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Popsicle Love

Summary: Reader and Spencer are at a ridiculously hot precinct station, getting on each other's nerves arguing. Reader realizes she can get back at him, using a certain sweet treat.

Prompt: Spencer can't deal with how much Reader loves popsicles/ice cream cones

Couple: Spencer Reid/Fem!Reader

Category: Smut

Content Warning: Reader POV, rough sex, hair-pulling, dom!Spencer, coworker relationship, oral sex (m receiving), fingering (f receiving) , dirty talk, heavy making-out, unprotected penetrative sex, bathroom sex, hate-fucking, pure smut

Word Count: 3.2k

“It is too fucking hot for this” was my first thought as he began talking to me. Fuck Spencer Reid, because he was the who decided that today, in the sweltering Georgia heat, was the day he would annoy the ever-loving shit out of me.

“You’re going about this all wrong!” Spencer said, rolling his eyes. His sleeves were pulled up, and there was anger in his eyes. I crossed my legs, feeling my skirt ride up but I honestly couldn’t care less. It was scorching, and I was determined to not lose this argument to Reid. I let out a breath of air, meeting him with my own annoyed, exasperated expression.

“Reid, you’re being absolutely childish right now.” I retorted. “Sort through the paperwork first, then analyze it! Not everyone wants to do things the way you insist on doing them!” I say, furrowing my brows.

“Not everyone can.” He says, cockily, a smirk gracing his lips. That motherfucker.

I was about to get up and honestly hit him square in the jaw, half from my delusion in the heat, and half from how fucking smug he sounded. I wanted to knock that smirk off his face, and maybe ruin that pretty smile of his in the process, just as an added bonus.

Thankfully, before I could do anything rash that would definitely result in me losing my job, one of the officers of the station quickly came to interrupt us.

“Hey, one of the officers brought in popsicles. If any of y’all would like any, they’re in the breakroom.” She said, turning away. Thank God for Southern hospitality, I suppose.

I sighed, getting up from my spot. Spencer and I clearly weren’t getting anywhere when it came to our disagreements, and that’s how it was, and how it would remain to be. The man was a pain-in-the-fucking ass, and it was an honest shame, considering the fact he was actually pretty hot, especially when his mouth wasn’t moving.

Spencer walked ahead of me, the idea of something to cool him down enticing him just as much as it did me. We reached the breakroom and he opened the freezer, taking out the box of popsicles, and looking into it. He pulled out two, presumably one for me, and one for him.

“Blue or red?” He says, holding out the brightly colored packages, offering me a choice of one.

“Red.” I say, reaching over with no hesitation and grabbing the red-colored packaging in his hand. “Duh.” I added, starting to unwrap the treat. “It’s the best flavor.”

He scoffed a little, opening up his own, blue package, and I rolled my eyes at the sound.

“What, are you going to argue with me about my choices in popsicle flavor too now?” I say, with a disbelieving tone.

“No, it’s nothing,” He says, shrugging, with that same, shit-eating, self-satisfied grin.

God, I hated him.

I gave a deep exhale through my nose, forcing myself to calm down. I decided it’d be for the best if I walked out, left him here alone to avoid another fight. He called out before I could even walk two steps.

“You have to eat here.” He said, taking licks at his popsicle. “The officers- they’re old fashioned. I don’t know.” He adds, “If you wanna be yelled at though, be my guest.”

I grumbled internally at that, but I knew he was right. I didn’t want to be yelled at.

I took my place, leaning against a table that had been placed in the breakroom and taking my own popsicle out of the packaging, beginning to eat it. I sighed happily as I felt the taste settle on my tongue, the coolness blooming throughout my mouth. I began by licking the sides before taking it in my mouth. I suckled for a minute, and I could feel it already melting down my fingers a bit, due to the heat in the station. I released the popsicle in my mouth with a pop, before going to lick the sticky residue off my fingers. It was a little childish, sure, but it was hot and it wasn’t like anyone was watching me. I continued this cycle, softly sucking at the popsicle and wrapping my tongue around it until I heard what sounded like ... a whimper from across the room? I let my eyes drift up, noticing a seemingly flustered Spencer in the corner of my eye. He leaned away from me, crossing his legs. I knitted my brows, before putting the pieces together, realizing what had happened.

He was a guy, after all. And I suppose the way I was eating my popsicle could come off as suggestive, but come on! How else was I meant to eat it? And armed with the knowledge that my innocent action was enough to provoke him, I decided a little more intent in my movement couldn’t hurt.

I began to take the popsicle a little more vigorously, bobbing my head a bit. My lips wrapped around the treat, and I could feel Spencer’s eyes shamelessly on me and internally grinned. Good. He had annoyed me all day, and the idea of him dealing with a hard-on with no way to relieve himself was definitely karmic justice in my eyes. I closed my eyes, savoring the taste, but also in the way I could feel Spencer shifting around, trying to hide what seemed like a fast-growing erection. When I hollowed out my cheeks, and swirled my tongue around the sweetness in my mouth, I could hear a sound from the back of his throat escaping his lips. I let the popsicle out of my mouth, and in that moment, a melted chunk seemed to fall off, landing itself on my chest. I hissed, feeling the coldness of the tacky liquid running down my bare skin.

“Shit.” I said, trying to flick off the liquid off my hands and realizing I’d need to clean myself up. I dropped the remainder of the popsicle in the trash, not bothering to look back, before I walked over to the bathroom. I let out a breath of air as I opened the door to the precinct bathroom, looking at my chest and sighing, grabbing a handful of paper towels to run under the sink to wash myself with.

Before I could do that though, I heard the door swing open, and saw through the mirror it was none other than Spencer Reid. I crossed my arms, putting my back to the counter of the sink as I turned around to look him up and down.

“What are you doing here?” I remarked, with a displeased tone.

He looked absolutely furious, and there was a slight part of me that was excited, knowing I could rile him up like this. He was breathing heavily, and moving closer to me, trapping me in between the counter and his body, and what felt like a very noticeable hardness pressing against my thigh.

“The better question is, what the fuck are you doing?” He asked, his tone low and menacing.

I rolled my eyes, before feigning a look of innocence, making my eyes wide. “What do you mean, Spencer?”

“You know exactly what I mean.” He responds, gripping a piece of hair at the back of my skull and pulling slightly, forcing me to bare my neck to him. “Where do you get off doing something like that to me, huh?” He murmurs, leaning closer and letting his lips brush over the shell of my ear.

“I have no idea what you’re talking about.” I retorted hastily, but I could hear the shakiness in my voice. The way he was speaking, the pull he had on my hair- it thrilled me, and contributed to a growing heat between my legs.

He pushed himself further and further against me, and I could feel his erection against my thigh even more so than before, and felt my stomach flutter at the feeling. My jaw dropped a bit, letting out a soft sigh, sensitive to the sensation.

“Oh is that right?” Spencer replies, nodding as he spoke a little cruelly. “You like acting like this? Like a goddamn slut?” He grunts out. He twists and pulls my hair a little more, eliciting a soft moan from my lips.

“You like it when I pull on your pretty hair like that?” He said, snarking the words at me. “Like how wet I make you?” He whispered, venom in his voice.

Without warning, he placed his fingers at the growing wet patch at my underwear, roughly pushing it aside before starting to rub harsh, tight circles around my clit. I nearly lost my mind at the sensation, nearly doubling over with pleasure.

I whimpered softly, and I could feel his smirk as he started to kiss up and down my neck. “So wet for me, mm?” He says, starting to move his fingers faster over my swollen clit. “I’ve barely touched you. You’re fucking needy for me, yeah?”

I groaned, not processing enough of what he was saying to warrant a response. My brain was foggy from how good he was making me feel. I tried to not think about the fact that this was Spencer, the Spencer who’d annoyed me from the moment I’d joined the BAU. The Spencer I despised, the one I was supposed to hate- but here was, making me orgasm in a precinct bathroom with his fingers alone.

He rubbed a bit faster, before thrusting two fingers into my needy cunt. I moaned again, louder, and he responded by burying his fingers even deeper into my core, pumping harshly. I could feel the room spinning, gripping onto the counter behind me to stabilize me as my orgasm began to approach me rapidly. He watched me intently, his gaze hot and intense before smirking. “Come for me. Come all over my fingers, (Y/N).” He whispered.

I did, nearly on command, convulsing against him as I felt myself clench around his long, slender digits, my moans reverberating around the small space.

He withdrew his fingers suddenly, leaving me painfully empty before he began to grab my face roughly, forcing me to look at him.

“Say that you want this, bitch.” He whispers harshly, pulling my hair and eliciting yet another moan from me as he pushed me up against the counter.

“Spencer..” I murmured, feeling my knees go a bit weak at how roughly he was manhandling me. He spun our positions around, and I felt him using the grip on my hair to push me down to my knees.

“Say it!” He said, a little more firmly now. “I need to hear you say it.”

I felt the desperation in his tone, weakly looking up at him from this angle before I nodded quickly.

“I want you. I want this.” I wailed, arousal coursing through my veins. I no longer cared about the humiliation of letting him use me like this. I wanted to chase this feeling forever, wanted to be at his mercy for as long as he wanted, as long as he could continue to make me feel this good.

I felt him groan above me, before he pulled me closer to his bulge, raising an eyebrow. He looked absolutely wild from here, sweat dripping down from his brow, and sleeves pushed up. He breathed heavily, his chest heaving up and down.

“Go on then. This is what you wanted, wasn’t it?” He mocked, but I could tell his voice was strained with the exact same need I was feeling in the moment.

I gave no protest, using my deft fingers to quickly undo his slacks, pulling them down along with his boxers, watching his heavy cock bob in the air for a moment, before looking up at him, my jaw slightly agape.

Was this really happening?

He nodded, as if to give me an okay, and I didn’t need any more encouragement than that. I swirled my tongue around his tip, watching in fascination as I heard a groan from him, his head falling back as he moaned. “Fuck, (Y/N). Just like that.”

I grew bolder with his praise. I began to take more of him in my mouth, using my hands where my tongue wouldn’t reach. I gripped and worked his base, while suckling on what my mouth could reach. As I got used to the intrusion in my mouth, I moved down slowly, eventually taking the whole of him. He moaned loudly at this, and gripped my hair tighter, starting to move me up and down his cock. I relaxed the muscles in my mouth, letting him use me as he pleased. I watched from the lower angle the best I could, the sight of him coming undone at my mouth absolutely gorgeous. I could feel the tears pooling in the corner of my eyes, the saliva dripping down from my mouth and covering my chest. I wanted to watch him fall apart, to be at my mercy just as much as I was at his.

He moaned at the feeling, and I could feel myself get wetter at the sound. “Oh fuck. You feel so fucking good.” He groaned out, before grabbing my hair yet again, and holding my head in place. He started to fuck my throat roughly, and the tears began to flow a little more rapidly, feeling the pooling of saliva down my chin as I felt him hit the back of my throat.

“You like this, huh?” He teased from above, between pants and sighs. “Wanted me all riled up, so we could do this, right?”

I nodded desperately, incoherent begs and whines coming from my mouth before he pulled me off with a tug. I felt delightfully dirty, as he forced me up again and kissed me roughly. I barely registered him turning us around in my lustful stupor, bending me mercilessly against the sink and lifting up my skirt, pulling my underwear down in a clean swoop. I could feel him squeezing the fat of my hips and moaned at the way he controlled me so easily, to which he let out a smug chuckle.

He gripped my hair again, pulling my head up and forcing me to look at myself. We looked sinful, his cock pressing against my wet folds, teasing me.

“See that? You look like a fucking whore.” He snarled, breathing heavily.

I wasn’t going to let him win so easily. Even though I wanted the same things as him, I knew the more I teased him, the better I’d get from him. I raised an eyebrow and breathlessly murmured, “Are you going to stand there and look at me, or are you going to fuck me, Reid?”

He bared his teeth at me, thrusting into me roughly with no warning. “Oh, you wanna be fucked? Then take it.” He groaned, starting to buck his hips against me like a man possessed.

I moaned at the sudden feeling, letting my jaw drop fully to let out all my noises. I could feel the slaps of his skin against mine, and the smell of sex filling up the small space. His fingers gripped so tightly into my stomach I swear I could feel the bruises already blooming over my stomach. I let him fill me up, his thick cock passing through me roughly, over and over again.

“So fucking warm and wet. You feel..” He paused, moaning and jutting against me faster. “So fucking good.”

I could see the sweat dripping down his brow, and the way it collected down his neck. In this moment though, the only heat I could focus on was no longer the one around us, but the one that came from every brutal pass of his cock, creating a delicious burn I reveled in with every moment he stayed inside me. I moaned loudly, feeling myself get hotter and hotter with every second.

I watched through the mirror as he fucked me into the counter with no restraint, his head thrown back, eyes shut as he continued to use me, plowing into me from behind. I could feel my knees getting weaker, feeling his cock twitch inside of me as I arched my back to take more of him. He groaned at the sensation of him bottoming out, the rhythm of his hips becoming irregular as he continued to rut into me. I rolled my hips against him, hoping to spur on our impending releases. He thrust into me once or twice , until I felt him come with a loud moan, a familiar warmth pooling into my deepest point, but even then his hips didn't still. He fucked his own arousal into me, and I could feel my orgasm rapidly approaching, his lazy thrusts doing me in, and soon enough I was spasming over his cock, moaning loudly.

He pulled out of me, and my eyes fluttered shut at the sudden emptiness. I could feel his cum dripping down my leg, and his eyes watching in fascination as the mixture of both of our releases leaked out of me. He pulled up my underwear, immediately soaking up the liquids, and I groaned at the feeling. He pulled me up, leaning me against the sink.

I watched as he panted against the sink, and I swear, I would’ve fallen over without his steady grip on my hips. He and I were both flushed, my hair absolutely ruined from how hard he’d been pulling it, my tear-stained face still contorted in an expression of pleasure as we both recovered from the highs of our orgasms.

“Did I hurt you?” He asks, in between his breaths, looking genuinely concerned. “I wasn’t too rough, was I?”

I laughed a little bit at that, shaking my head. “You were the perfect amount of rough. Don’t worry.” I say, waving him off a little, assuring him that I got just as much out of this as he did.

As he tucked himself back into his pants, he grinned at me for seemingly no reason. I met his eyes with a confused expression, raising an eyebrow, pressing my lips together. “What are you grinning about?” I ask, trying to fix my hair as I look at him.

He walked over to me, turning me to face the mirror. I felt his chest against my back, and one of his large hands came to wrap themselves around me, before he ghosted a finger over my chest and whispered against my ear. “You still have some of that goddamn popsicle on you.” He says, trying not to laugh.

I rolled my eyes, chuckling a bit as I remembered the entire reason he’d been provoked to do this, and went to go finally wipe off the sticky residue once and for all. “Oh yeah. Popsicle.” I said, teasingly.

“Never do that again.” He says, starting to move away from me as he worked on making himself presentable enough to leave the bathroom with me.

I paused, turning around to look at him, still appearing completely fucked out and dazed as I smirked a bit. “If it gets you to fuck me like that? No promises.”

wow! a short fic from me?! crazy!! i wanted to try my hand at writing something smutty, but short. this was specifically written for @imagining-in-the-margins summer sunshine challenge, so go check that out :3 thank you for any likes, reblogs or comments. <3 i'm eternally thankful

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𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐯𝐞𝐧𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐬𝐩𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞𝐫 𝐫𝐞𝐢𝐝 𝐱 𝐟𝐞𝐦!𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫

𝐬𝐲𝐧𝐨𝐩𝐬𝐢𝐬 you and spencer had been the closest of friends ever since you joined the BAU. but when a murderer starts terrorizing the city of Virginia, you and Reid are forced to go undercover as a recently married couple, and with that, the lines of your friendship begin to go blurry. what happens when your past begins to claw its way to your present and it becomes incredibly hard to keep those you don’t want getting involved out.

𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 usual criminal minds contents, descriptions of murder, descriptions of dead bodies, death, mentions of sexual assault, mentions of anxiety, mentions of depression, mentions of traumatic pasts, mentions of abuse, mention of abusive relationships, eventual smut, fluff, angst, all the good stuff, best friends to lovers, coworkers to lovers (i will be adding extra content warning with each chapter) im imagining season 4 spence but i don’t mention too much of the plot timeline so go crazy with your imagination :)

𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐨𝐧𝐞 - 𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐧 𝐠𝐫𝐞𝐞𝐧

𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐰𝐨 - 𝐜𝐥𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐦𝐩𝐬𝐨𝐧

𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐫𝐞𝐞

(coming april 28th..)

𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐟𝐨𝐮𝐫

(coming may 1st..)

more to be announced

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— 𝐅𝐈𝐂 𝐑𝐄𝐂 𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓 - 𝐈𝐕

JANUARY 2023 | 60 FICS

♕ Female reader insert and OFC-centered. (Summaries and warnings included.)

♛ 18+ - Please respect the authors' wishes regarding interactions.

♕ Henry Cavill. Captain Syverson. Geralt of Rivia. August Walker. Walter Marshall. Sherlock Holmes. Clark Kent. Napoleon Solo. Charles Brandon. Hellraiser!Mike

♛ Heed the warnings. Your media consumption is your own responsibility.

⚠️ Support writers. Do not forget to comment/reblog these stories. ⚠️

✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*✧･ﾟ: *

[❣] Fluff | [֍] Smut | [➷] Angst | [✩] Favorites

✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ: *

♔ 𝐇𝐄𝐍𝐑𝐘 𝐂𝐀𝐕𝐈𝐋𝐋 ♔

— ✩✩ Sunday Morning [❣] by @bakarilennox

❥ Pairing: reader insert ❥ Summary: I just had this idea in my head and I just wish this was my reality, okay? Okay. And this is like my all-time second favorite pic of him, I’m not sorry at all. ❥ Warnings: is so much fluff that you would spontaneously combust a warning? 👀🤷🏾‍

— Anything [❣] by @7eamfan7asy

❥ Pairing: reader insert ❥ Summary: you’re coming home after a rough day at work and find solace in Henry’s embrace. ❥ Warnings: none.

— Love Bite [❣] by @delicate-moon-princess

❥ Pairing: reader insert ❥ Summary: it was just a little love bite. Who knew Henry could be so dramatic? ❥ Warnings: RPF, mostly fluff with a hint of sexual undertones, kissing, licking, biting, minor cursing at the end, major pouting from Henry, overall playfulness and cute couple moment.

— ✩ Sunshine Daisies [❣ ֍] by @thelastsock

❥ Pairing: reader insert ❥ Warnings: contains smut! No mentions of condoms (be safe everyone!), contains lots of flowery language and feeeeeelings.

— Midnight Snack [➷] by @sweetdreamsofgelato

❥ Pairing: reader insert ❥ Summary: after a long business engagement, Henry takes you out on a midnight snack run. ❥ Warnings: RPF; Mild Emotional Angst. Slight Existential Crisis. Brief Kissing (is that classified as a warning or a promise, I can’t decide.)

— ✩ Pitching Tents [֍] by @angryschnauzer

❥ Pairing: Henry Cavill x Reader x Chris Evans ❥ Summary: Ooof… *insert breathless spongebob meme here* Okay, so your co-stars Chris and Henry invite you along for a long weekend camping trip, and in the wilds of nature they let their inhibitions be set free. ❥ Warnings: NSFW, 18+, Oral Sex (female receiving), Oral Sex (male receiving), vaginal sex, unprotected sex, threesome, spit roasts, fingering, grinding, handjobs, vaginal creampie, sloppy seconds, cockwarming, sex outdoors, anal sex, unprotected anal sex, anal creampie, anal sloppy seconds, degrading talk, zero inhibitions, no refractory period, aftercare, crack fic, utter filth, you. have. been. warned., and the world’s best camping table.

— Unnamed Drabble [❣] by @henryofsteel

❥ Pairing: reader insert ❥ Summary: you surprise henry with some home baked healthy snacks. ❥ Warnings: none.

These are all written by the brilliant Forest Nymph herself, @littlefreya

— ✩ Silverfox [❣]

❥ Pairing: reader insert ❥ Summary: Henry is turning grey and you find it quite irresistible. ❥ Warnings: Fluffy floof fluff, slightly suggestive but no smut.

— White Honey [❣ ֍]

❥ Pairing: reader insert ❥ Summary: waking up the morning after you lost your virginity to Henry, you muse of the night before while feeling hungry for more. ❥ Warnings: smut, loss of virginity, mentions of blood, mentions and slight oral, unprotected sex, bodily fluids.

— Spooky Season [❣]

❥ Pairing: reader insert ❥ Summary: Halloween is your favourite holiday, and frankly, it’s quite an obsession of yours. However, seeing Henry and you just started dating, you are rather insecure and afraid of what he might think of you if he finds out… ❥ Warnings: PG13, gooey fluff, insecurity, a new relationship, romance.

✪ 𝐂𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐀𝐈𝐍 𝐒𝐘𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐒𝐎𝐍 ✪

— ✩✩ Of Investments and Returns [➷ ❣ ֍] (completed series) by @mayloma — Part 1; Part 2; Part 3; Part 4; Part 5; Part 6; Part 7; Part 8; Part 9; Part 10: Epilogue

❥ Pairing: CEO!Sy x Dahlia Lewis (OFC) ❥ Summary: Due to global economic troubles, Sy was forced to sell most of his company's shares to investors. Much to his displeasure, the investors commissioned a business consultancy to check the company for potential savings and optimization. Dahlia Lewis is one of the unwelcome visitors. And Sy's first encounter with her doesn't go smoothly. ❥ Warnings: enemy vibes, pining, fluff, angst, smut, mentions of war, implied PTSD, business situations...

— The Same Old Song [➷ ֍] by thesaucynomad (now only on AO3)

❥ Pairing: reader insert ❥ Summary: Sy stops by one night and wants to know if you’ve missed him. ❥ Warnings: 18+ - angst, smut.

— A Captain & His Cowgirl [❣ ֍] (on-going series) by @winter2112rose

❥ Pairing: Syverson x “Sugar Lips” (unnamed OFC) ❥ Summary: A series of one -shot stories about how one meeting on a night out, changes the life of a young solider, Travis ‘Sy’ Syverson, forever. Giving him the one thing, he’s always dreamed of, a family. ❥ Warnings: 18+ - fluff, smut: (oral, fingering & penetrative. Food Play). Drinking, Swearing. Mentions of solider duties and war.

— Magenta [֍] by @scorpiobitch95

❥ Pairing: unnamed OFC ❥ Summary: She uses all of her tricks to convince Sy to let her take control for the night. ❥ Warnings: 18+ ONLY - smut, thigh riding, swearing, control, lipstick kink, lots of teasing, bodily fluids, sex (p in v), slight dom/sub behavior if you squint, light praise kink, bodily fluids.

All written by @angryschnauzer

— Wrong Number [֍]

❥ Pairing: reader insert ❥ Summary: after a stressful week at work, you send a booty call text to a guy you’ve met on Tinder, but it goes to the wrong person… and that person is your boss. ❥ Warnings: NSFW, 18+, Booty call, Dirty Talk, Oral sex (female receiving), unprotected Sex, Vaginal Sex, Doggy Style, oral sex (male receiving), Pearl Necklace.

— Happy Mother’s Day [֍]

❥ Pairing: reader insert ❥ Warnings: 18+ - Smut, Breeding Kink, Unprotected Sex, Sy being a bit of a horny beast.

All written by @sillyrabbit81

— Tick Tock [❣ ֍]

❥ Pairing: reader insert ❥ Summary: you want a baby, who better to give you one than your friend Sy? ❥ Warnings: implied smut, over clothes touching of Sy’s pp, recreational drinking, drunk kissing, fluff, slight angst.

— The Last Customer [❣ ֍]

❥ Pairing: reader insert ❥ Summary: while waiting for your ride home after work, you meet an interesting stranger and his temperamental motorcycle. ❥ Warnings: implied smut, swearing, mostly just fun flirty stuff.

— Riding High [֍]

❥ Pairing: reader insert ❥ Summary: Syverson takes you for your first motorcycle ride. And you like it... a lot. ❥ Warnings: 18+ - Smut, oral (f receiving).

—✩ Nice Reward [➷ ❣ ֍]

❥ Pairing: reader insert ❥ Summary: you accidentally give away to Sy that you have a praise kink. Your ex always made you feel ashamed of your kink, so how will Sy react? ❥ Warnings: 18+ - praise kink, smut, fingering (f receiving), implied oral sex (f receiving), mentions of kink shaming, some angst.

— Thrill Me, Chill Me [❣ ֍]

❥ Pairing: reader insert ❥ Summary: your best friend invites you to a The Rocky Horror Picture Show Halloween party. Dressed as Janet you feel a little vulnerable, until you meet the guy dressed as Rocky and then the evening takes an exciting turn. ❥ Warnings: 18+ - fluff, very mild angst, smut, p in v sex, oral sex (m and f receiving), mild dirty talk, a bit of silliness, Sy being a cheeky bastard.

— Will You Miss Me at All? [➷ ֍]

❥ Pairing: reader insert ❥ Summary: despite your misgivings you visit Sy the night before his deployment. ❥ Warnings: angst, implied sex.

—✩ Lookout [➷ ❣ ֍] (sequel to Will You Miss Me at All?)

❥ Pairing: reader insert ❥ Summary: you and Sy have been married for ten years. About 18 months ago you split up to protect yourself and your two boys after he refused to get help with his issues. Sy agreed to get help and it seems to have worked and now he wants to get back together. He recently got back from a 12-month deployment and you decide to go on a date to see if you can reconcile. ❥ Warnings: 18+ - angst with a happy ending, fluff, smut, p in v sex, oral sex (f receiving), fingering (f receiving), dirty talk, suggestions of a breeding kink, suggestions of a praise kink, cream pie, possessiveness, Dad!Sy, Husband!Sy.

♞ 𝐆𝐄𝐑𝐀𝐋𝐓 𝐎𝐅 𝐑𝐈𝐕𝐈𝐀 ♞

— ✩✩ What You’d Do for the One You Love [➷ ❣ ֍] by pikapeppa — Third part of the Chamomile and Gwent series on AO3.

❥ Pairing: reader insert ❥ Summary: (sp0iler alert) - Geralt has been training you as a witcher’s assistant for the past year. You’ll soon be setting off on your first journey together, and you’re excited to learn more about his trade by taking some small and simple contracts together along the way. When you and Geralt accept a contract from a man named Olgierd von Everec, however, you learn much more than you bargained for. You learn that a contract is never simple nor small, whether it be a witcher’s contract or a contract of a trickier nature. You learn, quite painfully, what it really means to love someone. And most painfully and terribly of all, you learn what it is to truly hate. ❥ Warnings: Fluff, Angst and Smut, Gentle Dom!Geralt, miscommunication, angst with a happy ending, cameos from other characters, graphic depictions of violence, blood, monsters, action/adventures, mild suspense/horror…

Sally’s Note: this is my favorite Geralt series ever!

✩ Give You Peace [❣] by @hiscyarika

❥ Pairing: reader insert ❥ Summary: when he can’t sleep, Geralt turns to Reader (who is a healer) for relief. ❥ Warnings: none.

— The Inn: Part One & Part Two [➷ ❣] by @sillyrabbit81

❥ Pairing: Geralt of Rivia x Lyssia (OFC) ❥ Summary: Geralt tries not to fall in love with the serving girl at the inn. ❥ Warnings: angst and mild fluff (?)

— Comfort [➷ ❣] by @notabronte

❥ Pairing: Geralt of Rivia/Henry Cavill x unnamed OFC ❥ Summary: series of drabbles I just vomited in a doc because I’m deeply hurt that this man will not be playing Geralt anymore. Main theme is comfort. ❥ Warnings: none, mostly fluff, some RPF (towards the end)

— ✩ Look Into My Eyes [֍] by captainsy-cookiemonster

❥ Pairing: reader insert ❥ Warnings: +18 minors dni, straight up porn, forced eyecontact is that a thing like as a warning?, shy reader, mDom, some fluff at the end.

—✩ Ghost of The Past [➷ ❣ ֍] by @daydreaming-in-letters

❥ Pairing: reader insert ❥ Summary: Geralt finds himself at the court of King Milogost of Arstenheim in the hope of some coin, but what he discovers there is more than he could have ever hoped for. ❥ Warnings: angst, talks of death, loss and grief, vaginal sex, fluff.

— Not a Man of Many Words [❣ ֍] by @gummydummy19

❥ Pairing: reader insert ❥ Summary: Geralt of Rivia isn't a man of many words, luckily words aren't what you need him for. ❥ Warnings: smut, cockwarming in a bathtub (yes, IN A BATHTUB), biting, jandjob, slights thigh riding/grinding, maybe a few curse words, kissing.

— Bathhouse (completed mini-series) [➷ ❣ ֍] by @cavillanche

❥ Pairing: Geralt x Lidka (OFC) ❥ Summary: after a rough job leaves him injured, Geralt visits a bathhouse. ❥ Warnings: none.

—✩ Needle & Sword [❣ ֍] by @thelastsock

❥ Pairing: Geralt x Márta (OFC) ❥ Summary: it’s always been the Seamtress and her cat. That is until Geralt, and his faithful mare Roach, walk through the village one summer’s day on the edge of Autumn. Which is mightier, the Needle or the Sword? ❥ Warnings: mild pining, oral sex (male and female receiving), penetrative sex, passing references and descriptions of wounds and battles, a dick scar (yup!), references to prey/predator vibes, Geralt being a little bit of switch maybe? And copious amounts of eye contact. Also, a cat being a cat.

— Leather & Lace [֍] by @kittenofdoomage

❥ Pairing: reader insert ❥ Summary: Y/N has need of an escort, and Geralt is the only person she trusts to protect her but will their history pose a problem? ❥ Warnings: slight angst, mentions of prostitution/sex work, familial/marital death, loss of virginity (discussed), smut.

— The White Wolf: Part One, Part Two & Part Three [❣ ֍] by @brexrif

❥ Pairing: reader insert ❥ Summary: Can I ask you a romantic scenario with Geralt and a shy girl who starts to follow him and Jaskier after Geralt saved her life? Can I ask you to add some smut too? If you are comfortable with that. Can I ask you to make the girl a virgin too? ❥ Warnings: fluff, smut.

♚ 𝐀𝐔𝐆𝐔𝐒𝐓 𝐖𝐀𝐋𝐊𝐄𝐑 ♚

—✩ Room with a View [֍] by @daydreaming-in-letters

❥ Pairing: reader insert ❥ Summary: A mysterious stranger invites the reader to his hotel room. Despite the danger he exudes, she can't help but give in to her desire. But is she willing to play by the rules? ❥ Warnings: dom!August, dark(ish), teasing, orgasm denial, bondage, manhandling, oral (male receiving), fingering, vaginal sex, cream pie, unprotected sex, rough sex, role play, (recreational) drinking, dirty talk, language.

— Happiness is a Butterfly [➷ ❣] by @poledancingdinos

❥ Pairing: reader insert ❥ Warnings: angst with a happy ending.

—✩✩ Holiday Angel [➷ ❣ ֍] by @deandoesthingstome

❥ Pairing: CEO!August Walker x Fem!Reader ❥ Warnings: age difference (m 40′s, f 20′s; it’s your best friend’s dad for god’s sake), mention of cheating, mention of phone sex, masturbation (f), light!dom (m)/sub (f), praise kink, lingerie, oral sex (m and f receiving), fingering, p in v sex in various positions, protected sex, light bondage, spanking and ass play; if this doesn’t sound like something you’d be into, I won’t be offended if you scroll on by.

All written by @wolvesandhoundshowltogether

— ✩ A Night in Paris [❣ ֍]

❥ Pairing: reader insert ❥ Summary: August takes your virginity. ❥ Warnings: explicit, loss of virginity, soft!August, fingering, sexual intercourse (p in v), hints of corruption kink, some fluff.

— Burning Love [➷ ❣]

❥ Pairing: reader insert ❥ Summary: Everyone (including you) thought that the love of your life was dead. But August Walker doesn't give up that easily. ❥ Warnings: angst, scarred face, fluff, passionately making out.

All written by @littlefreya

— Hood Ornaments [֍]

❥ Pairing: reader insert ❥ Summary: August fucks you at the parking lot while wearing leather gloves. ❥ Warnings: 18+, unprotected public sex, rough, maleDom/femSub, hair pulling, anal play, creampie, depiction of bodily fluids, profanities, praising and degradation, glove fetishism, exhibition.

— Sweet and Spicy [֍]

❥ Pairing: reader insert ❥ Warnings: Bondage, Sub!August, oral, Smut + Fluff

♤ 𝐖𝐀𝐋𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐒𝐇𝐀𝐋𝐋 ♤

— ✩✩ The Bodyguard [➷ ❣ ֍] (on-going series) by @wolvesandhoundshowltogether — Part 1; Part 2; Part 3; Part 4; Part 5; Part 6; Part 7

❥ Pairing: Walter Marshall x Svetlana MacRieve (OFC) ❥ Summary: brooding ex-cop Walter Marshall is hired as a bodyguard for a woman who will prove to be more than a mere assignment. ❥ Warnings: 18+ - slow burn, swearing, cursing, drunkenness, jealousy, romance, fluff, angst, smut: explicit, masturbation, fingering, oral sex, mild foot worship, orgasm, bodily fluids...

— ✩✩ Night Moves [➷ ❣ ֍] (completed series) by @deandoesthingstome

❥ Pairing: Walter Marshall x Alexandra Pierce ❥ Summary: When Walter Marshall is called to investigate a homicide by the railroad tracks, he quickly uncovers an unsettling pattern. Alexandra Pierce just wants someone to find out what happened to her friend. She has some secrets, too. And Walter’s going to uncover them. ❥ Warnings: 18+ - in general, this series will depict assault, murder, stripping, hooking, rough sex, fingering, oral (m and f receiving), p in v sex in various positions, self-loathing, failed relationships, smoking, alcohol, general violence, and maybe some comfort.

— Guardian Angel [❣ ֍] by @littlefreya

❥ Pairing: reader insert ❥ Summary: you are to be used as a bait in Walter’s investigation, and so he helps install the tracking equipment below your dress. ❥ Warnings: fluff, romance, a hint of smut, a pinch of oral (pussy kissing), groping, a pinch of angst because it’s Walter, semi-public PDA.

— Cuddle Buddy Wanted [❣] by @capncassas

❥ Pairing: reader insert ❥ Summary: after reading an ad on the internet from you looking for a cuddle buddy, Walter is seriously concerned for your safety. ❥ Warnings: pure loving Walter fluff being a big bodyguard.

— Bite of the Bear [❣ ֍] by @angryschnauzer

❥ Pairing: reader insert ❥ Summary: whilst at the Syversons’ end of summer party, you and your husband Walter sneak off to watch the fireworks in private, and he proves that bears do bite… and you like it. ❥ Warnings: NSFW, 18+, Neck Biting Kink, Biting, semi-public sex, public orgasm, kitchen sex, unprotected sex.

— Home for the Weekend [❣] by captainsy-cookiemonster

❥ Pairing: reader insert ❥ Summary: after finally closing the case he’s been working on for weeks, Walter comes home to his equally exhausted wife. They decide to spend the weekend on the couch, cuddled up together and eating takeout. ❥ Warnings: nothing really, fluff, tiiiny bit of angst if you squint maybe, implied nudity? (Walter takes a shower), also worth a warning that I’ve been pretty writer-blocked the last few months and am still not completely rid of it… also not beta’d all typos are mine, also this is my first time writing for Walter and this is completely based on the very few soft moments we saw of him, especially his last scene.

— "I've Missed You" [➷ ❣] by @sweetdreamsofgelato

❥ Pairing: reader insert ❥ Prompt: “I’ve missed you” kiss. ❥ Warnings: angst; hurt/comfort vibes

♙ 𝐒𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐎𝐂𝐊 𝐇𝐎𝐋𝐌𝐄𝐒 ♙

— Breeding Kink Drabble [֍] by @sillyrabbit81

❥ Pairing: reader insert ❥ Prompt: “That one. I’m gonna breed that one.” ❥ Warnings: 18+ - breeding kink, cream-pie kink, p in v sex.

— Pipe Smoking Drabble [֍] by @littlefreya

❥ Pairing: reader insert ❥ Prompt: “Just wanna lie on daddy Sherlock's arms, watching him smoke as I softly stroke his beautiful, beautiful curls.” ❥ Warnings: 18+ - fingering, hinted spanking.

—✩✩ Exactly What You Need [֍] by @delicate-moon-princess

❥ Pairing: reader insert ❥ Summary: it seems Sherlock understands your needs better than you do. ❥ Warnings: 18+ - smut, unprotected p in v, rough sex, outdoor sex, size kink, breeding kink, slight ass worship? (Sherlock just has such a nice ass what can I say?), old timey views on sex, brief mention of body changing during and after pregnancy.

— What it Would Be Like to Love You [➷ ❣] by @cruelfvkingsummer

❥ Pairing: reader insert ❥ Summary: what happens when a genius and a hopeless romantic are arranged to be wed? Or the one where you broke your own heart to keep him happy only for him to realize all of his happiness lied with you. ❥ Warnings: angst, fluff, cheesy proposals, painfully emotionally unavailable men, my poor oldey writing, jealousy, canon-level violence, guns, injuries.

—✩ The Masked Mystery [➷ ❣] by @youvebeenlivingfictional

❥ Pairing: reader insert ❥ Summary: ❥ Warnings: flouting of Victorian mores; riding; piv unprotected sex

❖ 𝐂𝐋𝐀𝐑𝐊 𝐊𝐄𝐍𝐓 ❖

— Alpha Clark [❣] by @darling-scribe

❥ Pairing: reader insert ❥ Setting: AU ~ A/B/O Universe ❥ Prompt: “A group of Alphas tried to follow me home today.” ❥ Warnings: fluff, ABO Dynamics

— Drabble [❣] by @yespolkadotkitty

❥ Pairing: reader insert ❥ Prompt: person a and person b are in a relationship and at a family dinner the embarrassing baby photos come out. ❥ Warnings: none.

—✩ Contradictions [❣ ֍] by @thelastsock

❥ Pairing: reader insert ❥ Warnings: temperature play, abuse of superpowers, semi-public sex, semi-public touching, consent negotiated, unprotected sex, tiny bit of exhibitionism implied and I think that’s about it?

❉ 𝐍𝐀𝐏𝐎𝐋𝐄𝐎𝐍 𝐒𝐎𝐋𝐎 ❉

— In His Arms [❣] by @make-me-imagine

❥ Pairing: gender neutral reader insert ❥ Warnings: fluff.

—✩ Sweet Surprise [❣] by @nashibirne

❥ Pairing: reader insert ❥ Summary: Napoleon and his wife want a baby. ❥ Warnings: this is so fluffy; it goes without warnings (except for the mention of problems with getting pregnant).

❅ 𝐌𝐈𝐒𝐂. 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐀𝐂𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐒 ❅

— Dark Corridors [❣ ֍] by @laketaj24

❥ Pairing: Charles Brandon x Reader ❥ Warnings: light fluff, light smut.

— The Natural Thing to Do [❣ ֍] by @geralts-yenn

❥ Pairing: Hellraiser!Mike x Reader ❥ Summary: after another breakup, instead of your best friend you only find her brother Mikey at her home. The guy you had a crush on since you were 12… ❥ Warnings: mention of relationship problems, smut: fingering, oral (f receiving), unprotected p-i-v sex (be smarter than these two and protect yourself, guys!

Posted: 13/01/2023

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wayward-gypsy · 4 days

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Welcome to my Masterlist!

All my work is entirely fiction and I mean no harm to Jensen or his family. I truly adore them .

Some works will contain ADULT CONTENT and they will be marked so.

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Broken hearts

Us together

At your Mercy (18+ ONLY)

Just some fluff

To the Sky (18+ ONLY)

Hello, goodbye

Wish You Were Here

You let go of me, so let me go

The Best Kind of Stress Relief (18+ONLY)

Always and Forever

Like A Wrecking Ball (18+ONLY)

The road so far (Currently on hiatus)

Watching Over Me

Dreams do come true (18+ ONLY)

New Traditions (18+ ONLY)

In The Cold Of Winter

Darkness Within You (18+ONLY )

Stuck with me

Part Of Me I've Lost

Birthday Wishes (18+ONLY)

Minute Past Midnight (18+ONLY)

You'll forever be my always (18+ONLY)

Too Good to be True

Call It Fate

Lover, please stay (18+ONLY)

With You At Last

Masterlist will be regulary updated!

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Little Big Secret (Spencer Reid x Fem!Reader)

(Not my gif. Credits to the creator)

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Author Masterlist

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Pairing: Spencer Reid x Fem!Reader.

Summary: You’re 36 weeks pregnant with Spencer’s baby. What happens when you are about to give birth and need to contact Spencer while he is in a case out of town?

Word Count: 3.3k

Warnings: Pregnancy and labor symptoms are described. Some strong words. If I missed something, let me know. It's a fluffy one. Dad!Spencer coming to light. The chaotic trio I love having their moment (Reid-Morgan-Prentiss).

A/N: I wrote this fic based on this request. I loved doing it! Let me know what you think.

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Being 36 weeks pregnant and stuck in your apartment trying to convince your non-born baby girl to stop kicking your guts is not funny. It's worse when the same scenario occurs at 3 am, and you are alone, unable to sleep in the last 24 hours, exhausted and sentimental because your boyfriend Spencer isn't home.

You won't tell him that, though. You convinced him to go with the team to Trenton for a case, telling him you would be okay and that baby girl Reid won't be here for at least two weeks. That's what your doctor said to you in the last appointment.

Reluctantly Spencer agreed, making you swear you would call him or your sister if anything happened.

"Relax, baby. Everything will be okay. We'll be here when you return from your case," you assured him. "You have to go while you can. Once this girl is born, you'll be stuck here and will get tired of us," you giggled. Spencer's eyes widened.

"What? No! Get tired of you? Never!"

"About that. Do they know why you are taking leave in the next weeks?"

"Not really. Hotch knows, but the rest assume I'll go to see my mom," your boyfriend shrugged.

You still find it unbelievable that the best-known profilers in the country haven't noticed one of their own has a girlfriend for three years and a baby on the way.

At first, you had your apprehensions about why Spencer didn't want his team to know your existence. You thought maybe Spencer felt embarrassed because of you or didn't consider your relationship worth enough for them to know. But your boyfriend assured you it was anything but that. He told you what happened to Haley, Hotch's wife, and the multiple times a team's family member has been exposed to danger because of their job. He wanted you safe. He wanted to protect you.

The only one who knew about you was Hotch, Spencer's boss. But he, better than anyone, could understand Spencer's reasons, so he hadn't said anything.

You understood it and accepted it, even if you both knew that at some point, your secret would not be a secret anymore. For now, it was safer like this.

Exhaustion was all you got now, and even you have been trying to bribe your unborn daughter with chocolates if she behaved and let you sleep. It seemed you succeeded as she stopped making a party in your womb.

You fall asleep thinking about how your life has changed in the past years and how happy you were despite how uncomfortable pregnancy was at this point.

The next morning you woke up feeling a little better. Sleep helped, but your body was still tense, so you thought a warm bath after breakfast was a good idea to relax your sore muscles.

You were finishing your pancakes when Spencer called you.

"Hey, baby!" You greeted.

"Good morning, my love. How did you sleep?"

You didn't have the heart to tell him how uncomfortable you were last night.

"Good. Everything is good here. How is the case?" You tried to direct the topic to him. Spencer sighed.

"I think we are close to catching the unsub, but it had been hard," he confessed.

"I know you'll get him soon," you assured him. Spencer chuckled. He loved how you were always rooting for him. You were his biggest fan.

"I hope so. And you? Our baby girl has been good? When I come back-" he didn't even finish the sentence when someone called his name in the distance. 'Reid! We need you now!'

A heavy sigh left Spencer's lips.

"I'm sorry, love. I got to go," he mumbled into the receiver, guilt dripping from his voice.

"Hey, it's okay. Don't apologize and go to catch the bad guy," you encouraged him.

"I will. I love you so so much. And I love our little one. I promise to make it up to you both, okay?"

"I love you more. We'll be waiting for you."

Despite your efforts to relax during your bath, it seemed baby Reid had other plans, like moving and squeezing your insides. You tried singing to her, telling stories, and everything that came to mind.

You gave up and hopped off the tub. You dried your body and decided to watch some TV. After a while, stuck in a random show, the noise lulled you to sleep without noticing.

Everything would have been perfect if it weren't for the fact that an intense pain woke you up suddenly. You didn't know the time, but the TV was still on. You tried to sit on the sofa, but the pain wouldn't leave you, so much so that it was hard for you to breathe. The twisting in your belly was stronger than you'd ever felt and scaring you.

"My sweet girl, I know you're eager to see us, but you have some days left in Mommy's womb, so try to be nice, okay?" You panted, trying to reason with your baby.

You weren't ready to give birth, let alone without Spencer.

But, again, baby Reid had her own plans.

Another sharp pang made you slouch on the sofa; this time, you felt something warm running down your legs. You looked down and saw the liquid drip onto the couch and slide to the floor.

Fuck. Your water just broke.

The morning was a rush for the whole team and the Tremont police. After an anonymous tip, they located the guy who fitted the profile and ended up being the unsub they were looking for. As he had a hostage, the team moved quickly to the warehouse where he kept captive his ex-girlfriend, the source of his rage. Before things went further, Rossi's shot ended with the unsub screaming in pain and the hostage a nervous wreck but unharmed.

Spencer couldn't believe it took them a whole week to locate the bastard, but it was finally done. So they returned to the precinct to wrap the last details and go home.

Spencer was pulling the case photos off the board when his phone started ringing. He saw it was you and hastened to answer. Usually, you didn't call him while he was working.

"Hello?"

But a loud grunt came to his ear instead of your sweet voice. Spencer's eyes widened.

“(Y/N)? Is that you?"

You barely could say a word, the intense pain reducing you to heavy breathing and whimpers.

"Spence-" you managed to say. "The baby. It hurts."

It didn't take a genius to figure out what was happening."Where are you? What's wrong? Where is Tania?"

Too many questions, and you had answers for all of them. But it was difficult to say a word with the pain cursing your body. After the contraction subsided, you could speak.

"My water broke. I'm home, and Tania doesn't answer. I don't know- ahhhh, fuck!!!"

Shit. You were in labor and alone at home. Spencer wanted to throw up.

"Baby, listen to me. I will call 911, but I need you to breathe, okay?"

"No! Spencer, don't hang up. I need you," you cried.

Spencer paced frantically in the room as Emily, Morgan, and Rossi looked at him, worried.

To call 911? Who the hell was he talking to?

"Reid? What is it?" Morgan tried to get his attention, but Spencer's brain was trying to make a plan to help you without stopping talking to you.

“(Y/N), please. I need you to breathe. Can you do that for me, please?"

JJ and Hotch entered the room at that moment. Both frowned when they saw Spencer pacing and the rest standing and waiting to know what was going on and what to do to help Spencer.

“(Y/N)? Can you hear me?"

You couldn't reply to him, crying in pain instead. Spencer thought he could die of panic.

"Yes. But I can't move," you sobbed.

Hotch didn't need much to understand what was going on. Grabbing his phone, he called Penelope.

Spencer was reduced to dumb and didn't know what to do.

"Garcia, I need you to call 911 and dispatch an ambulance to..." he paused and looked at Spencer, who was talking to you. "Reid," Hotch named. When he got no response, he tried louder. "Reid! Where? Where is she?" Spencer's face found Hotch's.

"At my place," he told his boss.

"Garcia, an ambulance to Reid's address. Report a pregnant woman in labor that needs to go to the hospital. I need you to go there too. Make sure she gets to the hospital alright. I'll give you more information later."

Pregnant woman in labor at Spencer's address?

Morgan, Prentiss, JJ, and Rossi shared the same confused looks.

"Baby, the help is on the way. Penelope knows and will help you to go to the hospital. She has a key, so don't worry. I'm on my way, okay? I'll call Tania too," Spencer informed you, moving to collect his things.

"Please, hurry up," you begged. As the call ended, Spencer turned to see his boss.

"Hotch. I have to-. I need to-," Spencer stuttered. Aaron nodded.

"It'll be okay; we are leaving now," he assured Spencer.

Morgan was the first to bring the elephant in the room.

"Can you tell us what's going on?"

Then, Spencer noticed the team hearing the whole ordeal.

"Uh. My 36-week pregnant girlfriend is giving birth to my daughter right now, and she's alone. I need to be there," Spencer succinctly explained as he dialed (Y/N)'s sister's number again without luck.

To say the team was shocked was an understatement. But there wasn't time to ask questions. They needed to move quickly.

Hotch was who took the lead.

"Morgan, you'll drive to the hospital with Reid and Prentiss now. I'll stay with JJ and Rossi to pack everything and follow you. The drive to DC is about three hours; make it two. I'll take care of the traffic police," he said to Morgan, who nodded, grabbing the car keys. "Prentiss, you'll get an open line with Garcia while she joins (Y/N) and takes her to the hospital. Now go!" Hotch instructed, now patting Spencer's back. "You'll get on time. Go," he told Spencer, who nodded and stomped from the room, followed by Morgan and Prentiss.

"Hey, Reid. We'll make it, kid," Morgan assured while driving on the highway, Emily as the copilot. In the back seat, Spencer couldn't stop bouncing his leg, worried about if the ambulance had already taken you to the hospital. On cue, Emily's phone went off.

"Garcia, you're on speaker," Emily announced.

"My lovelies, good news. I got your girl, boy Wonder, and we're heading to the hospital. Besides the pain, she's fine," Garcia recounted, and Spencer could breathe again.

"Can I talk to her?" Spencer asked.

"No, yet; they have her in the stretcher and with oxygen while monitoring her, but as we reach the hospital and will get her admitted, we can call you again. Nonetheless, she asked me to tell you she hated you for putting a baby in her. I really like this girl already," Garcia quipped, making laugh Emily and Morgan. Spencer's cheeks flushed.

"Garcia?" He sheepishly asked. "Can you tell her I love her and am on my way?"

Morgan and Prentiss looked at each other briefly. They still couldn't believe what was happening, but either way, they had a mission to accomplish: get to the hospital before you gave birth, so the resident genius could see his baby born.

"Sure thing. I will. I'll keep you posted," Garcia assured before hanging up.

Spencer could sense that Emily and Morgan were itching to cover him with questions, but knowing his nervous state, they were respectful enough not to say anything.

"I'm sorry, guys. I didn't tell you anything about (Y/N) before," he mumbled.

"And the baby," Emily added with a non-malice tone.

Spencer's face fell with embarrassment. They were his family, after all. And he kept this little big secret from them.

"But we get it, Reid. We do," Morgan ensured.

"Yeah?"

"Yes. We all know this job, and we want the best for our loved ones, keeping them safe," Prentiss said, turning to see Spencer, who nodded. "What I still can't believe is that you kept us in the dark for three years, and none of us ever suspected a thing. They should fire us," Emily added, making Spencer chuckle.

"What I can't believe is you were able to make someone fall in love with you," Morgan quipped, smirking and gaining a slap on the arm from Prentiss. "And get her pregnant! You have been having a game all this time, and I still thought I needed to be your wingman," Morgan scoffed.

"Worst wingman on earth. He had had to do all the work for himself," Emily added. The three laughed.

They were still with an ETA of one hour when Penelope Facetimed.

"Garcia! How is she?" Spencer rushed to ask.

"Hello to you, genius," Penelope greeted. "(Y/N) is already in a room. She's 7 centimeters of dilatation, so we're waiting," she informed, turning the camera to focus you on the bed, exhausted but relieved of being in the hospital already.

"Honey!" Spencer shouted as Garcia handed the phone.

"Are you coming?" you asked in a broken tone. You didn't have much energy at this point.

"Yes! On my way now. Morgan is driving us with Emily," he informed you.

"We're almost there, pretty girl!" Morgan yelled from the driver's seat.

You let a wary smile. Spencer only wanted to be there with you so he could hold you.

"I'm sorry," you mumbled.

"No. No. Why are you sorry? You have nothing to apologize for, okay?" Spencer hastened to point.

"Our little big secret is no longer a secret," you pouted, feeling guilty about the whole ordeal.

"Baby, it doesn't matter. The only thing that matters is you and our little girl being okay. Believe me; it's the only that matters to me. I'm sorry for leaving you," Spencer sniffled.

"I love you," you said, tears streaming down your cheeks.

"And I love you so much," Spencer declared, wiping his tears.

You both kept in Facetime for a while. Spencer tried to keep you focused on anything but the pain, though it was difficult when a deep contraction raked your body from time to time.

Spencer recited your favorite poems and stories and recounted your best memories together. As a natural thing, Emily, Morgan, or Penelope made questions and comments about the things you or Spencer said. That helped. You felt accompanied, not only by your boyfriend but also by the beautiful people who were taking care of you and him. If you ever thought Spencer's coworkers didn't care about him, now all those doubts are cleared.

"We're getting there in five!" Morgan announced.

"Garcia, please tell the staff Spencer is coming so they let him rush upstairs," Emily requested.

"On it!" Garcia chirped. “The doctor is here, so I’ll hang up. Boy Wonder, the third floor, hall to the left,” she informed before the call ended.

Pushing the brakes in front of the hospital’s entrance, Morgan turned to Spencer.

"Go, pretty boy. We'll be there waiting," the man assured.

"Go to see your girls," Emily added. Spencer’s eyes were full of tears.

"Thank you. Really, thank you so much," he voiced before climbing off the SUV and rushing inside the hospital.

The doctor announced you were almost ready to give birth now. Just another centimeter of dilation, and you’ll need to push. After he left, you squeezed Penelope’s hand hard. You weren't sure you could do this.

“It’s okay, pumpkin. You can do it. Spencer is already here,” she comforted you. Garcia had just ended her sentence when Spencer rushed inside the room, panting and looking frantically. When he spotted you, you could see the tears in his eyes.

“Spencer!” you cried. He quickly lugged to your side. Garcia sighed, relieved that he was there. Spencer held your hand now, kissing your temple.

“I’m here, my love. I’m here. I won’t leave again,” he chanted, stroking your damped hair.

It was Penelope’s cue to leave the couple alone. But before Garcia crossed the threshold, Spencer ran to her and wrapped her in the tightest embrace he ever gave her.

“Thank you, thank you. For everything,” he mumbled. Garcia could have started crying, but it would be time for that later.

“Anytime, my love. Now go back to your woman. We’ll be outside waiting.” A grateful Spencer nodded before joining you again.

You didn't reach the last centimeter until an hour later. Spencer stood by your side, chanting praises and pushing away your sweat with a cloth whenever you needed it.

When the time came, you were pushing with all the strength you left, but your little girl wasn’t doing it easy for you.

“Spencer, I can’t,” you sobbed. Spencer kissed your head and stroked your hand.

“I know you’re exhausted, my love. But you’re almost there. We’re going to meet our little girl. Want that, right, my little pumpkin?” he talked now to your belly. The waiting room is full of aunts and uncles, ready to see you. They already love you, even if they didn't know about you until three hours ago,” Spencer pointed, and you let out a little chuckle in the middle of the pain.

The feeling of being cared for and loved gave you the last ounce of energy you needed. In the next contraction, you pushed harder, ending with a loud baby cry. Your daughter was here.

When they put her in your arms, wrapped in a white blanket, you couldn't believe it. She was the most beautiful baby in the world—the best combination between Spencer and you.

“You did so good, my love. She’s wonderful, and she’s here with us,” Spencer said, voice full of emotion and tears freely rolling down his cheeks.

You couldn’t stop looking at her.

“Our little big secret,” you cooed. “You’re a lucky baby already,” you whispered to her. Spencer chuckled.

“Should I go to tell them?” He asked you.

“They will kill you if you don’t,” you quipped.

When Spencer showed up in the waiting room, Hotch, Rossi, and JJ were there too.

All eyes were on him.

“A 7 pounds, 2 ounces, and 19.6 inches healthy baby girl,” Spencer announced, the biggest grin plastered on his face.

The room erupted in cheers and claps, everyone taking turns to hug the new father.

Once everyone calmed down, Spencer cleared his throat.

“I want to apologize for keeping this from you. I don't want you to think I don't trust or care enough to tell you about the important things in my life. It's just- you know,” Spencer trailed off. Rossi patted his shoulder.

“We know, kid. We really do,” the older man assured him.

“Yeah, Spence. We understand. That doesn't mean it’s not a big thing, but we get it,” JJ seconded.

“We are just jealous because Hotch was the only one who knew,” Garcia scoffed.

“Boss privilege, I guess,” Hotch shrugged, making the rest laugh.

“Well, being (Y/N) and baby Reid not a little big secret anymore, we can meet them properly, right?” Morgan pointed.

“Oh, yes! Please! I want to meet my goddaughter!” Garcia chirped, and Spencer looked at her, frowning.

“Don’t look at me like that, doctor. I won the privilege when I held that poor woman in pain,” she added.

“Maybe you’ll be the godmother, but I’ll be the cool aunt,” Emily chirped.

“And I’ll be Papa Rossi,” David seconded.

Spencer shook his head, laughing as everyone on the team fought for a place in his daughter's life.

He was so happy to have you and baby Reid. But now his happiness was complete knowing he could share it, and his whole found family could be part of it.

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This bear dug a sitting pit to watch her favorite duckies

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Expect a Pietro imagine soon! It is a Pietro x Y/N as well as the guardians and the avengers!

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Her smile when she realized he was there…

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* laughs in millennial *

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Hello! Do you perhaps have recommendations for Alpha!bucky?

Alpha!Bucky

masterlist | req masterlist

ONESHOT

Crave by @harrylovex

you realise that you can’t survive your heat without bucky.

intensional by @noctumbra

alpha!bucky sends you a shirtless pic and then offers to spend your heat with him. feelings ensue.

scent by @noctumbra

“you’re one eager and hungry kitten,” bucky whispered in your ear as he licked over your scent gland, where his bite situated perfectly.

vanilla by @noctumbra

his scent was the other thing that made you go stupid other than his eyes: leather, a bit of vanilla, oranges and wet wood.

wet by @noctumbra

your mating sessions are always intense with bucky.

butterfly by @idy-ll-ique

bucky's going into rut. y/n volunteers to help him. feelings come out.

Let Me Love You by @slothspaghettiwrites

When an Omega is feeling very anxious or nervous their Alpha will hold them close while gently crooning and scenting them until they calm down.

Dating apps are stupid by @buckylattes

You decide to download this dating app, well….Natasha persuades you into it. You make a profile and agree to just have it for a week. If nothing becomes of it then you can delete it. But….you swipe right on this handsome man who’s description shows him out to be a gentleman like you’re looking for. So…what happens when he matches with you???

make you mine by @bonky-n-steeb

Bucky keeps his distance from you thinking you can do better than him. but he loses all his restraints when he sees you with another alpha.

to love is to burn by @bonky-n-steeb

You go into heat at the worst moment in the history of time, maybe ever.

took one hit and I was gone by @bonky-n-steeb

after the rise of hydra, your entire life turned into a living nightmare. you lost everything you held precious, your job, your house, your degree, even hope. but then you’re assigned as a mate to him, your enemy and your only ray of hope, James Buchanan Barnes.

little red riding hood by @bonky-n-steeb

your big bad alpha chases you across the woods.

Break Lights by @boxofbonesfic

his omega by @bucksfucks

bucky helps you through an expected heat.

ever since by @syntheticavenger

Bucky Barnes finds his center in a late night subway ride.

By Chance by @green-eyeddragonfanfiction

Female!Reader is an Omega. Alphas and Omegas are rare, and Reader’s been able to avoid alphas through sheer force of will and luck in equal parts.

Feral by @bucknastysbabe

And You’re Mine by @winterarmyy

In which Bucky, the big, scary, 'undesired alpha' was tricked into a blind date where he met his precious little omega.

Protector by @rookthorne

After an eternity of being held against your will, and just as long having been forced to watch your alpha suffer at the hands of the wicked, an opportunity arose. An opportunity so rare, so unique, that it would never be offered again. It was time to escape, and it was time to bathe the halls in their blood – never again would you be held by the bars of a cell, not if he could stop it.

SERIES

Heart and Soul by @all1e23

Alphas only brought trouble. The only thing they are good for is bringing their Omega’s pain and forced submission. They were dangerous, reckless and cruel. There wasn’t an ounce of kindness in any of them. She didn’t need an Alpha, and she certainly didn’t believe in that True Mates fairytale. That was just some fabricated fable Alphas made up to trick innocent doe-eyed Omegas. She wasn’t going to fall for that. Not again.No Alpha would ever get her to believe that love truly exists. And then, James Buchanan Barnes walked into her life.

Better Like This by @simsadventures

You are the newest addition to New York’s elite team of Detectives concentrating on domestic violence and rape, which everyone calls the Avengers. You are an Omega, very bubbly and open to everyone around you, and everyone is super sweet to you, except one person- Bucky, your true mate. Will you be able to destroy the walls he has been building around his heart for years, or will he reject you and break your heart forever?

Some Alpha by @ofstarsandvibranium

Bucky is an Alpha, but can never seem to find someone who wants him to be their Alpha. Until he finds you, a Beta, who’s as firey as an Alpha, yet also tender-hearted like an Omega.

Heal by @chucksfavouriteprophet

For months you managed to distance yourself from Bucky Barnes, the alpha you long for. But one night you have no choice but to comfort him, something which brings out emotions in both of you. Except it also brings out emotions in the Winter Solider, which results in a devastating turn of events that neither of you might be able to come back from.

All The King’s Men by @nastybuckybarnes

Your father always said that if it weren’t for your presentation, he’d think you were an Alpha. There’s a reason for that. Growing up in a world where Omegas are treated like garbage, you’ve fought for the respect that you have. Until you’re sold off to an old King desperate for a bride. But you will not lay down and present for your new husband. No, you will fight back.

Mr. Grumpy by @holylulusworld

Bucky hates omegas. You change his mind.

knife play by @helvonasche

They're on the run and Bucky goes into rut.

Knight In Rusty Armor by @revengingbarnes

For the sake of politics and to get rid of you, their omega daughter, the King and Queen of England marry you off to the King of France. Settling into an unfamiliar monarchy is a tedious process all by itself, but a new problem arises soon after your arrival at your new home.One of the Knights turns out to be your true mate. Your Alpha. The one you are meant to be with. But you’re mated to someone else. And that someone else is the King of France.

Masterlist by @angrythingstarlight

Masterlist by @holylulusworld

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I was thinking of reader being pregnant but not being aware yet but bucky can hear the heartbeat of his unborn child but what if the reader and Bucky weren't in an established relationship in fact the two don't really get a long at all but they hooked up once and Reader got pregnant. After a mission they end up in a safe house and Bucky realizes that he's hearing the heartbeat of their unborn child

Unexpected » Bucky Barnes/Winter Soldier

Pairings: Avenger!Bucky Barnes x Avenger/Pregnant!Reader

Summary: Bucky finds out Y/N is pregnant with his unborn baby when he hears the heartbeat.

Warnings: mix of Fluff and Angst, language, mentions of sex (18+), kissing, use of pet names

A/N: Thank you for requesting @annekelovesreading 🩵

A/N #2: @little-miss-dilf-lover wrote a similar one shot. Just know I’m not copying her in any way. Her and I just got the same request. She said I can write this and I thank her for allowing me to write this🩷

Written on my phone. I’m sorry for any mistakes and typos.

Header made by @buckys-wintersoldier

GIF IS NOT MINE! Credit goes to the creators. I found this one on Pinterest.

“I had him, Barnes!” You yelled, panting.

“No you didn’t. You could barely-” That’s when he heard it, the noise he’s been hearing all week.

“I could barely what, huh?” You asked.

“Nothing.” He clears his throat. “Let’s just finish this mission so we can go to the safe house.” He says, gently nudging you in the direction you two need to go.

Bucky thought he had been hearing things all week. He has been hearing a little thumping noise. He only hears it when he’s around you which is weird, considering that you two don’t get along. He’s been trying to figure out what the noise is and it’s driving him crazy. That was the only thing on his mind as you two finished the mission and went to the safe house. It didn’t take long for realization to hit him. The little thumping noise he has been hearing all week is a heartbeat of an unborn baby. Meaning, you’re pregnant with his child. Bucky remembered the one time you and him had sex. You two got drunk off of Asgardian alcohol Thor gave you and him at Tony’s party a few weeks ago, making his eyes widen.

“Oh my god.” Bucky says to himself.

Bucky ran his fingers through his hair as he paced back and forth in the bedroom. If you knew, you would’ve told him, right? You wouldn’t keep something this important from him, would you? Or maybe you don’t know it yet. Instead of jumping to conclusions, he laid down on the bed and tried to relax, but that got him nowhere. He just stared up at the ceiling. Bucky already knew that he wasn’t going to get any sleep that night so he just tried to relax. He turned the TV on for background noise to drown out his thoughts. He soon fell asleep. A few hours later, he woke up from his dreamless sleep. A sigh left his lips as he got out of bed to get something to drink. He stopped in his tracks, hearing the heartbeat of his unborn child coming from your bedroom. Bucky was tempted to go in your room to hear the heartbeat better, but he didn’t want to wake you. He went to the kitchen and got some water and went back to his room. Bucky laid down on the bed and stared at the ceiling once again till he fell asleep. When morning came, he woke up to the sound of birds chirping and the sun shining through the curtains. Bucky rubbed his eyes to wake himself up more before getting out of bed. He went to the kitchen, furrowing his eyebrows in confusion when the smell of coffee didn’t instantly hit his nose.

“You didn’t make coffee?” Bucky asks, slightly annoyed.

“No.” You took a sip of your orange juice. “For some reason, it’s been making me nauseous for the past couple weeks.” You tell him.

Bucky’s breath got caught in his throat when you mentioned being nauseous.

“That’s weird.” He says, clearing his throat.

Bucky got a cup from the cabinet and poured himself some orange juice. He went to the living room and sat down next to you.

“Just out of curiosity…” Bucky took a sip of his orange juice before asking his question. “Does anything else make you nauseous?” He asks curiously.

“Now that I think about it, some of my favorite foods have been making me feel sick lately.” You answered. “Wait a minute. We don’t like each other. Why are you asking me this?” You asked, looking at him.

Bucky shrugged his shoulders and took another sip of his orange juice.

“Are you thinking I’m pregnant?” You asked.

“What? No. I’m not thinking that at all.” He says, lying through his teeth.

That’s when Bucky heard the little heartbeats again. He glanced down at your stomach, listening to the heartbeat of his unborn child.

“Either you have a staring problem or you know something I don’t.” You say.

“I don’t know what you’re talking about.” He says, moving his eyes away from your stomach.

“You’re a terrible liar.” You tell him. “Tell me what’s going on before I interrogate you.” You say, turning your body to face him.

“Last time I checked, you’re not a detective or a cop.” He says, standing up and went to the kitchen.

“I was trained in that area, Barnes.” You followed him to the kitchen. ��I’m going to ask you again, do you know something I don’t?” You asked, crossing your arms over your chest.

Bucky gave in with a sigh and turned to face you.

“Heartbeats.” Is all he said.

“You mean our heartbeats?” You asked.

“Not ours. An unborn baby’s heartbeat.” He says.

“What do you mean an unborn baby’s heartbeat? I’m not-” You stopped to think for a moment. “I’m not pregnant. Am I?” You say, more to yourself.

You kept thinking. You haven’t gotten your period in two months and most of your favorite foods and drinks make you nauseous. Some of your clothes don’t fit you like they used to. Your mind started to wander to the time you and Bucky had sex. That was two months ago as well. You two got drunk on Asgardian alcohol Thor gave you guys and neither of you thought to use a condom when you guys had sex. As you were putting the pieces together, it was beginning to make sense.

“Maybe I am pregnant.” That’s when your eyes widen in realization. “Oh my god.” You whispered. “I’ve been taking a lot of hits during this mission. What if- What if I did something to hurt the baby?” You say, looking at Bucky with tears in your eyes.

“Hey, don’t go there.” Bucky cooes, wrapping his arms around you. “You didn’t know, doll. I’m sure the baby is fine.” He says softly, rubbing your back to calm you down.

Bucky stood in the kitchen, holding you in his arms till you said something.

“How can we raise a baby together if we don’t get along?” You asked, looking up at him.

“We’ll figure something out.” He says, moving a piece of your hair from your face.

“What about the mission? I obviously can’t finish this mission in the condition I’m in.” You say.

“We’ll call Steve later and figure something out. As of right now, let’s get you comfortable.” He says.

Bucky lead you to his bedroom. You got underneath the blanket while Bucky stared at your stomach for a moment.

“Can I listen to the heartbeat?” Bucky asks.

“Of course you can. It’s your baby too.” You say with a smile.

You took the blanket off of you and moved your t-shirt just above your stomach. Bucky’s eyes filled with adoration when he seen your baby bump beginning to form. He laid down on the bed next to you and pressed his ear against your stomach, smiling when he heard the baby’s heartbeat.

“What’s it like?” You asked curiously.

“It’s the most beautiful thing I’ve ever heard.” Bucky says, completely astonished.

You couldn’t help but reach a hand down, running your fingers through his hair. Bucky hummed at the feeling.

“You know…” Bucky starts. “I’ve always wanted a daughter. That was in the 40s and I still want that now.” He tells you.

“Wanna know something?” You asked. “I’ve always wanted a daughter too.” You say with a smile.

A smile grew on his face. What Bucky did next surprised both of you. He leaned up and kissed you passionately.

“Sorry.” He mumbles, pulling away.

“No need to be sorry. I’m pregnant with your baby. You get to kiss me all you want.” You say, cupping his scruffy cheeks and rubbed your thumbs over his beard.

“Well, in that case…” Bucky kissed you again. “A kiss for my doll and…” He moves down to your stomach. “A kiss for our little one.” He says, kissing your stomach.

“You really think we can work this out?” You asked.

“For the sake of the baby, I hope we can.” He says, lying down next to you.

Bucky wrapped his arms around you protectively and pulled you closer to him, placing one of his hands on your stomach. You and Bucky spent the rest of the day cuddling and talking out your differences so you two can raise this baby together.

🩵🩵🩵🩵🩵🩵🩵🩵🩵🩵🩵🩵🩵🩵🩵🩵🩵

-Bucky’s Doll

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Beefy Bucky fucking you like he owns you❤️‍🔥

40s Bucky calling you his dirty little slut❤️‍🔥

Workout Motivation❤️‍🔥

Smile For Me🩷 (Request)

Here For You🩷 (Request)

Here For You (part 2)❤️‍🔥🩷 (Request)

Plum Flavored Chapstick🩷

Cuddles and Kisses🩷 (Request)

Kissing In The Rain🩷

Something New❤️‍🔥

Watching Over You🩷

Sweetness❤️‍🔥

The Winter Soldier Comes Out To Play❤️‍🔥 (Request)

Bedtime🩷 (Request & Drabble)

You Belong To Me❤️‍🔥

Stress Reliever❤️‍🔥

Beard❤️‍🔥

Best Friends🩷

Give Me A Chance (College Student!Bucky AU)❤️‍🔥

I Miss You🧡🩷

Mornings🩷

In Trouble❤️‍🔥

Ladybug🩷

Glasses🩷

Nightmare🩷

Always Be Her Dad🩷

Bracelet🩷 (Request)

Hungover Super Soldier🩷

Fantasize❤️‍🔥

Old Man🩷

Daddy’s Arm Is Different🩷

Dirty Little Stories❤️‍🔥

Can’t Wear Me Out❤️‍🔥

Grumpy Soldier🩷 (Drabble)

Alpine’s New Mommy🩷

Be Quiet For Me❤️‍🔥

Boo Boos and Tea Parties🩷

Didn’t Mean It🧡🩷

Patching Up The Winter Soldier🩷

Needy Night❤️‍🔥 (Request)

Late Night Comfort❤️‍🔥🩷 (Request)

Care and Worry🧡🩷 (Request)

Needy Soldier❤️‍🔥

Sneaking Around❤️‍🔥

Fulfilled Fantasy (with Natasha Romanoff)❤️‍🔥

There For You🩷

Fan Girl Moment🩷 (Request)

Special Surprise🩷

Got My Doll Back🩷

Manners❤️‍🔥

Mommy Hurt🩷 (Request)

Middle Of The Night❤️‍🔥 (Request & Drabble)

Birthday Wish🩷

Dada🩷

I Got You🩷

Best Undercover Mission Ever❤️‍🔥

Picture Perfect Beauty🩷 (Drabble)

Happy Birthday🩷 (Blurb)

Ice Cream Date🩷

Single Dad!Bucky Drabble🩷

You’re Mine🧡❤️‍🔥 (Request)

Don’t Understand🩷 (Request & Drabble)

Carpenter!Bucky Barnes Drabble🩷

Take Your Mind Off Of It❤️‍🔥 (Request)

You’re The One That I Want🩷 (Request)

You’re Safe🩷 (Request)

Bucky taking care of you when you have the flu Drabble🩷

Easter🩷 (Drabble)

New House and A Cat🩷

The Kiss🩷 (Request)

Cute In Your Uniform❤️‍🔥

Yes Sir❤️‍🔥 (Request)

Not Going To Fight You🩷 (Request)

My Best Friend’s Brother Is The One For Me🩷

Aircraft Fun❤️‍🔥 (Request)

Venting🩷

New Mission Suit❤️‍🔥

Neighbor/Mechanic!Bucky Drabble❤️‍🔥

Buying Everything You Touch🩷 (Request)

Unexpected🩷🧡 (Request)

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Henry’s rich voice 🤤

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Risk-aware Consensual Kink with...

Dean Winchester as a Knight of Hell and/or with the MOC

Brimstone - Dean Winchester x female reader

Summary: He’s exactly what she wants.

Warnings/tags: 18+ ONLY surprise, bitch

Words: 450

Discord and Rhyme - Knight of Hell/Demon Dean x female reader

Summary: He’s on the prowl.

Warnings/tags: 18+ ONLY, this is not your mother’s Dean Winchester, rough anal sex, crying during sex, blood during sex, there’s a lot of purple prose and excessive descriptions of taste and smell here, sexual coercion, dirty talk

Words: 1,750

Nihilism - Knight of Hell/Demon Dean x female reader

Prompt: Can you tell me about the morning after going several rounds with Dean he rolls over in bed and adjusts the covers, causing you to forget your shift to be his good girl a couple more times?

Warnings/tags: 18+ ONLY, this is not your mother's Dean Winchester, name-calling, rough sex, nihilistic themes, Knight of Hell Dean, fantasies of being fucked to death? Idk it’s one of mine, might as well be yours, you’re female AFAB in this scenario

Words: 800

Shattered Like A Stone - Knight of Hell/Demon Dean Winchester x original female character

Summary: The Mark is demanding, and the demon in Dean can’t deny it any more than he can deny her; it just might get everything it wants tonight.

Warnings/tags: 18+ ONLY, this is not your mother’s Dean Winchester, rough sex, bondage, multiple object insertion, suicidal ideation, darkfic, self-destruction, bloody sex, sadism and masochism, analsex, Jameson as lube, spit as lube, face fucking, Daddy as title, misogynist language, choking, strangulation, assisted suicide

Words: 6,800

Supernova - MOC Dean Winchester x female reader

Summary: Since Dean’s had the Mark and the Blade, he’s pulled away from you, afraid of hurting you. You miss him, and you’ve had it. One night you push him to the edge.

Warnings/tags: 18+ ONLY, bondage, blood play, biting, bruising, knifeplay, rough sex, dubcon/mindfuck

Words: 2,500

Soldier Boy

Service On The Homefront - Soldier Boy x female reader

Summary: What about the people who don’t really care much for supes?

Tags/warnings: 18+ ONLY

Words: 1300

Author’s notes: written before the premiere of live action soldier boy.

Territorial Pissing - Soldier Boy x female reader (1st person POV) x William Butcher

Summary: My decades’ long crush on Soldier Boy was squashed when my career as a journalist taught me the real Soldier Boy story. Now, my career brings me full-circle. I promise this is not a Magic Dick trope.

Tags/warnings: 18+ ONLY, mmf threesome, Dom/sub, rough sex, ass and clit slapping, name-calling, sex with murderous misogynists, bruising, like I said it’s rough, forced orgasms, Butcher refers to himself as Daddy and Soldier Boy mocks him for it, rimming, anal sex (both m/f and m/m), come marking, squirting, choking/breath play, showering, sensation play (cold), Butcher checking in (bc we all know Soldier Boy won’t), illicit drug use, bondage

Words: 8k

A Well-Made Mistake - Soldier Boy x female reader

Summary: Being with Soldier Boy is like watching a slasher flick or riding a roller-coaster. Except you’re actually in the movie and there are no guard rails.

Tags/warnings: 18+ ONLY, Soldier Boy in full tactical gear railing you in a three-way mirror, degradation/humiliation, name-calling, Dom/sub undertones

Words: 1400

Billy Butcher

A.K.A. - William Butcher x female reader/you (2nd person POV)

Summary: William, Monsieur Charcutier, Butcher, Billy, asshole.

Tags/warnings: 18+ ONLY, use of the word cunt – obviously, me tryna to write a cockney accent, rough sex, girl bonding, rough blowjob

Words: 1800

Mirror, Mirror - William Butcher x female reader

Prompt: Butcher filthy talking while getting busy i feel in like an alleyway or the service hallway in a bar or similar. Somewhere crowded and dirty, like actually dirty

Warnings/tags: 18+ ONLY, rough sex, dirty talk, public sex, Winchester brothers cameo bc this is Kripke’s world, reader is female AFAB

Words: 1,500

The Winchester Brothers

Wait Till My Brother Gets Home - Winchester brothers x female reader

Summary: She wants to lose control.

Warnings/tags: 18+ Only, rough sex, hair pulling, mfm spit roast, bruising and chafing during sex, W*ncest adjacent

Words: 2,450

Sam Winchester

Breaking In The Muted Sky - Sam Winchester x female reader

Prompt: Sam. Overlapping scars tell interesting stories for those able to read them.

Warnings: 18+ ONLY, knife play, blood during sex

Words: 830

Let The Melody Shine - Sam Winchester x male reader

Summary: Dom Sam has decided to buy a gift for himself and his newest friend.

Warnings: 18+ ONLY, shibari mentioned, blindfold, edging, anal vibe

Words: 360

You Know Better, Babe - Sam Winchester x gender neutral character

Summary: “Don’t let me in with with no intention to keep me. Jesus Christ, don’t be kind to me. Honey, don’t feed me; I will come back.”

Warnings: 18+ ONLY, implied nefarious intentions, boyking Sam

Words: 680

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wayward-gypsy · 27 days

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Hiii I love your page so so so much and your writing never disappoints! I've had this idea in my head where Spencer and y/n both get high and had previously talked about wanting to try high sex and it's been STUCK IN MY HEADDD. I hope you have fun writing this if you do, keep up the good work! 🩶

thank you so much, it means a lot! MENTIONS OF WEED

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“Stop looking at me like that.” Even with the weed clouding Spencer’s mind he was still just as shy, still just as nervous under your gaze. He turned away from you and pressed the pillow he was holding further into his lap.

You smiled at him from across the room, the spots you both ended up after finishing off your blunt. He couldn’t see you because he knew if he did then he might not have been able to control himself, not with his mind clouded and your eyes low and staring at him with need.

Slowly, you moved off of the chair you had been sitting in and sat yourself right next to him, cupping his chin and making him look at you. “How am I looking at you, Spencer?”

He could feel his body melting into your touch from the way his name rolled off of your tongue. Spencer was usually good at keeping his composure around you but tonight had been different, it was like his body was fighting against him. Your body subconsciously moved closer to him and his did the same. By the time realized that you had gotten closer, you were almost halfway onto his lap.

“Like you want to eat me, like-like you want me.” He whispered, adjusting the pillow again so it covered the tent forming in his sweatpants. You looked down at his hands tightly fisting the corners of the pillow, almost laughing at how you could see his veins pushing out against his pale skin.

You looked back up at him and the conversation you had with him a couple weeks back came to your mind.

“What’s one thing you’ve always wanted to do?” Spencer asked you, taking a hit from the blunt that sat between his fingers before passing it back to you. You sat crisscross in front of him on your bed.

“I’m not sure.” You mumbled, thinking harder for your answer before it clicked. “Actually, i’ve always wanted to try having sex while high. I heard it’s better than doing it while drunk.”

You hummed in response, sliding off of the sofa and pulling him up with you. You led him to your room and pushed him in, making sure to close the door behind you.

Spencer looked around your room as if he hadn’t been in there many times before, he was just in the nicely decorated room a couple days ago.

“You know how we talked about having sex while high a couple weeks ago?” You asked, walking in front of him and making him look down at you by tugging on the strings of his sweatpants. He nodded his head, a small blush coating his skin as he realized where the question was headed. “I want to try it… with you, right now.”

"Are you sure?"

"I'm sure. I want you, Spencer." He stumbled forward at your tugging but he didn’t dare tell you to stop, instead he brought both hands up and cupped your face before crashing his lips into yours. A small half gasp, half moan flowed out of your mouth at the urgency of his kiss. Spencer put his hands under your thighs and hoisted you up before sitting on the edge of your bed.

He moved his hands to your hips and rocked your body on his bulge. You tugged at his hair before breaking away from his lips, causing him to lean forward and try to press your lips back together.

“I need to take these off.” You huffed, standing up and quickly tugging your top over your head. You quickly discarded the rest of your clothes and climbed back onto his lap. Spencer moved his hand up and let it rest on the back of your neck, he pulled you towards him and crashed your lips together once more.

You rocked your hips on his lap and tugged at his hair, small gasps leaving your lips as his clothed cock teased against your clit. Spencer could feel a damp spot forming on his pants from your arousal, he didn't mind one bit, he loved it. You eventually got tired of just kissing him, you broke apart from the kiss and started to tug at his shirt. Spencer could hardly believe that he was finally getting to have you, getting to touch you. Thanks to his great memory, he would never forget this night.

"Your pants, I'm sorry." You sheepishly smiled and lowered yourself on you knees in front of him. You grazed your fingertips over the dark spot on his grey sweatpants, his hips jolted up from the light touch. You pulled at his pants and boxers until they pooled at his ankles, you shifted closer to him and wrapped your hand around his length. Spencer had imagined this scene - you on your knees in front of him- many times before, always late at night after he left your place.

You leaned forward and swirled your tongue around his leaking tip, Spencer let out a small hiss and pulled your hair back into a makeshift ponytail.

"Y/N- please- I need more." He gasped, you looked up at him and took more of him into your mouth. Under any other circumstances you would've teased him, taken your time, but the high would only last so long and you wanted to experience him while it was still there.

“You gonna fuck me now, Spence?” You got into the bed and situated yourself on your back. Spencer was on you within seconds, spreading your legs to make room for himself between them. You wrapped you legs around his waist and pulled him in, he paused once he realized that he was just one push away from being inside of you. "What's wrong? Do you still want to do this? We don't have to."

"No-No, it's not that. I just- I've only done this once before." He looked away from you so he wouldn't have to see the disappointment in your eyes but when you cupped his face a made him look at you, he couldn't see a trace of disappointment. You smiled gently at him and pushed his hair from his face.

"I have a pre-roll in that drawer right there. We can smoke while we do it, you know, to calm your nerves." Spencer had never in his entire life thought of smoking while having sex but he was more than happy to agree, he took out the preroll and lighter that sat inside the drawer. He carefully lit it and brought it up to his lips, taking a long drag from it before passing it to you.

"Okay, i'm ready." He nodded his head and grabbed ahold of his cock, lining it up with your entrance. He paused to look at you for permission to continue, once you nodded your head he pushed the head of his cock in. A soft moan fell from your lips at the stretch, you brought the joint to your lips and took a hit while Spencer sheathed himself inside your cunt.

You let out a shaky breath as smoke flowed past your lips, you passed the joint back to Spencer and tightened your legs around his waist. Once Spencer found the right rhythm the room was filled with the sounds of pleasure and the smell of sex and weed, the perfect mixture to you.

"God- you're so tight around me." He moaned and leaned down to kiss you, smoke flowing from his mouth into yours. You took the joint from his fingers and put it out in the ashtray on the nightstand, Spencer gripped your hips and started to go faster and harder. Your body was so responsive, arching up into his touch, shaking from the amount of force he was using to fuck into you, your cunt was pulsing around his cock as he drove you closer to orgasm.

Spencer could hardly believe that he was actually inside of you, actually getting to fuck you like he's always imagined. His head found its way into the crook of your neck, groans leaving his mouth and hot breath hitting your skin as he laid sloppy kisses all over the area. Your nails scratched down his back, leaving red streaks that would be his reminder of this until they faded and he could only hope that you would be open to remarking him once they did.

Your legs started to loosen on his waist as Spencers cock stamped sloppy kisses on the spongey spot deep inside you, a few more thrust and you were nearly screaming out his name as your orgasm washed over you. Nothing would have prepared Spencer for the feeling of your cunt pulsing around him, tight and leaking around his cock.

He was twitching and shooting ropes of cum into you before you or him could realize, you shoved Spencers shoulder and huffed. "You were supposed to pull out."

"Sorry, I didn't even realize it was happening until it happened." He huffed out a laugh and sat up, carefully pulling out and laying down beside you. You turned over onto your stomach and rested your head on his chest, looking up at him with a love sick smile on your face.

“I think we should go again.”

Spencer smiled and flipped you over, pressing his lips to yours in a much gentler manner. You sighed and wrapped your arms around his neck, your fingers playing with the short hair at the nape of his neck. “We can go as many time as you want.”

“Wait, ” You mumbled against his lips, pulling back to look into his eyes. “I need food first, i have the munchies.”

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