Sunflower*

This is the first one shot for the bestfriend!Harry trope! Hope you enjoy lovies🤍

summary: in which YN is obsessed with little yellow flowers and Harry loves that about her

warnings: soft smut, oral(f receiving), cursing, mention of periods

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Six Years Old

“Class, this is YN. Can everyone say ‘Hello, YN!’?” Mrs. Smith asks, hand resting on YN’s shoulder in the front of the classroom. A chorus of ‘hello’s sound throughout the room, making YN smile slightly at the warm welcome.

“Y/N/N, do you want to go to the park after school today? You might meet some new people and make some new friends” YN’s mother asks her disgruntled daughter, who has the cutest pout on her face in the backseat of the car.

YN hated school, and she hated it even more that she’d moved to a new town and had no friends. On the playground during recess, she’d always end up drawing with chalk on the ground, everyone else off playing tag or taking turns pushing each other on the swings.

This has YN feeling sad almost every day, never having friends to play with. She’d always try to talk to them during lunch and things like that, but they never seemed to want to play with her, so she’d head off onto the edge of the fence at recess every day, picking sunflowers from around the edges.

About three weeks into school, YN was on the edge picking sunflowers when a curly haired little boy scampered across the playground to plop down next to her. He didn’t say anything, he just started inspecting the sunflowers. He played quietly but the silence was too much for her. She was so excited that someone had come to play.

She spent about two minutes just babbling about sunflowers, about how her favourite colour was yellow, and how the place she moved from had a field filled with sunflowers and dandelions. Harry listened patiently, enjoying her facts and stories. He waited until he was sure she was done talking before he spoke, so intrigued with everything she was saying.

“M’Harry” the curly haired boy said timidly as he twirled the stem of the yellow flower around his small finger. He looks up to see YN giving him a small smile. “I’m YN” she says. “What about you, Harry? What do you like to do?” she asks, suddenly curious about the boy next to her.

For the rest of recess, they spend their time playing with sunflowers and telling each other stories. When it’s time to go in, YN stands up and dusts off her pretty purple dress and when she’s done, Harry reaches out to her and interlocks his fingers with hers, making her blush a little. They walk into school hand in hand and only separate when it’s necessary. They even eat together at snack time and colour together when they’re in art class.

That was the start of a friendship that would last forever, that would also bloom into something much more.

~

“Y/N/N, get your sexy ass in here and come eat! I brought pizza!” Harry yells from the entryway of YN’s apartment on a Friday evening, a day reserved for movie nights. It goes the same way every week, Harry buys dinner and then YN picks the movie they watch. It usually ends with them cuddling together on the couch and falling asleep.

He’s walking into the lounge, setting the pizza down on the table in front of the couch, then heading to the kitchen to get their drinks. He hears her footsteps as he’s getting plates from the cabinet, and he heads back into the lounge to see YN with a face mask on, wearing some shorts that leave little to the imagination and a cropped sweatshirt with sunflowers on it. He swears internally as he can see the swell of her ass from underneath the shorts.

Shaking it off, he heads to the couch and sets everything down.

“Thank you, H. It smells so good” she says, taking a plate from him.

“You’re welcome. What’s up with the green goop all over your face?” he asks with his nose crinkled as he takes in the moist substance on her skin. She chuckles, pushing him lightly as she moves over to make room for him on the couch.

“M’having some breakouts. Think I’m gonna get my period soon” she says with a roll of her eyes, and Harry nods understandingly, knowing all of the things she goes through every month. He’s felt sympathy for her ever since she’d come to school in seventh grade with a grimace on her face, a slight limp to her step.

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Twelve Years Old

“Mom, I’ll still go to school. I have a math test today that I can’t miss, so I might as well get it over with. I’ll be fine, I have my medicine with me” YN tells her mom when she asks if she wants to stay home from school.

Walking into her first class with a scowl on her face, she takes her normal seat, between Harry and Niall, and pulls out her phone to play some game until class starts, one hand on her aching abdomen.

Harry and Niall pass a glance to each other, concern radiating off of them for their long time friend. Harry gently taps her on her shoulder, and she looks up at him, tears in her eyes. That has his heart speeding up in concern for her.

“Y/N, what’s wrong? Are you hurt?” he asks frantically, looking around for their teacher. Niall catches onto what he’s looking for and stands up, going to search for the teacher. YN only shakes her head, and Harry gets up to walk to her desk, squatting down in front of her and wiping her tears.

“I got my period and it hurts really bad” she says, never one to be shy about the changes in her body. Harry is confused on what to do for a moment, but he quickly gets his thoughts together and helps her up, wrapping an arm around her shoulders to help her to the nurse. He grabs her backpack and they head down the hall to the nurse, who sends her home.

After school, he tells his mom, who takes him to the store to help pick out some things to take to her and then they head over to her house. YN is so grateful to him and they spend an hour sitting on the couch cuddling and sharing the snacks he brought her.

~

“What movie are you picking this time?” he asks as he settles into the couch and pulls her feet into his lap.

“What about the new Spider-man movie? I hear it’s really good” she says, taking a bite out of her pizza.

“Sure, that’s fine. I’ll turn it on since you’re already stuffing your face” he says with a playful eye roll, jaw dropping in mock offense when she flips him the middle finger.

For a while, they eat in silence, intently watching the movie. After a while, YN asks Harry to pause the movie so she can go to the bathroom really quick. He obliges, pulling out his phone so that he can check his appointment website, seeing if anyone’s trying to get any tattoos or piercings.

He sees that his schedule is clear for the next week and locks his schedule so that he can stay at YN’s and take care of her. He’s done it every month for the past nine years. They’re 21 now, and not once has the routine changed unless they’re away from each other. He even has a period tracker on his phone for her so he can make sure he’s always prepared.

When she comes out the bathroom, he looks up with a small smile to see her face free of the mask and so clean and fresh, it instantly takes his breath away. She’s of course beautiful with and without makeup, but it’s just something about her so fresh that has his heart stammering in his chest.

She plops down gently on his lap, leaning back into him and pulling the blankets over him. Her ass is right against his crotch and he’s trying everything in his power to keep his cock from swelling beneath her. She’s uncomfortable after a while, so she stands up, making Harry he’s the out a sigh of relief, only for it to get caught in his throat when she straddles him and lays her head on his shoulder. She’s snuggled so close that he can feel her bare breasts, and he notes that she doesn’t have a bra on under her sweatshirt.

He can vividly remember the first time he’d seen her bare breasts and the impact they’d had on him.

~

Eighteen Years Old

Harry had a bad habit of walking into YN’s room unannounced. Whenever her mom would open the door for him, he’d go straight up to her room and just walk in, no matter the time. Today, they were going out to dinner with Niall and one of their other friends, Sasha.

After greeting her mother, Harry walked straight up the stairs and to the last door on the left, not bothering to knock as he just barges in. He’s instantly caught off guard by the sight before him. He sees her standing in front of her full length mirror, two tops in hand, nothing covering her chest.

Harry instantly starts choking out of shock, making her whip her head around with a smile.

“Hey, H. You’re early, but I’m kinda glad you are!” she says, and his eyes instantly widen at what she could mean. He’s practically sweating as he holds on to the doorframe, trying to stay upright while simultaneously trying to make it seem like it has no effect on him.

“Yep, I’m here! What do you need?” he asks nervously, turning his head around to look for her mom just in case she comes up the stairs. He clears his throat as he turns back around, keeping his eyes on her face, not a centimetre lower.

“Can you help me pick a top? I cant tell which one goes better with my white skirt” she says, not caring about her chest being out in front of her best friend. He definitely cares, considering he can feel his cock swelling in his pants. Fuck.

She holds up two different shirts and he just picks the first one so that she can hurry and put a shirt on and he can calm his raging hormones. Once she turns to put it on, he tells her he’s going to the restroom. He stands in front of the mirror thinking about anything under the sun but her as he tries to get his boner to go down.

Once it’s finally down, he heads out of the bathroom to see that she’s no longer in her room, so he goes downstairs. He sees her standing by the front door and immediately regrets the top he chose. That specific top didn’t require a bra and her breasts were practically spilling out the top. He clears his throat and speeds past her, heading out to his car.

~

His cock hardens as he feels her erect nipples against his chest. He’s praying to whoever will answer that she can’t feel it, but when he feels her stiffen and sit up, he knows she felt it. She sits up and looks at him with shock on her face. He’s instantly guilty, avoiding her eyes and muttering a ‘sorry’ to her.

She only stares at him and doesn’t say anything. He can see her face getting closer to him and he’s confused when she leans down and starts to kiss gently at his neck. He groans at the feeling, throwing his head back as his cock twitches in his sweats.

Grabbing her face, he leans forward and places his lips on hers, slipping his tongue into her mouth. Amid kiss, she starts to grind her hips against his throbbing erection, the both of them moaning at the feeling. He reaches down and grips her ass cheeks to help her move along him easier.

She sits up and he decides it’s an appropriate time to ask. “Are you sure you want to do this, love? I can run to the beth room to take care of myself, or we can just keep watching our movie” he says, reaching up to rub her face gently.

YN only smiles softly and nods at him. “Hey, I want this too. Wanted you for a while, actually. Love you so much, just never knew how to say it” she whispers, looking away shyly.

“Hey, don’t get shy on me now. You were just grinding on my cock, babe. Nothing can faze me now” he says to lighten the mood, making her chuckle and bury her face into his chest.

“Stop, H. Now I’m nervous” she says, but he scoffs.

“None of that, Lovie. Cmon, get your shorts off so I can see that pretty cunt, hm? Again, at least” he says, referring to when she’d recently gotten a wax and wasn’t ashamed to show him.

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Two weeks ago

“Why are you walking so funny?” Harry asks as he’s setting up the Chinese food for movie night. She scowls at him playfully and makes her way over to the couch.

“Got a wax today, hurts a bit” she says with a grimace. He takes note of how she only has on one of his shirts she’d stolen from his house. “Wanna see?” she asks, and Harry’s heart stops, his face instantly heating up at the question, making her laugh heartily at his reaction.

“H, you’ve seen my tits plenty of times. You’ve literally seen me naked, and you’re freaking out that I’m offering to show you my vagina?”

Harry tries to play it off. “No, it just caught me off guard” he says, his forehead sweating slightly. She laughs once more and simply lifts her shirt up to expose her bare vagina, Harry’s eyes instantly widening in shock.

“Smooth, right?” she asks with a smirk on her face. He can only nod and look at anything else in the room. “Cmon, let’s find a movie. Since I’ve scarred you, I’ll even let you pick”

~

She chuckles at the memory, slapping him on the chest playfully and rolling her eyes.

“Ok, ok. Only because you called it pretty” she jokes, and he’s never been more in love with someone, so completely enamoured with a person, her beauty and wit making a dimpled smile grace his face. He leans up and kisses her once more.

Slipping his hand down the front of her shorts, he slips a finger in between her smooth folds, shocked to find how wet she is. He pulls his finger out and slips it into his mouth, making her moan at the filthy sight before her. He groans around his finger, his eyes fluttering closed as her taste coats his tongue.

“Fuck, taste so good. I’d love to eat that perfect cunt of yours, but I really need to get inside of you. How do you want me?”

“Um, missionary maybe? You’re a really good kisser, and I don’t want to stop kissing you” she says timidly. He instantly agrees, grabbing her hand and dragging her to her bedroom. They’re hastily taking their clothes off and he finds a condom in her bedside table, then they get into position, Harry instantly kissing her deeply and reaching a hand down to rub at her clit.

He looks up to her for permission, and when it’s granted, he positions his cock at her entrance he slowly slides inside of her, his head dropping to her shoulder as he gently bites down on it to keep himself from cunning right then and there. Her tight channel feels so good around him, her hole clenching every few seconds id enough to have him twitching inside of her, but he needs to make this last. He’s waited so long, he’s not going to blow it now.

Looking up to her, he makes sure she has no discomfort before he starts slowly moving inside of her. He pulls all the way out before going in as deep as he can and staying there.

“Fuck, you feel so good” he says, repeating the action. She’s moaning quietly, his cock feeling so good inside of her. He angled his hips slightly, so that he can hit her g-spot with his thrusts, and she moans so loud he has no choice but to do it again if he’s going to get that sound out of her.

“Yes, just like that” she says breathlessly, her nails scratching down his back and leaving red marks in their wake. He’s fucking her just right, not to deep and not too hard. She feels all of him as the veins of his cock drag against her sensitive walls, each thrust shoving her closer and closer to her orgasm. He takes the liberty of changing the angle of her leg, and it somehow gets even better than it was before, and she throws her head back and holds him close as her orgasm nears.

“H, don’t stop. Please don’t stop, I’m gonna cum” she moans, and it has him reaching a hand down and rubbing her clit gently. It’s just enough to send her over the edge with a shout, her walls clenching around him.

His eyes are squeezed shut and his hips are thrusting erratically, chasing his high while also making sure he doesn’t overstimulate her too much. She’s whispering encouraging words into his ear, and that sends him over the edge, his entire body shaking as he fills the condom with his orgasm.

Once he’s down, he slowly slips out of her and goes to throw the condom away next to the bed, the both of them climbing under the covers and falling asleep.

~

Harry wakes up first, his mind instantly going back to everything that went down last night. He looks over to see her asleep, light snores leaving her parted lips. He chuckles and leans down to press kisses all over her face and neck gently until she wakes up, smiling gently at him.

“Good morning, H” she says, giggling as he playfully nips her jaw.

“Good morning, beautiful. If I remember correctly, you promised me something” he says, and she looks at him confused until he releases her and starts to crawl down her body, spreading her legs as he does so. She instantly remembers and relaxes into the bed, running a hand through his hair.

He’s pressing gentle kisses all over her belly, moving lower and lower with each kiss. Once he gets to her legs, he kisses everywhere except her dripping center, not giving in until she bucks her hips up to his mouth and begs.

She lets out a throaty groan as he swipes his tongue between her folds, lapping up all of her slick. She’s gripping his hair tightly and he reaches a hand up to slowly slide a finger inside of her and hook it onto her g-spot.

“Fuck, babe. That feels so good, just like that” she says, her head thrown back. He laps at her folds eagerly, nipping them every now and again to surprise her. She’s close already, her hole clenching around his finger. When he feels this, he can’t help but groan into her to send her over the edge.

When she cums, she cums hard, her legs shaking around his head and her hole keeping his finger inside of her, locking around it tightly. He makes sure to lick up all over her orgasm gently, careful not to hurt her abused sex. Once she’s all clean, he presses one last kiss to her clit before climbing up her body and lying on top of her.

After a while, they decide to get up and shower, deciding to do so together. It definitely doesn’t end with Harry taking YN against the wall deeply, and him pulling out for her to suck his cock until he cums. Pshhh of course not😅

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In the Clouds

summary: you and hotch make some of your daydreams a reality.

pairing: fem!reader x aaron hotchner

content: 18+/nsfw, MINORS DNI, yearning, kissing, oral sex (fem receiving), facesitting

word count: 1.6k

an: hotch slut seminar content!!! literally just wanted to write facesitting + hotch bc it’s in my hierarchy of needs <3

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“You’re not enjoying yourself.” Hotch’s deep, rich voice comes from behind you.

amazing writing as always 💕💕

Blind But Now I See

summary: the all knowing rossi sets reader and hotch up on a blind date.

pairing: fem!reader x soft!hotch

warnings: 18+ content, feelings, fluff, unprotected sex, love confessions

word count: 4k

AN: this is my submission for the hotchafterhours smut challenge.

You only thought there was one person on this earth that knew why you were single; you. The reason was embarrassing, one you tried not to think about too often but failed miserably at because you were constantly surrounded by said reason.

Aaron Hotchner. Your boss.

You’d started at the BAU only a year and a half ago and fallen head over heels in love with a man you couldn’t have. There was never a day that went by that you didn’t wish you could’ve fallen for one of your equals like Emily or Derek; even JJ who was married would’ve been a better choice. But your brain was a bit of a masochist, so here you were, smitten with him. You were sure it would never work, primarily because you know he feels nothing for you; he probably would prefer someone older and more like him. You would only see yourself as a means to an end if he was interested.

MILLION DOLLAR MAN

HARRY'S MASTERLIST | OLDER!HARRY UNIVERSE (not yet!) | 2258 WORDS

Summary: The last time Harry and Y/N saw each other they were kids. Now, years later, he doesn't see the girl he used to see before. And she definitely sees more than just the curly-haired boy she played with.

W/N: WELCOME TO THE OLDER!HARRY UNIVERSE. this is how he looks!. i'm so excited, okay let's start with the basics: there's just fluff in this one shot, the age gap is eight years, harry's CEO of pleasing, Y/N's a model and about to be a nurse, and the rest is in the one shot. kinda childhood friends to lovers, hope u like it and PLEASE leave feedback! ♡

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Y/N was a miracle.

That was what his mother and sister always repeated everytime Harry returned to his hometown after multiple business trips. Her parents had been trying for years to have a baby, and after so many attempts she was born.

They were almost forty years old the day they found out, and they were always terrified of losing her, but luckily, they never did.

He only remembered that she was very shy, but so was he, so he didn't blame her. From what he'd heard from his sister, she was studying to be a nurse, but she had also earned her place as a model.

He didn't dare google her.

He nods at the phone, looking out the window of his private plane when they've landed, and his secretary walks over to him, waiting for him to hang up.

"Are you listening to me, dear?" asks Anne from the other end of the line. "Harry?"

"M'sorry, it's just that we've just landed." He replies, as he puts a finger to his ear to stop the beeping.

"I want you here at 12, it's been a while since you've seen Y/N's family and I want everything to be perfect." She pronounces. "I love you."

"Yes mum. I love you too."

He hangs up the phone, unbuckles his security belt and stands up, adjusting his tailored blue suit. His glasses are slipping down his nose, so he adjusts them with his index finger and finally runs a hand through his hair, which needs a trim.

All under the watchful eye of Jazmin, his assistant.

"Are you ready, Mr. Styles?" She asks him, pressing the folders against her chest.

"I am." He replies as he walks over to greet the pilot. "Have a good day, Jack."

"Thank you, Mr. Styles."

Harry walks down the stairs of the private jet, swapping his glasses for sunglasses when he spots some paparazzi. Jazmin scurries after him, her heels clicking against the cement.

"I was wondering if maybe you would like to go eat at this place...–"

He shakes hands with the man who holds out the keys to his Audi R8 Coupe (...) and climbs into the car, putting it in gear under her gaze. "Call the people from About Face and tell them I'll send them copies of the contract next week. Goodbye, Miss Hails."

prompt: harry loses his ring at coachella but luckily the right fan finds it

warnings: depictions of an anxiety attack, a pinch of smut, minors dni 18+

if you liked please reblog, recommended, like, and come talk to me about it! (this is what motivates me to continue writing)!

check out weekend one fic ——> here

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Harry was having the time of his life, Coachella two weekends in a row seemed unreal but as he danced across stage with hundreds of thousands of fans - reality was much better than a dream.

Lizzo had done incredible, he couldn’t have found a better person to cover I Will Survive with and the energy of the crowd was palpable.

YN was enjoying the show just as much with her friends in the small vip section off to the side in front of the stage - it was the same people as last week but Alessandro, Harris, Gemma, among others that made it even more exciting.

It had also been hotter than the weekend before, sweat was dripping down his temple and the leather of his ensemble was sticking rather uncomfortably to his damp body.

Kiwi was by far in his top songs that he loved to perform live, it was no different this time as Harry is absolutely headbanging, dancing, losing it to his own song.

YN loved watching him get so lost in the moment that he doesn’t care that anyone is watching him, she could see the telltale signs of him reaching his limit before his energy started to drop off.

Harry wasn’t thinking, he was completely immersed in the experience that he didn’t notice his wedding band sliding on his finger from the sweat and water he’d spilled when he sipped from his water bottle with jittery hands.

When he’s parading down the runway, he whips his water bottle around - spraying the fans with water before slamming it off the ground and the plastic goes flying.

It’s when the bottle leaves his hand, he feels his ring slip right off with it but it’s too late when he looks down at his hand to notice his fucking wedding band is missing.

The ring he never took off.

Even when he went without all of the bulky, heavy rings he liked to wear, he can’t remember the last time he’d taken off - so much so that there’s a tanline highlighting where the band had covered his skin.

Music pounding in his ears, adrenaline rushing through his body - he still manages to sing but is now panicking because he knows the ring went flying off the stage into the crowd.

prompt: harry loses his ring at coachella but luckily the right fan finds it

warnings: depictions of an anxiety attack, a pinch of smut, minors dni 18+

if you liked please reblog, recommended, like, and come talk to me about it! (this is what motivates me to continue writing)!

check out weekend one fic ——> here

💕💕💕💕💕

Harry was having the time of his life, Coachella two weekends in a row seemed unreal but as he danced across stage with hundreds of thousands of fans - reality was much better than a dream.

Lizzo had done incredible, he couldn’t have found a better person to cover I Will Survive with and the energy of the crowd was palpable.

YN was enjoying the show just as much with her friends in the small vip section off to the side in front of the stage - it was the same people as last week but Alessandro, Harris, Gemma, among others that made it even more exciting.

It had also been hotter than the weekend before, sweat was dripping down his temple and the leather of his ensemble was sticking rather uncomfortably to his damp body.

Kiwi was by far in his top songs that he loved to perform live, it was no different this time as Harry is absolutely headbanging, dancing, losing it to his own song.

YN loved watching him get so lost in the moment that he doesn’t care that anyone is watching him, she could see the telltale signs of him reaching his limit before his energy started to drop off.

Harry wasn’t thinking, he was completely immersed in the experience that he didn’t notice his wedding band sliding on his finger from the sweat and water he’d spilled when he sipped from his water bottle with jittery hands.

When he’s parading down the runway, he whips his water bottle around - spraying the fans with water before slamming it off the ground and the plastic goes flying.

It’s when the bottle leaves his hand, he feels his ring slip right off with it but it’s too late when he looks down at his hand to notice his fucking wedding band is missing.

The ring he never took off.

Even when he went without all of the bulky, heavy rings he liked to wear, he can’t remember the last time he’d taken off - so much so that there’s a tanline highlighting where the band had covered his skin.

Music pounding in his ears, adrenaline rushing through his body - he still manages to sing but is now panicking because he knows the ring went flying off the stage into the crowd.

In the Clouds

summary: you and hotch make some of your daydreams a reality.

pairing: fem!reader x aaron hotchner

content: 18+/nsfw, MINORS DNI, yearning, kissing, oral sex (fem receiving), facesitting

word count: 1.6k

an: hotch slut seminar content!!! literally just wanted to write facesitting + hotch bc it’s in my hierarchy of needs <3

“You’re not enjoying yourself.” Hotch’s deep, rich voice comes from behind you.

Fatigué

title: Tired

Summary: Spencer needs convincing to keep holding on

Category: Angst with some fluff

word count: 2k

Warnings: overdose (no major character death), hallucinations, mentions of the events in ‘Revelations’, funeral, physical abuse (alluded to, not shown), birth, hospitals, small mention of NA meetings, happy ending!

a/n: the beginning of the fic is…quite sad. please read the warnings! it isn’t the most sad fic in the world (there’s actually quite a few cute moments) but just be warned! it’s based off the song “I’m Tired” by Labrinth and Zendaya so that’s a pretty good representation of this fic!

This wasn’t the first time Spencer had been like this. Of course, there were some differences. Last time, he was being held against his will, he had resisted, and someone had saved him.

But this time? No one was going to rescue him.

“Bye guys.” Spencer mumbles a goodbye as he leaves the bullpen. All he wants to do is be home. Home is safe. It’s quiet. And no one will walk in on him.

The couple on the subway won’t stop kissing. Spencer tries not to watch, but it’s hard when they radiate so much happiness and love. He tries not to let the jealousy get to him. But it’s so hard. The loneliness in his chest aches. It aches and it hurts and he can barely breathe. It wraps around his throat, choking him slowly. Suffocating him until all he could feel...is nothing.

His apartment is cold. It’s too cold. But it’s empty. Empty is what he wants.

Right?

Baby Bump, Spencer Reid

Spencer Reid x pregnant!Reader

Word Count: 715 words~

Today seemed like any other day. I woke up beside Spencer before he did. I got up without waking him before walking to the kitchen and doing my usual morning routine. I took my prenatal vitamins and started Spencer’s coffee while cooking him two eggs and toast. Everything seemed, and still seems, normal.

Although these are things I do any other day, something feels off. Like, something seems off about the house or something in it. I know it’s not exactly ‘normal’ to be pregnant (I’m only twenty-four weeks along though) and that may be what’s making me feel weird. Maybe Spencer will feel it too when he wakes up.

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ADAPTATION: Unsub! Spencer Reid meets a girl at a bar who will change his life forever

Revenge: Sequel to Adaptation

Daisy: When a young woman stumbles into the arms of Spencer Reid in a local police station, she is panting and terrified. And after being held captive for ten years, she is mute and very skeptical of her world around her. Can Spencer teach her to trust again?

Early Morning: Spencer and Fem!Reader enjoy a surprise morning in bed together.

Lunch Meetings:  fem!reader surprises Spencer at work and she finally meets his co-workers.

Like You: (part two of Like Us): reader wants to fix things with Spencer’s team.

Wrapped Around His Finger: Season One Spencer decides to being his daughter along for a case.

Monkey Business: Spencer brings home a little surprise for reader.

Crazier, Crazier: Spencer and Y/N spend their first night together in their new apartment dancing around the living room.

Unlucky… or so they say: It’s Friday the thirteenth and Spencer is late for work and runs into a black car but also meets their very cute owner

Roll With It: you take Spencer to his first college football game

The Santa Mug: who knew a mug could bring up such memories

Bugs Bunny: reader convinces Spencer to get tiktok and she uses it to tease him. 

Your Body: Y/N starts to feel self conscious after someone on the team accuses her of being pregnant. So Spencer spends the night showing her just how beautiful she really is.

Cuffed: an explanation as to why reader and Spencer aren’t allowed to use work issued handcuffs in bed (part one)

The tease: fem! Reader just can’t help teasing her husband, Spencer.

Mine: Spencer gets jealous. 

The Private Dance: reader has a secret life that the team accidentally finds out about. 

Louder: Spencer’s girlfriend (and co worker) jumps in on his coworkers teasings about their “vanilla” life. 

Jealous Boy: Reid has rules and reader is desperate to break them. No matter the consequences.

Make Up: Spencer breaks readers heart. Until he sees her at a party and takes her on the bathroom sink.

Caught: Spencer just can’t help himself when he is forced to share a room with y/n. HIs dick has a mind of his own and y/n isn’t as asleep as he thinks she is.

Alpha: Reader catches Spencer changing the oil in her car and get’s turned on by him doing alpha things. 

Pavlovs Spencer: Reader secretly does the ‘Pavolvs dog’ experiment… but with her boyfriend, Dr. Spencer Reid.

The Made Up Notion Of Virginity: Spencer finds out Reader is a virgin and is more than happy to help her change that. 

Hands On Me: Spencer and reader get a little handsy after time spent in the desert for a concert.

The Way I Hate You: Spencer and Reader don’t get along. That is… until Hotch forces them to work it out or they lose their jobs.

A Phone Call: Reader pulls out all the stops to get Spencer to play with her… even though he’s waiting for an important phone call.

Strip It Down: Spencer and Reader play a fun little game of strip poker.

Unit: Spencer Reid becomes the BAUs new unit chief.

Safe: Reader uses her safe word (part 2)

Venus: Based off of “You Right” - Doja Cat

Jealousy, Jealousy: reader decides to press her luck with the very jealous Dr. Reid

Friends Without Benefits: falling in love with your best friend (when you weren’t supposed to) can be quite a bitch.

Pastel: nothing like a little pining for your colourful, ray of sunshine co-worker

Golden Hour: Spencer has been gone for some time, making you miss him horribly. Coming home never felt so sweet

The Return to the Underworld: There’s nothing sweeter than her coming home to him.

Like Us: Spencer takes his girlfriend to meet the team. But there’s a slight issue… she’s ten years younger than him.

The Storm: Spencer finds out his wife is pregnant and they couldn’t be happier. But being in this field is risky, and it comes back to bite them. 

Invisible: Spencer wakes to find gn! reader in a flare from their invisible illness. He cares for them while his mind races off all they have to go through. 

The Gentle Man: Reader can’t help but notice the way Spencers changed after prison. And when he scares her, she reminds him that he is deserving of love.

Sick Day: fem!reader is having a flare and Spencer decides they need to take a sick day

Still a Mother: it’s Mother’s Day and Spencer spends the day cheering up reader not long after she miscarried their child.

The Moon: In the midst of of her grief over spencers death, reader finds out she’s pregnant with Spencers child

The Worlds We Burnt: after a break up, Spencer is haunted by your memory due to the books you bought him. He has to get rid of them and fire seems to be the only option

Happier: seeing your ex with another woman hurts

Alibi: Breakups hurt. Especially when they show up to explain themselves

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sweet creature (wes/reader)pt 26

Title: Sweet Creature part 26 Couple: Wes/Fem!Reader Category: slowburn (will contain 18+ content) Content Warning: talks about an argument, mentions of depression, wes’s pov Word Count: 2254 Summary: While Wes is mulling over the argument he and Puppy had, Puppy gets a new friend. A/N: i hate writing angst and making angsty plots last ages… also if you missed it, i had a pretty major update to part 23. it contains pretty major info for the next part and the remain parts of the series! you can read the updated version here!  and sadly we’re in the last 3-4 parts of the series. i had a lot of fun writing this!

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It has been… Several days since I had last seen or even heard from Puppy. I guess I hadn’t realized that she was going through something. I feel awful. Terrible even. I knew there was something off but I just didn’t realize it was as bad as this. And I didn’t like where we left things when she left. I needed to talk to her, just to see how she’s doing. 

That was when my phone lit up and I was met with Puppy’s face and name. It was a cute picture of her, too. She was holding a small kitten that was brought in, before we brought it over to the local shelter. She looked… Happier in this picture. I fumbled with my phone for a moment before answering.

“H-Hey! Hey,” I quickly said, all my thoughts quickly turned into a puddle. 

“Hey, so I was thinking about getting a dog,” she said so casually. I froze and blinked down at Ollie. He was sitting between my legs, waiting for me to do something. Although I wasn’t entirely sure what it was that he was waiting for. 

“Oh?” Was all I said. 

“Yeah, I want a dog. I want one smaller than Ollie though,” she explained calmly. My eyebrows furrowed together at that thought. 

“Yeah?”

“Yeah. Hold on… I just said that. Wait, wait, what was I saying?”

“You were getting a dog?” I reminded, but it was also sort of reminding for me too. I knew she loved dogs. She loved Ollie and loved on every other dog that came into the clinic. But I never imagined her wanting to get her own dog. I just hope she wasn’t thinking impulsively.

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