i-love-oldermen

[i-love-oldermen]

Heyyy guys I have no idea what to post and have a bunch of things in my drafts. Sooo I was thinking of you guys picking which one you guys want.

Thank you all for the likes and follows too :)

[i-love-oldermen]

|Ultraviolence|

A/n: Heyyyy guys it’s been forever but I like this plot and I’m still not sure what to write for part 2 of my other story. So enjoy this :)

Summary: The boys could tell you would do anything for Butcher, he thought you were just following orders

Warnings: (not the best smut but yk) cursing, age play, grinding, p in v, teasing, fingering, slight dom!Butcher

Even though you were the youngest and quietest you had a designated job, ‘doctor’ was your role. You patched everyone up when they got hurt. You were a nursing student before you were offered to take down supes by Frenchie. Frenchie had been your friend for years so without question you joined and disappeared off the face of the earth.

Although now was a normal day in the bunker for the most part. You were sitting with Frenchie cuddled up to him as you guys watched a movie with Kimiko on his other side. You loved the little trio you had with them. You made sure they were always safe and they did the same for you. Your eyes became heavy as you started to fall asleep on Frenchies shoulder.

You were woken up by Frenchie who was slightly shaking your shoulders but you can hear commotions. You rubbed your eyes, standing up and turning towards the commotion. It was Butcher he was hurt with a gash on his forehead and now wearing a shirt covered in blood that you cleaned before he left. You stood in your spot by the couch watching everything unfold, that’s when he turned to you.

“Oí go get the bloody first aid why don’t ya”

Butcher turned to reveal an even more injured Hughie who was grabbing his side in agony. You quickly went to your room grabbing the first aid kit. Rushing back into the small kitchen you set the first aid kit down, turning to Hughie you wrap a arm around his waist making sure not to touch his cut.

“I got him Butcher” you look up at him as he gives you a nod.

You sit Hughie down on the table. You whisper sweet nothings to Hughie as if he were a child with a boo boo.

“It’s gonna be okay Hughie I’ll fix you up all nice” you give him a caring smile being cautious as you sew stitches in his side.

“Holy fuck y/n can you shut the fuck up and not be a fucking lap dog” the words hurt your heart a bit you always thought of Hughie as a friend. You knew Hughie was in pain so you just sat letting everything fall silent or so you thought. You hear big heavy footsteps echo through the empty kitchen floorboards. Looking up at Hughie you can see the fear in his eyes as it floods his whole body making him tense up. Turning around you’re faced with an angrier Butcher.

“Oí don’t be a cunt to the angel that is stitching you up”

Hughie replies quick “you don’t get it she uh-“

“Bloody I don’t give a rats ass what she does matter of fact” Butcher leans down to Hughies ear before whispering something that came out incoherent to you. By the looks of it you can see Hughies eyes widen and Butcher having a big smirk. After Butcher walks away to the living room , taking a seat that’s facing the kitchen.

“Im sorry Hughie” you say in a whisper hushed tone.

He doesn’t even look at you staring at the ceiling as you finish up his stitches. You help him clean up the blood around his stitches making sure to be careful.

“I got it thank you y/n” there’s a hint of sarcasm in his voice but you just brush it off.

You give him a head nod before going to the living room where Butcher is. You stand infront of him with your hands behind you back.

“Yes y/n” his voice is gruffy sending a special sensation down your spine and in between your thighs.

“Would you like me to check you out” you look him up as if you were scanning for any injures. You see a small scratch on his head.

You see as a smirk creeps onto his face “There is always other ways you could help me love”

You were sure Butcher saw you as nothing else then a child. So obviously he was joking, right? I mean 15 years apart and he always called you kiddo. You shake it the thought from your brain.

You let out a small giggle, not taking anything he says serious. “Here let me help you” pointing to his temple that where the scratch is. He starts to speak but you cut him off “Let me at least look at it” He lets out a sigh. Knowing you won you straddle one of his thighs, gently hovering above his thigh not making contact. You gently grab his face into your hands.

“You see anything, love” you can feel his breath on your neck. As his hands creep onto your hips.

“No I think you’re good but-“ you’re the one who’s cut off by him pulling you down to his thigh. The gasp that fell from your lips caused the British man to smirk.

“Come on” you stayed quiet not knowing what to say. “I see the way you look at me, you sweet angel” he starts to slowly rock your hips back and forth. Your mouth fell open from the friction with the small amount of fabric covering your glistening core. As he leads your hips you couldn’t help the way your lips shuttered as you felt the rough Jean fabric massage your clit.

“Fuck Butcher, please” the noises coming from your mouth were unholy to say at least.

“Tell me what you want, kiddo” the nickname rang through your ears. Kiddo? Really right now? But you just couldn’t help the desperate needy whine that fell from your lips.

Looking up into his eyes ¨Please, Butcher I want to feel your hands all over me ¨ he grinds your hips harder into his thigh which causes a moan to slip from your lips. He grabs your face in a rough assertive way making your lips crash together. Letting out another moan which is hushed by Butchers lips.

The feeling of his lips on yours is intoxicating being able to taste the cigarette he must of smoked and the taste of whiskey faint on his tongue. As you tangle your hands into his hair, his hands find there way to your ass which makes him grab and knead the soft flesh.

He gently pulls away holding your face in his hands ¨How about we takes this somewhere, where I can lay you down darlin¨ He has a smirk on his face.

¨Come with me then, old man¨ As you get up from his lap you feel a slap to your ass, pulling you back towards him.

¨Be a good girl and mind what you say, okay darlin¨ he holds your face in one hand squeezing your cheeks together giving you fish lips. A giggle falls from your swollen lips causing Butcher to smirk down at you.

You attempt once again to escape his strong grasp. Yet your attempt is once again failed by him pulling you back down on his lap so now your back was facing him. ¨Where you trying to go now love ¨ Dominating tone in his voice causes you to push your ass back feeling how hard he is.

¨Come on baby lets go to the room¨your voice comes out as a whisper as you grind your ass on him.

You feel as Butchers hand finds its way to your neck ¨ How about you try your best to stay quiet for me my love¨

Feeling his hand slide down to your shorts pushing them aside. He massages the inside of your thigh as your head falls on to his shoulder. A moan leaves your lips. Butcher is quick to cover your mouth as one hand massages circles into your clit. You bite down on his hand to conceal your moan as his rough hand goes faster and faster. As a knot builds in your stomach and your eyes begin to roll back Butcher stops in his tracks. Hand still covering you whine at the loss of contact. He swiftly removes his hand while flipping you over to face him.

¨Hey there pretty girl¨

¨Shut up and fuck me already”

“See love all you needed was to ask”

The kiss was dominant and fierce as he claimed your mouth in a searing kiss. Pushing down your shorts and taking off his jeans in a swift push. Removing your underwear wear he pushes the tip painfully slow through your folds, pushing on the back of your head to make you watch. You pant, trying to lift yourself up and down his cock while that lightning hot feeling flashes through your stomach.

Without much to any warning he puts all his length in you. You moan at the sensation of him feeling you up all the way, stretching you out in a way that you’ve craved.

Butcher holds your hips in place as he starts fucking into you, the slapping noise along with moans and grunts fill the air. Your lips fall open as moans fall from your mouth, you can tell butcher loves the noise by the way his dick starts twitching in you.

Your legs practically give out, but he kept you upright, clearly not finished with you. With every thrust of his hips, every squeeze of his hand, and every flick against your skin, you get closer and closer to your orgasm. You are screaming out his name as he spills into you, burying his face against your neck as he releases the most unholy groan. it was a miracle he could keep you both upright, but he managed, and he took a moment to admire the way you looked.

He loved how you looked so angelic and weak in his arms.

His lips found there way against your jugular, he begins whispering “you’re mine” over and over again until you hear the commotion of the team coming back

Fuck.

[i-love-oldermen]

|The Winchester|

A/n: Angsty so im kinda just writing, should I make a part 2?? Trust big plot twist

Summary: It’s been years since you’ve seen Dean, you left him but he was the love of your life.

Warnings: Some Language also not edited yet.

You didn’t know what you were getting yourself into, you were on a hunt by yourself. You left your family of hunters due to the fact they were to overbearing and thought you would get hurt all the time. You left 5 years ago and you hadn’t seen them since the big argument. No one has seen you, you made sure you never ran into someone that may have known you. Still finding cases in towns and making sure to change your name with every case although now you needed help so you went to one of the best hunters you know. Bobby Singer.

You had been hunting the nest for what felt like eternity

Contemplating your decisions you pull up to Bobby’s house. Parking your cherry red 1968 Chevelle, you turn off the roaring engine. That’s when you see Bobby coming out with a shotgun. You get out of your car, shutting the door behind you, you put your hands up and stand right next to your car while holding your side.

“Who the hell are you” Bobby doesn’t put down his shotgun. He looks you over noticing the blood on your shirt.

“Please I need your help Bobby, I’m a hunter too” he puts his gun down but puts it back up once you take a step towards him. “You know my father Bobby”

“What’s your name kid”

“Y/n. Y/n Harvelle”

Bobby lowers his gun. He has a sad look on his face, you don’t know why though. Yes your father did die a year after you left but you’re more careful then he was hunting.

“I know Bobby”

“You went MIA you had everyone looking for you” He gives you a look of disbelief.

“I’m good at hiding plus I didn’t wanna be found” you shrug it off as you follow Bobby inside his house.

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After a while you tell Bobby about the hunt you’re on basic vamp nest but you can’t seem to find the nests location. You both start going over the lore just double checking anything you could have missed. Your thinking is cut silent by a knocking at the door.

“You just stay here okay kiddo” you shake your head and stay in your spot at Bobby’s desk.

He opens the door calling whoever is on the other side idjits. You continue reading the book you have opened on the desk, when you hear his voice. Dean Winchester. You saw him a year after you left your family, the day your father passed. You were crying in his arms while he held you tell you fell asleep. When he finally woke up the morning after you were gone, you found out he had called your mother, Hellen while you were asleep so you disappeared and never talked to him again. Now though he was here at Bobby’s it was to late to run out the back door as Bobby led him and Sam to the living room where you were sitting.

Dean is speaking to Bobby “we just need some books for-“ when his eyes land on you he stops talking, as if he was frozen in place.

Bobby calls out to you “Y/n the Winchester boys are here”

You quickly get up from your spot standing up, biting the inside of your cheek. You look into Deans eyes hes just as beautiful as the day you left him.

Dean speaks first his eyes cold at first “I saw that Chevelle and prayed to god i didńt have to see you”

Bobby looks at Dean with a disappointed look “What is the matter with you Dean”

Dean looks at you again with nothing but rage “She knows what she did Bobby”

You feel your eyes begin to water, so you turn to Sam instead.

“Hey Sammy” you look at him with a sweet melancholy smile, before he slowly starts walking over to you and hugging you tightly. You can hear Sam’s voice begin to quiver “I thought you died”

You pull away from him holding his face in your hands “I can take care of my self Sam”

Bobby interrupts “Im guessing you guys were close”

“Yeah not anymore” Dean says full of anger or sadness you cant tell. He starts to storm out of Bobbys house so you follow him as he goes to the impala. He gets in his car before starting it and driving away so you do the same racing after him. You grab your phone, trying to call him but he doesn’t answer at all sending you straight to voicemail every time. He starts going faster taking turns to try to lose you but you stay close on his tail. He pulls over when he gets to a motel probably where him and Sam were staying. You pull up right next to him jumping out of your car as he does. Before he can make it to his room, you yell his name. You grab him by his hand as he yanks it away before turning to you.

“Please Dean wait” you look in his eyes to see anger layered on his face.

“No so stop acting like you care y/n”

“I do care”

“You dont get to say you care you left Y/n and you didnt come back, I didnt know if you were dead or alive” he took a step closer to you.

“You don’t get it Dean” you practically whispered.

He yelled back “I dont get what, you didnt want to be with me or the fact you couldn’t love me how i loved you”

As tears threaten to spill you yelled back “I did love you Dean that’s why I had to leave, I couldn’t lose you too”

Truth was on the day you cried in his arms you told him how much your father truly meant to you. You hadn’t told anyone. You told Dean you loved him that night right before he called Helen.

“I told you i loved you the day I left you in that motel room and you said nothing and called my fucking mother” tears slipped from your eyes as you kept eye contact with him.

“I was trying to help you y/n and you wouldn’t let me”

Just like before you were back in his arms as held you close. Not ever wanting to let go you wrap your arms around him as you let the tears spill. You hear his uneven breathing as he lets some tears slip from his eyes. You pull away as hes still holding and grab both the sides of his face, you close your eyes as each others lips crash into one another. His warm lips move in sync with yours, as if you guys never parted to being with. For the first time in a long time, you felt whole again.

You pulled away trying to catch your breathe “Listen Dean I love you more than you could ever know”

Dean wipes the drying tears off your face cradling your face in his hands. He has the smirk on his lips that you’ve loved forever “You love me more than your Chevelle”

You laugh a little “Without a doubt Dean Winchester”

“Good cause I love you more than baby” he pulls you back into a kiss, stepping on your tippy toes you pull him deeper.

You wake up from your dream you’re still at Bobbys. You fell asleep on his desk so he wrapped a blanket around you. You look at your phone to see the time read 3:15 a.m. You went to dial in the love of your life’s number memorizing the numbers. As you listen to the phone ring on the second ring he answers.

“Hello this is Dean”

[i-love-oldermen]

|Now you know my name| pt.1

A/n: I know it’s been a while but Ive recently started watching the boys and fell on my knees for this man. Literally on my knees for him, I love him so much.

Summary: After having a long mission all you wanted was a shower along with a sneaky link but What happens when you take a steamy shower pic and send it to the wrong person?

Warnings: Language, homel@nder (such a cunt)

Smut will happen in pt.2 I promise

Word count: 1.5k

Some of the basics you just joined the boys and have became close with Frenchie, Kimiko, M.M, Hughie, and even Annie. For some strange odd reason Butcher never seemed to be interested in you or even care to remember your name. You’ve tried being nice and understanding towards him but he either ignored you or walked off. That’s when you decided you weren’t going to pay attention to him anymore and for 3 whole weeks you haven’t.

You couldn’t think of Butcher at this exact moment though, the only thing you thought about was finishing a stupid mission to get some intel and get out quick. You sat with Frenchie and Kimiko in the van right behind Butcher who was driving. Everyone was busy talking who was doing what, when Hughie turned to you.

“You remember what your job is right y/n” he seemed nervous but serious.

To be totally honest today wasn’t the best day for you and you weren’t having it he told you your job over and over today least to say you were tired of it. Sure you were the youngest but you weren’t dumb.

Sarcastically you say “ You know what Hughie after the million times you told me, I don’t fucking remember”

The van got silent for a moment. Hughie was in shock along with M.M and Frenchie.

“Oí whats the matter with you” Butcher roughly says while looking in the mirror to look at you.

“Can you just drive” Rolling your eyes you avoid the gazes from everyone else by looking out the window. You see as Butcher he goes to say something but you just put on headphones and ignore him.

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After an agonizing car ride, the van comes to a full stop. You took off your headphones and climbed out of the van, Frenchie holding the door gave you an apologetic look. You pull down your pencil skirt fixing your blazer as well.

“You okay, mon amour” he put a hand on your face.

“Yeah Frenchie don’t worry about it” you gave him a comforting smile and turned to close the door.

The job today was to get into vought and plant a bug in Stan Edgar’s office. The seven haven’t seen your face around enough to remember it so you were the one going to sneak in.

Frenchie was hooking you up to a mic and camera so if you were to need back up you could get it within minutes. “Okay you should be able to get in and out with little obstacles” Hughie reassured you. M.M handed you the bug which you put in your phone case as Hughie did.

“Okay I think I’m ready to go” you were confident you were going to be able to do this.

“Aye don’t screw it up”

You turn to Butcher. He has a dumb smirk on his face that you want to punch off his face but you keep your composure while you put in your ear piece before walking away.

You pulled out your phone while walking in the building typing a message.

‘You’re such a cunt William , fuck you’

While walking through security and getting a pat down, you see Annie walk by she gives you a smile and a head tilt on which way to go. You are escorted by security up to the elevator. You had a cover as being an important investor to vought but you wanted to meet the man himself. Stan Edgar. Feeling your phone vibrate in your hand you look at it to see a message from Butcher. Without unlocking your phone to see the message you show it to the tiny camera connected to your shirt.

You hear through your earpiece, it’s Frenchie telling you to ignore the English man so you do putting your phone down to your side.

When you hear the elevator ding you are met with none other then Homelander. He has a disgusted look on his face as he looks at you. You start walking out of the elevator when he speaks.

“Have we met before”

You don’t know what to say almost to stun to speak so you just smile “No I don’t think so, maybe at a charity event”

You give a smile to reassure him. He looks you up and down seeing his expression change you change the topic. “Hey would you happen to know where Mr.Edgars office is?”

“Oh sweetheart you’re on the wrong floor” you cringe at the ‘sweetheart’ part feeling your skin crawl.

“Here I’ll take you” he states not making it seem like a question at all.

In your earpiece you hear Butcher -don’t fucking get in the elevator- he sounds furious so you take out your earpiece and take out earrings to cover it up and shoving it into your purse. Now your team can only see and hear you.

Homelander steps into the elevator holding the door for you, giving you an overwhelming smile “so are you coming or not”

You smile back to him before stepping inside the elevator. “Thank you so much for showing me”

He holds the smug smile on his face “No problem sweetheart” you cringe at the name again as your smile dies down. It becomes awkwardly silent as the building floors ding, you hear your phone starting to blow up. Homelander turns to you “You can answer that if you need to” you give him a head nod “oh it’s nothing important” he starts to speak as the doors open.

You take a step out quick not wanting to be with him a minute longer, leaving homelander in the elevator by himself. Thanking him you hurry to Stan Edgar’s office, he’s not in his office according to starlight. Quickly you pop in putting the bug under his office desk. You rush out of the office to be greeted yet again by the bitch in red white and blue.

“He wasn’t in there was he” he’s staring into your soul, taking a step closer to you.

“Oh no he’s not, my assistant was texting me that he rescheduled last minute” you smile to him hoping it would make your lie seem more believable.

“You’re a lying bitch” the supe threatens backing you into a corner with a freighting grin on his face.

“Excuse me”

“I do know you, you’re one of Huggies little friends aren’t you”

You try to shove him but he doesn’t move “I don’t know what you’re talking about” He pins your arms down.

“You’re lying, I can tell” His eyes start to glow red, when starlight comes into view.

She rushes to your side as she yells for him to let you go. He lets go “Oh hey starlight” he tries to play it off.

“Miss why don’t you come with me” She puts an arm around your shoulder, leading you back to the elevator. When inside the elevator and the doors close she turns to you with a worried look on her face.

“Did you really take out your earpiece”

“Yeah but Annie-“ you try to justify for yourself but she cuts you off.

“Y/n that was really risky, if it weren’t for Hughie who knows that homelander would have done”

“Okay im sorry” you didn’t mean it you still finished what you were suppose to and nothing that bad happened. You open your phone to see you have 10 messages all from Butcher.

Ignore the dumb cunt.

Don’t get in that fucking elevator.

You’re stuck with homelander how is that not in your fucking brain.

Y/n get out.

NOW.

Bloody hell stop being a cunt.

You’re going to get killed.

GET OUT!

He’ll KILL YOU!

Get the bloody hell away from him.

You have a shocked look on your face turning your phone to Annie. She has a puzzled look before grabbing your phone and looking at the messages. She’s shocked too. She covered your camera mouthing how she’s so shocked and didn’t know Butcher was this upset, totally agreeing with her as you are still in shock.

As the elevator doors open you separate now at the main floor, you step out of the elevator giving her a small wave. Walking towards the front door, you see a person you recognize pretending to read a newspaper. As you meet his eyes Butcher drops the paper and starts walking over to you. You stop walking standing in place in shock. He grabs you by your wrist before practically dragging you outside the building. M.m pulls up with the van before Butcher shoves you inside following you in climbing in the backseat. M.m drives away and that’s when Billy starts yelling.

“What the bloody hell were you thinking” he yelled.

“I think I planted the fucking bug” you yelled back at him getting into his face.

“You almost died y/n”

The van got quiet. Butcher had never said your name ever. To stunned to speak but still boiling with anger. You try to turn away putting on your headphones.

He pulls them off “I think the fuck not”

“Oh so now you want to act like you care like you’re my daddy”

You continued on “You treat me like shit just to care now, fuck you butcher”

Hughie tries to intervene “Guys come on-“

You turn to him “Hughie thanks for the back up but I swear to fucking god-“ you feel a hand go across your face. You hold your face.

You hear Frenchie in the back of the van “oh shit”

You turn to Butcher “Did you just fucking slap me”

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I hate you? Pt.4

Y/n x Spencer Reid

Warnings: language

I walked over to my mom. She was scaring me.

Y/n: Mom whos on the phone

She says nothing she just stands there frozen. I take the phone out of her hands, I listen to it closely.

Y/n: Hello who is this

Y/n: Helllooooo

Y/n: Is anyone there

There’s mumbled screaming and sobbing in the back ground. My mom falls down to the ground and starts crying. I’m getting angry that no one is answering anything I ask.

Y/n: Who the fuck is this

???: Ah thats what i was waiting for

Y/n: Who is this, what do you want

???: Welcome back in town Ruby

Then the person hangs up. No this is someone from my old days. Ruby was my fake name when I did deals. Who could it possible be? The doorbell rings. My mom looks at the door so do I. I grab my gun and put it in the waist band of my shorts, I open the door. I’m ready to pull out my gun when-

Kids: Trick or treat

Omg it’s just little kids. A zombie, a Spider-Man, and a skeleton. I tell them I’ll be right back, I turn the corner and grab there candies.

Y/n: Here you go guys

I give all the kids candy and shut the door. My mom gets up and sits on the couch. I pull out my phone I don’t want to but I have to call my team. I call them and tell them everything that has happened since I got to my moms house. Never bringing up the name Ruby.

Hotch: Okay we’re on our way

I hang up the phone.

Y/n: Dont worry mom my teams on there way

She continues to cry on the couch. It won’t be long till my team is knocking on the door. I call Garcia real quick to see how much time I have.

García: hello princess how may I be your knight in shining armor

Y/n: García how long do I have till the team gets here

Garcia: Give me one minute

I can hear her typing on her keyboard really fast.

Garcia: You have roughly 15 mins

Y/n: They left the police station already

Garcia: Yep and there on route

Y/n: Okay i need one last thing

Garcia: anything what is it

Y/n: I wanna know if there has been any reports on a gang called ojos del Diablo

García: Weird name but sure

I hear the clicking of her keyboard. I have no idea what she’ll find. There’s a short pause and than she gasps.

Y/n: García What did you find

Garcia: I have to tell the team

Y/n: No garcia just tell me what you have

Garcia: One of the reports says they caught one of his guys but he wouldn’t speak due to someone name Ruby omg

Y/n: What about Ruby

García: It says that she would break fingers and arms if anyone disobeyed her

Y/n: Do they know who Ruby is

García: Uhm no, no one really does

Y/n: okay thank you García

García: y/n

Y/n: yeah

García: Be careful

I hang up the phone. There’s a knock on the door. I look through the window to see it’s a kid.

Y/n: Hey mom why don’t you go lay down

She stands up, mumbles something and then goes to her room. I’ve never seen my mom like this the screaming must have been my sisters. I open the door to see a kid standing holding a envelope and a bag. He looks terrified with tears in his eyes.

Kid: This is for you ms. Ruby

He hands me the envelope and bag. I open the envelope to see pictures of me. Some where I’m giving out candy others where I’m walking inside the police station.

Y/n: Okay honey thank you

He cries a little and than runs away. I don’t want to open the bag tell my team comes. I stare out the window and put the pictures on the coffee table. As I spread the pictures out there’s a picture I see of me and Spencer. He has his hand behind my back blocking Wes from me. If who ever is doing this thinks me and Spencer are something he’ll get hurt. There’s a knock at the door but I can see someone’s head through the small window in the door. I pull out my gun.

Y/n: Who is it

Hotch: It’s us open the door

I open the door. It’s going to be a very long night.

A/n: Heyyy guys sorry I haven’t written for a while, I’m already working on the next part so shouldn’t me much of a wait. Thank you guys for all the likes ❤️❤️❤️

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I hate you? Pt.3

Y/n x Spencer Reid

Warnings: Language, mention of murder

I stand there at the door. Looking straight at Spencer and he’s looking at me too. I have no idea what he could have heard. I don’t even know what to say to him right now.

Y/n: Spen-

Reid: Y/n what’s going on

Y/n: Spencer please

I put my hands on his arms but he swats them away.

Reid: Tell me what’s going on

Wes: Don’t worry about it

Y/n: Wes shut the hell up, Spencer please go away

The way he looks at me hurts, his eyes say everything he’s angry but confused. He takes a deep breath then walks away. I let go of a breath I didn’t know I was holding. I turn to Wes and shove him.

Y/n: If you ever say anything you better hope I don’t find you

I can see the fear in his eyes. He remembers how I use to be. The me that I ran away from. He knows I lied about where I came from to get into the fbi. Knowing now that I will hurt him if he says anything I walk away and enter the bullpen. There’s a lot of commotion and a women is yelling I know her voice. I see JJ who’s standing out of the crowd of people.

Y/n: Hey jj whats going on

Jj: Someone is here to see you

She walks to the crowd of people and i follow behind her. That’s when I see my mom I haven’t talked to her since I moved away. I moved away 7 years ago. She looks at me not knowing who I was at first and then it hits her. I see her sadness turn into pure anger.

Y/mom: It’s your fault she’s missing

Hotch: Who’s missing

Y/mom: The last daughter I have is gone

She starts crying more so Emily takes her to a different room. I stand there still, I don’t know what to do. My baby sister is missing. A single tear falls from my eye, i quickly wipe it away hoping no one sees me. I was wrong someone did see me.

Morgan: Hey it’s going to be okay we’ll find her

He puts a comforting hand on my shoulder and we walk towards the back room. I look at all the information on the white boards, all the pictures and everything. This person has taken a 7 year break. Why start killing now? Does he have my sister? There’s a reoccurring pattern and all the victims have similar features to me. Am I what he wants? I hear the door click close. I turn around Rossi and Hotch. This isn’t going to be good.

Hotch: Y/n you need to talk to us

Rossi: You can trust us kiddo

Y/n: I have nothing to say to you guys

Hotch: Maybe start with your file

He throws a file onto the table. I look at it thankfully it’s not the one that Wes has.

Y/n: Why

Rossi: It says you were born and raised in Virginia but your mother lives here along with most of the people in here knowing you

Hotch: So tell us the truth

Y/n: We just visted on breaks and i made friends

Hotch: Is that the truth

Y/n: Yes

Hotch: You’re off this case

Y/n: Wait hotch you can’t do this

Hotch: Yeah i can, you’re clearly unfit for this class and lying

Y/n: What am I suppose to do now

Rossi: Why don’t you go see your mother

Y/n: You let everyone else on this team work on cases ‘close to home’ why can’t I

Hotch: Go y/n or you won’t have any cases

I take a deep breath and leave the room. They’re treating me like I’m a fragile child. I worked this case before and know more about it then them. I’m about to walk into the interrogation room when Reid walks out. He looks at me and I look at him he’s clearly hurt. I want to tell him everything but then he’ll never see me the same again.

Y/n: Listen Spencer

Reid: What now y/n

Y/n: I wanna say-

Reid: I’m busy right now

Just like that he walks away. That’s it he just walks away. Refuses to listen to me. I’m not going to deal with this right now. I walk into the small room and see my mother. She looks at me a little calmed down.

Y/mom: Y/n

Y/n: Yes ma’am

Y/mom: So what do you do for the fbi, coffee girl

Y/n: No I’m a bau agent

She’s looks at me surprised. Like I was made to stay with her all the time. Like I was suppose to stay in this town for eternity.

Y/mom: So you actually did something with your life besides stay with your gang friends.

I really hope my team isn’t on the other side of the glass.

Y/n: I moved on and I think you should too

Y/mom: Easy for you since you moved away and don’t have them calling your phone

Y/n: You know I had to leave, I didn’t have a choice

Y/mom: There’s always a choice you choose to run from your problems

Y/n: I guessed I learned from the best then huh

I get up from the table. She’s watching my every move. I start walking out of the room. I walk out of the room and into the bullpen. I look everywhere that’s when I don’t see my team. So I go back to the interrogation or the room behind the glass. What do you know they’re all there. I feel like I can’t breathe.

Hotch: Y/n what’s going on

Y/n: Hotch I promise it’s not what it seems

Hotch: We’ll it seems like your been hiding things

Emily: What are you hiding y/n

She’s seems more gentle and concerned.

Y/n: Why is everyone acting like I’m a bad person

Hotch: You’ve been lying since you joined the bau

Jj: Come on y/n it’s not like you did anything like extremely bad

I say nothing and it gets quiet. I look over to Reid who refuses to even look at me, he’s just staring at the wall.

Rossi: What did your mom mean by your gang friends

Reid: Is that it were you in a gang

He looks at me like he’s put all the pieces together. That’s when I know he heard what Wes said. He knows my fingerprints are on the gun that killed my older sister.

Y/n: I think the most important thing right now is finding my sister

Hotch: Your mother went home, you should go with her

Y/n: I can work this case trust me

Reid: Trust you

The disbelief in his voices makes me turn and look him dead in the eyes.

Y/n: What Reid

Reid: You want trust when you trust no one

I look at my team it’s true I’ve never really trusted any of them. Mostly because I didn’t want to lose them.

Y/n: Fine I’ll go with my mom

That’s exactly what I do, she comes and gets me. Then I’m back at her house. The house I never wanted to come back too. I stand at the front door as she opens it.

Y/mom: Hurry and get inside

I follow behind her and walk into the living room as she goes to the kitchen. That’s when I hear glass break. I quickly draw my gun then start walking to the kitchen.

Y/n: Mom what’s going on

When she sees me with the gun she puts her hands up quick.

Y/mom: I just accidentally dropped a plate

Her eyes are squeezed shut and her voice is shaky. I put my gun away and help sweep up the mess.

Y/n: Sorry about the gun I just freaked out

Y/mom: Why don’t you take a shower to calm down, I got you some clothes that are in the bathroom

I nod my head. Walking down the hall that is filled with pictures of my childhood. I make my way to the bathroom getting undressed and in the shower. The warm water feels nice against my sore muscles. I washed my hair loving the feeling. I quickly got out putting on the shorts and t-shirt, I can’t help but stare in the mirror. I look exhausted with deep bags under my eyes that are covered by make up. I let out a deep sigh before leaving the bathroom with my dirty clothes, the phone rings and my mom answer it. I look at her. Something’s wrong. She looks scared. What’s going on?

Y/n: Mom who’s on the phone?

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I hate you? Pt.2

Y/n x Spencer Reid

Warnings: Language, Mention of death, possible murder,

As we walk into the police station I notice people I went to highschool with some even middle school. I’m to busy looking around seeing nothing has changed. Reid is watching I can see him from the corner of my eye. Hotch is leading us to the sheriff, who also happened to be my ex boyfriend. His name is-

Hotch: Officer Wes nice to meet you

Wes: Hotch correct

They shake hands and Hotch introduces him to the team, shaking everyone’s hands.

Hotch: And then ssa y/n

Wes looks at me and i meet his gaze. He gives me a look that makes my skin crawl. I’m disgusted but however I want to keep my life away from my job so I act like I didn’t date him. I go to shake his hand.

Wes: Oh y/n really *he pulls me into a hug*

I wiggle around to get out of his grasp. I’m clearly not comfortable. He lets go of me and that’s when I see the look on my teams faces. They know something is going on they just don’t know what. They also know that I hate when people touch me and pull me into a hug, of course excluding Garcia.

Hotch: I’m supposing you have a room for us to work

Wes: Yes, y/n can lead you to the room

Everyone looks at me, even Reid is giving me a look i just don’t understand it though. I usher them to follow me to one of the back rooms that has a large table and whiteboards. Everyone starts working and organizing all the paperwork when Wes walks back into the room.

Wes: Hey y/n can I talk to you for a min

Y/n: Well I’m kinda worki-

Wes: Hurry up let’s go

He gives me a look. He will say something if I don’t go. I give Hotch a look for his okay to go and he gives me a head nod, I start walking out when someone pulls my wrist. It’s Reid.

Reid: Why do you need her

Wes: It doesn’t concern you

I look at Reid, I’m irritated now. Why would he care. Wes was right it had nothing to do with Reid so why is he acting like this now. I pull my hand from his wrist.

Y/n: Don’t worry about it

I give Reid a little rub on the shoulder and then I follow Wes to his office when he locks the door.

Wes: So y/n

Y/n: What do you want Wes

Wes: Come on baby don’t act like you don’t want me

He puts his hand on my cheek. I swear to go ima beat the shit out of him.

Y/n: Get your fucking hands off of me Wes

Wes: Why is it because of the pipe cleaner with eyes, the smart Dr. Reid

Y/n: Shut up Wes

I pull his hands away and start walking towards the door. I quickly unlock it and open the door.

Wes: You’re team doesn’t know about the accident huh y/n

I turn back toward him.

Y/n: You need to shut the hell up

I close the door almost slamming it. I walk back towards him and shove him into his desk.

Wes: What’s wrong y/n does your team not know about you killing your sister

Y/n: I didnt fucking do anything

Wes: That’s why they found your fingerprints on the gun huh

He has a stupid smirk on his face. He knows what he’s doing talking about my sister. I didn’t kill my sister and I don’t know how the my fingerprints ended up on the gun.

Y/n: Im not a fucking killer

Wes: That’s not what your file here says, what if your team stumbled upon it

-Teams pov-

Hotch: Do any of you know why y/n is being wierd around Wes

Emily: She told me and jj she use to live here

Hotch: On here file she said she always lived in Virginia

Rossi: You don’t think she’s connected to this case do you

Hotch: I don’t know

Morgan: We’ll let’s not assume she is for now we just have to watch her

Jj: Someone should go check on her she’s been gone a while now

Emily: Yeah that Wes guy gives me the creeps

Hotch: Reid why don’t you go

Reid: Why me

Hotch: Go Reid

-Rieds Pov-

I get up and starts walking to Wes’ office. After what y/n did to me on the plane I couldn’t concentrate. Anyways I’m close to Wes’ office and that’s when I see y/n she opens the door and then slams it. What are they doing in there. She seems pissed off. I get to the door and decide to listen in on the conversation. Wait y/n’s fingerprints we’re on what!

-Y/n pov-

Y/n: Fuck you Wes I don’t need to explain myself to you

I start walking to the door and pull it open. That’s when I see Reid right by the door. How much did he hear? What is he going to say? Fuck.

A/N: Okay so I made this chapter a little short because I plan on making the next chapter long and field with plot twists. If you have any suggestions leave a comment. Thank you :)

[i-love-oldermen]

I hate you? Pt.1

Y/n x Spencer Reid

Warnings- Language, talk of smut, kidnapping, some torture

Walking into the BAU office on the best night of the year. Halloween. Sure as a profiler with cases we get during Halloween it isn’t the best but it’s also his favorite holiday. I know everything about him from what’s his favorite shows to where his mom is being treated. I know many like Rossi think ‘wow if you like him so much why are you so arrogant around him’

“Because Rossi the boy genius wouldn’t be with me, he obviously likes jj”

The thing about me and this specific boy genius is that any chance I get to fluster him, I will.

“I think you got it all wrong kid” he wraps a comforting arm around my shoulder then we walk into the debriefing room.

I take my seat across from Spencer in between Hotch and Rossi. As I sit I keep eye contact with him, he’s staring at me straight in my eyes not once breaking it. The team is talking about the new case but we’re to busy staring at each other trying to get the other to break.

“Y/n”

“Y/n”

I snap out of it and turn to who called my name it was Hotch.

“Sorry yes”

“Do you have any thoughts on the profile”

“No not yet”

“Okay wheels up in 20”

I quickly get my go bag and head to the jet I’m the first one there. I sit down in my seat looking at the profile, someone comes in the plane and sits across from me. I’m guessing Rossi so I turn the folder to him and keep reading the paper that the ME sent in.

“What do you think of the COD Rossi”

“I’m not Rossi” I can hear the stupid smirk on his face.

I look up, rolling me eyes “can’t you like go sit somewhere else”

“I think I want to sit right here”

He sits across from me giving me a stupid smirk. I put on a disgusted face but my stomach feels with butterfly’s. I wanna kiss the stupid smirk off his face.

“Oh Spencer I’m not going to let you get on my nerves”

“Oh really watch me”

I roll my eyes as the rest of the team gets in the jet. Everyone starts working on the profile except for Reid he’s staring straight at me. It’s just us sitting at the table, I keep reading the files trying my best to ignore him. I get a amazing idea he wants to annoy me so I’ll do something worse. I continue reading and slip my foot in between his legs. He seems to jump a little but plays it off cool. I continue moving up his leg slowly. He looks away from me for a split second probably seeing if anyone else on the team has noticed.

-Spencer’s pov-

Y/n shoes is in between my thighs I wish it were the other way around. I look away for a split second to see if anyone on the team has noticed, no one is noticing and y/n is reading like nothing is happening. She starts moving her heel farther and farther up at a agonizing slow pace. My eyes began to get heavy and then-

“Y/n”

-Y/n’s pov-

I quickly stand up and walk over to Hotch real quick. He looks worried but tries to keep a strong look on his face. I sit across from him.

“Did you want to discuss the profile”

He shakes his head and hesitates for a minute “Why didn’t you tell me the case is in your home town”

I want to jump out of the plane now. My smile disappears and I avoid eye contact. It doesn’t take a profiler to know that I’m not okay anymore.

“I didn’t see the relevance”

“Y/n so you didn’t see the relevance in the fact that you can be a next victim”

“Hotch I’m not going to be”

He gets a little closer and whispers “ I know about, the accident”

There’s a lot of things that happened in that no good town. I loved my home but not the cruel people that surrounded it.

“However to protect you, you will have someone from the team with you at all times”

“But-“

“No it’s a order”

I decided to not argue with Hotch on this one. Plus it’s a less likely chance I would be put with Reid right.

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|The Winter Widow| pt.1

Y/n x Winter Solider/ Bucky Barnes

Warnings- torture, mention of torture, swearing, mention of killing

My name is y/n. Also known as the Winter Widow, I original came from the Red Room but when they got shut down, I was captured by hydra with that they claimed me as their assassin. Other then assassin work where I wear a suit similar to the Winter Solider I go undercover as different people and then murder whoever is on my list. Coming from the Red Room I do know Natasha Romanov she promised that she would help me escape but she forgot about me leaving me in the hands of hydra. I will make it my life mission to get my revenge on her.

I learned how to kill and dispose of a body at the ripe age of 10. That’s what I’m known for my efficient kills without leaving a trace that I was even there. That’s exactly how people know it was me. I don’t need no big entrance unless I want one. With hydras brainwashing methods, under there control I will and can kill anyone male, female, kids, or even hero’s without even blinking a eye they turn into lifeless cold bodies by the time I’m done with my job.

However right now I’m in a training room face to face with the person I hate the most. The Winter Solider. Every time he wins me or pins me down in a fight, I get shocked along with mind control to make me the perfect soldier but unlike him I don’t have the Super-Solider serum. So without that I always end up having to get fixed up for broken ribs with no recovery time I go back and start training.

I stand hands up ready to fight him. I stare into his eyes full of hate, he stares back into mine like daggers and then-

Guard- *rings timeout bell* new recruits, get against the wall

We both get against the wall watching as teens come into the room. This is my least favorite part watching these children fight for there lives.

Guard- Widow step out of the room

I start walking out of the room, giving winter solider a look of questioning he ignores me watching the children. I step out of the room and see a guard hold up cuffs. I keep my composure and put my wrist out for him, I bite the inside of my cheek. This means I’m getting a mission but also getting tied up and shocked if I try to argue about anything. The guard drags me to a room that I’ve seen to many times, he takes off my cuffs while tying me up with the leather straps to a table. My breathe starts to get heavy as he puts my mouth guard in my mouth. ‘Fuck’ I shut my eyes tight as if I won’t be able to feel the pain that is coming.

Doctor- Ms. Y/n

I shake my head ‘yes’

Doctor- Are you ready for todays session

I don’t reply or say a single thing and then I get hit with a high voltage all over my body. That’s when I see him I don’t know his name but he’s in charge he refuses to tell me his name. He shocks me the most.

???- Now y/n answer the doctors question

I Shake my head ‘yes’

Doctor- Good now let’s begin

I am screaming through my mouth guard it hurts everywhere, tears stream down my face. That’s when I see his face through the bullet proof glass window. Then I pass out.

(Buckys pov)

Im on the other side of the glass. I’m watching as she keeps getting shocked her body is shaking and she lets out a scream, she sees me. Than her eyes close. She passed out. It enrages me that they start out at the highest voltage for her. I can’t do anything though because then and only then they will kill her. They will make me kill her. I lost her once and I’m not trying to lose her again do to the Winter Solider.

I watch as they look at her heart monitor as she flat lines. I can hear the ringing noise as I am praying for her to wake up. One of the guards that’s with me is talking to me probably trying to keep me calm. They start doing chest compressions and the beeping on the monitor isn’t a ringing noise, she’s back. I let go of a breathe that I didn’t know that I was holding. As she’s waking up she’s is being read words that will make her switch from y/n to the widow. Though she is awake now, it’s no longer y/n, it’s Widow.

(Y/n pov)

I wake up and take a deep breathe. I still can’t talk do to the mouth guard. Which is quickly taken out of my mouth.

???- See it wasn’t that bad now was it, Widow

Doctor- Now you’re ready for your mission Widow

I get up from the table as the doctor undoes my ties and he gives me the folder that was left for me. I open the file and look at the first page which will have instructions. This mission isn’t for me to kill someone but extract Natasha Romanov and bring her here.

I have a choice to work with a partner: yes or no