catssluvr - Tumblr blog

[catssluvr]

ngl i’ve been in the verge of tears for the whole week- 🫠 i’m liking classes sm, thats not the problem cause im learning about what i like. but its so new and im so incredibly overwhelmed. i have a test on monday already and idek where to turn 🧍‍♀️ and then i miss my bsf so much even tho i see her on lunch time everyday so i just feel stupid 😍 idk how to feel and i don’t like not having control over my emotions

[catssluvr]

i just melted

Spider-Man Lunchbox

Requested by @ssamorganhotchner - bringing Aaron lunch to work

Masterlist for Small Moments Series

Word Count: 779

Warnings: tickling?

A/N: I love the idea but not sure I like the ending. Oh well… something new!!! Who is she?! I typed this up instead of working on my WIPs because I was bored and can’t get into any of them. Oops 🤷🏽‍♀️ ENJOY!

Gif credit goes to @fatherhotchner <3

No new cases as of yet, just paperwork. Should be home by 6.

That’s what the text has said, and you hoped that hadn’t changed within the last hour as you loaded Jack and his favorite Spider-Man lunch box into the car. Since it was spring break, Jack was home from school and you had the day off so you decided to make the most of it. Your original plan was lunch in the park but when texting your fiancé about dinner plans and his availability, you made the split second decision to surprise him with lunch. Jack was on board right away as long as we could pack lunch into his favorite lunch box to show off to all of daddy’s friends.

The butterflies built in your stomach as you unloaded and made your way into the elevator after getting visitor passes. It was amazing that after two years you still got that fluttery feeling every time you saw him.

Jack was swinging your joined hands as he bounced along with the pinging noises notifying the occupants of the changing floors. You had made it all the way up without stopping so as soon as the doors opened to the BAU, Jack’s tiny body was dragging you out towards the bullpen. You let out a loud giggle at the strength of his grip and willingly followed him through the somewhat intimidating glass doors.

The floor was quiet and mostly empty, though a peak towards the right side of the room showed the team minus Aaron in the conference room eating lunch. Your heart clenched as you watched them laughing and glanced towards Aaron’s office to see him alone. After one last glance towards the team, you and Jack made your way to Aaron’s office where you knocked on the doorway as Jack took off in a run.

“Daddy” he yelled, the lunchbox flapping against his side as he raced behind the desk. He kept his grip as Aaron pushed away from his paperwork in time to catch his son. You leaned against the door with a smile as you watched the pair; Aaron closing his eyes and tightening his hold on the young boy as he tried to nudge the lunchbox away from where it dug into his neck.

After a moment, Aaron’s tired eyes lifted from Jack to meet your wistful gaze.

“Sweetheart” he greeted, lifting the boy as he moved from the chair towards you. With a smile, you pushed yourself off the doorway and met him halfway, wrapping your arms around your two favorite boys. His grin melted into yours as he gave you a quick kiss.

“Eww” Jack grumbled, burying his head into Aaron's neck as you broke apart. Aaron’s eyes sparkled with mirth as your noses brushed together. You moved your arms from around Aaron to tickle Jack as his father held him to your mercy. His high pitched laughter turned into huffs as he tried to catch his breath once you pulled away.

“We brought lunch” you stated, pointing towards Jack’s lunch box that had been dropped by his desk in the mayhem. The reminder made Jack jump and wiggle out of his fathers arms, bouncing towards his new obsession.

“And we brought it in my Spider-Man box” he gushed, grabbing the object and pushing it towards Aaron.

His father nodded along attentively as he started talking about making the sandwiches and fruit salad this morning. The pair had moved to sit on the couch at the other end of the office as you watched on with a smile.

As Jack started to unload the lunchbox, Aaron held out a hand and pulled you into his side with a kiss to your cheek. You grinned back at him before kicking off your shoes and pulling your legs up under you as you snuggled up into Aaron’s side. His hand settled onto your knee after handing you a sandwich and the three of you dug in. Every once and a while Aaron would glance over at you when Jack went on a tangent that didn’t require his direct attention. The warmth in his eyes made your heart race as he squeezed your knee. You mouthed “I love you” as you brought his hand up to your lips and left a gentle kiss on his knuckles. His responding grin was commercial worthy and you hid your face in his shoulder as your cheeks heated up. Jack claimed his attention again but you remained curled into Aaron’s side, drifting as you listened to your boys discussing superheroes, magic, and the FBI using webbing as a weapon to catch the bad guys.

Best day off ever.

[catssluvr]

Hey love how are you doing today !? Hope you have a fantastic day , I got my motivation back thanks to you I appreciate you 💌♥️

hii angel, im doing good. just out of school :)) hbu?

im so glad you doo <33 have an amazing day too sweetheart 💌🤍

[catssluvr]

𝒌𝒊𝒔𝒔𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒊𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒓𝒂𝒊𝒏, spencer reid

spencer reid x fem!reader (870 words)

in which you convince spencer to dance with you in the rain

warnings: kissing, fluff :)

based on this request by my sweet anon 🪼 <3

ˏˋ°•*⁀➷

You walk down the leaf covered streets, one hand holding Spencer's while the other is buried deep inside your jacket's pocket. It's not unbearably cold, but enough to prickle your bare hands. The crunch of the leaves under your feet and the warmth of his hand is enough to make you content.

Spencer's rambling on about the history book he finished recently, making sure to tell you every little fact he didn't know until reading it.

This isn't unusual, you take the tub together everyday and he insists on walking you home from there. Even though you're pretty sure he has to walk for two more blocks than he usually would.

Your attention feels like it's divided between listening to him intently and admiring the way he scrunches his nose when he's trying to remember the exact words on the book while quoting them.

"You know, with technology and basic tools, the egyptians built constructions that are more than three hundred feet tall. The biggest question is how they managed to lift the materials up, what's believed is that they used ramps." He occasionally rubs his thumb against the back of your hand as he speaks, stealing glances at you to make sure you're still listening.

"Yeah? I didn't know that." You answer with a small smile.

He pauses as he's about to go to back to talking before saying, "I'm not boring you out, am i?"

"No, never." You reassure with a gentle squeeze to his hand.

You don't blame him for feeling nervous, this is all new to you too, dating him. You're just glad it's him.

"Are you sure? Because you don't have to-" You don't let him finish as you lean to kiss the corner of his mouth. His cheeks turn a dark shade of red and his lips turn upwards into a shy smile.

"I'm sure. Promise."

Before either of you can say anything else, you feel a drop of water hitting your cheek. It's only now you realize how dark the sky is, water pouring down more and more which each passing moment.

"We should hurry." Spencer grips your hand, pulling you to walk at a fast pace.

Your house is still a few streets away and you can already feel the water making it's way through your pants. Truth is you don't think that there's any way you're going to get to your house without getting completely soaked, not even if you actually run.

That's when the idea hits you. You drop your hand from his, waiting for him to turn around with a confused face before saying, "Dance with me?"

"What?" He asks, brows furrowed in confusion but a smile threatening to spill from his lips at any second.

"We're not gonna get home dry anyway." You give him your best pleading eyes, grabbing at the sleeve of his coat to persuade him even quicker.

"We'll end up catching a cold, angel." You know he's probably right, but the idea of dancing with him in the rain is way too tempting to care about getting sick.

"C'mon, Spence. Live a little." You tease with a warm smile, it's quite obvious he's going to give in. "Please?" And that's all it takes for it to be impossible for him to reject your request.

"Yeah, alright." Spencer rolls his eyes to feign annoyance, though his eyes tell you the opposite.

With a triumphal grin, you pull him to the middle of the empty sidewalk. Your arms find place around his shoulder and you take a moment to appreciate the sight of him with wet hair. You don't think you've ever seen him like this before but it certainly is one look that you like seeing him in.

His hands move to rest on your waist, encouraging you to sway gently. He rubs your hip with his thumb over your jacket ever so tentatively, gazing at you so softly you feel like you might melt into a puddle.

It's like you're not even bothered by dancing to no music, the sound of the rain pouring and your breathing against his cheek being enough of a melody to him. He suddenly regrets thinking it was a bad idea.

Spencer pulls you flush against him, barely any space between both of your mouths. "Is this okay?" He asks in almost a whisper.

You barely have time to nod before he's smashing his lips against yours in a feverish kiss. Your fingers tangle themselves in the wet hair at the nape of his neck, nose nudging his gently as you return it just as eagerly.

Your hands fall to his chest after a moment as he moves to cup your face, the kiss becoming soft but just as addicting.

You're not sure how long you stay like that, you don't care. It feels like doing this forever would be a quite easy task.

"We should probably go." You pull away breathlessly, giggling at the way his lips follow yours and your comment almost falls into deaf ears.

"Live a little." He quotes what you had said earlier, all the shyness from earlier disappeared as he smiles teasingly.

You don't have time to answer again as he kisses you one more time.

ˏˋ°•*⁀➷

love you,

cat 🤍

[catssluvr]

Spencer Reid 4x09 52 Pick Up

[catssluvr]

ok so what do i write next (all fluff btw)

[catssluvr]

𝒌𝒊𝒔𝒔𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒊𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒓𝒂𝒊𝒏, spencer reid

spencer reid x fem!reader (870 words)

in which you convince spencer to dance with you in the rain

warnings: kissing, fluff :)

based on this request by my sweet anon 🪼 <3

ˏˋ°•*⁀➷

You walk down the leaf covered streets, one hand holding Spencer's while the other is buried deep inside your jacket's pocket. It's not unbearably cold, but enough to prickle your bare hands. The crunch of the leaves under your feet and the warmth of his hand is enough to make you content.

Spencer's rambling on about the history book he finished recently, making sure to tell you every little fact he didn't know until reading it.

This isn't unusual, you take the tub together everyday and he insists on walking you home from there. Even though you're pretty sure he has to walk for two more blocks than he usually would.

Your attention feels like it's divided between listening to him intently and admiring the way he scrunches his nose when he's trying to remember the exact words on the book while quoting them.

"You know, with technology and basic tools, the egyptians built constructions that are more than three hundred feet tall. The biggest question is how they managed to lift the materials up, what's believed is that they used ramps." He occasionally rubs his thumb against the back of your hand as he speaks, stealing glances at you to make sure you're still listening.

"Yeah? I didn't know that." You answer with a small smile.

He pauses as he's about to go to back to talking before saying, "I'm not boring you out, am i?"

"No, never." You reassure with a gentle squeeze to his hand.

You don't blame him for feeling nervous, this is all new to you too, dating him. You're just glad it's him.

"Are you sure? Because you don't have to-" You don't let him finish as you lean to kiss the corner of his mouth. His cheeks turn a dark shade of red and his lips turn upwards into a shy smile.

"I'm sure. Promise."

Before either of you can say anything else, you feel a drop of water hitting your cheek. It's only now you realize how dark the sky is, water pouring down more and more which each passing moment.

"We should hurry." Spencer grips your hand, pulling you to walk at a fast pace.

Your house is still a few streets away and you can already feel the water making it's way through your pants. Truth is you don't think that there's any way you're going to get to your house without getting completely soaked, not even if you actually run.

That's when the idea hits you. You drop your hand from his, waiting for him to turn around with a confused face before saying, "Dance with me?"

"What?" He asks, brows furrowed in confusion but a smile threatening to spill from his lips at any second.

"We're not gonna get home dry anyway." You give him your best pleading eyes, grabbing at the sleeve of his coat to persuade him even quicker.

"We'll end up catching a cold, angel." You know he's probably right, but the idea of dancing with him in the rain is way too tempting to care about getting sick.

"C'mon, Spence. Live a little." You tease with a warm smile, it's quite obvious he's going to give in. "Please?" And that's all it takes for it to be impossible for him to reject your request.

"Yeah, alright." Spencer rolls his eyes to feign annoyance, though his eyes tell you the opposite.

With a triumphal grin, you pull him to the middle of the empty sidewalk. Your arms find place around his shoulder and you take a moment to appreciate the sight of him with wet hair. You don't think you've ever seen him like this before but it certainly is one look that you like seeing him in.

His hands move to rest on your waist, encouraging you to sway gently. He rubs your hip with his thumb over your jacket ever so tentatively, gazing at you so softly you feel like you might melt into a puddle.

It's like you're not even bothered by dancing to no music, the sound of the rain pouring and your breathing against his cheek being enough of a melody to him. He suddenly regrets thinking it was a bad idea.

Spencer pulls you flush against him, barely any space between both of your mouths. "Is this okay?" He asks in almost a whisper.

You barely have time to nod before he's smashing his lips against yours in a feverish kiss. Your fingers tangle themselves in the wet hair at the nape of his neck, nose nudging his gently as you return it just as eagerly.

Your hands fall to his chest after a moment as he moves to cup your face, the kiss becoming soft but just as addicting.

You're not sure how long you stay like that, you don't care. It feels like doing this forever would be a quite easy task.

"We should probably go." You pull away breathlessly, giggling at the way his lips follow yours and your comment almost falls into deaf ears.

"Live a little." He quotes what you had said earlier, all the shyness from earlier disappeared as he smiles teasingly.

You don't have time to answer again as he kisses you one more time.

ˏˋ°•*⁀➷

love you,

cat 🤍

[catssluvr]

hellooo :) can i have 🪼 she/her for the anon emoji thing please :O)

Also a Derek Morgan fic would be AMAZING but this scenario can be used for any cm character really.

Okay so can it be like they have an established or HEAVY mutual pining and Derek (or whoever) is walking reader home. And it starts CHUCKING it down with rain but instead of running home, reader actually gets Morgan (or whoever) to dance in the rain with her/them? like super fluffy and cute and then it ends in a lil smooch :>)

can reader be in the BAU too pls

YOUR WRITING IS AMAZING BTW!!

AND IF YOU DO DO THIS THEN THANK YOUUU 😽😽😽 <3333

find your request here <3

hi <33 ofc u can have it 💌

thank you sm for your request ml, had so much fun writing it 🤍 i made it for spencer since the other one was with derek and it would end up being quite similar, hope thats ok :)) but if u wanna do another one for derek just send it!!

AND TYYY UR THE SWEETEST 🩷

[catssluvr]

“writing fanfics is something I do in my free time for fun. I will not treat it like a job and will instead treat it like a hobby because that’s what it is.”

also how it feels being a fanfic writer:

[catssluvr]

Me whilst writing: This is a masterpiece…I am a literary genius

Me whilst editing my writing: I am an abomination to the writing community

[catssluvr]

some devious fluff coming out today (finally) 💪🏼

[catssluvr]

Criminal Minds: Evolution (2022-) | Emily Prentiss | 16x01

[catssluvr]

According to ChatGPT, here are some Aaron Hotchner headcanons:

Hotch has an impeccable memory for birthdays—he never forgets a single one, even for people he met only once. He'll always send a card, even if it's just signed "A.H."

He has a precise morning routine: wakes up at 5:00 AM sharp, drinks one cup of black coffee while reviewing case files, and goes for a 30-minute run—rain or shine.

Hotch never leaves his office without locking it—even if he's only stepping out for a minute. It’s a habit from his time in the prosecutor’s office when sensitive files were everywhere.

He wears the same brand of cologne every day, something subtle and clean—nobody knows what it is, but you can always tell when he's in the room because of it.

He always has a spare tie in his desk drawer. Hotch hates when his tie gets wrinkled, and if it does, he'll change it without hesitation, even in the middle of a case briefing.

He’s a terrible cook. Despite his meticulous nature, Hotch cannot cook anything more complex than pasta or toast. Jack always insists on ordering out when it's his dad's turn to make dinner.

He counts his steps while walking to calm his mind—whether he’s pacing in the BAU or walking down a street. He’ll always know the exact number of steps it takes to get anywhere he goes frequently.

He collects cufflinks. He has a surprisingly varied collection that he keeps neatly organized at home, though he almost always wears the plain silver ones because they're "professional."

He’s very particular about Jack’s bedtime routine. Every night, when he’s home, Hotch reads Jack the same storybook Haley used to read to him. It’s the one tradition he refuses to let go of, no matter how late he gets home from work.

He occasionally teases Morgan in a way only Morgan would understand. It’s subtle, but every now and then, Hotch will make a comment about Morgan’s workout routine or his “muscles taking up all the space,” just to get a rise out of him. It’s rare, but when it happens, Morgan knows it’s Hotch’s way of bonding.

He never eats in front of others. Hotch is always the last to grab food at team gatherings or the one quietly taking his lunch back to his office. He prefers to eat alone and in silence.

As Jack becomes a teenager, he starts teasing Hotch about how serious he always looks, even when he’s not at work. Jack will jokingly try to imitate his dad’s stern expression, and it always makes Hotch crack a rare smile.

Hotch can fall asleep anywhere, anytime—a skill honed from years of working around the clock. Whether it's a plane, a car, or even his office chair, he can grab a few minutes of rest without missing a beat.

He’s meticulous about his appearance, but his hair always falls out of place at least once during a case. You can often see him running a hand through it to tame it back into submission.

He’s quietly terrified of Jack growing up and forgetting Haley. Whenever Jack asks questions about her, Hotch makes sure to answer in as much detail as possible, wanting his son to always remember who she was, how much she loved them both.

[catssluvr]

Can I please get one where Aaron is doing the run in that one episode and the reader is at the finish line and meets the team there for the first time as his girlfriend and jack is like “yeah this is my dads girl.” I just feel like it would be a cute interaction.

Triumph at the finish line | [A.H]

𝘗𝘢𝘪𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨: 𝘈𝘢𝘳𝘰𝘯 𝘏𝘰𝘵𝘤𝘩𝘯𝘦𝘳 𝘹 𝘧𝘦𝘮!𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘳 𝘊𝘞: 𝘕𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘪𝘵'𝘴 𝘧𝘭𝘶𝘧𝘧 𝘞𝘊: 0.6𝘬 𝘐'𝘮 𝘴𝘰 𝘪𝘯 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘪𝘥𝘦𝘢!! 𝘈𝘯𝘥 𝘐 𝘴𝘸𝘦𝘢𝘳 𝘵𝘰 𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘮𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵𝘺 𝘱𝘦𝘰𝘱𝘭𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘏𝘰𝘵𝘤𝘩 𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘬𝘴 𝘴𝘰 𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘦 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘦𝘱𝘪𝘴𝘰𝘥𝘦. 𝘐 𝘸𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘴𝘩𝘪𝘱 𝘳𝘶𝘯𝘯𝘦𝘳 𝘩𝘰𝘵𝘤𝘩 𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳. 💕💕

           The finish line came into view, and Hotch pushed through the final stretch of his run, his breaths coming in steady, controlled bursts. It was the annual FBI triathlon, and the exhaustion from the event could be felt in every single one of his muscles, but his determination never wavered. With the crowd cheering on, he kept his eyes forward, focused - until he spotted a familiar figure in the crowd.

           You stood at the edge of the crowd, scanning the sea of runners, nervous excitement bubbling inside you. It was your first time meeting the team, and though you’d been looking forward to it, there was a flutter in your stomach. But when your eyes locked with Aaron’s, all that nervous energy seemed to dissolve. His expression softened as he saw you, and the exhaustion on his face melted into something else entirely - surprise, warmth, and something unmistakably affectionate.

           He crossed the finish line, sweat beading on his forehead, and almost immediately approached you. You smiled wide, waving slightly, feeling a rush of warmth spread through your chest at the sight of him.

           "Hey, you," Aaron breathed out, a small grin tugging at his lips as he reached you, still catching his breath but clearly happy you were there. His eyes sparkled in a way they only did when he was with you.

           "Hey," you replied softly, stepping closer. "I couldn’t miss your big finish."

           He let out a light chuckle and leaned in to press a soft kiss to your forehead, before embracing you in a tight hug while ignoring the bustling crowd around you. For a man who was so reserved in public, especially at work events, the gesture felt so intimate and personal, making your heart skip a beat.

           Before you could say anything more, a small voice piped up from nearby.

           "Daddy! You didn’t tell me she was coming!" Jack’s voice was excited, and when you glanced over, there he was - Aaron’s little boy standing next to the team, his wide grin full of delight. The BAU team stood behind him, all of them watching with varying degrees of curiosity and amusement. "This is my daddy's girlfriend!" Jack turned back to the team for a split second, still not able to pronounce his r's fully. Your heart melted as you heard the way the little boy spoke.

           Aaron’s smile grew as he looked at Jack. "I wanted it to be a surprise," he said and then turned to you with a playful glint in his eyes.

           Your heart fluttered as Jack bounded over to you, full of energy. "Hi!" he greeted you enthusiastically, and without hesitation, he hugged your legs.

           "Hi, Jack," you said with a warm smile, reaching down to ruffle his hair gently. "You did great cheering your dad on."

           Jack beamed up at you, then looked back at Aaron with a wide grin. "I like her, Daddy! She’s really nice. Can she stay with us forever?" Jack ran to his dad hoping for a quick answer to his question.

           Aaron laughed softly, his eyes crinkling at the corners as he looked between you and Jack. "Yes, buddy, she will."

           The BAU team, still watching from a few feet away, chuckled quietly amongst themselves. Penelope Garcia let out a soft, “Aww!” while Derek Morgan elbowed Spencer Reid, who raised an eyebrow with interest.

           Aaron finally turned toward them, gesturing you over with a gentle hand on your lower back. “Everyone, this is my girlfriend. I figured it was time for you to meet her."

           You smiled a little nervously, but the team’s welcoming nature was immediate. “It’s so nice to finally meet you,” JJ said with a kind smile, followed by a nod from Emily, who added, “We’ve heard a lot about you.”

           “Only good things, I hope,” you replied, your cheeks warming slightly.

           "Mostly," Derek teased, giving Aaron a look that earned him a small but amused eye roll from him.

[catssluvr]

I love your Hotch blurbs! <3 Can I request a little something where HOtch and reader just started their relationship, and reader gets SO flustered but so happy when he calls her honey - or sweetheart - or angel - or whatever cute nickname you want to give?!?!?! 🥰

flustered

tags: fluff, fem!reader, pet names, newly established relationship, 301 words

Though your relationship with Aaron is pretty new, it isn’t unusual for you to stay the night at his apartment. It’s just you tonight, since Jack is staying at his aunt’s place for a few days. You’ve been curled up on the couch with a blanket for the past few hours waiting for Aaron to get home from work, a mindless show playing on the television. The time is just nearing midnight when you finally hear the door click open. Your boyfriend steps inside and shuts it softly behind him with an audible sigh. 

“Long day?” you ask, rubbing the sleep out of your eyes as you sit up straight. 

His ever present frown deepens as he sheds his suit coat and sets his things down with a gentle thud. “Honey, you didn’t have to stay up for me.”

Your brain short circuits at the pet name that he uses so casually, like it isn’t the first time you’ve heard it from him. “What?” 

“Why aren’t you in bed?” he asks as he walks over and sits down next to you, cupping your cheek with his hand. His gentle touch makes your heart race.

“I…” Heat crawls up your neck and reaches the tips of your ears. “I wanted to wait for you.” 

Aaron’s mouth quirks up into a small smile. “While I appreciate that, your sleep is important, honey.” 

“You keep calling me that,” you mumble.

“What? Honey?” 

You nod. “Mhm.”  

The pad of his thumb brushes across the apple of your cheek. “Do you want me to stop?”

“No!” you blurt out with a sheepish smile on your face. “No, I… I like it.” 

A huff of laughter escapes from his lips. “I’ll make sure to keep note of that, honey. How about we get you to bed, hm?”

[catssluvr]

Spencer: can i see your hand? 

*Y/n gives hand without hesitation* 

Spencer: thanks. 

*Spencer begins to draw on Y/n’s palm* 

Y/n: *smiles*  

*two minutes later*

Spencer: what do you think? 

*Y/n looks at the palm of their hand…*

Y/n: it’s a… it’s.. you drew a ring? 

Spencer: no. i drew this. 

*Spencer gets down on one knee, takes out a velvet box, and reveals an engagement ring inside*

Spencer: will you-

Y/n: actually, i like the one on my hand. it’s inventive and dignified. and it’s way prettier- i’m totally fucking kidding come here yes yes yes a thousand times yes 

Spencer: you know what, you can keep the hand doodle-

Y/n: spencer i was kidding kiss me already-

Spencer: i’m going to return this-

Y/n: look. this is what you’re going to live with for the rest of your life. 

Spencer, dreamily: yes. you are. 

*the newly engaged lovebirds kiss before Y/n admires her hand* 

Y/n: …did you use permanent ink on me? 

[catssluvr]

working on a spencer fic and i’ll try to post it on thursday angels 🙏🏼