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I am going to be participating in Kinktober this year. I am doing my own prompts because I’ve seen some of the nasty ones that people are doing and I just can’t. And I mean some are so nasty they make me want to puke at the thought of it 🤮. Anyway I’ve got a few prompts at the moment but I could do with some more. If you have any ideas for prompts that I could use let me know.

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I would love more criminal minds requests. I know I’ve been asking for requests a lot lately but I just enjoy writing for criminal minds so much. Please please please send in some requests I would definitely appreciate it

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Please please please send me in some requests for Derek I’m desperate to write something else for him

I don’t understand how Derek Morgan is so criminally underrated (pun intended). I’m constantly looking for fics of him to read. And even in the Derek Morgan x Reader tag I have to scroll through so many Hotch and Spencer fics to even find one rare Derek one. I need requests for this man because he deserves more love. I mean look at him. How can people not love him?

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Decided to add the lovely ladies to this series too if that’s what you want to call it. Please continue to send in requests for this series

Introducing Plus Size BAU!Reader (please send in requests) Masterlist for everything plus size BAU!Reader

🌻 - Smut 🌸 - Fluff 🥀 - Angst

Aaron Hotchner:

🌻 You Drive Me Crazy

David Rossi:

Derek Morgan:

🥀Bullets Wake

Elle Greenaway:

Emily Prentiss:

JJ:

Penelope Garcia:

Spencer Reid:

🥀🌸 Warmth Beyond the Pain

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I don’t understand how Derek Morgan is so criminally underrated (pun intended). I’m constantly looking for fics of him to read. And even in the Derek Morgan x Reader tag I have to scroll through so many Hotch and Spencer fics to even find one rare Derek one. I need requests for this man because he deserves more love. I mean look at him. How can people not love him?

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Sub!Sirius x Dom!Reader Headcanons

Pairing: Sirius Black x Reader

Summary: Just some headcanons for sub!Sirius

After Azkaban he is extremely touch starved

He wants to be physical with you but he struggles

So slowly he lets you take control

He allows you to touch him without him needing to do much work.

Due to him not having been physical with anyone for so many years he’s worried about touching you or doing something wrong so he lets you be the one to take control and do all the work

He finds he quite enjoys you being completely in control.

When he is able to be more touchy with you he tells you to command him what to do.

He wants to pleasure you as much as he can. Your pleasure gets him off even more

He loves you telling him what to do and he will always obey your every command

You won’t let him touch you without your say so first. So sometimes you have to scold him if he reaches out to touch you. But that makes him love it even more

He loves when you tie him up

He loves when you force him to eat your pussy

Sirius begs to be able to touch you.

He also begs when you are denying him his orgasm

Sirius is always willing to try out new things. Even if that includes having you peg him

As long as you’re satisfied and happy that’s all that matters to him

And he might not ever admit it but he actually quite likes being pegged

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I really need to write something for this man. Please send in requests

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Spencer Reid fic is up. And I’ve decided to add David Rossi for characters I write for. Please send in some more requests for plus size BAU!Reader and just David Rossi requests in general

Introducing Plus Size BAU!Reader (please send in requests) Masterlist for everything plus size BAU!Reader

🌻 - Smut 🌸 - Fluff 🥀 - Angst

Aaron Hotchner:

🌻 You Drive Me Crazy

David Rossi:

Derek Morgan:

🥀Bullets Wake

Spencer Reid:

🥀🌸 Warmth Beyond the Pain

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Warmth Beyond the Pain

Pairing: Spencer Reid x Plus Size BAU!Reader

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Summary: When a case comes up that hits a bit too close to home, Spencer comforts you. And finally admits his feelings for you

Word Count: 2.2k

Warnings: Angst, Fluff, mentions of sexual assault (previous boyfriend), mentions of insecurities, mentions of self harm scars

A/N: sorry if this is too OOC for Spencer I just had this idea come to me and needed to write it. Bit of angst, bit of fluff. Please send in more Spencer requests because I love him. Also Spencer in glasses really does something to me 🥵

Divider Cred: @thecutestgrotto

A new case had just come in. A man in Virginia was raping women. He had been dubbed a serial rapist.

He wore a ski mask as he raped his victims. This one hit a little bit close to home. Unfortunately you had been a victim of a rape a few months ago. By your now ex boyfriend.

You had been traumatised but you had done your best to hide it from your colleagues. And you were good at hiding it. That was until this case came up.

Spencer was the first to notice a slight change in your demeanour. He would constantly ask you if you were ok, to which you replied that you were. And whilst he didn’t quite believe you, he didn’t push you.

The targets all had one thing in common. Plus sized and the same hair colour as you. Which means at some point you would most likely have to go undercover to draw the bastard in. Something which you weren’t looking forward to.

The thought of that made you feel sick to your stomach.

A few weeks passed and you were no closer to tracking this guy down. Then came the reports of the man raping people down in Ohio. He had moved to another State. But it was the same M.O. It was him. However this time he was no longer wearing his ski mask. He was allowing his victims to see his face.

Some of the women had reported the rapes and had given a description of what the man looked like. A sketch artist was able to draw what the man looked like, which allowed for a positive identification on the man.

As soon as you saw the picture of the man on the screen you knew this case was going to be even more difficult.

“Y/N, we are going to need you to go undercover and draw this man in.” Hotch said.

You didn’t say anything you just stared at his picture. You felt sick. You had that feeling in your throat like you were going to throw up.

“Y/N?” Hotch said when you didn’t say anything.

Everyone’s eyes were now on you. Spencer was concerned. Everyone else was confused.

“I don’t think I can do it.” You finally managed to say.

“Y/N, you are the only one who he’d go after. You fit his targets.” Hotch said.

“I know Hotch. And trust me if I could I would do this but I can’t.” You said.

“Ok. Everyone else out of the room. Y/N stay behind we need to talk.” Hotch said.

Everyone filed out of the conference room until it was just you and Hotch left.

“I’m sorry Hotch. If I’m going to lose my job over this then I understand.” You said.

“What? No no no. We aren’t going to force you to do this Y/N. It just might be our only way to catch this bastard. But I promise if you’re uncomfortable we won’t force you to do anything you don’t want to do.” Hotch said placing a hand on your shoulder and giving you a reassuring smile.

“He knows I’m FBI.” You said.

Hotch sat down and looked at you confused.

“You know this guy?” Hotch asked.

You just nodded tears now falling from your eyes.

“How?” He asked.

“He’s my ex boyfriend.” You said.

“Shit. Well that definitely changes things. There’s no way we could send you in to draw him out. I’m so sorry.” He said as he hugged you.

“It will be ok. We will catch him. He won’t hurt anyone else, and he certainly won’t hurt you.” Hotch said.

He already has you wanted to say, but you decided against it. You didn’t want him or anyone to feel sorry for you knowing you were probably his first victim.

That night in the hotel you were in your room. Staring at the self inflicted scars all over your body. The scars you gave yourself when having to deal with the trauma of being raped by your ex boyfriend. You were pulled out of your thoughts by a knock on your door.

“Who is it?” You asked.

“It’s Spencer can I come in?” He asked.

“I’m kind of busy right now Spence.” You said as you went back to staring at yourself in the mirror.

“Please.” He begged.

“I’m naked right now.” You said. It wasn’t exactly a lie you were half naked, only in your underwear.

“Well can you put some clothes on and answer the door?” He asked.

You rolled your eyes. Grabbing the hotel robe and shoving it on before answering the door.

“What’s up Spence?” You asked.

“Just want to talk.” He said as he entered your room.

You shut the door watched as Spencer sat down on the edge of the bed.

“What’s wrong?” He asked.

“What do you mean? Nothings wrong.” You lied.

“I saw the way you tensed up when you saw then unsubs picture. Do you know him? Is that why you can’t do the undercover mission?” He asked.

“He’s my ex.” You admitted.

“Oh. I’m so sorry,” Spencer said not sure what else to say.

“Wait what’s that on your thigh?” Spencer asked.

You looked down at your thigh. Shit you thought to yourself. Stupid hotel robes never fit a woman of your size. They were always too short and never covered your body properly.

“It’s nothing.” You said trying to pull the robe down slightly.

As you did the robe popped open slightly revealing a scar on your chest too.

“You’ve got another one on your chest” Spencer pointed out.

“I think you should go Spence.” You said trying your best to cover yourself.

“I’m not going anywhere until you tell me who did that to you.” He said sternly.

“I did ok.” You admitted looking away from him. You didn’t want sympathy.

“Why on earth would you do something like that to yourself?” Spencer asked concerned.

“Please can you just leave.” You said.

“No. I’m not going anywhere. Please talk to me I care about you.” Spencer said.

You sat down on the bed next to Spencer and you decided it was time you finally told someone what happened to you.

You looked at your hands wanting to avoid looking at Spencer as the tears flowed from your eyes.

“He raped me.” You said.

“What? When?” Spencer asked.

“A few months ago. When I broke up with him. I was no longer happy with him. He was horrible to me. And when I broke up with him he went ballistic. He raped me. It’s my fault he’s doing this to other women. I should have reported him. But I was scared. I’m a BAU agent I’m meant to have thick skin. But I was terrified. He threatened to kill me if I reported him. I should have just reported him. I should have taken the risk. And now because of me people have had to suffer. It’s all my fault. Maybe I should have just stayed with him. Maybe then he wouldn’t have targeted other women. Especially women that are similar to me.” You sobbed.

Spencer wrapped an arm around you pulling you to him. He kissed the top of your head.

“Don’t you dare blame yourself for any of this, there was no way you could have known what he was going to do. Don’t worry this stays between us if you aren’t ready to tell the rest of the team.” He said.

“Thank you Spence.” You said feeling slightly better for having admitted what happened to you.

“Did you know that 63% of rape crimes go unreported?” Spencer asked.

“Really Spence? Throwing statistics at me now?” You asked.

“Sorry force of habit.” He said which made you chuckle.

“Can I see the scars please?” He asked.

“Spence I’m just in my underwear.” You said.

“So. Doesn’t bother me.” He said.

“Honestly you don’t want to see me like that.” You said.

“Please.” He begged.

You just nodded. You didn’t really want to since you were so insecure about your body. Not just because of the scars. But it was difficult to say no to Spencer.

You stood up and and slowly took your robe off, until you were stood there in just your underwear.

You avoided Spencer’s gaze disgusted with your body. Spencer looked up and down your body, seeing it littered with all of the self inflicted scars.

“I am so sorry you had to go through this all alone.” He said.

You went to pick your robe back up so you could put it on but Spencer was quick to stop you.

“Please don’t. You don’t have to hide from me.” He said.

“You don’t want to see this anymore.” You said.

“Why don’t I?” He asked.

“I’m hideous. And not just because of the scars.” You said tears forming in your eyes again.

“Lay down on the bed.” Spencer demanded. He shocked you and himself.

“Please.” He added.

You nodded and laid down on the bed. Spencer laid down next to you.

“Come here.” He said opening his arms for you.

“I don’t want to crush you.” You said.

“Don’t be silly now come here.” He said.

You nodded and allowed Spencer to wrap his arms around you and hold you close. You rested your head on his chest as he kissed the top of your head.

“Never put yourself down like that again. You are beautiful. In every way. “ he said.

“But the scars and my size.” You said sobbing again.

“You are beautiful no matter your size. And the scars show your trauma, they show your battle. They’re a part of you. But I want you to promise me one thing.” Spencer said.

“What is it?” You asked.

“Never hurt yourself again. I’m here for you and I’m not going anywhere. If you want to tell the team about what happened to you, I will be there every step of the way with you. If you don’t want to tell them, then your secret is safe with me. But please let me be there for you.” He said kissing the top of your head again, as his hand stroked your back to comfort you.

“Why are you being so nice to me Spence?” You asked.

“Because you’re amazing. You’re one of my closest friends. You shouldn’t have to go through something like this alone. And if I’m being honest it’s because I love you.” He admitted.

“What?” You asked looking up at him.

“I love you. I should have told you a long time ago but I was scared to. But I hate seeing you like this. I have to be honest with you.” He said.

“I love you too Spencer. I just never thought you could love someone like me.” You admitted.

“Are you kidding? You’re perfect in every way. I’m an idiot for not having told you sooner.” He said.

You both looked into each others eyes. A smile forming on both of your faces.

“Can I kiss you?” You asked.

Spencer smiled and nodded.

You slowly leaned in, giving Spencer a chance to change his mind. When he didn’t you allowed your lips to slowly ghost over his. Spencer held the back of your head allowing him to deepen the kiss.

This was everything Spencer had dreamed of for a long time. He felt like an idiot not having been able to tell you sooner.

The rest of the night Spencer didn’t leave your side. He held you. And showed you what you had been missing out on all these years. Someone who genuinely cared about you. Someone who loved you. And someone who would constantly make you feel wanted.

The next morning you decided it was best to be open with your team about what happened to you. As promised Spencer was there with you the whole time, holding your hand. Using his thumb to stroke the back of your hand so you knew he was there for you.

You apologised to the team for not having reported him in the first place, but they all assured you that you had done the right thing especially since he threatened your life. They knew and deep down you knew none of this was your fault. But they promised you that they would catch the son of a bitch. And they did. They also promised you that they were always there for you, because you’re all like one big, happy family.

Once the case was over you were on the jet back to Virginia. You and Spencer were cuddled up together as he read a book.

“So you two finally together?” Derek asked as he slipped into the seat opposite the two of you.

Spencer looked up from his book and nodded.

“Yeah we are.” He said looking at you and placing a kiss on top of your head.

“About time. We’ve all been fed up of seeing you pining after each other for years.” Derek said chuckling.

So it seems that even the team knew about your feelings for one another before either of you did.

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You Need To Cool Down

Requested by @ophelialark

Pairing: Weasley Twins x Reader

Summary: A hot summers day, and a day off work causes the twins to play a mischievous prank on you

Word count: 424

A/N: thank you for the request I really hope you like it

Your boyfriends were always causing mischief. No matter how old they got they loved playing pranks. Especially on you. Now that you were living with the twins they found every single opportunity to prank you. Sometimes it drove you mad but it was one of the reasons you loved them.

After the end of the second wizarding war you had moved into the apartment the twins shared. You also worked at the joke shop with them.

It was a nice summers day and the three of you had taken the day off of work. It was rare the three of you got a day off but you decided you needed one to spend some time together. Some of the other shop workers could hold down the fort for the day.

It was so nice and hot out you decided you wanted to go a sunbathe on the balcony. You put your bikini on and went to lay out on one of the deck chairs on the balcony. The boys said they would join you shortly they were just going to grab some drinks for the three of you to stay cool.

You had a feeling they were up to something when they both gave you a cheeky grin but you didn’t care. You also had a feeling they had messed with your bikini top because something didn’t feel right when you put it on but you tried to ignore it.

That was until you felt the bikini top untying itself. They had definitely charmed it in some way. You shook your head but just took your bikini top completely off. They wanted you like this so that’s what they would get.

You heard the twins come out onto the balcony but you didn’t say anything. Wanting to see what they were up to you let them play out their prank. You didn’t expect to have a bucket of ice water thrown over you.

“Ah!” You screamed really loudly as the cold water drenched you.

The ice water was so cold it made your nipples instantly go cold.

“You idiots!” You shouted as Fred and George just laughed hysterically.

“Oh babe you love us really.” Fred said before kissing you.

“You two are lucky.” You said scowling at the both of them.

“You looked like you needed to cool off.” George joked before kissing you too.

“You know I will have to make you both pay for it.” You teased.

“We wouldn’t have it any other way.” Fred said as the twins just laughed again.

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Introducing Plus Size BAU!Reader (please send in requests) Masterlist for everything plus size BAU!Reader

🌻 - Smut 🌸 - Fluff 🥀 - Angst

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🥀Bullets Wake

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Bullets Wake

Pairing: Derek Morgan x Plus Size BAU!Reader

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Summary: A two week break was meant to be relaxing, then you get accused of somones murder. Back in Quantico, you are shot by an unsub. Derek comes to the realisation that he is in love with you.

Word Count: 3k

Warnings: Angst, reader being accused of murder, reader being shot, mentions of blood. mentions of a decapitated body. Reader on the brink of death. mentions of insecurities.

A/N: set during the events of the Fisher King episodes. Reader is the one who is accused of murder, and shot instead of Elle. I recently rewatched these episodes and this idea came to me so I needed to write it whilst everything was still fresh in my mind. Also Derek is so criminally underrated, theres barely any fics for him and that is surprising. I plan on changing that though. Please send in more Derek requests

Divider Cred: @thecutestgrotto

Two weeks in paradise was exactly what you needed. Luckily Gideon had given the entire team two weeks off. No cases to work. Absolutely nothing to do but enjoy some well earned time off.

You had decided to accompany Derek and Elle to Jamaica. A holiday was exactly what you needed. You weren’t expecting it to be cut short.

You were currently sunbathing on the beach with Elle. Derek had gone up to a group of women and was shamelessly flirting with them.

“You know if you’re that jealous maybe you should tell him how you feel.” Elle said noticing the way you were scowling at Derek flirting with the women.

“What are you on about?” You asked feigning ignorance.

“You like him. It’s obvious.” Elle said.

“Come on Elle. As if me saying something would change anything. I mean look at those gorgeous women he’s flirting with. They’re skinny, they’re gorgeous. And look at me. I couldn’t compete with them. Someone like Derek Morgan would never be interested in someone like me.” You said.

“Honey you’re gorgeous too. Size doesn’t matter. Any man would be lucky to have a woman as amazing and gorgeous as you.” Elle said trying to reassure you.

“Thank you, but honestly I’m not Derek’s type. I never will be.” You said.

At that moment Derek returned to sit on the deck chair next to you.

“What you lovely ladies talking about?” He asked.

“Nothing.” You said.

“Men.” Elle said at the exact same time as you.

“Which is it? Nothing? Or men?” Derek asked chuckling.

“Men.” You responded.

“So come on baby girl. You got your eye on anyone here?” Derek teased calling you by the nickname he always did.

“No one that would be interested in me.” You said trying to ignore the sinking feeling in your chest from having witnessed Derek flirting with those women.

“Come on baby girl. You’d make any guy happy.” He said.

“Haha. That’s funny. I’m going back to my room.” You said as you collected your things and left the beach.

“Did I say something wrong?” Derek asked Elle.

“You really can be an idiot sometimes Morgan.” Elle said before getting up herself to go and check on you.

Derek just sat there completely dumbfounded.

“What did I do?” He asked himself.

Later that evening the three of you went dancing. Elle was dancing with a man she met earlier. And Derek was dancing with one of the women from the beach.

Elle noticed you stood there sulking so she decided to excuse herself from the man she was dancing with so she could dance with you.

“Come on honey, dance with me.” she said grabbing your hand and leading you to the dance floor.

You tried to protest but it was no use. You knew Elle would not take no for an answer. She did her best to try and cheer you up and take your mind off of Derek. And she did for a little while. She even made you laugh.

As soon as Derek heard your laugh he looked over at you and Elle. She whispered something in your ear and you threw your head back in laughter. He loved your laugh. And it was good to see you smiling again. Especially since he seemed to have upset you earlier.

Derek made up some excuse to the woman he was dancing with and made his way over to Elle and you.

“Good to see you laughing and smiling again baby girl.” He whispered in your ear as he wrapped his arms around you from behind.

You tensed as soon as you realised Derek was holding you. Elle and you exchanged a look of confusion.

“How about we let Elle get back to her date and me and you can dance?” He suggested.

“Don’t you have a woman to dance with?” You asked slightly annoyed.

“Yeah I do and she’s right here.” He said as he gently swayed you both side to side.

“If you need anything come find me.” Elle said before going back to dance with the handsome man.

You turned to look at Derek, his arms still wrapped around you.

“Why do you want to dance with me, when you had a gorgeous woman on your arm?” You asked.

“Because I wanted to dance with the most beautiful woman in the room. And my favourite person ever.” He said smiling at you.

“You’re funny Derek.” You said as you tried to walk away from him.

He grabbed your wrist and pulled you back towards him.

“Please Y/N. Dance with me.” He said pouting and giving you puppy dog eyes.

You groaned but decided to dance with him.

“You do look beautiful baby girl.” He whispered in your ear making you blush.

“You should go back to your date. She’s giving me evils right now.” You said noticing her over Dereks shoulder glaring you.

“No chance. I’m dancing with my girl.” He said.

“Derek. I can’t do this.” You said pulling away from him and rushing off back to your room.

Derek was quick to follow you. He knocked on your door just after you had closed it. You groaned and opened the door.

Noticing Derek stood there an unapologetic look on his face you said “what do you want?”

“Can I come in? Please.” He begged.

You rolled your eyes but nodded and let him into your room.

“I’m sorry if I upset you again.” He said sitting down on the edge of the bed.

You shut the door and sat down next to him.

“It’s ok. I’ve just got a lot on my mind right now.” You said.

“I’m sorry for being an idiot. And if I said something wrong. I love you baby girl.” He said wrapping an arm around you and pulling into a hug.

“I love you too Derek.” You said knowing he only meant it in a platonic way. But you meant it in a romantic way.

“I’m going to head to my room too now. I just wanted to make sure you were ok first.” He said placing a gentle kiss on top of your head.

“I am now. Thank you.” You said. It wasn’t entirely a lie, but it also wasn’t entirely the truth.

The following morning is when everything went bad. You were arrested for a murder that you did not commit. There was a trail of blood leading to right outside your room. And police took that as enough evidence to assume you were guilty.

Yes it obviously looked bad, but the lack of evidence in your room proved your innocence.

It took Elle and Derek showing up until you were finally cleared. You hadn’t even been given the chance to show the police you were FBI, because they forcibly dragged you out of the bed and handcuffed you.

Just before you left the police station Derek pulled you in for a hug.

“It’s ok baby girl. I’ve got you.” He said as you sobbed into his chest.

You had no idea why you had been framed, but you knew something bad must have been happening.

That’s when you find out you had to return to the states. A case had come up. Gideon had received the head of the murder victim that you had been accused of killing. So much for two weeks in paradise.

An unsub who wanted you all to solve some sort of riddle. An unsub who seemed to know a hell of a lot about the team. Including where you all lived.

You were all trying to figure out the clues but it was proving difficult. You hadn’t slept since you had been arrested for a murder you didn’t commit, you als hadn’t eaten. Hotch noticed you were looking very tired to the point where you were almost falling asleep.

“Ok that’s it. Y/N go home.” Hotch said concerned about you.

“I’m fine.” You said even though you both knew you weren’t.

“Come on you haven’t slept in 36 hours you also haven’t had anything to eat. Go home and please get some rest and have something to eat. I don’t want you over working yourself like this. We all care about you and want you on best form. I’m not just asking you to do this as your boss I’m asking as your friend.” Hotch said placing a hand on your shoulder and giving you a reassuring smile.

You knew there was no point fighting it. You were hungry and exhausted. So you just nodded.

“Anderson take Y/N home.” He said. He didn’t want you driving not when you were so exhausted. He wanted to make sure you got home safely.

You got Anderson to pick up take away on your way home so you could actually eat something. When you arrived home Anderson left and you laid down on your sofa and slowly closed your eyes.

You couldn’t have had your eyes shut for more than a minute when you realised there was an intruder. And that’s when you were shot.

You were shot because your team didn’t abide by his rules that no one was to get involved. The media coverage broke that fundamental rule.

You don’t know how but you managed to call 911 before you passed out.

Back at the office Hotch was confused to see Anderson back there.

“Where’s Y/N?” He asked.

“She’s at home.” Anderson said.

“You were meant to stay with her. This bastard knows where we live.” Hotch shouted.

“Sorry I didn’t realise you wanted me to stay. I’ll go back there now.” Anderson said.

“It was pretty obvious. I shouldn’t have to say. Forget it I’ll go myself. Since you apparently can’t follow an order. If anything has happened to her, it’s on you.” Hotch said as he left the BAU to race to your home.

He got there just as you were being loaded into the ambulance. He was pissed. And he was extremely worried about you. You had lost a lot of blood. You needed surgery. Hotch stayed at the hospital with you. He felt guilty for sending you home maybe he should have just let you sleep on the sofa in his office. He felt like this was his fault.

JJ and Derek were following up on a potential lead, when JJ got the call.

“What’s wrong?” Derek asked realising something was up with JJ.

“It’s Y/N. She’s been shot.” JJ said teary eyed.

Derek immediately put his foot down on the brake.

“What?” Derek asked worriedly.

“She’s been shot. She’s in surgery.” JJ said.

Derek quickly turned the car around the lead forgotten about. All he knew was he had to get to you.

“Derek. Hotch said not to go to the hospital. We need to follow up on this lead.” JJ said.

“I have to see her.” Derek said tears falling from his own eyes now.

“She’s in surgery. Probably will be for some time. There’s nothing you can do. We need to get this guy.” JJ said.

Derek knew she was right but he wanted so badly to see you. He remained professional and turned back around going back in the direction to follow up on the lead.

“You’re doing the right thing.” JJ said.

He knew they had to see the case through. He just hoped you’d be ok. He didn’t know what he would do if he lost you.

Back at the hospital while you were on the operating table you were in a state between life and death. You saw your grandmother who was telling you that it wasn’t your time. You were revived and were stable again.

After the surgery you were laid up in bed. Attached to all kinds of monitors. Hotch was sat next to you holding your hand.

“I’m so so sorry. This is all my fault. I shouldn’t have sent you home.” He said.

“It’s not your fault.” Gideon said from the doorway.

Hotch looked over to him and said “it is. we knew this guy knew where we lived. We broke his damn rules. He was going to retaliate.” Hotch said.

“She will understand. She knows you only sent her home because you care.” Gideon said.

Once the case was over the entire team were by your bedside. That’s when you flatlined. Everyone was concerned, especially Derek who had tears in his eyes.

The doctors came rushing in trying to usher everyone out of the room before they started CPR. There was no response so they got out the defibrillator. They spent about ten minutes trying to revive you when they gave up.

“Time of death….” One of the doctors started to say but they couldn’t finish their sentence.

“No!” Derek shouted pushing the doctors out of the way before he started performing chest compressions. He wasn’t going to let you die like this.

The doctors were trying to get Derek off of you but he wasn’t going to give up on you.

JJ and Elle were trying to tell Derek to stop, that you were gone. But he knew you were stronger than this. Everyone watched on in horror just hoping that the machines would show signs of life again.

In the state between life and death you were talking to your grandmother again. She was trying to convince you to go back, even though you really wanted to give up.

“Go back to that gorgeous man.” She said.

“He clearly loves you.” She added.

“No he doesn’t. I’m just his friend.” You said.

“Well that friend is in tears and is trying to revive you right now. The doctors were giving up but he’s not letting you go. He loves you sweetheart. Now go to him.” She said.

After what felt like a lifetime to Derek the machines beeped indicating life. Your eyes fluttered open to see Derek stood over you a smile of relief on his face.

“Hello baby girl. I knew you wouldn’t give up.” He said as he placed a kiss on your forehead.

The doctors checked you over just to make sure everything was ok since you had literally come back from the brink of death.

When they left you alone with the team everyone gave you a hug.

“I am so sorry I sent you home.” Hotch said.

“Don’t be sorry. You were only looking out for me.” You said reassuring him.

“Anderson was meant to stay with you. I am sorry.” He said.

“Hotch I promise it’s not your fault. I’m alive and that’s all that matters.” You said offering him a smile.

After a little while everyone left they promised to check on you in the morning. Derek however wasn’t going anywhere.

“You should go home.” You told him.

“No way baby girl. I’m not going anywhere. I can’t lose you. I’m staying right by your side.” He said.

“Derek.” You said.

“What is it?” He asked.

“Why did you revive me?” You asked.

“Because you’re my friend. My colleague. The team can’t cope without you.” He said.

That wasn’t the answer you wanted to hear.

“I think you should go, I’m going to get some sleep.” You said.

“Baby girl. I already said I wasn’t going anywhere.” He said.

“Well I want you to go.” You said closing your eyes.

Derek who was sat on the bed next to you didn’t move. He wanted to tell you so badly how he felt but he just couldn’t bring himself to say the words.

“Derek go.” You said when he didn’t move.

“No. I saved your life and now you’re pushing me away.” He said.

“Well maybe I wanted to die. Did you ever think of that?” You said your eyes snapping open to glare at him.

“Don’t you dare. Don’t you ever say something like that again.” He said.

“You should have let me die. Because then at least I’d be happy. At least I wouldn’t have to see you flirt with countless women all the time. At least I wouldn’t be pining after someone who doesn’t feel the same way that I do. Someone who would never even look at me like that. You should have let me die.” You snapped finally admitting how you felt about the man.

Derek was shocked to say the least. He couldn’t find the words to say. So he reached down and kissed you. It was the only thing he could think of doing. You pushed him off you.

“What the hell Derek?” You asked.

“I told you not to say things like that. You really don’t see it do you?” He asked.

“See what?” You asked confused.

“I’m in love with you baby girl. It probably took me way too long to realise.” He admitted.

“Don’t be ridiculous you couldn’t love someone like me. I mean think of the woman you were dancing with in Jamaica. And then look at me. I’m nothing like her. I’m not skinny. I’m not beautiful. I’m just fat and unlovable.” You said.

“Don’t you dare put yourself down like that. You are fucking gorgeous. I don’t care if you aren’t skinny. There’s just more of you to love. I don’t care about a woman’s size. I care about what’s in here.” He said as he placed a hand on your chest where your heart is.

“Baby girl. I love you. And the sooner you accept that the sooner I can make you mine.” He said as he placed another gentle kiss on your lips.

This time you didn’t push him away. You didn’t even let him pull away. You placed a hand on the back of his neck allowing him to deepen the kiss.

After a few minutes you finally pulled away and said “I love you too Derek.”

“Good because you’re stuck with me. And you’re coming to my house to stay with me once you’re discharged. And you’ll be staying with me until your medically cleared to go back to work.” He said.

“What am I meant to do? Especially when you’re away on a case.” You asked.

“You can keep Clooney company.” He said.

“I’m guessing you aren’t giving me a choice are you?” You asked.

“Nope. I’m not letting you go home until after you’re cleared. And even then I might decide to keep you.” He teased.

“I might be ok with that.” You said laughing.

“Now kiss me again.” You said.

“With pleasure.” Derek said before leaning in again.

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Everything Will Be Ok

Requested by anon

Pairing: Stiles Stilinski

Prompt: “Get off of me!”

Summary: you find out that one of your best friends is a werewolf. Your other best friend promises you everything will be ok.

Word count: 473

You ran as fast as you could out of the McCall house. You got into your car and drove. You didn’t know where you were going but you needed to think about what you had just found out.

One of your best friends was a werewolf. How the hell were you meant to take in that information.

You ended up just driving home. Your parents were currently out of town so they wouldn’t ask questions about why you were so upset and stressing out.

You hadn’t even been home for five minutes when there was a knock on the door.

You groaned but opened it to see your other best friend Stiles stood there.

“Not now Stiles I’m really not in the mood.” You said.

“Please let me just talk to you.” He begged.

You nodded and let Stiles in.

“Your parents not here?” He asked.

“No they’re out of town for a couple of weeks.” You said.

“Look I know it’s a lot to take in. But I’m here for you.” Stiles said grabbing your hand in his.

“No Stiles get off of me!” You shouted pushing him away.

“I’m sorry. But look it doesn’t change anything.” Stiles said.

“No Stiles it changes everything our best friend is a freaking werewolf.” You snapped.

“It doesn’t change who Scott is though. Not really. He’s still a good person. He just has super strength, heightened senses and he can shift into a werewolf. But other than that Scott is still the same person that he’s always been.” Stiles explained.

“It’s just a lot to take in.” You said calmly this time.

“I know. But I’ve been helping him since he was bitten. And honestly it’s something you get used to. It might take a while for it to sink in but I promise you that you’ll get used to it.” Stiles said.

“And you’re not one are you?” You asked.

“No no. But I know everything there is to know about it. If you need me to explain more I can.” Stiles said.

“Thank you. I shouldn’t have ran out on you both like that I just didn’t know what else to do.” You said.

“It’s ok, Scott understands. Allison was the same when she found out. Especially with her family being hunters.” Stiles said.

“Bloody hell. What else is there I need to know?” You asked.

“A lot. But I can explain it to you. When you’re ready of course.” Stiles said.

“Thank you Stiles.” You said.

“Can I hug you now?” Stiles asked.

You nodded, letting Stiles wrap his arms around you.

“I promise everything will be ok.” Stiles said holding you close.

It would take you a while to get used to everything you knew that, but you believed Stiles. Especially since he’s dealt with it for over a year already.

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