#thisismynerdyself 1k sleepover party

[shemarmooresfedora]

Lullaby

Summary: Spencer can’t sleep and there’s only one proven way that helps him.

Pairing: Spencer Reid x Fem!Reader

NO MINORS (18+ ONLY!)

Content/Warnings: fluffy smut, handjob, semi-public sex (other people are nearby)

Word Count: 0.6k

A/N: a little blurb for @thisismynerdyself ‘s 1k sleepover celebration!!! big congrats to her! she deserves it all and more! <3

Masterlist

You were in the middle of nowhere Kansas with one crappy motel within a 50 mile radius. However, since it was the only motel around, despite how bad it was, it was completely booked except for two rooms.

They were planning to split it boys and girls but Spencer insisted on sleeping with you. So, Hotch, Rossi, and Derek shared a room while Emily, JJ, Spencer, and you were in the other.

Emily and JJ shared the bed while you and Spencer basically slept on top of each other on the little couch in the corner of the cramped room.

It was the most uncomfortable thing ever, you could feel the metal springs and lumpy stuffing on your backside. However, you managed to find solace in Spencer’s arms and you drifted off to sleep.

-

You were awoken by Spencer’s constant stirring from underneath you a few hours later.

“I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to wake you,” he whispered apologetically.

“Have you been able to go to sleep yet?” you quietly asked.

Spencer shook his head, “My mind won’t shut off.”

One of the downsides of Spencer’s very active brain is that he had a hard time relaxing. His mind was always in ‘go’ mode, ready to shoot off more statistics.

“How can I help?” you stroked his cheek softly with your thumb.

“Can you do the thing?” he whispered.

You raised your eyebrows, “We are sleeping in a room with two of our coworkers right now, Spencer Reid.”

“We’ve tried lots of different ways to put me to sleep and this is by far the most effective. I can go to the bathroom and do it myself but it doesn't work as well,” he explained.

“Okay,” you started to kiss his neck, “You have to be quiet though, love.”

“I’ll be so quiet,” he promised you.

You spit on your hand and snaked it down his flannel pajama pants and under the waistband of his boxers. You began to slowly stroke his hardening cock.

He whimpered quietly and you stopped your movements, sending him a glare.

Spencer pulled one of the pillows out from underneath you and pressed it against his face to muffle his moans.

You continued your languid strokes because you were trying to put him to sleep, not get him all worked up.

He pulled your shirt up and began to lightly suck on your breasts, another tactic proven to put him to sleep.

Spencer began to squirm underneath you as you picked up your pace slightly.

“Are you going to come for me, baby?” you whispered into his ear.

You couldn’t make out his muffled moans with his mouth still full of your breasts but you could feel him enthusiastically nodding yes.

“Do it, love.”

On command, Spencer finished in your hand with one last cry, sucking particularly hard on one spot of your breast, as you overstimulated him just a bit.

And like clockwork, he fell asleep almost instantly, not even bothering to clean up the sticky mess in his boxers.

-

In the morning, on the way to the police station, Emily insisted on stopping at a pharmacy. She came out with one thing and handed it to Spencer.

“For the love of god, I’m begging you to just take one of these next time,” she pleaded.

Spencer looked at the label that read ‘melatonin gummies’ and his face reddened as you let out a little giggle.

[onlyfreds]

Couple's Truth or Dare | F.W.

Title: Couple's Truth or Dare

Requested: Yes/No

Summary: After suggesting spicing up a Friday night tradition with a game of Couple's Truth or Dare. Feelings get confessed.

A/N: This is for Mon's (@thisismynerdyself) 1k writing challenge! Once again, congrats Mon on the milestone, you deserve all of them! <3

It was a Friday night at the Burrow, and that meant truth or dare night.

The tradition had started two years ago – when you, Angelina and the twins were playing the game in the common room then the golden trio and Ginny joined.

Ever since, Friday night became a truth or dare night.

Molly and Arthur were content in sitting in the kitchen, supervising the group but not near enough to spoil their fun.

“I have an idea on how to spice up this game of truth or dare.” Hermione said with a smile that has never been seen on her lips before.

Ginny looked at her with wide eyes, nearly spitting her drink on Ron, “Do my ears deceive me? Hermione Jean Granger is suggesting to spice up a game? This moment better be put down in history.”

Hermione rolled her eyes at the youngest Weasley before continuing, “This time, why don’t we play a Couple’s Truth or Dare?”

Murmurs of agreement passed through the group, so that was decided.

Ginny and Angelina were the ones in charge of “coupling up” their friends.

The “couples” were: Harry and Ginny, Hermione and Ron, George and Angelina, and lastly, Fred and Y/N.

As soon as the girls paired Y/N up with Fred, she gave them a death glare – they knew her crush on him and they were making it obvious.

George, Ron and Harry shot Fred a lot of teasing looks, to which the target shot them back a look that said shut up before she finds out.

The game now begins.

Ginny and Hermione shared a look that you couldn’t quite read as Ginny said,

“Y/N, Fred, truth or dare?”

You and Fred glanced at each other before saying in complete unison, “Dare.”

Angelina and Hermione grinned.

“Y/N, I dare you to sit on Fred’s lap for the rest of the game.” Hermione said.

A blush rose up to your cheeks and as you were about to protest, Fred grabbed you by your waist and hoisted you on to his lap.

Ginny was dared to kiss Harry on the cheek every time his name was mentioned. Hermione had to sing the first love song that came into her head to Ron. And Angelina, who chose truth, had to confess what she liked most about George.

As the night progressed, Molly and Arthur had already decided to retire to bed – thinking that you were old enough to look after yourselves and not do anything too dangerous.

But they did threaten that if they woke up to the house in flames, truth or dare would be banned for the rest of your lives.

The craziest dares and the juiciest questions were asked – you wouldn’t be surprised if one of you would be dared to go skinny dipping.

Fred already had a lipstick mark on his cheek from when you were dared to kiss him.

It’s like they gave the both of you the wildest ones – both of you and Fred also knew that they were on to something.

Truthfully speaking, they were on to something – the six of them had already planned out this truth or dare session before hand.

And they had a single goal in mind: have you or Fred confess your feelings for the other and put an end to mutual pining that both of you seem to be so oblivious to.

Even if Hermione was skeptical to the idea at first, she agreed to give it a try.

“Y/N and Freddie,” Ginny’s sweet tone didn’t match the dangerous glint in her eyes, “I dare you to pretend that you’re actors in a movie where you’re confessing your feelings to each other.”

You and Fred both flushed a shade of crimson, avoiding each other’s gaze.

Angelina gave you both an innocent smile, “You could always opt for truth – but, personally, I think that the dare is easier.”

“I’ll go first then.” Fred muttered before starting,

“I have loved you ever since the day I laid eyes on you. I have never felt this way towards any other person in my life. I want to give you the world, even if the world is not mine to give. You are the sun that brightens up my days and the moon that gives me light in the dark. I don’t know what I would do without you.”

You gaped at him, feeling yourself blush harder, “This isn’t part of the game anymore, isn’t it?”

He shook his head, avoiding your gaze, “For me, it isn’t.”

You subtly pinched yourself to see if you were dreaming – but you weren’t.

You closed your eyes and took a deep breath, “Can somebody please dare me to kiss him – if no one does, I’ll do it myself.”

Everyone started cheering as you leaned forward but Fred was the one who crashed his lips to yours.

“I don’t care if you can’t give me the world.” You whispered, “As long as you give me your world.”

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play pretend

this is for @thisismynerdyself ‘s 1k sleepover fic!! summary: nat missed out on the childhood things like sleepovers and you’re desperate to help her experience some.

“I don’t get why we have to do this, why can’t we just lie in bed all weekend” Nat grumbled as you dragged her to your room, your fingers intertwined.

“Oh we’ll be in bed!” You dragged her further along the corridor, excitement evident in your voice.

“Well when you put it like that” she said suggestively earning a slap on the arm from you.

“Not today, we have better things.”

She raised her eyebrows at that but resigned herself to silence for the rest of the time. Eventually you reached your room after being stopped multiple times by some of the avengers wondering what you were doing. You wouldn’t tell anyone for fear of spoiling the surprise for Nat who trailed behind you, the only other person who knew was Wanda.

Pushing open the door to your room you step aside to let Nat in. “What’s all this?” She asks in awe. Your room had completely changed since the last time she’d seen it. For one it was completely tidy and all of your suits that were usually strewn across the floor were put away somewhere, although she knew they were probably crumpled in a heap at the bottom of your wardrobe. Fairy lights adorned the rest of the room, lighting up your face and the grin that stretched upon it. On your bed was a selection of face masks and matching pyjamas.

“Spa night!” You replied eagerly, sitting on the bed and patting the space beside you for her to join.

She scoffed but you knew she appreciated the gesture. Picking up one of the face masks she ripped open the packaging with a childish laugh. The character displayed on the thin sheet was Ariel, you helped her put it on her face and pulled out your phone before she could protest, taking a photo you knew she’d try and delete later.

“It matches your hair” you said softly, pushing her red hair back and tying it for her so it didn’t get in the way.

“Your turn now” grinning she plastered a sheet mask of your own onto your face.

You sat in silence for a while, just enjoying each other’s company. It wasn’t often you got a moment of peace between missions so you savoured every second.

Although the spa was short lived as it didn’t take long for Natasha to start complaining about how slimy the face mask felt. You led her to the bathroom where you removed them together, kissing her softly before scrunching your face up in disgust. You’d forgotten about the taste of the face masks.

You both changed into the matching pyjamas before returning to the bed. Natasha faced you, pulling the blankets right up to her chin before pulling you further into her. “Thank you” she mumbled into your hair.