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Ian Duncan HCs, please? 💖

pairing: ian duncan x f!reader

genre: fluff

warnings: none!

(a/n): hi loves!!! sorry for not posting for a month or so (again). back with some more hcs! i have a few things written and queued up for the next week or so 🫶 this is one of my more recent requests, and so I’m doing this real quick because I am so fucking in love with this man it’s actually insane. per usual, this isn’t proofread, but enjoy 😉

-the two of you met because he was a substitute for your anthropology 101 course you took your freshman year in college

-after you’d graduated, he’d invited you to tea, and the two of you quickly became email pen-pals

-after months of emailing and occasional meetups, you confessed to your affections

-this caught him by surprise, because he thought he was too old to be with someone your age, but he definitely reciprocated your feelings

-he is all about pet names. you honestly can’t remember the last time he called you your actual name. it’s always “darling,” “poppet”, “dearest”. anything that gets you blushing

-ian super attentive to your feelings. he’s a psych professor, so the second you feel sad or worried, he’s there to comfort you. “my darling, what’s wrong? no, it’s not nothing, you know i can always tell, dearest.”

-you stay up waiting for him every night, even when he comes home late from grading papers. sometimes he arrives home to see you asleep on the couch, and he thinks it’s adorable “poppet? it’s me! im home lovey! now, let’s get you to bed, shall we…”

-he isn’t super physically affectionate, but he loves getting kissed and cuddled. if he’s working, a long kiss on the cheek while you sit on his lap is always a welcome distraction

-being that he’s not keen on giving physical affection, he’s not a very sexual person either. he prefers to show his love with quality time, and gift giving

-though, if it came down to it, he’s definitely a boobs guy

-you joke sometimes that he’s your sugar daddy because of how much he loves buying you things “what? dearest i am not your father”

-you’ve helped him a lot with his drinking problem, but on the rare occasions he is drunk, he gets very affectionate. “hm? no darling im not drunk! i just want a hug that’s all…”

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I just checked the master list and saw a ❤️‍🔥❤️‍🩹 underneath Jonathan crane and OMG 😍😍😍😍😍

Heyyyy!!!!! Yesss I have some stuff in the drafts I hope to be posting soon!!!!! I have been swamped with school and work so I’ll admit I haven’t been able to write as much as I would like but I will be publishing a few Jonathan crane works as well as some other stuff as soon as humanly possible!

Sorry to anyone who has sent in a request that remains unanswered! I plan to write every one sitting in my inbox right now which is around 11-12, so who knows how long that will take me 😩

I have a few miscellaneous personal blurbs planned and/or written that don’t stem from requests, and Im keeping them locked and loaded, so to speak, in case I need to get out of my writers block or publish something!!

For now, I recommend some of these fics I have read recently:

-Don’t tell Sal (Q x fem!reader)❤️‍🔥 found on tumblr

-Knight in shining armor (Jonathan crane x fem!reader)❤️‍🔥 found on tumblr

-Preach electric to a microphone stand (Lawrence gordon x adam f-s) ❤️‍🔥❤️‍🩹💗 found on AO3

Anyways, I’m sorry for taking so long between publishing things!!! I always do this and say I won’t anymore, but it’s becoming a bad habit 😭 Love you all and thank you to anyone patient enough to stick with me! xx

Also I’m most likely redoing my blog, but I won’t change my blog name or anything! My main blog is @luceonedirectionfan for anyone that doesn’t already know :) message me there if you’d like to be friends or just want to talk!! I don’t bite haha

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request!!! the nightmare trope with cilly. reader wakes up scared in the middle of the night and he comforts her 💖

pairing: cillian murphy x fem!reader

genre: fluff

warnings: none! <3

(a/n): thank you so much for the request ml!!!! alsooo new divider!! creds to @/saradika-graphics 💗💗 this was not proofread, but ava got a sneak peak and liked it so lmk if there’s any grammatical errors lol

You let out a sharp breath as you jolt up into a sitting position, dry sobs echoing the walls of your bedroom as you cross your arms and grip the opposite forearm for support. You don’t even notice that you’ve woken Cillian until he made himself known.

“Lovey? What is it?” he asked you worriedly, eyes wide, slowly sitting up and leaning on his arm so that he could see you properly.

“I-I…” you manage to pant out, eyes watering.

“Love, you need to use your words. What’s wrong?” He puts a hand to your cheek and softly strokes your face with his thumb in a comforting rhythm. He always knew exactly what to do to calm you down, even when you didn’t.

“I had um.” You pause to take a nervous gulp, eyes now overflowing enough for a few tears to race down your cheeks, some pooling up around Cillian’s thumb. “I had a nightmare…” a sob punctuates your sentence, prompting Cillian to furrow his brow with worry.

“Ohhh my poor sweet girl” he laughs, his hand moving down to rub your shoulder and pull your head against his chest. “I’m so sorry”

You try to lift your head from his chest. “Cill i’m going to get your shirt all wet with tears” you sniffle, another sob of guilt coming on.

“Shh it’s alright love. I can change later. This is about you right now. I’ll be fine.” He pulls you back on his chest and continues rubbing your shoulders. “Now, would you like to talk about what happened, or no? I won’t pressure you, but I’m here if you need me baby.”

You let out a few more soft sobs before wiping your cheeks and lifting your head to look at him. A sense of relief washes over you as soon as you meet his bright blue gaze.

“I just…I was being chased by this monster and he chased me into this house, and when I got into one of the rooms I-“ you’re cut off by a slightly more violent sob, the tears returning your cheeks, your eyes squeezed shut in an attempt to make them stop.

“Shhh take your time, sweet girl. Poor baby.” His lips connect with yours, and linger for a few seconds before he pulls back to give you his attention.

You take a deep breath out and continue to explain to him what happened. “And when I got into this room you were there but…but you were dead” you wail, the tears streaming down your cheeks like a waterfall.

“Oh my sweet caring girl. I’m so sorry you had to think about that. Ohhh poor girl.” He wiped tears from your now puffy eyes to reveal red cheeks. “But I’m here. And I’m not dead, lovey. You don’t need to worry about that.” He places a kiss on your cheek, and begins to rub your shoulders again. “I must say, angel, that sounds an awful lot like the movie we watched tonight…I don’t mean to jump to conclusions, but is there a possibility you got a bit frightened by the movie and that’s why you had this nightmare?”

You nod, ashamed to admit that a silly movie scared you.

He let out a soft chuckle, more pitiful than condescending. “Well why don’t we go back to sleep, baby.”

You lie down on your side and snuggle up closer to him so that his chin is above your head. He puts his arms around you and gentle rubs his thumb against your back, causing a tingly sensation to spread through your body in waves, lulling you closer to sleep. Your eyes flutter, and eventually close. You let out a soft sigh, and he leans his lips close to your ear, tickling the sensetive skin with his warm breath.

“No more scary movies for you, sweet angel. I hate seein’ you all scared.” He whispered. “Sleep now, love. Dream sweet things”. He planted a soft kiss on your forehead as you slowly drifted into a peaceful slumber.

(a/n): ty for reading!! next up is a neil lewis oneshot and a hotch oneshot!! <33

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hey queen, this is my third time asking 😍 can you please please PLEASE do a rust Cohle smut 🙏

hey boo!!! you know i still haven’t seen the show yet😘😘😘😘be more specific and maybe i will😍😍🤞🤞🤞

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masterlist!

(i love this gif because it looks like roo is saying tampon hehe)

smut :❤️‍🔥

fluff : 💗

angst : 💔

unfinished : ❤️‍🩹

*all requests that i receive that i WILL do are confirmed below with the “❤️‍🩹” emoji. if you want to check if im working on your request, look for that!*

jonathan crane

onions tears and caring kisses (💗)

jonathan crane x sick!reader (💗)

jonathan crane baddie gf hcs (💗)

untitled jonathan crane oneshot (❤️‍🩹❤️‍🔥)

cillian murphy

ocean blue eyes (💗)

cilly comforting you after a nightmare (💗)

spencer reid

spencer reid crush hcs (💗)

aaron hotchner

hotch dating hcs (💗)

untitled hotch oneshot (❤️‍🩹)

hotch dating hcs pt 2 (💗)

neil lewis

neil lewis with a girlfriend who likes horror movies (💗)

the sleepover (❤️‍🩹)

robert fischer

untitled robert fischer oneshot (❤️‍🩹)

rust cohle

untitled rust cohle oneshot (❤️‍🩹❤️‍🔥)

ian duncan

ian duncan dating hcs (💗)

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i’d loveeee some jonathan crane x reader headcanons where he’s jealous because his gf is a baddie 🫣🫣🫣

pairing: jonathan crane x fem!reader

genre: fluff (with a hint of smut)

warnings: mentions of SEX!!!! (😧😏)

(a/n): hey guys!! sorry for ditching y’all for like a month but I’m back!! I’ve just been busy with school and work but I have a lot of recs to fill so I’ll be posting some this week! recs are still open btw for anyone interested! also shoutout to aki for explaining to me what a baddie is😭

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-when jon gets jealous, he gets protective, and having a hot and confident girlfriend who other guys like to stare at can get him very jealous

-he looooves treating you when you go shopping. oh you want that lipgloss? done. that dress? it’s yours. the prada bag? pulling out his credit card as you speak

-he’ll even invest in those ridiculously scandalous outfits you love so much. even though he doesn’t particularly enjoy it when you wear the skin-tight dresses or the see-through tank tops around anyone besides him, he enjoys seeing you happy, and he enjoys eventually tearing them off of you every night

-despite spoiling you so much, he tries to be controlling sometimes, but you could not care less because you think it’s cute when he gets jealous

-“you can’t possibly believe that im going to let you out in public wearing…that…” “well i do, because what are you gonna do about it?”

-whenever you go out, he secretly death stares every guy that sneaks a peek at your ass or your tits when you aren’t paying attention

-he’s gotten into multiple violent altercations at bars because guys have hit on you while he was in the bathroom or buying you a drink.

-“baby, that creep was flirting with you! i was simply standing my ground. that poor excuse of a dress wasn’t helping much though…” “sorry, what was that last part?” “nothing…”

-to remind people that you’re his, he likes to have his hands on you in some way. around your waist, holding your hand, fingers gripping your ass, whatever it was to assert dominance on anyone he thought was competition

-in private though, this man is the king of body worship. like he makes sure you know that every part of you is perfect, even though obviously you need no reminder

-even during sex, when he’s always the one in control, you still like finding little ways to tick him off

-“remember, you’re mine” “sure sure…”

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(a/n): thanks for reading! likes and reblogs are appreciated <3 next up is a neil lewis blurb, and then a hotch blurb! stay tuned for those!! I promise i won’t go mia b4 posting those lol

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do you write for cillian himself or just his characters?

I write for both!! I wrote a one shot for him earlier this month, actually!

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send in recs for oneshots and headcannons and blurbs!!! im going to be doing a celebration for 50 followers and almost 550 notes on my spencer reid hcs! feel free to look at my guidelines, or send in any ideas u have! <3

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i love love LOVE your writing! i have a request for you. jonathan crane taking care of sick reader, praising her for taking medicine, loving on her, etc. i am going through it rn and want jonathan to take care of me

pairing: jonathan crane x sick!girlfriend!reader

genre: fluff

warnings: none!

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(a/n): TYSM FOR THE REC ML!! I know I took a long time to answer this but I hope you are feeling better ❤️‍🩹

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“Sweetheart, I’m home!” You hear each beat as Jonathan’s shoes connect with the hardwood floor. “Where are you pretty girl?”

“Here Jon” you call to him weakly, a rasp tainting your already debilitated voice.

“Baby?” Jonathan asks worriedly he finally peeks around the frame of your opened doorway. He sees you lying in bed, your nose red and tissues everywhere, and his brow furrows. “Oh, sweet girl, what happened? Are you feeling okay?” He pesters you as he sits down on the bed next to you and puts the back of his hand against your forehead. You flinch a little at the initial shock of coldness from his fingers. “Oh, you’re burning up love. I’m going to take your temperature really quick.”

“No, Jon, i’m fine.” You plaster a fake smile onto your face “It’s just a little cold it’s really noth-“ You begin protest, but you’re quickly interrupted by a sneeze. That was not helping your case…

“Don’t take this the wrong way, but you sound awful, my love. Just let me take your temperature to make sure we don’t need to take you to the doctor. Alright?” He puts a hand on your face and gently stroked your cheek.

“Fine” you grumble, turning away from Jonathan’s hand to release another beastly sneeze.

He grabs a thermometer from the dressed besides your bed and quickly turns it on. “Okay, open wide sweetheart”

You open your mouth, allowing him to softly place the cold metal tip of the thermometer under your tongue. You sat uncomfortably with your mouth wide open for what felt like an eternity, until you heard the little beep ringing in your ears, signaling Jonathan to pull it out, allowing you to close your mouth.

You look for to him to see his brows furrowed “What’s my temp, doc?”

“You’re 102 degrees, sweetie. I don’t think we need to go to the doctors, but you’re definitely sick. Why don’t I get you some water and ibuprofen?”

You nod softly. He leans down to give you a kiss on your warm cheeks, and walks out of the room to go get you water.

He walks back in moments later holding a glass of water and a pink pill. “Here baby, take this.” He hands you the pill and puts the water on the beside table. He sits down next to you again and strokes your cheek.

“Oh my sweet sick girl. Can you take that pill for me, love?” Jonathan asks you quietly.

You nod before opening your mouth and placing the tasteless pill on your tongue. You take the glass of water from beside you and takes swig, washing the pill down with it.

“Mmm good girl. There you go” he smiles at you, rewarding you with a kiss on the forehead. You yawn in response, prompting him to chuckle.

“Sleepy, are we?” He asks through a laugh.

You nod again and he hums as he softly moves you to the side so that he can lie down on the bed next to you, his nose nearly touching yours. He leans his chin up and gives the tip of your nose a small kiss.

He smiles at you as you blink, eyes heavy with tiredness. He turns away for a moment to put his glasses on the bedside table.

“It’s been a long day, hasn’t it, my love.” He whispers to you as he plays with a strand of your hair.

“Yeah, it has.” you answer, your voice quiet and slightly congested.

Jonathan glides his thumb from your hair to your cheek, stroking it in a relaxing rhythm that only pushes you closer to sleep. He puts a final kiss on your nose and then pulls you against his chest. “Well, it’s time for bed now, my love. You need to get some sleep.” He orders softly.

“But Jon, you’ll catch my sick” you whisper sleepily into his chest.

“Shh, I’ll be fine, baby. You just get some rest, sweet girl. You’re probably exhausted.”

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.-‘*•_aaron hotchner dating hcs .•*-.’💗’-.•*

pairing: aaron hotchner x girlfriend!reader

genre: fluff

warnings: some sexual-ish stuff implied

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-the two of you met after a mutual friend set you up on a blind date. aaron had been a little scared because he thought he was too old to date after his divorce, but after he met you, he was immediately in love

-despite his quite serious demeanour at the BAU office, hotch is such an affectionate and cutesy boyfriend. always showing you and kisses and cuddling you

-he looooves to give you my pet names/praise. “pretty girl” “my love” “sweet girl” “mmm youre doing great sweetheart” “good girl, just like that”

-his groggy morning voice is really sexy and low and he loves to talk to you as soon as he wakes up because he knows it makes you blush

-cuddling is his favorite thing to do at any point in the day. you guys just woke up? he’s pulling you in for the first snuggle of the day. he’s tired after work? his arms are already around you. the two of you are winding down to go to bed? you’re falling asleep in his arms

-after a long day of talking to people and giving orders at work, he loves to listen to you talk about it your day. “oh, sorry am i rambling a little bit?” “no, sweet girl, not at all. i love listening to you, baby.”

-he’s really touchy in a protective way and always has his hands on you. an arm around your shoulder, holding your hand, arm around your waist, slowly snaking down towards your ass

-he doesn’t like to talk about work very much, mainly because it gets pretty heavy sometimes, and he doesn’t want to freak you out by telling you about creepy cases

-first time you ever visited hotch at the office, everyone was absolutely appalled by how sweet he was to you and how quickly he changed as soon as you walked into the room-

-“morgan, this is the last time im going to tell you- oh, oh hey pretty girl! what at you doing here?” “you just forgot the lunch i made you at home so i decided to bring it to you :)”

-derek and garcia are very freaked out at this side of him and keep pestering him because they didn’t know you two were dating. “who are you and what have you done with hotch?” and all he can do is roll his eyes and turn his attention back to you.

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also feel free to put in recs if u have a character you want that isn’t on here or want a drabble/fic of someone who is on here :)

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neil lewis with a girlfriend who likes horror movies.•*+_🪓.-•*+📼~•._-*

pairing: neil lewis x girlfriend!reader

summary: you and neil disagree over what movie to choose for movie night…

genre: fluff

warnings: Neil kind of being an asshole

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(a/n): this is fully self indulgence hehe. im a huge fan of horror movies. enjoy!

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“Hey baby!” Neil called to you to you from across the small video store. He was re-shelving this weeks returned videos, and was currently putting tapes back in the surprisingly popular ‘vampire-erotica’ section.

“Mhm?” You turn around to look at him from the beat-up green couch towards the front of the store.

“Since it’s been a slow night at the shop, how do you feel about closing up early and heading back to my place for a movie night?” He suggested with a grin on his face. “Your choice?” He offered. You returned his grin excitedly.

“Yeah! That sounds great Neil! Let me close the register while you finish restocking and then we can head out.” You tell him, hopping up from the couch to lock the door and flip the sign hanging on the glass to ‘closed’.

“Oh and don’t forget to close the blinds!” Neil called to you again. You quickly pulled down the blinds and curtains from the top of the front windows, and then walk behind the counter and begin to work on counting up all of that days earnings.

Neil owned the store, Gumshoe video, and did most of the work, but he payed you and his buddies, Jonathan and Lucien, to help out and keep him company.

You quickly counted up the small bit of profit you had accumulated, added up the tips, and closed the register for the day. Neil walked over and slid into a stool on the opposite side of the front counter. You followed his eyes as he relaxed his arm onto the cold wood, and leaned his cheek onto his fist. Once he was comfortable, he met your gaze and gave you a goofy smile.

“Hey pretty girl.” He cooed softly, his goofy smile turning into a sappy grin.

“Hey Neil” You replied, giving him a small giggle in response, your cheeks turning pink at the praise.

“Whacha thinkin?” He lifted his head off of his fist and reached across the counter to tuck a loose strand of hair behind your ear. He pulled his hand back and placed the palm flat on the wooden surface.

“Hm?” You cocked your head slightly to the side.

“You ready to head back to my place now?” He asked, subtly reminding you of your plans. He smiled a little at your turned head. “For movie night?”

“Oh right” you laughed. “Let me just grab my bag- be right back!” You run to the back room of the shop where you melt most of your stuff during your shifts. You quickly snagged the handles of a black tote bag adorned with tens of hundreds of little pins, all with pictures of bands or movies on them. You ran back to Neil, slipping your tote up your right arm around your shoulder.

“Okay” you smiled. “I’m ready”

Neil lived in the apartment above Gumshoe, so the walk was fairly quick, but it did mean walking to the alley behind the store and climbing a few flights of stairs.

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Once you had both managed to get up to his apartment and safely inside, you set your bag down on his small dining room table and then flopped down on the couch. Even on slow days at work, you still ended up exhausted once you were able to relax.

You could hear Neil setting down his keys and shuffling about his apartment behind you. It was a very open space, so the kitchen, living room, and front hall were all pretty much the same room, with the couch facing away from the kitchen. Moments later, Neil slid down next to you and wrapped an arm around you, pulling you in for a soft kiss.

“So what movie do you want to watch tonight, lovely girl?” He hummed against your lips. You could feel his fingers brushing against your jawline.

“Hmm…how does watching The Human Centipede sound? Chill movie for a chill night?” You tell him, reaching up to give his brown hair a loving ruffle.

He chuckles at your words and pulls away from your lips. He shakes his head, giving you a disapproving laugh. You frown at his actions and lean back, waiting for him to calm down. He never took you seriously when it came to this horror stuff. You suspected that deep down he was a little insecure that it was because his sweet girlfriend lived for all the guts and gore, while he, a grown man, could barely stomach it. He noticed your face and stopped laughing, his lips still twisted into a soft smile.

“Sorry, love. I know you’re serious it’s just, it’s always so funny to me that my sweet girl is into such…fucky shit.” He tells you harshly, though you know he doesn’t mean it. He makes himself chuckle again.

“Neil” you mewl, a little hurt in your voice. “It is not ‘fucky shit’. It’s cinema.” You pout, a frown still stinging your lips.

His face immediately softens as he realizes his how harsh his words probably sounded, and his chuckles quickly subside. He takes your head in his hands, cradling you softly.

“Hey, baby, I’m sorry. I wasn’t trying to hurt your feelings or anything. I know you’re into that kind of stuff, and I shouldn’t be so judgmental. Alright?” He apologized, placing a kiss to the tip of your nose. “I love you”

You let out a sigh. “I love you too, Neil. And…yeah. I…guess it sort of is fucky shit, I just…I like that kind of stuff, you know? I think it’s cool and, and gnarly. But I- I get that it’s not for everybody.” He nods, giving you another kiss, this time on the lips.

“Let’s throw on The Human Centipede. Just promise to hold me if I get too spooked” he teases.

You jokingly roll your eyes “Fine…I guess….scaredy cat.” You giggle and lay your head on his shoulder.

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You did end up having to hold a scared and surprisingly jumpy Neil… multiple times throughout the course of the movie. Once you had finally finished and the credits rolled, Neil hesitantly unwrapped himself from around you.

“Maybe we um” he gulped quietly “Maybe we don’t watch that one again. For a while” he whispered to you.

“Oh, Neil sorry, was it too gross? We really could have picked something else if you wanted…” you began, a pang of guilt in your voice.

He was quick to interrupted. “No, no not at all baby! I’m glad you got to show me a movie you liked! I was harsh about it earlier, and that was my fault. Don’t sweat it, alright?” He assured you quickly, finishing with a nervous chuckle. You nodded, a smile creeping onto your face. “That’s my girl” he grinned.

“Next time we can just watch Sunset Boulevard or something instead. That one isn’t scary at all. Okay?” You tell him sweetly, still maybe attempting to comfort him.

“Sounds perfect, my love.” He replies, kissing your cheek.

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(a/n): dedicated to my friend who unfortunately doesn’t have tumblr, but lets me show her torture movies even though she hates them because she knows that no one else watches them with me😭 ily🫶

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earlyseasons!spencer having a crush on fem!reader headcannons?

.-‘*•_spencer reid crush hcs .•*-.’💗’-.•*

pairing: spencer reid x fem!bau!reader

genre: fluff

warnings: none :)

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-you guys were both hired onto the bau around the same time, so you went through training together and were well aquatinted by the time you were officially colleagues

-he always thought you were really pretty, but didn’t really develop a crush until he saw you in action at work, and was immediately stricken with you after your first case. the way you could command a room and take charge…he thought it was very atttactive

-he looooves talking with you! he isn’t super easily flustered or anything, he just takes any chance he can get to start a conversation.

-to add on, he always comes up with random little facts for you each day. “hey, y/n! i love your ladybug earrings. oh, did you know that a ladybug can eat up to 75 aphids a day? cool right!?”

-always remembers little things about you. you could call it his love language, but that’s really just who he is. within the first few days of meeting you, he already knew your coffee order by heart, and brought it to you nearly every morning

-even though he doesn’t really get flustered easily, he does get a bit…okay a lot blushy at any small touches. like you brush past him on the way to a meeting? his cheeks are red immediately

-he likes to daydream sometimes, and he often spaces out and stares at you without realizing. you’ve caught him looking a few times, but never said anything

-his favorite part about you was your smile. he loved seeing it after he made a corny joke or shared a lame fact. he liked being able to make you happy.

-he thought he was fairly discreet about it, but everyone else at the office thought his crush was painfully obvious

-it didn’t take him long to realise he wanted to ask you out. it took him a while before he was able to build up the confidence, but one day, after one two many cups of coffee (one cup), he stopped you in an empty corner of the office and just went for it

-“look I- this is probably really random and it’s a bit crazy that I’m doing this, but I just- whew okay…I like you. A lot. You’re like… really pretty and really smart and I would like it very much if I could take you out or get coffee or…” you roll your eyes at his caffeine fueled rant and interrupt him by pressing your lips to his

-“sooo…you like me too?” “yes, you idiot! now kiss me again!”

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ocean blue eyes _•*.🌊

inspired by the song ‘gorgeous’ by taylor swift

pairing: cillian murphy x f!reader

summary: you love to admire your boyfriends pretty blue eyes :)

genre: fluff

warnings: cillains piercing blue eyes /hj

“ocean blue eyes/lookin’ in mine/i feel like i might/sink and drown and die”

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(a/n): second little blurb is out! im always reminded of cillian when i listen to this song hehe. *not proofread! im also not super happy with the ending of this but that’s alright.* also this is an au where his gorgeous lovely irl wife does not exist!! no disrespect to my queen yvonne or their kids!<3

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“Hello my love” Cillian hums as he slips his big hands around your waist and pulls you into a hug from behind. He pushes your hair to the other side of your shoulders and proceeds to rest his chin softly in the nape of your neck, but not before placing a tender kiss under your ear. “Sorry I’m home late” he apologizes, his silky Irish accent accentuating every syllable “The shoot went later than scheduled” he mumbled into your skin. You could feel his long eyelashes flutter shut against your skin as he took a deep breath. You both stood quietly for a moment, finding a relieving comfort each other’s natural warmth.

You reach backwards and manage to place the palm of your hand on the back of his head, giving his ashy brown hair a loving scratch.

“It’s alright Cill. I managed to occupy myself.” you tell him, bringing your hand back down to your sides to then wrap them around the arms he had woven around your waist.

“Hmm?” he asks, an amused tone to his voice. “And what did you occupy yourself with, love.”

“Mmm well I baked some cookies, and listened to some music…” you recount quietly.

“Oh? Well what kind of music you were listening to?” He chuckles, trying to move the conversation along.

“Well I had some Taylor Swift-“ you begin to tell him, but you were interrupted by Cillian unraveling himself from around your waist and spinning you by your shoulders to face him. “There we go, pretty girl. I can see you now” he smiles, giving you his full attention by locking his innocent, ocean blue eyes to yours “as you were saying…?” God you could just melt….

“Oh well i- um” you let out a slightly exasperated breath, distracted by his eyes that twinkled under the fluorescent lights of your apartment. “I was listening to um…” you start, unable to quite get the words out. His pupils were almost the color of a ripe blueberry, sweet and tender. How could you think of anything with those…those things staring at you? They were just so pretty, and they matched his complexion perfectly-

“My love, are you alright?” Cillian snaps you out of whatever daydream you had begun.

“Sorry I um” you clear your throat and turn your head slightly ajar to avoid his gaze. You notice the distinct feeling of blood rushing to your cheeks and tinting your soft face an embarrassing pink. “I sort of lost my train of thought there…what was the question again?” You ask him dizzily, avoiding his eyes in the hopes of getting out a complete sentence.

“Lovey, you seem quite distracted is… is something wrong?” he chuckles hesitantly. You continue to blush silently, your face painting itself even pinker at his attention. “Hey. Look at me.” He asks sweetly, lightly taking your head in his hands and turning it back to him again. At this point, eye contact was unavoidable, so you just accepted your fate, and let your brain be fried by the unimaginable shimmer reflecting off of his glassy pupils. He had to know what he was doing to you, looking at you sweetly, praising you, prompting you with gentle touches. It was so evil of him, teasing you. Surely it was illegal to look so perfect…

“Cill I just…your eyes are so…god they’re so…they’re gorgeous” you breathe. Your cheeks were now surely the color of ripe strawberries. “Sorry that sounded weird…”. You cover your cheeks with your palms, the momentary embarrassment making you want to crawl away and hide forever. It isn’t long before he tries to pry your slightly damp hands away from your burning cheeks. “Hey pretty girl, where’d you go.” He laughs. “Look at me” he asks again. This time, you comply, lifting your chin to meet his gaze.

It truly was an out-of-body experience. The longer you looked into his eyes, the more the dashing specs of grey begin to float in the shocking blue waters of the ocean that was his iris. The calm waves splashing back and forth with every small movement, every tilt of his head. You wished you could go to whatever body of water he had trapped in there, though you worry that you might drown if you tried, overwhelmed by the beautiful beaches, freckled with tan sand and thick palm trees.

It was all so difficult to tell him. You felt sort of…creepy being so easily encapsulated by a singular functioning part of him. And such a small one at that (unlike some other parts of him….😉). You knew he thought it was sweet, it just…gosh it drove you crazy. You couldn’t express it all if you tried, and it infuriated you, but you knew that it all came from a place of love. One last look at his eyes, you quickly remember you should probably break the silence that suddenly felt loudly eternal. Your eyelashes brushed your cheeks few times, trying to regain any train of thought.

“I love you, Cillian.” You decide. He could hear about all of this the next time you get lost in his eyes…

“I love you too, angel.” He coos softly.

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(a/n): tysm for reading my second fic! i will most likely be trying out some smut soon, so bear with me while i work on that 😭 (my bestie aki has written smut in the past so maybe ill ask them for some help lol) anywaysssss, love u, and the song i was inspired by is linked below 🎶 <3

[lucyswinter]

onion tears and caring kisses 🧅 〰️. - * • ❤️‍🩹

pairing: jonathan crane x f!reader

summary: jonathan comes home from a long day at work to his loving girlfriend trying (and failing) to cook dinner

genre: fluff

warnings: slightly ooc!jonathan, praise, mention of a slight burn

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(a/n): my first fanfic!! it’s just a lil drabble but i hope you enjoy <3 also i only sort of proofread so i apologise for any mistakes 😣

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you sigh loudly as a puff of steam quickly rises up from the small pan of onions you have sautéing on the stove. heavy raindrops are pelting the window above the counter next to you, an added distraction to the already hectic atmosphere.

“my gosh how difficult is it to cook some onions?” you mumble to yourself as your eyes water slightly from the intense smell of the onions. you drop the wooden spoon you had been holding, and bring your hand up to wave the thick steam away from your face, just as the smoke alarm goes off. you swat your hand down and groan, accidentally hitting your exposed wrist on the hot pan, which orients a louder and more aggressive groan.

“why does everything have to go wrong” you moan in annoyance, shrinking onto the floor with your back against the marble countertops, clutching your wrist, now red from the heat. the smoke alarm is still blaring at an annoyingly loud volume and at confusing, spotty intervals.

“love?” jonathan questions worriedly as he walks into the kitchen, slipping off a raincoat from his shoulders, pants damp from the rain “what is that sound” he continued in the nervous tone, referring to the smoke alarm. he walks forward a small bit and places his coat on the kitchen island, still unable to find you.

“jonathan? i didn’t even hear you come in” you exclaim as you hop up from your slouching position against the counter, wincing a little as you place your injured hand against the cold, hard floor in an attempt to get up.

“oh there you are!” he says, relieved. he smiles, walking over to you briskly and pulling you the rest of the way up by your elbows, giving you a small peck on the lips. “how was your day, pretty girl?” he looks you up and down as he waits for a response, his smile drops as he sees the quickly forming burn mark on your wrist.

“oh, love, did you do this? what happened?” he asks you, lifting your chin up with his fingers so he can make eye contact with you. “hm?” he prompts when he is met with silence.

“sorry i um” you wipe away a tear from your eyes, partly from the onions, and partly because it has been a very stressful half an hour in the kitchen. “i was trying to make dinner but i kind of messed it up and i hurt myself on the stove” you sniff, rubbing your wrist and turning your head to avoid his forced gaze.

he turns your head back to him, fingers still holding your chin. he frowns at your tears.

“oh my sweet girl” he praises, peppering soft kisses your under eyes which have become increasingly shiny from a more consistent stream of tears. he then brings your wrist up to his lips and gives it a soft kiss. you wince at the feeling, and pull it to your chest, cradling it slowly. he takes your cheeks in his hands and uses his calloused thumbs to brush away the rest of the tears. “darling, you know i always make dinner, you didn’t have to do this.” he coos you, his tone quiet and reassuring.

“i know john, i just-“ you huff, voice breaking a bit. you spot the corners of his mouth turn a little more downward, his frown more pronounced. you take a deep breath in and continue “-you just said you’ve had a hard week at work and i wanted to do something for you, and i thought it would be nice if you could come home and have one less thing to do, but i didn’t take into account that i really do not know how to cook, and tacos are especially labor intensive” you drone on, a stress-induced hiccup punctuating your rant.

he stays quiet for a few seconds, still holding your teary face in his hands. he lets out a chuckle and kisses your lips.

“oh my kind and caring girl. so thoughtful” he hums against your lips. “mm” he groans as he pulls away to look at you, tears still falling.

instead of saying anything else, he just brushes the tears collecting on your chin and turns off the stove. he then leads you to a drawer from which he pulls out ointment and a small bandage wrap. he squirts the pasty off-white ointment onto your red wrist and spreads it very softly, his heart aching at your quiet winces. he then wraps the bandage around your wrist and cuts it with a light tug.

“there we go, pretty girl. all patched up.* he places a soft kiss on the tip of your nose “why don’t we just order some takeout now, love?” he chuckles again.

you nod and sniffle, feeling a little guilty that he has more to do after a stressful day. your cheek smooshes against his shoulder as he pulls you into a tight embrace.

“jonathan, your kind of squishing me.” you tell him through his sweater.

“oh, im sorry love.” he pulls away chuckling, but keeps his hands locked around your arms. he pulls an arm away to wipe your tears one last time. “so should we get dim sum or pizza?” he asks, a playful grin sneaking onto his cheeks.

“how about tacos?” you reply with a smile, already in a better mood.

“sounds perfect” he softens his grin to return your smile as he begins to pull out his phone from his pocket.

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you enjoyed the rest of the night eating professionally made tacos, and snuggling against jonathan on the couch. even though it ended up okay this time, you and jonathan agreed that you should not be allowed to cook for a while…

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(a/n): thanks for reading if you made it this far! ill be putting out more fanfics as soon as possible (once i figure out how to set up my inbox 😭)

[lucyswinter]

Request guidelines

Requests are : OPEN<3

Masterlist

Who/what I write for:

-Cillian Murphy/ characters: (Jackson Rippner, Tom Shelby, Neil Lewis, Jonathan Crane, Kitten Braden, Jim: 28 days later, Emmett: a quiet place part II, Raymond Leon, Robert Fischer, Tom Buckley)

-Criminal Minds: Spencer Reid, Aaron Hotchner, Derek Morgan, Emily Prentiss, Penelope Garcia, JJ,

-The Bear: Sydney Adamu, Richie Jerimovich, Carmen Berzatto, Sugar Berzatto

-Saw: Lawrence Gordon, Adam Stanheight, Mark Hoffman, Peter Strahm, Amanda Young, Jill Tuck, Lynn Denlon (for ships: I’ll do chainshipping, coffinshipping, and shotgunshipping/lynnmanda!)

-American Horror Story (All seasons up to Cult. Only ships if they are canon (by season, I mean)! i.e: I won’t do Kit Walker (s2) x Madison Montgomery (s3) or anything)!

-Nip/Tuck: Sean McNamara, Christian Troy, Matt McNamara, Julie McNamara, Liz Cruz, Eden Lord

-DC villains (from the Nolan trilogy or Gotham tv show! I will specify from which one I mean. I’ll also write Batman but that’s the only hero)

-Peaky blinders: Luca Changretta, Tom Shelby, Alfie Solomons, Finn Shelby, John Shelby, Arthur Shelby, Oswald Mosley

-Top Gun/ Top Gun: Maverick: any characters! (For ships, I only rlly know IceMav 😭 but I’m open to others! I’ll also do penny!reader)

-Bridgerton/ Queen Charolette: Daphne x Simon, George x Charolette, Anthony x Kate, Colin x Penelope (and all of these characters individually!)

-Community: Professor Ian Duncan, Jeff Winger, Abed Nadir, Britta Perry , Annie Edison, Troy Barnes

-Impractical Jokers: Joe Gatto, Sal Vulcano, James Murray, Brian Quinn

-Supernatural: Sam Winchester, Dean Winchester, Castiel, Destiel (will not do Wincest or Wincestiel)

-X-files: Fox Mulder, Dana Scully, MSR

-BBC Sherlock (only JohnLock)

-Good omens (only Ineffable husbands)

-Hannibal (only Hannigram)

(Any other characters im open to! Just PM me to see if I know the fandom/media they’re in, or rec with a few options! I’ll ignore if I don’t know them <;3)

I will write: A bit ooc (depends on scenario 🤭), fluff, smut, small-ish age gap, AU’s, non romantic pairings, alternate endings, fem!/gn!/afab!reader, character x reader, character x character

I won’t write: Male!/nonbinary!/trans!reader (im a cis female so I will write gender neutral reader if requested, but most fics (unless specified) were written with a fem reader in mind :)), incest, underage reader (or character), dub/non-con

Thanks for reading! Feel free to PM requests if you aren’t comfortable sending them through the question button or want to work through the request :)