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[444rockstargf]

Hiii! I love your page first of all and second I was thinking about like Spencer Reid x reader to lana del Rey song lust for life, like maybe the song is playing in the background as reader is getting ready for a get together and he feels so overwhelmed with love? Idk I just love lust for life and Spencer Reid

AHH THIS IS MY FAVOURITE REQUEST EVER!! ( p.s. you didn't ask for any smut so I didn't include anything too raunchy. thank you! )

"nobody here, just us together." | spencer reid

lust for life. - lana del rey

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female!reader x spencer

word count: 701

contents: a little fluffy, making out, sexual implications

your translucent red record spun in the corner of the bedroom, the 70s-inspired tune leaking through the closed bathroom door as you stood in front of the mirror.

you ran your hands down your deep-red silky nightgown, taking in the soft but thin texture of the fabric. you had your hair done up all nicely, applying a light blush to your cheeks for a rosy touch. you could feel spencer’s burning presence through the door, making your nerves buzz with excitement. this was going to be your first night with him. nobody else around, just you and him together.

your little “dates” with him had been going in all the right directions, months of shy flirting and risky innuendos making your certain of his suspected attraction toward you. and now, you’d finally gathered the courage to invite him over for the night. 

you took a deep breath, opening the door and displaying yourself to him. you watched a smile pull at his lips as a pink tint stained his cheeks. “there she is…” he said, the words breathy and under his breath. with a few feet of distance separating you two, your eyes travelled along each other’s bodies, the room’s temperature seeming to be growing warm. you had gotten all dolled up, but somehow the simple sight of him in his suit and tie made your knees weaker than anything.

a moment of silence enrobed you two before he stood up slowly, stepping into the dim streaks of amber and golden sunshine that poured from the windows as he approached you. he got closer and closer until two inches of space stood between you two. you tilted your head upward to meet his infatuated gaze, his arm slowly snaking around your waist as he pressed you into the wall behind you.

“words cannot explain how beautiful you are, my dear.” and he was right. the shards of sunset that seeped into the room gave you a gentle glow, making you more luminous than even the brightest star. his breath was heavy as his thumbs massaged slow circles onto your waist, pulling your body into his to fill in the gaps that parted you from him.

your gaze locked with his and a shock sizzled down his core. he wrapped his arms around your waist, picking you up with minimal effort. you wrapped your legs around his waist as he rested his chin in the space between your breasts, your hearts rapidly beating in unison. a lust-filled flicker of his gaze gave you the green light, and you connected your lips in a sloppy kiss.

he groaned deeply, feeding his sounds of arousal into your mouth as his hands moved up to grip your ass. he drank you in with no intention of ever letting you go, your touch seeming like the only thing keeping him alive at this moment. he had been wanting this so badly for the longest time, longing to feel your soft lips against his own in a concealed environment.

he pulled his lips away from yours, holding you even tighter as he began to trail deep kisses down your neck. heavy breaths spilled from your lips as your hands each took in a generous handful of his hair, his golden-brown locks feeling like silk in your grasp.

he had taken control with no doubt or hesitation in his movements. his hands knew the right places to go, his tongue drew the perfect patterns on your soft skin, it was almost too much.

you connected your lips to his forehead as he planted kisses all over your collarbone, pausing to look up at you with hazy eyes. his eyes appeared to have a layer of shine on them, like he was on the brink of tears. his body trembled as he held you and his words were laced together with only an ounce of intelligence. “i-i… i love you. so, so much…”

you could tell he was mere seconds away from losing it, but so were you. you and him were alone, free to decide where to take the night. your fate was in your hands, so you bit the bullet and began to take off his clothes…

author's note: stream the lfl album.

[444rockstargf]

I want to start writing but I genuinely don’t know if I should do you have any advice?

so first of all, you definitely should!

key tips that i have are joining a fandom (extra points if it's a popular one) and following a bunch of people. then when you start producing fics, you'll already have some built-in supporters. some accounts primarily focus on their writing, which is 100% okay! but i personally enjoy creating visuals that go with the theme of the fics.

when i first started this account, i posted really short fics (100-600 words) called drabbles. i recommend starting your account off with drabbles because they are quick and easy to write and read.

i hope this helps a little. thanks for reaching out!!

xoxo, olivia.

[444rockstargf]

My mom passed away yesterday and I am in desperate need of a comfort fic with Spencer Reid </3

my most heartfelt condolences, anon. :(( i pray that everything turns around for the better for you.

₊˚⊹ 𐦍༘⋆₊ ⊹ "𝐡𝐞 𝐡𝐨𝐥𝐝𝐬 𝐦𝐞 𝐢𝐧 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐛𝐢𝐠 𝐚𝐫𝐦𝐬." | 𝐬𝐩𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞𝐫 𝐫𝐞𝐢𝐝

⊹ ࣪ ˖ 𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠: reader x spencer

⊹ ࣪ ˖ 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭: 430

⊹ ࣪ ˖ 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐬: fluffy drabble, spencer comforts reader

silence draped over you and spencer like a warm blanket.

tears rolled down your cheeks as you choked out pained yet quiet sobs, your body rocking slightly. his arms were locked around you, pulling you into a long hug and letting your tears saturate his t-shirt. he didn’t mind it at all.

you curled up into a ball, the pillow underneath your head completely soaked. spencer rubbed slow, gentle circles onto your back and pressed a kiss to your forehead before making you lift up your head so that he could exchange your wet pillow with his dry one.

you felt a pang of pain in your chest as he did this, the simple action representing how he always put your burdens upon himself. you felt as if you didn’t deserve his kindness, and another wave of heavy sobs hit you. a pounding sensation flooded your head, making the room spin.

spencer sighed deeply, sitting up from the bed and leaning back against the headboard. he pulled your head onto his lap, looking down at you as he stroked your tear-strained cheek gently. “hey, look at me…” you swallow hard, managing to wipe away a few of the tears that clouded your vision. 

he held your chin with the same tenderness that would be used for an infant. “i’ve never seen you this sad before…” your heart broke at the shakiness of his voice. seeing you in this state was killing him on the inside. he took a deep shaky breath before pulling you up, setting your body onto his lap and giving you a soft kiss on the nose.

“i know this hurts, my love. but you will never be alone as long as i live.” he took your hands into his to still their shaking. “i promise that i will be with you until you get through this.” his voice broke as tears began to swell in his eyes. “it gets better, baby. i promise…“ he held you close to his, the tenderness of his massages helping your heartrate to still.

he looked up at you, his eyes glistening ever so slightly. “remember, it’ll always be you and i. and nothing will ever change that.” he smiled a little, making you do the same as you sniffled. he laid back down with your body on top of his, rubbing the same patterns onto your back as you closed your eyes. silence falls over you once again as he does the same. as you two drift off to sleep, he manages to mutter one last thing:

“i love you…”

[444rockstargf]

do u have any angsty prompts for us to use?

well since you asked... (dialogue prompts)

𝐀𝐍𝐆𝐒𝐓𝐘 𝐖𝐑𝐈𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐓𝐒. ݁₊ ⊹ . ݁˖ . ݁

"i never should've trusted you..."

"i'm done waiting for you and hurting myself in the process."

"i'd rather die than make the mistake of loving you."

"I never meant to hurt you... but I can't stop."

"you see me as your saviour, but I'm a monster."

"I feel so alone whenever I'm with you..."

"I'm sorry for giving up on you. but it's about time you gave up on yourself too..."

"you were nothing but a pawn to me. you either play someone's game or live your own life and you, my dear, got played."

[panicked] "n-no..! i didn't mean it like that! i swear..."

"there's nothing you can do to change how I feel about you. I'm afraid only your death could please me."

^ "I didn't think you'd actually do it..."

"you mistook my kindness for weakness."

"it's the same thing with you everyday. you plaster that fake smile onto your face and expect me to believe it like an idiot."

[444rockstargf]

MAYBE ‘i miss you’ & ‘just one more time’ type angsty moment.

if this isn’t enough pls feel free to ignore! i still get nervous and awkward to send in requests 😭

thank you, cherry! 🍒

₊˚⊹ 𐦍༘⋆₊ ⊹ "𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐤 𝐢'𝐥𝐥 𝐦𝐢𝐬𝐬 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫…" | 𝐣𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐭𝐡𝐮𝐫𝐥𝐨𝐰

⊹ ࣪ ˖ 𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠: female!reader x jack

⊹ ࣪ ˖ 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭: 1.5k

⊹ ࣪ ˖ 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐬: angst, slight verbal abuse, abandonment, not proofread.

jack could tell you that he loved you one million times, but you knew how much he truly hated you deep down.

you scrubbed at a dirty pot in the sink, the two metal surfaces clanging against eachother. soapy suds cascaded down your hands as you heard the front door swing open and slam shut just as quickly with an alarming amount of force. you were always able to read jack’s emotions no matter the situation, and you could tell that a storm was coming.

you set the pot down, trying not to make a sound. you rinsed off your hands and wiped them off on your apron, sighing deeply as you spun around and walked toward the front door, plastering a smile onto your face. jack was at the front door, slipping off his work shoes as he glanced at you, a slight frown creating creases in his face.

you walked up to him, kissing him on the cheek and helping him take off his coat. “hello, jack…” you spoke softly, almost whispering. he responded to your greeting with a low grumble, running a hand through his hair as he walked past you into the living room. he slumped onto the couch, setting his feet on the coffee table in front of him. you were frozen in place, having to shake yourself out of your trance. you shuffled back into the kitchen, taking the plate of food you had prepared for him out of the microwave.

you cleaned off a smudge on the white porcelain with your thumb, walking over to where he was seated and gently setting the plate onto his lap. jack gazed down at the plate before looking up at you with disdain. “grab me a beer, will you?” your palms went clammy at his request. “i-is the food cold? i can heat it up if you’d like. o-or i could just make you something el-” 

jack slammed his hand against the creaky coffee table, nearly cracking it. he stood up, getting in your face with his nostrils flaring slightly. “i don’t think i asked you to treat me like a goddamn baby, did i?” you flinched, shaking your heat frantically. his hot breath and angry words hit you right in the gut, making your stomach churn as he sat back down, veins protruding from his forehead. 

you swallowed hard, cold sweat trickling in beads down the back of your neck as you returned to the kitchen, fetching him an ice cold beer from the fridge. moving back and forth from the kitchen made it feel like your world was spinning on its axis. you stood in front of him, extending the beer to him. he snatched it away from you, cracking it open with his teeth before taking a long swig.

then you looked down, seeing the meal that you had carefully prepared for him splattered on the floor. tears pricked your eyes, your voice coming out as a quiet croak. “...y-you could’ve just told me you weren’t hungry…” he swallowed, the alcohol bruning his throat as he glared at you. “ what do you want from me, lady?”

you picked at your inflamed cuticles, looking down at the ground to hide your tear-swelled eyes. “a hug… maybe a kiss..? just one would be nice.” a blanket of silence draped over the two of you before jack broke it with a deep sigh. “sit down.” he spoke lowly, taking his legs off of the coffee table and sitting upright with his legs apart. you wiped away a tear that trickled down your cheek, sniffling. “i said sit the hell down!” he yelled. you hastily sat down next to him, trying to calm down the rapid beating in your chest.

you took a deep shaky breath, trying to talk again. “i knew i should’ve made you something else. i can get started on something, just give me 10 minutes…” you desperately tried to find the right words to say that would calm him down, but his angry expression to into a much more grave one. “that won’t be necessary. this marriage has ran its course and can finally come to an end.”

your heart stopped in your chest. time froze in place and the corners of your vision went blurry. you didn’t even notice that your body had began to tremble. “w-what do you m-mean ‘ran its course’..? i-i thought you loved me…” he sighed, running a stressed hand over his face. “don’t act stupid, sweetcheeks.you know exactly what happened that night. i was drunk and you were easy. i was looking for a quick hookup and somehow i got swept into marrying you in the process.”

you shook your head in disbelief as you choked out heavy sobs. you couldn’t believe a single word you were hearing. you two had built an unbreakable bond over the years. sure, it had its flaws and imperfections, but he trusted you more than anyone and you were certain that no other man on earth could love you the way he did. and now he was tearing apart the life that you had dreamt of building with him.

“but what did i do..?” you could barely get the words out. jack’s gaze turned to cold daggers once again. “you did nothing, and that’s all you’ll ever mean to me.” he caught a glimpse of your heartbroken expression but kept talking, not a trace of remorse in his words. “i know it sounds harsh, but it’s the truth. you are completely meaningless to me, and i’m afraid that not even you’re death could change that.” silence. his words hung in the air, a dark cloud shading the atmosphere between you two.

you felt your heart tear in two as soon as the words left his mouth. and then, nothing. you stood up from the couch, walking back into the kitchen and slipping off your apron, hanging it on the pantry door. you stared blankly ahead at the white, wooden door, listening to the sound of jack turning on the telelvision in the other room. you were filled with an ache that was like none other you had felt before.

your mind was filled with fog. you had no idea how things had gone so bad so quickly. it was nearly midnight, but you didn’t want to spend another minute in the place. you grabbed your jacket, walking to the front door as you slipped it on. alarmed, jack peeks out of the living room. “honey? are you going somewhere?” his voice was much softer and seemed to be laced with the slightest trace of regret. if you had looked at him, you would’ve seen the tears that glazed his eyes.

you cleared your throat. “i’m just stepping out for a little while. that’s all…” he nodded, trying to find the right words to say. “o-okay. just… don’t stay out too long. and be safe…” you unlocked the front door, letting the cool air calm your senses as you stepped out of the house, shutting the door behind you. you walked down the stoop, strolling down the street as rain began to drizzle from the dark sky. you sat down at the nearest bus stop, seeing the bright yellow vehicle approaching from the end of the street. as soon as it stopped right in front of the stop, you hopped on, letting it take you far away. you had no intentions of ever coming back. but jack stayed seated on the couch at home, waiting for your return.

he bounced his leg on the ground as he checked the clock for the hundredth time. it was 6:07am, marking six hours since he had last seen you. he had gone too far, wishing death on the only person who had given him even a drop of love. he’d always had a habit of taken beautiful things in his life for granted.

he held an old picture frame of you in his shaky hands, a few tears splashing onto the dusty glass that shadowed your face ever so slightly. venomous sorrow spread in his soul like a deadly virus, as he began to cry. an action that he hadn’t made in years. jack wasn’t a genius, but he knew that you were gone for good. like a sweet rose killed by the bitterness of a winter breeze.

but all he wished for was to be able to hold you, to apologize to you and to tell him how much you meant to him. he fell to his knees and trembled as sobs rocked his body. he had never even said goodbye. and now he would never be able to see the ray of sunshine that peeked through the storm again. he just wanted one hug, just another kiss. even if it was the last time.

[444rockstargf]

Damn o.o quite the fan of "Liv's poetry" ngl.

-high anon, back from the dead

thank you, anon! so glad you have resurrected! lana del rey has taught me a thing or two abt poetry 😮‍💨

[444rockstargf]

i love his big, sleepy eyes and the way his voice slurs when he talks and how his hair looks so sunkissed & just a little scruffy and how his clothes sag off his body and how he moves like he's on the brink of death and when he gazes off into nothingness and the way his face just barely captures any expression he may be feeling and how he's so effortlessly attractive and the way he sags his pants and how his flannels & hoodies love slipping off his shoulders and how elegant he is and how gentle he can be and how understanding he is. he's the personified version of waking up from a good dream after a nap on a rainy autumn afternoon.

head from a guy who looks like he really really needs a nap ⋆.˚ ᡣ𐭩 .𖥔˚

[444rockstargf]

Please write anything with Spencer Reid, hopefully fluff that turns into smut. I love your work 🫶🏻🫶🏻

"whip it into a cream." | spencer reid

taco truck x vb. - lana del rey

⊹₊⋆ synopsis: sweet, pretty, and filled with white cream...

fill out the taglist form! : @thirtyratsinasuit @auggiethecreator @oliviah-25 @sleepysongbirdsings @pleasantwitchgarden

female!reader x spencer

word count: 2.0k

contents: fluffy, baking cupcakes with spencer, unprotected p in v, creampie, very cringe-worthy joke at the end

“c’mon, spence! we’ll never get to put these in the oven if you eat all the batter.”

you take the spatula out of his grip as he slathers a small helping of red velvet cake batter on his tongue once again. he shakes his head, smiling as he licked the decadent mixture off his lips. “you’re one tough lady.” 

you and spencer had made plans to go to the best restaurant in town tonight, but of course a thunderstorm had to hit the streets with raging lightning and roaring thunder. you were bummed, so much that you had gotten back into your pajamas and slumped down onto the couch, letting the evening waste away. but spencer wouldn’t let this storm rain on your parade. so he had come up with the brilliant idea of making your own sweet treat. he truly was a genius. 

he got into flannel-print pajama pants that matched your pants, getting both of you into oversized hoodies as he picked you up and set you on the kitchen counter. he kissed you softly on the nose, staring at you intently with his big brown eyes and promising you the night of your life. then you two got straight to business.

you began carefully pouring the deep red batter into the small cupcake tins that each had a white cupcake wrapper inside of it. spencer stood behind you with a hand on your waist as he watched the oven reach the desired internal temperature, giving you a gentle squeeze as a signal. “let’s get these in the oven, baby.” you filled up the last tin, smearing away a stray drop with your thumb and licking off the residue.

you picked up the tray and spun around, handing it to him. he took it and carefully opened the oven, placing the filled tin inside with great care before shutting the oven. he sighed, putting his hands in the large pocket in the center of the hoodie. “and now we wait.” you looked around the kitchen, pouting slightly. 

“we should probably start cleaning up this mess, huh?” spencer groaned softly, wrapping both his arms around you and letting his head nestle in the crook of your neck. “never thought i’d live to see the day that you of all people would want to clean.” you swatted him on the chest with a scoff, earning a laugh out of him. “...besides, we haven’t even gotten started on the icing yet.” 

you eyes widened with realization. “right, let’s get to that while the cupcakes are in the oven.” spencer nodded, already two steps ahead of you as he dug into the pantry and pulled out all the ingredients in one trip. he set a jar of icing sugar, a stick of butter and a cup of milk on the counter, starting to combine the ingredients into a large bowl as you watched him in action. there was something so enticing about seeing a man in action, or maybe that was just the effect that spencer had always had on you. you were never able to tell.

you propped your elbows on the cold marble, grinning ever so slightly as you watched a sweet, fluffy cream come to life. he lifted up the coated spatula, holding it in front of you. “this look okay to you?” you squinted as you looked at it, frowning as you shook your head. spencer raises an eyebrow. “what’s wrong with it, baby?” 

you pointed at something indistinctable in the icing on the spatula. he brought it centimeters away from his face, trying to find whatever could be wrong. then you pushed his hand upward, getting a white, gooey mess all over his nose. you burst into a laughing fit, spencer fighting back the grin that threatened to spread across his unamused expression.

he set the spatula back into his bowl, only managing to get a little of the frosting off his nose. he shook his head as you giggled profusely, taking you into his arms once again and sweeping you into a kiss, his nose rubbing against yours and distributing some icing in the process. he pulled away, gazing down at you through his eyelashes with a cheeky smile on his face. “well, it looks like we’re both iced now.”

you rolled you eyes, grinning as you got a wet cloth and cleaned the mess off of your face, passing it to him to do the same. he sloppily wiped his nose, only smudging the white cream in the process. you groaned, going on your tiptoes to reach his face. “geez, you just made it even worse, spence.” he picked you up by your thighs, setting your bottom on the counter. “why don’t you help me clean it off then..?” you used your thumbs to get the last bit off his face.

he opened his mouth, licking the frosting off your fingers and humming with approval. you smiled, caressing his face gently with your thumbs as you wrapped your legs around his waist, pulling him in closer. his hands had a gentle grip on your bare thighs as his gaze went slightly hazy, like you were the only thing in the world right now.

your hands snaked around the back of his neck, slowly pulling him down to your level until you connected your lips in a leaden kiss, his jaw opening as his lips moved against yours. he hummed quietly into your mouth, head tilting against yours to get a better taste of you. the atmosphere sucked the both of you in whole, the warmth of the room and the sweet smelling aroma from the oven making your nerves stand on end.

spencer quickly got carried away, his tongue slipping into your mouth and exploring it. you gasped softly as he did so, a familiar tingle ringing in your core. your tongues fought a silent battle as spencer started to move against you, his hips rocking into yours as his heart raced in his chest.

he bit his lip, suppressing a groan that nearly slipped from his mouth. his eyes glanced down, seeing where your two bodies connected and the primal beast that had awakened in his pants. his cheeks immediately flushed red as his gaze ran up to your face, taking in your shiny, parted lips and dilated pupils. you wanted him, badly. and there was no denying the desire he had for you. so the only thing to do now was just go for it.

spencer’s hands travelled downward uptil they reached the maroon drawstring of his pajama pants, his shaky hands barely able to undo the simple bow that he had tied to keep them up. his breathing was heavy and shaky, matching yours as your pressed your legs together to stop the molten-lava that boiled inside of you. you were already soaking through your shorts. not wearing panties was an amateur mistake. who knew that you’d ever find yourself in a situation like this?

as spencer finally undid the know, his cock sprung out with a bead of precum rolling down the tip. you looked down at his manhood, taking in the 8-inches of pleasure that would soon be inside of you. you wrapped your hand around his girth, a sharp hiss escaping his lips as you stroked his slowly, smearing the precum down his length with your thumb.

he rocked his hips up and down, creating a little more speed and friction against his shaft. his eyes were locked on you, drinking you in like you were a drop of water from a precious fountain. his hands found your waist again, slipping underneath the waistband of your shorts, kneading your bare hips as his thumbs worked their way down to your wet core.

you lifted up your hips a little, pulling down your shorts and kicking them off, letting them lay lifeless on the linoleum floor. you ihaled a shaky breath as the cool air hit your wet pussy, your clit throbbing in response to the sensation. spencer was nearly as red and the batter the covered the bowl a few feet away from you.

he spread your leg apart a little further, slowly sinking down onto his knees until he was face to face with your dripping cunt. he looked at your hole, nearly drooling like a starved dog. he brought his mouth close to you, his hot breath warming up your insides. before digging in, he looked up at you, his voice dropping to a raspy octave. “can i..?” you nodded, sealing your eyes shut.

the feeling hit you like a brick. his tongue began to swirl across your wet pearl, his pink tongue slipping through your gooey folds. you were audibly soaked, the sound of his fingers slipping in and out of your tight hole filling the room, apart from your strained moans and whimpers. short grunts came from spencer as he pumped himself, his cock throbbing in response to his severe arousal.

his groans filled your body with waves of vibration, making you shiver as you rolled your hips against his tongue. “that’s it, baby… use me…” he managed to mutter through breathless gasps. you tossed your head back, his fingers hitting the tight bundle of nerves inside of you repeatedly.

spencer took his hand off of his dick, panting heavily as he rose back to his feet, desperately trying to recollect himself. if he had been down there for a second longer, he would’ve came without even getting to the main course yet. he lined up his pulsing rod with your cunt, teasing your entrance with his tip. you bit your lip, feeling more turned on by his teasing than anything else.

he grabbed your hips, starting to push himself in inch by inch at a time. you slurred out moans in unison, holding onto eachother for dear life until he completely stretched you out, your pussy swallowing him whole. he wasted no time thrusting into you, his hips slapping against your and sending recoils throughout your body.

your eyes rolled to the back of your head as he rubbed messy circles onto your clit, his hair sticking to his sweaty forehead. he swallowed hard, his cock coming into perfect contact with your cervix with every sloppy thrust. his balls slapped against the base of your hole. the stimulation became two much for you, your muscles twitching as you quickly fell into a state of overstimulation.

“s-spencer..! i-i, i’m gonna cum…” you choked out, your fingernails digging into the plush fabric of his hoodie. he buried his face in your neck, kissing it to hide the whimpers that spilled out from him. he fucked you at lightning speed, your bodies heating up like two stars reaching their supernova. 

your nerves glowed as you felt yourself releasing all over him, your core buzzing with pleasure. as you convulsed around him, spencer shot hot ropes of hot cum into you, his muscles spasming as his eyes momentarily welled with tears. he pulled out of you with a gasp, stray drops of cum gathering at his tip.

he pulled you close to him, using you as a foundation as he hastily recollected himself. you hopped off the counter and in the nick of time, the timer dinged, signalling that the cupcakes were done.

you walked over to the oven, not bothering to put your shorts back on since the hoodie was long enough to hide to the cum that dripped down your inner thighs. you opened up the oven, grabbing an oven mitt and pulling out the cupcakes, the tops of them fluffy and rosy. your placed the tray on the counter that you had just been sitting on, spencer inhaling the sweet aroma. 

he smiled, grabbing the bowl of icing, finally having the chance to add the finishing touches to the cupckaes. he took one last taste of the icing, now shaking his head with disapproval. 

“the icing’s okay, i guess.” he pulled you closer to him, bringing his lips to your ear. “but you, my dear, definitely take the cake.”

author's note: bang bang kiss kiss.

[444rockstargf]

poookieee!! as much as i love me some subby spence.. im dying for soft!dom spence ><

maybe a little prof-teacher taboo something if you’re feeling nasty 😩

i love a challenge!

"pick me up after school, you can be my baby." | spencer reid

ridin'. - lana del rey

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college student!female!reader x professor!spencer

word count: 1.0k

contents: y/n is a legal adult, teacher/student dynamic, unprotected p in v, public sex, creampie

you had been taking an unsolicited slumber in the middle of your biology class with mr reid. 

the last period of the day when all the irrelevant tangents he went on would enter through one ear and come right out the other. so really, it wasn’t your fault that you just couldn’t keep your attention on him, regardless of his meek elegance and gentle composure. you had fallen asleep to his soft tone of voice, confident that he wouldn’t catch you as he rambled on. which was why you were completely baffled as to how he had you bent over his desk as he scolded you, your plaid skirt on the ground, hugging your ankles.

you had to admit, the tension between you two was palpable. with such a small age gap, it was hard to not fall for a teacher who had such a close resemblance to a greek god. as good as he was at keeping up his professional demeanor, you constantly caught him stealing occasional glances at you as you walked away from him or popping up in your physical education class, catching you in your shorts and tank top as a thin layer of sweat shone off your body. it was the way things had always been.

he tsked, one of his ringed hands having a tight grip on your bare hip. “snoozing during my class? i expected much more from you.” your cheek pressed against the cool oakwood of his neat, organized desk. you would’ve cringed at how cliche this scene was if it wasn’t what you had been thirsting for all along. you pouted, squirming as he used his other hand to keep your hands behind your back. “i-i didn’t mean to, mr reid. i swear..!”

as you moved, your hips pushed into his ever so slightly. he grinned a little, pulling his glasses away from his eyes and carefully placing them on top of his hair to hold back a few stray strands of hair. “i bet you say that to all the teachers, my dear…” your knees shook as his voice dropped an octave. you still had your panties on, which were soaking wet from the heat of the atmosphere.

he swallowed audibly hard, his breath growing shakier by the second as the awkward side of his personality began to flicker through. “y-you’re a very beautiful girl, y’know that..?” your cheeks heated up as he slowly began to trail his thumb up and down your clothed slit, a throbbing sensation growing in his concealed, starched uniform pants.

you whimpered quietly, your hot breath condensing onto the polished wood. he brought his lips to your ear, whispering in a tone that rang through your mind. “i ought to teach you a lesson for being such a bad girl in my class today…” he slipped a hand into his pocket, pulling out a square-shaped, golden package. a condom. you didn’t think guys like him would carry them around on the fly.

he moved his hand to the button and zipper of his pants, undoing them both swiftly. he tore open the condom pack with his teeth, baring pearly white canines. a white droplet began to seep through the thin fabric of his briefs, revealing his arousal. his thumbs kept a good rhythm on your soaking cunt, starting to slip underneath your panties as he whipped out his cock and rolled the condom onto himself with a deep groan.

your body trembled as the wait became agonizing. you felt so open, so exposed to him. his hands groped and caressed the most intimate parts of you as he lined himself up with your pulsing hole. you desperately moved your hips back, making him chuckle. “someone’s eager, huh?” he gripped his cock with a shaky hand, talking to you as he began to push himself into you. “well i could never deprive my favourite student of something she wants so badly…”

your hands ball into fists as he entered you, inch by inch as he stretched you out until you were full to the brim. you yelped, making him shove two fingers into your mouth to shut you up. your jaw closed around him, drool cascading onto the desk as he started to fuck you. he started slow and steady, his rhythm matching the one of a brand-new metronome.

you moaned and whimpered, your insides struggling to adjust to his size. but surely, he talked you through the overwhelming pleasure. “there you go… just like that..” his voice was low and breathing, your ass bouncing each time he pounded into you. the room filled with lewd noises quickly and you thanked the heavens that the classroom door was locked.

his balls slapped against your puffy clit as he picked up the pace, his fingernails leaving crescent-shaped marks on your soft flesh. tears filled your eyes as the overstimulation became mind-boggling. a mess of wetness and precum dripped down your inner thighs. you felt his thick girth twitch inside of you, his breathing getting louder with each thrust.

“s-such a good girl… takin’ me so well…” his words were slurred and melted into each other like ice cream. groans and whimpers echoed through the room, crescendoing until they reached a loud climax. your teacher tossed his head back as his balls tightened up and sent hot ropes of cum shooting into your guts. 

your cunt swelled as he filled you with his seed, your whole body going heavy as your orgasm hit you like a freight train. you bit your lip, hard enough to draw blood. you gasped as he pulled himself out of you, feeling empty by the lack of him inside you. he flipped you around, awkwardly taking you into his arms and kissing you deeply on the lips, his jaw clenching as he tasted you. the heat between your legs grew to an unbearable state and you wrapped your legs around his waist, kissing him back until he pulled away, cheeks stained with pink.

he cleared his throat, crouching down to help you pick up your skirt. he lifted you off the desk, helping you put it on. he even took the extra step of grabbing you a handkerchief and dabbing away at the sticky mess on your thighs. as he finished, he looked at you and nodded with approval. “you’d better get going. i’ve assigned three chapters that must be read for our class discussion tomorrow.” you groaned, picking up your bookbag and slinging it over your shoulder. he chuckled, kissing you on the cheek and bringing his lips to your ear. “until next time, my dear.”

author's note: stream karma by jojo siwa

[444rockstargf]

Do u know where I can watch the song of sway lake for free bc I’m literally going insane over Ollie I need him sorry😭

here you go! i recommend getting an ad blocker before watching :))

[444rockstargf]

hi baby! how are you??

hi my beautiful mutual! i'm doing quite well, thank you <3

i love it sm when yall leave sweet little messages in my inbox :))

[444rockstargf]

hii! omg okay so i absolutely love your works and your writing style and i wanted to know how you started up writing on here because i’ve been wanting to for a while but have no idea how to start 😣

thank you so much for this question! I'm gonna answer it in detail and feel free to dm me if ur confused abt anything!

OLIVIA'S (almost) COMPLETE WRITING GUIDE!

the basics.

i'll start off really easy. to begin, find someone (preferably famous). if this person is in any films, watch a few to get a taste of a couple different characters. this will help you form a hyperfixation to a character. this will be who you write for. for me, it's rory culkin & spencer reid. from here, now we can get to the fun part.

your aesthetic.

your theme is the next thing that will draw in an audience. I'm completely aware of the trillions of different aesthetics in the world, but more popular ones tend to draw a larger audience (odd, I know.) currently trending aesthetics include 2014 grunge (shades of black, pink, and lots of soft filters), coquette (pastel pinks and soft cremes, can be followed with slightly disturbing content), and my favourite, gothic. (falls into 2014 a little. i include themes from my favourite album. music will draw in a crowd too.) but this part is extremely flexible, so choose any style that you want!

friends & your fandom.

one of the best things you can do to give your account a kick start before even starting is to make friends in a fandom. reblog fics you like, leave kind comments, "sneak" into dms and leave encouraging messages. this'll earn you some followers and supporters right off the bat. if you're comfy with it, tell your friends outside of tumblr to follow you too (but I totally understand where that can get messy, so no pressure.)

writing + visuals.

now we're getting to the good part. fanfics are categorized into 3 main parts: smut, fluff, and angst (all I'm sure you've seen on my page.) smut is sexual stuff, fluff usually has a more cozy atmosphere around it, and angst is all the gut-wrenching stuff that really tugs at your heartstrings. as you write for either one of these things, keep in mind that your visual should support whatever the theme of the fic is. idk how long you've been supporting me, but ever since the start (august 2023) I have included some sort of visual in my content. first I only used gifs and ordinary fonts, then I branched out and began putting together my own photos and making the title match. your visual will reflect the quality of your writing.

when writing for anything, second person is usually my go-to (you went to the store, you took a walk, etc). it is the most commonly used perspective and prevent any confusion for the readers. when writing smut, there are certain words and phrases that'll be good with readers, and some that won't. when referring to the vagina, "cunt" and "pussy" will do better than "coochie" or "bearded clam" (yes, I've actually seen that used in a fic). when writing angst or fluff, create a mood by using sensory words that paint a picture in the reader's mind. practice this by googling good descriptive words and weaving them into your fics. this'll boost your writing by a ton, trust me.

conclusion.

this was a lot to take in, I know. when I first started publishing fics on this account, my content was far from good, but I promise you will improve as you go. remember to pace yourself, don't force yourself to write if you just don't feel like it. any writer on this app will understand that feeling. leave your inbox open most of the time to receive good ideas from your supporters, but let them know if you ever need to close it because of an excessive workload. i don't know if you're in school, but finding a good balance between schoolwork and writing fics is a huge part of this whole thing too. thank you so much for the wonderful ask, and my dms are open if you have any more questions.

xoxo, olivia.

[444rockstargf]

i hate to be problematic, but smth has been bothering me for a while and I js don't want to keep it in anymore.

this is considering rory's relationship. leave now if you are easily irritated by the mention of the topic.

these comments are directly refering to rory's relationship with kate. the whole divorce shit happened in OCTOBER and these "adults" are still reacting about it in such a way? while I 100% believe that everyone is entitled to their opinion and should be able to embrace it without being harmed, there is no reason whatsoever for people to be so involved in a person they don't even know.

these were posted by the OP of the previous images.

i find it so bizarre that people who claim to be grown are behaving this way on social media. it's one thing to dislike someone for something that they did, but going to the extent of harming them, insulting their relationship etc makes you just as awful. as much as I want to disgrace this horrible human being by dropping the @, I don't want to stoop to their level. this makes me feel so disgusting. famous people really can't take a break from shit like this. seriously, do better.

[444rockstargf]

hi liv!!! just dropping by to say i hope u have a better rest of ur week at school ><

*insert gif with lots of hearts!!*

thank you so much sai :(( i love you!!

working on ur fabulous request btw :))

[444rockstargf]

ooou i watched jack goes home last night & besides rory’s incredible acting, he just looked … so so good

i get nervous to send asks - but there’s BARELY any dry hvmping on this app and it makes me go INSANE.

so … maybe jack & r dry hvmping?

he looks so good in that film it's insane! anyways, bon appetit. i had fun cooking this one up :))

"my clothes still smell like you." | jack thurlow

body electric. - lana del rey

✮⋆˙ [tags] @faesucksass @lustkillers @angelsanarchy @mayathepsychic1999 @josibunn @livingdead-materialgirl@romanroyapoligist @oliviah-25@si1nful-symph0ny @auggiethecreator @vanlisbon@livingdead-reilly @imoonkiss @lankysimp @nom-nommmm1 @xxbl00d-cl0txx @k1ll3rh0rr0r @wildathevrt @mommymilkers0526 @greenxgloss @wild-rose-35

female!reader x jack

word count: 917

contents: dry humping, a little fluffy

jack clicked away at his keyboard as he sat motionlessly at his desk, the long hours of the day having taken a toll on him.

you were sitting pretty in your nightgown on the bed as you stared at him from behind. it was a few minutes pass 10pm, and you were waiting for jack to come and hold you as you two drifted off to sleep. “you finished yet, jack?” you asked for the millionth time, sounding like a broken record. 

“not yet, hon. go to bed without me. i’ll catch up… eventually…” his voice trailed off, his head slowly nodding off to sleep before he shook himself awake. you pouted, lying down and wrapping yourself in the blanket as the click sound from his keyboard gradually became less frequent until they completely stopped.

you lifted up your head to look at him, seeing that his head was held back with his eyes shut as he snored quietly. you sighed, standing up from the bed and making your way to him, placing your hands on his shoulders and massaging him gently. “you must be so tired…” you whispered, tucking a strand of his hair back into the bun at the back.

he grumbled, spinning his chair around slightly and grabbing your waist, pulling you onto his lap and resting his head on your shoulder. “damn right i am. i’m exhausted, baby…” you sighed, putting your legs on either sides of his lap as his hands trailed down to your hips. he looked up at you, his eyelids dropping with fatigue. “i hope you’re not mad at me, baby.”

you shook your head, pressing your body into his. “of course i’m not. i just wish you didn’t overwork yourself…” his head found your chest, pressing his ear against it so he could listen to the soft thumping of your heartbeat. your voice dropped to a hypnotic octave, one that was made to make him believe that everything would be okay. “i wanna help you, jack. i dont want you to be so stressed all the time.”

your chest against his face brought him more comfort than anything, his body beginning to respond to the subtle yet intimate touch. his hands gently caressed your ass, your nightgown shimmying up a little. “you wanna help me out, baby..?” you nodded, breath hitching softly as he pulled you into him even more, your clothed private parts coming into contact. there was no denying the lack of sex that had settled in your relationship. so maybe that was all he needed…

his hands slowly started to move your hips against him, your clothed pussy rubbing against his boner. “c’mon, baby. make me feel better…” you placed your hands back on his shoulders, slowly rolling your hips against his erect manhood, his sweatpants providing a soft landing for you.

jack groaned quietly, leaning his head back as his eyes fluttered shut. “j-just like that, baby. use me…” he pulled your nightgown away from your ass, squeezing the soft flesh as the friction of your movement made him shiver. our panties soaked with the juices of your arousal as you got him and yourself off.

your clit throbbed, begging for an end to the teasing. but considering jack’s state, you knew that penetration would be too much. for now at least. jack moaned shakily, staring at your chest as your body rose and fell. he squirmed in his seat, his hips bucking into yours with as much strength as he could muster. he mumbled inaudible little things under his breath, looking more relaxed than you’d seen him in months.

your cunt puffed up in the same way his cock strained against him. jack drooled slightly as he looked at your face, taking in your soft features through his blurry vision. “c’mere…” he muttered, pulling your lips to his and kissing you slowly. your tongues travelled eachother’s mouths, the rhythm of your hips quickening up just enough for needy moans to slip from his lips.

you greedily rode his lap, chasing the orgasm that was taunting you. you could feel a patch of wetness seeping through jack’s pants, signalling that he was getting close. he dug his fingers into your hips, firmly moving you against him as he moved in the opposite direction. your arms wrapped around his neck as the kiss intensified, his body beginning to tremble underneath yours.

he panted like a starved man, strings of saliva connecting your lips as he pulled away for just a moment. you had never cum with penetration before, so the sensation of your body heating up and your pussy throbbing was surreal. your movements became sloppier as convulsions shot through your body.

as your two picked up the pace, jack tossed his head back, a strained groan cutting through his throat as he came through his pants. you felt the warmth underneath you as the band in your guts snapped, your back arching as you moaned right by his ear, the sound soothing every nerve in his body.

he looked up at you, a tired smile on his face. “i feel better already.” you mirrored his smile, nodding in agreement. he picked you up bridal-style, carrying you over to the bed and laying down with you on top of him. “i really don’t know what i’d do without you.” he pressed a soft kiss to your forehead, your eyes fluttering shut as he held you close to him, feeling a sense of ease at last.

author's note: stream "body electric"

[444rockstargf]

ive never made a request before im a bit nervy omg

but could u maybe do smth about like a sweet innocent little y/n meeting euro (or maybe even kappa) and he just wants to ruin her innocence and make her a total whore for him (maybe slight undertones of cnc IF youre comfortable with that)

K IM NERVOUS TY

don't be nervous, anon! thank you so much for reaching out & sharing your ideas!

"said i was flawless, true perfection." | euronymous

ridin'. - lana del rey

✮⋆˙ [tags] @faesucksass @lustkillers @mayathepsychic1999 @josibunn @si1nful-symph0ny @vanlisbon @livingdead-reilly @oliviah-25 @lankysimp@auggiethecreator @livingdead-materialgirl @monkeyfart@imoonkiss @nom-nommmm1 @xxbl00d-cl0txx @k1ll3rh0rr0r @wildathevrt @mommymilkers0526 @greenxgloss @wild-rose-35

female!reader x r!euronymous

word count: 1.7k

contents: blowjob, public sex, masturbation

who the hell thought it would be a good idea to sell lana del rey vinyls in a black metal record store?

business at the shop had been slow. euronymous sat behind the cashier, lighting himself a cigarette as the clock neared noon. he sighed deeply, putting his feet on the desk as he took the tv remote, flipping through channels mindlessly. he’d figured to take his break a little early. it didn’t seem like anyone was planning on showing up anyway.

the sun outside shone just a little too bright. euronymous groaned, standing up and making his way to the window to close the blinds. he peeked outside through the glass, the streets nearly empty with the exception of the occasion person strolling by. he grumbled, closing the shutters and rubbing a stressed hand over his face. he needed to make a sale, even if it was only one. all he needed was an angel from heaven to stroll by…

the bell above the door chimed, snapping euronymous out of his train of thoughts. “we’re off for break, man. come back in an hour.” he muttered. you froze in your tracks, raising an eyebrow. you cleared your throat and he glanced over at you. “i said get los-” he finally locked eyes with you, seeing a woman instead of his usual audience.

his eyes were wide with shock as they travelled down your body. you were just about the furthest thing from death metal he’d ever seen walk into the shop. it’s not like you were adorned in pastel rainbows, but he’d never expect someone like you to show up at a store like this.

he cleared his throat, walking back behind the desk as you began to stroll through the shop. “i don’t think we have the type of music you listen to, lady?” already at the section for the artist you were looking for, you looked at him. “you sure? cuz i think i see what i need right here.” you rolled your eyes, starting to flip through different albums as euronymous glared at you.

this new sale was already attracting all the wrong types of people. you looked like a doll, one meant to be used and destroyed by a ruthless owner. not wandering through a black metal store like it was your second home. silence filled the environment, much to your comfort but it made euronymous very uncomfortable. he’d been used to cracking conversations with whoever walked through the door, but he didn’t know how to go about that with you.

after taking a deep breath, he spoke. “everything going okay over there?” his words were forced, but you looked back at him with a smile. “going just fine, thanks.” your sweet words had a bite to them, like you were mocking him for something. he found himself getting intrigued about a person he had met less than a minute ago.

after what felt like an eternity, you picked 5 vinyls and took them to the cashier. you set them down in front of him, you two now less than a foot apart. he glanced at you as he rang up your items. “you come to places like this often, doll?” you swallowed hard, shaking your head. he added up the total before reading it out to you. “your total will be $401.59.” your eyes widened to the size of saucers. “400 dollars?! i don’t have that kind of money on me!” you bent over to read the total off his screen, your tight dress slipping down your chest slowly and revealing your cleavage to him.

your breasts waved right in front of his eyes and his breath grew shallow. your arousing scent filled his nostrils. he squirmed slightly in his seat, heart hammering in his chest. you were almost completely revealing your tits to him compeltely by accident. he had only know you for a few minutes and was already getting a taste of how naive you were.

his gaze bored into your chest until you stood upright again, picking at your fingernails. “i-i had no idea that these would be so expensive…” euronymous clasped his hands over his lap, a boner already sprouting underneath. “well you’ve gotta pay for them one way or another, lady.” he paused, a sinister idea brewing in his mind. “i’d hate to get the cops involved in our business.”

your heart stopped for a second as you frantically shook your hea.d “n-no, of course not…” you sighed deeply, trying to think of a way to get out of this situation. you looked right into his cold eyes, speaking so softly that he could barely hear you. “p-please, find it in your heart to help me out. i’ll… i’ll do anything…” that line alone was the perfect telltale of how much porn you watched, but maybe euronymous was the clueless one for not picking up on your obvious hints.

you fiddled with the thin chain aorund your neck, pouting slightly as his pupils dilated. he stood up from his seat with a small grin, extending his hand to you. “let’s step into my office, sweetheart. then we can talk business.” you nodded, taking his cold, pasty hand in yours as he walked you into the small room behind him, locking the door.

he looked at you right in your cartoon eyes, your face resembling one of a make-believe character that was too good to be true. he leaned against his personal desk, beckoning you to come closer to him. ou stood right infront of him, his arm slowly slithering around your waist. he spoke in a whisper, eyes locked on your nipples that barely poked out through your dress.

“you want those records real bad, don’t you?” you nodded, chest rising and falling slowly as you took deep reaths. his smile turned slightly sadistic as he pulled you into him, his breath hitting the cave of your ear. “then i’m going to make you work for it, whore…” you almost choked as euronymous grabbed the neck of your dress, tugging it down and making your tits pop out.

your gasped, your pierced nipples painfully erect. he kneaded your bugs between his fingers, making your knees go weak, much to his pleasure. the boner he had been fighting all this while was roaring to be let out, a mess of precum already spilling in his black jeans. “get on your knees, bitch.” you went down without protest, your face an inch away from his bulge. he grabbed the back of your head, bringing your lips to it and making you kiss him through the fabric, a low groan escaping his lips.

his dick throbbed and tiwtched through the denim, his body instantly reacting to your indirect touch. “tell me you want this cock, doll… say it.” you swallowed hard, gazing up at him trough your eyelashes as you spoke hoarsely. “i-i want your cock, sir…” you didn’t know what to address him as, so you went with the best choice. he smiled, his hand moving to unbuckled the weapon of a belt that was around his thin waist.

the metal clanged to the ground. he unbuttoned his jeans, biting his lip as his cock sprung out and slapping the base of his stomach, nearly hitting you in the face. you flinched, mouth gaping open. “i-it’s so big…” you whispered, making him chuckle. “and you’re gonna take every inch of it, you hear me?” you nodded, feeling a soaking sensation spreading in your panties.

he gave himself a few lazy pumps, connecting the tip with your lips. you opened you mouth slightly, not enough for him to fit himself in. he grabbed your jaw, forcing it open all the way before shoving himself all the way in. you gagged eyes welling with tears as he grabbed the side of your head.

he put on a fake pout. “aw, too big for you, angel?” his arrogance was unlike anything you’d ever seen before, but you let him have it. a deal was a deal. one you adjusted to his size, you slowly began to bob your head up and down his shaft, gazing up at him with shiny eyes. his core heated up as he listened to your lewd gagging and gurgling.

“you’re a natural, you nasty bitch…” his eyes shaded like a lust-filled haze, as if you were the only thing in the world right now. your hands felt completely useless in this whole ordeal, so you reach one underneath your dress, starting to touch yourself through your panties. you moaned softly, the vibrations feeling like pure bliss to him.

his hair feel into his face as profanities slurred out from him. he slammed his cock into your throat, not even lettinig you get a breath of air. but the pleasure outweighed the discomfort for you, your fingers coating in your liquids as you slipped your panties to the side. he noticed this in an instant, his voice growing shaky. “y-yeah… touch yourself for me, you slut…”

you used your other hand to fondle his balls as they slapped against your chin. his tip repeatedly rammed into your uvula, the slaty taste of his precum making your throat convulse around him. he used his thumbs to gently wipe the tears rolling down your cheeks. he forcefully fucked your face as you fingered yourself even quicker. his cock abosrbed your moans like a sponge, the feeling being better than anything he’d ever felt.

his moans becamemore intense and more frequent as the warmth of your throat took him in like a blanket. time began to go elastic as euronymous felt the pleasure getting to his head. the sound of your gurgling was intoxicating. you swirled your tongue around his girth, finally pushing him to the edge. he bit his lip, drawing blod as he whipped himself out of your mouth and shot his cum onto your tits like he was frositng a cake.

you panted as he the string s his you, a smile growing on your face. “such a dirty girl…” you licked his tip, cleaning off the last bit of cum and finishing him off. his breath was heavy like he just ran a marathon. you stood back up, tucking your tits back into your dress and trying not to ruin it with his cum.

euronymous slowly tucked his cock back into his pants, fixing up his hair as the sound of customers reminded him of where he was. he cleared his throat, looking at you deeply. “it was a pleasure doing business with you ma’am. enjoy the records, completely free of charge.”

author's note: back to shcool tomorrow :((

[444rockstargf]

hi liv !! just wanted to congratulate you for hitting 1k! i have been a huge fan of you ever since you started writing and was just wondering what other writers you'd recommend to a horny reader like me.

thanks!

hi anon!! i'm so glad to see someone who's stuck around with me ever since the start. since you asked about other writers, here's a brief rundown of the highlights of the rory culkin community:

looking for something short & sweet? take a look at @ultr6violnce & @angelsnkisses .

searching for (freakishly accurate) headcanons for all rory's characters? @icarus-star is the place to go.

need a hooking series that leaves you at the edge of your seat? @angelsanarchy has plenty.

perfectly written oneshot stories that include the perfect mix of smut, angst & fluff? @lustkillers will not disappoint. besides, her theme/aesthetic is to die for.

need content that specializes in killer heartthrob, charlie walker? @f1nalgirlz , @greenxgloss , @nevvdrinksteaa & @fr3man have exactly that.

author's that capture stories from the perspective of black readers? @iiheartsai & @josibunn capture the essence perfectly.

need a break from rory but still want a good story? check out @greenxgloss inventory

finally, looking for a good friend who provides every rory update? @kappasbbgirl provides just that.

hope this little guide helps you navigate your way through the fandom!