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the worst part of thunderbolts was valentina dying bob’s hair blonde for five seconds. i was distraught !!

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oh god bucky’s hair in the end credits scene of thunderbolts had me on my knees in the theater oh lord

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my legs are open and ready

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i need frank castle and joel miller at the same time

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i am once again in my frank castle/matt murdock phase and i’d love to write them but i fear i wouldn’t do them justice

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i’m going to write something that is so self indulgent that literally no one will read it

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nothing scarier than being a fan of a fic and then becoming mutuals with the author. like hi shakespeare. big fan of your fake dating au

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so i write one good thing and now ill like never have any idea ever again rip

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reblogging bc i fear i'll never be able to top this

loml - s. rogers

steve rogers x reader

summary: you thought he loved you, but it was so easy for him to leave you

warnings: angst !!! fluff if you squint maybe. no use of y/n

word count: 2.1k

a/n: my first song fic oooo & my first fic since 2021 be proud of me <3

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you said i’m the love of your life

about a million times

“what?”

“i- i’m not coming back.”

the busy atmosphere of the coffee shop suddenly dissipated. it was as if someone turned on noise cancelling headphones. you had to set down your cup in fear of gripping it too hard. the last thing you needed was a shattered coffee cup.

you take a deep breath. “what do you mean you’re not coming back?”

“the life i shared with you was beautiful. what i did to help the world was honorable. but i can’t help but think of the life i could’ve had.” he spoke, trying to hold your hand.

“you told me i was the love of your life.”

he stayed silent. He had so much time to think this through, yet his entire plan flew out the window. steve couldn’t look you in the eyes, instead he stared just beyond your ear.

-

at dinner, you take my ring off my middle finger

and put it on the one people put wedding rings on

and that's the closest i’ve come to my heart exploding

you and steve sat at the table with his friends. they were great, really. you’d been in some relationships where your boyfriends friends straight up hated you and made it known. but with steve’s friends it was different.

it also helped that you had a mutual friend, sam. sam was your best friend, he had been since you both moved to dc around the same time. the two of you were more like family, actually, so when sam introduced you and steve you knew you could trust him.

well, he was captain america though so of course you could trust him. the three of you spent a lot of time together before you and steve decided to start dating. when steve and sam wanted to invite you to meet natasha and bucky you were excitedly nervous, but steve had told you all about them before hand to ease your nerves.

natasha asked you questions about your life and sam genuinely seemed interested in what you had to say. you were in the middle of a conversation with bucky when you felt steve fidgeting with your rings. he took your ring off your middle finger and slipped it onto your ring finger and left it there. 

you looked up at him and smiled. you’d never felt your heart beat so fast, like it was about to explode. the thought of being with him forever was everything you’ve ever wanted.

bucky looked away from you for a moment, focusing on steve’s hands switching the ring. he moved his gaze to his best friend, silently asking if he was serious. steve just smiled and laughed, ignoring him.

-

you talked me under the table

talking rings and talking cradles

i wish i could un-recall

how we almost had it all

“so what’s next?” you asked, sitting up against the headboard in your shared bed.

steve walked out of the bathroom after brushing his teeth. he sighed, pulling on a shirt. he had just gotten home from talking with natasha about the sokovian accords.

“we’re on different sides.” he spoke bluntly.

it was clear he didn’t want to speak about the subject any further, so you didn’t push. instead you hum in response and set your book to the side.

you helped him as he slid under the covers next to you. he took your hand and laced his fingers in between yours, holding you close.

“sometimes i think about leaving. taking you with me somewhere no one can find us.” steve closed his eyes, squeezing your hand tightly. “we could settle down. get married and have kids. be something other than captain america.”

you wanted this. god you wished this could happen, but you knew deep down he would never leave captain america behind. you just wished he’d see that he could be both here.

“we’d have three kids, two daughters and a son.” you smiled just thinking of what could be. “we’d name one after your mom and our son’s middle name would be james.”

steve chuckled as he wrapped his other arm around you. “we could get a dog and name him something basic like spot or teddy.”

“sounds perfect.” you laid your head on his shoulder for comfort. “i would support you no matter what. i’d go anywhere with you.”

he kissed the top of your head. “i’ll never leave you.”

you both stayed like this for a while. perfectly content laying in each other's arms. with the state of the avengers crumbling you knew you’d have less and less of these moments so you had to take advantage of every last one.

i’m combing through the braids of lies

“i’ll never leave”

“nevermind”

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and who’s gonna hold you like me?

who’s gonna know you?

“tell me again.” you demanded, your voice terrifyingly calm.

“after the funeral, i’m going back to put the stones in their correct timelines. but i’m going back to peggy. i’m sorry.” steve leaned back in his chair, he could feel a migraine coming on.

you blinked. there’s no fucking way that who’s was actually happening, you thought. after years spent being together how could he just leave you? like you meant absolutely nothing to him.

“when did you decide to do this?” you questioned.

“when we went back to 2012. i realized it would work.” he started to explain.

you instinctively run a hand through your hair. it was a coping mechanism. you mindlessly braid and tangle your hair as you get lost in your thoughts.

steve kept talking but you couldn’t hear him. your mind was too full. your senses went into overdrive. all you could focus on was the sound of the espresso machine whirring in the background. the clinking of the cups. the chattering of other coffee shop patrons. the brightness of the sun shining into the building. 

how could the sun be shining right now? you wished it was raining to reflect on how you were feeling. you were having the worst conversation of your life and all you could think about was how happy it looked outside.

you snapped back into the conversation when you heard him say something about how your relationship had stalled during the blip.

you interrupted him. “absolutely not. you pushed me away but i still stayed. i told you i would stay by your side no matter what and i did. do not blame this on me.”

“i’m sorry i have to go.” steve repeated.

you watched as the man stood up from the table and left you there to your thoughts. it felt like everyone was staring at you, like they heard your conversation. but the reality was, no one paid any mind to you, instead they were all catching up with their loved ones as yours left you in the coffee shop.

-

but you’re in self-sabotage mode

throwing spikes down on the road 

the funeral was beautiful but unsettling. normally you’d be standing next to steve but instead opted to stand with peter parker and his aunt. you hadn’t seen him since he left you and you hadn’t told anyone what happened. you felt like at any moment you might breakdown.

thankfully you were at a funeral and could blame your emotions on tony, although that seems disrespectful. after the service, you briskly walked to your car, trying to avoid any confrontation. obviously, knowing your friends, sam had cornered you before you could even get past the house.

“what’s gotten into you? why’d you stand with parker?” your best friend asked, crossing his arms in front of his chest.

“sam, i need to go. i’ll talk to you later.” you whispered, trying to push past him.

there’s no way you thought that would work, but still you tried. 

“what happened?” he lowered his voice.

you knew you were going to have to tell him at some point, or you were sure steve would’ve told him his plan.

“he didn’t tell you? you’re his best friend and he didn’t tell you he was leaving all of us to go back to her?” 

sam looked at you, shocked. no, steve didn’t tell him. you glanced over your shoulder at steve talking to bucky, the former had a stern expression on his face.

“looks like he’s telling bucky right now.” you said, shrugging your shoulders.

sam wrapped his arms around you tightly. he whispered his thoughts to you as you tried not to cry. 

“it’s all my fault. i introduced you to him, he never would’ve hurt you.” he apologized, but you stopped him.

you broke away from the hug and looked him in the eyes. “no, you don’t get to blame yourself. no one could’ve seen this coming. you’re my best friend, and that will never change.”

he let out a sigh of relief. you notice his eyes flicker from you to the two men far behind you. you turn to look behind you to see steve gesturing for sam to follow him.

“go, it’s fine. i’m going home.” you said, smoothing your outfit down.

“come with me. i know you don’t want to talk to him, so you don’t have to. just come with to let me say goodbye and then we can stay in and order take out, ok?” sam asked, well pleaded.

sam held out his hand for you to take. you hesitantly took it, the two of you walking toward bucky and steve. you stopped walking when you neared the group.

“i’m gonna wait here, ok? just let me know when you’re done.” you smiled weakly, taking a seat on a bench facing the water.

you tried to ignore what was happening behind you, but it was difficult. you wondered what was going on inside his head right now. was he thinking about the way he was going to find her? his future life with her?

“how long is this gonna take?” you heard sam ask bruce.

“for him, as long as he needs. for us, about five seconds.” bruce responded.

you held your breath. this was actually happening. he was leaving. some small part of you agreed to staying because you thought he wouldn’t do it. there’s no way. 

“going quantum. in three, two, one.” you heard banner countdown.

and just like that, he was gone.

-

oh, what a valiant roar

what a bland goodbye

you closed your eyes and pulled your knees to your chest. you knew if you opened your eyes you’d start to cry. but you refuse to cry over someone who left you to start over with someone else.

you sniffled softly, listening to the sound of the lake. you loved the way the water smelled. the wind blowing swiftly through your hair. 

“it’s beautiful out here isn’t it.” you heard a voice say.

you opened your eyes suddenly and looked around, spotting someone who wasn’t there before.

“steve?” you questioned.

this wasn’t the same man you once loved. this was a man who’d lived a full life. he was older, his hair white, his eyes content.

“what are you doing here? i thought you left.”

he turned his body towards you. “i did. i lived a long life with peggy. i wanted to grow old with someone, and i have.”

you teared up again. it’s obvious he looked happy and you were torn on how to feel once more. 

“i’m sorry i couldn't love you enough.” he mumbled, running a hand over his face.

you stood up from the bench and turned your back to him. “i loved you. i cherished you. i risked my life time and time again just for you. you knew more about me than my best friend and i regret that. i wanted to get married and have children with you so i waited until you were ready. well now i know you were ready, you just didn’t want it all with me. i’m sorry steve, but i dont think i could ever forgive you.”

“i’m sorry.” he whispered, reaching for your hand.

you turned around to take one last look at him. you memorized every new detail about him. this was the closure you needed to try to forget him. 

finally, you walked away. you left sam with bucky, letting him say his final goodbyes to steve. your dress swayed in the wind as you briskly walk to sam’s car. you felt awful ignoring the calls from your friends but you knew you needed to be alone for just a minute to reflect.

you got into his car, shut the door, and finally let the tears flow.

and i’ll still see it until i die

you’re the loss of my life

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loml - s. rogers

steve rogers x reader

summary: you thought he loved you, but it was so easy for him to leave you

warnings: angst !!! fluff if you squint maybe. no use of y/n

word count: 2.1k

a/n: my first song fic oooo & my first fic since 2021 be proud of me <3

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you said i’m the love of your life

about a million times

“what?”

“i- i’m not coming back.”

the busy atmosphere of the coffee shop suddenly dissipated. it was as if someone turned on noise cancelling headphones. you had to set down your cup in fear of gripping it too hard. the last thing you needed was a shattered coffee cup.

you take a deep breath. “what do you mean you’re not coming back?”

“the life i shared with you was beautiful. what i did to help the world was honorable. but i can’t help but think of the life i could’ve had.” he spoke, trying to hold your hand.

“you told me i was the love of your life.”

he stayed silent. He had so much time to think this through, yet his entire plan flew out the window. steve couldn’t look you in the eyes, instead he stared just beyond your ear.

-

at dinner, you take my ring off my middle finger

and put it on the one people put wedding rings on

and that's the closest i’ve come to my heart exploding

you and steve sat at the table with his friends. they were great, really. you’d been in some relationships where your boyfriends friends straight up hated you and made it known. but with steve’s friends it was different.

it also helped that you had a mutual friend, sam. sam was your best friend, he had been since you both moved to dc around the same time. the two of you were more like family, actually, so when sam introduced you and steve you knew you could trust him.

well, he was captain america though so of course you could trust him. the three of you spent a lot of time together before you and steve decided to start dating. when steve and sam wanted to invite you to meet natasha and bucky you were excitedly nervous, but steve had told you all about them before hand to ease your nerves.

natasha asked you questions about your life and sam genuinely seemed interested in what you had to say. you were in the middle of a conversation with bucky when you felt steve fidgeting with your rings. he took your ring off your middle finger and slipped it onto your ring finger and left it there. 

you looked up at him and smiled. you’d never felt your heart beat so fast, like it was about to explode. the thought of being with him forever was everything you’ve ever wanted.

bucky looked away from you for a moment, focusing on steve’s hands switching the ring. he moved his gaze to his best friend, silently asking if he was serious. steve just smiled and laughed, ignoring him.

-

you talked me under the table

talking rings and talking cradles

i wish i could un-recall

how we almost had it all

“so what’s next?” you asked, sitting up against the headboard in your shared bed.

steve walked out of the bathroom after brushing his teeth. he sighed, pulling on a shirt. he had just gotten home from talking with natasha about the sokovian accords.

“we’re on different sides.” he spoke bluntly.

it was clear he didn’t want to speak about the subject any further, so you didn’t push. instead you hum in response and set your book to the side.

you helped him as he slid under the covers next to you. he took your hand and laced his fingers in between yours, holding you close.

“sometimes i think about leaving. taking you with me somewhere no one can find us.” steve closed his eyes, squeezing your hand tightly. “we could settle down. get married and have kids. be something other than captain america.”

you wanted this. god you wished this could happen, but you knew deep down he would never leave captain america behind. you just wished he’d see that he could be both here.

“we’d have three kids, two daughters and a son.” you smiled just thinking of what could be. “we’d name one after your mom and our son’s middle name would be james.”

steve chuckled as he wrapped his other arm around you. “we could get a dog and name him something basic like spot or teddy.”

“sounds perfect.” you laid your head on his shoulder for comfort. “i would support you no matter what. i’d go anywhere with you.”

he kissed the top of your head. “i’ll never leave you.”

you both stayed like this for a while. perfectly content laying in each other's arms. with the state of the avengers crumbling you knew you’d have less and less of these moments so you had to take advantage of every last one.

i’m combing through the braids of lies

“i’ll never leave”

“nevermind”

-

and who’s gonna hold you like me?

who’s gonna know you?

“tell me again.” you demanded, your voice terrifyingly calm.

“after the funeral, i’m going back to put the stones in their correct timelines. but i’m going back to peggy. i’m sorry.” steve leaned back in his chair, he could feel a migraine coming on.

you blinked. there’s no fucking way that who’s was actually happening, you thought. after years spent being together how could he just leave you? like you meant absolutely nothing to him.

“when did you decide to do this?” you questioned.

“when we went back to 2012. i realized it would work.” he started to explain.

you instinctively run a hand through your hair. it was a coping mechanism. you mindlessly braid and tangle your hair as you get lost in your thoughts.

steve kept talking but you couldn’t hear him. your mind was too full. your senses went into overdrive. all you could focus on was the sound of the espresso machine whirring in the background. the clinking of the cups. the chattering of other coffee shop patrons. the brightness of the sun shining into the building. 

how could the sun be shining right now? you wished it was raining to reflect on how you were feeling. you were having the worst conversation of your life and all you could think about was how happy it looked outside.

you snapped back into the conversation when you heard him say something about how your relationship had stalled during the blip.

you interrupted him. “absolutely not. you pushed me away but i still stayed. i told you i would stay by your side no matter what and i did. do not blame this on me.”

“i’m sorry i have to go.” steve repeated.

you watched as the man stood up from the table and left you there to your thoughts. it felt like everyone was staring at you, like they heard your conversation. but the reality was, no one paid any mind to you, instead they were all catching up with their loved ones as yours left you in the coffee shop.

-

but you’re in self-sabotage mode

throwing spikes down on the road 

the funeral was beautiful but unsettling. normally you’d be standing next to steve but instead opted to stand with peter parker and his aunt. you hadn’t seen him since he left you and you hadn’t told anyone what happened. you felt like at any moment you might breakdown.

thankfully you were at a funeral and could blame your emotions on tony, although that seems disrespectful. after the service, you briskly walked to your car, trying to avoid any confrontation. obviously, knowing your friends, sam had cornered you before you could even get past the house.

“what’s gotten into you? why’d you stand with parker?” your best friend asked, crossing his arms in front of his chest.

“sam, i need to go. i’ll talk to you later.” you whispered, trying to push past him.

there’s no way you thought that would work, but still you tried. 

“what happened?” he lowered his voice.

you knew you were going to have to tell him at some point, or you were sure steve would’ve told him his plan.

“he didn’t tell you? you’re his best friend and he didn’t tell you he was leaving all of us to go back to her?” 

sam looked at you, shocked. no, steve didn’t tell him. you glanced over your shoulder at steve talking to bucky, the former had a stern expression on his face.

“looks like he’s telling bucky right now.” you said, shrugging your shoulders.

sam wrapped his arms around you tightly. he whispered his thoughts to you as you tried not to cry. 

“it’s all my fault. i introduced you to him, he never would’ve hurt you.” he apologized, but you stopped him.

you broke away from the hug and looked him in the eyes. “no, you don’t get to blame yourself. no one could’ve seen this coming. you’re my best friend, and that will never change.”

he let out a sigh of relief. you notice his eyes flicker from you to the two men far behind you. you turn to look behind you to see steve gesturing for sam to follow him.

“go, it’s fine. i’m going home.” you said, smoothing your outfit down.

“come with me. i know you don’t want to talk to him, so you don’t have to. just come with to let me say goodbye and then we can stay in and order take out, ok?” sam asked, well pleaded.

sam held out his hand for you to take. you hesitantly took it, the two of you walking toward bucky and steve. you stopped walking when you neared the group.

“i’m gonna wait here, ok? just let me know when you’re done.” you smiled weakly, taking a seat on a bench facing the water.

you tried to ignore what was happening behind you, but it was difficult. you wondered what was going on inside his head right now. was he thinking about the way he was going to find her? his future life with her?

“how long is this gonna take?” you heard sam ask bruce.

“for him, as long as he needs. for us, about five seconds.” bruce responded.

you held your breath. this was actually happening. he was leaving. some small part of you agreed to staying because you thought he wouldn’t do it. there’s no way. 

“going quantum. in three, two, one.” you heard banner countdown.

and just like that, he was gone.

-

oh, what a valiant roar

what a bland goodbye

you closed your eyes and pulled your knees to your chest. you knew if you opened your eyes you’d start to cry. but you refuse to cry over someone who left you to start over with someone else.

you sniffled softly, listening to the sound of the lake. you loved the way the water smelled. the wind blowing swiftly through your hair. 

“it’s beautiful out here isn’t it.” you heard a voice say.

you opened your eyes suddenly and looked around, spotting someone who wasn’t there before.

“steve?” you questioned.

this wasn’t the same man you once loved. this was a man who’d lived a full life. he was older, his hair white, his eyes content.

“what are you doing here? i thought you left.”

he turned his body towards you. “i did. i lived a long life with peggy. i wanted to grow old with someone, and i have.”

you teared up again. it’s obvious he looked happy and you were torn on how to feel once more. 

“i’m sorry i couldn't love you enough.” he mumbled, running a hand over his face.

you stood up from the bench and turned your back to him. “i loved you. i cherished you. i risked my life time and time again just for you. you knew more about me than my best friend and i regret that. i wanted to get married and have children with you so i waited until you were ready. well now i know you were ready, you just didn’t want it all with me. i’m sorry steve, but i dont think i could ever forgive you.”

“i’m sorry.” he whispered, reaching for your hand.

you turned around to take one last look at him. you memorized every new detail about him. this was the closure you needed to try to forget him. 

finally, you walked away. you left sam with bucky, letting him say his final goodbyes to steve. your dress swayed in the wind as you briskly walk to sam’s car. you felt awful ignoring the calls from your friends but you knew you needed to be alone for just a minute to reflect.

you got into his car, shut the door, and finally let the tears flow.

and i’ll still see it until i die

you’re the loss of my life

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guys i finished a fic for the first time in like 2 years what the fuck ??? anyway it’s a steve rogers angst. i’m actually gonna post it this time i swear

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how early is too early to post a christmas themed fic ??? (for my love aaron hotchner)

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currently writing an aaron hotchner fic maybe i’ll post maybe ill cry who knows

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reblogging to remind myself i write !!!

night out - s.r

spencer reid x bau!reader

summary: reader and team goes out for drinks after a long case. spencer gets jealous and takes you home

warnings: smut, unprotected sex, oral (fem receiving), kidnapping (only a sentence), no mention of y/n

word count: 1.8k

a/n: if you know me, no you don’t. also this is only like mildly edited

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you had just finished up a three day case in orlando, florida. everyone walked into the building together and disbursed into their separate offices or desks. you walked to your desk and put your go bag on the floor before sitting in your chair. you sat back and took a minute to breathe and reflect on the case. a man kidnapped and killed four women and left them posed at playgrounds around the city. it was awful and you really needed a night out after this one.

morgan walked over to you and put a hand on your shoulder. “hey, who wants to go out and get some drinks.”

“yeah, definitely.” emily said immediately.

“i’m down, just let me go home and change first.” you said.

with a little convincing, the rest of the team agreed to go out. they settled on going to morgan’s favorite club in an hour and a half. that way you all have time to go home and get ready.

you drive home and took a quick shower. you dried your hair and put on a purple dress that reached mid thigh. you quickly curled your hair and added some natural make up. finally, you texted spencer that you were ready.

you and spencer weren’t together, however, you had more of an unofficial thing going on. you acted like a couple all the time and the team was definitely betting on when you would get together.

a few minutes later, spencer knocked on you front door. you opened it and was met with spencer’s warm brown eyes. spencer gave you a quick smile and pulled you into a deep kiss. you smiled into the kiss and wrapped your arms around his neck.

“let’s go. they’re waiting for us.” you said as you walked out of your apartment, locking up quickly.

spencer took your hand in his and you made you way to the car. about halfway through the drive, spencer placed his hand on your exposed thigh. your breath hitched and you could tell it didn’t go unnoticed by him. spencer inched his way up your thigh, his fingers going painstakingly slow. you tried not to show your emotions and it was working until spencer reaches your covered center. he rubbed your core agonizingly slow.

you gasped as you felt him slip a finger into you. you looked over a spencer and he had a smile on his lips, he suddenly started pumping his finger in and out of your core. you tried to holding your moans in but they slipped out. spencer slid his finger out of you and you whined at the loss of contact.

“hey baby, calm down. we’re here.” spencer said to you, putting his finger in his mouth as he rid the digit of your juices.

you open the car door and got out. you walked into the club in front of spencer and made a beeline towards the girls. penelope smiled at you and pushed a martini your way.

“i really needed this.” you said to your friends. you all were a couple drinks in now.

“me too.” jj said, taking a sip of her drink.

you and emily has had the most drinks and everyone noticed.

“let’s go dance!” emily exclaimed, dragging you on the dance floor.

you could vaguely hear penelope say that she would watch your drink. you started dancing to whatever song was currently playing with emily.

soon it was you, emily, and derek dancing on the edge of the dance floor. this gave spencer a clear view of you. suddenly the music changed to something more sensual. spencer watched as derek took you by the hand and pulled you into him. the two of you grinding into each other.

spencers gaze was locked onto you and derek in a death stare. if looks could kill, morgan would be six feet under. hotch noticed spencer staring at you and questioned him about it.

“watch it reid, morgan’s gonna burst into flames.”

spencer snapped out of it and tuned to his boss with an embarrassed look on his face. “w-what are you talking about?”

“i can tell you like her based on how you’re staring.” hotch said to spencer, drinking his beer.

“go get her reid before she goes home with morgan.” rossi said, pointing over at the two dancing fbi agents.

spencer took a deep breath and made his way over to you. he tapped on your shoulder and you stopped dancing with derek and turned your attention to spencer.

“mind if i cut in?” he asked confidently.

you stepped closer to spencer and put your arms around his neck. “yeah, go ahead.” you tell him.

spencer leaned into close to your ear, his warm breath making you feel shivers down your spine. “i think it’s time to go.” he whispered into your ear.

you closed your eyes for a second and nodded subtly. spencer took your hand and led you out of the club, the man quickly waving goodbye to your shared friends. you made it to his car and you both got in. the ride to his apartment was silent, you waited anxiously as you watched him drive. your gaze fell slightly to his hands and you let your mind wander. you could only imagine what’s his hands could do to you. you wanted them, no needed, them everywhere. you snapped out of it when you arrived at spencer’s.

as soon as you walked into the apartment, spencer shut the door and pushed you against it. he pressed his lips to yours hungrily as he pinned your wrists to the door. you kissed back, deepening the kiss. you wriggled your wrists, struggling against spencer.

he finally let go of your wrists and you immediately reached up to run your fingers through his hair. spencer ran his hands along the small of your back all the way down until he reached your ass. he squeezed lightly, but enough for you to gasp. spencer took the opportunity to slip his tongue into your mouth. your tongues fought for dominance until he finally won. the man tapped the backs of your thighs as a way of telling you to jump. you did as he wanted and you wrapped your legs around his waist.

pulling away from the kiss, you leaned your head on spencer’s as he carried you into his bedroom. he set you down on the bed and you both kicked off your shoes. you reconnected your lips with spencer’s. your arms made their way around his neck as his moved up and down your back. they reached the top of your dress and spencer unzipped and took it off, throwing it on the floor. you hastily undid the buttons on spencer’s maroon colored shirt and you pulled it off of him.

he pushed you back onto the bed and brought your lips to his once more. he bit your bottom lip slightly and you gasped, moaning as you felt his tongue dominate yours. spencer’s hands started kneading your breasts over your bra. you ran your hands down his chest, stopping when you get to his pants. you wanted him more than you ever had.

you started to undo his belt when you felt his lips leave yours and start to leave a trail of kisses down your neck. your movements faltered as the man roughly bit down in your neck, sucking intensely. you moaned, your head falling back. you knew he would leave a mark you’d have to hide later.

you brought your focus back onto spencer and finished unbuckling his belt. he undid his pants and let them fall the the ground, stepping out of them. this left both of you in only your underwear. you broke apart for air and looked at him. spencer trailed his hands upwards, leaving your waist. his touch was everything you’ve ever wanted. his hands found their way to your back, touching your bra.

spencer’s eyes flicked down to your breasts. “can i?” he asked.

you nodded and spencer skillfully took off your bra. he looked down at your breasts and he took them into his hands. he ran his fingers over your left nipple, squeezing it gently. you gasp as you felt his mouth latch onto you other breast. the way his tongue swirled around your nipple was something you hadn’t experienced in a long time.

of course you had had sex before but it was different with spencer. he did things other men wouldn’t and you loved that about him. he made you feel better than anyone ever had before.

spencer moved on from your breasts and kissed his way down your stomach, stopping just before your clit. he hooked his fingers onto your lacy panties and pulled them down in one swift move. he kissed down your thighs and you whined, wanting him to stop teasing you.

after what felt like an eternity, spencer’s mouth found its way to your clit. his tongue ran the length of your slit, you moaned loudly, and shivered from the warmth of his breath.

“be quiet princess, you don’t want the neighbors to hear you.” spencer said, his hot breath tickling your clit.

you nodded and tried to hide your moan when spencer’s tongue moved between your folds. spencer groaned against your core, the vibrations making you moan. his tongue darted in and out of you. you gripped the sheets as your walls tighten. spencer quickened his pace until he felt you reach your orgasm.

spencer stood up and look at you on his bed. your hair stuck to your forehead and breath jagged. he thought you were beautiful.

you felt like you were on cloud nine. you wanted more of spencer reid. he made you feel like you were the only woman on earth.

spencer took off his boxers. he moved so that he was on top of you. he brought his lips to yours in a sloppy kiss and you ran your fingers through his hair.

“are you ready?” he whispered into your ear.

“yes.” you breathed out, ready for him to fuck you.

spencer placed himself at your entrance. he slid into you, filling you body with pain and pleasure.

“fuck spencer.” you moaned, reaching up to pull his hair.

spencer quickened his pace, thrusting in and out of you. your hands moved from his hair to his back. your hips bucked up against him. his thrusts became frenzied.

“spence, baby, i’m gonna cum.” you gasped, your nails scraping his back.

“let go for me. good girl.”

spencer could feel your walls clench around him. you felt pure ecstasy. he thrusted into you a few more times before he came into you. he moved from inside you and laid next to you. he peppered your face with small kisses. you buried your face into his neck, cuddling in close.

[sugarbutterbailey]

i fear i’m in need of gut wrenching spencer or hotch angst rn