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in-my-shifting-era · 6 months
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Not In The Mood
(Draco Malfoy Angsty but ends Fluffy)
Summery: Having a playful academic rivalry with Draco Malfoy results in some mainly playful banter. What happens when reader has a bad week and Draco is the only person to try and fix it.
Warning: Some mature language. Maybe some strong language. Draco is kinda a softie in this.
Authors note: Draco won my poll! This is my first blurb of him for let me know what we think.
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You’ve been having a bad week. On Monday you got detention for being late to class because your alarm didn’t go off. Tuesday you spilt ink on your brand new uniform shirt. On Wednesday you snapped at your best friend and she’s giving you space. Then on Thursday you lost 15 house points for laughing at a prank pulled on Snape during class. When Friday came around you prayed it would be a good day. All was good throughout the day. That was until you got back your Transfigurations test from the last class and getting a bad mark.
To get away from the week you’ve had you decided to hide away in the Hogwarts library to try an escape into your new book. This plan didn’t last very long because a smug laugh interrupted your peaceful moment. “How did I know I’d find you here? A bore like you would spend their Friday evening in the library.” You looked up from your book to see Draco with his signature smirk as he leaned against the shelf you were sat by. You gave him and exhausted sigh and closed your book. “I’m not in the mood for your shit Malfoy; I’ve had a bad week.”
Your voice was flat. You didn’t really sound annoyed or rude with your words. To the blonde you just sounded numb. He wasn’t getting the rise out if you that he wanted. He shifts himself off the shelf to stand closer as his playful gaze softens. “Yeah I’ve kinda noticed you’ve been in a mood all week. I even heard you called Granger a stick in the mud. I actually want to talk about what happened their?” He’s pushing at your buttons but you won’t give him the satisfaction of his comment getting you to talk back to him.
Rolling your eyes at his comment you look at him fully now “Seriously Draco leave me alone. I’m on a streak of saying things I regret and I’d refuse to apologize to you if I hurt your feelings.” Your tone was playful this time making Draco’s lips turn up into the slightest smile. You take this moment of neutrality to get up and put your book back into your bag. You start to walk around him. You’re stopped when You from walking past him by stepping in your way.
“Go for a walk with me. Going for a walk always helps me clear my head” A look of uncertainty falls onto your face not knowing what to think of Draco’s offer. Draco notices your hesitation and sighs softly. “Don’t be a stick in the mud now. I promise to play nice.”
A smirk finds its way back to Draco’s face as you roll your eyes and give him a playful glair. You push your shoulder against him playfully as you walk past him towards the door. “ Can you do something nice for someone without making a snarky comment Malfoy?” He smiles to himself seeing your attitude return and follows behind you. “What would be the fun in that? My snarky comments are part of my charm darling.” You roll you eyes at him and let out a small laugh as you walk out of the library with him.
The comfortable silence that followed as you two walked the empty corridors brought you a small moment of peace. You look at the blonde and see his usually tense and guarded demeanor is replaced with an comforting presence. His eyes scan the many paintings that line the halls of Hogwarts. He turns his head having felt you staring into him and cover yourself by asking him a question.
“How did you know about my test score? We don’t have Transfigurations together so I know you didn’t see it some how.” Draco looks down lightly and let’s out an awkward laugh. “Uh Blaise actually told me. He sits near you and he told me you looked disappointed when you got your test back.” You give him shocked look. “Do you have your friend keeping tabs on me Draco?”
Draco scoffs lightly and rolls his eyes. “ No I don’t. He knows about our academic banter and he was telling me to leave you alone on this one. I had to still poke my fun but I wanted to make sure you were okay. Failing a test is not like you at all so I figured something more was going on.” He gave you a sympathetic smile as he says this. Something you’ve never seen often from the tough Slytherin.
Your demeanor softens and you smile up at him. “You’re the only person to notice I was struggling this week so thanks Draco.” A soft smile fall onto his face Draco’s face. He hold your gaze with his gray eyes staring into yours. “I may like to get under you skin sometimes but never aim to intentionally be cruel do you.”
In this moment you’re seeing a side of Draco you’ve never seen before. The burning blush that hides on your cheeks as you both bicker back an fourth if fully dusting your cheeks a rosey red. Talking like this with Draco feels nice. You like seeing this side of Draco. Truly you bring it out of him. Through he would never admit that.
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in-my-shifting-era · 6 months
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After a long mental health break I’m itching to get back to writing. I’m always open to ideas/ requests. For this poll I want to know who I should write about to get me back into the writing space. I’m in a new fandom so I’m adding that to my list!
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in-my-shifting-era · 7 months
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Pulling Eddie in by his wallet chain and seeing his brain short circuit in real time.
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in-my-shifting-era · 10 months
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Lost Keys
Spencer Reid (Fluff)
Summery: After a hard case reader just wants to get get home and sleep in her own bed.When readers keys keys goes missing. Spencer comes to save the day.
Warning: Normal Criminal Minds stuff. Some talk if a case that involves children. Nothing graphic. Reader does cry but it is more of frustration and exhaustion then sadness.
Authors note: I’m back! Sorry I haven’t posted anything. Life has been keeping me a little too busy. Writing has been on the back burner for a bit. As the poll determined here is a Spencer Reid post! Feedback would be amazing. I’d love to get some mutuals on here!
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The case was a hard one. Cases involving children tend to be harder to handle then others. Though the unsub was caught pretty quickly and the children taken where physically unharmed; this case took so much out of you. Having to think about what those children may have experienced at the hands of that monster.
You would have loved to just go back to the hotel room you had been staying in for the past few days and sleep this whole weekend off. Hotch insisted that the team would be home sleeping in there beds tonight. Even if that meant getting in at almost 2am. The thought of being on a jet for two hours feeling both physically and mentally exhausted was enough for a headache to start.
Your ‘Go’ bag had been packed up messily before heading to board the jet. You shuffled in with your team. Everyone taking there sports tiredly while having had one final debrief before take off. You sat down and tried to get comfortable. Tried being a key word there. You did not fall asleep once on the whole 2 hour flight. JJ offered you some ibuprofen for your headache. After hour in and still a pounding headache Spencer offered you chamomile tea. You ended up sipped on that as you watched the jet land.
You stretch lightly as you get up and gather your stuff to head to your car. Spencer stops and lets you off before him with a sweet but tired smile. You mimic his smile right back to him and head off the jet. You wait at the bottom for the young doctor. He always insists on walking your to your car when it’s late at night, and because you think he’s cute you let it slide.
His long strides get him down quicker then you. As you start to walk together he speaks. “So do you think you’ll make it to your bed this time or is your pillow still on your couch.” You laugh and roll your eyes playfully. “No actually I’m making an effort to sleep in my bed. Bosses orders.” You smile up at him and put your hands in your bag looking for your car keys as you approach where you thought you parked.
Your heat sank when you didn’t feel your keys where they should be. You stopped quickly and started searching more thoroughly. This action making Spencer almost walk right into you. You start to panic more when you don’t see the small wristlet of keys you usually have. Spencer places his hand on your shoulders gently taking you back to reality. “What’s wrong. What are you looking for.”
A pit of dispute hits your chest as your respond. “I don’t have my car or apartment keys.” Spencer’s small looks of pitty makes your eyes well with tears. “I could have left them on the jet. I’ll run and go see if-” Spencer steps in front of your swiftly and puts his hands on your shoulders gently to have you look at him. “Hey. It’s okay. It’s almost 3 am and you’re exhausted. I’ll bring you to my apartment. You will get some sleep and in the morning we’ll call and ask if they found any keys left behind.”
A single tear falls but only because your blinked while nodding your head lightly. “I don’t get to sleep in my bed though.” You look up giving him sad eyes because at this point your are almost delirious from no sleep. Spencer moves some hair behind your ear and smiles softly at you. “We’ll I am sorry about that. You can have my bed. We both like a more firm mattress so you’ll be comfortable. Does that sound okay?” You nod lightly loving the idea of sleeping in a bed after the weekend you’ve had and follow Spencer to his car.
Spencer left his oldies station on as you drove to his apartment. You hummed along to a Beatles song as you pulled up to the familiar building . You got out and follow him up to his appointment thinking about just how late it is. You both get in and take off your shoes and coat. Spencer leads you to his room turns on lights as he goes.
“I’ll give you some clothes if you want. Work clothes are not comfortable to sleep in.” You offer him a sweet smile. “Thank you Spencer. For all of this. I’m paying for our coffee on Monday.” Spencer smiles cutely. “Technology you owe me two coffees because when you spilled yours last week I gave you my cheese danish to eat.” You laugh remembering the hazelnut latte you lost that day. “Then I owe you a cheese danish. Sound fair?” Spencer nods and hands you some sweatpants and an old tee of his. “I’m going to the guest bathroom you can change in here or in my bathroom.”
You give him a small nod and smile as he leaves his room. You change quickly and do a very lazy version of your nightly routine in his bathroom. As you get back to his bed you see Spencer taking a pillow off and look around for an extra blanket..“ Am I kicking you out if you bed sleeping here?” He shakes his head. “No not technically. I just figured you’d be more comfortable if I slept on the couch.”
You shake your head and pat his side of the bed. “No. I’d feel terrible if you slept on the couch. Stay here.” He gives you a shy smile and puts his pillow back. “As long as your comfortable with it I’ll stay.” You smile tiredly at him as you getting under the covers on your side of the bed. “I’m fine with it. I’m usually comfortable when I fall asleep on your shoulder anyway. If I latch onto you just push me off the bed.”Spencer lays lightly and gets one his side of the bed making it dip slightly. “I never push your head off so this would be no different for me.” You blush lightly at the thought of waking up entangled with him. “Goodnight Spencer.” You close your eyes slowly letting Spencer’s “Goodnight” be what lulls your asleep.
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in-my-shifting-era · 11 months
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I've come to realize something, I read and write fanfics not just because it's fun, but because imagining my comfort character with me 24/7 makes me feel less lonely. Can anyone else relate?
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in-my-shifting-era · 11 months
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a gentle reminder that eddie munson would love and adore you exactly the way you are.
he would love everything about you.
he would love the things you love about yourself.
he would love the things you don’t love about yourself.
he would love you for you.
eddie munson would think you’re perfect. no matter what ♡
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in-my-shifting-era · 1 year
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you bitches who write Eddie Munson x Reader angst with absolutely no plans on a happy ending need to be destroyed and purged from society at once for your crimes against humanity
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in-my-shifting-era · 1 year
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ok. enough suffering now. i am seeking out delight
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in-my-shifting-era · 1 year
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you guys literally are all so brave. even through the screen i can tell. keep going
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in-my-shifting-era · 1 year
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A Knight in a Leather Jacket Pt2
Eddie Munson Fluff
Part 1 here
Summary: Your brother Steve finds you at Eddie Munsons trailer after he gave you a ride and saved you from the rain.
Warnings: Possibly some spelling and grammar errors. (Your girl is dyslexic so I apologize)
Authors note: I apologize that I haven’t posted anything lately. I’ve felt a bit discouraged to post on here. I’m posting this from my drafts for the person who asked for a part 2.
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“He sounds a little grumpy don’t you think.” You look back up at Eddie who laughs loudly covering his mouth and points at the door. “You’re brother is here looking for you let’s be serious.” You roll your eye playfully and call out loudly to your worried brother at the door. “You forgot about me Steve and Eddie so kindly offered me a ride home.”
Steve quickly made his way into the Munson trailer not caring to know if he welcome to come in. He looked at Eddie giving him a thankful smile. “Thanks for being the one to pick her up man. We’ll be out if your way now.” He looks your way and stops his motion when he sees you in one of Eddie’s shirts.
“Why are you in nothing but one of Eddie’s shirts? You sigh lightly sensing Steves protective brother side showing and walks towards the dryer your clothes are in. “My clothes are drying and I’m not in nothing but a shirt. I have some boxers on.” You lift the shirt up enough to show the boxers underneath.
You see Eddie chuckle lightly as Steve walks over to you and swats your hand holding up your shirt back down. “Okay I get it. Get your clothes and we’ll return Eddie’s tomorrow.” You roll your eyes annoyed and grab your still damp clothes from the dryer. “Thank you again Eddie for being my knight in leather today.”
You smile sweetly towards Eddie who actually blushes lightly. “I’ll always be at your service m’lady.” He gives you a dramatic bow and looks at Steve once he’s stood. “Why did you forget about my fair lady?” Steve looks from Eddie to you and looks down almost looking embarrassed. “Uh I saw a cute girl broken down on the side of the road and helped her fix a flat.”
Rolling your eyes as you look at your brother. “You left me to walk home in the rain the save some cute girl? I hope you at least got her number or something.” Eddie laughs lightly at this only making Steve huff annoyed. “You know what I did get her number.” Steve has a slight blush to his cheek as he speaks. “Can we head home now? It’s my turn to make dinner and the soup has been on all afternoon.”
With a still annoyed look you hand Steve your damp clothes and walk to the door, stopping for a moment to put on your shoes. “You sound like a mother of five when you talk like that. Your soup will be fine.” You hear Eddie laugh at this, earning an annoying glare towards the both of you from Steve.
Quickly waving off the mean look you turn to Eddie and offer him a sweet smile. “Thank you again Eddie. I really owe you for saving me from the rain.” The metal head offers you a soft smile back. “It’s really no problem. Maybe we could hangout again. Without being interrupted by Steve this time.”
A small blush keeps onto you face at the offer. You recover quickly once seeing Steve about to butt in. “I’d really like that. I’ll call you. With the number I already have.” Eddie smiles widely at this. “I’d like that. I’ll be awaiting your call m’lady.” All you can offer back is a quick goodbye and a wave as Steve ushers you out of the Munson trailer his protective brother mode in full swing again.
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in-my-shifting-era · 1 year
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Eddie is the sweetest boy in the world. Eddie picks flowers around the trailer park and makes a little bouquet for you just because. Eddie cover the corners of tables and counters with his hand to make sure u don’t hurt yourself. Eddie makes sure to always stock up on your favorite snack whenever you come over. Eddie Munson is the sweetest boy in the whole world.
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in-my-shifting-era · 1 year
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A Knight In A Leather Jacket
Eddie Munson Fluff
Summary: After her brother Steve forgets to pick reader up like he promised Eddie comes do her rescue.
Warnings: none really this is just fluff. Steve being your brother if you don’t like that. Eddie is kinda a perv for like a second. Also some use of y/n.
Authors note: I’ve been back in an Eddie mood so here is this. Also sorry for not updating sooner I took a mental health break.💕
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4:30pm. That’s the time you asked your brother Steve to pick you up from the auto shop to get your car fixed early the next morning. He promised he’d be there to pick you up. There wasn’t any Hellfire tonight so he didn’t have to pick Dustin up. Today is his day off from family video so that couldn’t be his excuse. What could Steve Harrington be doing that is so important he forgot to pick you up? That what you’ve been asking ever since you left the auto shop at 5:30pm, according to your watch.
You huffed in annoyance as you made your way home on foot. Your anger towards your brother would have subsided quickly if it wasn’t for the down pour of rain that started not even 5 minutes after you started your walk. You try to keep your pace as quick as you can without being in a full sprint.
The sound of a car approaching behind you makes you sigh lightly and move closer to the side of the road. Keeping your head down and hugging your rain soaked sweater you attempt to avoid any sort of eye contact. It almost seemed like it was working the car slowed down and the driver started to roll their window down. “This really isn’t walking weather you know.”
You knew that voice. You looked up to confirm your thoughts and where met with Eddie Munson’s infamous smirk and roll your eyes playfully. “Steve promised he’d pick me up at 4:30 at the auto shop. I gave up and started walking home at 5:30. This walk wasn’t my first choice Munson.” You would have graduated with the “freak” of Hawkins High if he had graduated his first time around. You and Eddie where never really friends in school. You weren’t really enemies either; there was just always this playful banter between you two.
You’re shocked when Eddie actually stops his van at your comment and opens the passenger door. “We’ll get in before you catch a cold in this rain and I’ll let you complain all about Steve being late as I drive you home.” You smile thankful and getting into his van as quickly as you can. You take a moment to gather yourself before you shit the passenger door and buckle quickly. “I apologize for getting your seats set.” You smile apologetically at Eddie as wet pieces of hair frame your face.
Eddie gives you a comforting look as he starts to drive again. “Don’t even worry about it. These seats have seen worse.” You give him a look and don’t even get a moment to respond before he’s clarifying his statement. “Uh like Dustin spilled a chocolate milkshake in here just last month. That’s kid is a menace.” You laugh softly and smile. “I wonder where he gets that from.”
Eddie acts completely offended at this statement. “You’re going to blame his actions on innocent old me? He hangs out with your brother as well. I think he gets his menace behavior from him.” You roll your eyes in fake annoyance at this. “No. He gets his menace behavior from you-” You poke Eddie’s upper bicep playfully. “He gets his sassy tone from Steve.”
Eddie laughs loudly at this and looks over at you. “The kid really does have a tone problem!Now that you say it though Steve does have the same tone at times.” Ignoring the say your heart flutters hearing Eddie laugh you give him a wide smile. “I’m glad we can agree on something Munson.” Eddie catches on to your smile and nods. “I think we can also agree your brother is a forgetful idiot sometimes.” Remembering why you’re in the car with Eddie makes you sigh annoyed. “And going home just means I have to hear all about why or how he forgot.”
As the car stops at a stop light Eddie looks over at you. “Why don’t you come over to my place? You can dry off and warm up. The. you won’t have to see Steve just yet.” You give him a slightly confused look. “Are you sure Eddie? This is my first time in your car. Now you’re going to take me home?” Eddie nods nonchalantly. “Why not? My uncle is working at the plant all weekend so having some company over would be nice actually.” You hide your blush with a nod. “I’d love to come over then. Thank you Eddie. For all of this.” Eddie gives you his sweet smile as an impatient car horn brings you both out of the sweet tender moment and signals Eddie to turn off towards the trailer park.
You pull into his driveway after a short drive from the light. You get out and run to the stairs of his trailer with him, he unlocks the door rather quickly. You work on keeping your shoes on his rug as you shiver gently the cold of the rain suddenly getting to you. “Uh if you want the bathroom is down the hall on the left. You can take a shower and I’ll leave some clothes outside the door for you to wear while I put yours in the dryer.” You smile and take off your jacket and leave it by your shoes. “I’ll probably just take the change of clothes if that’s okay.
Eddie nods and walks into the trailer more stoping at the basket of folded clothes on a dryer hidden in a closet by the kitchen. He grabs an old band tee for you and a clean pair of boxers since he doesn’t think he has pants that would fit you comfortably. You take the cloths with a thankful smile and make your way to the bathroom to change.
After locking the door you take off your rain soaked clothes and put on the boxes and faded band tee. Eddie’s scent fills your senses. Some how the dork makes old leather, weed smoke and cheap cologne smell comforting. The boxers looking more like shorts on you as they peak out just under the band tee. You run your wet hair through your fingers to try and tame it. Once you feel more presentable you step out with your wet clothes in hand and hand them to Eddie who is still by the washer.
Eddie places them in the dryer and starts them turned to you to smile. “If you can reach go pick a mug for some tea or hot chocolate to warm you up.” Eddie nods to the living room where you see mugs lining the walls. You ignore the smirk on his face and the blush it brings to your cheeks as you walk over and browse your options. When you see a grumpy bear Care Bears mug you know that’s what you want. It happens to be just out of your reach and you wince.
You see Eddie take notice of this and laugh from his place in the kitchen. “Need help sweetheart?” You ignore his comment and look around for anything you could stand on to get the mug. After a moment of searching you see Eddie make his way towards you and think quick in your feet and go on your tip toes giving Eddie’s a view of his boxers on your hips. Eddie stops in his tracks seeing You struggle to reach the mug. You take his moment of being distracted and gracefully change your position and get the mug. You turn around and smile triumphantly at Eddie. “No tough guy I got my mug!”
Eddie snaps his eyes from where they laid on his boxer to meet your gaze. “Grumpy Bear doesn’t really suit you sweetheart.” You roll your eyes playfully and pout up at him not amused by his comment. “I stand corrected. That was a good impression the mug’s yours.” You hand him the mug the same playful glare on your face. “Hot chocolate please.”Eddie takes the mug gently and gives you a fake salute and marches back to the kitchen and starts on your coco.
You sit at the kitchen island and watch Eddie make the two hot cocoas. He hums lightly to himself as he gets the whipped cream out and tops off your mugs before handing you yours. “For m’lady.” You take your mug happy and sip it slowly. Eddie sips his out of his Garfeild mug. “That mug suits you Eddie. Grouchy but lovable.” You smirk playfully as you take another sip. Eddie narrows his eyes at you. “I’m not grouchy.”
You place your mug down. “That glair you have is telling me other wise grouchy pants.” You go to have another sip of coco when Eddie takes you mug from you. “Take it back and you’ll get your mug back.” You huff and reach over the counter for the mug making Eddie pull it back and stand away from the counter with it in hand. “Take it back and the mug is yours.” You huff stubbornly and walk around the island and right towards his in an attempt to get your mug from his grasp. Eddie sips his mug and holds yours above his head.
“Eddie you called me Grumpy and I didn’t hold your mug hostage. Give me my hot chocolate back!” You stomp your foot like an annoyed toddler not getting their way. Eddie keeps your mug high and puts his mug down. “No I was impressed with your grumpy bear impression.” You roll your eyes. “Eddie it’s going to get cold! Fine you’re not grouchy.” Eddie hands you your mug immediately. “Now wasn’t that easy sweetheart.” You huff and sip your now warm coco.
You jump when a pounding is heard at Eddie a trailer door. “Munson! Did you pick up my sister? Dustin told me he saw her in your Van and she hasn’t made it home! ” You look at Eddie quickly then towards the door. “He sounds kinda grumpy don’t you think?”
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I can't believe it's been almost a year since Eddie changed all of our lives....
Now I can't imagine my life without this goofball in it
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Eddie has found a way into my heart in a way no other fictional character ever has.
Eddie Munson is my home ❤️
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in-my-shifting-era · 1 year
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The Jacket (PT2)
(Part 1)
Spencer Reid Fluff
Summery: after Spencer lending you his jacket your feelings for eachother are out in the open for all to see.
Warning: none really. A bit of the team teasing the love birds.
Author’s note: I’m completely speechless at how much love the first part of this got. I’m very new to sharing my writing on tumblr so I’m so thankful that people enjoy my writing on here. To the one person that asked for a part 2 this is for you!
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The team caught the unsub a lot quicker then they thought which is a good thing because you’re already on your way home. They caught onto something else as well. After Derek spotted you wearing Spencer’s jacket at the crime scene he hasn’t let you live it down quite yet. He’s told both Emily and JJ about the incident; who are now trying to pry information out of you about your crush on the young doctor. They only dropped the matter after you admitted to your crush and returned the jacket to Spencer.
Now the team is loading onto the Jet and getting situated for the flight home. You smile widely at Spencer as he gets on the jet and takes his spot by the window near you. You wordlessly share your Jet blanket that Emily got you for your routine naps in the air with the young doctor. Spencer thanks you for your kind gesture with a warm smile as he opens up his book to continue reading his book he started.
You’re not bothered by this action knowing Spencer likes to read and uses most of his free time to do just that. Derek seemed to have something to add though. “They are sharing again. Is no one else seeing this?” Being slightly annoyed you do your best to hide your blushing cheeks and hiding your face in your blanket. Hotch looks over at you and Spencer after Derek’s comment his demeanor not changing in the slightest before he speaks.
“Sharing again, what did they share before?” You give Derek an annoyed glare as you sit up more to answer your unit cheif, Spencer quickly beats you to it. “I gave her my jacket when it started to snow while we where at the crime scene.” Hotch doesn’t seem affected by what the young Dr just said at all. “The same jacket Garcia made you for Christmas with your name on the back.”
You and Spencer both nod lightly letting Hotch continue in his matter a fact tone. “So you wore Spencer’s jacket? A jacket with his last name printed on the back of it at the crime scene. Then you went on tv to give a statement to the press. At any point did you turn your back to the camera showing Reid’s name on the jacket?”
Your cheeks burn red as you remember turning around when you thought the cameras were off you when heard the team pull up. “ I may have turned around at one point. Is that a bad look for the team? Me wearing a jacket that wrongly identifies who I am to the public?” Panic fills your voice at the thought of doing something wrong on the job.
Hotch stops your babbling quickly as a small smile falls onto his usually serious face. “No. Neither of you did anything wrong. I’m just shocked I now owe Dave $50 because you two let your flirting be seen by the public. I thought you’d keep to your private displays of affection.”
You look at Spencer with an embarrassed blush on your cheeks to see his own now the same shade. Spencer takes your hand under the blanket you both are sharing and gives it a comforting squeeze. He then looks up at Hotch slowly. “You made a bet on how two of your agents would out their feelings for each other?”
Hotch only gives a small nod. “We knew neither of you would outwardly admit to your feelings for each other so we started a small bet on how it would happen.” You roll your eyes playfully and readjust your sitting position trying to get more comfortable. Not once letting your hand leave Spencer’s under the blanket. Hotch smiles wider seeing the budding romance between you two in full action.
The team finishes boarding the Jet. Rossi gets his $50 for winning the bet and pokes fun at how you both are cozied up more then usual in your seats. Emily and JJ are gossiping with Penelope about how her jacket outted your feelings for the young doctor. Morgan smiles widely from across where you are now laying with your head on Spencer’s shoulder ready for your nap.
Your eyes are closed when you hear him speak gently to Spencer. “Treat her well pretty boy. Penelope, JJ and Emily will have your head if you don’t.” You hide the smile that wants to fall onto your face. “Oh I plan on it. I’d be really dumb to do anything to mess this up.” The smile finally appears on your face as you snuggle closer to Spencer who simply moves some hair out of your face. Who knew sharing a jacket would change so much.
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Undercover
Spencer Reid Fluff
Summary: When an unsub is hunting for young couples at a bar; reader and Spencer are asked to go under cover posing as a couple to catch him.
Warning: the usual criminal minds stuff. Some mature themes are mentioned; illusion of alcohol consumption and some sexual tension and themes. (Not full smut but to be save minors do not interact please)
Authors note: the love my last Spencer one shot get is making my writer heart explode thank you all! This post is a thank you for all that love!
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Going to a bar on the job was something you never imagine doing. Especially going to a bar undercover to catch a deranged serial killer who’s targeting young couples. This did mean you weren’t at the bar alone. You there with your coworker/ longtime crush Spencer Reid. Hotch has no idea about your crush on the young doctor, otherwise he probably wouldn’t have put you guys in this situation.
The situation being sat at the busy bar; hair and makeup done up and wearing a black dress that hugs your curves just a little too well. Spencer is sat on your right stirring his fake mixed drink that is placed in front of him. You look over and smile at the concentrated  face he makes as he moves the ice around in his cup. He quickly picks up on this action and turns to you and gives you a confused look before speaking. “What? Do I have something on my face?”
You can’t quite hear him over the music that is playing and lean closer to him, giving him a pretty good view down your low cut dress. Reid fights the blush burning his cheeks and starts to speak again when you get the sign from Hotch that the unsub has entered the bar. You take your closeness to Spencer to your advantage and get into character quickly by tucking some hair between his ear . “No, I’m just looking at my handsome boyfriend. that’s all.” You smile widely seeing Spencer’s cheek fully darken to a blush at your comment. You lean back in your bar stool and take your mock tail and sip it lightly.
The pub fires you begged Spencer to order finally arrive making you do a small happy dance as you eat a fry. Spencer smiles at this and takes a fry. “I’ve always found it really cute when you do that.” You blush lightly and look over at him eating his fry with a smile. “Do what? Eat my food?” You keep your tone playful as you take another fry and eat it happily. “No the little dance you do. You do it any time you are excited for something.”
You blush at this because you can tell this is coming from Spencer and not part of the undercover job. You don’t get to respond because you get word that the unsub is scanning the bar and to up the pda to gain his attention. They believe he goes for couples who are physically all over each other. Spencer places a hand on your knee and squeezes it gently. “It’s also cute that you blush at just my words”
The tone change in his voice makes your heart skip a beat. Your earpiece tells you you’re both on the unsubs radar so he continues and moves his hand further up your leg. You mumble his name breathlessly knowing your co workers are watching you as well. You put your hand on his to stop it from wondering further. “You’re hands are wandering and we’re and public babe.” The cheeky smile that falls onto Spencer’s face is not one you’ve see often.
You both see the unsub creep closer to where you are sat you look up at Spencer through your eyelashes. “Maybe we can skip getting ice cream and have dessert at home.” Spencer squeezes at your thigh rougher then he did before and begins to speak when you feel a cold drink spill onto your lap. You looks over at the culprit and are face to face with the unsub.
“I’m so sorry Miss I slipped on some water on the floor, let me help you.” He rushes to get some napkins when Spencer stands quickly and stands between you both. “She’s okay. I’ll clean her up.” The unsub abandons his act of kindness and glairs over at Spencer. “I’m just being polite and I think she can speak for herself if she’d like my help.” You feel both men’s eyes turn to you. You responded quickly and calmly. “It’s okay really. I’ll get the dress dry cleaned. Thank you though.”
Spencer puts a napkin against the spill and keeps his eyes glued on the unsub who steps back a bit and glares at you both. His hand reaches to his belt and you catch a glimpse of a knife. You fix you hair in the way to alert the team the unsub is armed. “Let’s just head out babe. The quicker I attend to the stain the better.” Spencer nods picking up the signal and keeps himself in front of you at all times.
As you stand slowly and grab you purse on the chair when someone grabs your arm rather harshly. Before you can even react and see who it is grabbing you you see Spencer pull the unsub away from you and pin him roughly against the bar with one hand behind his back. “Keep your hands off of her.” The unsub attempts to fight back but Spencer takes a grip on his arm and twists it back a bit.
The rest of the undercover agents in the bar apprehended the unsub and take him out quickly. You jump back to reality the Spencer places a hand on your arm gently. “Are you okay? Did he hurt you?.” You look up at him gently. “I’m okay Spence. He just grabbed my arm kinda tight. I’ll be okay.” You give him the best reassuring smile you can still being a bit shaken up.
Spencer rubs your arm gently where a red mark has formed. He takes your ear piece off quickly and then his own and leans towards you to whisper gently. “You looked really beautiful tonight. I’m saying that with no mics or eyes on us.” You smooth out the tie he wearing that had gotten messed up in the take down just moments before. “I’d like to go on a real date with you Dr. Reid. I’m could wear this dress if you’d like.”
You give Spencer an innocent smile. He hides a blush my licking his lips slowly. The moment is ruined by the team joining you both and making sure you’re both okay. The tension in the air is thick but no one seems to take notice of it. Going undercover went better then you could have asked for. You caught the unsub and a date with Spencer Reid.
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