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justjams2003 · 9 months

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Fast Pace- 13

Am I being mean by releasing the last 3 chapters week for week? Maybe just a bit 🤭

Summary: You're a hard-working Chef in Paris and after a freak accident run-in with Carlos Sainz, your life makes a 180. Let's just say with a certain agreement, you get your bills paid and in return stand in as Carlos' girlfriend for the press. But will you be able to handle the pressure and ensure the lines don't blur?

Pairing: Sugar Daddy!Carlos Sainz x Sugar Baby!Reader

Warnings: I've aged up Carlos, he is 33 in this fic. Smoking, smut, sexual themes, age difference, manipulation, control, slight obsession, the word 'daddy', nudity, a garbage family, family trauma, disowning, tell me if I missed any

Taglist: @httpjeonlicious, @f1lov3r, @messersandmesses, @hollie911, @oriconde08 @thehufflepuffavenger1 @fanboyluvr @thatgirlmj @whyamireadingthis @oriconde08 @depressedriches @roseseraj @skepvids @sain55wifey @distinguishedvoidlady @amatswimming @sachaa-ff @lightdragonrayne @lazybot @formula1mount @fangirl-dot-com @saintslewis @carlossainzwho @lordpercevalcharles @topguncultleader @kitixie @serp3ns0rtiae @hangmandruigandmav @therealone4r @keii134 @dark-night-sky-99 @jax-the-oregonian @hachrinnen

Word count: 3,2k

Masterlist

Part 12 ~Part 14 (coming soon)

“Elle dort profondément, la journée a été longue.” Y/N’s brother and parents both look up at me in shock. I can’t help but laugh at their expressions. We’ve been here three days and if it weren’t for her family, it would be idyllic.

We’ve gone hiking in the beautiful mountains, she’s shown me all around her hometown. She has so many memories here, a lot of them good, but when I hear the things her mother says to her, I can’t but wonder if she’s sugar coating some of it.

“What? You didn’t think that me, a million-dollar man who travels the world every day, with a French teammate, wouldn’t speak French? Not even a little?” I can only sigh at their foolishness; I see now why my sweet girl is so easy to...shape. Luckily for her, she has me and no one would dare hurt her with me around. Her family, however, after what I’ve seen they don’t get the same lenience.

I sit down on the table, “Tell me, how much do you want?” If I was some old-timey villain I would take out my checkbook and write some obscure numbers with lots of zeros. Her brother furrows his brows, “How much of what?”

I chuckle, I thought at least he would be smarter, I guess not. “Money. How much do you want to never speak to Y/N ever again?” Her mother scoffs and begins rambling about just how important she is to her.

“Look, you’re a terrible influence on my precious girl. You make her feel terrible about herself after I spent all that time convincing her otherwise. Now, we can do as normal families do and only see each other on the holidays. Even then, it’s going be exhausting for her. So, why don’t we just take a short cut? How much money for you to kick her out of your life, permanently?” Her brother looks appalled and disgusted.

His fist goes to find my jaw, but I catch his hand before he even comes close. “Be serious, you might be a rough and tough city farm boy, but I’ve spent years of my life practising my reflexes.” I take him by his shoulders and shove him back down in his chair. “How much will it be, mom, dad? Fifty thousand, a hundred thousand, or shall we go into the millions?” Everyone goes quiet at the numbers I’m talking of.

“See? That wasn’t so hard? Now, Cash or Card?”

“They’re so unbelievable! You know what, no, I’m glad that they did this. She’s been nothing but a cruel bitch all my life. Now that I’m happy, she hates it.” She screams into the phone, she’s standing next to the bathroom trying to get some distance from other people.

“No, I don’t care if they’re my family, who says that to someone?” She scoffs, likely she’s talking to Jasmine and Ilsa, I know Alex and Kika would defend me.

She’s angry, a wrinkle in a brow and I just want to make it all go away. Maybe even, I’ll have to get rid of those two friends as well. They’re not good for her either. “I know I’ve only known him for a month and a half, but it’s been the best few weeks of my life! It’s been better than anything I’ve had with that fucked family of mine. And the fact that you two can’t see that, really shows me something about you two.”

Her footsteps are loud on the floor of the plane. She throws her phone on the seat and plops herself down in my lap. Instantly her head finds the crook of my neck and her small hand takes fists full of my shirt. She pulls me as close as possible to me and wrap my arms around her. This is where she belongs, nowhere else but in my arms.

Her whole-body shakes as sobs make its way through her. “No te preocupes, mi dulce niña. Estoy aquí para ti. No importan, sólo estamos tú y yo. Just you and me. You have me now, you don’t need them.” I soothe her cries, rubbing circles on her back as she mumbles on about how awful they are and how evil they’re being.

I know it’s better for her in the long run, but it hurts my heart to see her like this. Hurting. At the same time, having her cling to me as if I am her lifeline is a feeling I can’t help but savour.

“Carlos, where are we going?” A sigh escapes me. “Singapore, for the next race. But I have to talk to you about it.” She raises her head; she has these big doe eyes that has this melting effect on me. Yet at the same time, it makes the khaki’s I’m wearing tighter than I’d like it to be. “This is going to be the hardest race of the year. For the rest of the week until at least Friday, I’m going to be very busy with very hard training.”

I know for a fact that this is the worst time possible to leave her alone. Right now, I need to be with her every moment. She has to be with me and no one else otherwise my whole plan will be for nothing. I have to be the only one comforting her, if not she’ll think that she can rely on others. My sweet thing whines at the realisation and goes to hide her face again but I stop her before she does.

“I know, I’m sorry. But, I really don’t want to leave mi dulce niña alone, no?” She shakes her head, wiping her tears with the same hoodie I’d given her at the very beginning. I might have blasted the AC, just to see her wear it again. I know it gives her comfort and she just looks like a doll with it on. So small and so cute, I feel as if the love is oozing from my heart.

“Now, we have one of two options. It’s not too late, we can still turn this plane around. Get you a nice, big apartment somewhere in France.” She stops me before I can even continues.

“No, I don’t ever want to see that damn country ever again. What if I see one of them again? I’d much rather live on the streets.” I can’t help but smirk, taking her small hands into mine.

“I thought so. What about somewhere in Madrid? Why don’t you move in with me?” Her eyes go even bigger and bites down on that puffy lower lip of hers. I adjust her to sit on my other leg, the friction between us making me rock hard. Soon after, her eyes avoid mine. Her eyebrows pull together and I can’t help but reach up and smooth the crinkle in her forehead.

So much seems to be running through her mind, and it shouldn’t be. Things should be easy for her, look pretty and be my pet. That should be the end of it. But this world can be so heartless and make the important people in our lives hurt. “Tell me, mi niña bonita, what’s going on in that pretty head of yours?”

She sighs and then gives me those big doe eyes again. This time they’re all puffy from crying, and she looks just as beautiful as the day I met her. “Daddy, I don’t want to leave your side.”

Her words are like lava through my body. I take her chin and give her a kiss on her cheek. “I know, baby, but what other option is there? Follow me everywhere I go? You’ll get bored, I’m sure.” She doesn’t hesitate and shakes her head.

“No, no, I promise. I’ll be good.” This would be more perfect than any other option. Having her by my side for the whole world to see. “I don’t know, cosas dulce,” it’s mostly just an act, I want her to beg. “Please Daddy, please?” She jumps ever so slightly on my lap and I can’t help but holding her waist to keep her still, not knowing how much longer I can hold out. Especially when she’s like this.

Y/N takes her small hands and hold my face. Then she places a kiss on my cheek, then the other. I take her petite hands in mind. “Oh, alright, but no whining missy.” I hold out my hand, showing how stern I am. But she wraps her fingers around mine and gives me the biggest brightest smile. “You know I can’t say no to you.”

“Carlos?” I had just finished pretty extensive training for the race. The whole gym room’s heat is all the way up to 30 Degrees Celsius, sweat is dripping off me. My hair is wet, luckily my girl gave me one of her headbands to keep my hair out of my face.

I could see her eyeing me the whole time. I couldn’t bare the heat much long, and just had to take my shirt of. Or maybe it was tactical to get her attention, nobody will ever know.

“Yes, mi querido?” She gets up from her seat, discarding her phone which she had been so engulfed in before. Her hips sway, she too is sweating and is wearing the smallest little shorts I’ve seen in a while. It entrances me, every time she walks, the way her legs move. The way those tiny shorts sits a way below her naval. Showing off what all the boys are missing out on.

Y/N makes her way over to me, her fingers dancing on my shoulder. “No, mi cosa bonita, you don’t want to touch me. I’m sweaty and smelly.” She scoffs and wraps her arms around my neck. “You’re saying that like I care.” I can’t help but chuckle at her attitude. Yes, last week changed her, but so far it’s for the better. My hands find her hips, “You’ve been looking so good lately, cosas dulce.”

Her laugh alights my whole body. “You’ve been using that one a lot lately, I’ll have to google it,” I pretend to wince at her words. “No, cosas dulce, I might get in trouble.” Now she really does laugh, throwing her head back like she does when she’s comfortable. “Why do you laugh?” She shakes her head, “You, Mister Sainz, could never get in trouble with me. You’ve been nothing but perfect.”

I pull her closer to me, our hips touching the other. “Is that so? I’ll have to hold you up to that.” I can’t help but place kisses all over her bare neck. “Except right now.” My heart rises and I’m just glad the monitors aren’t on.

Has she found out? No, no it can’t be. If she did, she’d be a lot more upset. Or would she? Would she be happy that I did it? Relief to get rid of them and have them well cared for at the same time. She doesn’t look happy now, but she doesn’t look to upset.

“I’m scrolling through Instagram, right, only to see an edit about you. Guess my surprise that I found out through an Instagram reel that I missed your birthday!” Oh yes, that, is that really all? I can’t help but laugh at how serious she is. “You didn’t miss it; we did celebrate it.” Her eyebrows furrow, “What do you mean?” I love the way her long hair sways to the side when she’s confused.

“Your fashion show, after the shopping trip. It was more than enough of a present for me. Not to mention you got the sunglasses, with our initials on them.” She scoffs and rolls her eyes.

“You keep calling me hardheaded, but you can be even more dense than me.” I laugh, she can be so complex. Switching from soft and needing to be held one moment, to sassy and chatty the next. I love every moment.

A hum escapes me, “Aren’t you brave, talking to me like that, cosas dulce?” She ignores my words and carries on. “It doesn’t count as a birthday gift, if I didn’t even know it’s your birthday.” I sigh, seeing now that she’s going to be persistent on this. “That’s why I love it so much. You gave me a gift without even knowing. Call it something poetic, like our souls just knowing, or something simple. Like the kindness you give me that no one else does.”

She pushes out her bottom lips and her eyes go all big again. “Carlos, that’s really beautiful.” She pulls me down by the neck and gives me a kiss on the cheek. Oh, how I cherish those. I remember each and every one. “But, at least allow me to make you dinner tonight.” I don’t want her going through all the trouble, or making too much of a fuss.

“Don’t bother, cosas dulce. There’s no point in celebrating. 34 Years and I spent most of them racing, to no avail. A team that fucks me over, another year with no win and still no championship behind my name. And the rookies are getting younger and younger, and better and better. I’m sure I’ll lose my seat in a year or two and after that, it’s retirement for me.”

I didn’t mean to spill out all my thoughts just like that. But when she looks at me with those eyes, I wan’t to tell her everything.

She cooes and pulls me tight in her arms. “Don’t talk like that. I’m sure you want our kids to see you race at least once.” What? She surprises me again and again. This is good, very good. She’s seeing what I see. Our goals are aligning. Before long I’ll have her all to myself. “You mean it?” Her smile lights up the room and my life.

“Of course, now give me your card. Brutis, Otis and I are going grocery shopping.” That’s my girl. No longer afraid to ask. “You know where it is, cosas dulce.”

I can hear music blasting through the hotel room, along with my girl screaming the lyrics at the top of her lungs, like always. She’s dancing and swaying to the music. Her hips move in ways that entice. But the most attractive thing about her, is that she looks as happy as can be. Pure joy radiates off her like the sun’s rays. Nothing is as beautiful as her delight and I just need to be a part of it.

I scoop her up in my arms and place her on the first open space on the counter. She breaks out in giggles, “Aren’t I glad you’re feeling better,” she mutters between laughs as I make marks all over her neck and shoulders.

“How can I not with such a beauty in my arms?” She blushes and still giggles as my scruff tickles her. But soon she gently pushes me away, not far, by the chest. Her hands there is like fuel to my engine. Sparking my whole body to keep her here, trapped.

“You’re just in time,” she smiles jumping off and plating the food she had made. “I made Fideuà.” At just the mention, memories of my childhood come rushing back. Big Christmas family dinners, with lots of people. Kids running around, screaming with delight, as people laugh and drink lots of wine. “Ah, mi amor, now you are bringing back some good memories, no?”

Y/N’s smile is big as she hands me the plate and pours some white wine. The first bite is perfect, the taste of fish explodes in my mouth. After it’s the texture of the pasta and the hint of Saffron.

“Wow, I must say, mi amor, this is as good as Mama’s.” This makes her smile as wide as ever. “Really, you mean it? You’re not lying?” There are some slight differences, but it’s incredibly hard to notice. I shake my head no.

“It’s almost identical.” She blooms with joy and her cheeks are just so faintly red. “Caco sent me the recipe from your mom.” I should have known. “My, my, already in kahoots with my family.” I pull her into my lap as we both enjoy our dinners. “Speaking of, mi amor, I want you to meet my family. And I know you still feel unsure about moving in with me. But if you meet my parents and see the city...”

Her gaze is stuck on her dinner as she just moves the shrimp around. “I’ll meet your parents, but I won’t promise you anything.” That’s good enough. That’s more than good enough.

Xxxx

There is a blazing heat through the paddock. Everyone is sweating and I can only imagine Carlos must be so uncomfortable in his racing suit. Boiling hot, you can see his hair is sweating but you know he won’t wear his headband in public.

It’s a maybe five minutes until they play the national anthem. Yet still through the flurry of everything and everyone he still makes his way towards where you stand with Caco in the garage.

He hands you his drink, with the weird tube and everything, clearly given to him by Rupert. “Here, it’s very hot, remember to drink a lot of water.” You sigh and take him by the race suit.

“Carlos. Your race starts in twenty mintues, you shouldn’t be bothering yourself with me.” He clicks his tongue. “Siempre tan testarudo,” you sigh, you’ve googled it before and he says it so much that you know he’s calling you hardheaded.

“Carlos!” The people call out his name, they could get a penatly if he misses the song. “I’m coming! Caco, asegúrate de que bebe mucha agua.” He speaks to his cousin, who agrees. He goes to leave but you grab him by his suit and pull him back. His lips fit perfectly onto yours. He pulls you close by the waist, his other hand rake deep into your hair.

He kisses you back with such passion. Like a fire lighting between you two. Your soul finally finds rest. You’ve been wanting this for weeks and now you’re finally taking it for yourself. And you can tell by the way he holds you and pulls you closer that this is what he’s wanted. He’s been yearning for it just as much as you have.

Finally, when there is no air left in your lungs you’re forced to break apart. “I’ll move in with you.” His whole body comes alive with joy. “Really?” His smile is wider than I’ve ever seen before. “Yes really, now go before Ferrari fine me themselves!”

Hollywood Life

“Y/N Y/S/N’s content quality and quality raises, could she have gotten herself a full PR team?”

Glamour

“Fans are going crazy as the boost in Y/N Y/S/N’s conent shows new insight on her and her boyfriend Carlos Sainz’s life that’s never been seen before.”

Page Six

“Carlos Sainz and his girlfriend seem to be attached at the hip.”

Us Weekly

“People are freaking out over Carlos Sainz’s post race interview: ‘The first non-Red Bull win of the season. What would you like to say?’ ‘I’d like to thank my girlfriend. She’s the reason for this trophy. I know I should be thanking the team, but I know they’d much rather have Charles win this. So, this is for her.’

E!News

“Carlos Sainz and his girlfriend seen celebrating in a club with Lando Norris as the DJ.”

People Magazine

“Fans are swooning after a video of Carlos Sainz winking to his girlfriend on the first place podium surfaces.”

My taglist is open, just ask! :)

#Fast Pace #carlos sainz #carlos sainz jr #carlos sainz x you #carlos sainz x reader #carlos sainz smut #sugar daddy!carlos sainz x sugar baby!reader #sugar daddy!carlos sainz #sugar daddy!carlos sainz x reader #formula one #formula 1 #f1 #f 1 x reader

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starfilled-galaxy · 4 months

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System info + introductions for the alters :D This post is occasionally updated !

Plush (partner) sys!! @n3hmof1sh ^^

We're a proxy system (linked) which means there's a permanently (for now...) frontstuck host For us, usually only the host is able to front, and the others are only ever co-con or in headspace We are attempting to find out how to switch, so far we have gotten others to co-front but the host still has yet to leave front

Each alter is associated with 1 emoji that we tag Emoji combos = co-con ❓= blurry or unknown

Collectively sex-repulsed asexual, ADHD, autistic, and social anxiety, though some of us have more heightened ND traits than others Questioning (collective) OCPD, HPD, and ASPD

Quoigenic, mixed origins

We use both I/me and we/our, please don't use you& for us

Usually we use the term "alter" but we dont mind sysmate/system member/headmate etc, alter is just the shortest lol Please don't call us "parts" tho!!!

Alter playlists: https://www.youtube.com/@starfilledsys/playlists

Alter intros under cut bc it's kinda long!

💫 - Niko Pronounfluid, always uses they/them but occasionally uses he/him too Questioning gender, grayromantic gaybian Alterhuman, including Niko (OneShot) fictionkin! Full alterhuman ids list (linked) Shapeshifter Role: Host :'3

❤️‍🔥 - Aspen/Scarlett She/he/they/it Please use both names Factive of a mutual and their now split alter Intraplural (aka subsys) but wants to be referred to as singular Usually chill unless something makes her upset Role: Bee prosecutor

Fictives:

🏀 - (rw) Kel He/she/ae/xe Bigenderfluid, pan gaybian, possibly aroflux Furry & obsessed with BMTH Rw Hero is his comfort person In-sys dating Sunny<3 Has the most trauma of us all, please be gentle Role: Traumaholder

Genuinely fuck off if you treat me/source like a joke stop it I'm a person too you assholes -🏀

🌹 - (rw) Hero He/him Transmasc, abro pan bi Alterhuman (SilkWing (WOF) hearttype) Really likes bugs and especially dragonflies (very source-divergent lol) The only adult alter we have, also likes to comfort and take care of everyone in the sys

🔪 - Sunny He/she/they Genderfluid (boy, girl, enby + xenos), gaybian He loves scene and BMTH! In-sys dating rw Kel<3

🧡 - (hs) Kel He/him Boy (not cis or trans) Sugar addict One of the youngest ones of our sys! He's kinda like our inner child (literally) Really likes "childish"/kiddy stuff

🍳 - (hs) Hero He/him Transmasc Doesn't talk much... don't know much about him Role: (Extreme) anxiety holder

🦴 - Hector (dog) He/him Gender and romanticity is N/A Shiba inu He's very excitable, and only speaks in barks, even in typing. I have to translate for him any time he talks

🍊 - (ma) Kel He/him Boy AUtive from @\bananacat76's Magic AU, specifically from the route where he dies Spirit/ghost/angel dog One of the youngest, may be younger than hs Kel? Seems pretty interested in the physical world and tends to hang out in or near co-con Role: Gatekeeper

🍃 - Hollyleaf She/her Xenogender (christmasgender) She and Lion are very source-detached since when they introjected it had been a long time since I read the books with them in it lol

🦁 - Lionblaze He/him Agender He's silly and fluffy and honestly kinda similar to our hs Kel fictive personality-wise, but less kid-like

I know source was written in a super boring way but it still makes me sad to be called boring :< -🦁

🪶 - Beetlepaw/Beetlewing He/him Transmasc OCtive sourced from a mutual's Warrior Cats OC A bit shy and nervous but very sweet :>

🎯 - Kasane Teto She/her, zhe/her, zey/zem, fi/fizz, elle, and a lot more Xenogender (too many to list) Fictive and possibly songtive of Teto from Mesmerizer specifically Enjoys typing quirks, uses s & th -> z quirk in English Sugar addict French apparently?? Almost always refuses to speak English and will only talk in French. Unfortunately we don't know very much French so zhe forces us to use the inaccurate hell that is google translate 😔

#niko.txt #proxy system

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chiiyuuvv · 10 months

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HI POOKIE BEAR YK ITS ME KISSED YA can u do xikers reaching to readers solo comeback thank uuuuu lobe uuu 🩷🩷

• PAIRING — xikers x idol!reader

• GENRE — couldnt decide if i wanted yall to date or like each other so youre besties hooray!! , Humor, fluff, their just so proud <3

• WORD COUNT — 620

• AUTHOR'S NOTE — this is the last request on tumblr, then i gotta write other stuff 😞

• TAGLIST — @the-lemon-boy , @lil-elle , @hyunukitty , @cake1box , @mars101

MASTERLIST! – JOIN THE TAGLIST!

MINJAE ☆

He finally found someone that understands him

Hes the leader, youre the leader.. you know how the kids are and can emphasize with the other

The members even joke that youre the mom and minjae is the dad, replacing junmin and one of your members

Lets the kids have play dates while yall catch up

He just loves you so much!! Youre like his bestest friend! He doesnt want to leave ♡

JUNMIN ☆

Kinda like minjae.. someone else knows what being a mother is like

The members love you, but youre members...

Blame xikers for influencing your babies

Now the 8 and however many in your group team up and bully junmin

Im talking dumping water on him at 4:52 pm and running ♡

SUMIN ☆

Hes in complete awe

Like "wooooahhh, i didnt know people could makes songs like this."

Would try to talk to you for music and the dance of course, when he really wants to ask you out

And he has a lot of fun in the studio too, losing track of time

"We definitely have to do this again, it was so fun!!" ♡

JINSIK ☆

Ngl.. he forgot

Like everyones cheering and hes like "huh..? Whats going on..??"

But once they scream at him hes dancing around in joy

Takes lots of selfies with the two of you doing weird poses

The fans love you two's weird personality ♡

HYUNWOO ☆

Dead ass starts crying

Just like "my baby.. finally debuted." While he drops to his knees, hugging your legs

Its kinda of awkward ngl, but you just plaster that smile on your face :")

But like no srsly, hes so proud of you. The best singer, dancer, whatever you are-er, hes so proud

Happily boasts about you too ♡

JUNGHOON ☆

Bounces off the walls like he just had a gallon of sugar

Yk that scene in highschool musical where the song was "what time is it" and the teacher (or the student cant remember which one) grabs the other and kisses their cheek while dancing..? Yeah like that

Like sprays your face with kisses and everyones like "what are you?? 🤨🤨"

I think the proudest out of everyone

Will not leave your side for the rest of the day ♡

SEEUN ☆

the first to congratulate you

And the first to do the tiktok challenge

Whenever you see each other, he randomly busts one of your dance moves so the only thing you do is just laugh

Hes right behind you during reward shows

And cheers so loud if you won anything ♡

YUJUN ☆

Wants. His. Hugs.

Does not care if the members are right there, if theres cameras.. give it to him >:|

Will treat your debut likes its your birthday because it is!! Giving you a big cake and making you blow out the candles

He will jump seeun when he gets to the dorms for blowing out the candles before you :)

Hes so happy and supportive like "yess!! Thats my friend!!" ♡

HUNTER ☆

Everyone jokes that you have "that" type of relationship

Like hes the tall one while youre shorter, he always makes fun of your height but will kick someones ass if they do the same

When you debuted he played the CRAP out of your album

Like 3 in the morning and he just bursts out singing your song

And learns the choreo in a heartbeat, shocking you because hes really good ♡

YECHAN ☆

Your personal ad

"Did you hear that my bestie debuted?"

"Go stream right now!! Im watching you >:|"

Makes sure EVERYONE knows about you

Will randomly burst out dancing if someone says a line/word from your song unintentionally (like saying guitar out loud and hes like "HAHAHA GET A GUITAR 🤓☝️" <- for those that did not understand) ♡

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lovekenney · 11 months

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tag game!! @bubblegumbarbie33 tagged me in hers!!

name: omg yall i have a online name and that is alex, but it is very basic lol. a few ppl call me carmen but most ppl just call me alex or lola.

zodiac sign: ok so ive been told im a gemini cancer cusp but ive also beem told im just a gemini or just a cancer. i myself think i am a cancer lol. my bday is june 21 (guys i have the same birthday as the lana del rey.)

personality type: ive taken the test lmao but i cannot remmeber. okok i looked it up and i am a Entrepreneur ESTP-A / ESTP-T whatever that means! anyway me and madonna have the same how cool is that??

before we hit the road, what snacks are you bringing along on this trip? - we go to the gas station and i pick up the same thing almost every time, unwrapped starbursts, a propel drink (prob watermelon) and whatever other candy i decide i need.

navigator gets to pick the music so what song are you turning on? - it really depends. if im with myself itll probaly be summer bummer lana del rey (or really any song off of btd or paradise) but if im with other ppl we gotta get hyped so baby got back.

what universe from a fantasy TV show would you like to visit? - new chucky series. jennifer likes women so i have a chance.

what about fantasy movies? - this is a lame af answer but i dont really watch fantasy stuff so prob leprechaun. cause you know jennifer aniston.

okay, how about sci-fi TV shows? - s3 stranger things, let me work with steve and robin at scoops ahoy.

Sci-fi movie universe? - under the dome. i wouldnt wanna stay for long but i wanna touch the dome and see what it feels like.

any other TV show or movie universes you'd like to swing by before we move on? - let me get a burger from bobs burgers. also i would like to go to shameless and hit on debbie.

okay hold on to your butts we're switching gears to the fanfic universes. Tell me which fanfic universe we're visiting first? -

Saltbox House On The Coast - Chapter 1 - Keyhouse - Outer Banks (TV) [Archive of Our Own]

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

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let me on this damn ship. (@keyh0use <3)

cool, do you have one more you'd like to stop at before we head home?

Silent as Sunlight - Chapter 1 - Pigzxo - Shameless (US) [Archive of Our Own]

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

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i js wanna watch ian and mickey being cute (not in a creepy way js like they are so cute)

alright, on our way out of fanfic land you get to snag some tropes to bring home and apply to your own life, think fast!- soulmates, au, inspired by lana del rey ( @bubblegumbarbie33 props to you) meet ugly, mute cute, college.

wow, okay, hope those tropes work out for you!! our adventure has finally come to an end, where in the world am I dropping you off? - downtown Chicago. whenever it ell ppl i wanna live there they always say i only do for shameless and that is WRONG. ive always wanted to go there i belong there. ill just wander around petting all the dogs.

dont feel pressured yall butt @svetlanayevgenivna @sugar-spice-everything-vice @bees-flowers @keyh0use andd all my other mutuals i actually talk to have been tagged by @bubblegumbarbie33

#ok so i js copy and pasted the questions lol im so tired but i rlly wanted to do it #so no credits to me lol #this was soo fun #tag game #tagging game #tag meme #this was fun #i lovedddd this #sm #shameless #debbie gallagher #under the dome #chucky #bobs burgers #outerbanks

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raccoon-eyed-rebel · 1 year

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✨If you get this, someone thinks you are awesome!✨

✨Send this anon to 10 blogs that make you happy when you see them on your dash ✨

Hi anon, anon, anon, anon, anon, and anon. I hope you'll forgive me that I'm just gonna answer this once - but with a li'l twist!

I love that people took time out of their lives to tell me they think I'm awesome; I think they're all awesome, too! Now instead of answering this six times and then sending this on to 10 people anonymously... I'm gonna call out the people I was gonna send this to publicly! With a little bonus...

It has to be @geralts-yenn! I couldn't call myself her rodent bestie if I didn't have this number 1 spot reserved for her. Now, first this bitch wonderful person writes me Ray of Sunshine, a modern-day Melot AU wet dream filled with bikers and beaches and sex, but she also hit us with anahita - a Napoleon smutfic so hot you'll be sweating like a whore in church before you're even through the first paragraph. Go read that. You're welcome.

Next, we've got my co-Dutchie @keanureevesisbae, who is busy with her own projects instead of fanfics nowadays. Still: Go read endeavors and thank me later. Or, if you're into a little RPF and want to live life vicariously through sugarbaby Becky there's also sugar sugar, which is very nice as well... (I just want a man to come take me shopping, okay?)

@deandoesthingstome is an amazing writer, I am often jealous of her way with words, and she is one of the kindest people I know on here. Go read Holiday Angel. It has everything. A luxurious mansion to mentally vacay in for a bit, gentle!Dom!August, forbidden fruit romance. It's a long one, but so, so worth it... Another good one? Why, of course! Hall Pass. Just read it. She also deserves a shoutout to being one of the most supportive readers in this entire fandom

They haven't been on here long, but my tumblrverse would already be so incomplete without @ellethespaceunicorn! Not only did they write Treat Me Like A Slut, which has August just the way we like him; dominant and deep inside you, they also found it necessary to write Make That Kitty Purr. And I agree. It was necessary. Nevermind that my babyboy Mikey gets hurt, I'll forgive Elle for that because this shit was so fucking good.

Next up we've got @peyton-warren, who only recently returned from a little Tumblr hiatus, and I thus haven't spoken that much just yet, but the drabble Arresting and Arrested should be enough to get you to take a look at the rest of her masterlist.

Go check out @mayloma, creator of Behind The Curtain, which has a lovely August and some anal action - which means I'm always game! She's also very sweet. I know I haven't read much of her stuff, but if I ever get my act together and get reading again, Yenn assured me there's some Sy to check out here.

It's no secret I don't particularly like my Sy's in the military, which makes it all the more impressive that @sillyrabbit81 wrote one that I did fall head over heels in love with! He's in Even if you don't mean it, and if you haven't read that, go do it now. And I do mean that. Then, perhaps my all-time favorite fic so far has to be The Fallen Wolves Brotherhood. Maybe I should elaborate on that, probably, but instead I'm just gonna say: Bikers. Proceed with caution, because when that next chapter hits, you're gonna have to pause Criminal Minds. I'm also going to leave the link to Prying here, because it's so fucking dirty it melts my brain a little every time I re-read it.

Now, we all love seeing @angryschnauzer on our dashes, keeping things horny on main and yeeting the occasional fic into the dark void that is this hellsite. For instance Cuddles and Snuggles, an unholy combination of Mike and Charles - something that had never even crossed my mind - and a guest appearance from sugardaddy August. Mad perfection. Now my next rec for her may be a little odd, because she makes it very clear that it's a crack fic; Full Mast. I'm a sucker for everything pirate - and so is reader... just check out Part 2...

@poledancingdinos amazed me with You've got me hooked, which has stripping and sex work and Sy, who is great. I think I read this entire (or almost entire?) series in a single night while I was in bed. Couldn't stop... She's also responsible for Soundtrack of Debauchery, which I still haven't finished, because my ADHD has been a bitch, but I started it, and it was very good!!!

#10

And last but not least: @littlefreya. I'm fairly sure there are still things on her massive masterlist I haven't read, and a lot of which I read in my pre- and early fandom tumblr days, and haven't reblogged (for which I apologize, by the way). The sheer vastness of her masterlist makes it a bit tricky to pick, but let's go for some delightful dark fics; The Devil's Tongue and Destroyer of Angels

SO: The challenge. If you're on this list (or if you're not on this list, this is an open invitation to everyone!) rec some fics! Write an essay, like this one, or don't. Toss a few names and some titles in a list and be done with it, that's fine. Recommend one, or ten, or twenty authors. Hell; Recommend yourself! Recommend your favorite artist, link some art! Spread the love!

#anon ask #anon positivity #spread the love #fandom is community #I woke up with an unexpected amount of energy today #fic rec #not mine #author rec list

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heyitsellebell · 9 months

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elle’s diary - Page 53 - 07/01/24 @ 8:17pm

heya! Hope you’re well. My sleep wasn’t so good last night, so I got up at 12pm today. I was quite sleepy so breakfast took a while, I did have blueberry jam and actual blueberries in my toast, which was amazing.

I got ready and then started making the vasilopita cake (pic attached!) to bring to my grandmother’s and grandfather’s (γιαγιάς και παππούς) house this evening. The process isn’t too technical, it just takes time to make it. There’s heaps of butter in it, and some icing sugar, which makes it light. Then there’s the aromatics like orange zest, mahlepi, mastiha, and vanilla essence, which are all yum. And of course the flour and eggs to make it a cake.

There’s also a coin that you put in it before baking it, and whoever gets it gets good luck for the year! The house got it this year, which brings good luck to my immediate family, which is nice. That took the rest of the afternoon to make, and then my mum and I left for my grandparents place, which was lovely. We only just got back half an hour ago. I’m gonna spend the rest of the evening winding down. Hopefully I get a good sleep so I can do some of the vocals for ‘Irish Breakfast’ tomorrow. Alrighty, that’s all for now. Thanks for reading and take care of yourself! <3

lots of love,

elle xoxo

#vasilopita #new year #cake #baking #sweets #daily blog #musician #small artist #indie #indie music #blogger #greek food #music producer #cakes #blueberry #indie artist

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jwscrobbles · 10 years

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Top 50 Songs Scrobbled for the Week Ending 3/15/2015

TW LW Artist - SONG 1 1 Take That – THESE DAYS(2 weeks @ #1) 2 2 D’Angelo & The Vanguard – REALLY LOVE 3 4 J Cole - APPARENTLY 4 3 Taylor Swift – BLANK SPACE(1 week @ #1) 5 5 Nicki Minaj/Drake/Lil Wayne - ONLY 6 6 MNEK – The Rhythm 7 7 Gorgon City/Jennifer Hudson – GO ALL NIGHT 8 9 Ella Henderson - GHOST 9 10 Drake – HOW ABOUT NOW 10 12 Calvin Harris/Ellie Goulding - OUTSIDE 11 15 Usher/Juicy J. – I DON’T MIND 12 14 TV on the Radio – HAPPY IDIOT 13 8 Mark Ronson/Bruno Mars – UPTOWN FUNK (3 weeks @ #1) 14 19 B.o.B./Trey Songz – NOT FOR LONG 15 20 Jessie Ware – WANT YOUR FEELING 16 16 Wale/Jeremih – THE BODY 17 11 Ariana Grande/The Weeknd – LOVE ME HARDER(1 week @ #1) 18 18 Spoon – INSIDE OUT 19 13 Jessie J/2 Chainz – BURNING UP 20 27 Tove Lo – TALKING BODY 21 28 Pitbull/Ne-Yo – TIME OF OUR LIVES 22 26 Madonna – LIVING FOR LOVE 23 30 Maroon 5 - SUGAR 24 31 The Weeknd – EARNED IT 25 23 Nico & Vinz – IN YOUR ARMS 26 24 Sia – BIG GIRLS CRY 27 17 Hozier – TAKE ME TO CHURCH 28 21 Elle Varner – F**K IT ALL 29 29 Nicki Minaj/Drake/Lil Wayne – TRUFFLE BUTTER 30 22 Childish Gambino - SHADOWS 31 42 Beyonce – 7/11 32 25 Milky Chance – STOLEN DANCE 33 39 Banks – BEGGIN FOR THREAD 34 33 Teyana Taylor/PushaT/Yo Gotti - MAYBE 35 40 Ellie Goulding – LOVE ME LIKE YOU DO 36 38 Prince Royce/Snoop Dogg – STUCK ON A FEELING 37 35 Maroon 5/J Cole – ANIMALS(1 week @ #1) 38 32 Phantogram – NOTHING BUT TROUBLE 39 45 Giorgio Moroder/Kylie Minogue – RIGHT HERE, RIGHT NOW 40 46 Ne-Yo/Juicy J – SHE KNOWS 41 34 Charli XCX – BREAK THE RULES 42 36 Mary J. Blige – WHOLE DAMN YEAR 43 41 Sinead Harnett/Snakehips – NO OTHER WAY 44 43 David Guetta/Sam Martin - DANGEROUS 45 37 Iggy Azalea/M – BEG FOR IT 46 48 Nick Jonas - CHAINS 47 44 Nick Jonas – JEALOUS(1 week @ #1) 48 --- Kelly Clarkson – HEARTBEAT SONG 49 --- Sam Smith – LAY ME DOWN 50 49 AlunaGeorge - SUPERNATURAL

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pfhwrittes · 4 months

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hiya p!!! how are you on this fine chewsday ehehehe? um i don’t really have a formal question prepared so i ask what’s some random fact about you?

i’ll go first to break the ice: i can only sleep when wrapped in a perfect caccoon (everything covered so the monsters can’t get me��.unlesss?) & i don’t have a favorite color because they are all really nice (can you tell i’m an artist)

beyond all that, i hope you’re doing well! you looked so cool and SUUAAAVVEE when you posted that picture of your suit

peace, lurv,

elle <3

hi elle!

don't worry about not having a formal question, talk shop tuesday can be as relaxed as you like!

some random facts about me:

my joints are a little bit hypermobile so i can bend my thumbs back to touch my wrists for a party trick! (and before anyone yells at me, i know it's not good for me but in my defence it does look VERY cool/weird/freaky)

i hate having bare feet so i always always always wear socks around the house. today i'm wearing a pair of purple socks with little zebras on them.

i will drink coffee however its served to me. black no sugar? lovely. white and none? perfect. white and 2? stunning. as long as i'm not allergic to the milk you use and it's not decaf, i'll drink it.

thanks for chatting with me friend! 💜

#pfh answers #talk shop tuesday #i love informal questions!#i respect the cocoon to sleep friend - i burrow under my duvet to sleep #and thank you for the compliment! you're very kind! 💜

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theladyfae · 2 years

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I want to know where I am on that graph 👀 👉👈

an angel. the love of my life. I could never bring myself to fight you which is why you'd be able to beat me without breaking a sweat, but I'd be fine with it </3

@ mutuals, find out how fight-able you are

#everytime you say something its just so true and right #especially when it comes to lovesquare ideas #also the other day.... miracuclass shenanigans doc...#sugar only for elle <3 #faera's

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elleaftermidnight · 3 years

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okay okay okay, picture this…

sugar daddy!ushijima loving to spend obscene amounts of money on you in the form of surprise gifts that show up out of nowhere when he misses you most.

sugar daddy!ushijima having to hide a smirk any time he’s asked if he has a special someone in his life during interviews paired with the same subtle stare he gives you when he pounds into you at the camera for only you to understand.

sugar daddy!ushijima making sure you have all of his latest merch in his size because he loves to fuck you from behind as you wear it.

sugar daddy!ushijima buying you a new phone specifically so it has more storage so he can take all the pretty little pictures of you begging for more. kneeling for him. spreading yourself for him. pictures of him wrapping his hand gently around your throat as you bounce on his dick and he kisses down your neck.

sugar daddy!ushijima always sending a new set of lingerie when he wants to meet up soon or sending scandalous pictures of you in old lingerie that he particularly liked. (and always with your favorite flower because he’s still a little old fashioned and you let it slip one time that you thought it was really sweet).

sugar daddy!ushijima being more than willing to simply be your very rich boyfriend (and hopefully future husband) if only you wouldn’t worry so much about him thinking you’re still only looking at him like a money bag that can give you anything you want so long as you fuck him.

-📷

elle’s feeling thirsty. mdni. or else i'll bite you (unaffectionate)

mhmm it’s a yes from me bc now you got me thinking about

sugar daddy!ushijima who keeps a polaroid camera by the bed so he can take pictures of you just as you cum around his cock. your eyes screwed shut, tears staining your cheeks, and mouth parting in a breathless moan. he keeps one of them in his wallet.

sugar daddy!ushijima who takes you to the most luxurious hotels in the city and has you pressed against the window, the glass cool on your skin as you looked out over the bright city lights, his cock mercilessly slamming into you from behind.

sugar daddy!ushijima who keeps tearing every set of lingerie he buys for you because he’s unable to hold back on his strength whenever you step out in a pretty new number. that doesn’t matter though, he can always keep buying new ones.

sugar daddy!ushijima who buys you the most expensive jewellery, but never lets you take any of it off when he fucks you, loving the way the bracelets wrap around your wrists when you grab a hold of his arm, or the way the necklace around your neck bounces with the rest of you when you’re riding his dick.

sugar daddy!ushijima who adores it when you suck him off in the limo on the way to an important event. he’ll loosen his tie ever so slightly, breathless at the sight of you getting on your knees and your lips wrapped around him. he’ll grab your chin and wipes off the saliva that’s trickled down the corner of your mouth, thanking you for treating him so well.

sugar daddy!ushijima who takes loves it when you come to see him just before a game starts, bringing your lips up to his ear in a whisper, “if you win this one, i'll let you do whatever you want to me tonight.” ushijima chuckles, as if you don’t already let him do that. but he’ll look around the locker room to see if you were truly alone before giving your ass a quick squeeze, “i suppose you have no plans on walking tomorrow.”

📷anon your mind?? please sugar daddy!toshi is all i could ever want and more </3

#💧 — glass of water.hq #besties I am down bad tonight </3 #haikyuu smut #ushijima smut #haikyuu x reader #ushijima x reader #haikyuu thirsts #ushijima thirsts #haikyuu headcanons #ushijima headcanons

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pompadourpink · 3 years

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A beginner’s guide

Bonjour! Is there a list of things that a french beginner should learn, is there a specific order to learn topics in french? Also, love your blog, it helps me a lot.

Hello, thanks love you too! Here's roughly how to proceed:

#1. Genders.

Nouns, adjectives, determiners and past participles in French are either masculine or feminine. There is no neutral.

Known: LE/LA/L’ (+ vowel) + singular, LES + plural (The girl)

Unknown: UN/UNE + singular, DES + plural (A cat)

Uncountable: DU/DE LA + singular, DES + plural (Sugar)

How do I know what gender an item is?

Those that end with a consonant are likely masculine (Un éléphant), those that end with an -e likely feminine (Une girafe), especially if it follows a couple of the same consonant (Une tasse). A noun or adjective can be ‘gender-neutral’, or épicène (Juge, Drôle). There are obviously exceptions (Nation, Incendie).

What’s an uncountable item?

It’s a group of items that are either too small or too large to be counted: fruit, sugar, flour, people, etc (ex: Du sable, Des gens).

Let’s practice: Le facteur et la boulangère sont mariés. La ministre est sortie. Un chien aboie dehors. J’ai mangé du pain.

#2. Numbers.

To turn a singular into a plural, adding an -s is your most popular option. It can also be an -x (Bijou, Feu), nothing if the singular ends in -z, -s, -x (Nez); some words only exist as plurals (Ciseaux). There are a few irregulars (Oeil/yeux, Monsieur/messieurs, Madame/mesdames, Animal/animaux).

Let’s practice: J’ai deux petits frères qui sont nés (past participle) en 1998. J’ai un chat sur les genoux. Il y a des noix dans mes gâteaux. Mes yeux sont noirs.

#3. Verbs.

Verbs belong to one of three groups: -er except Aller (90%), -ir with a few exceptions, and the bin (auxiliaries Être and Avoir, Aller, -re, -oir, -ir exceptions). They can be modal (Should) or reflexive: preceded by an object pronoun (Je m’appelle).

The most useful verbs are:

Être: to be, avoir: to have, faire: to do/make, dire: to say, pouvoir: can, aller: to go, voir: to see, savoir: to know, vouloir: want, venir: to come, falloir: to have to, devoir: must, croire: to believe, trouver: to find, donner: to give, prendre: to take, mettre: to put down/place, laisser: to let, to need: avoir besoin de (...)

#4. Tenses.

The most useful tenses are:

Indicative present (J'aime le fromage - I like cheese)

Imperfect (J'aimais le fromage - I liked cheese)

Perfect (J'ai aimé le fromage - I have liked cheese)

Future (J'aimerai le fromage - I will like cheese)

Present conditional (J'aimerais le fromage - I would like cheese)

Present subjunctive (Je veux que tu prennes le fromage - I want you to take the cheese) triggered by certain verbs + que.

N.B.: There are irregular past participles (Être: été, Avoir: eu, Voir: vu, etc.).

Let’s practice: Je ne sais pas. Il dessinait bien. Nous sommes venus. Ils te verront quand ils reviendront. Vous seriez partis tôt.

#5. Function words.

Personal pronouns: Tu manges du pain

Demonstrative pronouns: Celui de ma soeur est mieux

Possessive determiners: C'est ton chien

Contracted words: Elle est au parc

Coordinating conjunctions: J'y vais mais j'ai peur

Subordinating conjunctions: Je demanderai quand il rentrera

Linkers: On se voit plus tard

Let’s practice: Je crois qu’elle sera à l’heure mais je peux me tromper. Pourquoi est-ce que tu pars? Nous reviendrons plus tard, quand il fera plus beau. Vous ne devez pas être en retard sans raison. C’est là, celle à droite.

#6. Basic knowledge.

Accents

Adverbs

Calendar

Colours

Conversation

En + Y

Family

Food

Negations

Numbers

Prepositions

Questions

Relative pronouns

Terminations

Time

Tu or Vous

As you're mastering those, start practising.

Listen to music, podcasts, books while looking at the transcription - don't translate, get used to the pronunciation and the word chewing. Record yourself reading.

Then, start reading. I recommend starting with children's literature, especially books you already know in English. Things like Le petit prince or Perrault's fairytales should be accessible.

Use Reverso and Deepl as if you were paid to.

Study the pronunciation posts. The devil is in the details.

Learn vocabulary every week. Avoid translating English word by word, it's often a fool's bet; make a simpler sentence instead.

Explore my grammar tag once in a while.

#masterpost #studying

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mrsmaybank · 3 years

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Crushing - Spencer Reid x Fem!Reader

“Reid, stop giving JJ’s intern bedroom eyes. It fuckin’ weirds me out.”

A/N: I love baby genius, season one Reid so much. I wanted to give him a soulmate. Soulmate is you: shy and also a baby genius. Okay, thanks for reading. This was honestly just for me.

CW: Implied Smut, Mild Cursing, shitty writing

“Who...Who is that?” Dr. Spencer Reid, debatably the wordiest boy Derek Morgan had ever met, was suddenly at a loss for words. Maybe it was your perfectly sculpted face, your shoes, the copy of The Kreutzer Sonata held to your chest, your chest, or maybe a mix of it all. Whatever it was, at sight of you walking through the office doors, he was stripped of his ability to speak.

“That’s JJ’s new intern.” Morgan said plainly, before noticing the completely enamored look on his friend’s face. “What, pretty boy?” Reid couldn’t even be bothered to reply. He was too busy studying every detail of your frame.

“You think she’s cute or something kid?” Morgan playfully jabbed his shoulder, Spencer’s face instantly flushing an embarrassing shade of red.

“What?!” He shrieked, “I-no! That’s not..No!” That’s a lie.

“I just..I didn’t know JJ was getting an intern.” That though, was true.

“She’s supposed to be pretty impressive. Let’s go meet her.” he started in the direction of the coffee stand, where you and JJ had begun chatting. Before Spencer could protest out of his shyness, he was being dragged along.

“Morgan,” JJ smiled, “Spence,” she nodded in his direction, “This is Y/N Y/L/N. My godsent savior.” JJ beamed in your direction.

You smiled more sheepishly then you would’ve liked, muttering a “Hopefully.” that got a laugh from Morgan and a “Oh, please.” from JJ, but nothing from the man in the glasses. You did your best not to read into it.

“Derek Morgan.” the muscular agent extended his hand to shake yours, an offer you timidly but happily accepted.

The taller, lankier, younger, incredibly cute man next to him stuffed one of his hands in his pocket and shifted uncomfortably with a small wave, “I’m uh, Doctor Spencer Reid, oh! Uh, you don’t have to, uh call me Doctor. No..” He shook his head, “Just Spencer is fine.” He looked at you with wide eyes that sent butterflies berserk in your stomach and swiped his tongue in between his lips that only made them go crazier. JJ had told you all about the team. About the magnificently brilliant Dr. Spencer Reid, his 3 PhDs and eidetic memory, and all the other quirks you’d have to know in order to work with him, but had failed to mention how utterly hot he was. You felt a crush hijacking your system already. Dear god.

“It’s nice to meet you both.” Your hands gripped your book tighter as you shifted onto your tiptoes, “I’ve heard really exceptional things.”

The conversation was set to continue, but Morgan and JJ were summoned by Hotch to the closed doors of his office. Leaving the resident genius and you starting at each other with tight lip smiles.

Spencer started first, “The Kreutzer Sonata is great.” He excitedly continued, “It uh, it actually used to be a pretty bold book to carry around. After the work had been forbidden in Russia by censors, there was actually a mimeographed version that was widely circulated. Then in 1890, the United States Post Office Department prohibited the mailing of newspapers containing serialized installments of it too. Theodore Roosevelt even called Tolstoy a-”

His enthusiasm was beyond endearing. You finished for him with a soft smile, "Sexual moral pervert.”

Spencer’s lips upturned in a smile. It was rare somebody in the office could finish his sentences. And he couldn’t help but replay the crass words being said in your soft voice. He felt a crush hijacking his system already. Dear god.

“Most people don’t recognize it in the original Russian.” Spencer heard you say.

“Most people probably wouldn’t recognize it in English.” he retorted.

You laughed, “Yeah, you’re right.”

Spencer wasn’t even kidding. “I’m not joking.” He shook his head. “It’s unfortunate how many people aren’t even vaguely familiar with Tolstoy.”

“It is.” you agreed. “You went to Caltech, correct?”

He smiled, “Yes.”

“I almost did too. Decided last minute on Columbia.”

“You went to Columbia?” he asked.

“I just graduated.”

“How old are you?” he asked before quickly correcting himself, “I’m sorry! That was forward! I am not...I’m not trying to undermine your studies with your age, I promise. I’m just curious.”

“No! It’s okay!” You got out fast. “I’m 19. I graduated high school a little bit early.”

“Me too.” He smiled. “12, actually.”

Your eyes went wide, “12?”

“Yes, um, in a Las Vegas public high school.” He winced, but the self-deprecation somehow came out charming, “I uh,” His eyes narrowed, “didn’t go to a lot of parties.”

That made you wholeheartedly laugh. “Me neither! I graduated at 15, which you know is the age everybody else starts. It created a really weird dynamic because the older kids in my grade didn’t like me, but the underclassmen my age really didn’t like me.”

Instead of the laugh you were expecting, Spencer just gave you a pensive stare.

“Um..I can’t see why. I think you’re very likeable.” The compliment would’ve been strange exchanged by anybody other than Spencer to you.

“Wait till you get to know me.” You said it through a smile but so softly you were afraid he might not be able to hear it, but he did.

And that was confirmed when he flashed you the most incredible, toothy grin you’d ever seen. “I uh, I doubt there will be any change in opinion.”

“Well, um, I’m sure- I think! You’re very likeable as well Dr. Reid.” you said.

“That’s what you say now.” He retorted in the same coy tone you had earlier.

You shook your head, “You’ll find I can be insufferably stubborn.”

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After two weeks, there was little Spencer could do to hide his massive crush affinity for you from the team.

In the bullpen:

You guys had locked eyes and were mouthing out exchanged of No’s and Yes’s from across the room. There was an ongoing half-serious dispute about whether or not Xanthippe slept with Plato.

Morgan glided in his wheeled chair to whisper into Spencer’s ear.

“Reid, stop giving JJ’s intern bedroom eyes. It fuckin’ weirds me out.” He said, shoving files into the cabinet below Reid’s desk.

“I’m..I’m not.. I--what? Bedr--No!” Reid whisper-shouted back.

On the jet:

“Reid?” Gideon called Spencer, “Chess?” He motioned towards the board.

“Yes, sure. Just give me a second. I’m almost done. I’m reading Infinite Jest. I don’t usually enjoy literature if it isn’t classic, even less so if it’s American. But..” Spencer smiled, “Y/N likes the author.” He continued his fast-paced reading of the third-to-last chapter of the book.

Morgan and Gideon exchanged glances.

Even in front of you:

You opened a sugar packet and began stirring.

“De Revolutionibus Orbium Coelestium is still some of the best work on heliocentric theory out there, I think. Copernicus knew what he was talking about!” You spun on your heels to see Reid’s face contorted in disagreement. You giggled, “Don’t give me that face! I’m right!”

He took a sip of his coffee as to keep himself quiet. “Listen, cosmological theory is for…”

But the pair of you were interrupted, it was Elle, standing behind you and in front of Spencer.

“New skirt?” Elle asked as you turned, back now facing Reid. She was pouring herself a cup of coffee too.

“Yes!” You excitedly nodded. “You like it?”

Elle looked up and down, but not at you. The judgmental eyes were for the man behind you. She pursed her lips, “Not just me.”

The only face redder than yours was Reid’s.

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Nights spent in a bar after a case that had dragged on far too long was nothing new, but the energy tonight was especially light. Gideon had refused, but everybody else was just relaxed, even Hotch, and the team just got happier at each other's happiness. It was great, really. As Hotch and Morgan sipped on whiskey, JJ and Penelope had already downed four sugary, colorful cocktails and were in a whispered fit of giggles. Elle and Spencer settled on a tamer option of an IPA Spencer couldn’t name.

“SPENCER!” Penelope excitedly shouted, “Y/N is literally you! You’re both adorable! You’re both geniuses! You’re both young!” She drew on her rant, “And if you have a crush on her you should just tell her!” JJ’s eyes widened in embarrassment as she tried to cover Penelope’s mouth.

Morgan and Elle erupted in soft laughter while Hotch cracked an uncharacteristically amused smile.

“Spence, I swear, I didn’t say that! I just...I may have mentioned how happy you get every time she’s around! And how you guys can talk for literally hours!” JJ defended, her words slurring in silly drunkenness.

Spencer rolled his eyes. This wasn’t the first time they teased him about you, and it probably wouldn’t be the last time either.

“I don’t have a crush on her! We just….we like the same things! It gives us a lot to talk about.”

“Yeah?” Morgan said through a laugh, “And what is it that boy and girl wonder talk about so much?”

“Well, uh.. a lot of things. But I find she gets the most excited when we are discussing the theories of postmodernism, in that apparent realities are actually just social constructs and veritable realities are subject to change, and uh... we like to talk about linguistics….political philosophy….history... mathematic theory...and uh, oh! Doctor Who.”

Spencer was blushing and spoke about you like a teenage girl did their boyband crush, and the team noticed. They didn’t even need to say it out loud. Spencer gathered from the way they looked back at him.

“I heard she lent you a book too, Reid.” Hotch said before taking a sip from his glass.

“Yes! She did!” He smiled, “It was her copy of Pale Fire. She has an impressive collection of 19th century Russian literature. All in its original dialect! Some of it’s even annotated, which usually would annoy me but since it’s her thoughts and notes I sort of find it endearing.”

“Dr. Reid is endeared!” Greenaway shrieked.

“Yeah,” he nodded, pushing his glasses up a little higher on his nose, “I find her incredibly endearing.”

“Y’all that sounded like a dorky love confession.” Morgan said as the team erupted in laughter and Reid’s head fell in a smile. There was no point in denying it anymore: He really, really liked you.

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Within two months, you and Spencer had finally put your shyness aside, and spent a very lovely evening at watching an orchestra at the Smithsonian Music, and sharing noodles at your favorite Thai restaurant. And then you guys spent some time on your couch. And then in your bed. And then in the shower. And then in the kitchen. You were both very sexually frustrated.

For the following two months, as soon as you both stepped out of the office, it was very, very hard to keep your hands off each other. Could either of you help it though? Teenage geniuses don’t experience parties, or football games, or clumsy sex. The time was perfect to make up for it.

And you guys did. The sex part at least. “Football involves a lot of dirt. And germs. And sweat.”

“Oh my god!” you shrieked. His hands were in a place they found themselves more and more often: Your pants.

“Does it feel good?” he asked, continuing his pattern of small circles on that particular bundle of nerves.

“It feels great.” You nodded.

“I uh, I’ve been researching the female anatomy.”

You closed your eyes and nodded your head, but trying to focus on your boyfriends newfound intellect. “It’s fascinating, isn’t it?”

He watched your undoing with boyish adoration and curiosity before swallowing, “Very.”

“Oh fuck!” Your legs began to shake, “Spencee...I’m gonn--”

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You and Spencer just understood each other.

#drspencerreid #dr spencer reid #dr reid #criminalminds #reid criminal minds #spencer reid x you #spencer reid x reader #Spencerreid #spencer reid reader insert #spencer x y/n #reid x reader #spencer reid #professor reid x reader #professor reid #season1 reid

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Do you know any good henderhoper fics to recommend?

Yeah of course!

every night my mind is running around her - magneticwave | In which Nancy gets married, Lucas gets hot, and Dustin gets to give lots of people advice that he’s only moderately qualified to dispense. (written before s2 came out)

this is where i live - ashleygail/saraswaisglass | Dustin cleared his throat, scratching at the back of his head with the hand that wasn’t currently in El’s grip. “I think I might know where Mike is.” Dustin said, voice low. Will took a step closer to hear him better. “I mostly pretend I.. don’t know he goes there. But before I tell you, there’s something else you need to know first.” (byler-centric)

Sugar Coated Peaches - thiccpecans | El helps Dustin with his homework while they share a can of sliced peaches.

the harder the fall - WhatsATerrarium/autisticmurraybauman | A chat fic / modern epistolary longfic in which El’s powers are revealed on social media.

you're the starry skies above me - fentybeauties | Dustin likes to think back on the little moments that encapsulate his relationship with Jane.

#! pink flowers grow from my skin - misachisa | dustin and el go on a picnic together and make flower crowns together ♡

what you wanted - unknown | dustin never even considered that maybe he liked her as more than a friend. it’s el hopper. the chief's daughter. will’s sister. the coolest chick he’d ever known... the first person mike wheeler had ever loved. maybe the love of mike’s life. So... no. He didn’t like El. Not at all. Never even considered it.

untitled one-shot - a-dealwithgod | summer camp; based on this moodboard.

recommendations for francophones below the cut:

Jalousie - Rowen_Gouda | Jane a appris un peu partout qu'un petit-copain jaloux était un petit-copain amoureux. Mais Dustin n'est absolument pas jaloux.

L'aveu - ibid. | Dustin doit dire quelque chose à Jane mais ne sait pas comment.

Malade - ibid. | Dustin est malade et il ne peut pas dormir. (post-saison 3)

Sous la pluie - ibid. | Elfe est coincée sous la pluie avec le cadeau pour son frère.

Cadeaux - ibid. | Dustin emballe des cadeaux avec Elfe car elle ne sait pas comment faire.

Ni donjons ni dragons - ibid. | Le barde grimpa sur scène et gratta les cordes de son luth, attirant l'attention de tous les clients de la taverne sur lui alors que sa voix s'élevait dans le bâtiment.

Sous un œil bienveillant - oOoPlumeStilinskioOo | Dustin est amoureux, mais ne le sait pas comment le dire (...)

#henderhop #anonymous #answered asks #thank you for the ask!

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mercy-burning · 3 years

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Mercy’s WIP List

Here’s a running list of all the works I have in progress! We all know I can’t schedule anything to save my life because I get sidetracked and I’m indecisive as hell, so this way I (and you!) can keep track of everything I have in the works. It’s also important to note that the titles and descriptions of these WIPs are subject to change the more I work on them!

SFW

Shooting Stars || Spencer x fem!Reader; fluff/angst — Y/N thinks she’s finally met the man of her dreams, but it looks like he already has someone else on the mind. (Inspired by Right Guy Wrong Time by Tenille Arts)

A Flash of Time || Spencer x fem!Reader; angst/bittersweet ending — Years have passed since Y/N and Spencer broke up. One day they bump into each other at a park and decide to reminisce.

NSFW

Star Street || Spencer x fem!Reader; fluff/smut — Spencer can’t seem to get the cute, flirty waitress from the Star Street Cafe out of his head.

Exposure || therapist!Spencer x fem!Reader; pure smut — After a negative sexual experience has derailed her life, Y/N’s therapist is determined to help her find her footing again.

Caretaker || Spencer x fem!Reader; smut — Spencer’s giant crush on Y/N only grows tenfold when she’s seven months pregnant.

Dream Come Two || Emily x fem!Reader x Spencer; pure smut — Y/N wants to have some fun with her and her adorably submissive-looking co-worker.

Loveless || Spencer x fem!Reader; angst, minor smut — After a one-night stand causes unexpected pregnancy, Spencer and Y/N get married out of convenience. But are they really in love?

Sipped Her Like An Old Fashioned || Elle x fem!Reader; pure smut — Elle and Y/N take the opportunity to get in some much-needed one-on-one time.

Warm & Sweet || sugar baby!Spencer x fem!Reader; fluff, smut — After a rather grueling day at work, Spencer comes over to visit his one true source of comfort.

Firsts || Spencer x fem!Reader: fluff, vague smut — Vignettes that chronicle a lifetime full of firsts between Spencer and Y/N.

New Light || Spencer x fem!Reader; smut, humor? — One morning, Y/N wakes up to a scream and a pounding on her door. When she goes to see who’s making all the noise, she finds what she least expected: Herself.

Wildflower || Chip x fem!Reader; fluff, smut — After spending years travelling from city to city, Chip stumbles into a small town where the local open mic performer sweeps him off his feet.

Don’t Be A Stranger || Spencer x fem!Reader; smut — Spencer and Reader shared a rather intimate moment before he was taken away to prison. Now, after he’s been released and plenty of time has passed, the two dance around each other until they give in once more.

Bad Date || Spencer x fem!Reader; smut — After the events of Entropy, Reader comes home to find her roommate rather frazzled after a so-called ‘bad date’. She aims to make him feel better.

Come Home (TITLE PENDING) || Spencer x fem!Reader; angst, smut (otherwise known as SMANGST) — Reader and Spencer are in the process of getting a divorce... So why do they keep coming back to each other?

TITLE PENDING || Spencer x fem!Reader; smut — Re-write of Truth or Dare, where Reader and Spencer avoid each other at Rossi’s wedding and try to sort everything out

Wicked, Beautiful Things || Eddie Munson x fem!Reader; smut — Reader is Eddie’s tutor, she’s crushing on him hard... it’s lots of fun hehehe

Diamonds (TITLE PENDING) || John Wick x fem!Reader; smut, fluff — Just fluffy, smutty goodness with Reader and a very doting John Wick

ONGOING SERIES (all NSFW)

Losing You Twice (Parts 3, 4, 5, and 6)

Summer of Sin (Your Favorite Bonus Chapter)

Fake Fiancée Part 4

A Little Familiar (chapters November-October, Again)

Something LIke That (Chapters 4-?)

Exposure Part 2

UPCOMING SERIES (pls don’t ask me when they’ll come out, i have no clue alksdjflkdjf)

Project Parabellum || Spencer x fem!Reader; NSFW; enemies to lovers, fake dating, bodyguard trope — A cult leader, who Spencer put away years ago on a secret project, breaks out of prison, putting his life in danger. And who better to protect him that Secret Service Agent Y/N Y/L/N?

Songbird || Spencer x fem!Reader; NSFW, tons of angst — Reader is an aspiring musician, she and Spencer have a complicated relationship turned friendship turned pining MESSES

#mercy wips #for reference #sorry i'm posting this late in the day #i just want to get it out of the way so I have it to reference when i don't know what i want to write #thank you pom for the idea to do this it's hella helpful #gave me an excuse to clean out my wips and get things organized!

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About Time (Reid Fic)

Summary: Reader’s offer to help Morgan renovate one of his properties makes Spencer jealous enough to confess what he never could before.

A/N: I try to avoid specific Reid eras in my works so that it can be up to you how you imagine him, but please just imagine seasons 1 or 2 Spencer - I’m telling you it’ll make the experience richer. Also, I might improve this fic in the near future bc I’m not entirely happy with it. Category: Drabble, Fluff Pairing: Fem!Reader x Spencer Reid Content Warning: None Word Count: 2.5k Playlist: Would You Be So Kind by Dodie

✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:* 　

Clink … Clink … Clink …

The repetitive noise was barely discernible at first, then it became all that I could focus on.

In an attempt to find the source, I looked up from my paperwork and scanned the room. It only took me half a second to discover that Morgan was the culprit.

From across the round table, I watched as Derek absentmindedly stirred his coffee and sugar together, making a ‘clink’ noise each time his spoon hit the rim of the cup. This wouldn’t have been bothersome had it not persisted for more than 10 minutes which, by all accounts, is plenty of time for the sugar to dissolve.

“Derek… ” I sort of sang, trying to capture his attention as nicely as possible.

“Derek.” I repeated, this time a little less quietly and a little more sharply. Still, my voice did nothing to stop the noisy stirring of his coffee. I stayed silent for a second, just in case he finally noticed I was speaking to him, but when he didn’t, I gave a concerned look to Spencer beside me as if to ask if he was seeing what I was and he returned just the same expression of confusion.

That’s when I knew something was wrong.

“Derek!” I said even louder, finally catching his attention.

His head snapped in my direction, his ghost-like countenance falling away after looking directly at me. I was relieved to see proof of life had been regained behind his eyes. The abrupt reaction made me squint harder in his direction to decipher what was truly going on. “Is everything okay? You were kind of zoning out just now.”

He sighed while rubbing the sleep from his eyes. “It’s nothing. I just had a late night last night and I didn’t go to bed till three this morning.”

“Oh?” I asked coyly. “And what was her name?” I brought my mug to my lips to hide my growing smirk behind the rim.

He didn’t catch on right away, which to me was more than enough evidence that he wasn’t well. He was usually the first to be aware of an innuendo, maybe even the one to be making it. “Whose name?”

“The girl that kept you up till three this morning.” I mimicked his voice in crude yet playful imitation.

To this, he shook his head and rolled his eyes with a grin. “Alright, get your pretty lil’ head out of the gutter, Kitten. I was busy fixing up a property I got down in Emporia. Lost track of time. That’s all.”

Whether or not he was hiding something more, I didn’t care anymore. He’d piqued my interest in this new topic. “Emporia? That’s like 2 or 3 hours away.”

His eyebrows lifted in agreement. “Yeah, like I said - late night.”

Not even trying to tempt him with my words, I simply remarked, “But I mean it can’t be that hard though, right? Fixing up the house?”

There was no verbal response from him, only a mirthless chuckle.

I was less careful with my words than I should’ve been, letting them flow through my mouth without filtering them first. “I’m just saying, I worked with Habitat For Humanity for years. We built thousands of houses from scratch, each of them within a matter of days.”

He sat up in his seat and leaned forward to assert himself. It was nearly the same mannerisms he would display in an interview when he wanted to maintain dominance. “Well, that’s because you got how many people working on one house?”

When I didn’t answer, he simply tapped the table and leaned back comfortably in his seat, prematurely relishing in a self-proclaimed victory. “Yeah, exactly. Whereas, it’s just little ol’ me fixing up these properties.”

“Okay, then I’ll help you.”

He only snickered in response, lending way for me to believe he didn’t trust that I’d provide any sort of productive assistance.

“I will!” I insisted. “Since you’re so convinced those houses were only built as fast as they were because it was a group effort, I want to prove to you that it’s actually because I’m just a fast worker.”

“It’s not a race, Kitten. All I said was it took me a while to fix up the house. I don’t need you to help. And I wouldn’t be paying you even if you did, by the way.”

“Oh, I’m not doing this for money,” I reasserted. “I’m doing this for pride. I know I’m right, and I want you to know it, too.”

It’s worth mentioning that Derek and I made these kinds of bets all the time. Our friendship was practically built on the foundation of competition. The first interaction I ever had with him was when he came up to me while I was arranging my desk to ask what I thought the odds were that he could toss his paper ball into the trashcan across the bullpen.

Years Ago . . .

“What are the chances I’ll make the shot?” I heard a deep, unfamiliar voice inquire from behind me.

“You’re aiming for the trashcan all the way over there? No way.” This voice I knew was Elle’s. She’d been the second person to introduce herself to me and if I had to guess, the deeper voice belonged to the guy I recalled sitting diagonally from her. I made eye contact with him when I initially walked in, but he hadn’t taken the time to introduce himself to me, nor I to him. He seemed a little preoccupied … making a paper ball and all.

“Actually, if Morgan’s throw had specific arc, the trajectory of the ball would -”

“He’s not making it, Reid.” Elle cut off the small, almost mousy voice promptly, shutting down any ‘pro-Morgan-making-the-shot’ argument he was about to make.

You could get a lot from just listening. Some might call it eavesdropping, but I like to call it being observant, and from what I’d observed

A) The one throwing the ball was Morgan.

B) The smart-sounding one was Reid.

C) Reid was a proponent of Morgan, so I could assume they were close friends.

D) There were three very distinct, very different personalities in this general vicinity of desks alone.

“O’ ye of little faith! Gimme a break, Elle. You’re just busting my balls ‘cause Reid came to me about Lila before he came to you.”

“That has nothing to do with the fact that I’m right.”

“No, but it means you have bias.” Derek retorted.

“Fine then. If it means that much to you to have an unbiased opinion, let’s ask someone impartial - like Anderson.”

“Actually, I have a better idea,” The deep voice said as soon as I’d placed the last item on my desk - a stack of sticky notes in the shape of a cat’s face that’d been gifted to me the moment I exited the elevator by Penelope Garcia.

“Excuse me, Kitten,” The deep voice purred. “You think I could get this ball into that trash bin right over there?”

It took me a second to register that he was addressing me until I realized where the nickname originated from and that it had belonged to me - I could thank Penelope for that.

“Oh, um …” I looked around the room like somehow it would have my answer. In some ways, it did.

I made contact with Reid first. He smiled weakly at me with tender awkwardness that melted my heart a little bit. Meanwhile, Elle’s eyes were luring me to join her on the dark side and say he wouldn’t make it. To be fair, riling him up seemed like fun. I’d be on Elle’s good side, gain her approval, and if I executed my jest playfully enough, I’d be on Morgan’s good side, too.

“No shot in hell, big guy.”

Present Time . . .

That’s how it all started - this sibling-like rivalry. Ever since then, we’ve been challenging each other like our lives depended on it. And if I had to make it my life’s mission to win this most recent bet, then so be it.

“Alright, kitten, I’ll take you up on that offer. I’ll pick you up at 9 on Saturday.”

We sealed the deal with a cross-table handshake, and at that moment, I hadn’t realized it - only when I thought back to it, did I notice - Reid had been watching the entire interaction unfold. Misinterpreting every painstaking second of it.

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Sticking true to his word, Derek had taken up my offer in spades. Not the least bit shy in delegating me each and every duty there could possibly be.

I’ll admit, he used my pride to his advantage. Because while I was practically doing all the handy-work imaginable inside the property, he was resting on his laurels outside, probably taking up the view of rolling green hills that went on forever just beyond the front yard.

It just so happened that that would be our maintained, respective locations for the unexpected arrival of Derek’s very first (very unhappy) guest.

I was inside painting when I heard the placid squeak of Derek getting up from his Adirondack chair on the wraparound porch. I remember peeking my head out of the doorway for a second to see if he was finally going to come inside and help me, but lo and behold, I caught him walking further away from the entrance. While I might’ve given an eye roll of annoyance at the action, I thought nothing of it. Not until I heard Derek speaking to an eerily familiar secondary voice.

“What are you doing here?” I could hear Derek ask. My ears had perked up like a dog on high alert.

“Don’t play dumb. You’re trying to … to -” The second voice stammered.

“Spit it out, kid!”

“You’re trying to steal my girl!” Whoever it was, was desperate to speak with conviction, maybe even malice, to prove some level of strength that could match Derek’s, but they tried and failed.

“Whoa, whoa, whoa. Steal your girl? What the hell are you talking about, man?”

“You know I like her! And yet you’re just hanging out with her alone now? On one of your desolate properties? Can’t you see how suspicious that looks? You’re supposed to be my friend.”

I’d stopped painting completely at this point so I could take asylum behind the closed door. I could place that voice anywhere, and I needed to press my ear against the only thing separating it from me to confirm what I already knew.

“Reid, I am your friend,” And there it was. Reid? “And as your friend, I’m telling you: lower your voice unless you want her to hear you.”

“Don’t patronize me. Just tell me,” Spencer, if anything, spoke louder. Perhaps he did want me to hear him, or he simply wanted to defy Derek. “Why do you flirt with her?”

“Flirt?” Derek seemed appalled at the word. It would’ve been offensive that he was disgusted at the thought of engaging with me in that manner had I not felt the same way. What we were doing was not flirting - by any stretch of the imagination.

“You know what I’m talking about. You call her ‘Kitten,’ you both make sexual innuendos that you think fly over my head, you invite her to come over.”

“Slow your roll, Pretty Boy. First of all, ‘Kitten’ is just a nickname I gave her the first time we met because I didn’t know what her actual name was. You know that - you were there. Second, the sexual innuendos are just playful jabs at the fact that I sleep around. Low hanging-fruit. Third, inviting her to come over might seem suspicious, but if you walk in there right now, you’ll see that nothing is going on between us. She’s just here to help.”

I wanted any excuse to walk out there myself and announce my nearby presence. Confront Spencer and tell him I heard everything. Ask him where any of this was coming from. How he could think, for even a second, that there was something between me and Morgan.

Turns out, I didn’t need an excuse. I had already walked out.

Spencer gulped hard when he saw me. And for that I felt sorry for him. He looked so unlike himself. His hair was disheveled like he’d ran his fingers through it a million times out of stress. His outfit was strangely untidy, the buttons of his cuff unclasped. “Could you ... did you-”

“I heard everything,” I clarified to the dumbfounded shell of a man standing at the base of Morgan’s stairs.

It was a triangle of stares between us all. Exchanging quizzical glances in a battle of wills to see who would fold first. I was looking at Reid, Reid was looking at me, then he looked at Morgan, who looked back at him, then at me. Like I said, a triangle of stares.

“Um ... I’ll leave you two to talk. I’ll just be inside.”

I suppose there were worse ways to finally get Morgan off his ass and working.

Reid trailed Morgan with his eyes, while I simply waited for the sound of the door shutting behind me. It took a few more seconds until one of us had the gall to speak.

“Did you mean what you said? About liking me?” This question that I posed went unanswered for what felt like minutes. Looking at Reid, I could tell he wanted to say something, he just didn’t know what.

The soul was willing, but the flesh was weak.

“If you’re not ready to admit it, that’s okay. But then why did you really come here, Spencer? To yell at Morgan for possibly making a move on me? Because now’s your chance. Make your move, Spence.” I descended the stairs, stopping to stand on the very last step so I’d hover a mere inch above him. “Make a move.”

Make a move, he did.

Warm, clammy hands that were disproportionately bigger than the rest of his body caught my face so that unbelievably, inconceivably soft lips could make their fierce attack with no resistance. His fingers laced through my hair until his hand found the nape of my neck. He used that as leverage to pull me impossibly closer.

When he was just one step away from sucking my soul out of me, I laid my palm on his chest and pushed him slightly backward. I think I heard him laughing when I did this, probably to hide the shame of letting himself commit so fully to the moment that he forgot just how intense his passion was.

His eyes fluttered open and his lips were still contorted in a pucker. It took him a second, but it finally came.

“I meant what I said,” He confessed ever so nonchalantly as though it were the easiest thing in the world to him, despite being unable to come even close to admitting it just minutes before. “I like you. A lot.”

It was me who laughed then, both from the sheer elation hearing him say that brought me and the distant, exasperated comment that came from within the house.

“Well, finally! It’s about damn time!”

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