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long pining after each other - bau!reader and Spencer Reid.

cw: fluff, not proofread, female reader.

The thing between you and Spencer is that you both can’t catch the hints that you throw at each other—you can’t get the subtitled compliments he gives you with those facts all missed up and he can’t seem to understand that the morning coffees you bring him are way more than a kind gesture from a coworker.

But everyone knows it. Hotch knows it, Morgan and Emily too, even Garcia figured it out in a few weeks, the problem is that you two seem to be clueless.

Morgan and Emily are the ones who make the moves for you guys, when Spencer is wondering if he should recommend a book to you, Morgan encourages him, when you wonder if Spencer would like a different type of coffee, Emily says ‘give it a try!’ because without their help, you would be stuck in the same spot you were months ago, and you wouldn’t even care—because it’s easy, safe and won’t ruin the nice relationship you built over each other… even if you both crave more.

This time, after texting Emily as you stopped to get coffee for the both of you, you got a little more bold, you walk to his desk even if you don’t really have a clue of what you’re going to say—but you want to say something, so you finally say it;

“I… I like your tie.” You point out, eying the patterned fabric and how it sits around his neck, you don’t really know how to make conversation—not ‘flirty’ conversation anyways—but it’s a nice start, especially as Spencer feels like his tie got tighter in the moment you pointed out that you liked it.

“Uhh… t—thank you, I like your…” your hair? No, that’s too basic. Your makeup? Are you even wearing any? Spencer can only notice your lipstick. Your skirt? No, that’s going to sound a bit too perverted. “Your eyes.” He blurts out, fully acknowledging that it probably comes out weird as he places the paper cup of coffee down at his desk.

“Oh.” You turn red, and if it wasn’t painfully obvious that you actually like him too, the rest of your friends might just write it on your forehead. “Thank you.” You smile, swallowing hard before mechanically taking a sip of your coffee, looking away and around the room.

A long moment of silence pins you to your spot—Spencer thinks he’s finally got a chance, but he’s also working quite the sweat to make a move on you and his mind is currently running through plans you could make or places you could go so he could try and take the next step with you.

“We could…” “Do you want to…” You both say in unison before the silence plays out again.

“Sorry, go ahead.” Spencer says.

“No, you first.” You reassure.

Spencer swallows—what if you don’t like what he’s going to propose and you just think he’s stupid? He glances around the room too until he finds Derek with an eyebrow raised and that’s all it takes for him to finally spill it out.

“We—We could get coffee together next time.” He proposes.

You bite back your smile, fingers tightening around the disposable cup you’re holding before you question him—the coffee shop is close to your apartment, not his, he’d have to wake up earlier to even make it. “It’s too far away from your place, you’d have to get up earlier than you already do.” Which—by the way—it’s already really early.

Spencer stares at you, considering what you just said—he usually thinks about everything before he speaks but it’s hard to do it when he’s talking to you.

“Yeah…” he smiles, sheepish.

“Okay.” You say.

“Okay.” He nods. Guess he’s waking up at six tomorrow.

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hi bby!! I don’t know if you would do that buttt

3 some with ethan, tara and fem reader?? I can’t stop thinking about it and I can’t find any fics I’d really appreciate it! I love your writings !💕

hi! Unfortunately I’m keeping those types of threesomes (like with an extra female character) for special occasions like kinktober but feel free to ask anything else you have in mind!

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I’m back 🌚

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guys will be a bit inactive, so tired lately.

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I know I haven’t been writing much but things here are kinda full all week and I’m waiting for my days off to write, anyways luv u all.

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17K!!!

Thank you sm babies <3

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hi bby! long time no see (i’ve been mia from tumblr) are you still taking ethan requests? i fear my ethan era will never stop haunting me

yes!! I will be always taking requests for him!! Go ahead!

glad ur back!

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holy shit 12k!!!!’

earlyseasons!spencer making you squirt.

cw: doesn’t mean sub!spencer, it’s more like eager Spencer experimenting on reader, written mostly for funsies.

Every since you and Spencer have been messing — fucking — around, you’ve noticed that he’s been a little shy, at least at first, his touch has been gentle but also… experimental, the way he looks at you when you’re under him and pushes you just a little harder almost makes you feel like like he’s studying you, testing something on you. But he’s a profiler, he’s learned that you don’t mind, so when he comes with the proposition of trying to make you squirt, you’re doubtful, specially as he pushes you down on your bed — already naked.

“Spencer, you don’t really need to do this, I —“ you try to speak but he’s quick to interrupt you, his hands running down your thighs.

“I know, I just.. I just want to try something new, just for a bit,” he hushes, eyes looking up to you for approval as he puts away his glasses and when Spencer says ‘just for a bit’ he is indeed just… lying, lying to your face.

His tongue licks a fat strip up your folds, it’s bold, something that he’d at first would hesitate to do, gently circling your clit before he attaches his lips onto it, gently sucks and his fingers go up to spread you further.

Spencer’s tongue feels good, but by now, you know that he would’ve already tried to stick a finger or two in you, but he doesn’t, it almost seems like he’s trying to reach this personal goal of his all with his mouth, and he’s doing a good job at it, because his tongue prods at your entrance and you arch your back, softly moaning, head throwing back and meeting your pillow.

“How does that feel?” He questions as if you need to answer for him to know it.

But still, you nod again, “Good,” you whisper, hand going down to grab at the sheets.

“Yeah, I can tell.” He grins, cocky, before his mouth latches onto your cunt again.

He devours you, nose bumping into your clit as his tongue precisely chooses where to run through, your breath being taken from your lungs when it caresses your insides one more time, the warm tip of the muscle moving within you.

“Spence,” you whimper, your knees struggling to keep themselves in place as he pulls back and pays attention to your swollen pearl one more time.

“Close?” He asks, tongue licking up a few more times through your folds, trying to get all up in there.

“Mh — Mhm,” you moan, a pleased sigh following suit.

“Did you know that —“ he pauses, “statistically, only thirty-five to fifty percent of women have experienced squirting mid sex—“ he presses an open mouthed kiss to your cunt. “But it depends on the method, I’ve read about it, we can try and see if this will be the one for you.”

And for someone who’s so used to talking, Spencer finally goes to quiet after a while and focus on your pussy, paying extra attention to what you like, guiding himself with your moans and gentle curses.

“Spence—“ with that, he thinks this really might be his chance of getting you to do it the first try, so his lips wrap around your clit one last time, only letting go when he hears a hushed cry of his name escape your lips— “Spencer!” A stream of fluid expels from you, and he watches in awe, slightly tilting his head as your body shivers and writhes right before him.

His hands gently caress your thighs, fingers letting go of your folds, his eyes finally meeting yours when you take a breath and before you can speak, he notes;

“Let’s do it again, maybe you’ll do it quicker if I actually use my fingers…”

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earlyseasons!spencer making you squirt.

cw: doesn’t mean sub!spencer, it’s more like eager Spencer experimenting on reader, written mostly for funsies.

Every since you and Spencer have been messing — fucking — around, you’ve noticed that he’s been a little shy, at least at first, his touch has been gentle but also… experimental, the way he looks at you when you’re under him and pushes you just a little harder almost makes you feel like like he’s studying you, testing something on you. But he’s a profiler, he’s learned that you don’t mind, so when he comes with the proposition of trying to make you squirt, you’re doubtful, specially as he pushes you down on your bed — already naked.

“Spencer, you don’t really need to do this, I —“ you try to speak but he’s quick to interrupt you, his hands running down your thighs.

“I know, I just.. I just want to try something new, just for a bit,” he hushes, eyes looking up to you for approval as he puts away his glasses and when Spencer says ‘just for a bit’ he is indeed just… lying, lying to your face.

His tongue licks a fat strip up your folds, it’s bold, something that he’d at first would hesitate to do, gently circling your clit before he attaches his lips onto it, gently sucks and his fingers go up to spread you further.

Spencer’s tongue feels good, but by now, you know that he would’ve already tried to stick a finger or two in you, but he doesn’t, it almost seems like he’s trying to reach this personal goal of his all with his mouth, and he’s doing a good job at it, because his tongue prods at your entrance and you arch your back, softly moaning, head throwing back and meeting your pillow.

“How does that feel?” He questions as if you need to answer for him to know it.

But still, you nod again, “Good,” you whisper, hand going down to grab at the sheets.

“Yeah, I can tell.” He grins, cocky, before his mouth latches onto your cunt again.

He devours you, nose bumping into your clit as his tongue precisely chooses where to run through, your breath being taken from your lungs when it caresses your insides one more time, the warm tip of the muscle moving within you.

“Spence,” you whimper, your knees struggling to keep themselves in place as he pulls back and pays attention to your swollen pearl one more time.

“Close?” He asks, tongue licking up a few more times through your folds, trying to get all up in there.

“Mh — Mhm,” you moan, a pleased sigh following suit.

“Did you know that —“ he pauses, “statistically, only thirty-five to fifty percent of women have experienced squirting mid sex—“ he presses an open mouthed kiss to your cunt. “But it depends on the method, I’ve read about it, we can try and see if this will be the one for you.”

And for someone who’s so used to talking, Spencer finally goes to quiet after a while and focus on your pussy, paying extra attention to what you like, guiding himself with your moans and gentle curses.

“Spence—“ with that, he thinks this really might be his chance of getting you to do it the first try, so his lips wrap around your clit one last time, only letting go when he hears a hushed cry of his name escape your lips— “Spencer!” A stream of fluid expels from you, and he watches in awe, slightly tilting his head as your body shivers and writhes right before him.

His hands gently caress your thighs, fingers letting go of your folds, his eyes finally meeting yours when you take a breath and before you can speak, he notes;

“Let’s do it again, maybe you’ll do it quicker if I actually use my fingers…”

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i really don’t know what to write :D

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hii! your work is amazing 🙏🙏🙏 will you write more barty x reader similar to the stories you’ve written? so like a third part of how he is after they had sex. also nsfw if possible 🙏

hii! Thank you so much!

i’ve already written a part on how he is after sex (which was actually the og) but it isn’t necessarily nsfw, anyways, I hope you like it and you can find it here.

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if you’ve never searched up [insert character] smut on tumblr dot com you’ve never been a true down bad fan and i stand by that

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For the barty x reader series

Can you do An angst oneshot where she encounters the truth and barty has to grovel alot- and I mean ALOT basically let's her punish him however she wants because obviously hufflepuffs are dangerous when betrayed

i’m sorry, I don’t write sub!barty or any sub!character, please check my rules before making a request. <3

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i’m sick babes!! Will try to post something on the weekend but not sure, take care!

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what other hp boys would you like to see on here?

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through and through. S.R fanfiction. CHAPTER TWO.

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content warning: angst, female reader, no use of y/n.

Working with a broken heart was way tougher than what you thought it’d be, you’re talking to family and friends of the little girl but your mind is not really there, interrogations seem to be getting harder, the usual questions of ‘where were you last night from 1:30 A.M to 2:30 A.M?’ seem pointless because no matter how much they speak, you just feel like you’re not getting somewhere soon.

Shit, this is getting exhausting, even your usual seat at the jet doesn’t feel as comfortable as it usually is because now you’re sharing it with JJ, silently playing cards, and Spencer is on the other side of the room.

You wonder if he’s having as much trouble as you are trying to fall asleep.

Noticing your stares towards him, JJ finally speaks up.

“Have you talked to him?” The question makes your stomach churn.

“I… uhh…” you swallow, pretend to be way more interested on the game. “He doesn’t want to hear me..” you play a card.

Jennifer plays one back.

“Did you push?” She leans back against her seat.

“No, I don’t wanna bother him when he clearly doesn’t want to have this conversation.” You take time to play yours.

“Hm..” she whispers, again, she’s way quicker to make her move. “The thing with Spencer is that he’s stubborn, he might be a genius but he suddenly forgets all those kind of skills when it’s time to forgive,” you draw a card. “My opinion? You guys are going nowhere with this if you don’t talk it out, you’re draining each other.” She plays her last card, beating you to your favourite game. “Point proven, I’ve never beat you to this before.”

You huff, take time to store the cards neatly with a tight elastic band around them.

“Go to sleep, or at least try to, it’s the most decent thing you’re gonna get until the hotel and we need you here, not anywhere else.” She lays down, you follow her moves.

She closes her eyes, you stare at the ceiling thinking about the mess you’ve unknowingly caused on yourself.

You think about that case in Tennessee, the one that screwed you up so bad you chose to run away instead of leaning into the people who provided you support.

‘“You have to tell him you’re going away.” Again, Jennifer’s wise voice rings in your mind but it’s nothing more than a memory now.

“I can’t do that to him.” You say, whispering as you stare back at him, fluid steps bringing him closer to you.

“Well, lying is even worse.” The blonde says, grabbing her cup of coffee and walking away, at the same time, Spencer gets to you.

“What was that?” Spencer speaks, reaching for a clean mug.

“Nothing, she’s just having a bad day.” You take a sip of your coffee.

“Clearly.” He points out with a chuckle. “Are we.. do you still..” he trails off, swallowing nervously before he speaks. “Are we still on Saturday night?” He asks, pours the coffee onto his mug.

‘Lying is even worse’ you remember her saying.

“I —“ you don’t have the heart to tell him otherwise. “We are.” You nod, he smiles.’

Spencer was one of those people, looking back now, you think he could’ve helped.

You look at him one last time and, reluctantly, you close your eyes to try and sleep.

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