#ma spencer

[unloneliest]

im so fucking good at making sexy little leverage aus and then never writing them. this is my ma spencer au, which has been lifted directly from my twitter with minimal editing, & which i am haunted by always.

ok so the au. this is going to be very long. every time i listen to spent gladiator 2 by tmg i think abt the leverage team/eliot specifically.

lyrics for context:

so i was thinking abt an au where eliot was never on the team, bc like. eliot fully got Out of the game, but interacts w them on an early case and ends up falling in with them anyways? BUT i also think a lot about how hard it'd be for any of them to retire bc there's people who hate them who know their faces, yknow? so how WOULD eliot be able to have retired &what has to change for eliot to be that comfortable getting out?

so i figure he maybe got out of the moreau situation earlier. maybe he broke up with the horse girl but they stayed on good terms, and maybe he never did the worst things he ever did for moreau because he had his Getting Out Of There chef connection moment sooner.

but that doesn't undo how recognizable eliot would be to various parties and i was like. well then. what if the chef who was that pivotal person for eliot was a trans woman and was as pivotal with eliot being gendery as she was with eliot retiring?

so like. early 2000s nonbinary/transfeminine he/she eliot spencer finding a few small towns to live in pretty at random but having a home in each one and cycling through them with no discernable pattern?? and being a loved part of the local queer community in all of them?

it's similar to my "eliot never left home and is luke gilmore girls but also co-created a queer bar in his town" au (aside: thank you @lycanqueer for pointing out that connection ages ago, i have been unwell about it ever since).

like . eliot!!!!! eliot probably first connecting with the team bc of the two horse job and slowly begrudgingly helping, joining in on the tap out job, etc.

eliot being like a parent figure to various queer kids in the different towns and they call him "ma spencer" and she wears his practical boots with flannels still but maybe they're with a more feminine tank top and maybe you're as likely to see ma spencer in a no nonsense knee length skirt as a sturdy pair of jeans. and maybe sometimes he braids her hair . and she's mr. spencer too and well respected by the folks of whatever town he's staying in, too stubborn and helpful and intimidating not to be!

eliot being openly down for a casual relationship both with parker and hardison from when she first gets to know them onward—and him keeping his past quiet still, but it getting harder to keep the parts of her life seperate as he finds herself getting closer with the team & with more serious feelings for parker and hardison.

maybe the team's hitter is Tara? i feel like she's capable of that? but she has to be the grifter when sophie goes on her break and eliot joins in "Just Once" but it ends up being more than that.

eliot would have a lot of complicated feelings abt joining in—like, both being happy with the peace she found & not wanting to risk that but still feeling like he needs to pay penance and that this is a way to do that.

and then season 3 hits completely different. i think this eliot would talk about his past once she found out they were targeting moreau, but i think team dynamics would overall be super different in general. the team would be way less of a unit with nate than when you see things from his perspective—espeicially without eliot always there to insulate the team from the worst of him.

anyways im gonna be thinking about this for the next 800 years. will i ever write this fic? probably no. but ma spencer is so real to me

[fuckingstrange]

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| Day4: Intoxicated |

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WARNINGS: Grinding, Cumming in pants, Drinking, Intoxicated Reader, Reader got a bit too drunk, smut (obvi)

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WORDS: 393

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PAIRING: Spencer Reid x M!Reader

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Dives right into the smut bc reader is wasted

Wkddnoxnalsnx My head hurts so much concussions fucking suck (this has literally nothing to do with the fic I'm just taking)

HELLA RUSHED AND REMADE LIKE FOUR FUCKING TIMES BC I CAN'T WRITE SMUT THAT WELL. AHHHHH.

You stumble your way into Reid's apartment, having been too stubborn to accept his help. "I.. am a grown man," You claim. "I know how to walk.". Reid chuckles, helping you over to the couch anyways. He feels the light kiss you press to his jaw when he pulls you to sit down with him, cocking an eyebrow and narrowing his eyes. "You can walk. But can you behave?" He asks half jokingly, though getting the answer (no.) when you suddenly lean up and kiss him. He sighs but kisses back, thinking you'll behave enough that this won't go past making out. He's surely mistaken. After a few minutes of kissing, he feels you rut against his thigh with a needy whine, his eyes widening. He pulls back from the kiss to glance down, seeing you grind your growing erection against his thigh. He looks back up at you with an unsure look, though hearing how needy your whines and moans are he just presses his leg up more against you.

"Kiss- Kiss me. more." You slur, leaning back down to capture his lips in a desperate kiss. He swallows each and every moan that falls from your mouth, his hands resting on your thighs as he feels them flex with the movement of your hips. It's surprisingly not long before your movements grow desperate, your orgasm building up as well as the neediness within your noises. "Shh.. shh.. almost there.." Spencer soothes absent mindedly, bouncing his leg a bit to help stimulate your weeping cock, seeing how it strains against your pants.

Your movements falter, giving a weak buck as you cum with a strangled moan, your head falling onto his shoulder. Your body trembles from the overwhelming pleasure, not even able to care that your seed is soaking into your pants. Spencer rubs your back, your hips movements slowing to a stop as you come down from the high.

Spencer feels sloppy kisses being pressed against his neck, smiling at the non-verbal "thank you" he's grown used to getting from you after moments like this. He kisses your cheek before laying back, adjusting you to lay on your side on the couch. "I'm gonna go get you water. help you sober up. And aspirin for tomorrow." You hear him whisper, though his words muffled since you're already beginning to doze off.

[ra3theemo]

ahhhh so jolly 😋

[joenateuser]

Asher Angel | #fliptheswitch (via instagram)

[c-23-p]

[rosehathawhey]

NEPO BABY BRAT: A Thomas Forrester Series

+ what he thinks is what he saw:

[futuristicmentalitynerd]

The ACFC graphic for today’s Juneteenth game is straight up 🔥

[ittakesauniverse]

OCTAVIA SPENCER ⭐️ Appreciation Post

[lovecatnip]

Ma

2019

[bklynmusicnerd]

The French banter is top-notch, and I love the way Trina keeps hyping up her translator app while Spencer clearly had every intention of being her translator app.

Now I'm thinking about all the moments we're going to have ripped away from us of Spencer cursing out, en français, any and all Parisians that are rude to Trina and her translator app. This really is a tragedy.

(Trina better keep the translator app on standby though because Spencer definitely pronounced the "un" in "un bisou" like it was "une".)

[jimsmovieworld]

MA- 2019 ⭐️

A group of teens ask a woman to buy them booze. She agrees and invites them to party in her basement. After ignoring several hundred red flags they finally realise shes a total psycho.

The first time they go over she pulls a gun on one of the guys and makes him take off all of his clothes. She then laughs and says he should be arrested for being too cute. They all chuckle not realising shes a pedo for some reason.

Thought the start of the movie had some promise. Nice to see Juliette Lewis as always. Things quickly get quite silly. Some whack dialogue and general strangeness. Not my bag.

[grimmorcaa]

almost had a melt down at 3am bc i was gona come back to this and the file corrupted, luckily i was able to recover and finish the last panel but it deleted itself on the middle panel so 👎👎

but this is a conversation that happened after this interaction with these two with my homie, who also provided the clip (who is also as deaf as carver /lh)

[fuckingstrange]

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| Day10: The Routine |

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WARNINGS: Tooth-rotting fluff, kisses, sleepy spencer

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WORDS: 654

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PAIRING: Spencer Reid x gn!reader

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Woohoo another gn fic bc I haven't done that in a while

At this point, it's like a routine. Each time you and Reid go off on a case, he strips the hotel bedding and replaces it with some that he had brought from home.

Reid had fallen asleep on the car ride to the hotel, and you didn't have the heart to wake him up. He rarely gets good sleep now, maybe a few hours every other day. It hurts to see him so exhausted, so you try to take care of him every chance you get.

He fell asleep practically on top of you, so you picked him up and carried him into the hotel. Hotch got the room keys from the desk lady, gave you the key for yours and Reids room first. You thanked him, grabbed the go bags, and walked off.

You were determined to get Reid into that bed. Even if you had to carry him on your back with duffel bags in each hand. You make it to the hotel room, dropping the duffels next to the door as quietly as possible and shutting it behind you. Reid has managed to remain asleep, his head still rested on your shoulder and his breathing even and peaceful.

You go over to the lounge chair in the corner, slowly setting him down in it. He stirs a bit, but doesn't wake. You slip off his winter coat and shoes, going over to the door and setting the shoes down while hanging the coat up since they got wet from the snow. You slip yours off too.

Now you have to strip the bed and get his clean sheets on. Not too hard.

The sheets were in his duffel, accompanied with two pillow cases. You leave them there as you strip the bed, trying to do it as quietly as possible so you don't wake the sleeping man.

You struggle with the fitted sheet, pulling and tugging on it until it snaps out of place, the rest coming off easier. Now to get the other on. Well, fuck.

You grab the annoying, shouldn't be a thing, sheet out of his duffel and begin trying to dress the bed. It takes you twenty minutes to get it on the bed. But you do it without waking your exhausted boy in the chair a few feet away.

The rest of the “mission” went easily, you got the bed set up so that you can lay Reid in it. Just as you're getting the second pillow in the case he brought, you feel arms wrap around you from behind and a head plant itself on your shoulder, followed by a mumbling of “You could have woke me up.”

You turn around to meet Reid's gaze, a frown on your face. “I didn't want to, you looked too peaceful and adorable to wake just so you could make the bed.”. It's right, he did look peacefully adorable.

He smiles, pressing a sleepy kiss to your cheek as he looks at the bed covered with the sheets and blankets he had brought. He grabs the pillow out of your hand and tosses it on the bed, sweeping you off your legs with a groan.

You yelp when he suddenly picks you up, your arms immediately wrapping around his neck with a tight grip. He laughs and waits until you loosen your grip to toss you on the bed, slowly crawling onto it while trailing kisses up your body on his way before meeting your lips. “Thank you.” He mumbles against your lips, wrapping his arms around you as he shifts to lay on his side.

Reid rests his head against the pillow, letting you adjust to get comfortable. You end up with your back against his chest, his arms wrapping around your mid-section and his legs curling up so he spoons you. He presses one last kiss to the back of your neck, mumbling a soft “goodnight”.

[18catsreading]

Sean Finnerty, go off king!

Maybe still consider double crossing the creature but I support the murderin'. These shits aren't worth the water in the flush.

[unloneliest]

i'm going to post my ma spencer au

[cemyafilmarsiv]

Ma directed by Tate Taylor