s0nnysprings

[s0nnysprings]

Spencer reid x fem!reader

Summary: you don’t want to fall asleep without Spencer, but you are oh so tired, and Spencer just loves you. CW: sleepy!shy!reader, implied age gap but not specified, you drink tea, sorry not sorry :p, Spencer’s unspecified job (bau or professor), yet again post prison reid was in my head, but there’s no real indicators,

@sorannareid for you! ty for the love on the last reid x reader I hope u enjoy my love ♡

my requests are open!

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The cool glow of the tv screen was one of two soft lights trying their very best to keep you awake. The other being the street lamps outside your apartment window, sneaking their way through the crack you’d left in the blinds to keep watch for Spencer’s return. But, sometime between the sun going down and the end of the sixth episode of your show, your eyes had begun the battle against your willpower to stay up. Feeling heavier and heavier as you shifted on the sofa, desperate to not fall asleep without him.

Eventually, the lock clicks in the door and as quiet as he possibly could, the door was pushed open and Spencer crept in. He relocked the door and put his keys in the bowl beside him. The hum of the tv turned his head, and he saw you, curled up under a blanket, head resting on the arm. 

“Hey you, I thought I said don’t wait up for me.” Spencer chided, smiling gently down at you, reaching out a hand to brush some hair away from your face. 

“Spence! Hiii pretty boy.” You slurred, stretching your legs, letting a yawn slip out. 

“Hi sweet girl, I’m just gonna make some tea, you want some? Or are you too tired?” He teased. 

“Tea sounds good.” You smiled, holding onto his nearest hand. 

“Okay, I’ll be back.” He squeezed your hand twice and turned on his heel. 

“No don’t go, wanna come.” You mumbled while rubbing the sleep out your eyes. 

“Carry me?” You peeked up through your lashes, a cheeky smile growing over your face. 

Spencer laughed and rolled his eyes at you. At the same time, he pulled off his tie and suit jacket, undid his top buttons and rolled up his sleeves. 

“C’mon sleepy head.” He bent at the waist to wrap one arm around your back and tuck the other under your legs. You grinned at him as he lifted you and squealed when he tossed you up slightly to get a better hold. Your head rested on his shoulder as he walked you both to the kitchen. 

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Spencer flicked on the light with his elbow and set you down on the counter next to the cupboard that holds your joint collection of mugs. You watched as he set out your favourites and set the kettle to boil. He came to stand in front of you, in between your knees. His hands laid on your thighs as yours came up to hold his face. Spencer leaned into your palm, and you rocked forward to kiss him. 

“How was your day?” You asked upon pulling away. 

“It was okay, missed you though.” He replied, tilting his head and smiling at you. You giggled and pulled him back in for another kiss. 

Spencer’s hands slid up and wrap around your shoulders, pulling his head back, and bringing you into a hug. He sighed like it’s the first real breath he’s had all day. 

“I’m sorry I had to go before you woke up.” He kissed the top of your head. 

“It’s okay, you had to go do your big grown up job.” You teased.

“Hey, you’re a grown up too, don’t make it sound like that.” He laughed only half scolding you. Spencer stepped back to pour the now boiled water into your mugs and made your tea just how you like it. 

“Okay, you take these to bed, and I will tidy up the living room. Super quick I promise.” He slid the mugs, handle side, over to you once he lifted you down off the counter. 

“No I can tidy, it’s my mess.” 

“Uh uh, you go to bed I’ll do it. I don’t mind it’s the least I could do after making you wait up all that time for me.” He pouted at you, catching you yawning once again. 

You simply nodded, grabbing both mugs and taking careful steps toward your bedroom. 

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You put Spencer’s mug down on his side of the bed before rounding and putting yours down. You climbed in under the duvet, just settling down when Spencer came in, hung up his jacket and briefly disappeared into the en suite. When he re emerged, he was in his pyjamas, running his fingers back through his hair. 

You snuggled down further into the bed, feeling suddenly very bashful at the sight of your boyfriend in such a sleepy state. It was nothing new to you, however, every time you saw him this way, it made you giddy. 

Spencer settled down next to you, sitting up to drink his tea. You turned on your side, grinning at him. 

“What are you smiling at?” He eyed you suspiciously. 

“You’re very pretty.” You whispered. He rolled his eyes behind his mug but you could see a hint of a blush appearing. 

“Love you spence.” You gushed, unable to help yourself with how tired you had suddenly gotten. 

“I love you too sweetheart.” 

You kicked your feet and tucked your face in the pillow. 

Spencer chuckled at your antics, setting his mug down. He wrapped both arms around you and rolled you on top of him. He held one hand to the back of your head, his thumb rubbing gently soothing you to sleep. 

“Oh I didn’t say!” Your head shot up. 

“Say what lovely girl?” Spencer’s heart eyes made you flush while his thumb rubbed your cheek. 

“I missed you too.” You sighed, laying your head back down on his chest. 

Spencer gave you one last kiss on the crown of your head before cautiously reaching over to click off your bedside lamp, and grabbing his crossword book to do over your head while you slept, until he fell asleep with you.

[s0nnysprings]

Spencer Reid x fem!reader

Summary: on a rainy afternoon you and Spencer do a jigsaw! And love on each other a little bit too ♡

CW: britishism and spellings soz, implied age gap, not specified though, also implied height difference, fluff like nobody’s business, little bit of shy!reader and teasing Spencer, written with post-prison reid in mind but there’s nothing to say it is or isn’t :p

my requests are open!

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“Spencer! Sweet angel boy love of my life!” You called, rounding door frames, skidding to a halt in the living room. 

“Uh oh, I know that tone…” Spencer smiled at you over the back of the sofa. You cheesed back at him. 

“It’s raining.” 

“So I can hear sweetheart.” Spencer tilts his head at you, not entirely sure where this conversation is going. 

“But we’re not going out there, you remember what happened last time?” He continued. 

“Yes yes yes I remember and I’ll never do it again.” You rolled your eyes and crossed your heart teasing him.

“I bought us this.” You said sheepishly bringing your arms around in front of you, showing off a puzzle box. 

Spencer’s eyes visibly soften at you, one of his knitted jumpers hanging off you, cosy socks pulled up over your shins, gently smiling at him as if he could ever say no to you. 

“What’s on it?” He smiled, already making space on the coffee table for it. You jumped into action, dropping yourself down on the floor next to Spencer’s legs, leaning your head slightly on his knee and holding the front of the box up to his eyeline. 

“It’s a ‘vintage library’ puzzle, look there’s even a little kitty at the bottom isn’t it cute!” 

“He is very cute, where’d you find this one?” He brushed some hair away from the temple not currently resting on him, tucking it behind your ear and gently twirling the ends around his fingers. 

“I saw it online, and I thought of you. Just been waiting for the right day to get it out.” You  flushed, peeking up at him through your eyelashes. 

“Oh you are so darling, scooch up I wanna sit.” He nudged your shoulder, encouraging you over slightly before sitting on the floor beside you. He took the jigsaw box and set it on the table, before opening it though, he took your face in both his hands. 

“You are the best thing.” He blushed. You brought your hands up to hold his. 

“Love you.” You mumbled. 

“What was that?” He feigned, tipping his head so his ear was closer to you. 

“Spencerrrr.” You groaned. 

“No I’m sorry I didn’t quite catch that, would you mind repeating?” He held in his smile. 

“Don’t do this to me.” You giggled, trying to pull away from his hands.

“I’m not doing anything, you know I’m old, my hearing is getting worse, just once more for me?” He turned back to face you, one hand siding down to hold where your neck meets your shoulder. You huffed with no real malice behind it. 

“I said I love you.” You looked down with your new free movement. Spencer’s hand still on your face picked you back up to look at him. 

“I love you too sweet girl.” He whispered, leaning in to kiss you softly. 

As he pulled away, your head chased him, making its home in his neck. 

“Don’t go all shy on me now, we have a puzzle to solve.” He laughed, not meanly but enough to make you nuzzle in further. 

“C’mon, you sort the pieces out and I’ll make us tea.” He rubbed the back of your head before pressing a small kiss to your crown and standing. You grabbed his hand before he could leave the room. His thumb rubbed over your knuckles as he looked down at you. 

“You okay?” He frowned.

“Want another one.” You murmured. 

“Another what lovely?” He crouched to your level, knees clicking as he went. 

“Kiss.” You purred under his attention. 

He chuckled softly at you before pulling you to him and giving you a long kiss. He tried to pull away again but your hands found his sweater and pulled him back again. He laughed against your lips and gave you two last gentle pecks before standing up again looking down at you, ogling up at him. 

“Puzzle pieces, sort them, I will be back 5 minutes max okay?” He instructed. You nodded, brain still a little fuzzy from the moment you just shared. 

“Good girl.” He smirked, watching you gulp. 

“Jigsaw.” He pointed, stepping backwards towards the kitchen. 

As you turned, Spencer breathed out a laugh, shaking his head to himself as he crossed into the kitchen

“Little minx.” 

“I heard that!” You shouted in. 

He laughed loudly this time, grabbing your favourite mug out of the cupboard. 

“Hope you’re sorting by edge pieces and colours in there!” He shouted back. 

“Yeah yeah I know how this works.” You called back. 

Spencer looked out the kitchen window as he waited for the kettle to boil. The rain had picked up since he had woken up, and the wind. His thoughts were cut off by a soft crackling coming from the living room. Upon his return with two steaming mugs of tea, you had created somewhat of a nest on the floor, quiet jazz humming out of the record player in the corner of the room, and what Spencer thought to be every blanket in the apartment nestled on the floor around you. And you. Bundled up, humming along, beginnings of small piles of puzzle pieces scattered across the table. Spencer felt his heart swell with affection at this domesticity. A life he never thought he’d be allowed. 

“Hey, I started to put the edge together but I didn’t wanna get too far without you.” You beamed, turning to look at him. He set the mugs down on your respective coasters and sat back down. He grabbed the edge of the blanket that you had wrapped yourself in and pulled it over his own shoulders. 

Grinning, you pulled his arm closest to you, up and climbed into his lap, making yourself comfy. Spencer laughed at you before wrapping one arm around your middle to hold you close to him. 

“Okay pretty thing, where are we starting.” He smiled, resting his chin atop your head. 

[s0nnysprings]

hi hi hi !💗

i loved ur fics about hotch🥹 i don't know if you accept requests, but you could write something where the reader goes to look for aaron at work because life got tough and she wanted a kiss. 🥹

pls pls pls (u can obviously ignore this if you don't like it)🙏🏻🙏🏻💗

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hi hi sweetie!! thank you so much! of course i can do this for u hehe <3 and my requests are open!!

Aaron Hotchner x reader

Summary: you have the worst day and go to Aaron for a kiss and a cuddle

Cw: fem!reader (nicknames like sweet girl etc) , everything goes wrong, bestie emily, team teasing, little bit of crying, just a bit of fluff ♡ not proofread very well soz

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It had been one of those days from the get go. One domino falling after the other. It began with you sleeping in this morning, completely missing the start of the day you had meticulously planned to get every errand and chore done. Then, you spilled your breakfast down your last clean shirt leaving you to dig through your laundry basket for the least smelly option. Next it was the downpour of rain that seemed to last only the duration of your walk to the store. You shook the droplets out of your hair and grabbed a cart. And of course, the wheel was wonky. And the store didn’t have even half the groceries you needed. THEN the old woman at the checkout was so rude, judging your every purchase making under breath comments like ‘pretty pricey for someone like you.’ 

By 3 o’clock, you had had your fill of everything going wrong. You got up off your sofa, pulled on the nearest pair of shoes, grabbed your bag and left for the one man you knew could make you feel better than any amount of moping. The minute your car dropped you off outside the building, you were out one door and into the next, all the way up the elevator and outside the double glass doors into the bullpen. Taking deep breaths and smoothing over your hair, you pushed open the door and let yourself in to see your favourite team. 

“Well well well, look what the wind blew in.” Emily beamed at you from her desk in which she was sat atop, talking to JJ and Morgan while Reid was in the back making coffee. 

“Hey guys!” You smiled, it didn’t quite take over your face the way it usually would upon seeing some of your best friends, but you smiled and waved nonetheless. 

“What brings you here lovely lady?” Morgan winked over his own mug. 

“Just here to see the boss man, he busy?” You pointed up the stairs toward his office door. 

“No he’s not busy, never busy for you honey.” Emily added, standing and making her way to you. 

“It’s so nice to see you. I keep telling you to come in more often.” she said, wrapping you in the tightest hug. You felt yourself breathe out just a little easier when you pull away. Emily keeps a hand on your shoulder, giving you a small squeeze and a final smile before stepping aside to let you up to see the man who is sure to fix your horrible day. 

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You knocked lightly on the door, inching it open and peeking your head around. 

“Yeah if you could email that to me by the end of the day that would be great. Thank you.” Aaron ended his phone call just as he looked up to see you, lurking in his doorway. 

“Hi sweetheart, what’re you doing here.”

You step in and shut the door behind you. 

“Hi Aaron, just wanted to see you.” You gave him a small smile. 

He stood from his desk, pushing some papers back and closing the blinds in the window that looks out to the bullpen. 

“C’mere.” He simple said, holding his arms out to you. You waste no time stepping into them, your arms immediately wrapping themselves around his middle. His own arm wrapping around your shoulder and his right hand coming up to hold your head to his heart. 

“You smell like rain.” Aaron mused. 

Your eyes began to water and you sniffled trying to keep them at bay. 

“Hey hey hey what happened?” He pushed you back to see your face and your arm came up to hide your eyes. 

“Aaron it was so bad.” You whimpered. 

Aaron led the two of you to the small sofa in the back of his office and sat you both down. You crawled and sat yourself in his lap, tucking your head in his shoulder. He let you. 

“Tell me all about it sweet girl.” 

You sniffed and took a breath, attempting to ground yourself so you can get the words out. 

“Well, I woke up late and my top got stained and it rained on my walk and there was no food at the store and the lady was SO mean to me and then the bag ripped on the way home and then I broke my favourite bowl when I unloaded the dishwasher.” 

Aaron stroked your hair as you rambled on and on about the ever growing list of things that went wrong. 

“Oh you lovely thing, I’m so sorry that it went wrong, also what was the name of the checkout lady, just asking for a friend.” 

You softly laughed at him, knowing he won’t actually tell on the old lady, but he felt a sense of accomplishment regardless. 

“Okay,” he started, pulling you up to look him in the eye “what about, I grab my papers, and we go home for the afternoon.” 

“Aaron you don’t have to go home early because of my shitty day.” You sighed. 

“I know, but I want you to feel better, so I say we go home and you can sit on the couch with me and we’ll watch one of your cartoons.” 

“Aaron they are highly awarded animated movies, they aren’t cartoons.” you look up in offence. 

He laughs, wiping the trails of tears off your cheeks with his thumbs. 

“Okay sweetheart, just let me pack up and we’ll go.”

You couldn’t help but give him a gentle kiss for his sweetness. You shuffle off his lap and sit and watch him pack up his papers, pens and laptop. He offers his hand out to you and you take it as you stand, following him out the door. 

“Everyone, I’m heading home for the afternoon, if you need me send an email, if it’s important, my phone will be on. You may leave when you feel you’re done.” Hotch announced with you on his arm, hiding lightly behind his body. 

“Alright boss man!” Morgan laughed out, clapping his hands together. 

“Everyone say thank you to the lovely lady for talking the big man into going home early.” JJ snickered from next to Reid who looked confused. You gave a small wave as you passed them on the way to the elevator. 

You took it all the way down to Hotch’s car, at which he obviously opened the door for you to climb in. 

The moment the drive started you turned to look at Aaron. 

“Thank you Aaron, you didn’t have to do this.”

He risked a glance at you, his hand finding yours over the center console. 

“Hey, I already told you it’s no problem, you’re having a bad day and if I have the chance to make it even slightly better then I’m going to.”

You smiled affectionately at him and help onto his hand with both of yours, turning back to the window to watch the journey. 

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Upon arriving at Aaron’s home, he helped you out the car and held you all the way up to his bedroom, where he helped you change out of your rained in clothes into a shirt of his and some pyjama pants you had left at his from a previous sleepover. Then, he made you a cup of your favourite tea, and wrapped you in your favourite of his blankets on his couch. He dropped himself down next to you having also changed into his pyjamas.  He clicked on the tv and handed you the remote to find your movie. He pulled his laptop onto one thigh and wrapped his other arm around your shoulder, pulling you into his side. You snuggled in and pressed play. Tucking yourself in as cosy as possible. You felt Aaron place a soft kiss on the top of your head and you rubbed against him like a cat in response. 

Midway through the movie, you had shifted down so your head lay on Aaron’s empty thigh, eyes slowly dropping. 

“Love you Aaron.” You mumbled out, half asleep. 

“I love you too sweetheart.” He lovingly replied. 

[s0nnysprings]

Aaron Hotchner x fem!reader

Summary: Aaron finally gave the team a day off and all you want to do is spend it with him, preferably in bed. CW: fluffy nonsense, sleepy!reader, not proofread very well, whipped!aaron, clingy!reader?, in mentions of going to the bathroom together, Hotch says no :(

requests are open!

A gentle whine leaves you as Aaron shifts his body around to sit up in bed. 

“Aaron noooo.” You squeak out, still clinging on to the warm buzz of sleep. Your hand finds his hip where he’s pulled his legs over the edge of the bed. 

“Morning sleepy head.” He smiles, cupping his hand over yours and stroking small circles with his thumb.

“Stay.” Was all you managed, Aaron’s loving hands soothing you back to sleep. 

“I intend to sweet girl.” 

“Then why are you going.” You pout.

Aaron spins round, bending at the waist to kiss your cheek, hand moving to pet your hair. He grins down at you. 

“Maybe I wanted to get some work done in the office first?” He teases. You are, as it becomes clear to him, not alert enough to distinguish his teasing as you start to frown. Cracking open the one eye that’s not currently smushed into your pillow to look up at him. 

“Noo, it’s your day off you can’t work.” You grumble, closing your eyes and shuffling round to wrap both arms around his waist and dropping your head into his lap to anchor him to the bed. 

He chuckles and rubs your back to soothe you. 

“Don’t worry pretty thing, I’m just teasing you.” He bends again, trying to catch your eye where you’re hiding in his sleep shirt. 

“Meanie.” He could just make out from underneath him. 

Aaron gently pulls your arms away from his back and in one swift move, hoists you up until you’re sat in his lap and rests his forehead against yours.

“Hi sweetheart.” He says softly. 

“Hi.” You felt your cheeks warm up at the look in his eyes. Feeling slightly intimidated by his stare and not having been awake for long, you quickly tuck your head into his neck as he laughs. 

“Lovely lovely girl, I have to use the bathroom.”

You huffed, burying yourself deeper in his arms, trying to absorb your body into his. 

“Don’t care. Take me with you.” 

Now Aaron really laughs, that kind of free chuckle he lets out every once in a while, but only for you. 

“Sweetheart I’m not taking you to the bathroom with me.” 

You let out a dramatic groan before all but throwing yourself backwards, back into your previous sleeping spot. 

Aarons smiles at you again, despite your back being to him, before kissing your cheek again and walking in to the en suite. 

By the time he gets back, and gets back into bed to appease you, you had already fallen back asleep. The fondness he feels for you takes over his body, as he gently pulls you back into him. Sure he’ll be losing his mind waiting for you to wake up and start the day.  But to lay here with you like this? He’d sacrifice anything. 

[s0nnysprings]

thank you sweet pea!! glad u enjoyed hehe <33

Hiii! Loved your marauders fic 😄😄

Please could you write something for Sirius and dyeing readers hair 😁

hiii sweetie! of course I can, I hope u enjoy <3

Sirius Black x reader. Modern AU (I suppose) CW: 18+ purely for the ~mildly suggestive~ content, fem!reader, james whining at the end, long hair sirius, sirius knows things, not proofread very hard

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“Siri you’re getting it all in my ears!” You squirmed, giggling at his messiness.

“I’m just making sure you’re fully saturated like you said!”

You wriggled your head away from his gloved hands. 

“Okay okay! Let me go look.”

Sirius watched you fondly as you turned to see as much of your head as you could in the hallway mirror. 

“Looks good Siri, thank you!” You beamed at him, coming to stand in front of him. 

“Oh look.. we have some left over, looks like we’ll have to do yours too.” You teased, looking up at him out the corner of your eye. 

“Dolly we’ve been over this.” He chided.

“Pleeeeease just a teeny bit. A strand, just here.” You trailed off, kissing just behind his ear to punctuate your placement

“Dolly.” He warned, failing to hold in his smile. 

“Sirius.” You matched, going back in kissing his neck, being careful to keep your dye covered head away from his clothes, lest you stain his precious band tee. 

“Alright that’s enough,” he laughed pushing you back by your shoulders “ I will let you dye a strand IF!” he pointed at you before you could get too excited at the prospect of matching hair. 

“IF! I get to rinse it out in the shower with you.”

“I wash yours and you wash mine?” You proposed, wiggling your eyebrows at him. 

He chuckled at you, eyes showing nothing but love for you. 

“Yes love.”

He pressed a gentle kiss to your lips before moving to tie up the rest of his hair, leaving out a strand at his nape right where you had kissed him. 

“Right, go on then.” 

You giggled and picked up the hair dye brush before promising you will not make a mess. 

Sirius knew he was never really going to be able to say no to you. Just like he knew the hair washing deal wasn’t fair work, and he knew you’d make a mess and he knew he’d clean it up for you. He’d move the heavens and the earth for you if you’d ask him. That’s just how Sirius loved. And so later, after a longer than necessary shower, and an even longer time getting dressed again, Sirius even let you take a photo of your matching strands and send it to his friends before he demanded you ‘sit and look pretty’ while he cooked you dinner. 

Prongs🦌❤️: PADS ARE U KIDDING ME

Prongs🦌❤️:I BEGGED YOU FOR YEARS 

Prongs🦌❤️:HOW DARE YOU 

Moony🌙😋: cute pads :)

Wormy🪱:James is actually shedding a tear rn. 

Wormy🪱: U broke him

[s0nnysprings]

Hiii! Loved your marauders fic 😄😄

Please could you write something for Sirius and dyeing readers hair 😁

hiii sweetie! of course I can, I hope u enjoy <3

Sirius Black x reader. Modern AU (I suppose) CW: 18+ purely for the ~mildly suggestive~ content, fem!reader, james whining at the end, long hair sirius, sirius knows things, not proofread very hard

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“Siri you’re getting it all in my ears!” You squirmed, giggling at his messiness.

“I’m just making sure you’re fully saturated like you said!”

You wriggled your head away from his gloved hands. 

“Okay okay! Let me go look.”

Sirius watched you fondly as you turned to see as much of your head as you could in the hallway mirror. 

“Looks good Siri, thank you!” You beamed at him, coming to stand in front of him. 

“Oh look.. we have some left over, looks like we’ll have to do yours too.” You teased, looking up at him out the corner of your eye. 

“Dolly we’ve been over this.” He chided.

“Pleeeeease just a teeny bit. A strand, just here.” You trailed off, kissing just behind his ear to punctuate your placement

“Dolly.” He warned, failing to hold in his smile. 

“Sirius.” You matched, going back in kissing his neck, being careful to keep your dye covered head away from his clothes, lest you stain his precious band tee. 

“Alright that’s enough,” he laughed pushing you back by your shoulders “ I will let you dye a strand IF!” he pointed at you before you could get too excited at the prospect of matching hair. 

“IF! I get to rinse it out in the shower with you.”

“I wash yours and you wash mine?” You proposed, wiggling your eyebrows at him. 

He chuckled at you, eyes showing nothing but love for you. 

“Yes love.”

He pressed a gentle kiss to your lips before moving to tie up the rest of his hair, leaving out a strand at his nape right where you had kissed him. 

“Right, go on then.” 

You giggled and picked up the hair dye brush before promising you will not make a mess. 

Sirius knew he was never really going to be able to say no to you. Just like he knew the hair washing deal wasn’t fair work, and he knew you’d make a mess and he knew he’d clean it up for you. He’d move the heavens and the earth for you if you’d ask him. That’s just how Sirius loved. And so later, after a longer than necessary shower, and an even longer time getting dressed again, Sirius even let you take a photo of your matching strands and send it to his friends before he demanded you ‘sit and look pretty’ while he cooked you dinner. 

Prongs🦌❤️: PADS ARE U KIDDING ME

Prongs🦌❤️:I BEGGED YOU FOR YEARS 

Prongs🦌❤️:HOW DARE YOU 

Moony🌙😋: cute pads :)

Wormy🪱:James is actually shedding a tear rn. 

Wormy🪱: U broke him

[s0nnysprings]

Aaron Hotchner x reader

Summary: when you try to suffer through the work day with a migraine, Aaron steps in. CW: fem!reader who has chronic migraines, reader wears glasses (could be blue light or prescription up to you babes <3) medication mention, nausea mention (but no actual vom), unspecified relationship between reader and Hotch, kinda use of y/n, derek teasing reader but he luvs her really, sleeping in work clothes

requests are open!

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By the fifth time you had pushed up your glasses atop your head and dug the heels of your palms into your eye sockets Derek had had enough.

“Pretty girl, why don’t you just ask the boss man for the afternoon off?”

You groaned and let your head drop to the table. 

“Becauuuuuseee I have so much paperwork to finish and I’d only take it with me so I might as well stay here.” You sighed, rubbing your eyes one last time before pulling your glasses back down and picking up your pen.  “Besides, I’ve already popped a triptan so I just gotta wait it out.” You tried to joke. It did not land as you had hoped.

“Girl I will drive your ass home right now put that pen down.” He replied, already neatening up his files to pack away. As he clicked his pen, a door brushed open behind him. 

“L/n, may i see you in my office for a moment. Hotch’s voice was softer than it usually came out when addressing the bullpen. 

“Oh see, now you got yourself in troubleeee” morgan teased, sliding himself back under his desk. You scoffed but pushed yourself up and out, not having the energy nor the will to tidy your desk up first. You squinted up the steps at Hotch, he met you with a sympathetic look and what you could have sworn was a small smile before ushering you into his office ahead of him with a hand on the small of your back. 

“You wanted to see me?” You breathed out, feeling some relief at the dimmed office. Both sets of blinds had been closed and only his floor and desk lamps illuminated the room. 

Hotch walked around his desk to sit and you sniffed. Was that eucalyptus oil? You scanned the room and saw, tucked away in the corner behind some photo frames, an oil diffuser. 

“You can work in here if that’s what you really want. But,” he pointed behind you at the sofa that sat against the wall. “there’s an eye mask and a blanket in a box under the table. It is my recommendation that you take a nap, and in here nobody will disturb you. If you wake up and feel better then you can go back to work, but if you wake up and feel worse then I’ll take you home.” 

You smiled for the first time all morning. 

“Aaron Hotchner you have done your research.” 

“I asked Reid.” He smiled back. 

“Mm, the sentiment is still sweet.” You slipped off your blazer and left it on the chair opposite Aaron’s. As you sat, you heard him shuffle some papers around, presumably going back to work. You bent forward to take off your shoes and felt a wave of nausea. Cautiously sitting back up, because what’s more embarrassing than throwing up at work, you looked up towards the ceiling to take in some deep breaths. On your way up, your gaze landed on Aaron, who was already pointing at a water bottle sat on the table. Feeling your face warm up, either from the nausea or the sweetness of Aaron right now, you grabbed it with a small thanks. He didn’t even look up when he said 

“Make sure you finish that before I even think about letting you back to work.” 

“Sir yes sir.” You whispered before sipping slowly on the water. Hotch shook his head, the corners of his mouth daring to tip upwards, before turning slightly and tapping on his work computer and then immediately turning back to his files. Gentle white noise began emanating from his speakers as you lay down, pulling the blanket up over you and the eye mask down over your eyes. 

“Thanks Aaron, this is really nice of you.” You mumbled, already half asleep. 

Aaron stood, walking to his office door as quietly as he could, poking his head out calling for JJ.

“Is she okay?” JJ asked as she stepped up to the door. 

“She’s okay, sleeping. Could I ask you a favour?”

“Yeah of course.”

“Could you pack her things away and bring her bag up here please?”

“Yeah I’ll be right back.” JJ bit back a smile at him then turned on her heels back down to the desks to pack your things, smiling to herself on the way down. Once he had your bag in hand, he quietly closed the door and returned to his desk, typing out an email to let everyone know he's busy all afternoon and to not bother him unless it's a case or an emergency. After hitting send, he picked his pen back up and looked towards your sleeping figure on the sofa, your brow now smoothed and body relaxed.  

“You’re welcome sweetheart.” He said back, knowing you were out like a light. 

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home <3

poly!marauders x fem!reader, famous AU

summary: when your best friends in the whole world (and secret crushes) invite you on tour you didn't know what to expect, but it certainly wasn't this. CW: famous marauders, peter mention, couple of uses of y/n, extremely public announcement of affection, front man sirius, fresh out of writer's block writing so pls don't be mean :D

Being the best friend of the hottest up and coming band 'The Marauders' meant that when Sirius mentioned to Marlene, their producer, in the studio one day that their latest single could use a feminine voice, you were their first choice.

“Please dolly, it’ll be so fun to have you in there and once it’s out nobody will know it's you if you don’t want them to.’ Sirius pleaded, swiveling slightly on his studio chair while he held onto your hands.

“I don’t know Siri, that’s kinda a big deal.” You responded, apprehensive towards the boys’ request to have you sing on their track.

“There’s no pressure dove,” Remus piped up from beside Sirius “we can find someone else, it would just be nice to have you on a track with us since yanno, you’re our number one girl.” he smirked. You knew he knew it was working too, the cogs turning in your brain weighed up the pros and cons. You were all quiet for a moment before your lips tilted up slightly. “Okay.” “Okay?” Sirius brightened. “Yeah okay, I’ll do it.” You smiled at the boys in front of you, blissfully unaware of just how far this would go.

What you couldn’t have expected, was the sheer adoration for the song upon its release. Rising to the top 10 charts within the second week, fans adored it, and you. They requested it at every show. Your social media accounts gained millions of follow requests and they dug through each Marauder’s accounts to find even slight traces of you. And your boys. Your boys who couldn’t be prouder of you, sharing more and more of you to the band page and dragging you into fan photos claiming you as ‘their superstar’. All this love meant it was a no brainer answer when Lily, their tour manager, asked if you’d like to join the boys on stage for your song in their final show of ‘The Marauders’ tour, coincidentally in your home town.

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Backstage was electric. The loud hum of stage crew mic’ing up drums and programming lights mixed with the laughter of the boys from the green room drove your heart wild. Pushing the door open you stepped inside intending to slip in quietly and collect yourself before the long night. “There she is!” “The woman of the hour has arrived!” Whoops and hollers sounded as they spotted you.

This wasn’t your first time in the boys’ green room, just your first as part of the act. The sight of your own dressing table in the corner between their own gave your heart a kick as you smiled and took tentative steps towards it. James and Sirius shared a fond look before turning back to see Remus on his way to you. He stood behind your chair, looking at your face in the mirror. “Hi dovey.” He smiled “Hi Rem, you okay?” you sighed out. He let out a breathy laugh. “Listen to you, your big night and you’re asking about me? Silly girl.” He gently raised both hands and rubbed your shoulders. “You look very pretty, you feel ready?” “I don’t know, do you think I’m ready?” You caught his eye in his reflection.

“Lovely girl, I think you could take over the world if you wanted to, just gotta breathe. And if you change your mind, you just let us know and it’s over. No matter what.” His face stoned at his last sentiment. “I trust you to look out for me.” You smiled and reached your hand up to squeeze his that had started massaging your shoulders. Just as Remus opened his mouth to say something else, Lily and Mary, the stage manager, poked their heads round the door. “Okay rockstars, 10 minutes, get out there and kick ass not amps...again.” Lily’s pointed look to Sirius made you laugh, easing some more nerves as you stood. “Okay sweetheart you know the plan, you sit and look pretty and we’ll getcha when it’s time yea?” James says with a wink, like he’s not been over this with you and Mary about six times. “Got it.” you nod, glancing around at your boys before taking James’ outstretched hand as you two led the pack to the side of the stage. James gave you a swift kiss atop your head as he always did, claiming it to be part of the ‘good luck ritual’ before navigating the dark stage to sit at his drums. Remus gave you a smile and small wink as he passed, throwing his bass strap over his head en route. Sirius was the last out, naturally, bathing in the suspense and screams as the lights slowly went up and the fans could see the marvel of men that was The Marauders.

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The whole show passed without a hitch. Sirius had the whole crowd enamoured and encaptured, dancing around the stage with his wired mic. Taking turns to draw attention to both James and Remus, and shouting out Peter, their guitarist for the tour. As the show was coming to an end, Sirius sat on the edge of the stage as the lights turned a gentle blue. Remus began to play a slow guitar riff on repeat, having taken over from Peter as per Mary’s directions. “Hi guys! How’s everyone doing tonight?” Sirius asked the crowd and they went wild. Screaming and clapping and chanting ‘HOME’ as had become part of the routine for this tour. Sirius laughed into the mic, taking one ear piece out and glancing over to you in the wings as the tech crew were making sure your own ear piece was comfortable.

“I just want to thank you for coming to the tour, especially this show. This show is so.. so special to us for many reasons. For one, it’s our home town!” Sirius shouted, waving his arms up to encourage the cheering. “The second reason is,” he laughed, waiting for the noise to die down, “the second reason is we released a song a few months back and you guys loved it.” The cheering picked back up again like they knew what was coming. “But! We’ve not sung it on tour.” Sirius got back up. “So tonight, not only are we singing ‘Home’ just for you guys,” the screaming began and Sirius grabbed a second mic stand. As he carried it to centre stage he said, “ we have a VERY special guest to help us.” He beckoned you out of the wings. You looked to James who gave you the cheesiest grin, then to Remus who nodded in affirmation ‘you can do it’. You took a deep breath and turned to Sirius, stepping with false confidence out onto the stage. He gestured to you and introduced you to the ever growing noise that was the concert crowd. “Y/n L/n everybody!” You waved your hands out to the fans before standing behind the mic, just as the song started.

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The song had been going exceptionally well, your nerves had long gone and you started to have fun, joining in where you were needed and interacting with fans when you weren’t. Sirius though, hadn’t stopped looking at you. Truthfully none of them had. Not out of fear for you, but nerves of what was about to happen. Just after the second chorus, there was supposed to be an instrumental, so you stepped back from your mic. “Y/n L/n.” Sirius spoke over the mic in time to the music “Sirius Black.” you stepped in and spoke back, mimicking his musical tone. “Do you remember the time you fell outta our dorm window?” You laughed “I sure do, you all came jumpin’ out after me.” “Well, you fell on the concrete, nearly broke your ass.” he was laughing with you, and so were the others you could hear. “And you were bleeding all over the place and Remus rushed you to the hospital you remember that?” You tilted your head in confusion. Why was he bringing this up now? At a closing gig no less “Yes I do.” “Well, there’s something we never told you about that night…” James jumped in from his mic at the drums. “What didn’t you tell me?” You looked between all three. “While you were sitting in the backseat smoking the rest of my cigarette you thought would be your last,” You couldn't help the laugh that escaped you at the memory of robbing Sirius’ cigarette with the excuse ‘I could die any minute, this could be my last ever’. “We were falling deep, deeply in love with you and we never told you ‘til just now.” he finished. The audience went wild. You stared at Sirius, then Remus, then James. “I love you too.” you threw in before the final chorus began. You finished the song, all laughs and smiles resisting the urge to run over and kiss each one of the boys on stage. But you didn’t get the chance. Before Sirius could get his last notes out, James had abandoned post to rush over and literally sweep you off your feet into a kiss as the lights dimmed with the conclusion of the show. With the crowd ringing in your ears and James’ arm round your waist Sirius spoke one final time. “Thank you all for being part of such a special show tonight, if you take anything away with you, let it be that it’s never too late to tell them how you feel. If they‘re like sunshine and snatch your cigs and feel like home, let ‘em know.” he kissed your cheek as the lights went down and the four of you headed backstage. All of you were buzzing with adrenaline and love. And when you opened the green room door to see a large bouquet with the address card ‘Our superstar’, you were grateful you agreed to be on their song.

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