#jordie-gvf

[jordie-gvf]

facts about the writer 💟

i turn 19 in may. taurus nation

i am obsessed with astrology. i am one of those girls who believes in astrology

im also a crystal girl

i actually wanted to go to college for demonology but no schools in sc offered it

my birthday is may 2

i was a josh girl first, then a jake girl, then a sammy girl, now im a danny girl

i had two weenie dogs that were my heart and soul but they both passed away last year.

i never saw myself writing fanfiction

i am currently in school for medical assisting

my go to coffee is an iced caramel macchiato with extra caramel from dunkin

if i had to live off one food for the rest of my life it would be mac and cheese

i LOVE the rain

my favorite activity is cooking or baking

my nephew is my best friend

i want to live in oregon when im older

i actually live in greenville! im 10 minutes away from the venue they are performing at, but im not going (tears)

if i had to pick one dog breed to have it would a pitbull

i love cats but i am allergic to them!

my favorite game is flight rising and minion rush

i love playing games with my family

i love board games and puzzles

my cooking specialty is soup and bread

my favorite ice cream flavor is moose tracks

i love bath and body works

i have a learners permit still because my parents didnt want me driving until i was 18

i want four kids

i match best with capricorns (danny hit me up)

i have no other taurus friends

okay i think thats it im not very interesting

[saaoko]

thank you for all your support!

xoxo, jordie 💟

🤍🤍🤍

[sinners-go-to-drink-the-wine]

did he just say, lol?

indeed, he did

[foxy-eva]

Sub!Spencer Headcanons

Content Warnings: (18+, minors DNI) Sub!Spencer, Dom!Reader, mentions nicknames, praise kink, punishment, begging, edging/orgasm control, mild degradation

You noticed early on how much effect it had on Spencer when you'd take over control and playfully call him good boy in the bedroom. When he finally opens up about his desires, you make sure that he feels safe enough to tell you about everything he yearns for.

He wants nothing more than to be able to stop thinking and just be there to please you. More than once has he fallen down to his knees to practically beg you to let him forget everything but you.

He is very good at listening and following your demands. You reward him with endless praise, telling him how amazing he does and how pretty he looks with his widened eyes and his cheeks all rosy.

He loves when you take control over his pleasure, edging him for what feels like hours until he begs you to allow him to finish. In those moment when he seems so pitiful and pathetic and all his moans have turned into whimpers and sobs, you truly know how much Spencer trusts you to always take care of him.

He loves to be good for you, to do everything you ask him to. The only thing his struggles with is patience, he's always a little bit too eager (or desperate). But he knows that you'd only ever punish him in ways that are very pleasurable for the both of you.

When you have him at the point where any coherent thought has long left his brain, you like to tease him about it. It amazes you how it only takes a few moments to turn him from a boy wonder to your personal good boy.

After making him fall apart all night you love nothing more but to carefully put him back together again. You like to hold him inside your arms, his head on your chest, while you whisper sweet nothings into his soft curls. In those moments he craves your touch more than anything else in the world.

Even when he's all spent and exhausted his will to please doesn't stop, so he doesn't question it when you tell him to have a glass of water and some snacks or to get into the shower with you.

He can also be stubborn at times, insisting that it's his job to provide aftercare, too. So more often than not you end up taking care of one another, making each other feel loved and safe.

Thank you for reading! If you are you looking for more Sub!Spencer content check out my stories Debut, Lipstick Stains and Teaching & Teasing

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[barelytolerabled]

Silent Whispers

Spencer Reid x fem!Reader

Summary: After your painful break up with Spencer, you finally return to the BAU.

Warnings: break up, depression(?)

CW: 1.649

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The cold, sterile hallways of the BAU seemed eerily silent as you walked through them, your footsteps echoing faintly against the tiled floor. It had only been a few days since you and Spencer had decided to part ways, but it felt like an eternity. The once warm and comforting atmosphere had lost its touch, leaving behind an empty void that mirrored the ache in your heart.

The memory of the moment you and Spencer decided to part ways played like a painful film reel in your mind. It was a cold and somber evening, the air heavy with unspoken words.

The two of you had sat on the worn-out couch in your shared apartment, the silence between you growing louder with each passing second.

Spencer's usually expressive eyes were guarded, his hands fidgeting nervously in his lap. He had always been a man of logic and reason, but in that moment, his vulnerability was palpable.

"I think it's for the best," he had said, his voice barely above a whisper. "I don't want to hold you back anymore."

You had felt your heart shatter at his words, the ache in your chest becoming almost unbearable. You reached out, your hand trembling as you placed it on top of his, seeking some semblance of connection.

"But I don't want to be without you," you had confessed, tears welling up in your eyes. "We've been through so much together, and I can't imagine my life without you in it."

Spencer had looked at you, his expression torn between love and pain. "I know it hurts, but I believe this is the right decision. You deserve someone who can give you the stability and happiness I can't."

His words had pierced through your heart like a knife, but you knew deep down that he was struggling, trying to protect you from the chaos and danger that had consumed his life.

"I love you, Spencer," you had whispered, your voice filled with both sorrow and longing. "And if this is truly what you want, then I'll let you go."

Tears streamed down your face as you held each other for what felt like an eternity, clinging to the remnants of a love that was slipping away. It was a painful goodbye, filled with unspoken promises and aching hearts.

You tried your best to put on a brave face, to mask the exhaustion that had settled deep within you. The weight of it all pressed heavily on your shoulders, leaving you drained and worn.

As you entered the bullpen, the familiar faces of your colleagues greeted you, but they didn't go unnoticed. Their eyes, sharp and observant, scanned your tired features.

Penelope Garcia, with her vibrant spirit and caring nature, was the first to approach you.

"Hey, hun. You okay?" Penelope's voice was filled with concern, her eyes searching yours for any sign of the pain you were hiding.

You managed a weak smile, trying to dismiss her worry. "Yeah, just a little tired. Rough few nights, you know?"

Penelope wasn't convinced, her gaze lingering on you for a moment longer before she nodded. "If you ever need to talk, you know where to find me, right?"

You nodded, grateful for her understanding, before moving toward your desk. The weight of the breakup seemed to hang in the air, and you couldn't help but feel the team's eyes following you, their worry palpable.

Spencer sat at his desk, his eyes fixated on his paperwork but his mind clearly elsewhere. He had been tormented by the decision to let you go, believing it was for your own good. Yet, as he saw you walk through the bullpen, the exhaustion etched onto your face, doubt seeped into his heart.

His thoughts were interrupted by Emily, who approached him quietly, concern lacing her words. "You're not fooling anyone, Reid. You can't ignore what's happening."

Spencer sighed, his eyes flickering in your direction. "I just thought it would be best for both of us."

Emily's gaze softened, her voice gentle. "Sometimes what's best isn't what's easiest. Have you considered that maybe you were wrong?"

The words struck a chord within Spencer, his heart twisting with guilt. He had been so focused on protecting you, he hadn't stopped to consider the consequences of his decision.

Days turned into weeks, and the relentless fatigue that had settled within you grew harder to conceal. The weight of sleepless nights and emotional turmoil had taken its toll, leaving you drained and barely functioning. The once familiar routine of the BAU felt like an uphill battle, every step requiring an immense effort.

One particular day, as the team gathered for an important briefing in the conference room, you found yourself struggling to keep your eyes open. The familiar faces of your colleagues blurred before you, their voices distant and muffled. The exhaustion had become too much to bear.

Penelope, ever perceptive, noticed your struggle. Her eyes flickered with concern, her worry etched across her face. Sensing your distress, she discreetly placed a hand on your arm, a silent gesture of support.

As the meeting progressed, your eyelids grew heavier, each blink lasting longer than the one before. Your head began to droop, and your attempts to fight off sleep became futile. Your body craved rest, demanding respite from the overwhelming fatigue that clung to you like a heavy fog.

Eventually, it became unbearable. You could no longer ignore the exhaustion that consumed you, threatening to engulf your every thought. In a moment of surrender, you mustered the strength to raise your hand, interrupting the flow of conversation.

"Excuse me," you managed to utter, your voice weary and strained. "I'm... I'm really sorry, but I

need a moment. I just... I need to lay down."

The concern in your colleagues' eyes was palpable as they exchanged worried glances.

Hot tears welled up in your eyes, a mix of frustration and weariness. The team understood the toll this ordeal had taken on you, their empathy shining through in their expressions.

Hotch, always the composed leader, nodded understandingly. "Of course, take the time you need. We'll catch you up later."

You offered a weak smile, grateful for their understanding, before making your way out of the conference room. The walls seemed to close in on you, the fatigue weighing you down with every step. You felt a mix of embarrassment and disappointment in yourself, knowing you had reached your limit.

Seeking solace, you made your way to a nearby empty office, its door ajar as if inviting you in. You closed it behind you, shutting out the noise and the curious gazes of your colleagues. The room was dimly lit, the soft glow from a desk lamp casting a warm, comforting ambiance.

With a heavy sigh, you sank into the plush office chair, allowing the weariness to wash over you. You closed your eyes, your mind finally granting you a temporary reprieve from the chaos that had consumed your days. The silence enveloped you, providing a sanctuary of stillness amidst the storm.

Minutes turned into hours as you surrendered to the much-needed rest. In that quiet solitude, you found a brief respite from the relentless fatigue, a moment to recharge and gather your strength. The weight on your shoulders lightened, even if just for a little while.

Eventually, the sound of a gentle knock on the office door roused you from your slumber. You blinked the sleep from your eyes and found Hotch standing there, his expression softened with understanding.

"Feeling better?" he asked, his voice laced with concern.

You nodded, offering him a grateful smile.

"Thank you, Hotch. I'm sorry for interrupting the meeting."

He shook his head, his tone reassuring. "Don't apologize. Your well-being comes first. We're a team, and we'll always support each other."

It was then that Spencer finally mustered the courage to approach you.

He entered the office softly as Hotch made his way outside of it.

"Hey. Can we talk?"

You glanced up, your weary eyes meeting his. Nodding, he leaned on the desk. The silence hung heavy between you, the unspoken words

filling the void.

"I... I'm sorry," Spencer finally spoke, his voice filled with remorse. "You still have trouble sleeping ?", you nodded silently. "I thought I was doing the right thing, but I see now how much I've hurt you."

You sighed, your shoulders slumping as you looked at him. "It wasn't just your decision, Spencer. We both agreed it was for the best."

"I should have fought for us," he admitted, his gaze filled with regret. "I've realized that sometimes what's best for someone isn't always what they need. I miss you, and seeing how exhausted you've been... I can't ignore it anymore."

Tears welled up in your eyes, the emotions you had been holding back threatening to spill over. "I miss you too, Spencer. I've been trying to move on, but it's been so hard."

He kneeled in front of you, his hand reaching out to gently wipe away a tear that escaped down your cheek. "I want to try again, if you're willing. I want to be there for you, to help you through this like I did before."

Your heart fluttered with hope, a glimmer of light breaking through the darkness. Nodding, you found solace in his presence once more. "I'd like that."

Spencer pulled you into a comforting embrace, the weight of the past lifting slightly. In that moment, you both knew that healing would take time, but you were determined to face it together.

As the days went on, the team watched with relief as the exhaustion gradually faded from your eyes. They saw the spark returning, the silent whispers of love and healing mending the broken pieces of your heart. And in the midst of it all, Spencer found redemption in your embrace, vowing to never let you go again.

[wildbluesorbit]

London Series || JTK

18+mdni

Paring: Jakexreader(f)

Summary || Jake has a lover that lives in London. He visits her every time he’s in town, but recently the simmering situationship has taken a toxic turn.

Word Count || 60k

A/N: Will they? Won’t they? Prepare for whiplash:) Give a listen to the song that inspired the story. All the love in the world to @tommie-gvf for editing this piece and putting up with all my weird questions. I ask for your patience as I’m a beginner and this is my first fic. I am very open to criticism so pretty please don’t hesitate to tell me what you think! That said, I have no words to express just how much all the love and attention y’all have already given London means to me xxx

MASTERLIST

London

London II: Refined • London II: Uncensored

Wounded: A Continuation of London

Wounded II

Wounded IIS

Wounded III

EXTRAS

London: Holiday Prelude

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[readyforthegarden]

When the Nightingale Sings - Teaser

Coming Fall 2024...

Pairing: Danny Wagner x F!Reader

Synopsis: Medieval AU! In a world where noble alliances dictate futures, you have been betrothed to Prince Emers, a man you barely know and certainly don't love. As you travel towards the royal palace for your impending wedding, your journey is upended, causing you to run straight into a kind, lonesome hunter. With no choice but to trust him, you embark on a journey together towards the nearest village, navigating through the forest and it's perils. As the solace you find in his companionship builds will you choose to honor your duty, or will you abandon everything you've ever know to follow your heart?

Warnings: this fic will contain mentions of death, blood, brief depictions of murder, smut, angst, fluff.

A/N: I’d like to thank @joshsindigostreak for always believing in my AUs and helping me workshop them to find the plot, and a big huge thank you to @earthlysorrows for helping me write through all my brain funks and beta-reading/editing. I truly don’t know what I would do without you!! 💖

“Does the prince not charm you?” Danny asked, the firelight dancing across his tanned skin. You bristled slightly, your memory pouring through the letters you had exchanged with the monarch. 

“He,” you paused, finding the right words. “He is not as verbose when it comes to the written word as I would like.” Danny smirked, knowing the rumors the prince was a dud were proving themselves true. 

“What would you want him to write?” Taking a sip of your ale, you almost snorted into the pint glass. 

“Anything other than the acres of land I lived on or how the castle in Farrynden is one of the best in the world.” you made a face, rolling your eyes. “I once wrote him a letter, telling him that thinking of our upcoming nuptials had my bosoms heaving.” 

“And what was his response?” Danny asked softly.

“His response was to ask if my father had any cattle.” Danny’s smirk fell, his eyes darting over you. His iris's darkened, his tongue licking his lips before he spoke again.

“If you had written me a letter about your heaving bosoms I would write you one back telling you all the ways I would touch them, tease them.” your cheeks reddened as your breath caught in your throat, watching as Danny leaned closer to you, the tip of his nose nearly bumping yours. Feeling a ghost of his breath upon your lips, your eyes fluttered shut, heart pounding calling to him to move just a few more inches so his lips would touch yours.

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[vanfleeter]

Come and Eat // JTK

Author's Note: Quick Jake smut blurb inspired by the Amsterdam incident 👀

Characters: Jake x Fem!reader

Warnings: 18+, minors avoid. Smut. Fingering. Oral sex (fem receiving).

Today has been a lazy Saturday. Lounging around the house, watching movies and cuddling. He has one hand dug in your hair as he gently massages your scalp while the other one rests softly on your stomach. He applies a little pressure, pushing you closer against his body. His body heat seeps through the fabric of your t-shirt. He nuzzles his face into your hair and brushes his nose against the back of your ear. Your focus waivers on the current movie playing on the television screen. Part of your brain wants to keep watching to find out what Georgia is going to say to Ben. Will she break up with him? Or give him a second chance? But the other part of you is being pulled away from the movie as Jake slowly takes his chances and slides his hand beneath the waistband of your sweatpants.

“Jacob..” You warn. You can feel his lips curl against your ear as he smiles.

“Mmhmm?”

“You promised to make it through one movie..”

“Baby…” He whines, pressing his lips to your ear. “Please?” He slides his hand between your thighs and cups your clothed center with his palm. “Just a little taste.. Please?”

You huff and nod your head. He kisses the side of your head and gives you a rushed “Thank you” before pushing himself upwards and sliding out from behind you. Resting on his knees on the other side of the couch, he pulls off your sweatpants and underwear and drops them to the floor.

He gently spreads your legs, a high pitched whimper escaping his throat as he gets a good look at you. “She’s just so perfect…” He bends over and flattens his tongue against your folds and licks slowly upwards. He hums in delight and nudges the tip of his nose against your clit.

He hears you moan and he smirks. Making himself comfortable on the couch, he goes to licking you, teasing you. Your hands find refuge in his wavy locks and give him a light tug. He glances up at you, your eyes already focused on him. He keeps his eyes solely on you as he slides his tongue in through your folds.

You feel his tongue darting in and out. “Jake..” You moan. “Are you gonna fuck me like you fuck your guitar?” His mouth curls into a smile again and he chuckles, the vibrations sending a jolt through your body.

“You’d like that, wouldn’t you?”

He dives in, completely sucking you dry. Your arousal painting his face a glistening sheen on his skin. You can feel his teeth grazing against your clit as his tongue jiggles it. He knows all of the right places. Even by adding his fingers into the mix pushes you right where he wants you to be. He keeps thrusting his tongue inside of you alongside his fingers until you’re finally releasing all over his face.

He hums and moans as he licks you clean. His thumb massages the inside of your thigh as he helps bring you back down from your high. He peppers your thighs with kisses and starts to leave a trail as he makes his way up to your face.

“You…are delectable.” He says as he kisses you.

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[me-and-your-husband]

hi! <3 love ur fics and i was wondering if you could maybe write reader x ellie - reader is terrified of thunderstorms, and while it's thundering outside ellie tries to distract reader)!! 🤭

thank you so much <3

this is so cute!

warnings: none, just fluff (for once)

the sharp crack of thunder split the air as the rain fell hard against your window. you could hear the wind blowing the trees around, whistling outside. when your room was illuminated by the glow of lighting outside, you let out a squeak, burying your face into the covers.

you heard your front door swing open and shut, soft footsteps urgently thudding against the floor. you only prayed it wasn't some axe murderer trying to kill you. as your bedroom door creaked open, you peaked out from your blankets and were met with the sight of ellie stripping her wet coat and shoes from her body. it made sense, ellie was the only one in jackson with a key to your place.

"ellie? what're you d-doing here?" your voice shook as you spoke, thunder rolling in the sky.

she hummed contentedly as she lifted your blankets and burrowed herself underneath them, pulling you into her warm embrace. "i know my sweet girl hates thunderstorms. had to come here and rescue you," she said, planting a sloppy kiss on your forehead. you giggled in her hold.

suddenly, another crackle of lightning and a boom of thunder shook the atmosphere, causing you to grip ellie's shirt and burrow further into her chest. "shh, baby. it's okay. i'm here. i've got you," she whispered as she rubbed soft circles into your back.

she cuddled your trembling frame for awhile before sitting up, causing you to jump. "i know!" she dashed out of your bedroom and was back in within a minute, carrying her guitar by the neck. she'd left it there the last time she was over.

she sat on the edge of the bed as you curled up in the sheets, eyes peering out at her from under the blankets. she tucked a stray strand of hair softly behind your ear before clearing her throat.

as her hand began to strum, it drowned out the sound of the wicked storm. the chords sounded through the air as she sang quietly to the tune, something joel had taught her awhile ago.

when she noticed your eyes start to drift shut, she leaned her guitar against the wall and joined you back in bed, hugging you to her frame.

"stay with me?" you pleaded, the request muffled by her shirt.

"always, sweet girl," she said as she nuzzled into the top of your head. "now go to sleep. i'm not going anywhere."

it was in ellie's tight hold that you managed to fall asleep, not even the bright lightning or the sharp roars of thunder enough to pry you from her grasp.

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[pattypanini]

Lay All Your Love On Me SNIPPET and CHAPTER COMING SOON...

Hey everyone, it's been a minute lol.

But seriously we're super sorry about how long it's been. Writing in the summer has proven harder than we thought it would be. But we have been writing as much as we can. Chapter 14 is planned to be out on SUNDAY!!!! As an apology here is a little snippet of the next chapter!

Love, Sam and Marley <3

“Can I do something to make you feel better?” 

“No.” You hear muffled from the pillow. 

“I think I can,” You slowly slide her shorts off her legs, leaving her bare ass out for you. “As much as I love this view, I wanna see that perfect face.” You grab her hip, flipping her to her front. 

“What time do we have to be at practice mama?”

“12:00.” She says looking out the window, trying to avoid eye contact. 

You look at the alarm clock on her nightstand. 10:47. More than enough time. 

“Perfect.” You tilt her face to look at you again, connecting your lips to hers.

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[jordie-gvf]

today is the nasty nineteen so i kind of wanted to a 19 things about me for everyone to get to know me better!

i love mac and cheese

i was born in connecticut but i live in sc

i love to cook

im puerto rican but i cant speak spanish

i have a fish and one dog

i have an avid ten step skin care routine

i have naturally curly hair and when i was younger it was ringlets

i love my bed

i prefer dunkin over starbucks

my dunkin order is a large iced caramel macchiato with extra caramel

i LOVE crocs

my favorite colors are pink and green

my favorite thing of mine that i cook is either my zuppa toscana and chicken pot pie

i had two weenie dogs growing up, but they have now passed on and i miss them more than anything.

my favorite musical artists besides gvf are deftones, metallica, the thing with feathers, the weeknd, the 1975, and sza

i love the rain

i have an iphone xr

my favorite cuisine of food is spanish

my big three are taurus sun, libra moon, and leo rising!

[sinners-go-to-drink-the-wine]

because i can’t read i didnt even see like basically the whole prompt

so my ideal cozy day with daniel/sammy would be curling up on the couch watching a new tv series or cooking something that sticks to your ribs, something hearty like soup or pot roast

if it was daniel, it would be watching harry potter with some coffee or tea and smoking something that’s illegal in south carolina

for sammy, probably getting high and then cooking something or baking.

haha, no problem!

I can totally see that with either if them, waking up late, preparing something comforting to simmer in the crackpot all day while you settle in and smoke and watch, as the delicious smells fill the house

{what's your ideal cozy watch day? w/your lane}

[foxy-eva]

Spencer taking care of his partner on their period

Content Warning: (16+) mentions food, periods, discomfort, cramps, blood, a little bit of suggestiveness at the end

Spencer is the absolute sweetest when it comes to taking care of you. The first time he notices you being uncomfortable on your period he makes it very clear that there is nothing to be embarrassed about. He encourages you to tell him about all your symptoms - it won't freak him out.

He makes it his priority to be there for you and plan activities accordingly. All you want to do is watch Disney movies and eat snacks? He's right by your side.

Of course he did all the research about what is proven to help with cramps. He offers you things like a heating pad, tea and nuts.

He's always affectionate but especially so when you're on your period (because he knows you crave it). He loves to cuddle up with you and just hold you when you're feeling down. With a little back rub or just stroking your hair he makes everything better.

He would never judge you or make snarky remarks about you being moody. Even when you're not sure if you'd rather laugh or cry (or do both at the same time) he is always so patient.

In case you stain your clothes or the sheets he insists on taking care of it.

Spencer makes sure he has tampons and pads at his place too so he's prepared when you sleep over and get your period.

He would never admit it but he does track your cycle so he knows when to stock up on your favorite snacks.

It's also important to him to encourage you to do some light exercise like taking a walk together.

He's happy to run you a warm bath or get into the shower with you. Just keeping you as close as possible at all times.

And if you're comfortable with it, he also finds more creative ways to relieve your cramps (after all, he did his research).

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[barelytolerabled]

Hi sorry this is rlly depressing but can you do a Spencer x wife!Reader where reader had a miscarriage or something idk

Fragments of Healing

Spencer Reid x wife!Reader

Summary: ⬆️

Warnings: miscarriage, grief

WC: 1.624

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The house was too quiet, the stillness settling heavily upon your heart. Sitting on the edge of the bed, you clutched your stomach, aching with the knowledge that something was wrong. A mix of fear and worry coursed through your veins as you dialed Spencer's number for what felt like the hundredth time that day. Voicemail. He was away on a case, and it seemed like he was unreachable.

Days had passed since you started feeling off, but Spencer had convinced you it was just your nerves. His brilliant mind, always so logical and rational, couldn't fathom the possibility of anything going wrong. But deep down, you knew something wasn't right. With each passing moment, your unease grew, and now it had become a relentless torment.

Desperate for support, you reached for your phone and dialed JJ's number, praying that your friend would pick up.

"JJ, please," you pleaded, your voice wavering. "I can't take it anymore. I don't know what's happening, and Spencer's not here. I need you."

JJ's voice, laced with concern, filled the line. "I'm on my way. Just hold on. You're not alone."

You clung to the phone, feeling a glimmer of hope wash over you. JJ had always been a compassionate friend, and you knew you could trust her. In your fragile state, the mere thought of facing Spencer's potential reaction terrified you.

Minutes felt like an eternity until you heard a knock on your front door. You hastily wiped away your tears and opened it to reveal JJ, her eyes filled with concern.

"Hey, are you okay?" JJ asked, pulling you into a comforting hug. "What happened?"

"I don't know," you whispered, your voice barely audible. "I've been feeling off, and the pain... it's unbearable."

JJ guided you to the couch, settling you down with a gentle touch. "Let's get you to a hospital, okay? We'll figure this out together."

Tears streamed down your face as you nodded, grateful for JJ's unwavering support. The drive to the hospital was a blur, and soon you found yourself in a sterile room, surrounded by doctors and nurses who worked tirelessly to assess your condition. JJ remained at your side, her presence a constant source of comfort in the midst of your fear and uncertainty.

Hours turned into eternity, until finally, a doctor approached you with solemn eyes. Your worst fears were confirmed in that moment. You have lost your baby.

The world crumbled around you as the doctor explained the details. Your heartache was overwhelming, and a fresh wave of grief washed over you. You clung to JJ, who held you tight, offering a silent solace in your darkest moment.

Meanwhile, Spencer's mind raced as he traveled back home, eager to see his beloved wife after the long and grueling case. He anticipated sharing stories of his triumphs, unaware of the impending devastation that awaited him.

Arriving at the familiar threshold, he noticed the eerie silence that enveloped the house. Panic gripped him, and he called out for you, hoping for a response that would dissolve the knot of anxiety tightening in his chest. But the only response was the echo of his own voice, as if the walls were mocking him.

Frantic, Spencer searched every room, his heart pounding in his ears. His gaze fell upon the missed calls and voicemail notifications on his phone. As he listened to your trembling voice, describing the anguish that had transpired, a cold wave of realization washed over him.

Tears welled up in Spencer's eyes as he understood the depth of his failure. He hadn't been there when you needed him most, leaving you to suffer alone. Guilt and regret threatened to consume him, his hands shaking with sorrow and remorse.

His trembling fingers dialed JJ's number, praying for answers. JJ hesitated before answering, sensing Spencer's anxiety.

"JJ, where is she? Is she okay? Why isn't she answering her phone?" Spencer's voice cracked with worry.

JJ's voice softened, knowing the difficult conversation that lay ahead. "Spencer, She... she needed me. She's with me right now."

Silence hung heavy on the line as Spencer tried to process the information. Concern mixed with confusion and fear. "Why? What happened? Is she hurt?"

Taking a deep breath, JJ gently explained, "Spencer, she had lost it. She needed support, and she was scared of how you'd react. She needed time to process everything."

Spencer's heart shattered into a million pieces, the weight of his absence crashing down on him. Guilt and grief washed over him in a torrent. He felt the overwhelming urge to be by your side, to hold you and share in your pain.

"I need to see her, JJ," he managed to say, his voice strained with emotion. "Please, tell her I'm coming. I... I love her so much."

JJ assured him that you needed time, but promised to pass along his message. She knew that healing would take time, but also believed in the strength of your love.

Finally, the moment arrived when Spencer stood outside JJ's door, his hand trembling as he raised it to knock. The door swung open, revealing a tired and sympathetic JJ. Her eyes met his, filled with unspoken understanding.

"She's upstairs," JJ said softly, leading Spencer to where you were seeking refuge.

As he climbed the stairs, Spencer's heart pounded in his chest, the anticipation of seeing you mingling with the fear of what he might find. He pushed open the door to JJ's spare room and saw you sitting on the bed, wrapped in a blanket, your eyes red and puffy from crying.

"Honey," Spencer's voice was barely a whisper, choked with emotion. "I'm here."

You looked up at him, your gaze filled with both pain and a glimmer of hope. "Spencer..."

Without hesitation, Spencer crossed the room and enveloped you in his arms, holding you tightly against his chest as you both wept. The weight of your loss settled between you, an unspoken bond formed through shared grief.

"I'm so sorry," Spencer murmured into your hair, his voice filled with regret. "I should have been there for you. I should have listened."

You clung to him, finding solace in his presence despite the pain. "We'll get through this together, Spencer. We have to."

He nodded, his grip on you never faltering. "I love you, I love you so much. And I'm here for you, now and always."

The drive back to your house was filled with a mixture of anticipation and apprehension. Spencer's grip on the steering wheel tightened as he glanced over at you, his eyes filled with worry and uncertainty. He couldn't shake the guilt that weighed heavily on his shoulders, knowing he had let you down when you needed him most.

As you pulled into the driveway, the familiar sight of home brought a bittersweet ache to your heart. It was a reminder of the life that was supposed to be, now shattered by loss. But you also found solace in returning to a space that held memories of love and comfort.

The front door creaked open as you and Spencer cautiously stepped into the house that had once been filled with joy and anticipation. Now, it felt haunted by grief and loss. The air was heavy with a mix of sorrow and tentative hope.

As you entered the familiar space, Spencer's hesitance was palpable. He kept a respectful distance, giving you the space you needed to navigate this painful return. It was evident in his every movement and the way his eyes lingered on you, searching for any sign of your comfort.

Silence hung in the air as you both stood in the living room, the weight of the past few days bearing down on your weary shoulders. You took a deep breath, summoning the strength to move forward, but uncertainty still gnawed at you.

The two of you slowly made your way upstairs, hand in hand, the quietness of the house amplifying your footsteps. In the bedroom, Spencer helped you settle onto the bed, arranging the pillows for your comfort. His touch was gentle and tender, as if he feared causing you any further pain.

Once you were situated, Spencer began to gather his belongings, preparing to retreat to the couch, intending to give you space to rest and heal. But before he could step away, you reached out and caught his hand, your eyes pleading with him.

"Please, Spencer," you whispered, your voice filled with vulnerability. "Stay here with me tonight. I don't want to be alone."

Spencer's gaze met yours, his hesitation giving way to a deep understanding. Without a word, he set aside his belongings and gently climbed onto the bed beside you, ensuring he maintained a respectful distance.

"I'm here," he murmured, his voice laced with tenderness. "I won't leave your side."

A sense of comfort settled within you as you curled up against Spencer, his warmth and steady presence a balm to your wounded heart. With his arms wrapped protectively around you, you felt a glimmer of peace amidst the pain.

The room was enveloped in a quiet stillness, broken only by the soft sound of your breathing and the occasional brush of Spencer's fingers through your hair. The night stretched before you, an expanse of time to heal and rebuild.

In that moment, you knew that while the road to recovery would be challenging, you would face it together. With Spencer by your side, his commitment to supporting you unyielding, you felt the flicker of hope reignite within your weary soul.

As you drifted off to sleep, cradled in Spencer's embrace, you held onto that hope tightly, trusting that love would guide you through the darkness and lead you towards a brighter tomorrow.

[sacredjake]

super excited to release the first of four winter themed collabs that @gold-mines-melting and i are currently working on! this fic will be coming soon hehe :)

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[readyforthegarden]

Season of the Witch - Masterlist

Pairing: Sam Kiszka x F!Reader, Danny Wagner x F!Reader

Synopsis: Danny always told you, you shouldn't play with things you don't fully understand. When trying your hand at magic, you accidentally summon something more than you bargained for. Now stuck, you try to find a way to rid yourself of him, but what if the only way of ridding yourself of him is dying?

Warnings: This fic will contain mentions of witchcraft, smut, angst, forced proximity, slight enemies to lovers, friends to lovers, love triangle, mentions of blood and death. 18+ ONLY, MINORS DNI!

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Part One

Part Two

Part Three

Part Four

Part Five

Part Six

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