part 4 of quotes from my job as a server at ihop
*this is the last one for a while since i won’t be working as often, but there will still be quotes!*
emily: life’s tough, get a helmet
spencer: my dad was a pastor and wanted to scare me straight
jj: straight as in “not gay” or straight as in “don’t do crime”?
spencer: both? i don’t know.
jj: i would send a reaction image, but i don’t have enough storage
hotch: is that your final answer?
unsub: no
hotch: *insert picture of steve harvey being shocked*
*morgan in his car and seeing spencer leaving work*
morgan: bye nerd!!
spencer: …bye morgan
emily: it’s generally frowned up to bring a dog in a bank
witness: i couldn’t focus! we were talking about drugs! when a man talks about drugs, you listen or you die!
*talking about the section chief*
hotch: the white woman basically owns me
garcia: what the blue man doing?
garcia: IM TRYING TO FIX THIS FUCKING EXCEL CHART AND WHOEVER MADE THIS CODE IS STUPID…who made this sheet?
hotch: *shrugs*
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Her angelic voice
Request: Yes/No
Warnings: None
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Authors Note:
The short drabble takes place during Season 4 and Episode 14. Henry's name is kept, male OC is the father.
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"I know, it's just lonely. Who am I now supposed to disturb at 3am after Henry has fallen asleep?" Jason joked, comfortably lying tucked into the king sized bed, their child next to him, resting his head on his chest. Their. Their child.
"Aw, you already miss me?" Her angelic voice teased back.
Laughing softly, he replied:
"Of course I do. I always do. Besides, you're on the other side of the country. I don't know what happens. Just. Just stay safe, All right? Come back in one piece?"
"I will. I'll be back sooner than you know; in one piece."
"Good. Beacuase both Henry and I miss you." He smiled, the line going dead and he finally could fall into slumber. He just needed to hear her voice.
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Growing up suits you (Spencer Reid x GN!Reader)
Imagine graduating from high school with Spencer Reid and years later working on a case with him.
Word count: 600ish
Look at that, a blurb that actually stayed a blurb.
Warning: smoking (herbal cigarettes) and mentions of teenage drug use
You had driven two hours to the middle of nowhere Georgia because your boss had invited the BAU into your investigation. It wasn't how you wanted to spend the day but you could either complain or catch your serial killer. Not both. You chose the second one, so you drove down from Atlanta to meet the BAU at the site of the newest crime scene in a spree of murders over the past year.
When you stepped out of the SUV you took in the scene.
There were small crowds of people looking in, not so many that it was distracting but enough that the local PD had to have officers keeping the crowd back.
You showed your credentials to get in and walked up to who you recognized as SSA Aaron Hotchner, the BAU's unit chief.
"Agent Hotchner" You called out, getting the man's attention.
"Agent L/N" Hotch greeted, shaking you hand and leading you to the where the rest of his team were huddled.
"Guys, this is special agent Y/N L/N from the Atlanta field office" Hotch introduced.
"Agent L/N, these are SSA's Rossi, Morgan, Jerau, Prentiss and Dr. Spe—" Hotch wasn't even able to finish before you cut him off.
"Spencer Reid. Wow, it has been a long time" You said and you saw him searching his brain for where you knew him from before recognition flashed through his eyes.
"Last time I saw you you were much shorter and had just gotten your first breakout" You said and his cheeks flushed.
"I was 12" He said quietly and you chuckled.
"I'm sorry, you two know each other?" Rossi asked and you smirked.
"We graduated high school together" You answered and Morgan looked very curious to ask what you were sure would be very embarrassing questioned before Hotch cleared his throat.
"Agent L/N led the preliminary investigation with the Atlanta field office and will be working with us on this case" He said and you all went back to work.
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You stood on the roof of the local precinct, coat wrapped around you and a cigarette between your index and middle fingers.
"You still smoke" Spencer said as he walked across the flat roof to stand beside you.
"It's herbal, I quit tobacco a couple years ago" You told him and took a puff.
"Herbal cigarettes are actually just as harmful as tobacco products. Even without the tobacco the herbs in the cigarette burn and create tar, carbon monoxide and about 73 other toxins, 40 of which can cause cancer" Reid said and you laughed.
"Right, I'll put this out then" You said, putting out the cigarette on the edge of the roof.
"You didn't have to do that" He said but you shrugged.
"wouldn't wanna expose you to the dangers of secondhand smoking" You joked.
The two of you stood in a somewhat silence for a while. You'd just given the local police your profile and as soon as you finished you'd gone out.
"How's your mom?" You asked.
"She's good. Still back in Las Vegas. How's your brother?" He asked in return.
"He's good. He's in a band touring with some singer, I can't remember who" You said and then silence again.
"So, the team" You said and he flushed.
"I'm sorry about the questions" He said.
"Don't worry about it, they just wanna know more about you. It seems like you all don't tell each other much about your pasts— and you don't have to— they're just curious about you" You said and he nodded.
"High school's not exactly a time I like remembering" Spencer admitted and you nodded. You remembered what he went through. The bullying, the humiliation, you couldn't imagine it. Not that your high school career was particularly pleasant but his was so much worse.
"I understand" You said and smiled, deciding to find a lighter subject.
"But you grew up well, that height suits you" You said and you saw the blush rise to his cheeks.
"Thanks, you uh— you you look really good too" He said.
"We should get in, I can't tell if it's my compliments that are making you that red or the chill" You joked and Spencer was slightly too embarrassed to say anything as he followed you back into the precinct.
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