#hehe things are brewing in my docs

[processordamage]

“Ratchet: also carrying?”

“Yea-up. Wait, also?”

Soundwave flashed a heart and a picture of a cassette tape on his visor.

[ulteri0rm0tives]

More questions for you if ur down!! I’m super interested in all your thoughts on these two hehe. 4, 6, 10, and 38 for eurov >:3

giggles :)c im so glad you're enjoying these <3 hope it's as much as I enjoy typing these up UGH ITS SO FUN makes me remember how much I love fandom <3

Answers below because I'm basically writing micro fanfictions here minus all the structure or coherency or grammar of one, like I put this in a doc? Near 2k words LIKE GIRL 💀 shutting up is NOT my specialty

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4. What acts do the couple do for the other that they absolutely adore? (ex: A knows B hates peeling oranges so A does it)

Honestly. I'm actually so surprised that the scene in Caliente, with Kerry being as mega ultra famous as he is, he was not recognized or rushed for pictures or autographs at all. Especially because during the US Cracks mess, he did pull up in inconspicuous clothing. And yeah, that could be for the fact he didn't want people seeing Kerry Eurodyne pulling up and whipping out a gun on people and the headlines that would make 💀 but also?? It's just kind of a common rule of thumb for celebs to follow? so?? Dunno. That or at least having witnessed one psychofan interaction with him like we did with Blue Moon. 

So in relation to that- I think Kerry really appreciates that when they are out, just trying to mind their business, despite Kerry's best efforts to be in his normie disguise, that V is very willing to deal with the paps or fans for him. That god forbid they try to enjoy a meal at some greasy fast food chain like a normal couple without someone practically smacking the burger out of Kerry's hand for a pic.

That he'll block their view of Kerry, obstruct cameras, that he is willing and totally down to punch one of them at a moment's notice or smash their camera to bits if need be (guard dog V my beloved<3) ((Kerry would do it himself, and sure, any publicity is the best publicity, but I think he's learned his lesson before with this and it's just not worth the media circus attached to his name))

That for V, if he comes back all banged up and bruised and scraped, Kerry's there to patch him up. I think Kerry's got a lot of practice in that department for A) bar brawls or situations you know him and Johnny were getting themselves into back in the day, even just fights with each other, but also B) in the later years, when Johnny turns to merc adjacent (?) gigs with Rogue (trying to prove he's the thing he preaches about), it kinda reminds him a lot of that.

V dragging himself to his stoop, cut up and bloody, looking for a certain comfort and care from Kerry there. And Kerry's willing to give it.

(first aid kit a mess on the counter just absolutely dug through, V sitting on the bathroom counter looking up at Kerry and smiling as he applies the final piece of medical tape, and Kerry giving him a little kiss on his forehead or a pat on his cheek like ‘there :) all patched up for the next time you wanna get your ass kicked <3’) 

Alternatively, if we're looking for more sappy things here. Kerry is definitely someone who loves to be dotted on too, can't convince me otherwise. I also think it's the little things V does for him. Brewing coffee for him in the mornings to nurse both their hangovers, sweet or crude or stupid little notes or drawings he leaves if he's gotta leave before Kerry's up, Kerry leaving his phone somewhere V knows his ass is later going to forget where he put it (adhd moment) and putting it out on the coffee table in plain view for him or just handing it to him like ‘here :) found this for you’ punctuated with a little kiss :) 

6. How did they become official? 

I don't think they make it official official until after the engram sitch. Like Ignoring the ‘spend a year with a rocker’ text, more as like cutesy flirting for the sake of narrative progression 💀 I think Kerry was a bit flighty in that regard (based off the FACT HE DITCHES V DURING THE NOMAD ENDING AND BREAKS UP WITH HIM BEFORE THEY CAN SPEND V’S FINAL MOMENTS ALIVE TOGETHER (WHICH I'M STILL NOT OVER) 😭😭). 

They're not really sure where this is heading, what's going to happen to V, if it's going to quite work out, but they're fine pretending at the moment. I don't think it's until post-game that they have a serious sit down talk about it. And even then, V probably reveals during that talk (that's in person btw, V is a gentleman, not gonna just drop a bomb like this through the mouth of his ai avatar on a holocall like some emotionless deepfake freak) that he's still dying from the long term damages of the relic. 

Kerry's go to method of dealing with grief is kinda this- passive anger? He's not sure how he feels at first. “What do you mean you're dying? Thought this whole fucking run around was meant to fix that’, and I think he takes some time to have to digest it. V can't really be mad, either, he still hasn't really processed it himself and he knows this is a lot to just throw on Kerry's lap. 

Eventually Kerry’ll come around, V waiting for him to be the one to reach out. Kerry's a little more resigned to the fact of V's condition when he realizes- this doesn't change how much V means to him. V was this anchor in a very rocky, transitional period of his life. Vital to it, even, the changes he went through. V’s actually really good for him, likes who he is and who he becomes when V's around, and he doesn't wanna give that up. 

So Kerry calls up V, and they meet and they talk and there might not be tears (maybe) but they're both putting on a brave face as they come together and agree they wanna see where this goes, that they'll be there for each other to the best of their abilities. Grief and all. That it's worth it to them. That they'll figure it out when and if that's a bridge for them to cross

10. What is an incredibly heartwarming moment between the two?

I'm cursed to always view things with a layer of melancholy painted over it. While sappy things can 100% be heartwarming, there's a special brand of warmth I especially love and I feel in things layered in a sadness that characters do their best to help the other (or each other) through. 

Like I personally find it heartwarming to think about how Kerry might care for V post game, primarily going off the sun ending. I know they didn't really showcase it in that final scene, the emotional/physical effects left over by Johnny/the relic like the devil ending had, but I do think it's something V would need to grieve thru a lot more than a quick conversation.

And I find it heartwarming to think Kerry sees this, recognizes this, and thinks this is one thing he can give back to V after V gave Kerry back his own drive for life. That Kerry's been through this rodeo before and he knows just how much support can be needed after such a loss, after the impact he personally knows Johnny can have on people's lives.

Everything about V to me, even in other relationships, will always be entrenched in silverv. Not for the romantic aspects either, but for this alterous love that is so deep and a connection so grand no other human can really understand it. And I want to believe Kerry recognizes that even if he's lost Johnny before, this time, for V, it's different.

V's dealing with a grief that's quite literally never existed like this before. That, yes, they both might have a Johnny shaped hole in their heart, where Kerry's had been torn out of him, a hole slowly healing and filled in by time and a full life, but V's is hollowed out of him, left bloodied, still so raw and new. 

Idk. Maybe this is me just not wanting to believe Kerry is like- not this mainly emotionally selfish person? That yeah, he might be, but I don't think it makes him incapable of thinking about others feelings. That V wasn't just emotional and creative booster for him, or at least he's not anymore. That for all his impulsivity, this is the one thing he's willing to be patient for for V. 

So days that V is a little more down and grey, whether it's because of Johnny or the grief of his health that hangs over his head or his health just acting up in general (I see V as chronically ill post game no matter if he's still dying or not), Kerry's there to meet him with understanding. Maybe play him music to comfort him or just hold him or help accommodate for his migraines or give him space that day if that's what he needs, while still letting V know he's never far if he needs him. 

There's also the obvious songs as gifts written for V which would definitely be heartwarming. About their love, about his strength, just about him. And Kerry actually being able to answer questions about the songs in interviews, like if he had a particular person in mind when he wrote them, where he can proudly say his output direct to the camera. (Compare this to his notes on his wiki for his song he's work shopping on his laptop called Vision of Your Memories (which is so about Johnny) and it might help show where I'm coming from) 

38. What is something they admire about the other?

Vs hunger for life. To WANT to live, to constantly be living. Just the fact that for a dying man, maybe it's the self preservation, maybe it's the survival instinct, but V just radiates life. He's driven and determined and motivated to do what he has to survive. His perseverance. Picking himself up when he's knocked down, always hitting the ground running. His strength, his endurance. His persistence.

V admires the emotional depth of Kerry. That he might have a penchant for melodramatics as seen in exhibit A for Arson, but also his lyrics. I think V admires Kerry's someone who can feel deeply, recognizes it even. That Kerry IS a romantic, whether that wants to be believed or not. That once you get past the several layers of that carefully crafted and curated wild card of a gun swinging, drug addled, chaos junkie rockstar image, Kerry's low-key a fucking millennial dork that's sends emoticons like  :* :D :P (I literally cannot imagine him sending those to Johnny 😭 or if he did pre ‘23 he's getting fucking flamed, so I like to think it's a side of him many don't get to see) 

That Kerry can be this ball of energy and life and passion. I also think his talent is something V would admire, especially since we know Kerry's writing at least one love rock ballad about V using emo ass metaphors like ghosts that were once shadows filling the space of a home that he found comfort and life in.

[multi-lefaiye]

tav game (hehe)

i saw there was a tav info tag game thing and came as fast as i could. yoinking the open tag from my friend @kk7-rbs, which you can read over here: [x] (i also wanna shout out the other one of these i've seen, by @findingtarshish! you can see theirs here: [x])

for this one, i'll be doing my boy eden, sharing screencaps from both of my save files with him, but mainly the dark urge one b/c that one i've taken more screencaps in. he's a model to me.

gonna leave this as an open tag for anyone who'd like to do one! for bg3 or not. but i *am* gonna poke @skitzo-kero @void-botanist and @anexor specifically if y'all want <3 (no pressure to any of y'all ofc)

(his dream visitor in this screenshots is taking the form of his estranged father, abdiel, who left him deeply traumatized and riddled with self worth issues)

Name: Dr. Eden Linnaeus (eventually Dr. Eden Ravengard-Dekarios)

Nickname(s): Captain, Ed, Doc, The Sunbringer, Ivaebhin (only Kader, his childhood best friend, can get away with calling him that last one)

Pronouns: He/Him

Star Sign: Leo Sun, Virgo Moon (not sure what else he's got going though lol)

Height: 5'3" / 160 cm

Orientation: Gay

Class: Warlock (Archfey)

Race: Mephistopheles Tiefling

Romancing: In my main save with Eden, Wyll! And in the Dark Urge save, Gale. And in my heart... both. It's a polycule. And the polycule is a biiit more complicated than that even, with other characters involved, but point is. There's a lot of love going around here, of various flavors.

I imagine at least those three are married, though, and Eden takes both Wyll and Gale's surnames, distancing himself from his own family's legacy and forging a new one with these people he cares for so deeply.

(the rest under the cut)

Favorite Fruit: Raspberries! He likes to snack on them while he works.

Favorite Season: Spring! He likes seeing life return to the world after a long winter.

Favorite Flower: He'll say he's not one for flowers, but Eden has a fondness for Mountain Laurels.

Favorite Scent: In many ways, Eden is rather indifferent to smells and doesn't put much thought into picking a favorite. However, he has a fondness for woodsy scents, and a deep-seated aversion to smokey scents.

Coffee, Tea, or Hot Chocolate?: Coffee, all the way, but he has a fondness for a specific flavor of Waterdhavian tea Gale brews for them both sometimes. He's not exactly a connoisseur of tea, though, haha.

Average Sleep Hours: Far too few, haha. Eden tends to work himself to exhaustion rather frequently, and then keep going. Wyll and Gale have become experts at redirecting their husband's attention and convincing him to take a break and rest.

Dogs or Cats: Both! But I think Eden is overall more of a dog person, having grown up around them. Still, he adores Tara.

Dream Trip: When he was younger, Eden wanted to see Rosymorn Monastery, as his mother told him many stories of her studies there on her journey to becoming a cleric. However, as he got older, he became far more agnostic in his beliefs and the idea became much less appealing. He gave up on praying to Lathander after his mom's death, and now he feels mainly just... a vague sense of discomfort and grief when he thinks about the god he was raised with. This only got worse after seeing the monastery during his travels with the group.

So, now Eden wants to see Candlekeep. He desperately wants access to that expansive library and to learn all that he can. At heart, Eden hungers for knowledge above all else.

Amount of Blankets: So many. Eden is always on the chilly side, and that coupled with his chronic joint and muscle pain means he can only really sleep bundled up in a blanket nest. Wyll and Gale have had to make peace with their husband being a blanket hoarder.

Random Facts:

Yes, Eden has a fantasy phd. He basically got a degree in being a wizard... despite not having much ability to use magic himself. His magic is almost entirely from his warlock pact, as besides that he just can't use magic in the way a lot of other mages can.

He also has pretty serious chronic joint pain, made worse when he strains himself using his magic. It's a condition he inherited from his mother, and it's one he's learned to live with and how to accommodate for.

Eden's storyline is a mix of the normal tav story and the Dark Urge storyline. How so? Well. Before the adventure, Eden died, and he's only recently been resurrected at the start... minus many of his memories about who he is and what happened to him. So, on top of all the other shit going on, Eden has to figure out why his brain is full of holes.

Eden's father Abdiel is a very well-known and respected wizard, one that Gale actually was a fan of when he was younger. However, after seeing how horribly Abdiel treats Eden, Gale has left that adoration behind. Never meet your heroes, and all that.

(On a similar note, Wyll originally encouraged Eden to consider forgiving his father and reconnecting with him, which was the cause of a lot of conflict between them in the early days of their relationship. Eventually, though, Wyll came to understand *why* Eden doesn't want to forgive the man who traumatized him and abandoned him, and he respects and supports Eden's decision.)

(Gale and Wyll might or might not have an agreement to make sure Eden never has to even be in the same room as his father ever again. They'll keep him safe.)

[squeakheart-deactivated]

what's Bebe's dynamic with the Blackbeard crew like? Obviously you ship her with Blackbeard but is she also shipped with the others?

ok insane rambling and some nsft soooo .. this post is going under the cut but

i mainly ship her with blackbeard buuut .. i feel like a lotta casual sex goes on in that crew so stuff w the others inevitably just happens lol? never planned to make bebe polyamorous bc i am very much not polyamorous irl but it just sorta started making sense once i started making bebe less of 'me' and more of her own character

bebe and blackbeard have a little lovey dovey thing going on bc i really like the gap moe of a big scary guy like him having a soft spot for my little mouse ^_^ not that hes not also rough and dominant with her too but. yknow. they have a special bond bc when they first meet he says some stuff that makes a big impact on her aaaand she baked him a real nice cherry pie so hes totally ride or die for her lol. i dont feel like retyping my whole ass backstory so heres bebe wiki screenshots

needless to say. important to her.

slightly less going on with the others but i would say yeah i still ship her with them

burgess and her sleep together for SURE bc um. hes hot as fuck. his huge muscles and confident charisma have captivated her .. hes an irresistable guy. i think her dynamic with him is more playful than her dynamic w teach and theres a lot of likeee him tossing her in the air and chasing her and pinning her down 🥰🥵 shes a weak little mousey but she really enjoys it

doc q and bebe are like genuine bffs bc theyre both sick forever .. chronic illness solidarity. their dynamic hovers somewhere between "platonic" and "holding each others cocks while they pee" its a special bond. they definately fuck nasty style but only when theyre not both too unwell lmao. bebe/doc started out genuinely just platonic but every day i realise more and more how fucking handsome he is so uh. call me in a week and ill probably tell you shes in love with him

van augur .. hm .. yknow i dont actually think about him and bebe that much bc i know a couple of people who ship their ocs with him already and their ocs usually spring to mind for augur before bebe! a lotta the stuff i have for her and augur is just her teasing him for being a big nerd hehe .. but sitting down and thinking about it .. sure. bebe and augur can kiss with tongue ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ if i do think about bebe/augur i usually think about my husbands transfem augur AU bc something about augur with tit growth does it for me lol

laffitte and bebe are mainly like. gossipy brunch friends who meet up for coffee and make fun of everyone else lol. also passive agressive to each other constantly. hes my least fav so they probably have the least romantic tension out of the original crew. something sexual going on tho. i think laffitte gets a little jealous of anyone who's close to blackbeard and they have weird sex about it where laffitte makes sure to let bebe uhm. know her place on the crew. hes taking his "chief of staff" position very seriously i guess

i have some stuff brewing for the later additions to the crew too but our household rewatch is only just up to impel down so i want to let myself mull them over more before i commit to any dynamics hehe

thanks for reading if u read this far. take this post timeskip bebe from my sketchpad as some kinda reward

[onigiri-dorkk]

Goals + updates for 2023!

(plus sneak-talks into my future fics!)

ALRIGHT RIVAMIKA FRIENDS! This evening (now that I've finally come back from my short New Year's trip... as well as recovered from major car sickness on the way back home l o l), my birthday-week-and-writing-sabbatical (😂) officially begins!

If you've been following, I've been hustling since November with my IRL workload and it has taken time away from writing and fandom things, so I had planned that from January 1st for a whole entire week I will dedicate my time to rest in the form of writing. No work, no emails, no ads...

NOTHING except sitting in coffeeshops or beautiful places and writing stories from my heart again.

During the holidays I had a couple of technically free days, so I wanted to get a one-shot in to get myself ready and warm up for this week (and then produced last week's one-shot, The Perfect Brew, which might mark my all-time favorite one-shot I've written so far).

The hard part was deciding what the heck to focus on and commit to. I thought about keeping it free, but knew it would lead to more one-shots, which is fine too.

But after I came back home and rested, I sorted through my WIP's (which, at this point, I actually have 7! I just forgot about 4 of them omg) and I rediscovered a WIP in my Google Docs I loved and forgot about, and that is the orphanage fic.

I don't think I've shared much about it just yet, but it will be a multi-chapter fic set after Season 3, and both Historia's orphanage and castle will play a big role in the plot for Levi, Mikasa and the Scouts. Obviously I don't think I will complete the entire fic just in this week (sheesh... I can't even imagine?!) but I aim to make a good dent in it and hopefully publish something by my birthday weekend :) I believe this is the one I want to make the most progress in, and hopefully get something published from it, though I can't promise timely updates the way you got Microcosmos every week or two.

Also on the back burner that I might trudge through this week is the Ackerman (Kenny, Levi, Mikasa) short-fic, and a post-war reunion fic that will likely be a long-fic. Then deeeeeep in my backburner is also a post-war long-fic that will circle around Levi and Mikasa and gang as Paradis refugees; I foresee this as something that will be a lot darker and angstier.

I'm honestly just excited for starting 2023 dedicating passion-time to writing; it feels like me saying YES to dedicating this full year to growing as a writer. I only began writing in May so it's strange that I haven't even hit a full year of doing so... But knowing that 2023 is starting and ending with me in love with writing is just exciting. I'm PUMPED. I have other ideas (maybe starting a Rivamika-specific writers' accountability group, etc) but I'll save all of that for another time hehe.

All this to say, thank you to all of my fandom friends I've made here who have encouraged me and brought me soooo much joy and inspiration literally on the daily. You don't understand how much your presence here has helped me in my real daily life, and has sustained this newfound inspiration. It makes writing and creating art not feel like an echo-in-a-chamber. To have real people enjoying what we create together, encouraging each other in the process, and sharing their joys for it, it's just sooo important and meaningful. Thank you all!! I will continue to ~dedicate my heart~ to creating art in lots of forms for our lil community here. :)

Please look forward to another year of Onigiri's proud hyper-fixation on Rivamika ;)

(P.S. I can see my nighttimes being filled with reading all of y'alls fanfics that I haven't gotten to read yet!!! PLS!! I CANT WAIT!)

[shoichee]

Sneak Peek

To apologize my hectic schedule and not fulfilling my promise(?) of releasing that Kise enemies-to-lovers!/soulmate!/manga kise!au fic series for MONTHS, here's a little ~preview~ of the first chapter. I literally have 38 damn pages of this WIP and it's only in chapter FIVE in my docs and not even half way through this plot??? I hate myself LMAO I PROMISE YALL I DID NOT DITCH THIS PROJECT

current 🏷: @nadav-ii @carinacassiopeiae @kendrex13 @roppongiperfume @thesongstressayre @kimigiri09 @takatul @evierena @one-one-one-one

A/N: The brunette that flirted with Haizaki is nameless, so I just named her Hana. Yeah, no creativity on my end, anyways--

[Kise x fem!Reader]

First Section:

Addressed to Kise Ryōta:

You will meet your soulmate in a place where there are many other people. You will have your first real encounter with them in a place where you always spend your time through the years. Be careful to keep track of where you are at all times. Your soulmate is always with company, and they are never lonely. You must be careful to not actively seek out for your fated encounter, for you’ll certainly miss them. You must remain committed and seek out things that keep you steady and motivated. Only then is it possible for your soulmate to come to you instead.

Kise would like to think he’s a romantic at heart—cheesy guy even, but on the other hand, he actively scoffs at the letter’s content… that he’s had memorized for years now. He has no choice on the matter of whether or not he’ll remember it. Not when his ��letter” was just a measly paragraph. He remembered being awfully jealous and whiny of his past classmates bringing their 2-page letter to class to show off and getting the “ooh’s” and “ah’s” from everyone else. That was one sure-fire way to distinguish yourself from the crowd and make a name for yourself. Over the years, Kise’s learned that it would become a separate type of “popularity hierarchy,” whereas those with the most elaborate, mysterious, or unique soulmate letters are the ones at the top of the social ladder. Bonus points if it somehow involves all three factors.

———

Second Section:

It’s utterly stupid. Who does this sender think they are to decide how Kise gets to live his life? What type of sadistic game were they playing by forcing the other soulmate to have the other half of the information, which would be, no doubt, just as annoyingly cryptic?

He stopped denying all the rumors of a girl claiming to be his soulmate; for every rumor he clarified and quashed during his naive youth, three more sprung up the next week. Ignoring them sounds counterintuitive, but when he allows the many rumors and girls to multiply and fester, the number of annoyances are still relatively the same: nearly infinite.

Such has become the life of Kise Ryōta.

———

Third Section:

He walks with such controlled anger brewing within him that he almost didn’t notice another girl walking past him. Almost.

“Hana-chan!” a voice called out. He presumes that the brunette is who the voice is looking for. “Why’d you ditch me like that? You left me with these boys all alone! You know how starved they are—They totally looked at me like a piece of meat!”

“Aish, (y/n)-chan!” He hears her annoying voice echoing behind him. He walks faster. “Don’t you know you have that charm? Can you blame them?~ I wouldn’t, hehe.”

“Mou—! Hana-chan!” You speed to Hana, completely ignoring Kise as you storm past him. “You’re mean!”

He takes a quick side glance at you before his scowl turns harsher.

Who the hell in their right mind is friends with that bitch??

“Sorry, sorry!~”

But Kise can obviously tell she isn’t sorry in the least. He’s even more pissed off when he hears you pleasantly laugh with her, completely accepting her half-assed apology.

[spencesglasses]

sweet creature (spencer reid x f! reader) pt 1

A/N: I did it! I did change the plot a little bit so Spencer does know the reader instead of just meeting her at the BAU. This takes place around season 11/12. Please ignore any grammar or spelling errors hehe. Enjoy! <3

part two

Spencer weaves through the sea of people, heading towards a small coffee shop tucked between two lonely stores. The hustle and bustle of the market square was enough to make Spencer’s need for a serene atmosphere urge him into the cafe. A familiar scent fills his nose when he finally walks in: freshly brewed coffee and muffins straight out of the oven, he concludes.  

“Welcome in!” he heard someone call out from the back. “I’ll be with you in a second!”

He nods and claims his spot on the battered leather couch in the nook of the quiet coffee shop. The building was cold, despite the burning heat outside. Which was good, he supposed, he was never really fond of the heat.

“187!”

Spencer puts his attention to the woman in front of him. His eyes were stuck on her, and his thoughts drowned out most of his surroundings. She and Spencer had known each other for a while now, since the day he walked into her shop on an impromptu coffee run. Spencer went in with a frown on his face and left with a number memorised, but Y/N didn't need to know that. And that next Saturday they found themselves on his couch watching movies and cracking jokes through them all. By the end of their first movie, she was asleep so peacefully Spencer did not have the heart to wake her up. So he stayed there with her, throwing a small blanket over her and making a makeshift bed on the floor below her. Y/N left in the morning for her part-time job, a job he found out keeps her afloat when monthly payments come around.

“Hello,” sang Y/N, waving a hand over his face. “Earth to 187.”

For a moment, he feels out of place while the memory of them clings to him. “Huh?” he clears his throat. “Sorry about that.”

Y/N quirks her brow. “It’s alright, Mr. 187,” she pokes his stomach.

“Doctor, actually,” he grinned, shooing her hand away.

She moved away just before Spencer could poke the spot between her brows, and she made her way back behind the register. “Well, doc, you didn’t come here to sit and look pretty. Whatcha want?” Spencer’s face flushes and she watches him shake his head, as if it was a reluctant reply. “Unless you did come here to sit there and look pretty,” she laughs.

His brows furrowed. “What? I was ju-”

“I’m just messing with you,”

His lips curl into a gentle smile. “Oh,” he looks up at the menu. “You choose.”

“Oh, don’t say that, Spence, I’ll give you the most repulsive cup of coffee you’ve ever had.” she said with a smile.

“The most repulsive cup of coffee, but I’d still love it anyway,” he leans forward against the counter between them.

“And why is that, 187?”

“Because you made it,”

Y/N pushes his head away and starts on the ticket. “Such a charmer, Dr. Reid. So tell me, you use that line often, or are you just trying to get free coffee?”

Spencer taps his finger against his chin in a false ponder. “Both, but free coffee always makes my day.”

Her laugh and the smell of freshly brewed coffee are lively compared to the quietness inside the shop. Seeing her move so effortlessly around the kitchen had more of an effect on him than he’d care to admit. She puts a lid on the cup and pulls a pen out of her apron.

The buzzing of his phone in his pocket pulled him out of his thoughts. “I gotta go,” he said. “We just got a case.”

“Just in time, 187, your coffee is ready,” she slides the cup across the counter.

He takes out his wallet and pulls out a few dollars and Y/N shakes her head, “No need,” it was her turn to shoo away his hands. “It’s on me.”

“So I’m taking my charm worked?” he laughed.

Y/N held her hand over her chest and batted her lashes. “Oh, of course,”

“That usually doesn’t-” Spencer’s phone rang.

“You should go,” she checks her watch. “I actually have to go as well.”

Spencer tilts his head at her. “New job,” she continues.

“I can walk you out,”

“I’m sure the FBI needs you much more than I do, and I think-”

He interrupts her. “You paid for my coffee and the least I could do is walk you out.”

She paused for a beat. “Alright then, doc, I need to clean up a bit then clock out and I’ll meet you out front.”

Spencer nods, turning on his heel and walking through the front doors. She stared at the doors closing behind him, then got to work.

“I can do that if you like,” she hears her coworker, Anna, say. “I see you have a special someone waiting for you.” she wiggles her eyebrows.

“Oh please, Spence and I are friends,” she rolls her eyes. “Barely that, we meet each other a month ago and the only times I see him, or actually get to have a proper conversation with him, is when he stops by the shop.”

“Spence?” Anna repeats.

She arched one brow. “Yeah?”

“Nicknames already, huh?” Anna faked yawned.

She threw the rag she was using to clean the counters to her friend. “Just shut up and clean,”

Anna chuckled softly. “Have you told him, by the way?”

Y/N’s head snapped up. She did mean to tell him, but she just did never have the chance to. Now, she had two options: tell him now, or surprise him later.

She frowned deeply. “Not yet.”

-

Y/N hurried to the front and found Spencer leaning against the shop building, fiddling with his watch. The sound of the doors opening alerted him. “Ready?”

She hummed and held out her arm. “Ready.” Spencer linked his arm with hers, and they were on their way. Meanwhile, Y/N had something boiling deep inside her, her thoughts overflowing. Should I tell him now? Of course! This is the last chance you have! It’s not that big of a deal, right? She huffed, digging her nails into her palm.

Spencer’s eyes fall on her, quite literally having to look down at her. “Are you okay?”

“Huh?”

“I asked if you were okay,”

His voice catches her off guard, and she’s quiet for a moment. This is the perfect opportunity to tell him, Y/N. You’re making a bigger deal than it is. “Don’t profile me, 187,”

“I don’t need to profile you to know something is bothering you,” he separates their arms. “What is it?”

Tell him, Tell him, Tell him. “It’s really nothing,” she said. “I start at my new job today so I’m just nervous,”

This wasn’t a total lie. She was nervous. Who wouldn’t be nervous starting at a new job, especially the one she’s about to have. New people, new surroundings, and traveling every other day. It would be a huge adjustment considering the job she has now. Despite the nervousness, she was excited. She was ready for new and bigger things, things her current job could not give her.

“Hey,” he says softly, halting their movements. “You are-”

“Spence, we both have to go,” she snaps.

Spencer watches her as her feet carry her to her car. She didn’t mean to be so blunt. She knew she should just tell him and get it over with, but she couldn’t help but think about how awkward the interaction would be. She didn’t want to intrude. Dammit, Y/N. Why didn’t you just tell him when you had the chance? You’re making this so difficult! She shakes her head. It’s silly that she’s arguing with herself through her thoughts. “I’ll see you in a bit, Spence,”

He gave her a questioning look but before he can question her, she was off.

What is she hiding, he thinks.

-

The train to Quantico was brief, but it gave him time to be alone with his thoughts. What was she being so secretive about? And why was she going to ‘see him in a bit’. He knew he was thinking too much into it, but the profiler in him needed answers.

Spencer made it to his floor as soon as he could, realizing he was 30 minutes late. This wouldn’t be the first time he was late, but it was the first time he was late because he was with her. He rushed through the hallways not paying attention to his surroundings into he heard someone call his name, well his nickname.

“Boy wonder!” he halts and sees Penelope Garcia rushing towards him.

“You’re finally here,” she places her hand on his arm. “We have a case,”

“Hotch sent me-”

“And we have a new addition to the team!” she squeals.

Wait. New job. “See you in a bit”. It couldn’t be. Could it? Is this what she was so nervous about? Starting at the BAU? Not just starting at the BAU, joining their team. Being a new member of their tight-knit group. A new member of their family. Don’t think too ahead on this, Spencer, you don’t even know if it’s her yet. Don’t get your hopes up.

“Oh, you will love her! She fits in so perfectly!” Penelope tugs on his wrist, pulling him towards the wide glass doors.

The bullpen is lively. Everyone seemed happier, more joyful than they’ve had been in a while. His eyes roam left and right, trying to find if his conclusion was true. And there she is. Just as he thought. Y/N. Y/N sitting there with Hotch. And Morgan. And Tara. She sits there as if she has always been there, making jokes with everyone and already having a playful banter with Morgan. He knows Penelope was right, as always.

“Spence!” JJ calls. “Come meet newbie,”

Y/N’s and Spencer’s eyes meet, and they knew exactly what they were thinking. She gives him a sheepish smile and says, “Surprise.”

—

A/N: I just remembered that Emily is only in one episode in season 11 so you’ll probably only see her when I write out that episode and when I write season 12.

But anyway, first chapter! How we feelin’?

Feedback is always appreciated <3

[flipsideds]

🍄 - What’s one bad habit you know you have in writing? // 🍁 - How do you want to explore your muse further? Is there a wishlist?

🍄 –– what’s one bad habit you know you have in writing ?

one. just one ?  

                  i like em-dashes too much.

kidding. oh, golly. just one. i’ll try :

i like to run. i tend to procrastinate when i think an article, email, reply, story, et cetera won’t turn out as i’d like it to. it’s an instinct i’ve got going; i kind of... know when it won’t click. ( that’s the virgo in me. i very well damn edit before my words are even on the page. )

writing truly is my refuge but... it can also sometimes serve as a grotesque mirror for myself –– if i feel that line wearing thin, i tend to seclude for a while. not away from the craft entirely, just... into writing of a different form. so where people traditionally get writer’s block, i just pack up and move to a new writing block. ( hehe. seewhatididthere. )

replies not going well ?  let’s work on the personal portfolio site. novel hit a bump ? on to some poetry. my own voice pissing me off ( more likely than you think ! ) ?  time to start a new script, so there’s no space for it. all in all, i think this comes back to running from myself. which isn’t novel; it’s not all that profound. we all do it every day, you know ?  in leaps, in bounds. in stress baking at 2am on a tuesday, in dusting enough cinnamon on lattes to burn our throats. in the little things. and sometimes, rightly, in the big ones.

call it an anti-cliché, because it is : 

i don’t want to see myself in my own work. so whenever that happens in high potency, i dip the heck out of there. just for a bit. until i no longer have that metaphysical aftertaste. and then ? i’m back. all’s gucci. i write. run. repeat. hence the hellishly disorganized docs folder. hence these sometimes infrequent replies of mine.

🍁 –– how do you want to explore your muse further? is there a wishlist ?

i consider myself very lucky with flip –– he tends to write himself ( after asking politely, of course ) . i would love expose an older half-brother connection i’ve got brewing. that would be very interesting, plopping flip into a scenario where he may or may not reveal his identity, thus bringing his familial tally up to 1. he’s survived with 0 for so long. how would he handle that, knowing he’s not as... alone ?  how would he feel, having this stranger ask so many questions about him ( he’s so rarely fielded questions about himself over the years ) ?

going off of that. flip’s come off a terrible year. his bakery burned down. his adoptive brother/guardian and best friend went with it. he’s here in chicago for a new start, but... there’s bound to be circumstances that remind him of home. that rekindle the lingering ashes from that heartache. i’d love to play with that, to get his feet wet in... in having no choice but to communicate his sorrows. flip’s mighty good at staying agreeable, staying quiet. he’s a conversational pushover. having someone see into that and understand why ? and how ? i’m not quite sure he’d know what to do.

and that right there, that excites me.