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[gingerbreadmonsters]

ginger your masterlist link is broken :[

[distant effing and blinding]

ok i've redone the main one on my pinned - is that the one that was causing problems? or was it a different one - i know it's become a bit of a maze of links, so there's a lot of bloody links just waiting to go wrong 😫😫

[ithebookhoarder]

Hello hi ! 🤗

Can you do a "bau reacts" when they are undercover in public and about to be found out so the reader just starts making out with them to pretend they are just a couple?

(BAU Headcanons) Making out Undercover

A/N: Mwahaha. Oh, this is a good prompt. Thanks for making me daydream all afternoon. Enjoy my lovelies 😉 Also, as a note, I'm writing the main BAU where I'm at watching it (season 13) plus Luke as he was requested previously 💕

Warnings: Mentions of threat, mentions of weapons, alcohol references, sexual references, implied cases / unsubs. (Let me know if I missed any)

Aaron Hotchner

We know Aaron doesn’t go undercover for most cases, so this would have to be a big case to get him into the field. 

This man would be in shock. Let’s be real. He would freeze in place and try to argue for a split second until he realises what you’re trying to do and why - even if you were already together. 

As soon as they’re gone though, you’d glance up and see his usual steely glare that tells you you’re in for a scolding once this is over. 

However, you’d have to be blind to miss the way he lingers for a moment, holding you close for half a second longer than necessary. 

“I feel I should remind you that we are in the field, and whilst it may have worked, I can’t endorse it as a tactic in future. Understood?” 

“So I’m hearing that we’re leaving this off of our case report then?” 

“Agreed. I don’t need to give Strauss anything else to use to go after us and the team.”

He would roll his eyes and take off after the Unsub, but you’d have to be blind to miss the way he smirks as he goes. 

David Rossi 

He’d be a little embarrassed but mostly quite smug about the whole thing, even if you were supposed to be undercover. 

“Well, I can safely say in all my years in this field I don’t think that’s ever happened to me before.” 

He’d also refuse to let you apologise for your actions afterwards either. 

One, because he’s kind of flattered. 

Two, because he’s been around the block a few times and knows that sometimes you have to do what it takes to solve a case or protect yourselves. 

Three, you were supposed to be a couple and kissing is what couples do. He’s only sour because if anything he would have liked to be the one who kissed you. 

“Relax about it, would you? I won’t tell you some of the things Gideon and I had to do back in the old days. That was before all this new paperwork and guidelines, so that’s all I’ll say on the matter.” 

You make a point of remembering to ask him about that at your next night off over drinks. 

Derek Morgan

Derek is always up for anything so I feel like he’d be pretty relaxed about being undercover with you, even if you weren't together romantically. He has no issue playing your pretend boyfriend for one night, and is quick to wrap his arm around you. 

Which is why it would be such a surprise to him when it’s you who initiated the kiss. 

Derek would freeze for like a second, but only out of shock. However, you know he wouldn’t fight you on it. 

The second his brain catches up to his body he would be kissing you back, doing everything in his power to match your energy and sell this kiss. 

If anything, you’re going to have to be the one to break away once the coast is clear and remind him you’re still technically in the field and that your team is probably wondering where the hell you are right now - and why you stopped responding to your comms. 

“I’m just saying, if we get to do that then we need to be partnered up more often.” 

“Yeah yeah, Morgan. Let’s just hope Penelope didn’t see that else we’ll never be hearing the end of it.” 

Emily Prentiss

She’s been undercover plenty of times in her life and spent a whole chunk of time actually fake-married to Doyle for an op, so she’d be the most comfortable and understanding if you grabbed her for a kiss - especially if you were meant to be a fake couple. 

She’d work it out pretty quickly and would respond in kind, pressing herself against you and running her hands all over you. 

“Quick thinking with the kiss,” she’d whisper as she brushed a kiss against your neck. 

She’d also know exactly where the Unsub is afterwards too, having kept watch in her peripheral vision. 

She wouldn’t even have to break eye contact with you before she informed you, “3 o’clock. He just left out the fire exit.” 

With that, she’d be off. 

She also probably wouldn’t even bring it up again until you’re both back on the jet. Then she’d be smirking at you across the top of her drink and chuckling to herself. 

“Normally I’d insist dinner first but given that we caught that bastard I think we’re even.” 

JJ

JJ knows about going undercover and it takes a lot to rattle her. She would probably go along with the action, even if she’d stay kind of stiff for a good minute or so. 

However, she’s a good agent and knows about maintaining a cover so quickly catches on when you pull her in. 

She’d return the kiss, shooting glances out the corner of her eye when she thinks it might be safe to check on their target. If it doesn’t look like they’re buying it, she’ll turn things up a notch and spin you around so that she could take control. 

“My gun is under my jacket. Reach for it slowly if he comes any closer,” she’d warn, but thankfully you don’t need it. Eventually they leave, distracted by something else, leaving you and JJ to recover.

After catching your breath, you both take off in the direction your target just left in. You can tell JJ is trying not to laugh about what just happened, choosing to make it funny rather than uncomfortable if you weren't together romantically.  

Which means you know she’d enjoy teasing you about it in front of the others, making your cheeks burn as she announces on the jet: “For the record, even though it was a ‘cover kiss’ it was pretty good. Just saying. Maybe you should give Morgan some tips. That way he might get a girl to call him back after a first date.” 

Luke Alvez

It doesn’t matter if he’s ex-army or whatever. Undercover is not really Luke’s thing and even then, he is more used to infiltrating gangs than playing house. 

Basically, he would be surprised by your actions, despite being undercover together. Like, I can see his eyebrows hitting his hairline so fast, bless him. He’d look like a deer in headlights. 

“Woah, sweetheart, slow your roll-“ 

“- Luke. Shut up and kiss me. Now.” 

“I - ok.” 

Just like that, he’d take control, turning and pressing you against the nearest wall in an attempt to shield you from whoever was watching. He’d also be such a gentleman about it if you weren't already together romantically, keeping his hands on your waist and pulling away the minute he’s sure the danger has passed. 

Even then, he’d wait a minute before letting the two of you move from your position, just in case they come back. He’s your partner and he’s returning the favour for you keeping him safe, even if in an unsuspected manner.

“You good?”

“Luke. Shouldn’t I be asking you that? I was the one who planted myself on you.” 

“Potato, po-tah-to. Are they still over there?”

“No. They just left out the back.”

“Then let’s go, partner. Let’s catch this freak.” 

Penelope Garcia 

If Penelope is in the field then you know she is already hella nervous and out of her element. It doesn’t matter if there was a reason she was needed for this particular assignment, she would just take that as added pressure not to let everyone down.

Which is why I’m sure you’d feel worse about planting one on her - even if it does also help distract her from worrying for a minute.  

All I can imagine is her giving her trademark squeal of confusion and surprise, even if you gave her a hasty warning - and apology - about what you were going to do.

She’d be stunned at what was happening and probably takes a minute to realise she should probably try and kiss you back, or at least look less visibly startled about it. 

“I feel I should point out how unfair it is that this is permitted as ‘suitable workplace behaviour’ as we’re undercover, yet my flirtatious texts with Agent Morgan are not? I will be writing a strongly worded email when we get back, telling HR they can go shove their-”

“Pen? Hey, focus here. Unsub still watching us.” 

“Oh, right. Sorry! Ahem… as you were?”  

Also, you know that like a day or so later, once it’s all over, she sends you an email informing you that your new username on the BAU system is now ‘smoochykins’ and she will not change it until it becomes not-funny for her… which will probably be never. After all, Morgan has been ‘Chocolate Thunder’ for the last two years and is still going strong.  

Dr Spencer Reid

Spencer has been undercover before and is usually quite calm about it, even if it is faking a date or maintaining a story. Still, despite having to do your jobs, you’d hate to make him uncomfortable, knowing how he feels about any kind of physical contact - especially if you're not together. 

As he says, with the amount of bacteria shared by shaking hands you’d be safer kissing … guess it was time to take it literally. 

He’d be blushing like a tomato as you grab his jacket lapels and pull him close. And honestly? it’s kind of adorable. As is the way he tries to kiss you back, even if he still takes a minute to remember how to even move his body. 

I’m just picturing the Lila kiss in season one and how he eased into that and how stunned / embarrassed he seemed afterwards. He would pretty much be like that, but with a fake smile on his face as he rambled in your ear. 

“What was that?”

“I was covering our asses. We’re undercover, remember? We’re supposed to be a couple and couples kiss. Also, I’d thought you know, genius, that kissing and displays of public affection make people extremely uncomfortable.”

“No kidding… Morgan can never find out about this.”

“You don’t have to tell me twice. You got a deal, pretty boy. This is between us.” 

Masterlist

[paisleypens]

Hello! I hope you’re having a good day. I heard you were taking requests so I have an idea!!

How about a Spencer Reid x Fem!shy!reader who is really quiet around the team? And so she doesn’t talk to them much? (Especially Spencer because she likes him!)

So to show her love/affection she does small things for him but doesn’t admit she was the one who did so. (Like making his coffee, secretly organizing his desk, like little kind things)

I want the confession to happen but I don’t know how I want it so you can decide! Have a little fun with it if you will.

I hope you can write this, and I’m so so sorry if it’s something you don’t want to write or feel uncomfortable with it. I just wanted to give you an idea for a story! Let me know if you don’t want to or if you will either way is fine with me!

I’m sorry if I didn’t include enough details and thank you for taking the time to read this!

Have a lovely day. 💕

(ALSO I READ YOUR OTHER SPENCER STORIES THEY WERE SPECTACULAR)

I LOVE YOU SO MUCH STOP IT MOST POLITE ASK EVERRR

this is genius btw and ive been writing so much to avoid things i actually have to do so… THANK YOU FOR FEEDING ME LMAO

acts of service | spencer reid x f!reader

let me know what you think <33

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The BAU office buzzed with its usual energy as Spencer Reid meticulously poured over case files, his mind racing through complex connections only he could decipher. Among the team, a shy figure often went unnoticed, working hard behind the scenes. Y/N, the quiet and reserved member of the team, kept to herself, her actions speaking volumes that words couldn't describe.

Spencer often found his desk mysteriously tidied up, papers organized, and his favorite pens neatly arranged. Coffee appeared magically beside his laptop, always sickeningly sweet, just how he liked it. At first, he attributed it to the office fairy, a playful term Morgan coined. However, as time passed and the small acts of service continued, Spencer couldn't ignore the pattern.

One evening, as the team gathered after a long day, Derek leaned back in his chair, eyes glinting with mischief. "Hey, pretty boy, you ever notice how Y/N here keeps your world in order without saying a word?"

"What do you mean?" Spencer furrowed his brow, glancing at her, who was discreetly arranging files nearby.

Derek chuckled, nudging Spencer. "Come on, Reid. The coffee, the desk, all those little things. It's like having a secret admirer right under your nose."

Spencer's gaze softened as realization dawned on him. He watched you for a moment, noticing the slight blush that dusted her cheeks as she worked. In that moment, he saw beyond the quiet demeanor, understanding the depth of these silent gestures.

The next morning, Spencer arrived at the office earlier than usual, a determined gleam in his eyes. He set about making coffee, meticulously following Y/N’s routine, ensuring every detail was perfect. As she entered, surprised to see him there, he offered a shy smile, holding out a mug of freshly brewed coffee.

"Morning," he greeted softly, his usually fast-paced words slowed by a newfound nervousness.

Y/N blinked in astonishment, taking the mug from his outstretched hand. "Th-thank you, Spencer.”

He nodded, his cheeks tinged with pink. "I just wanted to say... I appreciate everything you do. Your actions speak louder than words, and they haven't gone unnoticed, I just hope you meant it in the way I interpreted it."

A smile bloomed on her face, warmth spreading through her chest. Finally feeling understood, she replied, "I like you too, Spencer. And not just for the coffee."

From that day forward, Spencer and Y/N shared more than just a quiet understanding. Silent acts of love were now met with drawn out conversation and reciprocated gestures, creating a bond that spoke volumes even when rooted in the absence of sound.

[yourimagines]

Hi can you write for angryginge13 he done a video with Danny Aaron’s on the sidemen channel it was a 20vs 2 can you do where the reader is one on the girls can you make it long please xx

Sure, sorry it took me so long, I’m had some troubles writing this one, I had to watch this video because I rarely watch sidemen videos nowadays (I used to be a big fan but I think I outgrown them.) I hope it’s good enough for you 💕

20 vs 2

* English is not my first language I apologise

* Triggers: Swearing, fluff

Y/F = your friend

Y/A= your age

Y/N POV

I was nervous as I walked to the building where I was expected. I was selected to be in a sidemen 20 vs 2 video. The only thing I know is it’s two people instead of one. “Hi, welcome can I help you?” A older lady asked me as I entered the building. “Hi, yes I’m here for the sidemen video.” She nodded and looked at her paper. “Your name dear?” “Y/N Y/L/N.” She wrote something down and looked up, flashing me a smile. “Okay, you can go over there, the crew will help you out further, have fun.” Smiled back at her. “Thank you.” I walked over to the place she pointed to and I was greeted by a few people. “Hi, welcome I’m here to help you out today if you need something.” A younger lady smiled at me, guiding me through the building. “First time?” “Yes, it’s my first time.” She nods and leads me to a room, there were already other ladies waiting in there. “Okay, well just be yourself and everything will be just fine.” ‘Okay…great.’

The other ladies were giggling and laughing about something as I sat alone in a chair, waiting for a clue. “Y/n was it right?” A girl sat down next to me and smiled. “Yes that’s me.” “Hi I’m Hela I’m a friend of Y/F.” I shook her hand and smiled. “Hi, nice to meet you Hela.” We both talked a bit about how we got here, if we already knew who those people are going to be, about food and about our social life.

“Okay ladies, are you ready?” A guy walked up, looking around the room. “Yes? Okay let’s make a line and you walk up and do your thing.” There were some mumbling as we all formed a line, Hela was standing in front of me. “Good luck.” I whispered to her. “Thank you, good luck as well.” The line started to move and my heart started to beat faster and faster every time I’ve got closer and closer. “Can you see who they are?” I asked Hela. “Yeah…I think it’s Danny and…Morgan.” ‘Angryginge?!’ “Really?” “Yup, I see some red hair.” ‘Oh my god!’

“Next.” Hela walked up to them and I got really nervous. ‘Don’t make a fool of yourself.’ They laughed and she was getting through the first round. “Next.” A man said and I walked up, flashing them a smile. “Hello love, what’s your name?” Morgan said as he started to blush. “Hi guys, I’m y/n.” They both smiled as Morgan looks away. “Okay y/n what’s your age and where are you from?” Danny asks with a grin on his face. “I’m Y/A old and I life in London at the moment.” Danny punches Morgan playfully. “Okay thank you. It’s a yes for me…Morgan?” “Yes.” I smiled and nodded. “Thank you.” I walked past them and saw Danny laughing at Morgan, who was completely red in his face. ‘He’s so cute.’

“Oh my god, he’s so into you.” Hela says as we got some lunch. “No maybe he’s just shy.” She giggles softly. “Girl he was totally blushing when you appeared.” I rolled my eyes at her. “Okay maybe he was but that doesn’t mean he likes me.” I took a sip from my soda as Hela shrugged her shoulders. “I’m just saying…maybe you should try it out.” ‘Try it out…’

“Okay, it’s your turn, go over there and take a seat.” One of the producers said, I friendly nodded and walked over, as I sat down Morgan walks in, he smiles and shyly reach out to shake my hand. I got up and grabbed his warm hand and smiled. “Hi.” “Hey, nice to see you again.” I nodded and sat down, he did the same and relaxed in his chair. “So, how are you doing?” “I’m doing good thank you, how are you?” He nods and looks to the side. “I’m good, do you like video games?” His face was a bit red and he began to fiddle with his hands as he waited for me to answer. “Yes I actually do.” “Really?!” He sat back up and smiled. “Yes really.” “What games?” I shrugged. “A lot, like call of duty, stardew valley, halo. Just everything.” “Soulmates.” He mumbled and I shyly smiled down at my lap. “You like a guy that also games?” “Sure why not?” We both laughed a bit awkwardly and he moved his legs a bit, trying to sit comfortable. “Do you like my name angryginge.” ‘Uhh…’ “yeah, ifs that what you think you are sure.” He slowly nods. “I not that angry tho, only when I’m shit at a game I’m angry, I’m actually a nice guy.” He rambled quickly. “I figured it out already.”

The whole conversation was awkward but funny, the questions he got from them were hilarious. “So you like me?” I nodded and he smiles. “You have to say it.” “What? That I like you?” I asked as he shyly nods. “Okay, I like you angryginge.” He fist bumps into the air and leans backwards into his seat. “Yes..!” I giggled and shook my head. “I love you so so so much.” He say as his face becomes redder than red. “I think we should marry.” He adds softly. “I think we should.” I said with a giggle. He stands up and walks a bit away from the two lounge chairs. “Come here my wife.” I stood up and giggle. “I can’t be your wife if we haven’t even been married yet.” He laughs and went through his hair. “Don’t act all smart now with me.” I laughed and we both stood there awkwardly. “Ladies first.” “For what?” “Your vows.” ‘My vows…’ “I promise that we shall never stop playing video games together and I will always revive you.” “Aww that’s actually sweet.” I became a bit reddish in my face and shyly shook my head. “Your turn.” He sighed softly and looked at me. “I promise you the same and that I will share my food with you.” I giggled and he laughs. “Now we are married.” And with that he walks back to the his chair.

Morgan pov

The guys were telling me that the time was over and I felt a bit sad about it. “It was nice to meet you y/n.” I gave her a hug and she gladly returned it, I softly whispered into her ear. “Dm me.” She pulls back and smiles. “It was nice meeting you a well.” With that she walks backstage as the guys were cheering in my ear. “Yess let’s go.” Danny yells and I chuckled as I went back to them. “She likes you.” Tobi says as I joined them. “Nahh she’s just playing.” I sat as I tucked my hands in my hoodie. “No for real, you won her.” Ethan says with a laugh. Danny pats my shoulder and I sat down on his place as he walks away for his turn. “I’ll give you the information.” JJ whispers into my ear and flashed me a smile. I friendly smiled back and looked in front of me at the screen as Danny started his last date.

“Guys I’m going, it was a real pleasure today.” Danny says as we all walked back to the parking lot. “It was a fun day today.” I agreed with Danny and stopped at my car. “I’ll speak to you guys soon, okay?” The nodded and JJ stopped next to me. “I’ll text you later today about I said earlier.” I smiled and nodded. “Thanks.” He nods and walks to his own car. “Okay, drive safe guys.” Tobi says as I got in and drove to my apartment.

As cupido was watching me, JJ and y/n texted me the same time. JJ gave me her personal information and y/n send me a dm on instagram. ‘Thank you universe for this miracle.’ I quickly responded to jj with some thumbs up and after that I responded back to her.

Y/ninsta: hi, I hope you remember me, I’m your gamer wife 😂

Me: of course if remember my wife 😉

Y/ninsta is typing……

Y/ninsta: haha 😜

Me: how was your day?

Y/ninsta: good and yours?

Me: good, I had a great time with you today ☺️

Y/ninsta is typing……

Y/ninsta: me too 🙈

I blushed and smiled at my phone. ‘Oh man…she got me real good.’ I went through her instagram page and liked a few photos. ‘She’s beautiful…’ her name popped up on the top of my screen and I clicked on it.

Y/ninsta: are you stalking me?

Me: maybe…

Y/ninsta: I’m stalking you too…

Me: soulmates

Y/ninsta is typing……

Y/ninsta: then ask me out

Me: tomorrow?

Y/ninsta: tomorrow is fine

Me: we meet up at the Lego store

Y/ninsta: can’t wait 😉

Me: me neither 😉 😘

Y/ninsta: 🙈

‘Oh my god, she’s the one.’ I fell backwards into my bed and smiled like an idiot. ‘I think I’m in love…’ I went to my text messages and texted the guys.

Me: I have a date tomorrow, thanks for finding me my soulmate 😂 🙈

Ethan: haha

Tobi: yay 🙌

Harry: gross Morgan 🤮

Me: you are gross Harry

JJ: let’s go my man

Simon: congrats man

Josh: use protection

Me: I will Josh 😉

Vikk: no problem, let’s us know how it went

Danny: you have better luck than I have, Hela ghosted me lol

Me: you were awfull to her man.. lol

Filly: hey my man 👍🏻

Me: thanks guys 😂

My phone kept buzzing as the others started to response as well, I lay my phone away and went to my computer. ‘ I really need to play some games before I go nuts.’ I smiled as I saw she found my gamer tag. ‘Maybe a video game with her wouldn’t hurt…right?’ I instantly invited her and waited, waited for her to join me. A few seconds later a pop-up sound was heard and I heard her shy voice through my headset. “Hi.” “Hey.”

——— the end

Okay this is sh*t I’m so sorry 🙈

[immajustvibehere]

I have been thinking about this for a while, so if it’s something you’re comfortable with:

You know Arthur talking to his horse and telling her good girl, but, how about, Arthur listening to you sweetly talking to your horse while he’s pinning for you and you’re going all “good boy” and he just might combust while hearing you

Feel free to write something or not! 💕

Those Lovely Words

Pairing: Arthur Morgan x fem!Reader

Thanks @pinkiemme I grant you a title for curing my writing block :)

drabble: 700 words

It was a close call, this escape. But Arthur and you had managed to slip through the law's fingers yet again. Mostly unscraped, even though the bullets had been flying past your ears. All in all, you had survived worse jobs. Now you had ridden through the thicket and planned to lay low for a couple of hours, just until you could be sure they stopped searching for you.

Arthur looked at you as you caringly petted your horse. While on the run, your horse had been skittish and had made some sounds to suggest it was hurt. After you had dismounted, Arthur had watched as you worriedly inspected every inch of your stallion, giving him treats and searching for possible graze wounds. To your great relief, there was just something wrong with one of his horseshoes. An issue that can be fixed cheaply and without causing much pain.

"That's a good boy", you smiled while your stallion licked the sugar cubes off your hands, "glad you aren't hurt. Gave me a real scare, you hear?"

Arthur sat next to a tree and found himself slipping down more and more every time he heard you whisper one of your affirmations to your horse.

"You never let me down", you took out the brush to get rid of some dried mud on his coat. Your horse seemed to like the treatment and nudged you with his big nose, which made you giggle. Arthur loved nothing more than hearing you laugh, especially after such an intense job that could have cost you your life. With a little smile on his lips and some blush on his cheeks he listened in again.

"You'll be a handsome fella when I'm done with you, alright?", you grinned and dodged another nudge from his nose, which was after some more treats in your pocket.

Arthur sighed. Jeez, he couldn't take it any longer. Was he jealous? Of a horse? He knew he was just as attached to his horse and commonly whispered the exact same affirmations to it but this -...Arthur pulled the brim of his hat deeper into his face. He absolutely adored seeing you this happy, but his mind was taking him to some different places. He’d prefer your hands on himself. The way you moved them so gently, Arthur had often dreamed of how it must feel when they played with his hair instead. But he thought that if he didn't watch...and tried to think of something else...maybe those thoughts would disappear…

"There you go, dear boy. Nice and easy, all pretty again", you rambled on. Arthur heard the horse munching on a carrot before you mumbled a 'good boy' just loud enough for him to hear.

"Christ, y/n", Arthur sighed, some annoyance in his voice, "tell yer horse to leave some love for the rest of us."

Arthur's statement brought a cheeky smile to your face. A smile he couldn't see, because his hat obstructed his vision while he was still sulking with crossed arms. He heard your steps in the grass approaching him but refused to look up.

"Sorry, Arthur", you responded, "I wouldn't want my other handsome fella to feel neglected. You've also been a good boy, getting me out of there alive." Arthur immediately regretted how quickly he sat up straight and put his hat out of his face, only to see you squatting in front of him, a big smile on your face and offering him a carrot.

The blood shot to his cheeks when he couldn’t come up with a smart comeback. He only stuttered a "yer a damn tease" and took the carrot confusedly.

"Just giving you a taste of your own medicine, Morgan", you shook your head with a smile, "but, no. I'm really thankful for you having by back." And then you leaned in to press a quick kiss onto his cheek. Arthur barely had time to process what was happening, but you had already taken back the carrot, sprung up and offered it to Boadicea. She was in ecstasy over the attention and knocked the hat off your head. When you had to bend over to pick it up, Arthur smiled and sighed happily: "That's a good girl."

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[studentinpursuitofclouds]

Love all your headcanons, especially with the SVE characters! It's a little silly, but may I request the SVE bachelors' reaction to the farmer dyeing their hair a wildly different color as a prank, while the farmer tries to pretend that it's normal and that they didn't do anything to their hair?

Hee hee! More reasons to write fluff, yay! Thanks a lot, dear anon, and enjoy! ☺️💕

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SVE bachelors react to Farmer dyeing their hair a different color as a prank:

Victor:

Victor had to admit - Farmer's words were so convincing that the spaghetti lover was confused for about ten minutes. Plus, he was quite aware that magic existed in this world, so Farmer, who were directly related to the Wizard and adventurers, could be telling the truth. Except later, he heard them giggling at their own joke. Oh, haha! You got him, Farmer. Being their husband - Victor takes it even further: he asks Sophia for her pink hair dye (but one that can be easily washed out), and applies it to his hair. When Farmer starts making comments about Victor's new look, he'll do with a sly smile what Farmer did back then - pretend that "it's his natural colour, what's Farmer talking about?" Wouldn't mind teaming up with Farmer and pranking others too. Until Olivia catches Victor and Farmer with a rather unusual hair colour, advising them to see a stylist (or Emily) next time.

Magnus Rasmodius:

Magnus nearly had a stroke for a moment because the "dyeing hair that never washed out" situation is one of the reasons he found out about his biological daughter, but immediately the wizard would realise that there's simply no way he could have a second unplanned child. Besides, Farmer's playful tone (and Morgan's giggling in the background) immediately let him know that Farmer was just messing with him. For which, incidentally, they get a not-strong slap upside the head from Magnus and a stern look. If Rasmodius is Farmer's date/husband, he will simply roll his eyes at his lover's silly prank. He may even quietly cast a spell to change Farmer's hair colour to another equally wild colour, pretending he doesn't know what happened. Magnus will then put everything back the way it was, don't worry. These pranks, unlike Camilla's, are harmless, so Magnus is okay with it.

Lance:

Perhaps Farmer could convince Lance that they were telling the truth about their strange hair colour situation. Except that the tips of their lips kept twitching, trying to turn into a smile, and Lance's discerning eyes didn't miss it. Since Farmer has decided to have some fun, Lance joins the game as well. The gallant adventurer will slyly and as if unintentionally start asking Farmer questions, logically coming up with clues and making the Farmer confused about their own untrue stories until they give up. In the situation that the Farmer is a lover or spouse, Lance will gracefully puts his dear person in a tight embrace, kissing their neck and tickling them until Farmer admits that they made it all up about the hair. "Just tell me the truth, darling~" Lance already knows the truth, this is just an excuse for him to be more romantic with Farmer and have a little fun.

[softrozene]

Dutch Gets Bamboozled

Anon asked: The headcanons were incredible! You have skill! I'm not into men but your text made me wanna cuddle up with those sweet cowboys! 💕 Mayhaps I could request some Molly with Female!S/O? When I played through Rdr2 i saved up so much money during the gameplay i could have sponsored the Tahiti trip singlehandedly so I'd love a scenario where lady reader has tons saved up and scoops Molly from under Dutches nose and they escape together! You can write it how you like but i'd love Dutches reaction!

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I am glad that I can make you want to cuddle soft cowboys lol and you have said something that is so damn relatable. Like c’mon Dutch- take my money Dutch- It was so painful to have all that money and not be able to get their asses in gear

Anyway, this buttered my biscuits. I hope I was able to get Molly’s character down but either way, I had so much fun writing this!

#Gotta steal Dutch’s woman

Originally published on January 12, 2020

Molly O’Shea x Female Reader

Warnings: Technical cheating of a relationship, fluff, Dutch gets bamboozled

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Your blood is boiling. The scene you had just witnessed yet again is getting to you. The sweet angel you have grown to love had just tried yet again to vie for her current lover’s attention only for him to speak down on her. How the hell can Dutch ignore such a Goddess? He just left with Morgan and a few others for some “important” mission that he thinks will give him everything.

Molly O’Shea, the beautiful fiery woman just isn’t getting the attention and love she deserves. She deserves so much more, especially in this cursed, hot, and sweaty forsaken swamp that surrounds Shady Belle. In short, it’s making you angry.

However, in these times, thankfully she’s been coming to you. Out of everyone in camp she chooses you when things go wrong. It would’ve made you feel used but you can see her slowly realizing that she deserves better. That the man she loves had been using her.

That her affections are growing for you and she’s slowly yearning for it.

Your heartbeat speeds up slightly as her gaze turns your way. The frown on her lips immediately turning upside down as you give her a gentle wave her over to your tent. Her graceful steps make you want to swoon.

“Miss (Last Name),” She greets.

Her voice is a slightly teasing tone since she knows how much you hate it when she is formal with you. You ignore it though knowing she needs loving attention from you.

“Molly, Love, I got ya this beauty of a scarf if you are willing to take it.”

You go into your suitcase and reach the carefully folded scarf made of the softest and most expensive material. A small gasp escapes her when she sees it. You hand it to her and she is so gentle in grabbing the scarf.

Instead of the usual thank you, Molly, seems hesitant before looking at you with determination. “I thought about your offer and I… accept,” Molly says in a slight whisper.

You are in absolute shock. The offer you gave her was months ago at Horseshoe Overlook, just when Dutch started to be terrible to her. You had jokingly said you both could run away. You never brought it up again from how loyal to Dutch she was until she was the one to bring it up at the next temporary camp near Clemons Point. Asking why and how. That’s where your flirtations were revealed to be truthful to her. That you like her and she started to accept your advances.

Sure, the money was definitely a big thing for her. However, it turned to be more when she realized you were the only one who genuinely liked her and the way she acts. She needs to feel secure and the amount you had showed her a while back as surely tripled for this very moment. The moment where she is finally yours as you had been hers.

You lick at your lips from the small bit of anxiety you feel.

“Molly, I am so pleased to hear this but are you sure? If Dutch ever finds us after, he may kill us. Of course, I would never let him but I can’t lie to you about that possibility-“

Molly cuts you off with a quick kiss to the lips. Your brain short-circuits as she grabs your hand and leads it to wrap the scarf around her shoulders.

“I’m sure (Name). I… Want to live an extravagant life with you,” Molly replies with the certainty you needed to hear.

You nod your head and smile at the view before you. She sure does look lovely in the scarf you picked out. Yes, a queen meant to be.

“If you truly accept go pack your things, Darling. We’ll leave before they get back and I promise you, in a couple of weeks we’ll be living that beautiful life you deserve.”

~*~

“Where the goddamn hell are they?!” Dutch screeches waking up quite a few people in the dark hours.

Arthur, John, and Hosea race into the house towards Dutch’s sleeping chambers. They all share a look with each other before they glance at their boss who is shaking with rage. The room was empty before but it appears emptier upon coming back from their mission.

“What’s up Dutch?” Arthur calls a bit hesitant.

Dutch turns around and points to his empty tent, “It would appear that Miss O’shea and (Last Name) took my goddamn books!”

Hosea glances into the tent and goes to pick up a singular paper on a dresser. He reads it out loud, “Should’ve appreciated the treasure you had and should’ve taken my own money when I offered. If fate is kind we’ll never see each other again. Thanks for the adventure so far Boss. Yours truly, (Name).”

They couldn’t help it. They really couldn’t. Arthur and John had to leave the building in order to have a good laugh at their boss who couldn’t keep the one woman who was ready to die for him, taken away by a true lady lover.

   Bonus headcanons:  

Seriously though this would’ve bruised Dutch’s ego big time

The betrayal of this act would’ve made him even madder

Like he considers himself a casanova, so a lady stealing his own woman from him would’ve been absolutely mind blowing to him

He probably thought you liked him as well if you were that close to Molly to begin with

And that would’ve made him feel cheated/made a fool but he’ll try and play it off hence the “My books!”

Molly was the one who took the books since he always had his nose buried in one

Molly would be petty enough to steal that and much more and I am living for that idea

If he knew where they were I think he would’ve gone after them because no one messes with Dutch and gets away with it, but considering how much was already on his plate he wouldn’t

[serenpedac]

💐 so much love to you, darling and wonderful friend

you are so incredibly thoughtful, so sweet, so supportive, and such a delight and important part of this lovely fandom

your writing is incredible! i love your discussions and thoughts. thank you for being you and sharing yourself and your time with us

every time i see the stars i think of you! especially the pleiades

Question! for your twc ocs- what piece of media reminds them of their lis (books, letters, movies, music, memes, etc) 💕

hope you’re having an amazing day!

Wonderful person, thank you so much for your message *sobs* I've been rereading this message over the past few days and just want to hug it close to my chest <3

I hope you have an amazing day as well!

This was a great question to think about! I had so much fun figuring out which medium every OC would pick.

Yael for Nate: The painting 'Rough Sea with Wreckage' by Turner shown above. Although she doesn't know everything about Nate's past, the imagine of the lonely ship out on a rough sea makes her think about what Nate may have been through. It reminds her of the scene in the mirror, how could it not?

There's also the contrast between the light and the darker clouds, and it's unclear whether the ship is sailing into the storm or coming out of it. It makes her feel the tension of the unknown: the things she doesn't know about his past, the uncertainties of their future together. It's more emotion that she gets from this piece than anything articulated in words, but that suits her, I think.

Melike for Morgan: The poem 'i like my body when it is with your' by e. e. cummings. The physicality of the poem reminds them of Morgan, but there's also this sense of.. wonder, that "thrill" of something new that is mentioned at the end. Melike is very self-contained and it comes as a surprise to her how much they have grown to like Morgan's company. I can see her choose this poem because of the physical descriptions, but then get quiet and contemplative when going over it a second time, because of how those first lines suggest a change in her as well. It's about them, even though neither of them is quite sure what "they" are.

Gabi for Farah: The song I already like you by Dessa, because it's such an upbeat song! Gabi loves how Farah throws herself into their relationship, not holding back, she's open and honest and "Let's go!". The entire vibe of the song fits Farah so well, but what Gabi would pick out specifically is the "There's no sure bet // You just ride, ride, ride roulette" because she herself is the type of person who would want to be 100% sure before doing anything, but Farah is showing her that it's not all that bad to go for it.

Also, I can imagine Farah humming this song after picking it up from one of Gabi's playlists.

Laura for Ava: Laura is too cool for me lol! She would answer with a meme or a movie reference, but I don't know enough about either to give a good answer.

[midwestmade29]

A Labor of Love Part 2 💕

Part 2 was so fun to write! It’s a little lengthy, I just couldn’t help myself! 🫣

I don’t really have any disclaimers for part 2. It covers life after having a baby and a small amount of postpartum recovery, but that’s about it. Read at your own discretion.

Word count: 1,538

Divider is from @saradika

GIF is by @cowboyshit

Make sure you read part 1 before continuing 🙂

“The days are long, but the years are short...”

“I can’t believe she’s been here 3 weeks already…” I whispered to Christian as I scrolled through pictures of her on my phone. The 3 of us were laying in our bed, getting ready to sleep, but when I didn’t get a response, I glanced over at Christian and realized he had already dozed off. My heart nearly exploded when I saw our precious baby girl snoozing away on her daddy’s chest, I couldn’t help but to stare in awe. We were both exhausted from the drastic change in our sleep schedules, but this little lady was worth it. Fatherhood looked good on Christian. It suited him. I made sure to take a few pictures of this precious moment before scooting closer to Christian and gently kissing him on the cheek. I nuzzled my face against his arm, just watching the two of them sleep. If I could keep the 3 of us in this bubble of newborn bliss forever, I probably would. Christian started to come to and smiled at me when he caught me staring. “How long was I out?” he asked. “Not too long. You both looked so peaceful, I hated to wake you. Are you going to let me put her in the bassinet now?” “5 more minutes…10 tops.” Christian insisted. How could I say no to that?

Recovery after giving birth is not easy or glamours. It’s painful, emotionally taxing, things are squishy, and your body is continuously trying to get back to (a new) normal. Some days it’s like riding a roller coaster with all the highs and lows of recovery and being new parents. 6 weeks into parenthood, Christian and I run like a well-oiled machine. Teamwork makes the dream work, right? He’s been incredible caring for me and our little lady, showing us patience and love at every turn. Even though he won’t admit it, I know he’s been itching to be involved with AEW again. Christian wouldn’t trade these moments with his girls for anything, but I know working from home over FaceTime and phone calls/texts is making him a little stir crazy. I got our daughter situated in her stroller, all ready for a walk around the neighborhood while Christian was in his office on a video call with Tony Kahn discussing details about his return to AEW that was rapidly approaching in 2 weeks. I popped my head in the door to let him know we were on our way out when Christian held up one finger. He let Tony finish what he was saying before letting him know that they would have to continue their conversation later. “I’ll think about your ideas and get back with you to finalize everything. Thanks Tony.” He closed his laptop and directed his full attention to me. “Ready?” he asked with a smile. “Sorry, I didn’t mean to interrupt your chat with Tony. I just wanted to let you know I was headed out for a walk. Why don’t you call him back?” “Y/N, Tony can wait. My girls come first, always. I’ll fill you in on everything we talked about later. Right now, I just want to enjoy time with you two. Why don’t we play rock/paper/scissors before we leave?” “What for?” I asked, confused. “Best 2 out of 3 is the winner and they get to push the stroller!”

8 weeks had come and gone in the blink of an eye! Our baby girl was now 2 months old, which meant it was time for Christian to return to work. We placed our bags in the car before making our way to the airport for our next adventure as a family of 3. It was obvious that we were both nervous about taking our little lady on her first airplane ride, amongst other things. “Are you sure you grabbed everything? Her favorite pacifier and purple blanket? What about enough diapers? Noise cancelling headphones?” Christian babbled on. I smiled at his concern before grabbing his hand and kissing his knuckles. “Check, check, and check. I’m positive we have everything we need baby. Even if we did forget something, I can get it from a nearby store or something. We’ll be fine.” I reassured him, but Christian still looked apprehensive. “It’s too soon for this, Y/N!” he said exasperated. “Too soon for what, Christian?” “I can call Tony right now and let him know that I can’t make it to Dynamite tomorrow. He’ll understand! They can scrap my appearance and add someone else! I don’t think I can do this, Y/N. Leaving you two is going to be harder than I thought…” “Whoa! Take a deep breath, Christian! Everything is going to be just fine and will fall into place! It might take some time to adjust to a new routine with you being on the road again, but we will make it work. We are traveling with you this time and will travel with you when we can in the future as well. You and I knew this day was going to come, and now that it’s here we have to embrace it. We’re in this together, every step of the way.” When my words sank in, you could see Christian visibly relax a little. “You’re right, Y/N. Just promise me when you two aren’t traveling with me that you’ll spam me with pictures and FaceTime calls?”

Dynamite day was here and in full swing! We arrived at the arena earlier this afternoon so Christian could get settled in and get everything for tonight squared away. Everyone that passed us by had to stop and meet our newest addition, and we both loved showing her off. “Welcome back man!” Tony said excitedly. “It’s great to finally meet the little one. She’s changed so much from the last picture you sent me! How are you doing Y/N?” “I swear she changes by the minute!” Christian interjected, causing Tony and I to chuckle. “I’m doing well Tony, thanks for asking. It’s good to see you!” Christian and Tony got lost in conversation, and the little lady started to fuss so I excused myself to our dressing room. I was sitting on the couch feeding her when Christian walked in. “Everything okay?” he asked. “Yeah, she was just getting hungry but we’re all good now.” I smiled. “It’s about time for you to get ready, isn’t it?” “I guess I probably should.” Christian sighed. “The fans will be excited to have you back. The night will be over before you know it, so please try to enjoy it all. She’ll be cheering her Daddy on from ringside and so will I.”

I was so excited that I was able to keep my surprise for Christian a secret this whole time, even when there was a close call when I had him get something out of the baby’s overnight bag. She looked so cute in her outfit I had put together specially for tonight! I could hardly wait for Christian to see it. I was escorted to my ringside seat during the commercial break right before Christian was scheduled to come out, baby girl sleeping peacefully in my arms with her noise cancelling headphones on. Security stayed close by the two of us to ensure our safety since she was so little, and I know having them around made Christian and I both feel better about me being there. Justin Roberts let the crowd know that we would be live on air again in less than 30 seconds which caused butterflies to flutter in my stomach big time. I just hoped that Christian was doing okay! The lights in the arena dimmed once we were live, and Christian’s music began to play causing the crowd to go wild. My face lit up the further he got down the ramp, my heart bursting with pride. Christian walked over to where I was standing, cameras surrounding us as he gave me a kiss. He placed his hand on our daughter’s head before leaning down and kissing her forehead, causing most of the crowd to “aww” in unison. As he was standing back upright, he noticed the surprise his little girl was wearing and started to smile and laugh. Of course, the camera had to get a close up of her, showing the crowd and the fans watching at home the tiny little turtleneck she was wearing, just like her Daddy was. Even though we were surrounded by thousands of people, it felt like it was just the 3 of us standing together enjoying this special moment. “Did you read it?” I shouted over the noise, pointing at the baby’s turtleneck. Christian mouthed the words, “My Daddy is Father of the Year” which made the both of us laugh even harder. “This is perfect, Y/N. I love you two, so much! I guess I better go conduct my business now…” he yelled before winking at me and making his way to the ring.

Just when I thought I couldn’t love Christian any more than I already did, I watched him become a dad. This surely is what dreams are made of 🩷

[clovermunson]

author’s note: so i’d listened to anti-hero probably ten, maybe fifteen times prior to writing this. it’s just such a billy song and i felt that i had to write this to justify it. likes and reblogs are very much appreciated, i just ask that you do not repost my work and claim it as yours! — xo, morgan❤️

word count: 930 — just a baby blurb

warnings: mentions of trauma and abuse (rather vague, but can be easily inferred), internalized misogyny and toxic masculinity, angst, and general sadness. if you aren’t a billy hargrove enjoyer, then you’re in no way obligated to read this! you are responsible for your own media consumption.

tags: @nevermore66 (i remembered you commenting on my post about writing more for billy and how you wanted to be tagged, and i just want to thank you so much for that little bit of support!💕) and also the lovely @kc-needs-coffee who basically beta read this for me and gave me her thoughts— i love you so much for that!!❤️

**gif found on pinterest!!

Billy stood with his back against the closet door, his face hidden in his hands to hide the fact that he was crying. It didn’t matter to him that the closet door was thin and flimsy— he’d take support from anything he could get it from at that point. He felt hopeless, alone even. Like he’d never escape whatever hell he’d been subjected to living in.

Don’t let him see you cry, it’ll only make it worse.

It played through Billy’s mind like a personal mantra, a stinging reminder that he wasn’t supposed to show any emotion, that he was supposed to be tough all the time.

But he wasn’t. Billy was sensitive, more sensitive than he ever let on. There were many nights where he kept himself up, trying to find the answers. He tried to make sense of it; why he wasn’t the son his father wanted or why he wasn’t allowed to be sensitive. But he never found those answers, no matter how many times he looked through every imperfection, no matter how late he’d stayed awake wondering what he did wrong.

The only thing he could determine from many sleepless nights spent staring at his ceiling was that it was all his fault. His mom leaving had been his fault. The endless torment from Neil had been his fault, though it was disguised as ‘tough love’. Any trouble that Max got herself into was his fault, despite him never having a part in it. The family, if he could even call it that, as broken and dysfunctional as it was, being uprooted from sunny California to Hawkins had been his fault, even though he never understood why he was to blame for that. Everything was his fault, and he couldn’t escape having the blame thrown on him without so much as a second thought.

He wiped away the tear that had begun to roll down his cheek, flinging his hand down as he did so, almost as if he were throwing the tear away. He took a few deep breaths, trying to regain any semblance of his composure before going to find Max. He couldn’t let anyone see that he was crying, or even let anyone know that he had been crying. Once again, he’d be left to clean up a mess he hadn’t made or run the chance of suffering the wrath of his father for a second time that night. In a wise decision to try and save his own ass, he decided to just stop arguing and agreed to find his sister before it got worse for him.

Looking at the small calendar on his wall, it reminded him just how much closer he was to graduating. How that sweet freedom was almost in his grasp. He’d have to find a job immediately or hope he'd get accepted into a college far enough away, but anything that promised him a shot at getting out of this hellhole and finally being able to support himself was good enough for him.

He then shifted his gaze to his own reflection, noticing how his eyes were still red and slightly puffy. He noticed his tear-stained face. He looked weak, vulnerable even. Why did he hate that he looked vulnerable? Why did it make him damn near viscerally sick to see himself like that?

Oh, that’s right. Because men aren’t supposed to cry. And if Neil saw it, his face wouldn’t be red from just his tears.

He held so much hate and rage in his heart towards Neil for that, sure that he’d never forgive him for burning that into his mind. But, no matter how much it burned him from the inside out, he couldn’t directly take that out on his father, it would only make matters worse for him.

Billy gathered himself, going to his bathroom to splash some cold water on his face in an attempt to try and combat the redness around his eyes. After a few minutes, he looked at his reflection again, content with how he looked, sure that it would save him from the ridicule from his father or anyone else.

He grabbed his keys from his nightstand, feeling his muscles relax a bit from knowing that he’d be leaving the house for at least a few hours. Looking at the key that matched the lock on his door, he smiled to himself, knowing that at least he could keep cherished photos and things his mom had left him safe from Neil.

Without saying a word, he walked through the hallway and living room, right past Neil and Susan, on the way out to his car. It was the one place where he felt comfort, and a little bit of escape from the cruel reality he lived in. He sat in the driver’s seat, his head resting against the headrest as his fingers aimlessly tapped against the steering wheel. A thousand different thoughts raced through his mind, each one making him feel differently about himself, but he settled on one that didn’t make him feel shitty as he looked in his rear view, turning the key in the ignition.

The camaro roared to life, and he felt his body relax for the first time since that morning. He sunk down into the seat, taking a moment to himself as he took another deep breath, stabilizing his menagerie of thoughts. Finally, he’d been granted some clarity.

You’re not the bad guy. You never were. You don’t always have to look for a fight, because that’s not who you truly are.

[daimyosprincess]

HI HEY HIII

Soooooo…

Pleaaaseeee tell me more about Twin Suns, I am BEGGING! So curious, love the title, and I am absolutely in love with your writing and how you portray Boba! I am ELATED that you’re working on more stories because I will devour each and every one! 💚🖤

Post the names of all the files in your WIP folder, regardless of how non-descriptive or ridiculous. Let people send you an ask with the title that most intrigues them, then post a little snippet or tell them something about it.

MY BELOVED BOBA BESTIE 💖🥰💕☺️ I cannot WAIT to share all these with y'all because boy howdy do I have some things written and planned 😈

Thank you to everyone for all the asks, I'm so in awe of all your love and support it means so much 😭

OK NOW so Twin Suns is my baby, my sweet summer child, the light of my life because it's the fic that started it all for me. I'd never done creative writing before (though I'm a big reader and have read fanfic since I was wayyyy too young) and one day in April 2022 I sat down and wrote what would become the turning point in Twin Suns and I haven't looked back since!! It's a slow burn (as in they don't even kiss until the second to last chapter type of slow burn 🥴) that has A LOT of feelings and even more YEARNING. After edits, it will be around 100k give or take. It's my goal to start posting it on a weekly basis beginning in August but that may change depending on life and editing.

That being said, I'm going to save this snippet for the announcement preview (a la what I did for Ex Libris) but here is the tagline summary:

Under the twin suns of Tatooine, you and the daimyo revolve in bright orbit around one another—will you burn or blossom in the heat?

(taglist below the cut)

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[paisleypens]

Hehe it’s me again I hope you’re having a wonderful day! I hope it’s okay that I have another request!

I keep having these wonderful ideas and I just know that you’re the perfect one to write them, that’s why I ask you. (The best of the best I re-read your stories way too many times)

Could you maybe write a Spencer Reid x fem!reader? And basically the reader is VERY left out/excluded from the team? Like he tries to contribute but her voice isn’t just drowned out? Like she is just straight up ignored and feels left out? (Like maybe have a few situations on where those things happen?)

But Spencer being the lovely amazing man he is, is the only person that lets her say the things she wants to? And points out her thoughts about the cases to the team?

I don’t know you decide I just think it’s a good idea.

I just think it would be angsty yet so sweet at the same time. Thanks love!! 💕

hi mary!! this is so so sweet and comforting tysm for this request

anytime | spencer reid x f!reader

Y/N sat in her usual seat, her latest theory on the current case detailed in her notes. The team was gathered around the conference table, discussing the unsub's profile, and she was determined to contribute.

"Garcia, what do you have on the victim's background?" Hotch asked, his voice commanding.

Penelope launched into a detailed report, and Y/N saw an opportunity to share. She cleared her throat, preparing to speak, but her voice was lost as Morgan and Rossi began debating the unsub’s motivations.

Y/N sighed and slumped back in her chair, feeling the familiar pang of being overlooked. It wasn't intentional, she knew that, but it stung all the same. She glanced over at Spencer, who was deeply engrossed in his own analysis. Despite her efforts to suppress it, her heart always skipped a beat when she looked at him. He was kind, brilliant, and the only one who seemed to truly see her.

As the meeting wrapped up, Spencer approached her desk, his characteristic awkward smile on full display. “Hey, Y/N. I noticed you were trying to say something earlier. What was it?”

Y/N's cheeks flushed slightly. “Oh, it’s nothing. Just a theory about the unsub’s ritualistic behavior. But it’s not that important.”

Spencer’s smile wiped to a frown. “Everything you have to say is important. Why don’t you tell me now, and I’ll bring it up with the team?”

Y/N hesitated but eventually nodded. She explained her theory about the specific pattern in the unsub’s kills, noting similarities to ancient rituals meant to ward off evil spirits.

Spencer listened intently, his eyes never leaving hers. “That’s a fascinating angle, Y/N. We should definitely consider it.”

The next morning, the team was back in the conference room, and Spencer made sure Y/N sat next to him. As they reviewed the case files, he turned to Hotch. “Y/N has an interesting theory about the unsub’s behavior that I think we should discuss.”

Hotch looked at her, quizzically. “Is this the best use of our time?”

“Yes, it is. Hotch, it's unfair to treat Y/N as less than others just because she doesn't speak over everyone like the rest of you do.”

The room went into a stunned silence as the team looked around at each other. Everyones guilty eyes eventually landed back on Y/N.

Spencer lightly nodded and Y/N found the courage to speak up. She detailed her observations, and this time, the team listened. Rossi even praised her for noticing something they’d all overlooked.

After the meeting, Spencer caught up with her in the hallway. “See? Your insights are valuable. Don’t doubt yourself.”

Y/N smiled, her heart fluttering at his words. “Thanks, Spencer. It means a lot coming from you. You didn't have to do that”

He smiled back, a warmth in his eyes that made her heart race. “But I can and I will. Anytime, Y/N. Anytime.”

Days turned into weeks, and Y/N’s confidence grew. Spencer continued to stand by her side, always ensuring her voice was heard. The team began to notice her more, and slowly, she started feeling like she truly belonged.

One evening, as they were both working late, Spencer and Y/N found themselves alone in the uncommonly quiet office.

“Y/N, can I ask you something?” Spencer’s voice broke the silence tentatively.

“Of course, Spence. What’s up?” she replied, curious.

He took a deep breath, gathering his courage. “I... I’ve been meaning to tell you something. I... really… I like you. More than just a colleague.”

Y/N’s heart stopped. Was he saying what she thought he was saying? “Spencer, I... I feel the same way. I’ve had a crush on you for a while now.”

His eyes widened in surprise, a mixture of relief and joy flooding his features. “Really? I thought it was just me.”

Y/N laughed softly, the tension melting away. “No, it’s definitely not just you.”

Spencer smiled, a genuine, heartfelt smile. “I’m glad to hear that. Maybe we could... go out sometime? Just the two of us?”

“I’d love that,” Y/N said, her heart swelling with happiness.

[little-peril-stories]

Character Backstory Playlist Tag

I was tagged in this post by @mysticstarlightduck. Thanks for the tag!

Rules: Pick 5 songs you feel represent/inspired your OCs' backstories, or just otherwise fit their past's vibe/aesthetic. Choose as many or as few OCs as you want.

I'm leaving this an OPEN TAG - please play if you want, and let me know if you do! 💕

So I did once make a playlist for The Prince of Thieves (find it here), but it is a typical WIP playlist - not backstory-focused. (I *did* steal a few songs from there, though.) So this was a fun challenge!

Will and Jamie Wardrew

Tough to be a Dreamer by Felix Hagan & The Family

I built my castle on broken dreams, and as time goes by, I must admit it seems that I was sold a lie.

In the Meantime by Randall Kent

You’ve got a friend when times get mean; yeah, in the meantime, I’m on your team.

Same Suit, Different Tie by The Maine

All done up in my hand-me-down clothes, shaking off the dust and assuming a pose. Well, these threads are so old, but they'll never know. No one will ever know.

Is It Really You? by Loathe and Sleep Token

Face away, deal with the pain your own way.

Some Days by Brent Morgan

Some days I'm overwhelmed. Some days I'm lost inside this hell.

Bree Cooper / Breanna Hatchett

Sleepless Nights by Faber Drive

Put yourself in her position; all she needs is recognition. Love's not enough when you say it. Don't you know you gotta mean it?

Because of You by Kelly Clarkson

I will not make the same mistakes that you did; I will not let myself cause my heart so much misery… I was so young; you should have known better than to lean on me.

Running Away by Midnight Hour

I'll never let you find me; I'm leaving you behind with the past. No, I won't look back.

All I've Ever Known from Hadestown

I was alone so long, I didn't even know that I was lonely. Out in the cold so long, I didn't even know that I was cold.

(Un)Lost by The Maine

And you are not allowed to be anybody else. Control what you can and confront what you can't, and always remember how lucky you are to have yourself.

Colette Meunier

Boulangerie by Recent Rumours

She's gone, she's gone, she's gone; she's not coming back.

The Man by Taylor Swift

I'm so sick of running as fast as I can, wondering if I'd get there quicker if I was a man.

mars by YUNGBLOOD

She can't be herself when she's somebody else... Do you feel like you're irrelevant?

Perfect by Simple Plan

Hey, Dad... Did I grow up according to plan? Now it's just too late, and we can't go back. I'm sorry I can't be perfect.

Safe by All Time Low

Gotta take your time, find your space.

Geoff Marks

3 Hours of White Noise

Bonus Songs

Jamie & Will: I Steal Everything from Twisted: The Untold Story of a Royal Vizier

Want food, but got no money? I’m screwed, or so it would seem… That’s why I came up with this brilliant scheme! Just steal everything!

Bree & Colette: What the Hell by Avril Lavigne

All my life I've been good, but now I'm thinking, "What the hell?"

Will: I Will Follow You Into the Dark by Death Cab for Cutie

In Catholic school, as vicious as Roman rule, I got my knuckles bruised by a lady in black, and I held my tongue as she told me, "Son, fear is the heart of love," so I never went back.

Will: Where Dreams Go to Die by The Downtown Fiction

Teacher thinks you're rude, says, "I don't like your attitude." Well, maybe you're just condescending. But bring us up to follow rules and throw us all in cubic rooms - but we're not gonna sit by idle.

Breanna H: According to You by Orianthi

According to you, I'm stupid, I'm useless, I can't do anything right

Me begging my sisters for song recs because I had NO CLUE…

[bourbon-ontherocks]

🪥-wise j’étais au bord de la syncope pdt la 1re scène du parloir 🕴️ shouting match. longing looks. there’s a literal wall between them. going from "I don’t need you" to "pls get involved in this mess and let my kid hide evidence" to "thank you" 😭😭😭😭 their other scenes were for the books too--asking her to work her magic, but she’s under pressure when suddenly "ouf c’est de l’or massif", mentalité de pie 😂

the carat-dec joke was so precious (mdr), les rapports se réchauffent !!! I’m glad there weren’t proper callbacks to earlier eps this time (except for the bookshelves!!), it left room for New stuff. plus some bits felt comfortingly familiar, like adam’s gestures when he asked morgane to get to the point (la petite graine !) 🥲❤ oh, & re: céline’s slippery slope… confirms she and adam are basically the same person. royal couple of getting roped into dates with people they’ve antagonized 😆

don’t you think "ça voulait dire quelque chose" was a bit too much? I wish both of them were in the dark about the other’s feelings. how are we gonna get that sweet, sweet pining if they know mutual affection is a real possibility? (+ don’t want roxane to become The Obstacle) we need a couple irremediable misunderstandings, stat 😈 tho the shot where they’re finally face to face outside was 😙👌 five feet apart but they were feeling awfully close 🥰🥰🥰❤

God, le parloir !! 😱😱 I'm glad I already knew about that scene before otherwise I would have died on the spot 😭 The way they look at each other, the way they talk, and you're right the evolution too, Adam compulsively yelling "I don't want to be involved with this" while actually being totally involved with this, Morgane being so angry, Adam qui s'exécute à toutes les conneries qu'elle lui demande sans rechigner (se baisser alors qu'on entend très bien, lui montrer le dossier à travers la vitre, arrêter de la regarder -- speaking of, arrêtez de me regarder j'arrive pas à me concentrer si c'est pas un aveu qu'il la trouble 🥹🥹, demander à Théa de planquer une pièce à conviction...)

Lol, mentalité de pie, le retour 😂

100% agreed re Adam's gesture, I too thought about the little seed joke!! And also I'm not sure I'd say their interactions are warming up, but they do seem to fall into reassuring, familiar patterns 🥲💕 Also the fact that Adam basically ran to the prison since Morgane's not even done with her check-in that he shows up in the parlor 🥹🥹

Oh gosh I didn't notice the ginormous parallel between Céline and Adam's date, to me Céline's arc felt like something exactly similar that happens in Engrenages, but I love how it applies to Adam and Roxane (hopefully not with the same outcome though?)

Now for "ça voulait dire quelque chose"... Oh boy...😱

I don't think it was too much at all, considering how Adam's previous words (ep 1 flashback) literally drove Morgane to quit and disappear for six months, and it probably would've lasted forever if it wasn't for this providential case. And I think he's aware of that, aware of his mistake, so this is his attempt at making up for what he said ("ça voulait rien dire") which obviously hurt her. I think she needed to hear that it actually meant something. And also for him it's perhaps the first time he's vocalizing out loud that he actually cares about Morgane, and that she's not just a pain in the ass. (Okay actually he said it before. It's just that he told her the exact opposite an hour later so the message may have gotten a bit confused lol).

ALSO HE TOLD HER THAT LOSING HER WAS HIS BIGGEST REGRET IN LIFE AND NOW I CAN DIE IN PEACE THANK YOU VERY MUCH 😱🥹😭⚰️

And I don't think this is going to end all their misunderstandings, because he instantly tempers it with the words "collègue" et "amie". After how hard he broke her heart, Morgane is probably done living on false hopes, so she's not gonna try and read more in those words than what he actually said. And what he said was I care about you as a friend (sure Jan).

So for me they're both still in the dark re each other's feelings. They probably picked up on the fact that they do not hate each other (well, Adam probably thinks she does now, but that she actually didn't when he kissed her lol), but they most certainly have no idea of how deep they're actually pining for the other's affection 💔

Also this whole scene 😘😘😘 And the five feet apart shot, the way they slowly walk towards each other, et leurs pas sont absolument SYNCHRONES ???? No wonder it's literally the first thing I giffed from that new season 😭❤️

[runnning-outof-time]

• K’s ‘Halfway to 2K’ Celebration •

Thank you so very much for 1.5K Followers!

I never thought that when I started writing again that this blog would become so big, and that my stories would be read by so many people. The amount of support that I get absolutely blows my mind each and every day that I log onto this site. I don’t think I would be writing still if y’all hadn’t been so nice to me. It really means a lot. ☺️💕

So......for my 1K follower celebration, I took on some blurb requests and tried my best for y’all. Now, for my ‘halfway to 2K’ celebration, I figured I’d ask for some of the amazing writers within the Peaky community to join in and celebrate with me.

I’ve decided to organize a little celebration that I will go into detail about below the cut, so if you’re interested, please tap/click on the ‘keep reading’ so you can learn what it’s about. I really hope that you’d want to celebrate with me!!

If you’re not interested, thank you so much, again, for following me and/or reading my stories. You are truly the reason why this blog is still alive. 🥰❤️

**For Updated Choices and Finished Creations, check this post out!

First off, thanks so much for taking interest in my celebration! It means the world to me that you’d want to join in!

So I’m gonna start off by saying that this beautiful idea comes from what Lily ( @/retromafia ) decided to do for her latest celebration. I absolutely love music, and, as I’m sure you’ve noticed, I love to base stories off of songs that I get inspired by...so when I was thinking about what to do for a celebration, my mind went to this idea almost immediately.

Listed below are a bunch of songs that I’m in love with/have been listening to a lot recently (I may have gone a bit overboard, I know). I feel like these songs would lend themselves well to writing (particularly with peaky), and I hope that you find the same.

So...if you’d still like to participate:

first off, pick a song. Then pick a character(s) you’d like to write with (it can be any character from the show — only Peaky Blinders though, please). You can use a show pairing, OC, or a reader for your story...I’m open to all ideas. If you plan to write something that’s NSFW (18+), please make sure that you put the proper warnings (and that you are 18+)! Finally: Send me a message with the song and the character you’re going to be writing with!

- Because I have so many songs listed here, I hope that you’ll be able to find one that will strike inspiration. If you absolutely, positively want to use a song of your choice, please send me a message with the title and artist first. I’d really love for you to pick one of mine, but I will be open to suggestions.

- I’ve gone back and forth between how many people can use the same song. I think that I’m going to allow two (2) people per song, but I’d hope that you might find interest in one that has no names under it first...if that makes sense. I’d like to see as many songs on the list used as possible. Also, you’re more than welcome to choose more than one song ... in fact, choose as many as you’d like!

If you’re not a fic writer, but you’d still like to participate: I’d be happy to accept moodboards or edits, or whatever else you may want to create. If this applies to you, please make sure that you send me a message letting me know what you’ll be creating and what song you’ll be using.

**You don’t have to be following me to join in on the fun — everyone’s welcome here!**

There is no deadline for these creations to be submitted by — let your creativity flow free!

Please make sure that you tag me in your work so that I can see it!

Alright...let’s get into the songs now. I’ve listed them in alphabetical order. I hope you find one that interests you! 😊

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After A Few - Travis Denning

Afterglow - Ed Sheeran

Ain’t Nobody - Bones Owens

Better Man - 5 Seconds of Summer

Burning House - Cam

Can’t Make You Love Me - Chloe Fredericks

Corner of Your Lips - Francy & The First Time Feeling

Dance with Me - Morgan Evans & Kelsea Ballerini

Devil Is A Woman - Bishop Gunn

Don’t You Wanna Stay - Jason Aldean & Kelly Clarkson

Fallin’ All In You - Shawn Mendes

Fix A Heart - Brett Eldredge

FOR YOUR LOVE - Måneskin

Gold Rush - Taylor Swift

Hard to Love - Lee Brice

Hesitate - Jonas Brothers

Hotel California - The Eagles

I Don’t Trust Myself (With Loving You) - John Mayer

I Want More (Live at Skálholt) - KALEO

I Will Destroy the Void in You - The Glorious Sons

Lady May - Tyler Childers

Lover - Taylor Swift

Lover of Mine - 5 Seconds of Summer

Parallel Line - Keith Urban

Photograph - Def Leppard

Quietly Yours - Birdy

Reputation - Post Malone

Runaway - Maroon 5

Satelitte - Harry Styles

Shameless - Garth Brooks

Slip Away - Luke Hemmings

Starting Over - Chris Stapleton

Stay - Post Malone

Steady Heart - Kameron Marlowe

St. Patrick - PVRIS

Symptoms - Devin Dawson

The Knife or the Hatchet - Ryan Hurd

The Laws of Love and War - The Glorious Sons

The Night We Met - Lord Huron

To Be So Lonely - Harry Styles

To Hell & Back - Maren Morris

To Make You Feel My Love - Garth Brooks

Until I Found You - Stephen Sanchez

What a Time - Julia Michaels & Niall Horan

Why Can’t This Be Love? - Van Halen

Wild Eyes - The Glorious Sons

Willow - Taylor Swift

Woman - Harry Styles

Work Song - Hozier

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Just wanted to tag some people who have been so very lovely to me throughout my time on here and who might be interesting in joining in on the celebration (no pressure though) 🥰

@zablife @holacia2 @retromafia @l1-l4 @mrsalwayswrite @mrs-gray @gretelshelby @christinasyellowflowers @look-at-the-soul @riridontneedya @theshelbyclan @mrs-shelbysolomons @sunsetmourners @gilmoreslorelai @julkaamazing @huntingingoodwill @mythos-writes @amysteryspot @peaky-cillian @pherelesytsia @madame-wilsonn @findinghisredrighthand @dearshelby @magicalxdaydream @peakyswritings @toms-cherry-trees @teenwolf-theoriginals @yummycastiel @shelbydelrey @noforkingclue @celticmelody @writeroutoftime @evita-shelby @writerliry @julyzaa @padfootdaredmetoo @gypsy-girl-08 @notyour-valentine @runesandmoons @agrayshade @amysteryspot @fallatyourfeet @anonymooseforever007 @normatural @helio-nex @priceofasapphire @anotherblinder @a-lil-bit-nuts @sympathyfortheblinderdevil @theshelbyslimited @thomasshelbydrabbles

**more lovely people tagged in the comments because Tumbr’s being funny and won’t let me tag any more blogs**

[studentinpursuitofclouds]

may i request sve bachelors x a masc reader who is not human? idk like a dragon or some other magical being? just snippets of their chaotic lives together and the bachelors reactions to finding out what the farmer is? thanks!

Of course, dear anon! ☺️ Thanks for the ask! 🫰💕

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Magnus Rasmodius:

"Well... That explains a lot." Magnus was still in shock, because it wasn't every day that you saw your friend and apprentice turn into a dragon right in front of your own to knock out the Witch with a single spit of fire and make her fly away. The wizard was so struck by this fact of seeing a mythical creature that he forgot about his ex-wife and her intentions to once again try to ruin his garden.

"And what exactly is that?" Their voice hasn't changed in any way, it's still the same Farmer. The huge reptile didn't seem to be worried about hiding at all anymore.

"Such a powerful flow of magic within you that I felt when we first met."

Magnus stepped a little closer, never stopping to gaze into the ruby-red scales that glistened under the moonlight.

"I’m just wondering: why didn’t you introduce yourself from the very beginning that you are not entirely human?"

"Well, how did you imagine that? 'Hello Mr. Wizard, I am a dragon. Nice to meet ya', or something like that?" In a second, Farmer turned back into his human form, and for some reason he scratched the back of his head nervously.

"You're not going to turn me in to the Ministry, are you?"

"If you promise not to scorch my tower and whole Pelican Town all over. And no flying with Morgan," like a child, Magnus threatened the Farmer with a finger, to which the 'not quite human' snorted a little defiantly, but after a moment nodded to the wizard in agreement.

Lance:

Lance had seen many wonders in his adventurous life, but climbing on the dragon's back while waiting to fly was an indescribable sensation. To be honest, the pink-haired man never realised how he had immediately agreed to Farmer's invitation to fly in the Highlands.

*Chuckle* Yesterday, his spouse announces that he is a dragon, and today they already offered to fly together.

Spreading his mighty wings, the Farmer spread out and soared into the sky, cutting through the wind and laughing loudly.

"Hold on tight, Lance."

And he did - wrapped his arms around the dragon's massive neck and held on as tightly as he could, preparing to fly.

"One flight and you'll be forever the envy of everyone who can soar in the sky!" Rejoicing and flapping hid wings louder, Farmer flew higher and higher as Lance looked at the clouds up close and marvelled at how quickly they had gotten off the ground.

It was definitely a day he would never forget.

Victor:

"Dear, c'mon, this is ridiculous! You took the news quite ok, so what makes you think your mom would react any differently?" Farmer would never have thought that his lover would push them through the window of his house like that. As if they were both some teenagers!

"Because - ugh, you're heavy! - Because my mother and I are different people! I want to bring her to the truth that you're not human step by step. So you need to fly away before she sees you."

"Hey, what do you mean, heavy? You hurt my feelings! Besides, Olivia's gonna be fine with it. It's not like I'm a thief or a murderer or... anything bad."

Victor exhaled tiredly and and gave up on trying to push the Farmer further into the window, as Farmer's scaly wings were just getting in the way.

"Let's take it slow. Please, love..." Here we go, Victor's puppy dog eyes again, Farmer thought. After all, this spaghetti lover knows perfectly well that this is Farmer's weakness.

"All right, have it your way, but I can just transfo..." Before Farmer could finish speaking, there was a knock at the door of the room.

"Victor! I heard some noise. What happened there?"

"Oh, Mother is here! Quick, you need to leave-" in a flash the Farmer took on human form again, just as Olivia came in.

"Victor Jenkins! Why is your room such a mess- Oh, Farmer! I didn't realise you had stopped by for a visit! Come on downstairs, I'll make jasmine tea for everyone."

Victor's heart was pounding frantically. His mother would have had to take a sedative instead of tea if she had seen Farmer in his dragon form. At least Farmer had listened to him in time, phew.