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radiant-reid · 3 years ago

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Comfortable

A/n: this could unintentionally be a part 2 to Tough day

Pairing: Spencer Reid x Fem!Reader

Genre: a whole lot of fluff

WC: 1.2k

CW: Nothing (??)

"Hi," Spencer murmured, raspy-voiced from the night of sleep he'd just had. Possibly the first adequate amount he'd had in at least a week.

He looked the epitome of soft. Long curls messily tumbling over his forehead. His barely-there facial hair had grown as much as it could in the week she hadn't seen him, which wasn't a lot. High cheekbones, sharp jawline like something holy created by Michelangelo. He didn't leave a chance for any other man to be as beautiful. And, if his pretty face wasn't enough, his personality made it a completely uneven playing field.

Y/n could unquestionably admire him for the rest of her life. And it still wouldn't be long enough.

"Hi, baby boy," Y/n returned, a smile spreading over her face. It was the smile reserved for him. "Are you feeling okay?" She asked, tracing his finger over his pointed features.

Spencer had been considerably upset after his last case. Tears starting the moment he walked in the door and not stopping for an hour afterward.

Spencer nodded slightly. How could he not feel better? His girl was wrapped up in his arms. She would have assumed he wanted it the other way, but Spencer needed to feel her in his arms. It was irrational, but he liked knowing she was safe. He needed to feel her body on top of his, her body weight acting like an anchor to keep him grounded.

"Yeah, thank you," Spencer spoke gently. Y/n was mesmerized by the rising and falling of his chest when he spoke. She still wasn't able to take her glance away from his deep-seated brown eyes.

Y/n held his face in her hands, moving higher, so she was lying fully on top of him. "You never have to thank me, Spence. I'm always here for you." She reassured him, knowing the comfort was something he needed so he could stop thinking about what he'd had to see in the prior days.

She delicately traced down his perfect nose. Giggling when he scrunched it, which made the side of his lips twitch upwards. Pure happiness.

Still, Spencer felt guilty. Y/n was always there for him, no matter what was going on in his life. He couldn't even imagine how terrified he'd feel if their roles were reversed. Seeing Y/n come back from cases heartbroken would feel like a nightmare. Spencer didn't understand how she did it.

"Y/n." He started, his new serious tone drawing Y/n's features into a frown. "I worried I don't tell you how much I love you." Despite being able to memorize them, Spencer was never good with his own words. He could recite hundreds of love poems off by heart, but none of them expressed how he felt. "And I do love you. So much. I'm just not good at showing it." He claimed.

Y/n could see the guilty look on his face. She could tell he felt like he didn't deserve any of the good things in his life, despite all the terrible things he'd gone through.

On top of that, he always felt inexperienced. He'd never seen a happy relationship growing up, and it was something he couldn't learn out of a textbook, so he had no clue if he was doing it right.

"Spencer, honey, you tell me more than enough." She assured him, holding his face in her palms. "And you show me just as much. Seriously, I've never felt more loved in my life. I can tell you're worried you're not doing it right, but you've never done anything wrong." She comforted him, stroking his cheeks. It was unbelievable to her that Spencer ever felt he didn't show her enough love. "I see and hear how much you love me all the time. I can physically feel it." She told him, reaching down to place her hand on his heart.

Spencer nodded at her sadly. "Okay, because I do love you." He continued.

"I love you too, baby. I'm going to make us breakfast, my love," Y/n announced, not particularly wanting to leave Spencer for a second but hungry.

Spencer shook his head. "Wait, kiss, please." He adorably whined out his request.

Y/n couldn't say no to someone looking as cute as he did, leaning forwards to gently place their lips together. It was sweet, sensitive and full of nothing but love. Everything Spencer needed. Everything Y/n needed.

"Shower and then come to the living room." She gently instructed as she rolled off him.

Spencer nodded, moving so he could get out of their warm bed. "What are you making?" He turned back to ask her.

"Your favorite, of course. French toast." She answered.

Spencer had one last request. "Can you do the thing?" He asked shyly.

Y/n smiled at how adorably childish he was. "Of course." She agreed.

He insisted it made him feel better when she cut the french toast with Halloween cookie cutters so he could eat the little pumpkins, ghosts, witch hats, and bats.

Once breakfast had been eaten, it was Spencer's choice of activity. Naturally, that meant reading.

"Can you read it to me?" Spencer asked, holding his book out to her.

Y/n nodded, smiling at how cute he always looked. "Of course." She agreed, taking the book and sitting on the couch, holding open her arms so they could hug.

Spencer shook his head. "Can I braid your hair?" He shyly asked, wanting to be as close to her as possible.

"Yeah." Y/n was more than happy to let him. His soft, gentle fingers did it better than she did anyway. She moved so Spencer could sit behind her on the couch, his height making it easy.

Spencer glided his thin fingers through her strands of hair, carefully braiding it, making sure it wasn't too tight. Y/n read aloud his book, trying not to fumble over any of the big words.

"You know, you could read this so much faster than me?" Y/n commented after finishing a chapter.

She couldn't see, but Spencer shrugged. "I like this, though." He simply told her. Y/n figured the answer was good enough and kept reading. "Alright, all done." He stated, placing a kiss on her hairline.

Y/n ran her finger over the braid. "Wow, it's amazing, Spence. Thank you." She complimented, tilting her head up to look at him.

Spencer smiled at her. "Can it be my turn now?" He timidly requested.

Y/n was happy to oblige. She loved all the hairstyles he had, but the benefit of his long hair was that she could braid it. "Yeah, you are going to have to sit on the floor, though." She told him. "And you have to read."

Spencer quickly scrambled to sit on the floor, taking the book from Y/n. "But I like listening to your voice." He commented with a pout.

Y/n let out a giggle as she parted his hair. "Ah, so there's the real reason." She accused.

Spencer looked up at her like a dear caught in the headlights before smirking. "Maybe." He spoke.

"Okay, stop being cute and read." She instructed, spinning his head back around so start braiding his long brown locks.

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aperrywilliams · 4 years ago

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All for My Girls (Spencer Reid x Fem!Reader)

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Masterlist

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Pairing: Spencer Reid x Fem!Reader.

Summary: Spencer missed calls and texts from his wife. Something important happened and he needs to rush to the hospital.

Word Count: 1494.

Warnings: None. Just a short self-indulgent fluff fic.

A/N: Spencer Reid as a father. It’s all we need.

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Spencer was dozing off in that uncomfortable plastic chair in the middle of a hospital's waiting room. It was 3 in the morning. His eyelids are heavy from exhaustion. When he arrived home that night, her wife wasn't there. Weird. She hadn't told him about going out.

He thought a little in case he forgot something. But he never forgets anything, even less if it was something related to her. Spencer never forgot a birthday, an anniversary, a particular date, an appointment in all the years they were married. Nothing. What did he miss now?

When he pulled his phone from his jacket, he noticed that it was off. He didn't see it before. That made sense to him. Maybe his wife called him, and he didn't answer because his phone was dead. Oh, God! What if something terrible happened?

Spencer rushed to the nightstand where the charger was and plugged his phone on it. It took longer than five minutes for his phone to return to life.

He unlocked the screen and saw a lot of messages and missed calls from his wife.

"Spencer Reid, grab your ass and come to the hospital right now! It's time!" it read in the last message. Spencer put on his coat again and rushed to the hospital. How he could be so negligent! He knew the baby would come any time, and he wasn't prepared? 'It's a shame, Spencer!' He scolded himself.

Spencer arrived at the hospital past 10 pm. When he made it to the waiting room, he saw Morgan and Savannah waiting.

"Hey, guys!" Spencer greeted, gasping for the long run he made from the entrance.

"Pretty Boy! Where have you been?" Morgan asked. "(Y/N) texted us, and I tried to call you. You never answered! What happened man? We were worried," Derek questioned. Spencer shook his head, catching his breath. Clearly, his physical condition was not optimal for that run.

"I - I'm sorry. My phone gone dead. Where - where is she?" the genius doctor inquired.

"She is in the delivery room right now. She is in labor," Savannah replied.

"What? Damn it! I came too late! I couldn't even see her!" Spencer complained.

"We almost didn't. When we got here, (Y/N) was just entering the room with the doctors and nurses. But she was okay, man. We have to wait now, you can’t get in," Morgan stated.

Spencer started pacing the waiting room... waiting. Reid felt sad that he hadn't seen the calls and messages on his phone before. Perhaps he could have arrived in time to see the birth of their little girl. He was anxiously now, waiting next to Morgan and Savannah.

The clock marked 11 pm, midnight, 1 am... and there was still no news. Spencer knew it could be a long time to wait, but he secretly hoped that their little girl wouldn't put up much resistance to get out. Although he didn't blame her, what could be more secure and calm than her mother's womb?

Spencer recalled all the times he dreamed of having a baby. He remembered the times when with (Y/N) talked that he wanted a girl. A little girl to teach her, spoil her, and love her. He dreamed with a little girl as a (Y/N)'s carbon copy. With her eyes, her smile, her personality. He wanted a girl so so much.

When they both were at the doctor's office to know the baby's gender, he was so nervous. Looking at the screen and seeing a tiny bundle moving on made them both cry. And when the doctor said that they were expecting a girl, Spencer almost passed out of pure and utterly emotion.

Spencer was so excited and happy that he did everything he could to make (Y/N) comfortable and supported during her pregnancy. He helped her in everything. Spencer went to all the doctor's appointments. He stayed late at night, helping his wife sleep in a comfortable position. He woke up early to make breakfast. Of course, he read all the books about the pregnancy he could.

In the nights before sleep, Spencer was accustomed to reading a story to his little girl. She started to recognize his voice: every time Spencer talked, the baby moved or kicked. (Y/N) assured him that she would be a daddy's girl. And she was. And she still is. Twenty-six years later, she's his little girl yet.

A commotion brought Spencer out of his thoughts. Hank Morgan appeared in the waiting room with a huge grin that could illuminate all DC.

"It's a healthy little girl!" he yelled. Morgan was the first to hug his son, who now became a father. Spencer looked at him with watering eyes and speechless. The same happened to him when his daughter was born.

After he hugged his mother, Hank moved toward Spencer.

"She is okay. A little tired, but she is okay. And your granddaughter is beautiful and healthy. They are waiting for you," Hank assured Spencer, pointed to the room where his - now two - little girls were.

When Spencer walked into the room, it was like going back 26 years, only this time, a third little person was included in the scene. When his daughter saw him arrive, her eyes lit up. She was holding a small wrapped bundle in her arms. His wife was standing next to the bed, looking at him with a smile on her lips.

"Hi dad!, come over here, I want to introduce you to someone," she said, whispering. Spencer couldn't help but see those beautiful eyes lit up despite the exhaustion after hours of labor. Those eyes his daughter inherited from his wife. He approached slowly and plastered a kiss on his daughter's forehead.

"Hello Pumpkin. I'm so sorry I was late..." Spencer apologized.

"Let's see if you worry about having your phone with enough charge next time," (Y/N) scolded him.

"Mom, don't be rude to Dad. He's already here." Spencer could barely pay attention. Now his eyes were on the little person sleeping in her mother's arms. "Dad, let me introduce you to Amelia Morgan Reid, your granddaughter," she said solemnly.

Because, of course, as Spencer had to learn over the years, children grow and make their lives. Her little girl grew up, fell in love, and made her own family. And with Derek Morgan, his friend for years, they were now joined by their own children. The result of that love now slept peacefully in his daughter's arms.

"Can - Can I hold her?" Spencer asked shyly.

"Sure you can, Dad," she said, handing him the little girl wrapped in a cozy blanket.

When Spencer held his granddaughter in his arms, time stopped for him.

Where did his mind go? To the moment when he held her daughter for the first time. It was a rainy day, and (Y/N)'s water broke at the same BAU. It was Morgan who drove the car to take them to the hospital. Spencer was with (Y/N) the entire time. Encouraging her between each contraction, kissing her temple, and letting her squeeze his hand throughout the process. When the cries of the newborn flooded the room, Spencer swore that at that moment, his life had changed forever. So it was. Holding her daughter for the first time, he promised her always to be for her. Spencer promised to give her all the love in the world and always support her. And Spencer Reid has kept his word.

Now holding his granddaughter, Spencer couldn't help but repeat his vows.

"My little girl. You don't know how happy I am to have you in my arms. You don't know how happy you will make this family. I know that I'll have to share your love and that maybe I won't be your favorite grandfather. I cannot compete with Grandpa Morgan in many things, but I can assure you that I will be there for you when you need me. And the day I leave this world, I will continue to take care of you. Just like I'll continue to take care of your mom and your grandmother," Spencer whispered as Amelia stir and opened her little eyes. A big smile crept on Spencer's face.

"I see you both are already having your first serious conversation," her daughter mused. Spencer turned and walked over to the bed to lay her granddaughter in her mother's arms.

"The same conversation I had with you the day you were born," Spencer replied. "I'm proud of you, Pumpkin," Spencer praised. His daughter smiled.

"Thanks, dad. For everything," she said, snuggling Amelia into her arms again.

"Always. All for my girls," Spencer declared, holding his wife's hand and placing a soft kiss on his daughter's forehead.

And what Spencer Reid said was entirely right. He has given everything. And he will continue doing everything in his power for his wife, daughter, and now for his granddaughter—everything for his family.

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writing-in-april · 4 years ago

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Pleasant Surprise

Spencer Reid x Female Reader

Summary: Reader asks Spencer if she can try to be more dominant in the bedroom.

A/N: This is my 5th fic for my 750 follower celebration! This one was especially hard for me to finish, I’ve had a massive headache all day 🤕 it was also hard because this reader is definitely very different to how I am in real life. I hope you guys do enjoy it I tried really hard to make sure I could finish it today. Thank you @spencers-dria again for fueling all my sub Spencer fics this week and giving me this idea!!

Warnings: 18+, Reader is a bit nervous at first, Use of the name Bunny (F), Spencer is tied up, Hand job, Sex toy (wand vibrator M receiving), Edging

Main Masterlist Word count: 1.4K

“Hey Spencer?” You called from the bedroom of your apartment with Spencer just a little bit nervously, you couldn’t lose your nerve. it was now or never.

“Yes, bunny? What is it?” You always blushed a little everytime Spencer used that nickname, inside and outside the bedroom. Usually, Spencer was the dominant one in the bedroom. Recently however, you had been fantasizing what it would be like to have him underneath you for a change. You had been wondering endlessly how he would react. Would he beg for you quickly? Or would he be stubborn? Would he be a brat? Or would he be a good boy for you?

The questions wouldn’t stop bouncing around in your head and you finally decided that you needed to ask him if he would let you test it out. Your resolve dimmed just a little as Spencer entered the bedroom after you had not responded immediately.

“W-well I was wondering…”

“Wondering what?” He looked concerned now, his eyebrows raised high as he made his way to sit next to where you sat on the bed.

“I was wondering if maybeyouwouldletmedominateyou?” You rushed out, faster then even Spencer normally spoke when he was especially excited about something.

“Could you say that again I didn’t quite catch that.” He was probably thinking that there was a much more serious thing going on, you felt kind of bad that you unnecessarily worried him. Hopefully, you could actually get the words out, instead of worrying poor Spencer anymore, he already worried enough as is.

“I-I was wondering… If maybe you would let me dominate you?” Even if Spencer said no to your request, you were proud of yourself for finding the words to ask.

“Th-that’s not what I was expecting you to ask me…” He wrung his fingers while he stuttered, however he wasn’t rejecting you, he looked intrigued if anything.

“But, would you be interested in it Spencer?” You bit your lip in anticipation, pretty sure that he was probably interested just by reading his immediate reaction to your request. His eyes were focused intently on you with his pupils blown wide and when you looked at his slacks you could tell that they were tightening slightly.

“Yes.” Once he had confirmed that this was something that he wanted, your confidence returned, and you were ready to unleash all your thoughts onto Spencer.

“You’ll let me know if it’s too much?” He snickered a little at your worry, probably thinking that you weren’t even going to get close to his threshold. However, you had some pretty extreme plans up your sleeve.

“Of course, bunny.”

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You now had him laying down on the bed completely naked, legs spread and a tie he no longer really used knotted around his wrists bound to the bed frame. Spencer’s eyes were wild and desperate already with his cock hard leaking precum all over his belly. You hadn’t even really touched him yet besides a few kisses. Spencer definitely wasn’t expecting you to be this prepared.

Grabbing the lube and opening it you then dripped it over his leaking cock, making sure to make a show of it before wrapping your hands around his length. You started to jerk him slowly, barely even really brushing over the skin causing Spencer to let out a beautiful high pitched whine.

“Does that feel good baby?” You teased, knowing it wasn’t nearly enough for any kind of relief, really only serving to spread the lube around. Then you moved your mouth down near his cock letting your hot breath hit him while you continued your lazy hand movements.

“Bunnyyy- Bunny, Will you please let me touch you?!” Before you had started, you had asked him to still call you bunny, finding it quite amusing how he was begging for mercy so easily while using a moniker normally associated with submissives. You hummed and thought about his request for a moment while he writhed in desperation underneath you.

“No, I don’t think you’re nearly desperate enough for me yet. We’ve only just started.” He was most definitely one to beg easily, after all you had only been jerking his cock for a minute before he had already started pleading. You continued to pull pleas from him, only speeding up slightly when you wanted to make his moans just a little bit louder. When you could tell he was going to cum soon you pulled away, his hips bucking up off the bed

“Please! Bunny- free me, let me touch you! You know I’ll make it feel good!” His pleas did little to convince you, you still had so much planned. You then went under your bed to pull out your secret weapon. Your hitachi magic wand. The wand was normally used by Spencer to edge you and you thought it was time for a little bit of payback.

“Remember to let me know if it's too much for you, Spencer.” You said as you made your way back to him armed with the rechargeable vibrator. Spencer’s eyes were wild as he nodded in confirmation.

It roared to life when you pressed the power button, then you brought it to his cock lightly while you sat on top of his thighs. When you started to focus the vibrations at the head of his cock his thighs started to shake under you and his eyes rolled back.

“Remember to ask for permission.” Taunting him evilly while you turned up the vibrations to a slightly higher setting.

“I cant- I cant, I’m gonna cum!” He cried, with involuntary tears now rolling down his cheeks.

“Hold it. If you hold it just for a few more seconds I’ll let you touch me.” He let out an unexpected growl at your command, causing the fire in your belly to be stoked just a little bit more. He probably expected to be allowed to take over when you freed him, but you weren’t going to give up control that easily.

After the few seconds were up, you removed the wand from his aching cock. He jerked around again in frustration after being edged for the second time, but he’d soon be happy that he successfully held it. Once he started to come back from the edge you reached forward to undo the knot of the tie and he breathed a sigh, relieved that he was free.

When he tried to flip you over to enact his own little revenge you held your ground, the only way you were going to let him fuck you is if you were on top. You gripped his jaw between your fingers and pulled his face up close to yours, then making him look directly before speaking, “Remember I’m in charge tonight. I get to be on top or you don’t get to fuck me. Do you understand?”

“Yes, Bunny. I understand... Can you please fuck me?” You let go of his face after he spoke, letting him hit the back of his pillows harshly before giving him some relief by sinking down on his cock.

You weren’t gentle as you started to roll your hips into his own, loving the feeling of Spencer’s cock dragging through your walls. Spencer was crying underneath you, begging for you to let him cum as he gripped your hips hard.

“You only get to cum after I do.” You growled out while slamming your hips down harshly, causing a squeak to fall from him. Luckily for Spencer, it didn’t take long for your own orgasm to come over, helped by him rubbing your clit in quick circles. It was a long and powerful one, coming over in waves that had you moaning out loudly as well. Spencer was finally going to get what he had been desperate for.

“Alright, you can cum.” All you had to do was say those simple words and Spencer exploded inside of you. His moans were so loud while he rode it out that you were sure you guys were going to get a complaint in the morning.

After you both had come down a little you made sure to do a similar aftercare routine that Spencer did for you when he dominated you- cleaning him up, massaging his wrists with lotion, getting him some fresh clothes, and especially making sure to cuddle him up tight. Just before you were about to fall asleep Spencer asked you, “You were really good at that bunny, that was a pleasant surprise. Can you do it again sometime?”

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peachpitfics · 4 years ago

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Hi everyone! Welcome to a list of my favourite criminal minds fanficiton. Wanting to show more support for other creators on this hellsite, for my 1000 follower celebration I'm posting this list! These creators are all people I look up and admire, their talents are beyond anything I could ever hope to be. I want to thank each and every one of you for inspiring me and giving me the confidence to write and post what I want without any fear.

To everyone who has followed along so far, whether that be for the smut, for the Reid content or just because you're a criminal minds fan, THANK YOU! Every single day I am thankful for the love and support my work is given.

This list will be permanently tagged in my blog directory pinned post, and I’ll add to it as I come across more great creators and fantastic pieces of fanficiton.

--------------Recommendations below the cut---------------

-Fluff/Angst-

Breaking the Seal - written by @homoose ↳ Reader tries a menstrual cup for the first time and it… doesn’t go well. Spencer is a helpful bf.

Jealousy (Part 1) - written by @itsmyblogandillreblogifiwantto

Love & Literature - written by @90spumkin ↳ Spencer decides to spend his off day at one of his favorite libraries, but he encounters someone he doesn’t think he’ll ever forget.

Ghost Story - written by @writing-in-april ↳ Spencer tells Reader a ghost story before the power goes out.

Please come home for Christmas - written by @genevievedarcygrangerwriting ↳ Garcia overhears Hotch humming a Christmas song.

Neighbours - written by @hotchsbabygirl

Solace - written by @goldentournesol ↳ The one where plus size!Reader is struggling with her body image and Spencer gives her a boost of confidence.

All for my girls - written by @aperrywilliams ↳ Spencer missed calls and texts from his wife. Something important happened and he needs to rush to the hospital.

His - written by @spencers-dria

What Daddy didn’t see coming - written by @spencers-dria

Do I make you believe? - written by @sleepyreid

↳ For spencer, nothing says “birthday” this year like inner turmoil and emotional baggage. it’s a lonely, frustrating evening until he comes home to you and a silly little stack of pancakes that changes his mind about a certain question forever.

The Other Girl - written by @90spumkin ↳ Reader fears Spencer may be cheating, what happens when she learns about the other girl?

Four More Months & No More Months - written by @writing-in-april ↳ Spencer talking to their baby while Reader pretends to sleep.

Five Languages - written by @anaagraceeberr ↳ Spencer doesn’t know what his love language is, so he tries five of them with Reader.

Sweater Weather - written by @beautiful-writings ↳ After getting caught in the rain, Spencer offers his sweater in replacement of her soaked clothes.

-Smut-

Show me (Part 1) - written by @differentkettleoffishalltogether ↳ Spencer finds out his girlfriend’s a virgin. But she wants him to change that.

Work Wife - written by @differentkettleoffishalltogether ↳ Spencer can’t help but feel a little jealous when it seems like his best friend is interested in someone else.

Daddy - written by @iconicc ↳ Aaron + Daddy kink. Need I say more?

Quick Learner, Slow Lover (Part 1) - written by @homoose ↳ Literally just a 40 Year Old Virgin AU. In this part, Spencer finally gets off with something (someone) other than his own hand.

Tie it Back - written by @homoose ↳ Literally just the season 5 hair tie thing.

Electrons - written by @squiggledrop ↳ Spencer and Reader have been dating for a while, but whenever they get intimate, Reader keeps her shirt on and the lights off. Spencer is determined to show her how much he loves her, and how beautiful he thinks she is.

Touch - written by @wonderboygenius ↳ Being in prison without touch leaves a man “touch hungry”. It certainly left Spencer touch hungry. The problem was that since his assault, everyone’s touch felt like an intrusion…until he met you.

Pretty Please - written by @mercy-burning ↳ Reader hears something surprising from her next door neighbor, and it throws her off.

ii - written by @g0ldengubler

Bet you in Fortune Cookies - written by @andiebeaword

Silence is Golden - written by @gubetube ↳ The reader rides Spencer on the jet while the team is sleeping!

After Tonight - written by @dr-spencer-reids-queen ↳ You run into your ex at an office party, and you gain a surge of confidence that makes you do something you normally wouldn’t do. What follows is a delicious treat…

Anatomy Lesson - written by @downondilaudid ↳ Reader has some sex trouble, out of all people to ask for help, she asks Spencer Reid.

Two heads are better than one - written by @spencerreidstan

Broke and Break - written by @aperrywilliams ↳ Reader just broke up and needs some help from her friends to cheer herself up.

Spoiled - written by @imagining-in-the-margins

Trust and Promises - written by @reidsconverse

Locked Doors - written by @anaagraceeberr ↳ Spencer and Reader are stuck in a closet together. Things heat up.

Let me do the Work - written by @ontheoddoccasioniwritestuff ↳ Hotch has always been a workaholic. It takes a special someone a long time to convince him to take a break.

#fanfiction recommendation #fic rec #gab's 1000 celebration #recommendation list

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spencersawkward · 4 years ago

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do you have any other mgg/spencer authors on here you recommend? i love your writing and im looking for authors with similar styles!

ok i’m screaming THANK YOU! also yes! there are so many great writers on here. i haven’t been able to read as much as i’d like to recently, so i don’t have many right now, but i’ll keep adding to this list (and i might make a separate rec post later) as i go.

@maybeshewritestoo is one of my writer friends and she just started a writing blog! super good stuff and her asks are open so 10/10 go hit it up!

@eideticmemory just yes. love love LOVE. i read one of her one-shots called “teach me” about baby Spence losing his virginity and it was simultaneously cute and hot.

@spencers-dria AHH i read one of her blurbs a bit ago and i RAN to the masterlist lol.

@writing-in-april SO GOOD! truly just quality content :) also has nsfw content 😈

@softspence for my nsfw babes! literally all of the writing is beautiful.

@imagining-in-the-margins i’ve said it before and i’ll say it again: SO GOOD. i aspire to write like this, so highly recommend.

@peachpitfics oh. my. god. i stumbled upon “Shakespeare in Lust” a while ago and fell in love. the actual storyline was original and funny, but also so hot. all of the writing in general-- i can’t get enough.

@itsnsfwalways pretty self-explanatory name hehe. i was reading one of her one-shots last night and i-- WHEW. definitely recommend.

i haven’t been able to read full length fics recently (i’m upset about it) and if any of you have any recs definitely let me know. these are just a few writers i keep coming back to because their writing always hits lol.

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wardenari · 4 years ago

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Character Study

I was tagged by @kunstpause!! Thank you <3 I don’t have any Quizzies I’ve really written about, so I think I’ll do 2 of my Wardens -- Ari Cousland and Dria Cousland <3

Ari Cousland (this will be “Love and Darkspawn” Ari since things change a lot for her in later fics):

Artwork by @mianzudrawingcave, Photo is my faceclaim for her (I don’t know who it is):

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Layer 01: The Outside

Eye Colour: Green Hair Style / Colour: Red, Straight (curlier when short) Height: 5 foot (much shorter than other nobles) Clothing Style: Ferelden style dresses, Warden Armor

Best Physical Feature: Her smile

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Layer 02: The Inside

Fears: Nightmares of the attack on Highever Castle, fears being left alone/abandoned

Guilty Pleasure: Rum, A certain Antivan Assassin

Biggest Pet Peeve: Lying, anyone going after someone she considers “Her family”

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Layer 03: Thoughts

First Thoughts Waking Up: “What I wouldn’t give to be in my soft bed in Highever again”

What They Think About Most: Ending the Blight. How to keep Alistair and Zevran from fighting

What They Think About Before Bed: Just how amazing Zevran looks without a shirt and that she can’t wait to go to their tent and steal it.

What They Think Their Best Quality Is: Her loyalty

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Layer 04: Either Or…

Single Or Group Dates: Group, she loves her friends

To Be Loved Or Respected: Both. She wants love most of all. Her family had been so full of love and after she lost them she desperately wanted to feel that again. But she is leading this odd band of adventurers to fight the Blight, so she needs her authority to be respected.

Beauty Or Brains: She is brilliant, although Zevran will be quick to point out to you that she is more beautiful then any Queen he’s ever seen.

Dogs Or Cats: She’s Ferelden and insulted you’d even ask that question. Her mabari, Fiss, just huffs his response as he rests at her feet.

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Layer 05: Do They…

Lie: Only as a last resort and only if it’s to keep someone safe.

Believe In Themselves: She was raised the daughter of a Teryn and as such has a lot of confidence. Fergus might argue that she has too much.

Believe In Love: Absolutely. She watched her brother and Orana fall in love when she was young and that made an impression on her. Her childhood crush turned into love with Nathaniel Howe until his father intervened. She thought she would never feel that again until she met Zevran.

Want Someone: She would say she is fine being alone, but those that know her best would tell you that she suffers when she’s alone and without love and support too long, to the point that she starts making poor decisions in regards to men (like sleeping with an old lover knowing he still loves her but she doesn’t, just so she can feel needed).

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Layer 06: Have They…

Been On Stage: No

Done Drugs: Alcohol

Changed Who They Were To Fit In: The opposite actually. She changes who she is as she grows, and realizes after the Blight that she no longer has much in common with the nobles she grew up with. She sees most of them as self serving and pampered. After the Blight she finds she’s more at ease being among the “common folk” with the exception of her brother and King Alistair.

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Layer 07: What’s Their…

Favourite colours: Green, but not really any favorite

Favourite Animal: She looks at her mabari and then you. Really, she’s Fereldan, the answer should be obvious. Favourite Book: The Art of Antivan Cooking Favourite Game: Wicked Grace. She’s awful at it

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Layer 08: Age

Day Their Next Birthday Will Be: 3 Harvestmere Dragon 9:12 How Old Will They Be: Depends on where in the Timeline you are. During the blight she’s 18/19 depending on where you are. When she and Zev marry she’s 20.

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Layer 09: I…

…only feel safe sleeping when Zevran is there, otherwise I have nightmares

...love Alistair like a brother and will protect him like family.

...miss my parents. I wish my mother had been there to hold my daughter, to teach me what to do with a new baby, to tell me I was doing a good job as a wife and mother.

...really wish Zevran and Nathaniel got along. Nathaniel has been my best friend since childhood and while I realize we were once betrothed, that was years ago. We’re just friends now, yet he and Zevran circle around each other like their about to do battle at any moment.

...hope Anders is safe. After he fled the Wardens I’ve lost track of him and worry that the Templars have found him again. I fear they may make him Tranquil if they catch him again. Dria coming in next post

#fun #ari cousland #dragon age

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writethiswaymaam · 5 years ago

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Love Undone

CHAPTER FOUR

Summary: The Pena sisters try to find ways to bond with some hiccups. Andria finds out new information regarding the Agra Park leak calling Antonia to action. While Andria and Bishop face their own demons, they begin to lean towards one another.

Warnings: Some slight mentions and references to drug use. Also, there are some spoilers for Season Two.

“Andria, wait! Stop! Stop! I need to stop,” Antonia gasped.

Andria stopped running and turned around to see her sister standing bent over at the waist taking deep heaving breaths. Antonia’s black hair was plastered to her head and her cheeks were red. Andria walked back to her sister, propping her foot against a building to stretch her leg, “You going to make it, la vieja?”

“Fuck you,” Antonia wheezed, “you do this every morning?”

“Si,” Andria nodded.

“You know, when I said I would run with you, I guess I didn’t realize I was this out of shape,” Antonia tried to straighten her frame, “or that you were in this good of shape this soon after your injury. How far did we make it?”

Andria looked at her watch, “Ummm about a mile and a half.”

“Are you kidding me?! That definitely felt like at least two miles,” Antonia exclaimed incredulously, “How far do you usually run?”

“I usually do about five, but it isn't a big deal. I can catch up tomorrow," Andria shrugged.

"Okay, well I think we are going to have to find some other way to fit in sisterly bonding time. If this is you at half-speed, I’m not cut out to be your running partner," Antonia opened her water bottle and started gulping it down.

"How about bonding over breakfast?" Andria suggested with a smile.

Antonia grinned, "Yes! Now that’s more like it, mi hermana! But, seriously, you might have to carry me there."

Andria laughed and put her arm around her sister, "Come on abuelita, before I have to take you back to the nursing home."

"Callate," Antonia hissed before bursting out laughing. The two stood in the middle of the sidewalk, hysterically cackling with tears streaming down their faces. They were so lost in trying, and desperately failing, to reign themselves back in, they barely noticed the pack of Harleys that parked at the curb.

Bishop was the first off his bike, a smile spreading over his face at seeing the two woman in such a fit of laughter, "You two are sure up and at it this morning."

The sisters looked at him and then looked at each other. They busted out laughing again. The other bikers walked up to see what all the commotion was about. Antonia was the first to pull herself together, wiping the tears from her eyes, "Obispo, it turns out that I may have slightly overestimated my current physical fitness level."

Andria doubled over in laughter, and Antonia started right back in. Andria was the one gasping for breath now, "'May have slightly… overestimated?'"

"Callate, malcriada," Antonia feigned anger.

"Lo siento," Andria said sounding anything but sorry, while she tried and failed to keep from laughing.

Bishop chuckled at their antics. Andria's smile broadened seeing him smile. It used to always be like this. Antonia and Andria would get slap happy, and Bishop would just stand back and laugh at them saying they were "Pena crazy." God, she had missed this. She didn't realize until this moment how long it had been since she had laughed like this with her sister. "So besides acting like crazy women in the street," Bishop smirked, "what are you up to today?"

"Breakfast," the sisters said in unison again stifling giggles.

"Okay, well you mujeres bonitas try to stay out of trouble," Bishop smirked.

"No promises," Andria smiled before waving to the rest of the guys, "have a good morning, fellas.”

Andria leaned into give Bishop a quick hug, “Cuidate.”

“Y tu tambien. You coming to the yard tonight?” He asked.

“Yep, I’ll see you then,” Andria stepped away, and Bishop gave a quick hug to Antonia.

The group of bikers went in one direction and the sisters went in the other. After walking for a moment, Andria asked, "So where do you want to go for breakfast, hermana?"

"I don't know," Antonia's expression had turned somewhat pensive.

Andria was confused by the quick change of moods, "Are you okay?"

"Yeah. I mean…I think that…" Antonia struggled for a moment before staring at Andria with a serious expression on her face, "is there something going on with you and Bishop?"

Andria was caught off guard by the question, “Why would you ask that?”

“I don’t know you two just seem…different,” Antonia seemed troubled by the thought.

“I don’t what you mean. He’s still the same old Bishop. Come on, I want pancakes,” Andria crossed the street headed towards the diner.

Antonia came in shortly after her, joining Andria in a booth. Antonia picked up a menu and began perusing. The subject of Bishop dropped for the moment. They both ordered pancakes and coffees. When the waitress dropped off some ice waters, Andria reached in the small pocket of her running pants and took out a couple pills, quickly popping them into her mouth and swallowing them down with the water. “Are those pain pills?” Antonia asked.

“Yeah, why?” Andria asked as the waitress came back with their coffees.

Antonia thanked the waitress and waited until she walked back towards the counter to resume the conversation, “I didn’t realize you were still taking them, I guess. I figured if you were running and doing so well with physical therapy that meant the pain was more manageable.”

“The pills make the pain manageable so I can do those things, Antonia,” Andria stirred some cream into her coffee.

“Are you being careful?” Antonia asked worriedly.

“You mean am I being careful not to become a worthless drug addict like mama?” Andria glared down at the table.

“I’m sorry. I just worry about you, Dria,” Antonia cupped the coffee mug in her hands bringing it to her lips.

Andria lifted her head, “You don’t have to. At least not this much.”

“I can’t help it. It’s what big sisters do,” Antonia said matter-of-factly.

“Yeah, well, maybe you should worry more about your own health, hermana. Have you seen yourself run?” Andria jested.

“Stop it! I tried la mocosa,” Antonia let out a breathy laugh as the waitress plopped the pancakes in front of them.

Both women dug into their breakfast easing back into more comfortable conversation.

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Andria couldn’t shake all the things said, and not said, this morning with Antonia. She even went on another run to clear her head, but it didn’t seem to help. She stood in front of the bathroom mirror, still damp from a shower, with a towel wrapped tightly around her. She studied her foggy reflection for a moment, and then opened the medicine cabinet revealing a row of perfectly aligned orange medicine bottles. She quickly shut the cabinet door and leaned against the sink taking a deep breath. With a renewed resolve she gazed at her reflection again, “No mames, puta.”

She quickly got dressed and fired up her computer. If she couldn’t clear her head, she would have to fill it with something else. She checked her encrypted email and clicked on a new message. One of her contacts had come through. She clicked on the attachments. Every personnel file of every city employee was here, along with their criminal backgrounds, and their financial history. This was the jack pot. She looked back at the original email. The final line was written in bold: YOU OWE ME. She couldn’t worry about what that favor could mean for her right now. She clicked on the City Planning department files and got to work.

Andria had become so engrossed in the information that she didn’t realize how much time had passed until her phone chimed with a text alert. She unlocked her phone, discovering the message was from Bishop asking if she was okay. She texted him back that she was fine, and she would see him soon. She had a stop to make first.

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When Antonia answered the door, she seemed surprised to see Andria, “Are you okay? It’s really late; we’ve already put the baby to bed.”

“I know. I’m sorry. It’s just…here,” Andria handed Antonia a folded piece of paper.

“What’s this?” Antonia questioned.

“It’s a name of a woman in City Planning. You need to get rid of her,” Andria talked quickly and purposely.

“Andria, I don’t know what you mean. I can’t just ‘just get rid of someone,’” Antonia said with confusion.

“I’m talking about the fact that up until a month ago she’s been receiving money from Emily Galindo’s mother. They have a history. She lived with the Thomas’ for a while when she was younger. She’s got to be your leak, Antonia. The reason Galindo got the contract. The reason they knew that the clerk was involved with the Chinese. Transfer her to BFE, fire her, whatever you have to do, Antonia. Get rid of her now. Do you understand?” Andria insisted.

The gravity of what Andria said seemed to hit Antonia all at once. “I understand,” she said.

“Good. Sorry to bother you so late. Have a goodnight,” Andria turned to head back to her car.

“Andria,” Antonia called.

Andria looked over her shoulder. “Gracias,” Antonia touched her hand to her chest.

“Te quiero siempre, hermana,” Antonia put her hand over her heart before walking to her car.

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When Andria pulled into the Mayan’s lot, she was stilling buzzing with everything that happened today. She needed to blow off some steam. She walked through the yard waving and saying polite ‘hellos’ before making her way to the bar. Chucky was playing bartender, “Well if it isn’t the beautiful, Alexandria Pena. What can I get you?”

“Hey, Chucky. Have you seen, Bishop?” Andria tapped her hands on the bar.

“He’s in Templo,” Tranq said walking up to bar as Chucky set a drink down in front of him, “he’s in there by himself. You can go in, querida.”

“You sure?” Andria had never crossed the sacred threshold of Templo.

It seemed so forbidden. “Here,” Chucky set a tumbler of whiskey in front of her, “you can take this to him.”

She vaguely nodded and grabbed the drink before walking across the room. When she reached the double doors, she knocked despite them being open. “Come in,” Bishop said.

He sat at the head of the table. His pensive expression and the slump of his shoulders told Andria everything she needed to know. Bishop carried the weight of the world on his shoulders tonight. She walked up and set his whiskey down in front of him before he seemed to notice that it was her, “Preciousa, sorry. Have you been here long?”

“No, I just got here,” her eyes narrowed with worry, “is everything okay, Bish?”

“Club shit,” he shrugged his shoulders before taking a long drink of whiskey.

She nodded. Andria knew better than to ask any questions. The club business was not her business, and she understand the importance of that classification. The only thing she could do was be here for him like he had always been there for her. “Can I sit here with you for a while?”

He looked at her, “Por supuesto.”

She pulled out the chair beside him and sat down. They sat in silence. Bishop smoking cigarettes. Andria tracing the scars of the wooden tabletop. She let out a surprised breath, when one of his hands reached out and grasped the top of hers halting her process. His thumb ran over her knuckles in a gentle caress, and she felt her heart stutter in her chest. She looked up at his face, “Thank you,” he brought her hand up to his mouth pressing a kiss before placing it gently back on the table. He placed his hand over hers again.

“For what?” she questioned, slightly breathless.

“Para toda,” he squeezed her hand.

Andria slowly turned her hand, so her palm faced upwards. She delicately entwined their fingers, pressing her palm to his. Bishop watched her in fascination before meeting her eyes. He offered her a sweet smile. In that moment with Bishop, in the place the Mayans considered most sacred, Andria had been never been more certain than she was now. She never wanted to let Bishop go.

#mayans #mayansmc #Mayans MC #mayans bishop #bishop losa #Bishop

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driaswrld · 11 months ago

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OMGIE DRIA ? your new theme is soooo beautiful , i am obsessed with colors and your pinned ☆૮꒰ˊᗜˋ* ꒱ა

also, your jjk regency au is to DIE FOR ! i literally devoured the first two chapters, its absolutely breathtaking !

ANGE GAHHHHHH I LOVE U !!! once again baby happy belated birthday 💗💗 im so happy rin took you out for a nice birthday dinner i hope you had an amazing time my love <333

also tyyyy im so happy you enjoyed the regency au 🥹 everytime my mooties perceive me i fall to my knees

#★ mooties

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auswriteforyou · 8 years ago

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Mobile Masterlist.

Here is a link to the Masterlist that might work, if not, below the read more line is all of the works on this blog so far.

Fanfiction Account Here.

Dria’s Masterlist.

Blurb List HERE.

Writing Prompt List HERE.

Fanfictions:

My Father’s Daughters: (Excerpt from the story) (Prologue) (Chapter One)

TV Show Imagines:

Blindspot -

Hit On Me. (Jane/Keller) or the one where Jane gets hit on and Kurt wished he shot the guy.

Chicago Fire -

Always You. (Severide/You) or the one where you’re marrying the wrong guy and screw your own wedding.

Perfection. (Severide/Implied Female You) or the one where you and Severide have a baby that can only be named one thing.

Here For You. (Severide) or the one where the Halstead surgeons are supposed to be the best but she failed and no one can love her like her husband can.

Marry You. (Severide) or the one where there is truly only one way Kelly can propose to his surgeon.

Say It. (Severide) or the one where her brother, Will ‘I can’t get a girl’ Halstead, actually gives good advice on how to talk to her husband.

Chicago Med -

| Please (Don’t) Let Me Go. (Conner Rhodes) or the one where you want a divorce but not for what he thinks.

First. (Connor Rhodes) or the one where first date kisses aren’t always misses.

Days Off. (Connor Rhodes) or the one where you both have the day off and whose more excited; you guys or the kids?

Chicago P.D.-

The Truth About Love is an ongoing series where Jay Halstead and Erin Lindsay learn that there’s more to love then the words I love you.

The Truth About Love. (Linstead) or the one where Erin has had a bad day and she learns the meaning of home in his arms.

The Truth About Love. Part 2. (Linstead) or the one where Jay needs his Erin to be okay.

The Truth About Love. Part 3. (Linstead) or the one where Jay realizes that every colour he knows is because of the woman he wants to marry.

Play Pretend. (Antonio Dawson) or the one where her stalker is also his target and why not use the cop in the bar as your fake date.

Game Of Thrones-

My Darling. (Robb Stark) or the one where you’re a Targaryen and Robb loves you.

Shadowhunters- Alec’s imagines will always be male reader or gender neutral unless otherwise requested.

You’re Hurt. (Preference) or the one where you’re hurt and the boys react.

The Flash-

Don’t Do That. (Barry Allen) or the one where you don’t do that! You don’t make me think that you’re hurt!

Don’t Cry My Tears. (Barry Allen) or the one where when your soulmate cries, you do too and yours didn’t cry for a while and now they do at the most inopportune moments basically.

Conversations. (Barry Allen) or the one where I (as in me, the writer) wrote an entire thing of just dialogue to show how dumbly adorable Barry Allen can get.

Femme. (Bailey Allen) or the one where Barry is actually Bailey and the reader is male and in love with her.

Shawn Mendes Song Series. (Can be read without knowing the songs)

Ruin. (Hunter Zolomon/Female Reader) or the one where I am doing a song au and this is based off of Ruin by Shawn Mendes and Hunter is crazy but she might be too.

Mercy. (Caitlin Snow/Any Gender Reader) or the one where neither of you can admit your feelings til Caitlin thinks she’s going to lose you.

Treat You Better. (Cisco Ramon/Female Reader) or the one where Cisco is tired of seeing you get your heartbroken when he knows you deserve better, even if it’s not him.

Three Empty Words. (Julian Dorn/Any Gender Reader) or the one where you and Julian’s marriage is falling apart and it’s all Barry’s fault.

Don’t Be A Fool. (Harry Wells/Female Reader) or the one where Harry broke your heart to save it.

Like This. (Barry Allen/Female Reader) or the one where you’re technically a villain but the only one Barry will listen to.

No Promises. (Wally West/Female Reader) or the one where Wally was your summer fling and sometimes summer flings turn into beautiful things.

Lights On. (Barry Allen/Plus-Sized Reader (she)) or the one where Barry Allen is his cute, loving self and the reader wants him to understand that she’s ‘not like other girls’. She’s not good enough for him. And he wants to know who hurt her.

| Honest. (Joe West/Implied Female Reader) or the one where the metahuman shares his face but not his heart.

Patience. (Hartley Rathoway/Gender Neutral Reader) or the one where all you want is an apology but instead find a lover where you thought you’d find a friend.

Bad Reputation. (Jesse Quick/Male Reader) or the one where Jessie quick is a hero and is a little tired of people calling her a bad sidekick.

Understand. (Iris West)

Once Upon A Time-

Nightmarish Memories. (Henry Mills) or the one where you are in Neverland when pan brings Henry and someone has to get him out- oh, how about the person that he helped with night horrors?

I Will Always Find You. (with Henry Mills) or the one where you are magical and Henry’s the only one who knows and of course, you had visions at a really intimate gathering with friends and now are laying on the floor unconscious.

The Originals-

Prisoner Of Love. (Klaus Mikaelson) or the one where your house feels more like your prison and your husband doesn’t understand.

Protect Her. (Klaus Mikaelson) or the one where Lucien’s crazy about you and Klaus is crazy about you and they are two very different things.

My Love. (Kol Mikaelson) or the one where My Love calls Kol and it definitely isn’t you.

#GUYS THIS LINKED ITSELF FOR ME I AM SO PLEASED #I WAS DREADING DOING THIS #ANYWAY #NOW FOR THE TAGS #once upon a time #the flash #game of thrones #shadowhunters #shawn mendes song series #blindspot #Chicago series #Chicago Med #Chicago Fire #Chicago PD #masterlist #writing

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bumskulls · 5 years ago

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F/O List Updates and Info

Since I’m participating in “To My S/I” I wanted to add some info about my S/I’s and their relationships to my F/O’s, as well as make two (2) additions to said list! Without further ado, here we go!

Romantic: Sans from Undertale (Hopeful Lovers) (Main Romance) S/I: Lexi, Human We’ve been dating for a while now, and we love each other very much. We try to help each other keep going, even when we feel like giving up. We don’t talk as much as we should when something is bothering us. At least not to each other, so I know we’re both hiding something. One day I hope we can trust each other enough to break that wall between us.

Serana from Skyrim (Till Undeath Do Us Part) S/I: Dria, Nord Dovahkin After our adventures together we settled down. We’re married and living out our days in Lake View Manor with our children Lucia and Hroar. Serana has been cured of her vampirism.

Scorpia from She-Ra and the Princess of Power (Love Stings) S/I: Flamera, Princess of Fire It’s hard to love someone on the other side of the fight. But we have managed to keep it secret so far. We hope one day we can live in peace, without the war getting between us.

Aaravos from The Dragon Prince (Twinkling in the Night) (Newly Added~) S/I: Aurora, Human Mage We first saw each other through a mirror locked away in a dungeon. Not the most romantic of first dates, but it was worth it to meet such a marvel of magical beings. He is interested in me, in an almost scientific way. We have managed to communicate through writing.

Semi-Romantic: Damara/The Handmaid from Homestuck (Time Immemorial) S/I: Lexi, Human Damara and I met each other due to the machinations of Doc Scratch. Over time we became very good friends and she asked me to be her Moirail. I accepted and we keep each other safe from Doc as best as we can.

Doc Scratch from Homestuck (Reduced Autonomy Privileges) S/I: Lexi, Human Doc is a bastard and I hate his stupid face. But there are moments that walk the line between venomous and sensual. And I hate that I like it. Damara calls it Kismesitude. I guess that’s what it is? (This is a deliberately unhealthy ship.)

Alduin from Skyrim (Destiny Binds Us) S/I: Dria, Nord Dovahkin Alduin was returned from the grave by his father Akatosh in mortal form, as a punishment for forsaking his duty. Akatosh believed that Alduin needed to walk among mortals in order to understand them. As Dovahkin, I pledged to keep an eye on him. Serana and I make him unruly and envious. He is fixated with capturing my attention. Serana thinks it’s funny. I think it’s adorable. He thinks it’s just a phase. Paarthurnax thinks Alduin has found a soul mate...

W.D. Gaster from Undertale (Existance is Futile) S/I: Lexi, Human He haunts me, obsessed with me. He’s never harmed me, but he appears in my dreams and in the darkest corners, beckoning me to free him. But I don’t know how. Or if I want to.

Platonic: Alphys from Undertale (Karaoke Kweens) S/I: Lexi, Human Alphys and I bond over trashy anime, cooking shows, making fun of Sans, and weekly karaoke nights.

Asgore from Undertale (Flower Crowns) S/I: Lexi, Human Asgore is someone I can always go to for a good hug, a warm cup of tea, and friendly advice. He’s a father figure to me, and he’s trying to help me reconnect with my own dad.

Flowey from Undertale (Nip It In the Bud) S/I: Lexi, Human Flowey is a pain in the rear sometimes. He doesn’t know what to do with himself most of the time. Even if I show him something new, he tires of it quickly. I promised him something that I don’t know if I can keep. I promised that I would make sure he had a soul. He confided in me, I feel it’s the least I can do after what he’s been through.

Frisk from Undertale (Determined Humans) S/I: Lexi, Human Frisk is a tough kid. They are sometimes hard to communicate with, but they’re intelligent, brave, and kind. It’s hard to get them to open up, but I’ve been doing my best when I tutor them to help them understand that they’re allowed to talk about whatever is bothering them. It was Frisk who showed me I wasn’t alone in having a soul so red.

Grillby from Undertale (Quiet Quality) S/I: Lexi, Human Grillby is a pretty cool dude for a fire elemental. He’s a little wary of me, but I think it’s because he’s worried about Sans. Apparently the two of them used to date. But Grillby is a sweet man and he’s never spit in my food, so I call it a win. Besides we can bond over our mutual love of cuisine.

Mettaton from Undertale (Sexy Shapes) S/I: Lexi, Human This asshole cannot keep his competitive streak under control and neither can I. It helps to have a thing for glamor when dealing with him, so I may or may not have gotten into the hobby just to one-up him from time to time. I like to consider him a rival in that regard. But he’s a good friend and has always stood up for me when people are unkind about my body. He really does see the beauty in everyone.

Muffet from Undertale (Pastry Activists) S/I: Lexi, Human Muffet and I love to bake, even if I’m not the best at it. Sometimes her spiders scare me, but I would never hurt one of them. Especially since I can at least talk to them and tell them when they’re invading my space. Muffet loves that I’m nice to her babies. We’ve also attended rallies together in order to fight for monster rights. We bring snacks and hydration for events that need it.

Napstablook from Undertale (Easily Spooked) S/I: Lexi, Human Blooky shares a love of cool jams with me. We’ve worked on a lot of tracks together. Their company is soothing.

Papyrus from Undertale (Loud and Proud) S/I: Lexi, Human Papy has been the best wingman a person could ask for. He constantly tells me how proud he is of me and Sans. And he and I enjoy puzzles together. He’s a very good friend and I’m so happy to have him in my life.

Toriel from Undertale (Pie Babes) S/I: Lexi, Human Tori and I get together for lunch often. I want to be a teacher at the school she works at when I finish college. I get to be an Aide in her class and she has me tutor Frisk from time to time. She’s a wonderful mother figure to me, and she reminds me to keep fighting for my own happiness. She also really likes my mom, so I’m glad they can get along, even if my mom is a little confused by all the monsters suddenly in the world.

Undyne from Undertale (Just Desserts) S/I: Lexi, Human Undyne is hard to keep up with, to say the least but she warmed up to me after seeing how I interact with Alphys and Papyrus. She’s trying to motivate me to work out with her, but I think I’ll stick to the couch for now. At least until she agrees to take me to a normal gym and let me do my own thing. Her workout routine is a little intense for me.

Naruto Uzumaki from Naruto (Noodle Buds) S/I: Minyou, Kunoichi I work a lot of long nights helping Naruto on his path to become Hokage. He’s practically hand-picked for the job when Kakashi retires, but he’s still slacking off. You’d think saving the world would change that attitude of his, but at least he tries to listen to me when important topics come up. He came to me to learn what he needs to know to run the village, but often our study sessions turn into noodle night at Ichiraku. Not that I’m complaining there. He’s really something else.

Monkey D. Luffy from One Piece (Gum Song) S/I: Siren, Captain of the Shanty Pirates It wasn’t very long ago when I met the Strawhat crew. They’re a unique bunch. I’d never been interested in the kind of goals they’re after, least of all King of the Pirates. But Luffy changed my mind. After his stand against the Marines, I was emboldened to chart a course toward the One Piece. Maybe we’ll find it, maybe we won’t. But won’t it be a fun adventure along the way? Besides. I’d like to see him again, and thank him for reminding me why I became a pirate in the first place.

Trunks from Dragonball (Partners in Time) S/I: Rugala, Saiyan I was summoned for one reason, to assist Trunks in saving the universe from collapse. I never thought I’d make friends with someone like him, but I’ll stand by his side until the end of time. Which for the two of us, may not ever come, but I digress.

Mallek Adalov from Hiveswap: Friendsim (Semicolons Are for Smart People) S/I: Lexi, Human I miss Mallek a lot. We are able to text each other sometimes, but I have to be careful when it comes to doing so. Doc could take him away from me. Mallek is one of the truest friends a person could ask for.

Steven Universe from Steven Universe (Shooting Stars) S/I: Lexi, Human Steven is a great kid! He’s helped me do a lot of things I didn’t think were possible. He helped me build confidence in myself and taught me how to play the ukulele. I’m going to chase my dream, and I owe it to him for encouraging me.

Flash Sentry from My Little Pony (Flashy Flare) S/I: Doodle Flare, Unicorn Flash was charged with protecting me on my journey across Equestria. He stands up for me when I am unable to do so myself. He’s thrown himself into freezing water to save me. He’s made me feel like my mission is important, even when everypony else thinks it isn’t. I owe him a lot, and I should be sure to thank Prince Shining armor for assigning him to guard me.

Phew, that should be everyone. If any get added to this list, I will update it accordingly.

#self ship community #self-insert #f/o community #f/o list #udated f/o list

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writing-in-april · 4 years ago

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Taking Care

Spencer Reid x Female Reader

Summary: Spencer needs Reader to help him relax after some people were unkind to him.

A/N: This is my last and final fic for my 750 follower celebration!! Thank you for all the support I received on all of the fics, I’m glad people were just as excited to read them as I was to write them. Thank you to all the people who helped me work out all the ideas for the fics- extra special thanks to @spencers-dria who helped come up with a few of the ideas and helped me edit sometimes! This fic was a request from @safertokiss and I felt like it was a good one to end on. Hope you all enjoy! Next week I’m going to knock out some of my requests and then- the first part of my series is coming out!

Warnings: 18+, Mommy kink, Spencer is a sad boi at first, Lots of praise, Oral sex (F receiving), Handjob

Main Masterlist Word count: 1.4K

As soon as Spencer came through the front door you could tell something was off. His shoulders were slumped forward, his hair hanging over his eyes, and he didn’t give you the normal greeting he gave when he came home.

“What’s wrong, baby?” You approached him slowly. He was toeing off his shoes to put in our shoe rack, but all his movements were tinged with lethargy. He looked absolutely exhausted; what was supposed to be an easy paperwork day had obviously turned out to be anything but easy.

“Nothing…” His tone did little to convince you that ‘nothing’ was wrong.

“If you don’t want to talk about it that's fine, but I know it’s not nothing.” You opened up your arms a little and prompted him to move closer to you, “Come here.”

He gladly took your warm embrace and practically slumped into you. You could feel the tension already starting to melt away from him just from a simple hug, fully showing how much he needed to relax. Normally, he didn’t like people touching him, but there was something about you that made him want to hold you tight and never let go.

“Um-Well, what happened was that-gosh it seems so silly. Morgan and Elle laughed at me before we all left when I ranted about the new Star Trek episode we watched together...” Anger started to radiate through you at his words, you never understood why people would make fun of Spencer for his ranting, it was one of your favorite parts about him. You were already planning in your head on giving Morgan and Elle a piece of your mind the next time you saw them. You were slightly surprised he was opening up this quickly to you. Usually, it took him at least a few hours for him to be able to speak with you about troubling events.

“Your feelings aren’t silly baby. It’s ok if you’re upset about it.” You spoke soothingly to him while rubbing circles with your thumbs into his shoulder blades. An idea of how to further take care of Spencer then sprung up into your mind. “Do you need Mommy today? Would that make my baby boy feel better?”

He ducked down into your shoulder in response to your whispered words into his ear. You couldn’t see his cheeks, but you were sure they were flushed a deep red.

“Yeah, I’d like that, Mommy.”

You then gently guided him towards your bedroom, having him sit down at the edge of the edge of the bed while you sat above him. When you began to kiss his beautiful plush lips he moaned into you, clearly craving your touch. But, when you moved to start undoing his slacks to try and relieve some of that aching tension he stopped you hands.

“Do you want to stop, baby? We don’t have to if you don’t want to.” Worry instantly flooded through you, afraid that Spencer felt uncomfortable all of a sudden and wanted to be left alone.

“No, I don’t want to stop. Can I make you feel good first, Mommy?”

“No, baby boy it’s all about you tonight.” Most people would probably call you insane for turning down such a sweet offer, but you wanted to take care of Spencer tonight.

“Please, Mommy?” He begged with the sweetest puppy dog eyes that melted your resolve.

“Alright, alright I’ll let you, no need to pout, baby.” You peeled off the leggings you were wearing to reveal a basic red thong you had pulled on without much thought this morning. They may have been a simple style, but Spencer’s eyes went wild when your lower half was revealed to him. He still didn’t reach out to you yet, you hadn’t given him permission to touch you yet. When you eventually got comfortable laying down on the bed propped up on your elbows you crooked your finger towards Spencer, beckoning him over. “I give you permission to touch me.”

“Thank you, Mommy.” He said before hooking your thong to the side, he was far too impatient to take them off himself. Whenever Spencer got permission to eat your pussy he went absolutely rabid, his tongue gliding over you so fervently it felt like your nerves had been lit on fire.

After he was sure he had explored every part of you, he dipped his head down to circle his tongue at your dripping entrance. You reached your hands up to pinch your hardened nipples through your shirt as Spencer continued his assault on your core.

“Am I doing a good job, Mommy?” He mumbled right into your core, just loud enough that you could hear him. God, his mouth was so skilled. He had been so inexperienced when you first met him and now he knew how to get you over the edge in a matter of minutes.

“Y-you’re doing so so gooood for Mommy.” You moaned out hotly, teetering close to an orgasm while rolling your hips into his face. He let out a hum of satisfaction into your core, then sucking your clit between his lips. It only took a few more seconds of his ministrations before you were falling off the edge, cumming right on his face. Spencer greedily licked up all your juices causing you to involuntarily squirm from the slight overstimulation, he always loved the way that you tasted.

Once you had caught your breath you engulfed Spencer into a bruising kiss that you made sure to dominate swiftly by slipping your tongue into his mouth. You released his lips after a few minutes of appreciating them, now more focused on giving him what you had promised.

“Thank you, my good boy. Now, let me reward you, baby.” You praised while peppering hickies and pressing kisses down his exposed skin until you fully slid down onto your knees.

Delicately you pulled his belt out of its loops and undid his slacks, revealing his tightening blue boxers that also had started to get soaked from his precum. You reached forward to stroke his cock still confined by his underwear, pulling a needy whine from him.

“Aww, you need Mommy to take care of you, don't you?” He bobbed his head eagerly at your words, prompting you to free him from his boxers that were keeping his aching cock caged. The head of his cock was flushed a deep red and glistening, standing up curved against his belly, serving as a testament to how much he needed you.

You grabbed a bottle of lube from your bedside table, popping the cap and dripping it all over his cock. The weight of him in your palm was heavy as you started to stroke his cock, making sure to drag over every inch of him slowly everytime you pumped your hand. Precum was dribbling down heavily from him and mixing in with the lube as you deftly worked him up to euphoria. A particularly breathy noise left his lips when you started to focus your attention around the head of his cock, flicking your thumb slightly each time to brush past the slit slightly.

“I’m sorry- Mommy I can’t hold it, I’m gonna cum.” His words high pitched and whiny with tears prickling in his eyes while he bucked his hips up desperately into your hand. It wasn’t surprising to you that he wasn’t going to last long, poor baby needed to release all of that tension.

“No need to say sorry, today’s all about you. Go ahead, baby boy, cover my fists.” You used both of your hands to jerk him hard and fast, you didn’t want to drag it out for him, he had been so good for you. He let out a few ah, ah, ahs! before spilling over and covering your hands. His eyes went wide when you then leaned forward, licking up all the evidence off of your hands and his belly. Then, pressing one kiss to his cock that made him shiver.

“Thank you for taking care of me, Mommy.” Spencer whimpered out as he watched you carefully clean up the mess you had made of him. He then remarked bashfully, “I’m sorry for cumming so quickly.”

“No more apologies, you were following the directions I gave you like the good boy you are. Thank you for letting me take care of you, Spencer. Mommy loves taking care of you”

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writethiswaymaam · 5 years ago

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Love Undone

Summary: Mayor Antonia Pena's little sister, Alexandria, returns home after being injured while serving overseas. Intent on helping her sister, but often sidetracked by trying to keep the town of Santo Padre running smoothly, Antonia fails to see the warning signs of her Andria's downward spiral. Worrying it could be too late, Antonia calls on her old flame to help, El Presidente of the Mayans motorcycle club. Bishop will do anything for the women he still considers family, but things get complicated as Andria tries to navigate where she fits into her own family and the world that surrounds her, along with her feelings for her sister's ex-boyfriend.

Warning: Planning this to be a slow burn multi-chapter fic, so there will be plenty of fluff and angst, and eventually lots of smut. I will do individual warnings for each chapter.

CHAPTER ONE

Alexandria slowly made her way past airport security to the receiving area. After 14 hours of nonstop travel, her leg and side throbbed. She dropped her duffle bag on the ground and scanned the crowd looking for her sister, Antonia. Antonia was everything older sisters were meant to be: smarter, prettier, and more successful. It had been a few years since Andria had seen her in person, but it was easy to spot her perfectly curled hair and smart business suit. She was talking on the phone, pacing slightly, and gesticulating as if talking in person. Andria slowly bent, picked up her bag, and grimaced as she hoisted it back on her shoulder. She walked up behind her sister, "Hey, excuse me, I'm looking for Santo Padre's biggest puta, can you help a sister out?"

Antonia spun on her heel, a large smile spreading across her face as she abruptly ended her phone call, "Pretty sure, I am looking at her," she leaned in to offer Andria a hug, "You look like shit, hermana."

"Gee, thanks. Can we get the fuck out of here?" With a slight nod, Antonia spun on her heels again and strode towards the exit at what Andria thought was an extremely brisk pace for someone wearing 6-inch stilettos.

Andria did her best to keep up without limping too pronouncedly. Antonia walked toward to premium parking lot, hitting her keys, the lights and horn blipped on a brand-new silver Lexus. Andria shook her head as the trunk automatically opened and she tossed in her duffle. "What?' Antonia put her hands on her hips.

"Nothing, Mrs. Mayor with her fancy Lexus," Andria smirked, "What's it like living like the other half?"

"Shut up and get in the car," Antonia pulled her sunglasses over her eyes before climbing into the driver's seat.

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The ride to Santo Padre was long, but beautiful. Nothing but desert and hot, dry air. Some might think of it as desolate or even dangerous, but for Andria, the desert heat felt like a warm hug to her soul. She was finally home. Maybe the demons couldn't reach her here. She rolled down her window to feel the heat and sun on her face. Her hand letting the wind slightly lift and carry it as the car drove down the highway. Antonia watched her curiously, a questioned poised on her lips, when the tell-tale rumble of motorcycles could be heard in the distance.

A teasing smile graced Andria's face, "So sis, how is El Presidente these days?"

"I wouldn't know. I am a married woman now, Dria. You know that," Antonia scolded.

"Oh, trust me, I know. How does the wifey feel about your baby sister crashing at your place?" Andria glanced in the side mirror seeing the motorcycles closing in on their car.

"Katrina is excited to finally meet you. She spent the entire week getting the guest room ready for you," Antonia beamed.

"You guys didn't have to go to any trouble. I'm not sure how long I'm even going to stay," Andria adjusted in her seat.

Antonia's brows furrowed a bit at that, "You know it’s going to take time to heal, right? I already got you an appointment with a great physical therapist, and there's a veteran's group that meets twice a month at the community center. I talked a little with the guy who runs it, and honestly, Dria, I think it would be really good for you."

"You shouldn't have. The VA hospital isn't that far away, and it wouldn't cost me anything for physical therapy there," Andria's hands unconsciously clenched into fists.

"The VA Hospital is two hours away, and I am not worried about the money, hermana. Let me help you," Antonia gently argued.

"Fine, but I'm not going to some washed-up war hero circle jerk at the local Y," Andria's voice raises in aggravation.

"Fine…jodido zorra," Antonia rolled her eyes toward her sister.

Andria’s anger dissipated at the insult, the corners of mouth slightly lifting before her gaze returned to the desert. Antonia's cell phone rang, and she was quick to answer it, falling back into mayor mode, as the roar of motorcycles finally overcame them, passing the Lexus is if it were standing still. Andria tried to spot any familiar figures, but the glint of the sun on the chrome of the bikes made it too difficult. She looked at her sister and wondered how differently things would have been if she would have ended up with her biker boyfriend. Bishop had doted on Antonia. He loved her more than almost anything, except for his beloved club. His affection for Andria's sister often proved beneficial to Andria, she smiled at the memories of Bishop letting her tag along on dates, coming to her rescue at 2 am when she got that flat tire on the way home from a concert, and even staying with Antonia and her in the hospital when their mother was sick. He always stood so steady, even when the world seemed to crumble at their feet. She wondered if he was still that way even now, and she figured he probably was. After all, it was Antonia who had done all the changing. She changed her clothes and her entire life in what felt like the blink of an eye to Andria. Sometimes Andria wondered what bothered her more when Antonia and Bishop broke up, losing the man she thought of as a brother, or losing the sister that Antonia used to be.

“I’m really sorry,” Antonia said putting her phone back down on the center console, “something came up at work, and I have to make a quick stop at the office.”

“Okay,” Andria tried not to sound disappointed.

“It will only be five minutes, tops,” Antonia assures her as she pulled into her reserved parking spot.

She left the car running and briskly walked into the large office building. Andria leaned back in her seat trying to find some relief from the pain in her leg and side to no avail.

Fifteen minutes later, Andria sighed in aggravation as she pulled the keys from the ignition and tried to exit the car as gracefully as she could, which turned out to be not very graceful at all. She limped to a vending machine in front of the city building and dug a couple ones of her pocket, feeding them into the machine, and punching the button for a water. Digging into her pocket again, she pulled out her bottle of pain pills, palming a couple before throwing them in her mouth. Closing her pill bottle and shoving them back into her pocket, Andria bent over and pulled the water bottle from the machine making quick work of removing the cap and downing half the bottle and her pills in one swig. Spotting a bench a few feet over, she slowly progressed toward it, gritting her teeth with every step. She eased herself down onto the bench, turning her body cautiously as to not tweak her side and propped her leg up, taking a quick glance at her watch before draining the rest of the water.

The sound of motorcycle engines interrupted the relative silence and Andria discreetly turned to catch a glimpse. As the men dismounted their bikes pulling off their helmets, Andria saw some faces she recognized and some she didn’t. Her eyes finally landed on Bishop, and she studied him for a moment. He looked the same, but different. His skin a bit more weathered; his hair a bit grayer, but from this distance he looked as he always had, unflappably masculine and somewhat dangerous. "Andria, I am so sorry! Time totally got away from me,” Antonia said as she quickly came down the steps of the city building.

Andria looked from her sister back to where Bishop had been standing, and their gazes locked. "Andria?" Bishop stepped back from his bike, pulling off his gloves, as he walked toward them. Both Pena sisters watched his approach, Antonia tucking a loose strand of hair behind her ear, while Andria struggled to stand. Bishop quickly embraced Antonia and kissed her cheek affectionately. Then he embraced Andria, placing a small kiss on the top of her head, pulling back to study her face. “Nina preciousa, esta bien? I thought Antonia said you wouldn’t be home until after the first of the year?”

“I’m okay. Came pretty close to getting my ticket punched but hoping to make a full recovery after some down time,” Andria tried to stand straighter as if willing her body to cooperate with her statement.

Bishop and Antonia exchanged looks. Andria tried not to roll her eyes at being the obvious subject of one of their silent conversations. Some things never changed. Being younger, meant that Bishop and Antonia had always been protective of Andria, but if they had any idea the things she had seen and done overseas, they would have realized how ridiculous their interaction was. Her attention went back to the group of bikers that relaxed amongst their bikes, talking and laughing as they waited for their president. “Is that EZ Reyes?” Andria interrupted Bishop and Antonia’s worry fest.

Bishop looked over at his brothers and then back to Andria rubbing his mustache, “Yeah, he’s been prospecting for us.”

“Huh,” Andria pondered that statement, “never figured he’d be the type.”

“You know him?” Bishop asked.

“Yeah…kind of. We went had honor classes together in high school. I thought he was going to be a fancy doctor or lawyer or something,” she turned back to Bishop.

“Things change, hermosa,” Bishop said.

Andria looked between him and her sister, “Yeah I guess they do. It was good seeing you, Bishop,” she gave him another hug.

“You, too. Let me know if you need anything while you’re back. Don’t be afraid to reach out,” he pulled back, giving Antonia another quick hug as well, before walking back to the bikes.

The sisters watched his departure, “I don’t know hermana, El Presidente still looks pretty fucking good,” Andria said with a smirk.

“Shut up,” Antonia exhaled as she marched over to the car.

Andria limped behind still smiling to herself.

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