#matthew gray gubler daughter

[astrophileous]

Every Single Day

Pairing: Spencer Reid x Female Reader

Synopsis: When his daughter demands him to tell the story of how the two of you met, Spencer can't help but oblige.

Warning(s): dad spencer🥰, established relationship (eventually), parent-child relationships, alcohol consumption, brief interaction with a douchebag, made-up astronomy facts, made-up places, idk if there's any cursing but I'll throw it in here to be safe, implications of sex and nsfw themes (minors be advised), pregnancy, mentions of illness, mentions and/or implications of character death, topics of loss and grief, angst and fluff because I love the best of both worlds👍 (pls lmk if I missed anything)

Word Count: 7700-ish

Author's Note: hi 👋 I'm back again with another dad!spencer fic bc apparently I'm a sucker for him. I got a lil carried away with this one lol but anyways, I'm also writing this for the meet cute challenge hosted by the amazing and talented @imagining-in-the-margins so pls go head to her profile and show some love cause she's a peach ❤️ don't forget to leave a LIKE+COMMENT+REBLOG

Criminal Minds Masterlist

The air smelled of freshly brewed coffee. Against the wind, shades of crimson and orange swayed on the trees. Fallen leaves crunched underneath his feet to the cadence of his leisured steps.

Two deep breaths, in and out. Spencer Reid greeted autumn with the deep longing of an old friend.

Next to him walked a source of light bigger than the sun, jumping and bouncing excitedly on the sidewalk. Her tiny fingers emitted warmth inside of his hand. There was a skip to her step that reminded him of the innocence he had long lost. The innocence she now possessed.

Spencer loved this little girl beyond everything he had ever known.

"Puddle, Dee."

The tiny bundle of joy jumped to escape the small pool of water, grinning up at her father, who then began ruffling her hair until she evaded his onslaught with a shriek.

"Daddy?"

"Yes, Pumpkin?"

"You never told me how you met Mommy."

Spencer glanced down at the 6-year-old, dressed gorgeously in her favorite floral dress, complete with a sweater that had entailed a hearty discussion about humans' perception of cold. It was only after he bribed her with the promise of a chocolate cupcake from Wakey Bakey did Spencer finally convince her to wear the woolen piece of clothing.

His daughter stared at him with a radiant smile peeking out behind a curtain of hair. A smile which Spencer always argued had belonged to you, even though the rest of Diana Aurora Reid was the splitting image of her beloved father.

"Surely I've told you before, Dee."

"Nuh-uh."

"Of course I have."

"No, Daddy. You haven't."

"Pumpkin, you know I don't forget stuff ever," Spencer said, looking at the little girl who was swaying along to the rhythm of her footsteps. "I used to tell you that story all the time. Back when you were still a baby."

Just as predicted, Diana let out a dramatic gasp as if Spencer had uttered the most offensive thing known to mankind; like claiming the earth was actually flat, for example. Spencer couldn't contain his grin upon seeing her reaction.

"But Daddy, that was so long ago!"

"Do you not remember, Dee?"

Diana shook her head.

"Fine. But Mommy must've told you the story already, right?"

"She has, but--"

"But?"

"But I wanna hear it from you."

Little Diana knew that her father could never resist her puppy dog eyes, especially garnished with that adorable pout on top. Once upon a time, you declared it sickeningly cute and annoying whenever Spencer would pull the same trick on you. When Dee started doing the same to him, you had simply laughed and kissed his cheek, letting him get a sweet taste of his own medicine.

Spencer smiled at the young girl next to him, squeezing her nose and relishing in the gleeful squeal that echoed from her chest.

"What do you wanna hear, Pumpkin?"

Diana held her chin, seemingly deep in contemplation before deciding, "Everything, Dad! I wanna hear it from the start."

"The start, huh?" Spencer hummed thoughtfully, his mind already reeling back to the first moment he ever laid eyes on you.

The story began on yet another ordinary Friday night.

Luck was on the BAU's side when the team managed to wrap the case they had been working all week just before Friday afternoon. By the time the sun was setting, their jet was already high up in the sky, en route from the state of Delaware to Quantico, Virginia. Spencer was looking forward to going home at a reasonable hour for once--maybe catching up on the four reading materials he had promptly pushed aside after his team was called to Delaware to work on the latest case--but that plan dissipated when Derek Morgan suddenly appeared by his side.

"Drinks. Tonight. Everyone's coming, and I'm not taking no for an answer," Derek said before dragging a reluctant Spencer away with him, ignoring the protests that the younger man kept grumbling under his breath all the way to the team's favorite bar.

Spencer just hadn't known it yet, but later down the road, he would spend the rest of eternity thanking Derek Morgan for dragging him along that night.

The Friday night crowd at Shaw's was borderline brutal, but fortunately for the team, a booth in the corner became vacant the moment they stepped into the threshold.

Two hours later, Spencer's fellow teammates weren't even close to calling it a night. The last chorus of "I Wanna Dance with Somebody" by Whitney Houston had just finished blasting from the speakers when Derek sauntered back to the booth, twirling a flushed Penelope Garcia in front of him. Spencer slipped out of the booth to allow them in--preferring to stay on the most outer seat instead of crammed between his tipsy friends' bodies--before sitting down once more.

"Hey, Genius," Penelope called, waving her empty beer glass in front of Spencer's face. "Be a darling and get me a refill, will you?"

"Garcia--" Spencer quickly snatched the glass from her hand before she could send it smashing against someone's head, "--are you sure you want a refill?"

Penelope scrunched her nose. "Why do you ask?"

"Because I think you're plenty drunk already."

"I'm not that drunk," Penelope denied, giggling when an unexpected hiccup interrupted her slurred words. "Derek, tell the beautiful Doctor I'm not that drunk."

"She's not that drunk, Reid." Derek grinned. "While you're at it..."

Spencer could only sigh when Derek slid his own empty glass across the table.

It was past 10 o'clock at night, and the crowd of people in the establishment seemed to have doubled in the couple of hours that the team had been there. Spencer had to squeeze himself through the ocean of patrons flooding the bar, barely able to move his limbs without other people's arms or elbows bumping against his ribcage.

Spencer was waiting for the bartender to complete his order when he happened to glance towards his right, catching sight of the concealed panic that triggered every profiler bone in his body.

Any other person would have taken one look at your face and presumed that everything was alright, but Spencer knew better. He recognized the frantic movement of your eyes, the tight press of your lips, and the impatient knocking of your fingertips on the counter. He only caught the tail end of your voice before discreetly listening to what the man you were talking to had to say.

"--so, unfortunately, I can't."

"I told you, Baby. My Veyron runs at over 260 miles per hour. We can go to Red Clover Hill and get you back home safely by twelve. It's simple math," the guy slurred smugly.

"Actually, that's not true."

The drunken man turned around at Spencer's interruption.

"Excuse me?"

"The Red Clover Hill State Park is approximately 229 miles away from here. Though theoretically, you could drive your Veyron at its maximum velocity, which is around 268 miles per hour, it's very unlikely you'll be able to maintain that speed for the entirety of the ride, considering the terrain you would have to go through between here and there. The fastest you can probably get to the park is in 60 minutes, give or take, and that's being generous. You would have to drive back to D.C. as soon as you arrive at the park if you wish to be back by twelve. It's just realistically impossible."

The man in front of him couldn't be less impressed by Spencer's lengthy rant.

"And who the hell are you?" the drunken guy said, pinning Spencer with a stare that was clearly supposed to be intimidating.

Spencer didn't even flinch. "No one. Just a guy who happens to know a lot about... simple math."

Your loud cough tore Spencer's attention away from the drunk man and towards you, who looked ready to burst from the laughter you were holding underneath. Even under the terrible lighting of the bar, Spencer could still pinpoint the hint of unspoken amusement glimmering inside your eyes.

"Sorry, Bill," you said to the man. "I really do need to be back home by twelve tonight. Maybe some other time?"

Bill didn't need to be told twice. He received the message loud and clear.

Spencer watched the other man scurry away, tail between his legs, before your charming smile enraptured him once more.

"Thank you for that. I was beginning to think he might never leave."

"Happy to help." Spencer smiled thinly, scratching the back of his neck even though the spot wasn't itchy. "What did, uh, why did he want to take you to Red Clover Hill, of all places?"

"Oh. That was... partially my fault." You grinned innocently. "I didn't know he was gonna be an insufferable drunk when he came over, and I was in the middle of watching this."

You pulled out a silver tablet from your lap. Spencer took a peek at the screen, seeing what looked like a live feed of the night sky--over North Carolina, judging by the visible constellations on the vast scene--stamped with the day's date at the bottom of the footage.

"You're watching the Roux-Nell?" Spencer deduced after gathering the facts: the live feed of North Carolina sky, the mention of Red Clover Hill State Park that harbored one of the highest grounds in North Carolina, including a collection of some of the most sophisticated telescopes in the country; you must have been planning to view that night's sighting of the Roux-Nell comet, its first time since the last one in 1927, and only its third one in history.

"Yes! How did you... don't tell me. You're an avid astronomy fan, too?"

Spencer's responding smile only made you beam even brighter.

"Anyway, that guy earlier, Bill, he approached me and asked what I was watching. So, I started talking about the Roux-Nell and about how I wish I was at Red Clover Hill right now since everyone keeps saying it's one of the best spots to view tonight's sighting. I thought he was genuinely interested until he started talking about his Veyron this, his Veyron that. I didn't even realize until a whole five minutes later that he was talking about his car!"

When you finally finished explaining, your eyes locked with Spencer's hazel ones before you seemed to cower shyly.

"Sorry. I can get a little excited when I'm talking sometimes."

"No! Don't be, it was--" Spencer stopped himself before he could complete his sentence.

What was he about to say?

Insightful? Entertaining?

Endearing?

Eventually, Spencer opted to settle for something safe and simple. "I get that way too, sometimes. A lot of the times, actually. So you don't have to apologize."

The fire flickered back inside your gaze following Spencer's admission. It burned brilliantly beneath the kindness you radiated, forged by the sharp intelligence he could see shining out of your eyes.

"So--" Spencer cleared his throat, attempting to shift the conversation in order to distract his racing mind, "--why did you tell him you needed to be back home by twelve?"

"Oh, that? I told him I'm donating blood tomorrow morning, so I need to at least get seven hours of sleep for the night."

"That's a clever lie."

You tilted your head slightly at his statement. "What makes you think it's a lie?"

"Because you're here. Nobody drinks alcohol before they're supposed to donate blood."

Your eyes flashed with surprise. "Not bad, Mister. You're very perceptive."

Spencer shrugged, trying not to appear too flustered by your casual compliment. "It's what I do."

You raised an inquisitive eyebrow at his reply.

"I'm a profiler."

"Profiler?"

"With the FBI."

"FBI, huh?" You hummed, something akin to intrigue swirling in your eyes. "So, you study criminals? Trying to decipher their way of thinking, why they do what they do. Dissect their past history for any related trauma, maybe even pinpoint a psychological stressor that could trigger a criminal behavior, that kind of stuff?"

Upon hearing your response, it was Spencer's turn to be intrigued. "Exactly that kind of stuff. How did you...?"

Grinning sheepishly, you pulled a professional badge out of your pocket, holding it up in front of Spencer so he could see the emblem covering its surface.

"Edgewater Psychology Center," Spencer read the words aloud, understanding dawning on him as he found your eyes once more. "You're a psychologist."

"Guilty as charged."

Spencer couldn't fight off his amused smile. "That explains it, then."

"You know," you began, leaning further against the bar counter to shorten the distance between you and Spencer, "I've never met a profiler in person before. Most of my colleagues, they have consulted on a federal case at least once in the past few years, but the bureau hasn't yet contacted me so far."

"Really?" Spencer took a step forward, closing the distance by a mere inch. "Sounds like a big loss for us. We're idiots."

You bit down on your bottom lip to suppress a smile, your gaze flicking between Spencer's own lips and eyes. For the shortest of minutes, nothing else existed in Spencer's world but you; your smile, your scent, and your kind eyes. You were a magnet carved out of his wildest dreams, and Spencer, well, he might as well have been made out of the purest of irons.

But before Spencer could get lost deeper in your relentless gaze, a shout of his name slashed through the air from across the bar. Back at the booth, Derek was waving his hand frantically in the air, stopping only when Spencer signaled him to sit back down and that he was returning in a minute.

"I have to go." He smiled tentatively, apologetically.

"Oh?"

Spencer tried not to revel too much over the small dip of disappointment at the edge of your voice.

"My friends. They, uh--"

"Oh, no, it's alright. You don't have to explain," you told him gently. "See you around, Mr. Profiler. Hope you have a great night."

With that said, you went back to watching the live feed on your tablet while Spencer, begrudgingly, trudged across the room with two refilled beer glasses in his hands, back to where his friends--minus Rossi and Hotch who were conversing among themselves at one of the standing tables--were waiting.

"Finally," Derek groaned once Spencer slammed the glasses down on the table.

"Who was that?" Emily asked as he slipped into the booth.

"Huh?" Spencer followed Emily's gaze, finding you perched up at the very end of it. "No one."

"No one?" Emily's eyebrows rose. "She didn't seem like no one from where I was sitting."

Spencer took an insanely large sip of his leftover beer.

"Holy shit, you like her, " Derek muttered. "He likes her. Pretty boy's got a crush."

"No, I don't."

"Yeah? Tell that to those red cheeks of yours." JJ chuckled.

Instinctively, Spencer touched his own cheeks as if he could physically feel the change of colors on his skin.

"I'm just tipsy," he tried to reason.

A collective scoff reverberated through the entire booth.

"What's her name, Spence?" JJ asked.

When a full minute ticked by without so much as a grunt of acknowledgment from Spencer, Penelope reached out and slapped the man right across his shoulder.

"Ow!"

"You didn't ask for her name?!" Penelope exclaimed.

"It didn't come up!"

"That's the stupidest thing I've ever heard you say, Reid," Emily noted before sipping her margarita.

"Nope. I'm not having this. Not tonight. Look at me, Sunshine." Penelope grabbed Spencer's face in her hands, forcing him to stare directly into her glasses-rimmed eyes. "I'm not letting you spend the rest of the night like this. You will get your cute little tushy out there and talk to that girl. You will get her name and also her number, maybe even ask the nice pretty lady out while you're at it. Now, have I made myself clear?"

Spencer barely managed to swallow his nerves before he offered Penelope two tiny nods.

"Good. I don't wanna see your face back here if you're not at least pocketing her phone number. Now shoo."

Penelope sent Spencer flying across the bar with a dramatic stumble. By the time he reached your side, Spencer was nothing less than a stuttering mess and a thundering heart.

"Hi," Spencer breathed out once he found your welcoming eyes.

"Um, hi?"

"I'm Spencer."

"Okay... Spencer?"

"Reid. Spencer Reid." He cleared his throat. "Sorry, it's just... I realized while I was sitting over there--well, my friends actually made me realize--that I, uh, never got your name. Which, you know, of course I never got it because I didn't ask. So, I was coming here, wondering if maybe you'd like to give it... to me?"

You blinked once. Twice.

By the third blink, Spencer wished the earth would open up and devour him whole.

"You want my name?"

Spencer nodded.

"What are you planning to do with it?"

"Call you?" At your bemused expression, Spencer quickly elaborated, "Not call like call. I meant referring. Yep. That's it. Although, maybe if you want to, I would love to call you as well. Sometime. And perhaps, you know, ask you out... on a date?"

Spencer swallowed the lump of nervousness in his throat. In front of him, you were pretty, even with the conspicuous scrutiny in your eyes as they assessed Spencer as if he was some sort of an enigma. Embarrassment burned hotter through his veins with every second that passed by. He was merely two exhales of breath away from dashing out of the door when you finally spoke up.

"Okay."

"Okay?"

Smiling, you produced an old receipt seemingly out of thin air and asked the bartender to lend you a pen, scribbling something down as soon as you had it between your fingers. When the tiny piece of paper emigrated to Spencer's hand, the Cheshire cat in him jumped out once he noticed the ten digit numbers written neatly underneath a name he could only assume as yours.

"Will that be enough, Spencer Reid?"

"For now," Spencer replied before grabbing his wallet and shoving the paper containing your name inside. "I'll call you."

"You better."

After Spencer's departure, you returned your attention back to the tablet in front of you. Barely five minutes later, though, your serene watching session was once again interrupted. Only this time, it was by the ringing of your phone.

"Hello?"

"Hi, this is Spencer."*

Surprised, you swiveled your head left and right, stopping once you spotted Spencer standing on the other side of the room. His eyes were trained towards you, and behind him, a booth of four people seemed to have directed their attention at you as well.

"Spencer?"

"I know this is very untoward," he began, "but would you like to go out with me?"

"Boy, you certainly don't waste any time at all, do you?"

"I believe it's called being efficient," he countered, making you laugh. "So, what do you say?"

"Sure," you answered, enjoying the way Spencer beam at you from across the room. "I would love to, Spencer."

A breeze blew gently against Spencer's face, caressing the tendrils of curly hair that had fallen over his forehead. Diana's little fingers started to grip his tighter as the wind strengthened.

"Did you take Mommy on that date, Daddy?"

"Of course," Spencer replied, reminiscing the exact day when he had picked you up in your apartment, sweat glistening on his palm as he clutched the bouquet of flowers in his right hand. "We went to see a Mark Rothko exhibition at the National Gallery of Art, and before I took her home, we stopped by Wakey Bakey to buy some lemon tarts."

Diana gasped. "Wakey Bakey?!"

The little girl's reaction compelled a chuckle from Spencer's chest. "Yes, Pumpkin. Wakey Bakey."

"What happened after that, Daddy?"

"What do you think happened after that, Dee?"

"Um--" Diana pursed her lips, deeply lost in thought, "--did you become girlfriend and boyfriend?"

"Yes, we did."

"And you got married?!"

Spencer laughed at Diana's apparent excitement over the prospect of her parents getting married. "We did, yeah, eventually. After I proposed to her."

"Oh! Oh! The proposal!" Diana exclaimed, jumping up and down in the middle of the sidewalk without a care in the world. Spencer had to tug her back towards him before she could harm herself or the other pedestrians. "Tell me! Tell me! Tell me about the proposal, Daddy!"

"You wanna hear the story about how I proposed to your mother?"

"Yes, please!"

Chuckling to himself, Spencer mumbled a quick fine before his gears had started turning towards a specific memory in his mind. Spencer was sure, even without his eidetic ability, there was no way he could have ever forgotten about the day in question.

The day you agreed to have him as your forever.

Spencer had fallen in love with you during the first date, right around the time of yet another one of his animated ramblings, where instead of shaming him to shut the hell up, you had simply stared at him in awe and said, "You're pretty when you talk."

The young agent was sure he couldn't get rid of the blush adorning his cheeks for at least an entire week.

By the time the fifth date rolled around, Spencer was absolutely certain that you were the one he wanted to spend the rest of his life with. It wasn't a surprise, then, that a few weeks before your first anniversary came up, Spencer had pocketed a diamond ring with a promise of forever on the tip of his tongue.

Combing the courage to take this historical leap was easy. Difficult was trying to conjure up the perfect proposal plan that he would deem worthy enough for someone like you. There were no rooms for mistakes. Spencer wanted everything to be perfect because he believed you deserved nothing less.

Which was why, in moments of desperation, Spencer ended up turning to his fellow teammates in the FBI for help.

"I don't know if I'm the right person to ask about this, Spence. Will only ever proposed to me after finding out about Henry, and we only got married after I thought he was gonna die on the field," JJ explained. "It was never the most ideal of situations, but I would never change a thing even if I could."

Unsatisfied with JJ's answer, Spencer proceeded to find the BAU's tech genius in her bat cave.

"Go big or go home, my friend," Penelope said following a 10-minute hysteria she erupted into upon learning about Spencer's intent to propose. "Splash out on the bottle. Don't hold back on the grandeur. Spend all of your savings if you have to."

"Garcia--"

"Fine, maybe not all of your savings. You should leave some for the wedding."

Spencer spent weeks mulling over Penelope's advice.

Working as an FBI agent didn't pay as well as most people thought it would, and Spencer's tendency to collect first edition books wasn't exactly an affordable hobby. It meant that as much as Spencer wanted a proposal filled with the greatest grandeur--just as Penelope had suggested--he didn't have a fat enough balance in his bank account to make his ideal proposal concept a reality.

And Spencer probably would have spent the limited fund in his savings down to its very last cent, had it not been for Derek catching him browsing through the internet for the cost of a hot air balloon ride.

"I just want to give her the perfect proposal," Spencer admitted after he finished revealing everything.

"Kid, it doesn't matter," Derek said. "Don't you see? She doesn't care about hot air balloons or any kind of grandeur. She only cares about you. There's no such thing as a perfect proposal. You're just using it as an excuse to put off asking her 'cause you're scared of what she's gonna say. But you don't need to. You two are so devastatingly in love, it's disgusting."

In the end, grandeur wasn't even present in the room when Spencer decided to pop the question.

On that particular night, Spencer arrived in his apartment just a few minutes before midnight. His aching muscles were calling for sleep as he toed his shoes off, but his footsteps soon ceased when he caught sight of his dimly lit living room.

You were fast asleep on the couch, face illuminated by the television light. Spencer's movements were careful as he knelt in front of you, studying the soft and hard edges of your features like historians would an ancient scripture. He couldn't help it when his fingers reached out on their own accord, brushing the softest of touches against the high point of your cheekbone. Inside its cage, Spencer's heart started to stir.

You were so beautiful.

Even after one year of being together, Spencer was often still taken back by how lovely you were. He adored every detail of your being, most fervently the scars that littered your skin in a constellation of stars. All of the places in your body where your scrutiny had wandered in a fleet of insecurity were the same places that Spencer wanted to worship for the rest of his life. In his eyes, you were eternally magnificent, and this thought clouded Spencer's mind as he went to shake your shoulder gently.

"Spencer?" Your groggy voice sounded meek in the comfort of Spencer's apartment, the same one he had been sharing with you since you moved in three months prior. Your lips tilted with the tiniest hint of a smile at the sight of him, and Spencer thought he would melt when your fingers instinctively reached for his face. "You're back."

"I'm back," he confirmed, leaving a trail of kisses on your palm. "Why aren't you in bed, my love?"

"I was waiting for you," you admitted. "I have something to say."

"Really? Me too."

"Hm?" Curiosity flared in the center of your eyes. "You first."

Smiling, Spencer leaned down to steal a quick kiss before saying, "Marry me."

Your breath hitched.

After a few seconds of silence, your nervous laughter filled his ears. "Right. That's a nice one, Spencer. Very funny."

"I'm not joking, sweetheart."

Spencer reached into the inside pocket of his satchel, pulling out the velvet box that had weighed down his bag by several grams for the past few weeks. Any remnant of sleep you still had in your eyes was instantly washed away the moment he opened the box to reveal a pretty ring sitting inside.

"I've had this for a while now," Spencer admitted. "I kept putting off asking you because I believed I wanted everything to be perfect, until Derek knocked some sense into my head and made me realize that I was just afraid of taking the leap. He's right, as always, but don't tell him I said that."

Spencer paused at your teary laugh, relishing in the melodic sound that made his heart nearly burst in two. "My love, I don't need the perfect proposal when you're the promise of a perfect life. Any life with you is the one I want to live for the rest of my time, and I want to start living that life from this point onward. What do you say, sweetheart? Will you marry me?"

Spencer never thought the word yes could sound so incredibly spectacular.

The celebration had started right away, commemorated by the shedding of clothes from each other's bodies, finalized by panting breaths and entangled limbs beneath rumpled sheets. You lay on the bed with your palm on Spencer's chest, his own hand tracing invisible patterns on the vast canvass of your skin.

Spencer watched as you stared at the ring circling your finger. "Do you like it? We can exchange it for a new one if--"

"Spencer Reid, don't you dare."

"Apologies, ma'am." He grinned, continuing the random patterns he was drawing on your skin before he spoke again, "By the way, you said you also have something to tell me."

You looked up at him with a blinding smile before scooting out of Spencer's arm and reaching for the nightstand. When Spencer saw what you had rummaged out of the bedside drawer, Spencer thought his heart had forgotten how to beat.

"Is that--"

"Surprise," you murmured giddily, handing over the object in your hand into Spencer's awaiting palm. "I found out yesterday, but I wanted to tell you in person."

Spencer sat up on the bed, staring with disbelief at the small item in his hand. He only realized he had started to cry when a drop of tears fell down, blurring the two tiny pink lines in his vision.

"This is... you're..."

"I'm pregnant, Spencer," you professed.

Just an hour earlier, Spencer thought the word yes was the best thing he could ever hear falling from your mouth. But as he held you in his arms, his lips catching yours once more in a heated kiss, Spencer realized that you had many more surprising admissions waiting to be said out loud.

And Spencer couldn't wait to spend the rest of his life listening to every single one of them.

"Daddy, are you saying I was already in Mommy's belly when you proposed to her?"

"Yes, you were, Pumpkin," Spencer said, smiling at the blatant curiosity in Little Dee's eyes. "You were a surprise we didn't see coming."

Diana's responding smile was a picture of satisfaction. The father-daughter pair continued to walk down the street until Dee's voice tore through the silence once again, "Daddy?"

"Hm?"

"I thought you said a man and a woman can only make babies after they're married."

Spencer's footsteps halted on the pavement.

The silence must have stretched for only a partial of a minute, but the expectant stare Dee was nailing against his face, along with the internal panic that had short-circuited Spencer's brain made it seem as if the world had skidded into a standstill. Frantic eyes darted everywhere for a chance at rectification, and Spencer couldn't stop the words from tumbling off his lips when he saw the worn-down sign of a florist up ahead.

"Dee, would you like to buy some flowers for Mommy?"

The little girl squealed an excited yes before skipping the few steps left towards the flower shop. Spencer let out a relieved breath at having narrowly escaped such a harrowing crisis.

Once Spencer stepped into the shop, a multitude of fragrances immediately enveloped his surroundings. Diana was lingering back and forth around the vibrant displays when Spencer approached, her tiny eyebrows frowning in the most adorable way as she assessed the rows of flowers in front of her.

"Have you decided yet, Pumpkin?"

"Can we get some of Mommy's favorites, Dad?" Diana requested, pointing her tiny finger at the display of flowers she knew to be your favorites. "And then we can add some of these daisies, too!"

Spencer couldn't fight the smile blossoming on his face as he asked the florist to assemble a bouquet made out of daisies--Dee's favorite type of flowers, the same one printed all over the dress she was wearing--along with your favorite flowers in the center. Diana stared in awe at the deft work administered by the florist, her mouth forming an "O" once the bouquet was wrapped and ready to go.

"Do you think Mommy will like them, Daddy?"

"I know she will, Pumpkin," Spencer answered earnestly, his memory replaying that first time he had come home bringing the same arrangement of flowers in his hand.

Spencer came home to the apartment in utter disarray, and yet, it still was the best view that he had ever witnessed in his entire life.

Ever since his office was transformed into a nursery, the books he previously kept in there had to be relocated to the living area. Most of them had gone by now--some donated, and some others sold at second-hand bookstores--but piles of them still littered in various corners of the room.

Apart from his mountainous collection of books, small trinkets also covered every available surface of the place. From the empty nursing bottles in the kitchen sink to the breast pump on the counter, and the tiny socks on the coffee table to the pacifier jammed between the sofa cushions; every single one of them contributed to the mess that his apartment had become. Yet as he paused to inspect every inch of the place, Spencer couldn't find any other emotion besides warmth flooding his chest.

Muffled footsteps padded towards the living room before you appeared from the hallway with a freshly bathed Diana in your arms. As soon as your eyes locked with his, the crease between your eyebrows automatically vanished.

"You're home."

"I'm home." Spencer grinned before welcoming you into his embrace.

He stole a quick kiss from your lips before bending down to smother a 7-month-old Diana who yelped in glee when Spencer began attacking her with kisses all over her face.

"She's been fussy since yesterday," you told him. "I think she missed you."

"Did you, baby? Did you miss Daddy?" Spencer cooed. "I can take her for a few while you rest. You look tired. Are you feeling okay?"

"Gee, Spence. What a way to a girl's heart."

"You know what I meant, sweetheart."

"It's fine, Spencer. I just got a headache, but it's all better now that you're here."

Spencer smiled as he kissed your free knuckles. "If it's any consolation, you're still the most heavenly creature that I've ever laid eyes upon."

A sneaky laughter rumbled past your chest. "Fine. I'll let you go just this once," you said before letting Spencer take a yawning Diana into his arms.

As Spencer carried Dee towards the couch, you noticed a bouquet of flowers lying next to the kitchen sink in the corner of your eye. You glanced at the young genius with a discreet smile before aptly transferring the flowers into a vase.

"These are pretty," you commented, joining your family in the living room. You put the vase in the middle of the coffee table amidst the books and various baby clutters before dropping yourself against Spencer's side.

"They're your favorites."

"I know. As usual." You smiled affectionately. "And daisies. You've never bought me daisies before."

Spencer's eyes gleamed. "I bought the daisies for Dee."

"Oh?"

"I think daisies are gonna be her favorite."

"You do, huh?"

"One hundred percent."

Spencer's eyes looked up from Diana to you then, whose own gaze had been kept intently on your husband and daughter. Darkness embellished the area underneath your eyes, and Spencer couldn't help but count the lines of fatigue that seemed to have multiplied on the contours of your face. Even then, Spencer thought you had never looked more stunning than you did at that moment; as his wife, the mother of his child, and the woman who owned the sole reign of his heart.

Confusion wandered into your eyes when you noticed Spencer's stubborn stare. A surprised squawk escaped your lips as Spencer unexpectedly captured them in a rather long kiss. When he pulled back, Spencer looked the very image of a man who was drunk on love.

"I love you. You know that, right?" Spencer confessed as he squeezed your hand twice in his palm.

"Spencer, what's going on with you?"

"Nothing. I just--" he paused for a chuckle, seemingly trying to find the right words to say before he could continue, "--I owe my life to you, sweetheart. For all of the times you have pulled me out of the darkness, to the light you've brought into my life. You and Dee are the reason I keep on breathing. Without the two of you, I'm nothing."

"Spencer," you breathed out. "Where did all of this come from?"

"I don't know." He shook his head. "I just wanted you to know how grateful I am to have you in my life and that you've brought Dee into ours. Everything worth fighting for about me is because of you."

The telltale signs of tears began to cast a shadow over your eyes. You pressed your hand to Spencer's cheek, feeling the rugged sensation of his newly shaved stubble stroking your skin. Spencer melted into the warmth of your touch.

"You're giving me far too much credit here, Spencer," you whispered. "Everything you are has always been your own doing rather than mine. All I ever did was cheer you on from the sideline. You would still have become the person that you are today even if I weren't in your life."

Spencer physically shuddered at your last statement. "Don't say that. I can't even begin to imagine a life without you in it."

"Well, even if such day does come, when I won't be a part of your life anymore, I know you're gonna be just fine. Because you'll have Dee with you--" you stroked Diana's head lovingly, "--and I know that the two of you will give each other enough love and strength that you won't even notice I'm not around anymore."

The frown on Spencer's face deepened.

"You're not allowed to leave me. Ever," Spencer decided childishly.

"Fine. I won't. But you have to remember--" you brought your palm towards Spencer's chest, feeling each rhythmic thrum of his heart which seemed to flutter ever so slightly underneath your fingers, "--I'll be right here if you need me. Always."

Spencer's own hand landed on top of your hand, entwining your fingers together without ever tearing his fierce gaze away from yours.

"Always."

The sun was shining down in flimsy rays when Spencer and Dee finally walked past the familiar gate. Glimmers of gold sneaked past the reddish leaves on branches before falling upon the ground.

Next to him, Diana was humming a melody that Spencer recognized from one of your specially curated playlists. Her little hands struggled to carry the gigantic bouquet that she couldn't wait to present to you. It didn't matter that the bouquet itself was nearly as tall as she was, Diana still refused to let Spencer assist her.

"I wanna give Mommy the flowers myself," she had told Spencer in a manner that reminded him too much of your own stubbornness.

After a couple more minutes of walking, Spencer's reverie was soon broken by the excited squeal coming from the little girl beside him.

"Mommy! Mommy!"

Diana dashed into a sprint before words of warning could fall from Spencer's lips. He watched intensely as Diana's little feet moved upon the ocean of fallen leaves on the ground. Her tight grip around the bouquet never wavered even when she ran up the grassed hill, all the way towards the destination in her mind.

All the way towards the headstone with your name written on it.

When Spencer finally got there, Diana was kneeling next to your grave with panting breaths, but the smile stretched on her lips was the biggest one that Spencer had ever seen.

"Hi, Mommy. I'm back with Daddy," Diana announced. "Daddy, go say hi to Mommy."

"Hello, my love." Spencer smiled before taking a seat next to his daughter.

"We brought flowers, Mommy! They're your favorites. I added daisies to make them prettier." Diana beamed before putting the bouquet against your headstone. "You're not gonna believe what happened in class yesterday!"

As Diana animatedly began to recount the funny incident in her classroom--somehow involving a boy named Patrick and a cup of slushie--Spencer watched over her with a permanent smile on his lips. The little girl loved to talk--a trait she obviously acquired from both of her parents--and Spencer knew just how much you used to adore listening to Dee's rambling at any time of day.

It must have been at least ten minutes later when Diana's story eventually whirled to an end. Her attention instantly shifted to the family who was paying their own respect just two headstones over, a small squeak of puppy tumbled from Dee's lips before she dashed towards the boy with a golden retriever pup beside his legs.

Spencer shook his head affectionately at his daughter's antics.

"I know we were just here a couple of weeks ago, but Dee wanted to tell you about the slushie incident herself," he said. "And, well, I can never deny the chance to visit you, love."

A loud laughter boomed a few feet away. Spencer watched as Diana ran around jubilantly with the little boy and his dog. The boy's father waved at Spencer from the distance, which he replied with an acknowledging nod.

"She's getting so big, sweetheart. Sometimes, I just wanna stop time and keep her as my little girl forever. I wish you were around to see how much she's grown." Spencer smiled ruefully. "I can't believe that it's been more than a year since you were gone."

Spencer thought back to the last few moments you spent on this earth. How just a few months prior, the doctor had advised you to stop the treatment and take a rest at home instead.

The chemo isn't working, was what the doctor was really saying. You should be spending as much time as you can with your family.

So, that was exactly what you ended up doing.

Spencer had quit his job at the FBI shortly after you were diagnosed, opting to take a full-time job of teaching where the hours were more humane and reasonable. The day you were discharged from the hospital, Spencer made a vow to himself to make every day as memorable as he could, and he was keeping true to it. Those last few months were filled with countless road trips, an unforgettable weekend at Disneyland, and visits to various museums across the states. Spencer made sure that each day was charged with love and laughter, a perfect day culminated by an equally perfect night, with you falling asleep in the safety of his arms.

Until one morning, when Spencer woke up to your cold and lifeless body lying by his side.

"Do you remember what you told me once? About how Dee and I would never notice you were gone because we would have each other?" Spencer recalled. "You were wrong about that, sweetheart. Your absence is the first thing I notice every time I start my day. The moment I open my eyes, I notice that you aren't lying next to me on the bed like you're supposed to be. I notice the cold imprints on the sheets where your warmth used to linger. I notice you in every corner of our home, but most importantly, I notice you in Dee."

Spencer glanced at his little girl, playing and running around a pile of fallen leaves with her newfound friend and his pet dog. His heart floundered at the scene.

"Everyone keeps saying that she's an exact copy of me, but I see glimpses of you in her more and more every single day," Spencer admitted. "She's the only anchor I have left now, my love. Without her, I'm lost. I try constantly, with whatever strength still resides in me, to give her everything she would ever need. Shower her with every ounce of love I have left in my heart."

A lone tear cascaded down Spencer's cheek. He quickly erased it away with a wry chuckle.

"What I would do to have a minute with you again, my love. I hope you know I'd give my heart and soul to have those extra sixty seconds just to stare at your beautiful face. To hold you in my arms one last time. I try my best to fill the void that you left for Dee's sake. Some days are difficult, and I keep thinking about how much better it would be--how much better off she would be--if it were you here with her instead of me. I'd trade places with you if I could. I fear that all of me would never be enough for her, because she needs you. We both do."

Spencer inhaled a breath, forcing the imminent wave of tears from breaking the dam he had masterfully crafted since the moment you were gone. He promised a long time ago never to allow the grief to consume him.

He still had his daughter to think about.

"I'm beginning to think people are wrong when they say time makes everything better. The pain never lessens. It just becomes bearable with time. Dee makes it bearable," Spencer confessed. "I can only hope I'm doing the same for her."

"Daddy! Daddy!"

Spencer hurriedly wiped away any sign of tears from his face before he caught Diana in his arms. Her innocent laughter was a balm to the gaping wound in his chest, and Spencer allowed himself to bask in the bliss that his little girl brought to his life.

"What is it, Pumpkin?"

"Look what Brian's mom gave me!"

Spencer looked at her tiny hand to see a plastic daisy ring gracing one of her fingers. He looked up towards the family in the distance, mouthing a thank you to the mother who waved him off with a smile.

"It's very pretty, Dee."

"Like me?"

The young dad chuckled. "Yes, very much like you."

"Like Mommy, too?"

Spencer's smile softened. "Very much like Mommy, too. Yes."

The exhilarated smile Diana rewarded him could probably light up the entire state of Virginia at night.

Five minutes later, Spencer found himself bidding you a goodbye, with Diana promising to visit again very soon to give you an update over the slushie incident that supposedly got Patrick in a lot of trouble at school. The air was getting even chillier as the two walked the path they had taken after arriving at the cemetery. Spencer tugged Diana closer to his side once he saw the familiar gate lurking a few feet ahead, keeping her safe while simultaneously seeking her warmth.

"Daddy?" Dee's voice arose shyly once the pair had reached the main street.

"Yes, Pumpkin?"

"I miss Mommy," she admitted quietly.

Spencer's fingers instinctively tightened for a split second around his daughter's hand. "I know you do, Pumpkin. You just need to remember, even if she's not physically with us anymore, that she's always watching over you and keeping you safe."

Diana nodded her head understandingly. "Do you miss her, too, Daddy?"

"Every day, Dee." Spencer smiled, glancing back towards the gate of the cemetery behind him. "Every single day."

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[delusionaldeadgirl]

I OWE YOU A BLACK EYE AND TWO KISSES

TELL ME WHEN YOU WANNA COME AND GET EM

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[eideticmemory]

A LONG DAY | MATTHEW GRAY GUBLER

At the end of a long day, your husband really is the best person to come home to.

Word Count: 2.9k

Warning/Includes: Husband!Matthew !!! Dad!Matthew !!! Delusional fluff!! Even more delusional smut!!

The worst part of getting home so late isn’t the body aches, it isn’t the exhaustion, it’s not even the dozens of bright headlights that blind you on the way home. It’s the darkness. Everything is so dark. You pull into the driveway and the porch light is out, the garage is pitch black. Shutting your car off, you take a moment to lean your head back and sigh, gaining the strength to grab all of your crap, open the door and stumble through the garage. You trip over your daughter’s bike, but you catch yourself and you think you’re going to burst into tears. Instead, you step into the basement where it is almost as dark, save for the soft light of TV where your husband sits on the couch, doing absolutely nothing but wait for you.

Matthew turns around and his face just instantly lights up, “Hey, mama,” he rises to his feet. He takes your bag, your lunchbox and sets them down so he can give you a big, tight, hug. Arms wrapped securely around your waist, face buried in your neck, he whispers, “I missed you.”

And your entire body melts into his, your hands gripping onto his shoulders as you sigh out, “I missed you.” Then he hugs you tighter, lifts you off your feet.

When he puts you down, you still don’t let go, and he chuckles under his breath, but he holds you until you’re ready to let go.

“How are the babies?” you ask him.

“Oh, they’re good,” he nods, and he takes your hand, guides you over to the monitors perched on the coffee table. “They’re asleep. Went down pretty easy.”

“Did they ask about me?” You ask, leaning down to caressing Leo’s face on the screen.

“C’mon, you know they did,” Matthew smiles. “I told them that you were at work but you love them and you’d see them first thing in the morning.”

Your fingertips trace Amelia’s face, and then slowly over Rhiannon’s and it makes you so very sad. Heavy weight on your shoulders, deep in your chest, sad. When you get home late and it’s pitch dark, bedtime has come and gone. The day has come and gone. And the guilt absolutely eats you alive.

Matthew rubs your back, running the heel of his hand up your spine, “Have you eaten?”

You sigh, “Not since lunch,” shaking your head, standing up straight.

“Oh god, babe, let me make you something.”

You release a sharp breath from your nose and instantly rest your forehead on his shoulder.

You are so tired.

“Hm?” he hums, holding you tight.

You give nothing more than a nod, but that’ll do.

“Yeah?” he whispers. ���Okay, let’s go upstairs.”

He follows behind you with your stuff up and you close the door behind him, officially lock the house up for the night. Walking towards the stairs, you take a look around and comment, “It’s clean as hell in here.”

He laughs, “Well, thank you for noticing. Shout out to your kids for taking some good naps today so I could actually get some of their shit picked up.”

You give him a dry laugh. It would’ve been louder but you just simply lack the energy.

“Oh, baby, you’re tired,” he kisses your cheek. “Go ahead,” he nods towards the stairs. “I’ve got your food. Go lay down, mama.”

And you really don’t need to be told twice. So you give him a gentle kiss, a quiet, “Thank you,” and you drag yourself up the stairs. You hop in the shower with the pure intention of making it quick, but you take a seat on the floor, letting the water run over your body for much longer than you mean to. Still a bit damp, you throw on Matthew’s shirt and crawl into your bed on all fours, collapsing on the mattress when you reach your designated side. Snuggling into your pillow, you moan under your breath, the relief and comfort washing over you all at once.

Matthew steps into the room, quietly closing the door behind him. And with him is a small plate topped with a sub sandwich and a side of chips. “Is this okay, baby?”

You roll over to take a look, at the sandwich done up with your favorite meats and cheese, the chips you go to when you need a snack. And it is so obvious that someone who knows you and loves you put it together. “Yes, my love,” you smile. “Yes, it’s perfect. Thank you.” You take the plate from him and set it on your nightstand.

“You sure?” he asks as he crawls in beside you, plops down on the bed. “I packed you the same thing for lunch tomorrow, but if you’d prefer something else, I can do that for you.”

You look up at him, run your finger over his collarbone, hook it onto the collar of his shirt. You go to speak, but you lose your train of thought as you touch his hair and his chin, “…take your pants off.”

And you swear, he nearlys goes - what? - but he catches himself. He shuts himself up very quickly and nods, no questions asked. He slides his pants over his hips and down his legs, his briefs flying off the edge right along with them.

You push your panties down, kick them off like it’s what they were meant for all along. As you climb on top of Matthew, his breath catches in his chest and he moans at the soft touch of your lips on his. His arms take you in out of instinct, his hands work their way up your waist and grope your boobs. You hum, holding his face in your hands as you grind your hips on him, feel his cock come alive between your legs.

The warmth of it all has him struggling to keep sane, with him constantly groaning against your lips, digging his nails into your thighs.

“Wait, wait,” he huffs, pushing your hair out of your face. “Don’t…don’t you wanna eat first?”

“Mm-mm,” You shake your head, arch your back and tangle your hands in his hair, “After.”

He nods and opens his mouth just a bit so your tongue can slide between his lips. Your mouths gets slimy and slippery but the two of you cannot stop. You only part so you can spit into your own palm, which you proceed to rub over your pussy. Matthew watches you in astonishment, his eyes glistening as you purr and touch yourself so close to his cock. When you notice, you give him a slutty smile, bite down on your lip and it almost kills him.

He pulls you in for another kiss. This one, longer. Dirtier, all consuming. You grab onto his rock hard cock, covering him in your saliva, feeling him twitch in your palm. His breath shudders and he buckles underneath you, looking up at you with hooded and heavy eyes. You press your nose into his, aligning his cock so that you sink onto it just right.

The small whine you let out is eclipsed by his deep, “Oh!” and he quiets down, muttering, “Fuck…”

You brace yourself on his shoulders, your foreheads pressed together as you move yourself up and down. Slow at first, but then Matthew rests his head on the headboard, his jaw dropped and his forehead beading with sweat and he mumbles, “Oh my god…”

“Yeah?” you moan, caressing his face, and your hips pick up in speed. In intensity, landing on him with a loud, wet thump each time.

“Oh, fuck yes, baby,” he whimpers. “Come here,” he pulls you in by the back of your neck, kissing you with his other hand planted firmly on your ass.

You run your hands down his biceps, squeezing them as you whine from the back of your throat. Your body loses energy but can’t stop bouncing on him, grinding your clit into his tummy. Your breath is shaky, but strong enough to grow in volume, your jaw dropping against Matthew’s mouth as you release your incessant moans. He puts his open mouth on your neck, his tongue on your skin and you gasp, dropping your hips on him, “Fuck!”

“Mm…” he hums, taking a quick bite of your neck, “Oh god, I love you. I fucking love you.”

And instead of saying it back, you just wrap your arms around his shoulders, squeeze him in a hug. He knows.

You grind your teeth together but it’s not enough to keep you quiet. You cry out directly in his ear and claw at the headboard, the motion in your hips becoming careless and sloppy. But, oh, so perfect. Your eyes roll back as you sit up straight, his eyes trained on you and only you.

“You gonna come?” he whispers.

You nod, “I’m gonna come.”

“Yeah?”

“Yeah, I’m…f-fuck…” your eyes cross over one another and you focus all your energy on stimulating your clit, letting yourself get there.

“Fuck!” you shout. “Fu…Matthew…” you moan.

“What is it, baby?” he holds your waist. “Hm?”

You respond with a loud and sudden gasp, followed by a breathy groan that echoes off the walls. Matthew can practically feel the vibration and he can feel your thighs tight around his waist and your pussy tightening around his cock. You stutter and you mumble until it’s nothing more than his name coming out on constant and whiny loop.

“Matthew-“ you choke out. “F-fuck…” until you lose your breath. “Matthew. Oh god, Matthew. Matthew, Matthew…”

“I know, I know,” he whispers, tapping his finger to his lips, “Shhh, shhh, shhh…”

“Matth-mm…” he shuts you up with a kiss and your entire body tenses on contact. He mushes his face into yours but still, you will not stop. You will not shut up because it’s not possible. So he keeps his mouth on yours. He swallows every noise you make and muffles his own against your lips. His arms engulf your waist and you bury your face in his neck, helpless moans bursting from the back of your throat.

“Okay, okay…” he murmurs. “Shhh…just let it out for me, baby…c’mon…”

You gasp as you come down on his cock, your body weakening by the second, your arms draped over his shoulders. You lick his neck and he groans, “Shit.”

You grip onto him. Tighter, and even tighter, working your hips until you come with a long and loud groan, which would’ve been much louder if Matthew wasn’t holding the back of your head, pushing your face into his neck. You fall limp against him, grinding yourself on his lap to ride the wave.

“Oh, that’s my girl,” he purrs, peppering kisses on your shoulder.

You shudder and let out a small squeak, overstimulated as he starts to lift his hips, push his cock into you. “O-oh, fuck,” he stutters.

You hold his face, run your hands down his chest and watch his belly flex as he angles himself inside of you. You can hardly keep yourself up, keep your eyes open, but when he very suddenly chokes out a moan and lifts you off his cock, you gasp, “Oof!” and he shoots all over his stomach. He just didn’t want to make a mess on you. Or, in you. It’s been such a long day.

He trembles, his face twisted up as he finishes all over himself. And his muscles relax into this content smile, which widens once he gets a good look at you.

“Fuck…” he exhales, gives you a light slap on the cheek, “You’re loud, woman.”

You chuckle, covering your mouth, “And this is news to you?”

“Oh, no,” he shakes his head, laughing, “Definitely not.”

You lean down and catch him in a kiss. This one, gentle. Slow. Sweet. He pecks at your lips and promptly pats your ass, “Let me go get cleaned up, mama.”

You nod and roll right off of him, landing face first into your pillow. You feel the bed shift as he stands, but cannot muster the energy to watch him walk away. He returns to find you in the same position and because you are too lazy to look up, you don’t see it coming when he slaps your ass.

“Ow!” you shout and now you look at him.

“You still have to eat,” he grins, placing himself back in bed.

You bury your face in the pillow, whining, “But I’m so tired.”

“Doesn’t matter,” he reaches over you and grabs the plate from your nightstand. “You still gotta eat. C’mon, c’mon.”

You groan and roll over, sitting up to lay in the crook of his arm. He sets the plate in your lap and picks up a chip, holding it to your lips. You sigh and take it in your mouth, chewing it with your eyes half closed.

“Sandwich, too,” he holds it up for you.

You open your mouth to take a small bite and he pulls it away, “No, you can open your mouth wider than that, we both know it.”

You gasp and swat his arm, making him throw his head back and cackle. And just as you go to take a Matthew-approved sized bite, there’s a tired cry from the baby monitor and you both pause. Go absolutely silent. Still. You don’t breathe. Not until Rhiannon rolls over in her crib, grabs her lovey and goes right back to sleep. Then, and only then, do the two of you relax again.

“Phew,” Matthew says. “Okay, sandwich now.”

You roll your eyes at him and finally, you take a bite.

You fall asleep on his chest, but you wake up alone. You roll over to check the time, finding empty beds on every monitor and you grumble to yourself.

Just outside the door, Matthew is walking down the hall with Rhiannon in his arms, Leo holding his hand and Amelia at his side. The plan was, as always, to get them downstairs for breakfast. The plan, as always, does not go the way it should.

“Daddy?” Leo calls. “Where’s mommy?”

“That’s your favorite question, isn’t it?” Matthew laughs.

“Is she at our house?”

“Yeah, she’s sleeping, buddy. She had a long day at work yesterday.”

“But I want mommy.” Leo whines.

“Well, we don’t wanna wake her up. We gotta let her rest.”

“What if we just go look at mommy but we don’t wake her up?” Always, always Amelia with the bright and clever ideas.

Matthew purses his lips as they approach your bedroom door, “You guys have to be quiet, okay? Promise?”

The two of them nod, and they’ve got those satisfied grins on their face only reserved for when they get their way. Matthew quietly opens the door and they find you laid out on your stomach, your head facing the other direction.

“Mommy’s sleeping?” Leo asks.

“Yeah, buddy, I told you. She’s tired, but she’ll be up soon.”

“But-but-but-but…” he stammers. “Can we just give her a kiss?”

This question is what wakes you.

Matthew sighs and glances at your still frame, back down to Leo, “You can give her a kiss, but be gentle.”

He helps the two of them onto the bed and you feel the weight of them landing on the mattress, crawling over to you. You’re trying your best not to laugh, but you cannot keep yourself from smiling. Leo kneels at your side and just as he promised, very carefully and quietly kisses the top of your head. You poke your bottom lip out, melting from the act of love. Amelia places a soft kiss on your shoulder and you just. Can’t even.

“Who’s that kissing me?” you speak suddenly, reaching around to grab Leo’s leg, which makes him scream in excitement. “Who is that? Who is this?” you grab onto Amelia and she squeals.

You flop over and they burst into laughter, Leo instantly falling onto your chest. It knocks the air out of you but in the very best way possible. Amelia piles on top of him and you free yourself just enough to reveal your face to Rhiannon who kicks her feet once the realization hits. Matthew sets her on the bed, grinning like a mad man at the sight of you all. Rhiannon finds herself in the middle of a tight, tight, tight hug.

You kiss their heads, “Oh, hi, my babies,” you laugh. “Hello, hello, hello.”

“Um, mommy?” Amelia calls.

“Yes, my love?”

“Did you have to stay at work when it was nighttime?”

“Yeah, baby, I did. I know it’s hard when mommy works for so long, but I’m back now and I’m just so excited to see you!” you squeal, “Mwah!” and place another kiss on her forehead.

“Hey, do you think you guys can go help daddy with breakfast while mommy gets dressed?”

They nod and you whisper, “Thank youuu,” embracing them one last time.

Matthew smiles at you as they leave the room, and with a good orgasm, a good meal and a good night’s rest in your system, you hop right out of bed. You brush your teeth, change your clothes, fix your hair, until you have the perfect I’m-not-leaving-this-house-today look.

You step out of the bathroom and gasp as you see Matthew rushing towards you. Before you can react, he’s backing you against the wall and putting his mouth on yours, wide open, starving, with his hands gripping at your waist.

“Mm…” you hum when he suddenly pulls away. You giggle, shoving his chest, “Freak.”

He cackles and kisses you again. Again. Once more. Last one. He picks up your hand, places one single kiss on your knuckles, “C’mon, sexy lady, let’s go have some breakfast.”

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[discotitsposts]

my little secret

reader x mgg

she/her pronouns used (but you can imagine whatever you want)

reader has a secret tumblr account where she writes fanfiction about her husband

mature themes.

Matthew Gray Gubler walks around his house. Looking for his wife. She was nowhere to be found. He knocks on her office door. He knows she may not hear because sometimes she plays music loudly in her headphones so he opens the door and steps in. He sees her bopping her head to whatever song she may be playing and typing rapidly. He smiles at the sight.

Since the door to the office was behind her, she doesn’t see him creep up behind her. Perfect opportunity for a spooky scare. He’s about to scare her when he notices what she’s doing on her computer.

She’s on Tumblr. Typing up what looks to be a long story? He knows she’s an author but wow. Her fingers move extra fast over the keyboard and he senses inspiration was hitting her over and over.

Then he sees what she’s writing. A few lines stick out to him.

“He slipped his length inside of her slowly.”

“Her dripping heat.”

“She moans out, ‘Spencer’ and grips the blankets.”

She’s writing a smut story on Tumblr with a character named Spencer? Out of the ordinary. He thinks. She’s stopped typing to think for a second. Now or never. He thinks.

“Boo!” He yells and touches her shoulders. She screams so loud and frantically tries to hide what she was writing. She clicks save on the draft and closes the page.

“Whatcha writing.” He smirks knowing full well what she was doing.

“What..N..Nothing.” She stammers and stands up. “I’m gonna get a snack. Want anything.”

Matthew looks at the empty chair and sits down and opens Tumblr to see what she had written.

She screams, “NOO!! Don’t look at that.”

He laughs while going onto her blog. It’s a Spencer Reid fan account. She had revealed little details like her name and favorite music, but hadn’t notified her followers of her marriage to a certain man. She had also written fanfiction about Spencer that was, accurate, in terms of the size of a certain body part.

He clicks on a post with his name in it. It reads, Do you guys think Matthew Gray Gubler brushes his teeth in the shower?

“Hey, that was ONE time!” He says out loud.

She scoffs, “Twice, actually.”

Another one, a photo of his lap zoomed in on the crotch with the caption, “His wife must be happy.”

“She is.” He says out loud. She is absolutely mortified at his findings.

He keeps reading. Spencer, Spencer, Himself, Spencer.

“So you love Spencer more than you love me?” He jokingly pouts.

“Yeah I’m planning on leaving you for Spencer Reid. We’re running away together tonight.” She jokes back.

“I won’t let you!” He dramatically stands up and grabs her. They both hear a loud cry from upstairs.

“Someone’s hungry.” She says and leaves to the kitchen to get her baby’s bottle. Matthew goes upstairs to comfort their daughter. When his wife comes upstairs, the sight is so beautiful it should be framed.

Matthew’s in the rocking chair in the nursery holding his daughter and gently cradling her while she’s fussing. He’s whispering a poem to her. He sees his wife walk in and she hands him the bottle.

“There you go baby, see, you were just hungry sweetie.” He speaks in a voice sweeter than honey. He smiles down at her. When she falls asleep in his arms he brings her back to the crib and lays her down. Meanwhile, his wife puts on a relaxation cd that has lullabies, soft sounds and ocean waves. They exit the room quietly.

“Back to Tumblr I presume.” He smiles. “I thought you were supposed to be working on your next book.”

“I am, it’s just something on the side to keep my skills fresh.” She replies.

“Does the publishing company know about this ‘extracurricular activity’ of yours?” He takes her arm and they walk back to the office together.

“No, like I said it’s just something fun. Testing the waters.” She slips back into her chair and opens Tumblr again.

Matthew comes up right behind her and whispers in her ear. “I’m never letting you live this down.” He runs away but she grabs the water gun on her desk and chases him with it.

the end (they lived happily ever after)

just a silly little story

this man deserves a child i had to include him w a baby

@whoisspence this is one of the fics i was talking abt

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[matthew-gray-gubler-lover]

Matthew Gray Gubler as a girl dad.

Pure Fluff.

Matthew offered to take care of the girls tonight while you took a Bath after he helped you clean up from dinner.

Matthew taking care of your daughters really isn't anything any different. He loves being Dad. But tonight, you seem exceptionally tired. So, he has offered to take care of them so that you could go take a much-deserved nice hot bath and lay in bed and relax.

" I will help you load the dishwasher and then I am going to go play with our daughters. And then maybe we could all watch a movie together if you'd like. If not, then I can just come to bed and gently get under the cover so as to not disturb you." Matthew offered.

" I think watching a movie together would be nice." You told him with a yawn, placing another plate into the dishwasher right next to your husband.

Matthew smiled as he pushed in the dishwasher rack. He could see the smile reflecting back off of the inside of the stainless-steel dishwasher door.

 He grabbed some dishwasher detergent and put it in before closing the dishwasher and turning it on

" Fresh dishes by morning." He said with a smile, before kissing you gently on the lips.

" Now  I will go draw your bath and get the bathroom already for you so that you can relax, and I'll take care of the girls, OK? "

 That sounds great, but Are you sure it's not too much work for you? Now you already have two daughters that help take care of. You really need to take care of your wife too?.

 "Nonsense. I love all three of you, and you all deserve to be spoiled. Now I'm going to go get your bath made-up for you" Was the last thing he said before exiting the kitchen and heading upstairs to fill up the tub and get your nice hot bath all prepared for you.

While Matthew was doing that, you decided to put on a load of laundry. Fresh dishes and fresh laundry by morning would be great. After that, you went upstairs and grabbed your bathrobe. So that you could wash the clothes that you were already wearing today. And headed back to the washer before turning it on.

When you come back from the utility room, you see Matthew standing there with his hand out.

"The bathroom is all set up for you, my lady." he tells you before taking you gently by the hand and walking you upstairs opening the bathroom door Helping you inside. The room is slightly steamy from the nice hot water that he's filled the tub with and smells like vanilla from the bubble bath that he has added to the nice hot water. A much better smell than that of downstairs. It smells like chicken Nuggets from your daughters Dinner.

Completely covering up the roasted chicken smell that you and your husband had.

This steamy, vanilla scented room is lit dimly only by the flickering candlelight from the many candles that Matthew has lit for you.

Matthew comes up behind you and removes your bathrobe gently down your arms Before fully pulling it off and folding it up, putting it on top of the counter.

"This will be here waiting for you when you get out. I also have a set of pajamas over here that I picked out for you. I think they'll be nice and comfy for when we watched the movie. I also have some light music to play for you. I want you to Fully relax." Matthew tells you.

"now I'm going to go get the girls and we're going to go play for a little bit and then we'll all get ready for the movie. But you get your bath first" Matthew told you before giving you another kiss on the lips.

"ok" you answered.

Matthew exited the bathroom Closing the door gently behind him.

You lay your head back on the Bath pillow as you slid down into the nice hot water a little bit deeper. Allowing the relaxation to completely overtake your body.

 You began remembering how happy Matthew was when he first found out that you were pregnant.

" Pregnant. Really. You're pregnant? Oh my God. This is really happening. We actually made a baby. We made a baby. You and me. This is my life's dream come true. I'm gonna be a dad. Oh my God." Matthew said with tears streaming down his face before he got on his knees and began kissing Your Stomach.

" Yeah, we did it. We made a baby." You answered him, so happy to see him, as happy as he is.

" I hope it's a girl. I'll be happy no matter what it is, but I hope that it's a girl. I'd love to be a girl, Dad." Matthew told you, before standing back up and holding his hand on your stomach.

He read all of the parenting books, all of the pregnancy books. He was there for you from beginning to end, through all of your food cravings, The morning sickness, the rapid mood swings. The heightened sex drive. that would sometimes require you to have him in bed up to 10 times a day, not that Matthew would ever complain about it. He would Do anything to make you happy.

Matthew went down the hall to your daughter's room. Hi, Madison. Hi, Kimberly. Guess what? We're going to have some daddy daughter time while mommy takes a bath, and then we're going watch some movies together. How's that sound?

the two little girls shrieked with happiness. They loved their daddy. And we're definitely Daddy's girls from the time they were conceived. Every time they would kick and fuss inside of your stomach, Matthew could always calm them down.

"So what would you like to play?" He asked. With A voice that he always uses with his little girls. It's a voice that's filled with joy and happiness.

"Tea party!" they both shrieked out, happily jumping up and down, knowing that their daddy would do anything for them. 

"A tea party? That sounds like fun, What kind of tea we having? Herbal, green tea, Earl Grey?" 

"Earl Grey" Madison said. The little 5-year-old running to go get her Princess dress. Her three-year old sister not far behind her.

They come back with their little Princess dresses, eyeshadow, lipstick, nail Polish, hair, bows, the works.

"What does all this for?" Matthew asks happily with a smile That almost takes up his entire face.

"If we're going to have a tea party, you have to look pretty said Madison.

"I thought I already was pretty. I mean, your mom tells me every day that I'm pretty." 

"Not pretty enough for a tea party" Little Kimberly added. At least that's what Matthew thinks she's saying.

"OK then go ahead, pretty me up". Matthew says, putting his hands up on the little Table that he and his daughters were going to have their tea party on. Little Madison put hot pink nail Polish on Matthew's nails. While Kimberly put little Barrettes that had bows and flowers on them.

"Now let them dry". Madison told him, blowing slightly on Matthew's drying nails. "Now I have to do your makeup."

It was bad enough that Madison already put nail Polish all over Matthew's fingers. After all, she's only 5. How good of a job could she do? Kimberly already has his hair full of breath. What more were they going to do to their poor dad?

"Well, while all this is happening, we still have to come up with two movies to watch tonight. OK, Mom is going to be done with her bath sometime soon, and we have to get ready for movies. I don't know how much more time we have for a tea party"

A little while later, your water starts becoming cold and you feel bad for Matthew. You can't even imagine what hit your daughters are doing to him. You know, he would let them do anything that they wanted. I slowly take yourself out of the tub before drawing off with the nice soft towel that Matthew left for you. And putting on the lavender pajamas with cats on them that he set out for you.

You exit the bathroom and walk down the hall. You immediately hear laughter coming from your husband and your two daughters.

Quietly lean your head in, looking in the room. Before fully standing in the doorway. You can't believe what you're seeing. Your two daughters dressed up in their fancy little Princess outfits. And your poor husband sitting in the tiny pink chair. At the tiny little pink table that's covered in Tea Party. Matthew with his hair full of little crazy barrettes. Clip on drop earrings coming from his ears. A purple boa wrapped around his neck. Wrists littered with bracelets. The whole look completed by a pink tiara.

 But Matthew truly could not look happier. Drinking the fake tea from the pink cup. Nail Polish covered pinky sticking out as he tells little Madison how delicious her tea is.

You couldn't help but smile watching Matthew play with his two little girls. And you know that what is happening right now is exactly what he was hoping for the second he found out you were pregnant. The laughter coming from the room was contagious as you had to put your hand over your mouth to cover the laughs that were coming out. OH, how you wish that you had Spencer Reid's memory right now so that you would never forget this.

Or at least had your video camera. You stand there for a little while watching the three of them playing and having So much fun before little Kimberly sees you. "Mommy" she shouts out, running over to you and hugging onto your leg.

Matthew turns around and then you can see the lipstick, the eyeshadow. Oh my gosh, this is so adorable yet sad At the same time that their daughters didn't think that their father was pretty enough. You rub the little girl's head with your hand, her thick, unruly locks that she got from her father, just like her big sister.

"Wow, Look at what you did to Daddy. You look beautiful, Matthew. Really, really beautiful."

"I had a makeover" he said, holding his hands up next to his face to show off the entire transformation.

"I can see that. Wow. Look at you. We might have two little beauticians here, huh?"

"You really think so?" Madison asked, beaming with pride.

"Maybe you might have to tone down on the Rouge a little bit though."

"How about we let Daddy go take a shower and wash off his makeover before we get into bed and watch the movies, huh? I think Daddy needs that. What about you?"

"OK" both little girls said together.

"Did you two pick out any movies?" you asked

"Yes, I wanna watch Booty and the Beast". Kimberly said.

"Its beauty and the beast, honey, not booty."

"Isn't that what I said?"  the little 3-year-old looked up at you with her big brown eyes that she also got from her daddy.

"No, but I knew where you were going with it, so OK, And what about you, Maddie? Which one did you pick?"

"I Want to watch The Little Mermaid. so I can sing part of your world with daddy."

"OK, well, again, let's go let Daddy take his shower, OK?"

Matthew gets up his bare feet Walking across the thick pink carpet of his daughter's bedroom.

"You like my makeover?" He asks with a smile.

"Yes, I do, but I really think that you need to go wash off some of the makeover."

"Should I make some popcorn to watch the movie?" you ask.

"Ohh definitely. We can't have movie night without popcorn in my right my little ladies?". Matthew asks his daughters.

You get the popcorn ready and then go back upstairs and put your two already bathed little girls into the pajamas that match the movies that they picked.

Madisons had Ariel on them while Kimberleys head bell on them.

All three of you get into bed and wait for Matthew. Who arrived a short time later with a freshly clean face.

"Now there's the man I know and love. Welcome back".

"Happy to be back. Yep. Still kind of sad that my makeover had to go away, but at least I still have my nail Polish" he said, Holding his hands up, wiggling his fingers.

The four of you had so much fun laying in your king size bed together, watching the two movies that your daughters picked out a absolutely perfect ending to the day. You and your daughters falling asleep, leaving Matthew to watch the rest of The Little Mermaid by himself. After all four of you sang part of your world together.

Matthew looked over at you, and your two daughters sound asleep. And he couldn't be happier. This is the life that he always dreamed of. After watching the rest of the movie, he turned off the TV and slid down into bed to fall asleep next to the three beautiful women in his life.

"I love you all" he whispered before closing his eyes.

#Matthew gray Gubler #mgg #mgg fluff #mgg fanfiction #mgg imagine #mgg x reader #matthew gray gubler fluff

[wrenreid]

Just Acting

mature content in this story, 18+ advised.

Chapter One:

"Y/n Y/l/n," you answer your phone.

"Hey, Y/n this is Jeff Davis. I'm calling to tell you about your part as Delilah on the show."

Oh no, you think. This is the part where I'm kicked off. Maybe it just wasn't working out for them, or they didn't feel like paying me a few times a month.

"Well..."

Oh, just get on with it.

"I'm so glad to inform you that we want you to be a series regular,” the voice on the other end exclaims.

"What? Really?! This is amazing. Thank you!!"

A smile bigger than your entire face spreads on your lips. You're going to be a true character on Criminal Minds. Your heart pounds a million miles a minute.

Ever since that phone call a few months ago, you've been even more uptight about work. This was your biggest project ever, and you couldn't mess this up. Especially since you're still trying to prove to your father that this was a good idea. He wanted you to get “a real job” as he put it. You've been trying to show him that acting is a real job, and you make more money than you would as a teacher or whatever he wanted you to become.

You started acting during university, and ended up finishing the remanding two years online so you could work on more films. That pissed your father off so much.

You'd landed a role in New York in a short film, it didn't pay much, but it was really exciting. It made you even more interested acting, and you started to audition for more and more roles. Obviously, you were turned down quite a bit, but you finally landed a fairly good part in a tv show. The show only ran for two seasons, but that was a total of 9 months of going on set five times a week.

You'd landed some more small roles, and then your agent found you the audition of a lifetime. It was for one of your favorite shows, Criminal Minds. The role was minor: a young woman who was the daughter of a high powered business man who got kidnapped. Your character was 26, and good thing you have a young face because you were 32 at the time.

Delilah was only supposed to be on screen for two episodes, but they ended up bringing her back a few times throughout the end of season 15.

You thought you were done with the show for forever, so clearly you were shocked and delightfully thrilled when you got the news you were returning for season 16.

You remember your first day on set, a bundle of nerves and excitement. Everyone was so nice. All except one person. He wasn't necessarily rude, but the vibe he gave off was that of a conceited and immature teenager.

And you weren't really wrong with that first impression. Matthew Gray Gubler, one of America's favorite actors, but your least favorite coworker. He was just an assholish guy who acted like a child most of the time. You really only could tolerate him as Spencer Reid.

You sit in your trailer, going over your lines for the next scene of episode 8. By this time, Spencer has become sort of a safe space for Delilah to confined in after her father's murder. You've filmed her work scenes, she works as a business woman and is trying to handle all the work loads her father left behind.

Suddenly, your trailer door bursts open and there stumbles in Matthew.

"You know knocking would be nice,” you say, looking up from the script with annoyance in your voice.

He leans over and knocks on the door.

You roll your eyes. "Doesn't work when you already barged in."

Matthew ignores your snarky remark. "Whatcha doing?"

"Going over my lines. You know, like one does before a scene."

"All my lines are up here," he taps on his head with his pointer finger.

"You say that until you mess them up at least four times a day."

"That hurts, Y/n, that hurts." Matthew holds his chest dramatically.

"What do you want, Gubler?"

"Ooh last names, someone's cranky." He plops down on the couch beside you.

"I'm not cranky, just annoyed by your presence," you shoot him a fake smile.

"Uh rude. Are you going to the dinner this weekend?" He asks, leaning on the armchair of the couch.

Well I was invited wasn't I? You want to say, but you don't. "Yeah. I'm assuming you'll be there."

"Yep. Oh and by the way, they needed you down there 5 minutes ago."

"What? Shit,” slight panic runs through your body as you stand up.

He chuckles, a smug look on his face.

"You're the worst," you throw your script at him and rush out of your trailer.

You apologize for being late, which sucks because you've been trying so hard to always be early so that you can make good impressions. This jobs means a lot to you.

After marking your scene, shooting it, and  reshooting it about 3 times for other camera angles and other versions of it, you're finally done for the day.

It's only 5pm by the time you get back to your trailer to grab your things. You're already changed out of Delilah's clothes and back into Y/n's usual jeans and sweater: the lazy set clothes.

You take a cab home to your 'lovely' and stupidly expensive LA apartment. It's not horrible, but you're definitely paying too much for the amount of space you have.

After changing into pj bottoms and a plain white t shirt, you curl up on the couch and fall asleep watching reruns of Friends.

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[alyswritings]

Hii, can I request a Matthew gray GUBLER x daughter!reader (about 16/17 years old) who’s throws up in the middle of the night and Matthew just taking care of her <3 (no emetophobia or anything she’s just sick)

Matthew wakes up when he hears noises coming from the bathroom that's just a couple of doors down. His face scrunches up as he listens, soon recognizing the sound.

Matthew gets out of bed and trudges down the hall, rubbing his eyes out of sleepiness. He reaches the bathroom, seeing his daughter hunched over the toilet and emptying her stomach's contents.

"Oh, baby." Matthew sympathetically sighs. He walks over and crouches next to her. He carefully pulls her hair back, holding it out of her face. "It's okay. Let it out. Just let it out."

Soon enough, Y/N feels like she got it all out of her system, but doesn't move just for caution.

"I didn't wanna wake you up." She says quietly.

"You can always wake me up, sweetie. You know that." Matthew says.

"But you have to work." Y/N says.

"You're more important than a job, Y/N." He tells her. "You think you can make it back to your room?"

"Mm-hmm." She lightly nods.

"Okay." He whispers, standing up. He flushes the toilet and then helps her up and leads her to her room, helping her get in bed. He tucks her in, grabbing the bag out of her trash can and putting the bucket next to her.

"I'll go get you some ginger ale and crackers, alright?" Matthew says, pushing her hair out of her face. Y/N nods and Matthew kisses her on the forehead before walking out.

He returns after a few minutes, a can of ginger ale that has a straw in it and a box of crackers.

"Here you go." He puts the stuff on her nightstand.

"Can you stay?" Y/N quietly asks.

"Yeah. Yeah, of course, honey." Matthew says. He puts her favorite movie on before sitting on her bed next to her. Y/N turns around, cuddling into his side and Matthew keeps an arm around her, kissing her on the head.

#matthew gray gubler #matthew gray gubler blurb #mgg #mgg blurb

[rpgadverts]

Wanted on Sideways

a real life 21+ public jcink rp set in Aspen Colorado

Are we out of the woods yet? - normal sweet 'girl next door' type wanted for a marriage plot for Seb Stan (30+, Danielle Campbell/Lucy Hale vibes). She needs to get married because she is pregnant. Her brother happens to know a guy, enter Seb who is willing to do her a favor and marry her and inevitably lead people to believe the baby is his! they know nothing about each other which is where the drama and chaos will be born! this will be lots of fun as they learn about each other! His mom, daughter, and frenemy are on site for her to connect with!

Not all that shimmers is gold - looking for Matthew Gray Gubler as the lovable nerdy professor in an angsty sibling relationship with Chris Evans (expect lots of fun and entertaining fighting between them!) This role - this family plot is a highly wanted plot for Chris Evans. Very much wanted to play out this family dynamic, to play out their fights, and see what can come from it all and see if they can ever get onto a page where they do all get along. Sister, brother in law, and mother are all on site!

Friends in Low Places - Chris Hemsworth/Tom Hardy/Tom Hiddleston/open wanted for a group of rowdy and rambunctious fellas (Chris Evans, Jensen Ackles, and Andrew Garfield) who have never fully grown up from their high school antics days - blue collar salt of the Earth type guys who never turn down a cold one or hanging out with their buddies. Expect lots of fun shenanigan posts, plotting, and group posts!

current boyfriend - dylan o'brien/open wanted as current boyfriend for Zendaya. he is a super good chill guy with patience for days when it comes to her ability to fly off the handle and start/pick fights fast. they have some highs and lows and where it goes neither of them know!

friend group - group of easy going, non famous/run of the mill friends for Zendaya; open fc - (Florence Pugh suggested)

these are my people - super fun and chill group of not famous 23-24 y/o girlfriends for Gracie Phillips. Halle Bailey, Sabrina Carpenter, Jenna Ortega suggested as fc but open. 

#jcink #rp #wanted ad #city rp #original rp

[amberjazmyn]

matthew gray gubler one-shot

𝓲𝓶𝓪𝓰𝓲𝓷𝓮 - happy birthday dad! 𝔀𝓪𝓻𝓷𝓲𝓷𝓰𝓼 - dad x matthew, an emotional reunion between father and daughter, happy tears 𝓭𝓮𝓼𝓬𝓻𝓲𝓹𝓽𝓲𝓸𝓷 - matthew gray gubler's eldest daughter, elouise gubler had been away at college in australia for the last three years when she was seventeen and she was now twenty. and, she had come up with the best birthday present for her dad, surprising him on set for criminal minds. however, to do that, she told no one except for her mum and aunty/godmother paget that she was coming home to surprise her dad on set 𝓪𝓾𝓽𝓱𝓸𝓻'𝓼 𝓷𝓸𝓽𝓮 - this is the second time i've written this and decided i needed to write an mgg version so here it is, don't @ me! the one-shot will be written in lowercase and if there is any, the flashbacks will be written in italics.

masterlist - - -

twenty-four(ish) 𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐬 𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐞𝐫 | 9 march 2017

elouise gubler tearfully sniffled in an emotion she wasn't sure was joy, relief or sadness. joy, because she was finally able to get on that goddamn three-hour delayed qantas flight back home to her home country of the united states of america, to los angeles from brisbane, australia during a three month break before she'd have to return back to brisbane for her graduation at the university of brisbane. relief, because she was able to spend her father's birthday with him on set for criminal minds since they had reunited at what was the end of her second year at the university of brisbane in 2016 and the cast of criminal minds were finally filming their new season again which would fall on her dad's 37th birthday. and sadness because she had become so close to her roommates back at the university of brisbane that she felt awful that she was leaving to go back home the three months before graduation when some of them weren't able to simply because of money reasons or other reasons.however, the moment she finally sat herself and her friend down in their first-class seats in elouise's old oversized criminal minds hoodie that was for sure first given to her when she was just a wee toddler and white flared jeans and fluffy slides. she sighed in relief, with a smidge of joy and a smidge of sadness as she rested her head against the side of the first class cabin she and her uni bestie purchased as both girls listened intently to the aeroplanes safety instructions even though they knew nothing bad was actually going to happen.

after all the safety instructions and usual announcements had been made, both girls settled back down in their seats, elouise reached for her wired earphones even though it wasn't totaly illegal for her to use her airpods, and plugged them into her iphone and immediately when into her spotify premium. pressing shuffle on her playlist aptly titled "pov; your dad plays dr spencer reid on tv and it's pretty fucking cool", let it be me by ray lamontagne and then blackbird by sarah darling and other songs that reminded elouise of her family back home in america played in her earphones. whilst those songs would always make her cry (and absolutely, positively did on this flight) it also made her smile and be (somewhat) extremely grateful that the flight, although it was delayed by three hours, was twentyish hours, maybe twelve on the non-stop qantas flight that she and her bestie were travelling on before the girls would be back home on american soil (even though los angeles wasn't exactly her hometown). the overly exhausted american girl seemed to fall asleep within minutes and it seemed to stay that way for the entire flight. even her fellow university of brisbane bestie, francesca lloyd, didn't want to disturb her twenty-year-old bestie as it seemed obvious from the tear stains on the gubler girl's face, the slightly distressed wrinkles and scrunched-up nose that it revealed to the flight attendants as well as francesca that this sleep was extremely needed. especially because she'd be surprising her dad on set of criminal minds for his birthday so, no one disturbed her until francesca had to when the plane finally landed back home in los angeles, usa.

elouise was in the deepest sleep, her earphones blasting taylor swift's ft. the chicks soon you'll get better when she felt herself being shaken awake. the girl jolted awake but softly fluttered her eyes open to see the prettiest female eyes, they were the blue eyes of her best friend, francesca. rushing to take out her earphones, francesca waited patiently for her bestie elouise to get herself together before speaking up. with the slightly exhausted smile from the blonde, francesca took that cue to speak up so, she did. 

"hey little miss sleepy, sorry to wake you up but the flight attendants were wanting me to let you know that we've finally arrived in los angeles, california..." francesca smiled at her bestie as that seemed to make elouise cry all over again 

francesca wasn't bothered by her bestie's emotional reaction since, it was quite normal for elouise to cry and, it was also clear to francesca that elouise had been waiting for the moment of hearing that she was finally home after being away from it for what had felt like an eternity. 

francesca let her bestie compose herself before elouise spoke up, "...we're home, franny?" elouise whimpered out as francesca sweetly smiled 

"yeah, we're home el. we touched down around ten/fifteen minutes ago, we are currently the last ones from first class to deboard but the flight attendants are still waiting to deboard business and economy classes so, the flight attendants said to me before waking you up that they aren't really in a rush to get us off but, you may wanna message either your mom or dad you have waiting on the other side for you..." francesca trailed off, not realising that whilst she, the brunette had her family waiting for her at baggage claim, elouise did not as the blonde smiled and giggled slightly through her tears 

"...i'm surprising my dad for his birthday on the set of criminal minds. it's my dad's 37th birthday today and he's celebrating it on set during filming for the newest season of criminal minds..." elouise giggled, smiling as she just imagined the reactions of her dad matthew and her sister and brothers, saffron, theodore and noah as well as her uncles and aunties

seeing elouise's smile at what francesca knew was her best friend's imaginings of how the gubler girl's family would react to the surprise made francesca smile even more. she knew from the second she met the tall, blonde, hazel-eyed girl during orientation week at the university of brisbane when they were both eighteen that it was elouise gubler, daughter of criminal minds actor matthew gray gubler and his wife, y.n gubler. 

"...so, if your surprising your dad and family, whose picking you up then?" francesca giggled as the two girls grabbed their carry-on luggage and awkwardly shimmied out of the plane so they could then leave and truly be back on solid ground, not a plane's ground after what felt like a whole day being in one 

"no one, franny, i've had my car in the parking garage the whole three years..." elouise trailed off as francesca's eyes widened, she had kept her car at the airport for a whole three years? that sounded slightly mortifying but, she respected the girl for having so much faith in the undercover parking at lax airport 

"...i was asking because i was being picked up by my parents and was curious if you needed a lift since i was going to end up changing quickly out of this outfit since, like you, i was also going to then travel to the criminal minds set to surprise my aunty, erica but i see you've already got your plan so, i'll see you maybe in the next few days since i know after tonight that the cast still have a couple more days of filming before they have some interviews about the new season..." francesca trailed off as elouise's eyes lit up in excitement as she suddenly got an idea

"...well, franny, since we're both going to the set, we could go together? we could meet your parents at baggage claim and then the two of us could take my car together to the set lot since i don't think your parents would be coming to visit erica, will they? besides, i'll be able to introduce you to my parents and properly introduce you to the rest of the cast?" elouise proposed and smiled after francesca shook her head at the question in regards to if francesca's parents were coming to visit erica as francesca's eyes lit up in excitement

"are you serious el?" francesca was in shock, she didn't want to mention it throughout the three years that she's known elouise but, franny was obsessed with criminal minds and had been since she was practically a baby because of her parents who were also criminal minds fans and also because of their familial connection with erica but the girl never had the chance to see her on set until literally today when her parents surprised her with the opportunity and written permission from erica as a graduation present 

"dead serious, franny. i can get you through with the pass i have and we can then go to one of the sound stages so we can watch them film afterwards as that's where i'll be after i surprise dad for his birthday," elouise smiled as francesca nearly screamed lax airport down as she wrapped her arms around her best friend 

"i'm actually going to cry, el, stop it! i love you so much el, thank you, thank you, thank you!" francesca nearly sobbed as elouise giggled, hugging her best friend back 

"don't need to thank me franny, besides, i knew you were a fan of criminal minds from the very day we met because babe, you weren't as slick as you thought you were," elouise giggled, shoving her best friend whose eyes widened but ignored it as they walked through the airport to find baggage claim to find the lloyd's. 

after the girls had reunited with mr patrick and mrs nancy lloyd, francesca's parents, and given them her luggage to take back home, elouise and francesca made their way back to elouise's car and were on their way to the criminal minds set lot so elouise could surprise her dad for his 37th birthday. 

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as the girls changed into their better outfits to celebrate mgg's birthday, elouise surprised her mom (who was still one of two who knew she was coming home) and introduced her to her best friend, francesca and told her that she had cheekily snuck her through security and onto the set and that she was staying with them for the surprise and viewing of the filming. y.n, elouise's mum, was ever so happy and honoured to meet francesca, finally, and was absolutely okay with the idea of the brunette staying with them for the filming and told erica messer, francesca's aunty, so she was aware. and once all that was cleared up, it was basically time for all the gubler and criminal minds kiddos to bombard the criminal minds set to surprise matthew with a birthday cake and a photo for his birthday. 

however, obviously, before the gubler and other criminal minds kids could surprise their dad and uncle, they themselves had to be surprised so they could then help an even bigger and better surprise than just their regular birthday cake and photo surprise for matthew. so, they were quickly surprised by their older sister and cousin and it was basically the sweetest thing in the world. 

"...do you guys have room for one more criminal minds kid?" elouise giggled as she walked into one of the trailers where the rest of the criminal minds kids were preparing to surprise their dad and uncle  screams and excitement erupted from the room as elouise quickly closed the door as the kids ran up to the twenty-year-old. all of them said that, of course, they had room for one more criminal minds kid even though elouise was technically no longer a kid. 

after elouise had told the criminal minds kids what her surprise was, they all agreed but, saffron, elouise's younger sister stepped forward and decided to see if she could add in something rather than the changed idea of elouise coming out with the cake but coming out whilst the photo with the cake was being taken. "...wait, wait, i have an even better idea!" saffron spoke up, taking the birthday cake that she had baked back from her older sister as elouise smiled, nodding her head 

"absolutely saffy, what is it love?" elouise smiled, excited to hear what the idea was as saffron smiled back 

"i think instead of you coming out with all of us and with you holding the cake, i'll still be the one to hold the cake but, how about when dad asks us to take a photo with the cake because we always do that, that's when you come out instead so you surprise him that way and see if he notices it on the big screens that no one's missing from the photo and all the criminal minds kids were in the picture?" saffron proposed as elouise stepped back in shock, but with a smile on her face 

"that's actually a much better idea than the original idea with me just coming out with you guys as i hold the cake. that's brilliant, saffy, we'll go with that idea, is that okay with everyone?" elouise smiled, proud of her sister's amazing idea as the younger gubler blushed as all the other criminal minds kiddos seemed to agree with saffron's idea 

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since all the kiddos had agreed with the latter decision of having elouise walk out during the photo, elouise waited just behind the director's camera as all the kids plus the birthday cake, carried out by the cake's baker, saffron, had already come onto the sound stage to sing happy birthday for matthew. 

so, after a couple of minutes, and getting the sign from her sister whilst holding the cake alongside their dad, elouise emerged from behind the director and his camera and just ever-so secretly and smoothly slid into the group family photo. sliding right on the other side of her dad, in between him and aj, saffron on the other side. and then, all they did was wait to see how long it took for matthew to realise who it was standing next to him for aj had quickly realised who had sneakily slid in between her and matthew but kept quiet almost immediately so as to not ruin the surprise. 

finally, after the photo had been taken, matthew turned to look over towards aj when he noticed his eldest daughter, elouise was standing right next to him and basically had been the entire time during the photo being taken. almost dropping the cake completely before skillfully, saffron had grabbed it without dropping it, matthew pulled his eldest daughter in for a hug and that was when paget, shemar, thomas, joe and kirsten who hadn't seemed to realise the person that had walked onto the sound stage during the photo was, in fact, their niece, elouise. 

matthew hugged elouise for what felt like the longest in history but it also felt like it was the shortest in history. finally, matthew pulled back from the hug as his eldest daughter just giggled, her hands resting on her dad's upper arms, near to his biceps as the criminal minds sound stage just blew up in cheers and applause from the cast and crew for the reunion that basically no one was told about, only mom and the criminal minds children. 

"how...what...what are you doing home, elouise?" matthew stammered out as he also gave his prop to shemar since he was closest as elouise giggled 

"oh, i didn't tell you i was coming home for your birthday? i thought i did!" elouise joked which caused matthew to jokingly push his eldest which caused the girl to cackle with laughter

elouise then moved to her uncles and aunties to give them hugs since it was clear they were just as surprised as matthew. well, maybe not aj and paget as much since she did quickly see her niece slip in but kept quiet and paget also was in on the secret surprise. 

after matthew had composed himself from the shock that was not just the birthday cake surprise from the other criminal minds kiddos but also the surprise of his eldest daughter who had been in brisbane, australia the last three years for university and had actually arrived home, he felt like he could be given back his prop again from shemar. 

hugging his daughter again, matthew spoke up, "you did not tell me you were coming home for my birthday! we all thought you were still in brisbane! what are you doing home?" matthew chuckled, wiping away a tear quickly as elouise giggled 

"i told mom and aunty paget that i was coming home... and i'm home because i have three months before i am required to go back for my graduation, if you've forgotten, my degree was exactly three years long and, it's been three years dad. i'm getting my degree in two months!" elouise teased her father, who looked betrayed that his wife y.n and paget, the godmother of his daughter knew about elouise's homecoming 

"jesus christ, it has been three years, because you're now twenty, holy crap!" matthew breathed out which caused so much more shock making the rest of the criminal minds cast and crew widen their eyes at how old they were as they all laughed and gasped in shock

"yep, i'm twenty dad. that's how time works, just like how you've turned 37 today!" elouise giggled as she recieved a cheeky slap from her dad which caused everyone else to giggle

*

after the fantastic day of filming of the new criminal minds season for the cast and crew, some video and photos from the day were taken but obviously not posted unless it was very obvious that it didn't reveal anything. elouise then finally posted for her dad's birthday, making people who obviously, were unaware of elouise's surprise not freak out thinking that the girl had forgotten to post or acknowledge her father's 37th birthday.

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elouisegubler happy birthday daddio, 37 looks good on you 🤍

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gublergram i still cannot believe you surprised me on set like that! 

elouisegubler gublergram well, you better because it happened dad and there were so many people recording it

yngubler i thought i'd have to yell at your father that you were next to him because he just wasn't looking until he eventually turned but my god, i was stressed that your dad was going to miss you completely 

elouisegubler yngubler that is hilarious i did notice for a split second that it looked like you'd need to yell at him but, thankfully he did turn around 

pagetpagetgram keeping this secret not just from your dad but also from your uncles and aunties, was so stressful but i'm so glad you're home baby cheeks 

elouisegubler pagetpagetgram i bet it was paget but you did a brilliant job at keeping it a secret and i am too even though it's only for three months before i need to go back to graduate 

francescalloyd watching you surprise your dad from where i was stood with your mom was the cutest thing in the world but, i have to agree, poor y.n was so stressed

elouisefilan francescalloyd awe, i'm so glad you were allowed to watch the taping of the episode with us, my family literally adore you and we've now adopted you, sorry patrick and nancy 

shemarfmoore what a birthday present for your old dad! his face was priceless when he finally noticed it was you 

elouisegubler shemarfmoore i know right, uncle shemar? his face was priceless but now i'm already trying to come up with ways to surprise him for his 38th next year lol

thomasgibson this was so much better than just the birthday cake and the original surprise! well done elouise for its perfect execution

elouisegubler thomasgibsonofficial why thank you uncle thomas! i pride myself on that, i needed everything tot be perfect from beginning to end!

joemantegna this was the best surprise i've ever witnessed in my entire life bambina

elouisegubler joemantegna why thank you grandpa joe, i agree!

ajcook the fact i realised quicker than your own dad i think is something i'm always going to tease him for. but what a sweet surprise you were, el 

elouisegubler ajcook i know, that was the funniest thing in the world, i'm also going to tease him about that as well and i agree. i just hope i can top it higher than that for every birthday after 

kirstenvangsness the fbi couldn't have planned this surprise any better!

elouisegubler kirstenvangsness thank you aunty kirsten! they really couldn't have, they need to take some tips from me in all honesty

criminalmindsfanone omg, no way! you're home elouise! that's why you weren't one of the first people to post about your dad's birthday, you were flying over with francesca to surprise him! 

elouisegublercriminalmindsfanone yes, i am home! but only for three months before i have to fly back for my uni graduation but then i'm permanently back home in america unless i decide to move back to australia but, i don't think i will! 

just as elouise thought she had the most perfect day surprising her dad on set for criminal minds, she never imagined she'd be talked about in an e! online article about how she surprised her dad on set at a filming for a criminal minds episode. but, she did and it happened and it was posted and she was obsessed over it for the next couple of days. 

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ELOUISE GUBLER, DAUGHTER OF CRIMINAL MINDS ACTOR MATTHEW GRAY GUBLER HAS COME HOME FROM UNIVERSITY IN BRISBANE TO SURPRISE HER DAD ON SET FOR HIS 37TH BIRTHDAY DURING FILMING FOR BRAND NEW SEASON OF CRIMINAL MINDS

SASHA CALLAHAN | EDITOR  MARCH 9, 2017

elouise gubler, the eldest daughter of criminal minds actor matthew gray gubler and wife, y.n gubler, gave her father the biggest surprise and ultimately, the best birthday present ever for his 37th when she surprised him on set during filming for criminal minds' new season that is set to be released in the upcoming months.

the twenty-year-old is a university student studying for a bachelor's degree in cosmetology twenty-four hours away for the last three years in the lovely australian city of brisbane when she flew back home with a fellow uni of brisbane friend of hers and then joined the rest of her criminal minds family on set, surprising her father for his 37th birthday. 

elouise gubler and her best friend from university, francesca lloyd | pic: instagram/ elouisegubler

in elouise's instagram post for her dad's 37th birthday, she posts three photos one of her with her father after the filming, a photo of her and her aunty paget, her godmother and fellow criminal minds cast member, and a photo of elouise and her best friend that she has previously mentioned to have met at the university of milan as they are in the same cosmetology degree in front of the private jet seen in the tv cop series. 

her caption reads: "happy birthday, daddio, 37 looks good on you 🤍"  which is a very simple caption for the gubler girl as she is usually the one to write paragraphs for occasions like her family members' birthdays and days like mothers and fathers day. however, it seems as though she wanted to keep it sweet and short since she did surprise him on set during the filming alongside the rest of her siblings and criminal minds children. 

elouise lily lennon gubler is the eldest daughter of matthew and y.n gubler, born in 1999 to her parents who were actually y.n's sister and her sister's husband who actually also gave birth to elouise's three other siblings, saffron lavender rose, noah matthew gray and theodore andrew gray. so many rumours started when matthew and y.n, who was only his girlfriend at the time, were seen out in 2001 with elouise and the triplets, saffron, noah and theodore that so many people wondered who these three mysterious children were and what their relation was to the model and actor and his girlfriend. the truth coming out not long after these rumours saying that, in the september 11 attacks, y.n's sister and brother-in-law lost their lives and because the children were the godchildren of the gubler's, no time was wasted before the three children were handed over to their godparents, matthew and y.n who have since become their parents. thankfully, no other rumours about the situation were brought up and when matthew and y.n got married the following year, all three kids were given the gubler last name and started calling their godparents their mom and dad and that's how it's been ever since.

elouise gubler | pic: instagram / elouisegubler

it had been three years since matthew, y.n, saffron, noah and theodore had seen their daughter and older sister and since the rest of the criminal minds family had seen their niece, goddaughter and cousin. as previously mentioned, elouise had been in brisbane, australia studying at their university to become a cosmetologist because she is very interested and passionate about beauty, skin, hair and nails. the university of brisbane is also where she met her best friend and fellow criminal minds fan (and family member since lloyd is related to showrunner, erica messer) francesca lloyd who she took to the set with. 

according to francesca, who gave us permission to talk with her, said that elouise had graciously, with permission from her aunty, erica messer, the showrunner of criminal minds, let francesca sneak in past secruity with only gubler's pass so they could watch the filming of this season of criminal minds that gave her the opportunity to watch it alongside y.n, elouise, saffron, noah, theodore and the rest of the criminal minds children.

in the comments of elouise's post for her dad's birthday, as a reply to francesca's comment, elouise posted back writing "awe, i'm so glad you were allowed to watch the taping of the episode with us, my family literally adore you and we've now adopted you, sorry patrick and nancy" which clearly indicates that francesca is very well loved by the rest of the gubler and criminal minds family and not just by elouise. and we just assume that the patrick and nancy mentioned in elouise's reply are francesca's parents who are, as mentioned previously, also diehard criminal minds fans. 

talking further with francesca, she talked about how she met elouise gubler and how she knew from the moment she met her that she was the daughter of her favourite actor from criminal minds saying this: "i knew from the moment i first met [elouise] that she was matthew's daughter. like, she is basically the carbon copy of her father and, without a doubt is matthew and y.n's daughter. obviously, i was born a couple of months before her so, obviously, i had no idea about the rumours going on about her not being his and y.n's biological daughter because of the fact they were actually the children of y.n's sister but then became theirs after their [the children's] biological parents died in 9/11. but, i'm just glad that the rumours stopped as soon as it was revealed because that could have been damaging for elouise and the triplets..."

continuing with an awkward giggle, francesca shook her head, "we even saw some articles saying that like matthew had cheated on y.n or whatever but like, it was just completely stupid and it shouldn't have even been something that was talked about because it's obvious that all four of them are related to matthew and y.n. sure, the death of their parents forced matthew and y.n into being young parents but, why make a scene out of it just because the father is was a model and starting to act in tv shows,"

elouise gubler and francesca lloyd in brisbane, australia | pic: instagram / elouisegubler

francesca then talked more about her friendship with elouise and said that she's excited to go back to brisbane with elouise so they can graduate together and then start up their own cosmetology stores in their respective hometowns of las vegas and los angeles. she also mentioned however that she's glad to be coming back home with her best friend and glad to be spending time with her best friend's family after talking with them over the phone and on facetime ever so regularly. 

welcome home to both girls, elouise and francesca and well done on finishing your bachelor's degrees and we hope that we'll soon see a collab soon about some sort of skin care range very soon! 

and the biggest happy 37th birthday to matthew gray gubler, we hope you had the best birthday ever and the best day filming the end of the new criminal minds season.  

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this was so much to rewrite but i'm sorry if any info was wrong and was confusing like the kind of mic drop that was finding out that elouise and her triplet siblings were actually the children of y.n's sister and husband until they (matthew and y.n) had to take them in after they died in 9/11 which sort of came out of nowhere but also kind of came from that storyline in criminal minds with agent kate callahan. but i liked it so i thought i'd use it for a mgg version lol.

ok ily bye xx

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hey i think that fic u reblogged about matthew with his newborn daughter is about matthew gray gubler, not matty. i just checked out the acc to see if there was more to read but it’s a cm acc so i think that’s what it is. not sure if ur a fan of him as well but just wanted to let u kno!!

AAAAAAA my stupid brain thinking every Matty/Matthew is our Matty 😅😅

I'm sad it's not about Healy, but it's such a nice blurb though ♥

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hi i’m joseph quinn, and i play eddie munson. i’m natalia dyer and i play nancy wheeler. i’m perrie keery-quinn and i play robin buckley. and i’m joe keery, and i play steve harrington.

and we’re the cast of stranger things.

after almost 6 years, how does it feel having the series come to an end soon?

it’s surreal. even though i’ve only been on since season 3, it’s felt like longer.

if you could play any other character on stranger things, who would it be?

nancy wheeler. i actually auditioned for that part, and i got it, but then i got pregnant with the twins and i had to drop out, and apparently the duffers i guess decided to keep me on hold.

nat: wait really?

yeah.

what’s a role people would be surprised to hear you auditioned for?

natasha romanoff. it was between scarlett johannson and me and she got it, and she’s an amazing black widow.

jk: i mean you do some awesome moves in ncis: la.

true.

jq: *talking about auditioning for spider-man*

wait you tried out? which one?

jq: andrew garfield’s

well would you look at that

if you had to create an ‘80s mixtape, which songs would you add?

“lay all your love on me” by abba, “slipping through my fingers” by abba, “don’t stop believing” by journey, “sweet dreams (are made of this)” by the eurythmics, “don’t stop believin’”, “any way you want it”, “seperate ways (worlds apart)”, and “faithfully” by journey, “everybody wants to rule the world” by tears for fears, “i wanna dance with somebody” by whitney houston

jq: that’s a lot

shut up. let me have this

if you could guest star on any series, what would it be?

well i mean i always wanted to be on bbc’s strictly come dancing and i’ve been on a few times. and two coming soon.

nat: what’s your favorite dance you’ve done?

oh gosh it’s a toss up between spider hands and singin in the rain/thunder

jk: you love water dances

yep

if any actor could have a cameo on stranger things, who would you want it to be?

dane dehann. i feel like he’d play a good villain. i mean he has played a villain. was he one of the causes of me dying? yeah.

jq: ooh that’d be amazing

oh and my good friend matthew gray gubler. i mean he’s directed all the creepy criminal minds episodes and he loves halloween so that would be so much fun to be in something with him again

jk: YES

what’s the hardest stunt you’ve ever had to film?

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like on stranger things or in general?

cm: general

this one scene in this season of ncis: la was really hard to figure out, but it turned out amazing.

who have you been the most starstruck by?

zendaya.

what are your wildest fan stories?

i’ve had people name their daughters and dogs topanga.

jk: can we name our future daughter topanga?

jq: what about our dog?

nat: you’re married to dinguses

i am. and we’ll see. and we don’t have a dog

jk: but we could

do you remember your first audition for your role?

topanga. and i almost lost it. and i actually talk about it in my podcast with my boy meets world cast mates, rider strong and will friedle.

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do you have a favorite behind-the-scenes moment?

when the cast figured out joe, joseph and i were dating.

nat: that was iconic. charlie and i figured out something was up

jq: were we that obvious?

nat: yep

jk: ugh

perrie, with the new spider-man movie coming out soon, would you do another movie as gwen stacy? and are you in the new spider-man movie? and is andrew in it?

if you were to ask me this a year and a half ago, i would’ve said no, but ever since andrew exposed his management, got out of his pr relationship, and started dating someone and we’ve made up and co-parent now, yes. yes i would. and i am not in the movie. and i have no idea.

what are your dressing room must haves?

twizzlers

nat: it’s quite funny. we were filming and she had twizzlers in her pocket and just ate one and the duffers kept it in. and since then you’ll just see her eat twizzlers.

jk: she’s very possessive over them. in the scene where i reach to eat one, and she slaps my hand away, that wasn’t scripted and they kept it in.

yeah. i forgot that i had put them in there the day before. i also eat them in every show that i’ve been in.

where do you think your characters would be in 2022?

married. kids. hawkins is safe.

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Check out the cook book from South Carolina’s Miss Emily, Gullah Geechee home cooking.

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It seems that Finland and Sweden will join NATO.

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Vince McMahon is stepping down as WWW CEO. His daughter has stepped up.

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Carol Burnett is going to be on Better Call Saul!!!! Yeow!!!

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Marcus Mumford is going solo.

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The Hollywood Walk of Fame will honor Paul Walker, Uma Thurman, Mindy Kaling and the Jonas Brothers.

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The Television Critics noms include: Rhea Seehorn, Bob Odenkirk, Jeremy Strong, Better Call Saul and Succession for Drama.  Comedy being recognized is Abbott Elementary, Atlanta, Barry, Ghosts, Only Murders in the Building, Bill Hader, Jean Smart, Quinta Brunson, Steve Martin, Janelle James and Reservation Dogs. Variety and talk noms include The Amber Ruffin Show, SNL, I think you should leave with Tim Robinson, Last Week Tonight with John Oliver, A black lady sketch show and Late Night with Seth Meyers. OMG, Amber or Seth??? How does one choose?

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San Diego Dr. Jennings Staley pled guilty to attempting to smuggle in a barrel of Hydroxychloroquine powder. He claimed the powder was a miracle cure and will spend 30 days in prison and a year of home confinement.  

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The FDA, for the first time is jumping into the less nicotine in cigarettes arena.

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Now more than ever the people are responsible for the character of their congress. If that body be ignorant, reckless, and corrupt, it is because the people tolerate ignorance, recklessness, and corruption. - James Garfield

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Journalist and music publicist Barbara Charone has released Access All Areas: A Backstage pass through 50 years of music and culture.

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Hooray for Angeli Gomez, the Mom who rushed in to save her kids from the Texas shooter. I realize we can’t have people running in and out of dangerous situations but when those in charge won’t then what are we to do?? We need more of that!!!

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Emma Roberts will join the cast of Madame Web.

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Go Camel Rock Studios!!!!! The first Native American owned film and tv studio along with Robert Redford and George R.R. Martin bring us Dark Winds on AMC.

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Gen. John Allen has resigned as President of the Brookings institute as the FBI looks into whether he lobbied the Government on behalf of Qatat for the Trump administration.

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Todd and Julie Chrisley were found guilty of bank fraud and tax evasion.

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The last Howard Johnson closed after the companies 100 years.

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Pussy Riot hung a “Matriarchy Now” banner in the Texas State Capitol.** That is the attitude we need. Stop waiting to be offended and stand up for what is right!  

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The Cheech Marin Center has opened in Riverside, Ca.  

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Marshawn Lynch has signed with Endeavor and Overtime to stat ‘Level Up’ for athletes.

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Will Forte will star in Bodkin, the first dark comedic thriller that is part of the Netflix/ Obama deal.

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Days alert: OMG, The Emmy winner Cady McClain is back at a crucial time for Jennifer as she lost her oldest child. UGH!! I get that Melissa Reeves can’t always be there but yikes!!** Heartbroken about Abigail because I sort of think of Chad and Abby as the closest to Tom and Alice because they always get thru shit together. They seem like the lifelong solid couple. But, it is Days and she and the baby they may have just conceived could be alive somewhere as the body double lay there dead!! ** We will miss U Tripp!! Come back soon and bring your siblings back for a visit!!** Leo and Clyde may be up to no good. Nancy won’t like that! Is Clyde keeping his ears open in the Brady pub where everybody talks about their secrets? He could have something on the whole fucking town! Why is Shawn getting so close to Jan? I mean, it’s Jan! And now we know Shawn isn’t the Father. This has proven he isn’t the brightest bulb on the force!!

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Adam Sandler, Queen Latifah and Heidi Gardner star in Hustle.

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Robert Smigel and a field team from Colbert’s late show were charged with unlawful entry. The crew, doing a bit with Triumph the insult comic dog was found on the 6th floor of a congressional office building near the Capitol. CBS released this statement: “Their interviews at the Capitol were authorized and pre-arranged through congressional aides of the members interviewed. After leaving the members offices on their last interview of the day, the production team started to film stand-ups and other final comedy elements in the halls when they were detained by Capitol police.” Fox news, of course called it ”Insurrection!!” Colbert joked that it was Conan’s fault.

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The Suge Knight trial deadlocked on liable and damages for killing Terry Carter with his Ford truck.

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A Japanese court ruled same-sex marriage ban is not unconstitutional.

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AFI is honoring Julie Andrews with Lifetime Achievement.

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Paul Haggis was detained in Italy on sexual assault charges and aggravated personal injury. He was accused of rape in 2018 as well.

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Why in the fuck did NBC break in with the Depp/ Heard verdict? Really? That is important enough to break in??

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R.I.P. Phillip Baker Hall, Lee Klein, the latest shooting victims, Afghan Earthquake victims, Barry Sussman, Alec John Such, Jim Seals, Paul Vance, Julee Cruise, Ann Turner Cook, Linda Lawson, Marion Barber III, Alan White, Harrison Wagner, Tyler Sanders, Jean-Louis Trintignant, Raymundo Garduno Cruz, Juan Francisco Gonzalez Aguilar, Victor Paganuzzi, Mary Mara, Joyce Burditt and Mark Shields.

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Wanted on Sideways

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Are we out of the woods yet? - normal sweet 'girl next door’ type wanted for a marriage plot for Seb Stan (30+, Danielle Campbell/Lucy Hale vibes). She needs to get married because she is pregnant. Her brother happens to know a guy, enter Seb who is willing to do her a favor and marry her and inevitably lead people to believe the baby is his! they know nothing about each other which is where the drama and chaos will be born! this will be lots of fun as they learn about each other! His mom, daughter, and frenemy are on site for her to connect with!

these are my people - looking for a sweet hippie/indie fellow influencer best friend for gracie phillips. gigi hadid suggested/open; 23-24 y/o; local.

Not all that shimmers is gold - looking for Matthew Gray Gubler as the lovable nerdy professor in an angsty sibling relationship with Chris Evans (expect lots of fun and entertaining fighting between them!) This role - this family plot is a highly wanted plot for Chris Evans. Very much wanted to play out this family dynamic, to play out their fights, and see what can come from it all and see if they can ever get onto a page where they do all get along. Sister, brother in law, and mother are all on site!

Friends in Low Places - Chris Hemsworth/Tom Hardy/Garret Hedlund/open wanted for a group of rowdy and rambunctious fellas (Chris Evans, Jensen Ackles, and Andrew Garfield) who have never fully grown up from their high school antics days - blue collar salt of the Earth type guys who never turn down a cold one or hanging out with their buddies. Expect lots of fun shenanigan posts, plotting, and group posts!

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Wanted on Sideways

a real life 21+ public jcink rp set in Aspen Colorado

Are we out of the woods yet? - normal sweet 'girl next door' type wanted for a marriage plot for Seb Stan (30+, Danielle Campbell/Lucy Hale vibes). She needs to get married because she is pregnant. Her brother happens to know a guy, enter Seb who is willing to do her a favor and marry her and inevitably lead people to believe the baby is his! they know nothing about each other which is where the drama and chaos will be born! this will be lots of fun as they learn about each other! His mom, daughter, and frenemy are on site for her to connect with!

Not all that shimmers is gold - looking for Matthew Gray Gubler as the lovable nerdy professor in an angsty sibling relationship with Chris Evans (expect lots of fun and entertaining fighting between them!) This role - this family plot is a highly wanted plot for Chris Evans. Very much wanted to play out this family dynamic, to play out their fights, and see what can come from it all and see if they can ever get onto a page where they do all get along. Sister, brother in law, and mother are all on site!

Friends in Low Places - Chris Hemsworth/Tom Hardy/Tom Hiddleston/open wanted for a group of rowdy and rambunctious fellas (Chris Evans, Jensen Ackles, and Andrew Garfield) who have never fully grown up from their high school antics days - blue collar salt of the Earth type guys who never turn down a cold one or hanging out with their buddies. Expect lots of fun shenanigan posts, plotting, and group posts!

current boyfriend - dylan o'brien/open wanted as current boyfriend for Zendaya. he is a super good chill guy with patience for days when it comes to her ability to fly off the handle and start/pick fights fast. they have some highs and lows and where it goes neither of them know!

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