#bendy x reide

[midzalolooks]

Sharpends/Lavalamp art dump. Featuring some requests from the IM server.

[kirby-616]

SharpEnd doodle animation :3

Animation is so hard how do ya’ll do this😣😣on a serious note any tips would be appreciated

[pa-pa-patato]

Is there a chance we could have LavaLamp (Reide X Bendy) Headcanons🤲🤲

LavaLamp! My beloved <3

•reide hates being alone and he doesn’t have many friends aside from Kaiden and Murklin who are children so he and Bendy FaceTime often (magic mirrors from hell)

•they accidentally set some angels house on fire and got away with it (the angel in question was corrupt so they actually did some good since they opened up an investigation when they found something shady in the remains of the house)

•for some reason small bugs scare reide only small ones if they’re large he can handle them if they’re little he’s screaming for bendy

•bendy constantly has to remind reide to wear a shirt

•anytime bendy wants help from reide he brings him marshmallows as bribe

•bendy keeps booping his nose all the time

•nudity isn’t that big of a deal in hell they have a bunch of bath houses and nude beaches so reside is completely naked in his house most of the time which flusters bendy to no end

•they help each other with their fur

•reide is a great cook! Unfortunately hell doesn’t have many spices so he’s not used to cooking with them just yet

•both don’t like coffee (bendy will still drink is and complain about the taste to reide)

•reide is super fluffy so bendy lays on top of him

•reide is allergic to mangos they found out when bendy gave him one to try making them spent a night in the hospital (unfortunately for bendy reide adores mangos and keeps trying to eat them)

•they sing together :)

•unrelated but I really want reide learning about surface things in future chapters

•bendy takes them to a art museum and reide has no idea what hell he’s looking at

•reide accidentally locked themselves in the bathroom and had to call bendy for help, that somehow ended up with them both getting locked in the bathroom

•bendy keeps accidentally falling asleep on reide and getting embarrassed (it’s not his fault reide is so fluffy!)

•they somehow became known as Fay in the next town over how it happened they have no idea

• reide is surprisingly poetic and romantic and bendy is not handling that well

•bendy hates reides human form. He doesn’t know why but he hates it. Reide is okay with that cause he too hates his human from

•bendy is on a quest to find reides favorite flower

•reide took bendy to a park In hell cause he realized he never been and he found that criminal

•they first kiss came because bendy yelled “I want you to kiss me you idiot!” And what was reide supposed to do? Not kiss him?

•they make flowers crowns for each other:3

That’s all I can’t think of anymore byeeee

[emolly242]

Random doodles

[buttercup-the-cat]

just some random ships I decided to draw.

[seasidesprout]

I'm having an identity crisis so here's a list of characters I relate to for some reason or another I'll update whenever I find new characters. Feel free to psychoanalyse me.

List below!!

List

Aaron Mitchell (Mitchell's vs the machines)

Alador Blight (toh)

Alfred Alfer (Alfred's Playhouse(I don't support the creator!!))

Amity Blight (toh)

Angel (chainsaw man)

Angela (silent hill 2)

Anthy (rgu)

Asa (chainsaw man)

Ash (fantastic mr fox)

Baby (baby driver)

Bertie (tuca & bertie)

Bingo (bluey)

Black noir (the boys)

Bruno (encanto)

Castiel (supernatural)

Cybersix

Data (star trek)

Denji (chainsaw man)

Dog (robot dreams)

Donnie (rottmnt)

Donnie darko

Dororo (Sgt frog)

Edward Scissorhands

Falin (dunmeshi)

Flick (animal crossing)

Fluttershy (mlp)

Futaba (persona 5)

Ghost quartz (hnk)

Haru (beastars)

Hunter (toh)

Ice bear (we bare bears)

Jack (bluey)

Juri (rgu)

Kinger (digital circus)

Kite (hunter x hunter)

Kotoko Utsugi (danganronpa)

Kristofferson (fantastic mr fox)

L (death note)

Lain (serial experiments lain)

Laois (dunmeshi)

Legoshi (beastars)

Lilith Clawthorne (toh)

Louie (ducktales)

Lucky (animal crossing)

Luz Noceda (toh)

Marcie Fleach (scooby doo)

Maud pie (mlp)

Mackenzie (bluey)

Miles o brien (star trek)

Mima (perfect blue)

Min-Gi (infinity train)

Muffins (mlp)

N (pokemon)

Nanachi (made in abyss)

Nat (Yellowjackets)

Near (Death note)

Nina (black swan)

Nurse Bendy (Moral orel)

Odokawa (odd taxi)

Owen/Isabelle (I saw the TV glow)

Padraic (banshees of inisherin)

Pudge (animal crossing)

Rei (nge)

Reg (made in abyss)

Riley (sense8)

Roxas (Kingdom hearts)

Sam (Sam & max)

Shadow (sonic)

Shadowsight (Warrior cats)

Shauna (Yellowjackets)

Shellington (octonauts)

Shinji (nge)

Silver (sonic)

Snufkin (moomin)

Socks (bluey)

Spencer Reid (criminal minds)

Stanford Pines (gravity falls)

Stephanie Foamwire-Putty (Moral orel)

Sunny/Omori (omori)

Twilight Sparkle (mlp)

Vee Noceda (toh)

Viktor Hargreeves (tua)

Wally darling (welcome home)

Will Graham (hannibal)

Yellow guy (dhmis)

[pa-pa-patato]

Is this inkhound (reide x bendy)? ‘,:>

If hell had cell phones lol Reide would be an absolute menace.

This was an idea from a request Midboo on the Inky Mystery server game me. Since they love Reide <3

[desmond69miles]

desmon69miles’ masterlist !

this is an updated masterlist of all my non-anime works. I do not consider myself apart of the JJK/KNY fandom anymore and therefore won't post for it.

—> guide: click here!

ASSASSIN'S CREED An Artists Eye (Arno x Reader smut)

The Catch (Arno x Reader smut)

Jacob with a werewolf s/o

Jacob with a vampire s/o

RESIDENT EVIL (games) nsft vendetta chreon x reader thoughts

BENDY AND THE INK MACHINE: sfw+nsfw ink demon headcanons

monstrance clock (ink demon nsfw fic)

nsfw ink demon alphabet

more bendy hcs (nsfw + sfw)

bendy with an s/o who self-harms 

bloodletting (freddy fazbear, huggy wuggy, bendy (human) x reader nsfw)

bendy with a goth s/o (nsfw + sfw)

the ink demon parenting

monstrance clock

DEVIL MAY CRY Soft, soft silk. (Kyrie x reader NSFW)

Nsfw + Sfw relationship hcs for trish

Dante + Vergil NSFW drabbles

NOTABLE FICS Din Djarin wordspew

[a-simple-gaywitch]

Ohana

Spencer Reid x Reader

Summary: Spencer’s in love with his new neighbor- and her son that’s just like him

Word Count: 3234

Warnings: Typical CM stuff (Amplification specifically), Single Parent!Reader, slight angst

“Ohana means family. Family means no one gets left behind, or forgotten.” -Lilo and Stitch

~

Spencer remembered the day you moved in. He remembered you lugging boxes up five flights of stairs by yourself. When he saw you struggling with a heavy box, trying to find your key, he decided to be bold and help. 

“You look like you could use some assistance,” he said. “I’m, uh, I’m Dr. Spencer Reid, I live right across the hall.”

“Dr. (Y/N) (L/N),” you said.

“Here, let me hold the box for you.”

“Careful, it’s heavy,” you said, shifting it into his arms. 

Spencer was jostled for a moment from the weight of the box, which was labeled (Y/N)’s Books. “So, MD or PhD?” he asked you as you searched for the right key. 

“PhD, I’m too squeamish to be in the medical field,” you said with a laugh. It was the most beautiful sound Spencer had ever heard. “What about you?”

“What? Oh,” Spencer shook his head, focusing back on the conversation. “PhDs.”

You stopped sorting through your keys and turned to face Spencer. “Plural? Holy shit, are you a genius or something?”

Spencer let out a small laugh before saying, “Yeah, technically. But I don’t think intelligence can be accurately quantified.”

You finally found the right key and sighed as you heard the lock click. “Um, you can set the box with the others by the bookshelf.”

Spencer turned to see a floor-to-ceiling bookshelf, much like his own, with boxes upon boxes of books in front of it. Some were labeled Academics, some had the same label as the one he was currently holding, and some had Oliver’s Books scrawled across the top.

“So, uh, where are you moving from?” he asked you, following the maze of boxes to your kitchen.

You offered him a bottle of water. “Erie, Pennsylvania. I got a job at Georgetown as an Associate Professor in the history department.”

“Oh, I guest lecture there every once in a while. In the criminology department. Uh, what’s your concentration?” Spencer took a sip from the water bottle. 

“Medieval and Renaissance history,” you said. “I get to teach fun classes like Medieval Weaponry and Warfare.”

“Well, maybe I can sit in on that class someday.”

You smiled at him and that was when Spencer knew, you’d worked your way into his heart and you were never leaving.

~

Spencer remembered the first time he met Oliver. It was 53 hours, 27 minutes, and 15 seconds since the day he met you. He was coming home from an exhausting case when he saw you trying to balance paper shopping bags in your arms while opening your door. A small boy, no older than 6, stood behind you with oversized headphones and a mobile gaming system. He had a huge backpack on his shoulders.

“Ollie, take the keys. Ollie. Oliver.”

“You need some help?” Spencer asked, setting his go-bag in front of his door.

“Spencer, hi! Um, some help would be great.” Spencer took the bags from your arms so you could open the door. “Oh, uh, this is Oliver, my son.”

“Your-your son?” Spencer asked. If you had a son, it was likely you had a partner. 

“Yep, he’s my boy.” You tapped his shoulder and gestured for him to say hi. The boy gave a small wave before going back to his game.

Spencer cleared his throat. “So, uh, where’s-where’s his father?”

“California. At least, that’s where he went when he left us.” Your hand was resting on top of your son’s head. He looked just like you. “Here, can you just set the bags on the counter?” you asked after opening the door. Oliver started down the hallway when you grabbed the loop of his backpack. “Not so fast. You know the rules. Homework first, then you can play your game again.”

Oliver groaned and handed you his game. You set it on the counter next to the bags of groceries. 

“So, you’re raising him alone?” Spencer asked you. 

You nodded and started unpacking the bags. “Yeah. You know, it’s been hard, but I can’t imagine life without my Ollie. He’s my heart and soul.”

~

Spencer and you became friends quite quickly. He told you about his job as a profiler, and you told him about working at the university. He would come over after cases and watch movies with you and Oliver. He’d help you put groceries away and he’d help you with simple tasks. 

He also picked up on Oliver’s eccentricities. He reminded Spencer of his younger self. He didn’t talk much about kids at school and he breezed through schoolwork. His interests seemed heightened beyond what could be considered normal for a kid his age. One day, Spencer decided to ask about it as inconspicuously as he could. 

The two of you were playing a game of chess when he brought it up.

“So, Oliver seems to be doing pretty well in school. What grade did you say he was in, second?”

“Yeah, the school bumped him up a grade. They wanted me to move him up to fourth, but I know how important it is to have friends your own age. And he already struggles to make friends.”

“He does? Why?”

You sighed, moving your knight. “Check. He was diagnosed as autistic when he was three. He doesn’t quite get social cues so it’s hard for him.”

Spencer moved his bishop and took your knight. “I’m sure his dad leaving didn’t help.”

“Well, he, uh, he never actually met his dad. Leo left me when I was four months pregnant.”

“Oh. I’m sorry.”

You waved him off. “It’s fine. It was almost seven years ago. I moved on, and I learned to balance motherhood with college. I completed my undergrad when he was only a few months old and I worked on graduate school when he was a high-energy toddler. It just proved to me that I can do anything. Checkmate.”

~

Spencer was enjoying a rare day off on a Tuesday when his phone started ringing. He groaned, thinking it was Hotch with an urgent case. But when he saw your name on the caller ID, his face lit up. 

“(Y/N), hey!” he said. “What’s going on?”

“Ollie’s school just called me. He’s sick but I have classes and meetings all day so I can’t go get him and-”

“Are you asking if I can go get him?” Spencer said, cutting off your rambling.

“Yes! Could you, please? I’d be so so grateful.”

Spencer smiled, grabbing the spare key you gave him. “Of course.”

“Oh, thank you so much. There’s a spare car seat in the coat closet. I’ll call the school and let them know you’ll be picking him up. Thank you so much, Spencer.”

When Spencer got to the school, he was fidgety. He’d never spent time alone with your son before. And he wasn’t even sure if the kid liked him. 

He walked into the front office and said, “Hi, my name is Spencer Reid, I’m here to pick up Oliver (L/N)?”

“Oh, (Y/N) said you were coming to get him. If I could just see your ID?” the receptionist asked. Spencer nodded and pulled out his driver’s license. “Great, if you could just sign Oliver out on the clipboard here, you’ll be good to go.”

Spencer scribbled his signature on the clipboard and the receptionist got up to get Oliver from the back office. Oliver followed the receptionist, his backpack on his shoulders and a paper bag clutched in his hands. His face was pale and he was swaying slightly. 

“Hey, Ollie,” Spencer said.

“Hi, Spencer. Where’s my mom?”

“She got stuck at work, buddy. You’re gonna stay with me until she comes home, okay?”

Oliver nodded. “Okay.” He followed Spencer out of the school and climbed in the back of his car.

“Do you want me to put the window down?” Spencer offered, looking back at the boy in the mirror. When Oliver nodded, Spencer put his window down and pulled out of the parking lot.

After pulling into the parking garage, Spencer looked in the mirror again. Oliver was fast asleep, his head slumped against the door. Rather than waking the boy, Spencer unbuckled him and scooped him up in his arms. 

Oliver wrapped his little, sweaty arms around Spencer’s neck as he was carried inside. Maybe it was instinct, maybe it was how much he cared for the boy, but Spencer pressed a small kiss to the side of his head. Spencer dug your spare key out of his pocket and unlocked the door, setting Ollie down on the couch.

After covering him with a blanket, Spencer dug around in your kitchen for some ginger ale and crackers. After setting them on the coffee table, he heard a small voice say, “Why are you being so nice to me?”

Spencer noticed Oliver watching him from the couch. He sat on the edge of the coffee table, handing Oliver the soda with a red bendy straw. “What do you mean, bud?”

“I know you like-like my mom. But you’re nice to me even when she’s not here. Matt didn’t do that. He called me names when Mom wasn’t around. He said I was weird.”

Spencer knew Matt was your ex from your time working at the Erie campus of Penn State. He was the first person you’d been with since Oliver’s father. And hearing how he treated Oliver didn’t sit right with Spencer.

Spencer sighed and looked at Oliver. “I’m nice to you because I like you, too. And I was a lot like you when I was your age.”

“You were?” Oliver handed the cup back to Spencer to set back on the table.

Spencer nodded. “People still think I’m weird. But being weird is good. How boring would the world be if everyone was normal?”

Oliver smiled. “It would be pretty boring,” he said.

“Get some rest, okay? It’ll help you feel better.”

You finally managed to sneak out of work and get home. When you opened the door, you saw Spencer sitting in the chair across from your sleeping son, reading a book. 

“Hey,” he said in a voice just above a whisper.

“Hey. How is he?”

“He has a low-grade fever and he hasn’t been able to keep anything in his stomach. I’ve been having him nibble on some crackers but even that doesn’t stay down.”

“Oh, my poor boy. Thank you for staying with him.”

“Of course. You know I’d do anything for you, for both of you.”

~

The team got back from a particularly rough case dealing with kids. Hotch gave them the weekend off to recuperate. 

“Anyone want to go grab a drink?” Derek offered to the group.

“Or five?” Emily added.

“What do you say, kid? You in?” Derek asked Spencer as the younger man packed up his bag. 

“Oh, no, sorry. I, uh, I have plans,” he said with a smile before slipping out of the office. The team watched him hurry out of the building before sharing glances with each other. 

“Spence has a girlfriend,” JJ realized. 

“Pretty boy has a girlfriend?”

“Think about it. When does Spencer ever have plans? And when was the last time he didn’t stay to do paperwork when we were given the time off?”

“And he upgraded his phone out of nowhere,” Emily chimed in. “He went from one that had only the bare essentials to a smartphone he texts on all the time.”

“We need to find out who this girl is,” Morgan decided. 

Spencer had been keeping you a secret from the team on purpose. Not because he was ashamed of you, or embarrassed, but because he knew the team saw him as the baby and they would be invasive if they ever found out. He didn’t want them to scare you away, he loved you too much to lose you. Though, he hadn’t said it out loud yet.

~

You and Spencer were walking down the street, Oliver asleep on Spencer’s back, snoring against his shoulder, his arms wrapped around Spencer’s neck.

“You have no idea how excited he is for you to see his science fair project,” you said. “It was all he could talk about all week.”

Spencer smiled and adjusted the boy on his back. “I think I’m just as excited to see his project, especially since he wouldn’t let me know anything about it.”

You reached the apartment complex and you dug your keys out of your bag. “Are you sure you can carry him up the stairs? I can wake him if you want me to.”

“No, it’s fine. I got him,” Spencer whispered, moving so that Oliver was clinging to his front rather than his back. He followed you up the stairs to your apartment. When you unlocked the door, he went straight to Oliver’s room and put the tired boy in his bed. He kissed Ollie’s forehead before flicking on his nightlight and leaving the room. 

“Oh, hey,” you said when Spencer came out of the room, “Is he still out?”

“Yeah. I think we might have put him in a coma.”

You laughed and kissed Spencer’s cheek. “Go get some sleep. I know you’re tired, too.”

“I’m not-”

“Spence, you nearly fell asleep at the movies tonight. Go.”

“Fine, fine, I’ll go. But not without a kiss goodnight.”

You gave Spencer a kiss before shooing him across the hall. When Spencer unlocked his door and flicked on the light, he saw his team sitting in his living room. 

“What the hell? What are you doing here? JJ, I gave you a key for emergencies!”

“This is an emergency!” Penelope said. “You have a girlfriend and you didn’t tell us!”

“Kid, please tell me she’s a single mother and you haven’t been keeping a family a secret from us for years,” said Morgan.

Spencer was still annoyed his friends broke into his apartment, but he couldn’t resist talking about you, especially when they’d already seen you. “Her name’s (Y/N), she moved in about a year ago with her son, Oliver. We’ve been dating for three months.”

“Spence, why didn’t you tell us?” JJ asked.

Spencer looked down at his shoes, his hands stuffed in his pockets. “I didn’t want you scaring her off. I love her. I love both of them. And you guys can be intimidating.”

~

“Spencer’s coming to the science fair tonight, right?” Oliver asked you as you got him ready for school. 

“That’s what he said,” you told him. “And you know Spencer likes to keep his promises.”

“I can’t wait to show him my mold project!”

“Okay, kiddo, we have to go. We don’t want to be late, do we?”

Meanwhile, Spencer was in the conference room at work, worrying about the latest case they’ve been presented. Someone was releasing a new strain of anthrax in public places around the DC area.

But under his stress over the case, he was worrying about you and Ollie. Maybe that’s why he worked so much harder on this one. 

He and Morgan were sent to the suspect’s house, and Spencer entered first. Looking around, he noticed his mistake. When Morgan made his way to the door, he slammed and locked the door. 

“Reid, what’s going on?”

“I’m sorry.”

Spencer was infected. He knew there was a large chance he would die, but he couldn’t stop working. He needed to find the antidote. HIs breathing was getting heavier and he felt sweat dripping down his face. He pulled out his phone and dialed. 

“Hey, Garcia?”

“Reid! Oh, my god, Derek told me what happened. How are you feeling? Are you okay?”

“That’s not important right now,” he said. “Um, can you- can you record a message for me? It’s for (Y/N) and Ollie.”

“Oh, uh, of course.” He heard her typing. “Okay. Go ahead.”

Spencer cleared the lump in his throat. “Uh, hi, (Y/N), it’s Spencer. Um, I-I wanted to let you know that, uh, I love you and…” he paused, taking a breath and blinking tears from his eyes, “and I’m so happy you let me into your life, into your family. And I want Ollie to know I love him, too. You- both of you- you’re my family.”

After that, things happened too fast. Spencer was being pulled out of the house and hosed down before being ushered to the waiting ambulance. He fell out of consciousness on the ride to the hospital. 

When he woke up in a hospital bed, Morgan was sitting by his side. 

“Are you eating Jell-O?” he asked, his voice cracking from being dry.

Morgan lit up with a smile. “Welcome back, kid.”

“Is there anymore Jell-O?”

Morgan chuckled. “You know, there’s some people here waiting for you.”

“What?”

Before Morgan could explain, you and Oliver burst into the room.

“Oh, my god, Spence!” You ran over and hugged him the best you could with the various medical equipment attached to him. “Don’t you ever scare me like that again,” you scolded. 

Oliver climbed onto the bed and curled up next to Spencer. “Yeah, don’t do that again,” he said. “How can I take you to Donuts with Dad if you’re dead?” He looked up at Spencer with his big doe-eyes and Spencer felt his heart break a little bit. 

“You-you want me to go to Donuts with Dad with you? Even though I missed your science fair?”

Ollie nodded. “I don’t care that you missed my science fair. I just care that you’re still here.” He looked up and Spencer and wrapped his arms around his torso. “I love you, Spencer.” He gave Spencer a light squeeze. 

Spencer smiled and ruffled his hair. “I love you too, Ollie.” He looked up at you. “And I love you, (Y/N).”

You smiled and gave Spencer a soft kiss. 

“Ewww!” Ollie squealed, making you both laugh. 

~

Spencer proposed to you about a year later. You’d both decided you didn’t want a huge wedding, just family and close friends. Rossi gave his backyard for you to use for the ceremony. It was simple and small, but it was special and wonderful. Spencer had flown Diana out, and you’d flown your parents out.

After the ceremony, Spencer announced that the both of you had a surprise for Ollie. He went inside Rossi’s house and returned with a manila envelope. He cleared his throat. “Ladies and gentlemen, in this envelope, I hold the most important document I have ever signed.” He opened the envelope and pulled out a piece of paper. He cleared his throat. “This certificate certifies that Oliver B. (L/N) is the adopted child of Spencer W. Reid,” he read.

Oliver’s jaw dropped. “What? You’re- what?”

“Remember all those Saturdays Penelope watched you while Spencer and I went out? This is what we were doing,” you told him. 

Oliver ran over to you and Spencer and wrapped you in hugs. The rest of Spencer’s team and your parents joined in. In just two years, your family had gone from just you and your son to more people than you knew what to do with. And that was more than okay with you.

~

“They may not have my eyes, they may not have my smile, but they have all my heart.” -Anonymous

[superqueerwritingfangirl-blog]

Scattered Memories (Part 4)

Fandom: Criminal Minds

Character Ship: Spencer Reid x Reader

Word Count: 1143

Summary: Once at the hospital the identity of your assailant is finally revealed but that does not mean the case is close to being closed.

Warnings: PTSD, language, mention of suicide (not exactly pertinent to the story though. Literally just one line about it.”

Author’s note: No more scary flashbacks, yea (flashbacks still happening, just not of the act..)!! This request was sent to me and is a part of the story now, don’t read request until after for spoilers

Part 1, Part 3, Part 5 coming soon

After being prepped and given a vaccine you were finally able to connect with your team on one of the two quarantined floors of the hospital. Spencer was the first to greet you, “how are you?” “I’m fine,” you pushed aside the loaded question, “how many are there?” “140, but that seems to be it. We haven’t had a new victim in almost an hour.” “Good,” Rossi replied. “What have you got so far? Any ideas on where they were hit?” “Yeah,” Hotch said, leading the team into an empty patient room they were using as HQ once the door was closed. “They all take classes at the academy.” “The training academy?!” You nearly yelled, Hotch confirmed and your head began to spin. 140 people attacked. Your assailant: blonde hair, long but well kept, green eyes, and overly manicured. Targeting the training academy. Suddenly you were back home, freshly graduated from the academy, and holding an unopened letter from the FBI, along with your best friend, Ian Vill. Short blonde hair slicked back, bringing attention to his enchanting green eyes; always well manicured. The two of you sat in anticipation as you stared at the untouched envelopes. “On three we both open it, ready?” He asked, knuckles turning white from how firmly he held his future. “One.” He started. “Two.” You continued, gripping the corner of your envelope, ready to tear it open. “Three!” Ian finished as the two of you tore your envelopes open and feverishly scanning the letters. ‘Blah blah blah… It is with great pleasure that we welcome you into the Behavior Analysis Unit of the FBI. Please contact SSA Aaron Hotchner…’ 

You squealed, your professional exterior turning into that of a teenage girl. “I got in! I am an official FBI agent!” You cried, but Ian stayed quiet, he glared down at the paper. “You - you got in, right?” You asked with an awkward laugh. “No, I was denied ‘due to an inconclusive mental evaluation’.” He whispered before becoming angry, throwing the paper at you, standing up from where he sat in your living room. “I was valedictorian! But they chose some dumb ass bitch! Fuck you, (Y/N)!” He yelled. “I can’t believe this, you’re going to grieve this, (Y/N).” With that, he stormed out of your house and you were back in the hospital. “(Y/N), are you ok?” JJ asked, helping you stand. “Ian Vill,” you rushed, “we were best friends through the academy. We both applied to the BAU, he was valedictorian, we were sure he was going to get in. We opened the letters together. When he found out I was accepted and he wasn’t because of his mental evaluation he got mad and told me I was going to ‘grieve’ that day. I was the only one out of 140 students to make it into any substantial government position right out of graduation. I hadn’t heard from him since.” Hotch pulled out his phone, ordering Garcia to look for Ian, to find anything she could on him. You looked over to Spencer, fiddling with his hands. He caught you looking and nearly stormed out of the room, you followed close behind. “Spencer.” You called out without an answer. “Spencer!” “What?” He asked, almost angrily, spinning around. “Did I do something wrong?” You questioned. “No,” He said, sincerely. “Then why-” “Did you love him?” He asked as the two of you walked through the patient crowded hallway. “At the time?” You thought. “Yeah, I thought we would get married after the academy. If he wasn’t rejected we probably would be.” You said thoughtfully. That seemed to sadden Spencer as he processed what you said. “Here, let’s talk.” You said, grabbing Spencer’s hand and leading him into the only empty room left on that floor at the other side of the hospital, the hallway completely barren due to the lack of usable rooms. It was a medication closet but it was fine enough for an angsty conversation. “Listen, (Y/N), what we talked about back at your apartment…” “Spencer, I’ve always loved you, but I’m allowed to have a past of people I’ve loved. You have Maeve and I have Ian. When you love someone, no matter how things turned out between the two of you, you’re always going to be affected by them.” He nodded in response. “Because of what he did to me it’s going to be awhile until I can really do anything relationship-esk but know I’m yours. I always have been.” This caused Spencer to smile, gently pulling you into a hug, making sure his hands didn’t rest too low on your back to trigger a memory, as he pressed another kiss to your forehead. You lingered in the hug for a few minutes until the two of you remembered you now knew the name of your suspect. You turned the doorknob to leave, only to find it was locked, not budging at all. You pounded your palm on the metal door, “hello?” You called out but to no avail. . You slammed your body, shoulder first, against the door than Spencer, then you and Spencer at the same time. Nothing, you tried to kick it open but they were reinforced to protect the many illegal medications. “Try your phone, left mine in the meeting room.”

You pulled out your phone, the battery was 97% but absolutely no service. “No bars.” You sighed. “I hate hospital service.” You looked around, other than some standard medications the hospital hands out, there were syringes and a few other hospital supplies. “Maybe we can pick the lock with a needle of a syringe and a butterfly needle(because butterfly needles are bendy).” “Can’t,” Spence said, “a few years back a girl locked herself in and took a couple dozen pills and died. It only locks and unlocks from the outside.” “So someone locked us in here?” You asked, suspiciously. “It could’ve been an accident.” “This hallway is closed to anyone except our team. All that’s down here are offices.” You thought for a second. “Please tell me you brought your gun, I haven’t been issued a new one yet.” “Got it.” He replied, reaching down and pulling out his gun just as you heard a set of keys jingle outside of the door. “Thank god!” You said, loud enough for the nurse outside to hear you. “Someone must’ve locked us in here!” You breathed a sigh of relief, leaning against Spencer for a moment. As the door unlocked and slowly opened, your relief was replaced with horror. A man with long blonde hair and green eyes stood in front of you, a masked covered his face as a spray can released its contents into Spencers and your face. Almost immediately you fell to the floor, Spencer inches in front of you, and blacked out.

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[midzalolooks]

Midboo does art?!? 😲

[kirby-616]

SHARPEND (Reide x Bendy)

Not my best work but i’ve drawn 7+ drawings for artclass in a short span of time so art block MIGHTTT be creeping in a lil

Speedpaint below VVV

[pa-pa-patato]

Everyone:*fighting over which questers should end up together*

Me: @theinkymystery ! MAKE RED X FANNY AND REIDE X EBI CANON ! AND MY LIFE IS YOURS

[emolly242]

Doodles, I hate the reide one with a burning passion. I also hate how ortensia turned out with the doodle of her and Oswald. Oh well ig🤷 @theinkymystery

[pa-pa-patato]

AHHHHHHH REIDE X EBI MY BELOVED 💙💙

just some random ships I decided to draw.

[kirby-616]

I LOST THE REFERENCE PIC FOR THIS AND CAN’T FIND IT

I saw the reference on tiktok and was like “i should draw this but with bendy ships” so i started drawing and eventually, saving the reference picture slipped my mind and now its like over a week later and i cant find it anymore 😭😭

Anyway speedpaint below VVV