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hi! i love your writing!! wanted to ask if i could request a small blurb or sth of reader and spencer waking up in the morning?? really cute and fluffy hahah... take your time! :DD

mornings | s.reid

summary: waking up with spencer

pairing: spencer reid x reader

warnings: um it's not smut ?? as in not, "he trhusted into her and growled when she called him daddy"-smut. but. like. u can tell they fucked. i think. kissing and my bad english ANYWAYS

a/n: hi pookie sprry it took me forever to answer this,, i spent the entire day soing math today this is my break. so its not that great pls bear w me crying emoji

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THE SUN ROSE behind the leaves that hung lazily on the branches. Through the voile curtains, tendrils of the sun rays bled against your skin, that brushed against his. The voile, no longer as pure and lush as it once was, twists and turns against the wind like a dance. The low hum of the city’s heartbeat echoes around the room in a chaotic symphony—and within the room was calm. You smile because for once, he was not somehow tied within this chaos.

Then, a whisper of a touch—his fingers were grazing your hips, uttering a verse only you’d understand.  

Last night, he had kissed you—and maybe, because you thought he wouldn’t stop, because you thought he’d disappear, you pulled him closer, and closer; unwanting to let go. His whispers, pliant to your ears, had never been so soft. He held you; fingers against your waist and skin. His fingers had burned like wildfire; you felt it first against your cheek, your arms, then your hips. He held your heart by his soft fingertips, unscarred and gentle; his words were sugar-coated, leaving teeth rotting and hearts yearning. He kissed you, kissed you and kissed you. And the entire time, you were kissing him back.

You feel his smile against your shoulder, slightly dragging your shirt upwards, and you only hum in acknowledgement, too tired to reply with words. You feel your name against your skin. 

“Hi,” he says, lips kissing your shoulder. 

“Hey,” you manage to reply, and you turn your body so you’re facing him fully—and, when he pries the strands of hair out of your face you smile. “Morning.” 

“Morning,” he replies. Then, “you’re beautiful.”

You bury your face in his chest, groaning quietly, he laughs. “What?”

“You can’t just say things like that,” you protest, your voice a whisper against his warmth.

“I’m sorry, pretty girl,” he says, entirely unapologetic.

You take it though, slowly sneaking a glance at him as you lift your head, to see him smiling down at you (a kind, lazy thing). His hand cups your cheek and he’s kissing you again. There are so many things you need to do today, you think; the paperwork at your desk, and the errands lined up on your to-do list in your phone that you never bother to update. But you were so tired, and Spencer’s lips were so soft. When his nose nudges against yours, your mouth lazily falls open. His fingers are on your waist, his thumbs painting shapes against your skin.

When he pulls away you tell him you love him, and you don’t need to wait for him to tell you that he loves you too.

guys reqs r open but its gonna take me a decade to actually write them so be warned LMAOOO (+ for the people asking for pt.2 to waiting room ITS BEING MADE!!! so excited to share sakjnskfjb)

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Cardigan | S.R.

Summary: the cold AC in the building causes the reader to have a... bodily response, and Spencer is protective. Warnings: nipples? Word Count: 0.7k

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It was a hot, summer day for Virginia, whose climate often didn’t exceed the high 70s. Today it fell around an unusual 85, and the BAU was clearly not used to it. The AC was turned up to max cool in the office and although it felt nice, you had the occasional shiver spike down your spine.

You had chosen a short sleeve maroon colored top today, and it was on the tighter side. You always felt warmer with additional fabric, so you thought the figure-hugging top would cool you off as opposed to something loose-fitting. It certainly had done its job, but your lack of a jacket or cardigan had resulted in the amplification of a certain feature on your chest.

You had noticed, obviously, and shifted uncomfortably each time you saw them. That’s something women unfortunately are forced to think about. Additionally, not that you had to wear a bra, but you were wearing one, it just happened to be quite thin. Once again, your choice was determined by the temperature outside. You couldn't have guessed that the BAU would choose to have the AC on its fullest blast.

Luckily for you, you worked with professionals. Even if they noticed your compromised situation, it wasn't like anyone was going to say anything. Or even care all too much, for that matter. You decided to let it go, and continue your work. They were just nipples; everyone had them.

Spencer Reid felt differently about the situation. He had first noticed the fact that you were shifting uncomfortably in your seat. Then he noticed the occasional shivers on your bare arms. After that is when he caught sight of the small peaks protruding from your chest as a direct result of the chill air.

Spencer had blushed, despite having seen that area of your body with less clothing on than now. He felt uncomfortable thinking about the intimate moments he shared with you whilst at the workplace. Further, he found himself feeling protective of you, as well as those precious moments. The thought of someone else merely considering these private parts of you left him with a bitter taste in his mouth.

At first, Spencer observed the situation, not wanting to make a scene and embarrass you more than he could assume you already were. He would have lent you something to cover up with, but he too dressed minimally for the weather.

Spencer continued his work, occasionally sneaking a glance at you just to make sure you were still okay. As Spencer looked up once again, he noticed an intern walk through the bullpen. The intern was young; he must have been in his very early twenties. Spencer didn't recognize him and he assumed he must be from a different department.

Spencer blatantly observed the young male practically gawk and drool at your chest as he approached you. He stopped and began chatting with you about something Spencer could not see. The young genius could feel his face heat up with irritation and annoyance.

Spencer was steadily growing irate and he seriously considered giving you the shirt off his own back. Then he remembered -- he had a cardigan in his bottom desk drawer. He had put it in his drawer of miscellaneous items back in the winter. Just in case, he had recalled thinking. He mentally gave his past self kudos for remembering to leave it there.

He quickly unlocked the bottom drawer and snatched the tan, knitted cardigan from its depths and beelined to you.

"Hi darling," Spencer cooed, and draped the cardigan over your shoulders. He took it a step further and pulled either side of the article of clothing across your torso, covering your chest.

You were taken aback. Spencer was typically too shy to use pet names to refer to you, unless it was just the two of you. His assertiveness in covering the exposed part of you filled your body with a familiar warmth.

Spencer stared at the intern, his jaw clenched. The young man got the message and politely said goodbye to you.

You turned around in your rolling chair, evidently unwrapping yourself from Spencer's grasp.

"What," you began, blushing. "What was that?"

Spencer opened and closed his mouth. Now that the adrenaline had worn off, he was bashful.

"I could tell you were uncomfortable earlier with your," he paused, "with your situation, and I just didn't like the way he was looking at you."

You smiled at your boyfriend, appreciating his thoughtfulness. He was right; you had been uncomfortable, and you cherished his ability to notice these intricacies. You pulled the warm cardigan across your chest again, like Spencer had done moments ago.

"Thank you."

"Yeah," Spencer murmured meekly, "anytime."

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02- Lover

pairing- Spencer Reid x Male!reader summary- slow burn story of how spencer reid fell in love with Y/n L/n warnings- profanities, some arguing, lemme know if theres anything else! wc- 2k a/n-big big thank you to @avis-writeshq for proof reading this!! And guys I know 2k isn't a lot but it's a lot for me and im rly proud of my self 😚

part 1//part 2

While the interactions y/n and Spencer had started sharing on the train had plagued both men's minds, it had been for very different reasons. If you asked Spencer, he'd be inclined to use words such as enchanting, or describe it as a delightful rush when he thought about it. But if you asked y/n, he might be more likely to use words like conflicting, frustrating, yet electric. Like the rush of doing something bad, while in motion you're given a short, small burst of adrenaline, but once done an equal rush of guilt follows.

 This guilt was egged on by Gina- y/n’s girlfriend. If you asked any of his friends they would say that she’s not good for him. She was about as emotionally mature as a highschooler, to put it lightly. Almost immediately after the couple left their honeymoon phase, Gina became jealous and overbearing. She would yell at him for not texting her back immediately, or accuse him of cheating at least once a week. And many other incidents of the sort. Y/n knew it was toxic and had been telling his friends he would break up with her soon- but somehow never got around to doing it.

Lately their arguments had revolved around the topic of one man- Spencer. Gina felt y/n was spending too much time with him, 'I'm your girlfriend- not him!’, about summed up the argument they’d engaged in the night previously. 

“Well how would you feel if i was hanging out with some guy from the gym all the time, and flirting with him, and sexting him all the time like a whore- wouldn't you feel the same?!”

Gina was absolutely incensed when she found out that her boyfriend traded numbers with the genius, and texted each other regularly. In her mind they were basically having sex, and y/n was basically creating on her.

“Oh don't you dare turn this around on me! we only hang out on the train, it's not like we’re getting dinner together or something! god you need to get a grip…”

The last part was mumbled but Gina still heard it- and was even more incensed by it. And although y/n knew the way he was handling it was a bit childish, but he didnt care- he just so mad in the moment. He was enraged at Gina for not trusting him enough.

“What the fuck y/n?!! You’re such a liar!!”

And so they went on in circles like this for at least an hour. Gina would make an argument consisting of primarily lies and assumptions, and y/n would try to convince her otherwise- fruitlessly of course. Round and round they went, and needless to say y/n slept on the couch that night. And the next morning Spencer noticed y/n massaging his neck every couple of minutes- despite y/n’s attempts to be discreet about the pains in his neck. He didn't want to make a big deal about it, as he had slept on the couch many times before anyways after fights with his girlfriend. 

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“You seem chipper-”

Derek observed with a teasing smile when Spencer pushed through the large doors of the BAU, the comment doing nothing to deter the unusually large smile plastered on his face. Said smile grew even slightly more when he felt the vibration of a text against the fabric in the pocket of his pants, knowing it was a text from y/n. He didn't text anyone else much anyways for it not to be him. If anything y/n had taught him how to text. Of course Spencer knew how to type and send a text to someone, but didn't do it unless he had to- he’d rather call them or talk to them in person. That was of course until y/n offered him his number and spencer had to then awkwardly explain that he didn't really text all too much. When he found this out, y/n had taken it upon himself to teach Spencer how to text with him. He called it their texting for dummies lessons. They spent almost a week's worth of commutes doing said lessons.  

“Oh I just had a nice morning that's all.”

Spencer was quick to shrug off the comment, knowing the endless teasing that would ensue if Derek knew the real reason for his extra large smile that morning. 

“or do you mean a nice night? who was it- the librarian, or no no the only other person in the theater watching a 3 hour long sci-fi!”

Derek spoke with a wiggle to his eyebrow and teasing lilt to his voice. Luckily Derek got Spencer's back when Penelope poked her head out the round table room and held up the casefile, announcing a new case. 

“Heads up crime fighters! we got another one!”

Her words caught the attention of the Profilers scattered about the bullpen and drew them towards the briefing room. Spencer rushed to finish pouring the 6th sugar packet into his coffee mug and texted Y/n to let him know he had a case, before shoving his phone into his pocket and half jogging to his seat around the table. 

Y/n knew about Spencer's job, mostly because the first time Spencer wasn’t on the train for a couple days while on a case, y/n freaked. When he got on the train again a couple days later as if nothing had happened- y/n demanded an explanation. And now Spencer texted him whenever he got called on a case- even though he knew y/n wouldn't worry and just assume he was on a case- it was an excuse for them to text more. And Spencer would take any opportunity possible to talk to him.

Later, as the team boarded the jet spencer overheard JJ and Emily practically gossiping about what had happened that morning with derek. spencer just sighed, pulling a worn book from the messenger bag at his hip, and flipping to the doggy eared page. Although he was still slightly distracted by JJ and Emily not so subtly talking about him. 

“you think he’s found someone?”

emily’s giggle reminded spencer of that of a school girl gossiping. Emily leaned towards JJ, eager to hear what she had been told penelope- the ever terrible secret keeper. Not that his recent mood shifts were much of a secret anyways. 

“i mean do you see how much more hes been texting? INstead reading during his lunch break he texts. What- or who could be so intriguing that Spencer Reid chooses it over a book? a crush! thats who.”

JJ and Emily seemed convinced at Emily's argument for Spencer's recent change in behavior. This overheard conversation sparked thoughts about y/n in spencers mind. And spencer agreed silently with emily that y/n was worth not making progress on a book he was reading. As in his opinion talking with y/n was the most entertaining thing he could do.

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When Spencer returned home from the case in Kentucky, needless to say he was absolutely exhausted. But despite every signal his body was giving him- he decided to stay awake in order to finish the book y/n had recommended to him. That way the two could discuss the novel on their daily commute.

The moment y/n stepped onto the train the next morning, Spencer could tell something was off- and it didnt take a profiler to see something was wrong his hands fidgeted at his sides more than normal, his eyes had large bags under them, and his entire demeanor sagged like the bag on his back was filled with large stones. When y/n crossed the subway car and took his normal seat, Spencer had decided to refrain himself from asking what was wrong- as he didn't want to intrude. Spencer had always been a little awkward- and he knew from experience that asking could make it worse. So he left it alone for now and tried to make conversation about the novel he’d finished the night before. And y/n had actually perked up a bit when they got into an excited debate over two charachters- until his phone buzzed in his pocket again. At first Spencer didn't notice it, and continued rambling about his analysis of the aforementioned book, and the aforementioned characters they had been debating over - Spencer didn't notice until he heard an exasperated sigh leave y/n’s lips. He froze mid sentence, thinking he’d said something wrong- or that he’d rambled too much (as he often did) but then he noticed y/n's gaze was locked onto his phone- which was opened to text messages.

💕GF💕

-lemme guess your still talking to that ‘dr. reid’ AFTER we talked about it last night

-you need to stop hanging out with him- im better for you 

Spencer didn't mean to read it, But he still did- and it hurt. His brows creased and he looked at y/n with a pained look. A lump formed in y/n's throat when he looked over and realized Spencer had read the text from gina- and the text he had already typed out to respond with. it read ‘ you know you shouldn’t make assumptions like that- we barely even talk after the argument we had about it last week.

“You know, you should’ve told me if your girlfriend didn't want us hanging out- i dont wanna ruin your relationship..”

Spencer's voice was a bit strained and you could hear the hurt in it. y/n rushed to apologize but Spencer didn't want to hear it. 

“spencer i'm sorry- its just- just gina gets a little insecure sometimes and we argued about it last night- She just gets jealous a lot-”

Y/n's rambled half apology, half explanation did nothing to ward off the hurt Spencer was experiencing, or to slow down his thoughts, which were jumping to conclusions faster than Spencer could read. And before he spoke he had to swallow the lump that had formed in his throat and blink away the burning of tears behind his eyelids, threatening to spill.

“So gina never wanted us to hang out?! you should’ve told me y/n- i'm not gonna intrude on your relationship.”

While the pair argued, y/n could hear the previous night's argument with his girlfriend ringing the back of his mind. Gina yelling about him being a pathological cheater, and her having to put up with it. Gina often played the victim in any and all situations where she was at fault. Because deflecting was often much easier than dealing with her own issues. 

Despite the fact that the pair was in a heated argument, the pair spoke in hushed tones as to not attract more attention than the already prying eyes of the quite crowded train car. Y/n was shocked- he could believe Spencer would say something like that- and in the heat of the moment he didn’t notice the tears lining Spencer's waterline- or in fact the tears that lined his own. After a moments silence, the train conveniently halted to a stop at spencers station- and wasted no time in hastily pulling his messenger bag that only a little while ago had been used to save a seat for y/n, over his shoulders with a huff and all but stomped out of the train car. And as the doors to the train car closed shut with a satisfy shhhk behind him, Spencer pulled the corner of his unbuttoned cardigan up to his face and wiped his slightly red eyes of their tears, feeling trickles of guilt now snaking their way into the pit of his stomach for what he said to the man he held so dear.

TO BE CONTINUED...

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spencer reid recs - part 3

close to home | imagine, fluffy flangst | @reidrum

not expecting you to leave | imagine, flangst | @tlou-reid

what he knows | imagine, flangst, comfort | @luveline

guilt ridden | imagine, flangst | @reidmania

don't think i don't like you | one shot, fluff | @luveline

criminally hot | imagine, flangst | @kisses4reid

safe | one shot, flangst | @rynbutt

you know the killer doesn't understand | one shot, angst (slight fluff) | @nereidprinc3ss

protect you | imagine, flangst | @spencerlicious

meant to be yours... | imagine, flangst (more fluff) | @lostbo0

choose me, love me | imagine, flangst | @cookiescribble

healing hands | imagine, fluff, comfort | @mistiell

castling | imagine, flangst | @reidrum

not her | one shot, flangst | @reidmarieprentiss

playing with spencer's hair | drabble, fluff | deactivated blog

emergency contact | one shot, flangst | @vanteguccir

falling behind | imagine, fluff | @catssluvr

bracelet | drabble, fluff | @dylsluvrs

home | one shot, flangst | @auroralwriting

where we were meant to be | one shot, flangst | @reidmarieprentiss

you start to grow worried | imagine, flangst, comfort | deactivated blog

kiss, kiss, fall in love | imagine, fluff | @rumplereids

hearts aligned | imagine, fluff | @raekensluver

your wife, huh? | drabble, fluff | @julssreidd

something better | imagine, angst | @reidmarieprentiss

doodles | imagine, fluff | @catssluvr

kisses his forehead | imagine, fluff | @luveline

now i have to act like i can't read your mind | imagine, flangst | @pathologicalreid (tw)

movie night cuddles | drabble, fluff | deactivated blog

closet confessions | imagine, fluff | @smurphyse

actress' savior | one shot, flangst | @priniya

i wish i knew you wanted me | imagine, fluff (slight angst) | @irndad

heart-stopping | imagine, fluffy flangst | @dr-spencer-reids-queen

in omnia paratus | one shot, flangst (more fluff) | @street-smarts00

convenient | series | @kisses4reid

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Dean Winchester X Reader Masterlist

Some of my works are 18+, which I'll write as such here, but please heed the warnings on the individual posts as well - All under the cut :)

One Shots xx

Angst

💙 Us - request: Can you do a deanxreader songfic to the song us by Regina spektor

💙Goodbye ~ After Dean takes on the mark, his relationship with Y/N starts to fall through the cracks. She’s had enough of him taking out his stress on her, and after years of silencing her pain, she finally lets him know why  it’s time to say goodbye.

💙How Do I Become Enough ~Reader and Dean right about her doubts, she feels somewhat isolated and annoyed. No cheating, necessarily, but think along the lines of Dolly Parton’s Jolene  

💙Intrusive Thoughts ~Dean was supposed to visit Y/N while she was at work, but when he didn’t show, she got worried. After finally getting ahold of him, she was relieved to know that he was alive. But when another full day passes by without a word, her mind goes into overdrive about what could have happened to him.

💙Voicemails ~ this is a small, angsty thing, and it is 100000% self indulging so please feel free to just ignore it.

💙 Illicit Affairs - Request from anon based on Taylor Swift’s song Illicit Affairs <3

💙  Promise Me This Is Forever -  this is for @allywritesblog and #allyswriting event, and im using the quote "promise me this is forever" :)

Fluff

💙 Phone Calls With Dean ~ just a random thing I wrote for a story that didn’t pan out, no real plot to this.

💙Shooting With Dean ~ Dean takes you out for target practice, but something else is on his mind.

💙Time ~Soulmate AU, Y/N has had the ability to pause and unpause time for likely her whole life, believing she was the only person with such a power. One day, she learns that not only is that not true, but the other person is her soulmate. 

💙 Salted Baseball Bat - Anon Request: "'They said that gluing salt to a baseball bat to fight ghosts was a stupid idea, but who's laughing now?' you say as you whack the ghost again."

💙 Criminal - DeanxReader request from @rileynicole1967 based on the song Criminal by Britney Spears

💙 Cat-astrophe Written for @spnfanficpond​‘s unfic challenge with the prompt “I may have accidentally sort of adopted 5 cats.”fluff, stern!Dean, 

💙  Baby Winchester 2021 - Reader finds out she's pregnant, and tells Dean in a cute, fluffy way.

💙  Just Another Day - Fluffy Dean x female!reader Valentine's Day post

Flangst

💙 We're Gonna Get You Through This - reader is triggered back to a horrible memory and explains to Dean why waiting to have sex is best for her. 

💙Currently untitled ~ Request: could you do a deanxreader fic where she goes out on a date (maybe to a bar) for drinks with a guy and towards the end of the night, the guy (you pick the name) starts being rough with her cause he’s drunk and hurts her, then dean finds out somehow and comes over to kick his ass then admits his feelings for her?

💙 A Boring Holy Cross Tattoo - A Fic inspired by Cards Against Supernatural with the cards “Dean has 99 problems but ____ ain’t one.” and “A boring holy cross tattoo”.

💙 Amnesia - Request from @rileynicole1967​ : Deanxreader one shot or series ;) based off the song “amnesia” by 5 seconds of summer but in the readers pov and at the end he comes back for her and it’s all fluffy and cute.

💙 Half a Man - Follow up to the Amnesia request from @rileynicole1967​ - this one takes place the same night as Amnesia, but in Dean’s perspective and based on the song Half a Man.

18 + / Smut One Shots

💙Downtime ~ 18+, smut; After weeks of hunting the same witch, you and Dean decide to take a weekend break, but you didn’t expect what was in store for that weekend.

💙Punishment ~ 18+, smut; After embarrassing Dean at an important dinner, he punishes you with a cold shower.

💙 Size Matters - 18+ Smut DeanxReader request from anon, where reader has a size kink

💙 Poison  -  DeanxReader request from @kaitlaitlaitl​ based on the song Poison by Alice Cooper

Mini Series xx

💙 Movie Monsters Part One | Part Two ~ You’re teamed up with Dean, a man you’ve always found obnoxious, to find out the path of a new monster. Of course, things don’t always go as planned. (Complete)

💙 Never Have I Ever Part One | Part Two  ~ Part Two is pure smut; College!AU - Dean gets jealous of the attention he thinks you’re receiving from Cas during a small party at your house and doesn’t know what to do with it, so he leaves the room to keep drinking. 

💙 Hope is a Dangerous Thing... Part One | Part Two ~ The renowned author of a best-selling crime novel, Y/N Y/L/N, was thrown into a whole new world after her parents were brutally murdered. Their killer never found, Y/N took things into her own hands, meeting the Winchesters in her journey for justice. Even years later, she struggles to let anyone close in fear they’d leave or worse.

💙  i hate u, i love u (1) Slowburn au/Y/N has been in a relationship with Nick for the last 5 years. They’ve had a rough go. There’s been good and bad times, but she finally realizes that the man she thought she loved has been abusing her. Dean offers her a safe haven when she feared she had nothing else. (this may be abandoned, but we will see)

💙Reverse Supernatural  ~ request; “Hi!! I have been tossing an idea around for a bit… What if… Now hear me out… What if the Reader was the experienced hunter and she/he has to save Dean and/or Sam who have never known the supernatural existed…?” (only part one is out right now / ongoing / might also become abandoned)

Series xx

💙Family Secrets ~ 18+ ; Your uncle Bobby, and adoptive father Rufus, had a secret. A secret they never wanted the Winchester’s to find out. They had done a good job of keeping you from crossing their path, but now that they've both passed away there is nothing they can do about the brothers finding out their secret; you. (ongoing BUT I really want to and am seriously considering taking it down to rewrite it - this was the first thing I ever wrote and it's... it shows lol) 2/22/24 A/N: I want to return to this series, but since it was pretty much my first fic ever, I really want to rewrite some of the episodes and make it pace better. I understand that that might not be the best solution, however, so maybe I’ll just add inbetweeners or something. Just know I want to come back to finish it and may change some things along the way 😊

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Cracked, But Far From Broken

Characters: Spencer Reid x Reader, Mr., and Mrs. Olson (OCs), The BAU

Genre: flangst

Word Count: 1,503

Summary: While on a case, a couple has a fight and it triggers a panic attack. Spencer helps you through it

Warnings: panic attack, yelling, fighting, mention of child abductions

A/N: Edited with Grammarly but any and all mistakes are my own and no one is to blame for them but myself.

We are afraid to care too much, for fear that the other person does not care at all.

-Eleanor Roosevelt 

Spencer knew that you had a panic disorder and he knew how to help you if a panic attack were to come. This was one of the first things you told him when the two of you started dating. You were afraid he didn't want to be with you anymore after you told him, but he stayed with you and promised he'd always be there should a problem arise.

The team was working on a case in the Upper Peninsula. There were some child abductions in Houghton, Michigan and the BAU was brought in to help get the kids back.

After returning from the Olson's house, you and Spencer came into the Houghton Police Station. The parent's of one of the children were fighting in the bullpen.

"If you had just been watching him a little bit closer then maybe he wouldn't have gotten taken in the first place!" the father yelled.

"He was in the bathroom! I couldn't have gone in there if I wanted to! He had the door locked!"

"Well then maybe you should've gone in there with him!"

The yelling could be heard from outside the building and it seemed even more intense inside. You gripped Spencer's hand and tried to calm your nerves.

Your parents fought often and they usually dragged you into it. They would force you to pick sides and whoseever side you didn't take, that parent would punish you.

"And you!" the mother screamed at you, looking at you directly in the eyes. "Why the hell are you back here when my baby is somewhere out there?  You could be out there looking for Tyler but instead, you're here and you're gonna do what? Fill out some paperwork?" She turned back to her husband and continued the yelling.

You had to step away and go into the sheriff's office. You leaned your head against the wall and tried to calm your nerves, but that only sped up your breathing.

The door opened behind you and Spencer came in.

"Hey, hey Y/N," he said quietly. "It's okay. Alright? You're okay. I'm right here, I promise."

"I-I," you rasped between heavy breaths.

"Don't talk, okay? I need you to turn around for me, can you do that?" You turned around to face him and you slid to the floor, unable to keep your balance anymore. "Good, good. Okay, now I want you to breathe in until I count to four, okay? Can you do that?"

You nodded your head and tried to steady your breathing, but you only made it to two before you let out your breath.

"It's okay, you can do it I know you can."

You tried again and this time you made it to four counts.

"Good, now you're going to hold your breath for seven counts, okay?"

You let out your breath early again, but Spencer coached you through it a couple of times and you eventually were able to make it to seven.

"You're doing great, Y/N. Now you're going to let out your breath for eight counts. Do you think you can do that for me."

You nodded your head and let out your breath for the full eight counts on the first try. You repeated what Spencer called 'The 4-7-8 Method' a couple of times before you felt your breath fully even out.

"Thank you," you whispered before pulling your legs up to your chest and leaning your head against your knees.

"It's not a problem at all. Approximately 1 to 2 percent of Americans suffer a panic disorder at some point during the year and about 5 percent experience it at some point in their lives,"* Spencer said as he rubbed your back. "And not everyone who experiences panic attacks has a panic disorder. Sometimes they can just evolve from stress and can come uncued. Despite feeling like no one can understand what it feels like, someone out there does. Panic attacks are different for each individual, however, many people have similar experiences."

Spencer's rambling helped ease your nerves. He knew his voice would help calm you down. He would often go on a tangent if you were feeling anxious because he knew it would help.

"I'm going to go get you some water, okay?" You nodded as Spencer stood up and went out of the room.

"What have you been doing in there for the last twenty minutes?" the husband shouted as he saw Spencer come out of the office. "Discussing theories? Making a plan? Is there maybe anything you would like to share with the class, Doctor?'

"Sir, I'm going to have to ask you to calm down and lower your voice," Spencer said.

"Why should I? While I've been out here worried sick, you and that other Agent have been in that room doing who knows what? If you asked me, I would say the two of you were hooking up in there."

"Mr. Olson, your yelling at the team is doing nothing but slowing down the process of finding Tyler. Now, Agent Y/LN and I did find some valuable information at your house and we were going to share it, however, your fight with your wife and then bringing Y/N into the situation caused her to have a triggered panic attack. Now, if you excuse me, I'm going to go get some water and go back inside that room and we will only come out when Agent Y/LN is ready to."

Spencer finished his speech and went to a vending machine to get the water he had promised you. On his way back, Mr. Olson stopped him.

"Dr. Reid," he said. "I'm really sorry about before. My temper and the stress of trying to find Tyler alive just took over. I'm truly sorry for causing Agent Y/LN to have a panic attack."

"Mr. Olson, what you did is not your fault. There's no way you could have possibly known that fighting in the form of words would be a trigger for Y/N's anxiety. She's doing okay right now, but I would advise that you and your wife stop fighting and certainly stop pointing fingers at the BAU. I understand that you're furious with yourselves and you blame yourselves for Tyler getting taken. I'm also aware that the FBI is an easy scapegoat for your feelings, but you need to realize that we want to find Tyler alive just as much as you do, and we can't do that if you're affecting our work. But please, if you have any information that may seem vital to the case, feel free to tell us. I'm going to go back in with Y/N now. If you have any other questions or comments, please see Agent Jareau."

Spencer got done talking with Mr. Olson and came back into the Sheriff's office and rejoined you on the floor. You were in the same position as you were when he left to go get the water for you.

"How are you doing?"

"I'm okay. Thanks," you said quietly. You reached for the water and let the cool liquid run down your throat.

You let your head rest against Spencer's shoulder as you sat in silence. You didn't want to go and face the rest of the team quite yet, and Spencer was okay with that. He had helped you through another one of these before and he knew it took you a while to recover, but he was willing to stay with you until you were ready.

"I'm sorry," you said after a few minutes. Spencer knew you had a habit of blaming yourself for things like this happening.

"Don't apologize. You can't control it. There's nothing to be sorry for, I promise."

"I know, but I still feel the need to say it."

"I know you do, but I promise you don't need to say anything."

Spencer pressed a gentle kiss to your temple and you sat in silence for a little longer.

A couple of minutes later, you were ready to go back out and help with the case again. Spencer helped you up off the floor and held your hand as the two of you walked out of the room.

The rest of the unit looked at you as you approached them, each of their faces had concern written across them. You gave them a smile and told them what you found at the house.

No one said a word about what happened after that and you were grateful. No one treated you differently. No one treated like you were fragile and vulnerable. If anything, they considered you to be the strongest out of all of them.

The one you were the most grateful for was Spencer. He was there when you were at your most vulnerable and he helped you through it, but he never treated you like you were broken. You loved him even more for that.

Spencer reminded you that you are not broken. You may be cracked, but you are far from broken.

I will not fear, for you are with me and you will never leave me to face my perils alone.

-Thomas Merton

* www.newharbinger.com

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@re-fordoremi @randomstuff-idontwannatalkboutit @dontshootmespence @cynbx

[emerynmorr]

Abducted, Tortured, and Left for Dead Pt. One

This is my first time posting fan-fiction so please bare with me. I’m not sure how long this is going to be or how many parts ————————

Reid x Female Reader

Warnings: Torture, blood, language

Fluff and angst

The reader and Spencer have been dating for a few years They met when Spencer and Dave were giving a lecture in your class. The reader is currently in college majoring in forensic psychology. 

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YOUR POV

You awoke to an empty bed. There was a note on Spencer’s pillow. She picked it up and started to read it. “Good morning beautiful, Hotch called we have a case in a few towns over. I’ll be home in a couple of days. I’ll call you as soon as I can. I love you.” You sighed and got up to take a shower. You have know idea what you’re going to do today.

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Time Skip to after shower

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You got dressed into comfy clothes sat on the couch deciding to study for an upcoming exam you have in your forensic psychology class.

After a couple of hours of studying you decided to go for a walk around the park that was a couple of blocks away. You got up and put on some yoga pants, a loose shirt and tennis shoes. You were about to walk out the door when you decided to text Spencer ‘hey babe, how’s the case going so far? I’m about to go far a walk around the park at the corner of Chestnut and Maple. I love you. Please be careful and stay safe. I want you back in one piece.’ You sent the message walking out the door then locking it. 

You were halfway to the park when your phone started ringing. You saw Spencer’s name flash across the screen along with your favorite picture of the two of you. You smiled and answered. “Hey ba-” Spencer interrupted you. “Y/N baby I need you to get to the BAU immediately, the UnSub we are after sent a teenage boy to the police with a file filled with pictures of you going all the way back to 2 months ago. “Okay I’m on my way.” “I love you Spence.” “Love you too Y/n” I hung up I was freaked out I couldn’t tell Spencer that I didn’t drive. I had walked to the park now I need to walk to the Bau which is about 2 blocks from here. 

Every person you walk passed or if someone looked at a weird way you shivered. You were scared out of your mind. You didn’t know what this ‘person’ wanted with you. About a block away from the Bau you realized that you were being followed by a black van that you also saw when you were at the park. You pulled out your phone and pulled up Spencer’s contact as you started to run. The phone was ringing after the third ring he answered “whats wrong, did you make it to-” but before he could say anything you screamed into the phone as you were pulled into the van by a masked person.  You hadn’t realized the van had stopped near you when you slowed down to call Spencer.

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I hope you guys enjoyed the first part of my fic.

In the next part it’ll start out in Spencers POV and you’ll find out about the case.

Please give me feedback. Again I’m just starting out so I’ll accept any kind of feedback. Thank you for reading. 

[motleymoose]

Lukewarm Endearments at Best

Fandom: Supernatural Characters: Gender Neutral!Reader, Dean Winchester, Sam Winchester, John Winchester (mention) Words: 2800+ Warnings: Flangst

It had been a long time coming.

Dad had always been a traveler. When he was home, he was a novelty to me, a stranger who was familiar yet so dang mysterious that it surprised me every single time my name came to his lips. Like, even as a little kid I didn’t think he’d know me from Adam unless I was right next to Mama.. And it wasn’t like I really knew him, either. How can you know someone who’s been on the road, away from you, for most of your life? Heck, when Mama passed, I didn’t even see him for at least 18 months.

Of course, he sauntered back into my life as if nothing had happened in that intervening year and a half, like I hadn’t been forced to become a responsible adult right on the cusp of 17, shirking high school, colleges and relationships in order to keep myself from drowning in debt and despair. I was angry, and I said some things I’m not proud to repeat. And like the distant, abstract saint that my father has always been, he stood there, stoically taking the tongue lashing I had saved up for him. Through all of it, I could feel my own grief growing deeper. I had lost my mother, but I realized I never really had a father to begin with. John Winchester had been a wandering canvas that I could project my ideals of fatherhood onto, and I had always been too caught up in my own little world to recognize that he was just as human as me.

Apparently a little too human. As I let my anger burn low and my voice grow quiet, Dad looked straight into my red-rimmed eyes and said he was sorry for what he was about to say. I told him that I wasn’t going to apologize for anything that I just told him, and he shook his head sadly.

“Listen, Y/N/N,” he started, and I watched as his eyes became distant and misty. “I’ve done a lot of shit I’m not proud of, and a huge part of it is how I’ve treated my family in the past.”

I snorted and began to speak, but he held up a hand to stop me. “Please, let me finish.”

“‘Kay,” I snapped.

He cleared his throat a little before continuing. “I’m not going to be around for much longer, and I want to know that, before I go, you are taken care of.”

“Oh, like you took care of me when Mama died? Thanks, but I‘m good.”

Dad flinched, his eyes darting guilty to his boots. “That couldn’t be help-”

My face grew hot. “‘Couldn’t be helped?’ Fucksake, Dad. You left us high and dry as soon as you heard the diagnosis!” I couldn’t be around him anymore, didn’t even want to be on the same planet I was so done with him. I forcefully concentrated on jamming my feet into my running shoes, fighting back the tears pressing behind my eyes. “I can’t do this anymore. I’m going for a run, see yourself out.”

I slammed the door shut behind me, and that was the last time I ever saw my father.

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It wasn’t until last month that I’d read Dad had died. He’d been gone for over a decade. The obituary mentioned two surviving sons, but I was so caught up in probing the ancient scar of anger that my brain barely registered the fact. I found the old anger was weak from disuse, my coffee was cold, and I didn’t feel one damn thing either way about him. It was like reading the obits of a stranger. I felt no guilt, no anger, no grief, and I was able to quickly brush it off and carry on.

It didn’t hit me until a day later, in the middle of a crossword puzzle, that I had brothers.

After rereading Dad’s obituary, I decided to find these so-called brothers of mine. I guess I was lonely, and maybe some of the old anger was beginning to rekindle. I had a family of friends, those whom I could lean on when things got shitty, and I loved every one of them. But there was a kernel of curiosity planted in my brain, the urge to know who my brothers were and if they were anything at all like Dad… or me.

It wasn’t exactly simple to find my brothers but it wasn’t that difficult either; just like with me and Mama, Dad had set up his other family in a nice little neighborhood of a smaller city. White picket fence and everything. It didn’t last long, apparently. The house burned down with the wife still inside. But at least the kids got out alright and his precious car was saved. It was a deadend after that, no honor roll or sports write-ups mentioning a Sam or Dean Winchester could be found in any of my searches. Which was weird.

Weirder still was the FBI wanted list.

It wasn’t completely by accident that I stumbled upon Sam and Dean pouting lasciviously at the camera. Two photos, posted side by side in an archive buried under another archive stuck in a clunky footer menu. These files were hidden so deep in the government website that it took several days and one very long night to dig through all of the archived information. It was as if someone didn’t want anyone to find them. But there they were. No one could mistake the striking resemblance between me and the Winchester brothers. Same sharp nose, same alluring eyes, same crooked smile that must’ve broken at least a thousand hearts collectively. Obviously, I had better hair and fashion sense than either one of them, but that was all thanks to my mom.

Anyway, after the criminal reports came the death certificates. And after the death certificates and official police statements, I was at a loss for what to do. I knew in my gut that they were still out there, alive and raising Hell, but I couldn’t explain it nor find any evidence to disprove the official reports.

But after months and months of bum-diddly squat, a desperate hour of carnal need led me to something so fucking obvious, I wouldn’t have believed it if it has strolled up and bit me in the ass.

Dean Winchester was on Tinder.

Shrieking in surprise and triumph, I swiped right so fast that my finger would have left Grease Lightning in the dust. Yes, it was delightfully improper that I was pretending to not be related to him, but there wasn’t another option that came to mind to officially make his and Sam’s acquaintance. And I really wanted to compare notes on our father. And maybe punch one of them in the face. But I was beginning to get ahead of myself before I even got a response, my anxiety ratcheting my inner dialogue up to eleven.

<i>Aw hell,</i> I realized, this is a questionable and highly unorthodox way to meet your brothers in person. What if he swipes left? What if it’s not actually Dean but a catfish? It took a moment to scrub my mind of an actual catfish typing on a keyboard, but then I was back on track to berating myself. How could you think this plan was anything but sloppy at best? It’s almost inconceivable that-

bing!

The doubt dissipated as soon as I peeked at my phone.

Dean had swiped right!

Wait, Dean had swiped right. Which meant he was probably coming into this meeting with wildly different expectations than me. Dread trickled down my spine and into my already roiling stomach.

Thanks a lot, brain, I thought darkly, willfully ignoring the warnings flashing through my head. “No use in worrying about things that probably wouldn’t happen,” I growled. It was a quote that I often fell back on, but it never gave me any solace, probably because it was said by someone who had never had anxiety.

I shook the tension out of my hands before replying to his winky-kiss emoji. I bluntly suggested that we meet up at a tiny coffee shop not far from the main shopping district of a nearby town. If worse came to worst, at least I’d have a bunch of people at hand to witness my abduction.

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A few hours and a double shot of whisky later, I was standing in line at the meeting place. I’d just given the barista my order when I felt a light tap on my shoulder.

“Y/N?” Dean asked quietly, a tiny smile tugging at his lips. He’d sidled up beside me while I had been making small talk with the barista, taking me slightly by surprise.

“You must be Dean, then!” I said, a little too brightly. Rein it in, Y/L/N, I chided myself. Readjusting my features, I gave him a pleasantly bland smile and gestured for him to order. After he was finished, he paid for both our drinks and took the lead to a table in a shadowy corner of the coffee shop. Plunking himself down in the booth, he gave a casual stretch and motioned for me to join him.

I pasted on another innocuous smile and took the seat opposite him. He shrugged off the slight and leaned forward, arms resting on the table. His entire body language was so overly nonchalant I was afraid he was going to fall asleep. “So tell me about yourself, Y/N,” his voice was soft and warm, his eyes twinkling suggestively.

Yep, big nope and a nuh-uh, that’s gotta stop. “Well, I’m a librarian by trade, I’m a cat person who also happens to be a Sagittarius, and,” I caught my breath, my brain hunting for something a little less blunt than ‘you’re my brother.’ “You're my brother.” The words fell out of my fucking mouth before I even had a chance to soften the blow. It took me months to find these guys, and my big mouth goes and forgets all forms of subtlety. The anger and frustration at Dad had built up so much inside me that I was having a hard time controlling my feelings, and now I could add embarrassment to the pile. And I never not have control over my feelings. Sometimes.

Dean sat back, stunned. He started to speak, fumbled over several words, and then shut his mouth. I waited patiently while his brain processed the information. It took a few minutes for him to break the silence. “I gotta make a phone call.” Dean stood up from the booth, shaking his head in disbelief, and stepped away from the table as he tapped something into his phone.

“No worries, I’ll be here when you get back.” I waved to him, all innocence and sweetness. He glanced back at me with furrowed brows and stomped off, whispering aggressively into his phone.

“That went better than expected,” I muttered to myself as I happily accepted our coffees from a rather bemused waiter.

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Half an hour later, Dean returned. He didn’t look at all surprised that I had drank his coffee for him, only a little hurt. I would have pointed out that I’d saved him the trouble of finding it lukewarm and bitter, but the tension in the air was so thick around him that I thought better of it. Behind him, I caught a glimpse of Sam, the younger brother, ducking through the door and giving the baristas a friendly wave.

“Ooh, are we having a family reunion?” I sniped, feeling annoyed that I hadn’t even had a conversation with Dean yet and he was already calling in for backup. “You’ll have to excuse me for my earlier remarks, but I don’t like to beat around the bush.”

He quirked an eyebrow at Sam and frowned. The taller one rolled his eyes and took the chair beside me. Dean slid back into the booth. I was surrounded, but that didn’t matter. What mattered most was confirmation. And I wasn’t going to get that by just staring at them. I opened my mouth to speak, but Sam beat me to it.

“This is… quite the claim, Y/N,” he started, kindly. I could almost see the gears turning in his head as he tried to process having another sibling. “Don’t get me wrong, I’m not saying that it isn’t possible-”

Dean butted in, gruffly. “What my brother is getting at is that this isn’t exactly our first rodeo.”

Sam looked at him in worn exasperation, but shook off the comment. “Like I was saying, it isn’t impossible that you could be a long lost sibling, but… do you have any proof?”

It was my turn to raise an eyebrow. Reaching into my bag, I pulled out the few pictures I had of Dad and me, plus photos of him and Mama I had shot when they weren’t paying attention. A knot was forming in my throat, but I forced it back down with a sip of ice water.

Sam and Dean each took a few of the photos, riffling through them like they weren’t my only link to a man that I barely knew. Dean stopped at one and nudged Sam. It was the one of me and my mom standing in front of Dad’s black muscle car, big grins pasted on our faces and dripping snow cones melting in our hands. I was 13 and still enamored with the idea of having a traveling father, too self-centered and self-conscious to think about the reason why he wasn’t around like all the other dads. The bittersweet memories of disappointment and otherness began to creep into my brain, sewing the chaos of sadness in their wake.

Taking a gulp of the ice water, I wiped my mouth with the back of my hand to cover the frown pulling at the corners of my mouth. “That’s at the county fair. It was one of the longest times I’d remember ever being around him,” I said with a not-so-subtle tinge of bitterness in my voice. “He wasn’t exactly the type to come to the all-school play, or even stick around for more than a weekend.”

The brothers exchanged a look again. I was starting to get annoyed with that look; it was a secret language between siblings that I had never gotten the chance to experience because my father had kept us secret from one another. He had known that we all existed, had even <i>lived</i> with his two families at different times, apparently. I had never thought of Dad as selfish before, but the more I thought about it, the more I could see that he was just as much of a bastard as I had believed since reaching adulthood. The angry part of me was beginning to confuse the more rational side of my brain, and I needed to get the answers I sought before my inner voices started a war inside my head.

While I sat there fighting with my inner, angrier self, Sam and Dean had been in quiet conversation, heads bent close over the picture. Dean flipped it over to the other side, and frowned at my mom’s scrawled writing on the back. “This says it was taken in the summer of ‘94, which means you’re…” he stopped, forehead scrunched as he concentrated on his fingers.

“I’m about to turn 39, if that’s what you’re trying to figure out,” I replied, my knees bouncing from the stress and anxiety ravaging my nervous system.

Dean’s eyes widened and his jaw dropped. “That can’t be right. Sammy? Right?” I could tell he was floored by the math. If I was 38, that meant I was born between their birthdays. And if that was the case, Dad had a lot more to answer for than just being crappy at his parental role.

Sorting through the photos again, Sam didn’t respond right away. He was lining them up in chronological order, studiously checking every detail.

“Sam!” Dean said sharply, nudging his brother’s elbow.

“Huh? Oh, right.” Sam’s eyes refocused on my face, but I could tell he wasn’t really seeing me. The evidence of my existence was plain on my features, and they would have to be fools to not see my resemblance to our father.

After a while, I began to get fidgety again. “Listen, guys,” I said as I stood up and gathered my things. “It’s been a real pleasure, but it’s getting late. Besides,” pausing, I looked both of them square in the eyes, “I’m sure you two have a lot to discuss.”

Turning, I threaded my way to the exit and made it just outside the door when Dean caught up to me.

“Y/N, wait.” He tapped my shoulder again, and I pivoted to meet his gaze. “If what you say is true, and you are in fact family. Well,” he glanced back at Sam who was coming out behind him. “We’ve got a lot to discuss.”

[impala-dreamer]

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New Fic: Feels Like the First Time (Sam/Rowena)

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Something Blue (New Favorite): Can I Go Where You Go? by @thoughtslikeaminefield​

Drabble of your choosing: A Day in the Life (AU Dean/Reader fluff)

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New Fic: The Crumbling Difference Between Wrong and Right (Sam/Reader angst)

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[thatfanficstuff]

Fic/Request status

Writing this out was...wow. Anyway. Here’s where we stand. I have plans. And secret things I am working on but I can’t post until this all gets done. I’m also pushing to get The Light in my darkness and Strange Fates finished ASAP. Just cuz. Let me know if you have any questions. Thank you. 

Pending Fics/Requests

Star Trek

·       Spock – Combining a request for a wife reader and a hurt comfort fic. Status: Plotted

·       Khan – With Spock’s human half-sister. Spock is going to lose his mind. Status: Think mode

·       Bones x injured reader Status: semi-plotted

·       Kirk x female captain (native American reader) Status: will probably pull a plot idea from my list

·       Scotty x space pirate – um…yes please. Status: No idea but it will be epic.

Not doing:

·       Spock w suicidal/depressed reader – too sad for me right now.

·       Jealous Spock – already have one and don’t feel I could do another justice.

·       Spock x daughter – no idea what I would write for this.

 Lord of the Rings

·       Thorin w/ half dwarf/half hobbit reader. I have the best idea for this one. So fluffy. Status: Plotted

·       Legolas x Elf reader – FLANGST. Damn it Leggy. Combining 2 requests that both wanted slightly diff flangst. Not using requested parentage. Status: Plotted

·       Eomer x female rider of rohan status: thinking stage

·       Thorin x elf reader – making reader slightly less kick ass than requested Status: Plotted

·       Dwalin song fic with This is Me Status: Thinking stage

Not Doing:

·       One with Thorin and reader and the moon because it was sad as hell and just no.

 Supernatural

·       Gabriel – love confessions Status: semi-plotted

·       Dean x reader – Status: Plotted

Not Doing

·       Super specific request about AU Cas and Winchester sister. I haven’t caught up with the show and won’t be able to write this. Sorry.

 Marvel

·       Steve x wife reader. This one is going to be awesome. Status: Plotted

·       Avengers w self harming soulmate – Making this Flangst, not angst and narrowing down the soulmates to like 1 or 2 Status: Thinking mode

·       Clint x Latina reader – cute drooly clint. Hehe Status – Plotted

·       Bucky Barnes x chubby reader. Flangst. Status – Plotted

·       Jealous Steve Status – Plotted

·       Bruce Banner Status: Plotted

·       Steamy Erik Lensherr – um…yes please Status: Plotted

·       Dr Strange Hurt/comfort Status: Semi-plotted

·       Black Widow x Xmen male Reader x Maria Hill – flangst Status: Plotted

·       Gamora x male reader – changing plot a bit to fit my style Status: Plotted

·       Parker x reader and Steve x reader: I’m twisting the story a bit here but still doing Status: Plotted

·       Erik x reader x Charles Status: Thinking stage

·       Scott Lang x ex Reader – Status:Plotted

·       Sunday Brunch Part 2 – Status: Plotted

·       Billy Russo coffee shop AU Status: Plotted

·       Eddie Brock/venom x chef reader – Status: Plotted

 Teen Wolf

·       Peter soulmate au – making reader older than requested because Peter ain’t no pedo. Status: semi-plotted

·       My Favorite Weapon – final part – Status: Plotted

Not Doing

·       Halwyn x reader – I quit watching the show before it got to this point so I don’t know who this is. I was going to try to do it anyway, but I don’t have the time or energy. Sorry.

 Criminal Minds

·       Hotch x short reader – may not follow plot asked for exactly but I’ll get you covered Status: thinking mode

·       Hotch x reader with everyone – a trip to Asylum 49 Status: Semi-plotted

 The Vampire Diaries/The Originals

·       A marcel gif request that has been in my box for a year. I suck I’m sorry. I am doing it though. Status: way, way, way overdue.

·       Klaus x wife reader and meddling Kol – Status: Plotted

·       Klaus x reader that helps him against Mikael. This one is in think mode. Thinking of doing a 20s thing maybe.

 NCIS

·       Gibbs Status: Plotted

 The Walking Dead

·       Negan x adopted daughter; Daryl x daughter – Changing request a bit but still doing Status: Plotted

·       Rick x reader – Status: Plotted

 True Blood

·       Eric x Reader x Godric Status: thinking stage

 Peaky Blinders

·       A Condition Part 2 (maybe 3) – Status: Plotted

 Jurassic World

·       Be Prepared Part 3 and 4 – Status: Plotted

 Buffy

·       Spike x reader – Status: Plotted

·       Spike x xander’s sister reader – Status: Semi-plotted

[spncvr]

HIII I kinda suck at writing so maybe you could take my idea and use your amazing writing skills and make something of it? (Only if you want ofc!!) hear me out yk how Spencer rambles about random facts and everything at the bau imagine if he had a partner (was a profiler as well) and that knew a lot about musics or movies and would ramble about it to him?

Ignore this if it sounds stupid 😭

rambles | s. reid

summary: you talk a lot, spencer doesn't mind.

pairing: spencer reid x reader

warnings: okay so idk if this counts as gn!reader?? but reader wears a dress lol. drinking, and again my terrible english,, lmk if i missed anything!

a/n: hey beautiful!! this deffo does not sound stupid i had fun writing it but this is so bad im sorry i didn't do u justice *crying emoji* also im so sorry this took me forever to finish LMAOOO

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YOU CAN FEEL it.

In your spine, in your ears. The song’s quiet but it had you in its grip, tight and firm—music’s always been like that to you. It didn’t matter if it was Hendrix, Queen or even Chopin; it has always been the one thing to make you stop dead at your feet. It’s a feeling you can’t quite put your finger on. There wasn’t a word in the English language that could possibly describe how it made you feel. Perhaps, you think humorously, you ought to learn another language, or two. 

You’re wearing this dress. This sweet, white silk thing that sweeps against your knees each time you take a step. The taste of expensive wine sits against your lips, lingering. The glass rests idly around your hand and your grip is careful. Expensive red wine and a cheap dress don't usually mix well together. 

“You okay?” 

You smile, teeth and all. Spencer who’s found his place next to you, furrows his eyebrows worry painted against his soft features. He looks tired. But he’s here, with the rest of the team; he always is.

“Fine,” you say, blasé. “You, Dr. Reid?”

His eyebrows raise slightly, “Yeah, fine.” then, “nice dress.” It’s a small whisper. 

You brush your tongue against the wine on your lips. The comment catches you off guard—especially when he’s dressed like this and looks at you like that. So, all that leaves your wine-stained lips is a small: “Oh.” then, because you remember your manners you say, “Thank you.”

The song changes, and Spencer smiles, “The songs—” he says “they’re nice.”

“I—” You stop yourself from rambling because really, they’re more than nice. It’s Elle Fitzgerald. She’s—Her voice, her instrument is clear as a bell, with diction that’s almost impossible to misunderstand. Her rhythm is— well it’s, you can set her as the metronome for her own band. Which, well, isn’t exactly easy to do. The way she’s able to scoop and bend her pitches with such precision is, beyond, nice. So the song, really it’s, more than nice, it’s a masterpiece it’s—

“Uh, yeah, s’nice.” you pause, “More than nice, really.”

Spencer smiles, amused, “More than nice?” he echoes.

You clear your throat, “It— yeah. I mean, it’s Fitzgerald, you know…”

“I don’t know,” he says simply.

Figures, you think. “No, yeah. She’s, like, got this tone in her voice, you know? And it’s like she’s the one leading the band— with the rhythm, I mean. As in like, instead of the drummer, which isn’t exactly easy to do. You know, actually, some people say she — she’s got the voice of an angel. Or something along the lines; can’t really remember and—” you pause, slightly embarrassed at how much you’ve been talking.

“Er, sorry,” you mumble sheepishly. The edge of your shoes had suddenly become increasingly interesting. “didn’t mean to go on a tangent.”

Spencer kisses his teeth, and you look up to find him grinning. “No, uh,” he scratches the edge of his eyebrow. “You don’t need to apologize for talking about something you like.” He seems to think about his next words as he brushes his hand against your arm. It sends a shiver that lingers longer than the touch itself. Spencer Reid could be so cruel sometimes. 

“I love listening to you talk.”

Your dress ends up wine-stained, anyway.

as usual my inbox is always open for requests (or just to talk lol) but it will take 192374 years to actually finish it,, reblogs are soo appreciated !! (u guys r always so kind idk why im asking for them) so is feedback btw!! (despretely in need of some)

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Lemon & Honey | S.R.

Summary: The reader has postural orthostatic tachycardia syndrome, or POTS, and suffers from fainting spells. Warnings: POTS, fainting Word Count: 2.1k

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Growing up, you always had awful menstrual cycles. They were heavy, you were emotional, and black dots danced in your vision each time you stood up. When you became a teenager and started the birth control pill, your cycles became better, more consistent. But that was also when the fainting started.

In your teenage years and into young adulthood, you fainted multiple times a week, sometimes more. At first, the doctors had no idea what was wrong and they thought the worst. It was a scary time for you and your family, not knowing what was causing these debilitating fainting spells.

Finally, a couple months after your twenty-first birthday, you went to a new doctor. You soon learned that your extreme menstrual cycles and your fainting spells were connected. You were diagnosed with POTS.

You recalled the memory, your brows furrowing in confusion as your mother’s hand held yours.

“Postural orthostatic tachycardia syndrome,” the doctor furthered. “Your fainting is caused by an extreme change in heart rate, particularly when changing from a seated to standing position.”

“Fainting isn’t always a common symptom,” the doctor continued, looking at you with kind eyes. “But it can happen more than people realize. There’s nothing wrong with you, Y/N. We will get you on a medicine to manage this.”

You liked to think that miracle doctor saved your life that day. If it weren’t for him, you may still have these debilitating fainting spells. If it weren’t for him, you would have never found a medicine that reduced your fainting to once in a blue moon. If it weren’t for him, you would’ve never joined the FBI and met the love of your life, Spencer Reid.

You and Spencer have been dating for several months, but he has yet to learn about your diagnosis. With how managed it is now, it merely feels like an afterthought for you.

However, that doesn’t mean Spencer hasn’t picked up on a few things over the course of your relationship. He noticed how awful your periods messed with you; the cramps and the depression. He noticed the way you gripped the side of the table until your knuckles turned white upon standing up from your desk.

Spencer knew that there were a multitude of reasons for these behaviors. Maybe she has low iron levels? Could it be orthostatic hypotension? Unfortunately for Spencer, there was never a way to fully diagnose your symptoms. He was forced to sit and witness, and take care of you, with your struggles. Spencer probably would’ve figured out your diagnosis, if it weren’t for the fact that you’d never fainted around him, yet.

That fateful day came on a Wednesday in the middle of October. The trees were transforming, swirling colors of red and orange and yellow. You walked into the bullpen, preparing yourself for the mountains of case files you knew you had to complete.

You had woken up feeling the symptoms. The pounding in your chest, the dizziness. You could often tell when it was going to be a bad day in terms of your diagnosis, but today you brushed it off. It had been months since you fainted, and you were beginning to hope that you never would again. You realized that was likely wishful thinking, but you continued your morning as normal.

Well, somewhat normal. Upon sitting at your desk, you realized you probably shouldn’t have coffee today. You probably shouldn’t have tea, either, but you needed something. The caffeine from the drinks spiked your heart rate, making fainting inevitable on a day like today. Your thoughts were interrupted by the kind voice of your boyfriend.

“Good morning, I picked this up on my way in.”

A tea bag was draped over the side of the cafe take out cup, and you grinned. Somehow, Spencer always knew what you needed, despite you having yet telling him about your POTS.

“It’s a green tea with a splash of black, with lemon and honey.” Spencer smiled goofily, his mouth straight, but outstretched and downturned. You always thought he looked reminiscent of an amphibian, in the cutest possible way of course.

“You are literally the best thing to ever happen to me,” you spoke, a hint of playfulness in your tone.

Even though you were joking, a part of you really meant it. Sometimes it felt like Spencer read your mind when it came to the things you needed, especially when dealing with your symptoms. Of course, there were many other things that Spencer was a bit clueless about. When it came to your symptoms, though, he somehow just knew.

Spencer occasionally brought you coffee, too, but he had noticed your behavior being off yesterday and last night. He noticed your white knuckles gripping the desk almost every time you stood up yesterday. Last night, he noticed your exhaustion. You two had been sat on your couch, watching a movie. Your head had rested on his shoulder, but you fell asleep nearly twenty minutes into the movie.

Spencer had a hunch, but he wasn’t sure. He was starting to wonder if there was something wrong with your heart rate. If he was correct, coffee was the worst possible thing you could be drinking. In all seriousness, you should only be drinking water, but he knew you needed something to be able to function. So, he decided on your favorite tea order.

Several hours ticked by, the pile of files on your desk slowly but surely decreasing. Your tea was long gone, but your eyes kept fluttering closed. You needed more caffeine or you were going to fall asleep at this desk and probably get written up. The thought of getting in trouble stirred you to a straightened sitting position.

You stood, your head pounding along with your quickened heart rate. Your hands gripped the desk for a few moments, enough time for your vision to clear from the black veil. You continued towards the kitchenette to find something to keep you awake.

Spencer had witnessed the entire ordeal, and he quickly stood and followed you to the kitchenette. If his hunch was correct, any more caffeine would surely make you feel much, much worse.

“Y/N,” he spoke, and you whipped around to look at him. “What’re you doing?”

Your brows furrowed in confusion at your boyfriend’s concerned face.

“I am looking for more tea?” You said, a questioning tone lacing your words.

“I don’t think you should have any more.”

“Excuse me?” You asked incredulously. Spencer had never made any sort of remark about what you should or should not be eating or drinking. Luckily, he typically knew better than that.

“I noticed that you get dizzy when you stand up. If my hunch is correct, any more caffeine may make you more dizzy and potentially lose consciousness.”

You gaped at him, wondering how he had merely hypothesized a diagnosis that had taken years for you and your doctor’s to figure out. He is a doctor, you thought, but not that kind of doctor.

“I don’t see how what I drink is any of your business.” You muttered, more harshly than you intended to.

The continuous pounding in your head paired with the frustration of not having more caffeine just pissed you off. You grabbed a water bottle and stormed back to your desk.

Spencer wasn’t upset at your anger towards him, especially when he saw that you chose a water instead of more tea. He was just glad that you were taking care of yourself. In addition, he knew you’d most likely feel bad about your outburst in a few minutes and everything would be fine. Even if you didn’t, he didn’t care all too much.

You stormed back to your desk, the tips of your ears red with anger and embarrassment. You felt bad for lashing out at Spencer, but frankly, you wanted your damn tea. Now you had to resort to the classic way of waking yourself up, cold water and the stinging on your arms. You pulled a hair band that rested on your wrist above the flesh before letting it ricochet back to your skin, leaving a red mark. It hurt, but it did the trick.

Another hour or so passed, and you had to go to the restroom. Once again, upon standing your vision blackened and you waited a few moments before continuing out of the bullpen.

Of course, in typical Spencer fashion, he noticed it all, but there was something different this time. Not only did the time it took you to regain yourself take much longer, but your eyes were squinted as you left the bullpen. It wasn’t that bright in here. He wondered if you had a headache, or if there was still blackness clouding your vision.

He didn’t have time to decide before he hopped up and followed you. Upon seeing you, he was extremely glad that he did. You were leaned against the hallway wall, starting to sag.

“Y/N!”

He rushed to you then, either hands gripping your waist to hold you steady.

You mumbled something incoherently, your vision almost completely masked by unconsciousness. You felt hands on your waist and it was the permission your body seemed to need in order to let go.

Spencer felt your body go limp, and he pulled you into him before lowering you to the floor.

“Shit, shit, shit,” he muttered frantically, as his hands hovered above you, unsure of what to do.

He reminded himself that most fainting victims will wake up within the minute. He knew he had to be patient, but that was fucking impossible at the sight of his girlfriend unconscious and crumpled on the floor.

He was about to get up and call for help when he heard you groan.

“Love,” he cooed, falling to his knees, his hand softly grazing your flushed cheek.

“Spence?”

“Yeah, beautiful, it’s me. I’m right here.”

“Did I faint?” Your eyes were still closed, presumably to shield yourself from the harsh light of the hallway.

“Yeah, love, you did.”

You slowly nodded and started to sit up. Spencer started to protest, but he decided to help you lean against the wall instead.

“I’m sorry, Spencer, it’s my fault. I should’ve been more careful like you said.”

His brows crumpled. He felt guilty for making you feel as if this was your fault.

“You didn’t do anything wrong.” He kissed your temple, his heart fluttering with thankfulness that you were alright.

“Spence, I have to tell you something.”

His heart fluttered in anticipation, worried of what you might say. He nodded, encouraging you to continue.

“I have POTS, it’s,”

“Postural orthostatic tachycardia syndrome,” Spencer finished for you, a guilty smile playing his lips when he realized he interrupted you.

“Yeah,” you smiled at him, thankful that you wouldn’t have to go through the spiel of explanation. Of course, not that you expected you’d have to with Spencer, the resident genius.

“I’m sorry, Y/N,” he started, rubbing your cheek again. “It seems like you have a bad case of it.”

She paled at the memory of what she had gone through growing up.

“It used to be worse, if you can believe it.”

Spencer’s jaw tightened, bothered that you’d had to go through any of this. The fact that it used to be worse pulled on the strings of his heart.

“What can I do?”

You smiled at him, thankful for his understanding and willingness to help.

“If I’m being honest, I should probably go home, but all those files,” you paused, groaning at the thought of your continuous mountain of case files.

“No, we’re going home. I’ll bring your case files and work on them.” Spencer stated matter-of-factly.

You didn’t protest; you knew how fast his reading skills were, and you were at the point where you’d appreciate any help.

“Will you tell Hotch? I’ll grab my stuff," you spoke and started to sit up, but Spencer softly held your shoulders down.

“No, you stay here. I’ll grab your stuff and be right back. I don’t want you fainting again.”

“Spence,” you began to protest, but he was already gone.

You smiled lovingly, sipping at the water from the bottle that he had brought with him when he followed you. You felt so thankful to be with a man like Spencer, someone who looked after you and knew what you needed when you needed it. You loved Spencer Reid, you realized, and you would tell him as soon as he came back.

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Part II (?)

A/N: Wow, this was the longest single-shot fic I've written! It sort of was just at the tips of my fingers and wrote itself. I really love it and I hope you do, too! Please let me know if you'd like a part 2!

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Longfic Recs, part II

Yet more recs, mostly longfic

Something Like This (285755 words) by emmagrant01 Chapters: 47/47 Fandom: Check Please! (Webcomic) Rating: Explicit Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Eric Bittle/Jack Zimmermann, Eric Bittle/OMC, Kent Parson/Jack Zimmermann, Kent Parson/OMC, Alicia Zimmermann/Bob Zimmermann, Larissa "Lardo" Duan/Shitty Knight, OMC/OMC, Jack Zimmermann/OMC, Camilla Collins/Jack Zimmermann Characters: Jack Zimmermann, Eric Bittle, Shitty Knight, Larissa "Lardo" Duan, Original Characters, Adam "Holster" Birkholtz, Justin "Ransom" Oluransi, Taylor Whitton, Kent "Parse" Parson Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, canon-typical alcohol use, Angst, Demisexual Character, Slow Burn, Jack is oblivious, Bitty dates other guys, Anxiety, Jealousy, Coming Out, not hockey rpf but real teams and real people make appearances, Canon-Typical Drug Use, Happy Ending, Pining, so much horrible pining, and SMUT, so much smut omg, Fluffy Smut, Infidelity, Hockey, Not-totally-an-asshole Parse, flangst, really long fic, goes AU after sophomore year, Consensual Infidelity, You Can Play, a year in the life of Jack Zimmermann, Inspired by Real Events, The 2016 Orlando Shooting Series: Part 1 of Something Like This Summary:

Jack thought his first year in the NHL would be 100% about hockey, but the reality is so much more complicated. (AU where the Goodbye for the Summer comics didn’t happen, because I had already written 80K words of this. But just because it’s canon doesn’t mean we can’t still enjoy long, angsty, get-together stories, amirite?)

Alternate summary, courtesy of Dracavia: What if Bad Bob didn't say anything at graduation?

of the nature of the wound (33936 words) by decinq Fandom: Check Please! (Webcomic) Rating: Mature Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Eric Bittle/Jack Zimmermann, Larissa "Lardo" Duan/Shitty Knight, Jamie Benn/Tyler Seguin, Jack Zimmermann & Kent Parson, Hockey Ensemble - Relationship Additional Tags: Jack Knew First, athletics and mental health, media relations, Closeted Character Series: Part 1 of the messes of men

Summary:

His first year in the NHL isn't easy, but Jack has spent his entire life playing through the hurt.

Pass It On (9241 words) by thefourthvine, knight_tracer Fandom:Hockey RPF Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Sidney Crosby/Evgeni Malkin, Jamie Benn/Tyler Seguin Additional Tags: Podfic, Audio Format: MP3, Audio Format: Streaming, Podfic Length: 45-60 Minutes Summary:

Ninety percent of everyone's problems could be solved by a robot that just texted NO to hockey players on a regular basis. Unfortunately, Sidney didn't have a robot.

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Characters: Sidney Crosby, Evgeni Malkin, Kris Letang, Marc-Andre Fleury, Patrick Kane, Jonathan Toews, Jarome Iginla, Danny Briere, Claude Giroux, Colby Armstrong Additional Tags: Pittsburgh Penguins, Chicago Blackhawks

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The cow moos.

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Sure Movin' Down the Line (20173 words) by circ_bamboo Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Marvel Cinematic Universe,The Avengers (Marvel Movies),Captain America (Movies) Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Maria Hill/Sam Wilson Characters: Sam Wilson (Marvel), Maria Hill, T'Challa, James "Rhodey" Rhodes, Steve Rogers, Tony Stark, Pepper Potts, Natasha Romanov Additional Tags: Canon Character of Color, Male Friendship, Latina Maria Hill, Race-related themes

Summary: Sam Wilson needs his wings fixed. Steve Rogers thinks he knows a guy who can do that, but as it turns out, Tony Stark didn't make the wings. He knows who did, though: T'Challa, the king of Wakanda and the genius behind the Wakandan Design Group. Sam, along with Rhodey and Maria Hill, goes to London to meet T'Challa . . . where unexpected dangers await them.

The Night Has Seen Your Mind (105030 words) by bomberqueen17 Chapters: 11/11 Fandom:Marvel Cinematic Universe,Captain America (Movies) Rating: Explicit Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence Relationships: James "Bucky" Barnes/Natasha Romanov, James "Bucky" Barnes/Steve Rogers, Steve Rogers/Sam Wilson Characters: James "Bucky" Barnes, Natasha Romanoff, Steve Rogers, Sam Wilson, Clint Barton, Tony Stark, OCs Additional Tags: Memory Loss, Memory Alteration, Panic Attacks, Epistolary, Public Relations, Pining, Social Media, modern life adjustment, OT3, OT4, Selfies, self-redemption, Bucky Barnes Returns, Bucky Barnes Remembers, Bucky Barnes Needs a Hug, Natasha Feels, Protective Natasha, Steve Needs a Hug, Awesome Sam Wilson, Post-Captain America: The Winter Soldier, Ensemble Cast, close 3rd person POV, POV Alternating, winter widow - Freeform, Freebird - Freeform, Pop music, strong OCs, Bucky Barnes Feels, Bucky Holds Himself At Gunpoint, bucky has opinions on rap

Series: Part 1 of Choice Is Not A Word A Bullet Knows

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With some Clint/Natasha, Bucky/Natasha, Steve/Sam pining, a whole bunch of friendship dynamics, gratuitous pop culture references (Bucky is obsessed with pop music, as a coping strategy), slash, het, and a lot of cussing.

I Came to Win (13718 words) by Philyra Chapters: 1/1 Fandom:Marvel Cinematic Universe Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Characters: Pepper Potts, Melinda May, Christine Everhart, Maya Hansen, Maria Hill, Natasha Romanov, Victoria Hand, Carol Danvers, Bobbi Morse, Jessica Drew, Tony Stark, Nick Fury, Darcy Lewis, Betty Ross Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Hockey, Women Being Awesome, Female Friendship, Podfic Available Series: Part 1 of Get ready for it

Summary: Pepper Potts inherits a failing hockey team at 25. She builds her staff and team her way, screw what anyone else thinks. She wants a Stanley Cup.

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Characters: Steve Rogers, James "Bucky" Barnes, Peggy Carter, James "Rhodey" Rhodes, Natasha Romanov, Sam Wilson, Bruce Banner, Nick Fury, Maria Hill, Arnie Roth, Pepper Potts, Tony Stark

Additional Tags: gender performance, queer 1940s Brooklyn, Fairy!Steve, femme!Steve, stevefeels, Union Organizing, Protests, Socialism, superhero ethics, queer ethics, queer friendships, queer communities, Found Family, collective action, Polyamory, Genderqueer Character, Pacifism, Makeup, Pretty Clothes, dressing up, Drawing, Portraiture, Military Kink, Food Kink, coming out stories, staying in stories, joyful sex work, degrading sex work, Homophobia, Heterosexism, Racism, gender essentialism, Femmephobia, Ableism, Racial slurs, LGBT slurs, Body Dysphoria, canon forced masculinization, non-consensual experimentation on people, Experimentation on Children, children in peril, child death (offscreen and brief), Eugenics, Police Brutality, criminalized homosexuality, military segregation, Canon character deaths, OC character deaths, Everyone Is Poly Because Avengers, everyone is queer because Steve, Steve Rogers: Cartoonist of the Revolution, Steve Rogers: power bottom, Steve Rogers' Fighting Queers, bad becomes worse-good becomes great-queer becomes superqueer

Summary: Steve Rogers isn't a self-made man.

Or, how a tough little Brooklyn fairy got turned into Captain America, and then turned back.

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Additional Tags: Post-Movie(s), Max is not good at having Feels, Slow Burn, Boltcutters are the new symbol of the Citadel, Recovery, Healing, Past Rape/Non-con, Sexual Content, Miss Giddy is the tattoo artist of the Citadel, Keeper of the Seeds is Max's newest ghost, Worldbuilding, Forehead Touching

Summary: Max thought he'd never want to see the Citadel again. And yet here he is and he isn't sure why. Furiosa greets him like this was always the plan, like he is one of her scouts. She looks strong and healthy again, recovered from her wound. Perhaps that is what he came to see?

He tells himself: 'One day. Supplies and water and food'. And then 'Maybe a night rest'.

Three days later he drives away, determined not to return.

(Three months later the Citadel comes into sight again)

Wizardry By Consent (61991 words) by Sixthlight Chapters: 5/5 Fandom:Rivers of London - Ben Aaronovitch Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Peter Grant/Thomas Nightingale Characters: Peter Grant, Thomas Nightingale, Cecelia Tyburn Thames, Abigail Kamara, Original Characters Additional Tags: Future Fic, Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, the Senior Officer Peter AU, also featuring, Lesley May - Freeform, Beverley Brook - Freeform, Molly - Freeform, and the rest of the Usual Suspects Series: Part 1 of The Senior Officer Peter AU

Summary: Fifteen years after a headless body was discovered in Covent Garden, Thomas Nightingale is still the last wizard in Britain, and Peter Grant, newly appointed Commander for Community Engagement in the Metropolitan Police Service, has just learned the truth about the existence of the Folly.

He has one or two questions.

Like Ephraim and Menasheh (2921 words) by Starlightify Chapters: 1/1 Fandom:DCU Rating: General Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Jonathan Kent/Martha Kent Characters: Jonathan Kent, Martha Kent, Clark Kent Additional Tags: Alien Biology, Trans Character, Autism, Disabled Character, neurodivergent character, Parent-Child Relationship, Jewish Character, martha and jonathan kent's adventures in raising a space baby Series: Part 1 of repairing the world

Summary: There's not exactly a manual on how to raise a space baby. Martha and Jonathan do the best they can.

All the Roofs of Uncertainty (70065 words) by Kieron_ODuibhir Chapters: 12/12 Fandom:Batman (Comics),Batman - All Media Types,DCU Rating: General Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Dick Grayson & Jason Todd, Jason Todd & Leslie Thompkins, Jason Todd & Bruce Wayne Characters: Jason Todd, Dick Grayson, Wally West, Leslie Thompkins, Tim Drake, Damian Wayne, Bruce Wayne, Stephanie Brown, Cassandra Cain, Sasha | Scarlet

Additional Tags: Brothers, Blood, Reconciliation, Red Hood - Freeform, Nightwing - Freeform, Hurt/Comfort, You were always the Golden Boy, appearances by Superman and Impulse II, cameos by Static and Bulleteer, Everybody loves Dick Grayson, Angst, Rage, you made a choice, parenting, Wally West is the worst combat therapist, also featuring cameo by Shazam!, Families of Choice, Alfred and Leslie taught Bruce how to be a parent, which might explain a lot, gratuitous canon, Now with added Batman, now with possibly too much Batman, what even is an antihero anyway?, insufferable big brother jason todd, the girls are sadly only in the epilogue

Summary: For all the blood on his hands, Red Hood was never just a villain. And Nightwing never gives up on family, not for good.

(Or: The one where Dick bleeds a lot and Jason argues with everybody.)

In all your wanderings (16073 words) by MirandaTam Chapters: 11/11 Fandom: Star Wars - All Media Types,Star Wars Prequel Trilogy Rating: General Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Characters: Shmi Skywalker, Anakin Skywalker, Qui-Gon Jinn, Padmé Amidala, Obi-Wan Kenobi, Yoda, Mace Windu, Darth Maul, Dooku (Star Wars) Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Slavery, Jedi Shmi, Alternate Universe - Everyone Lives/Nobody Dies, that's the plan at least, Shmi is the best jedi tbh Series: Part 1 of Jedi Shmi AU

Summary: Passion, yet serenity.

Shmi leaves Tatooine with Anakin and goes to the Jedi Temple.

Hindsight is Not Perfect (61864 words) by DAsObiQuiet Chapters: 13/13 Fandom: Star Wars - All Media Types,Star Wars Prequel Trilogy,Star Wars Original Trilogy Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Padmé Amidala/Anakin Skywalker, onesided - Relationship Characters: Anakin Skywalker | Darth Vader, Luke Skywalker, Obi-Wan Kenobi, Shmi Skywalker, Watto (Star Wars), Qui-Gon Jinn, Padmé Amidala, Yoda, Siri Tachi, Palpatine | Darth Sidious, Finis Valorum, Panaka (Star Wars), Mace Windu

Additional Tags: Time Travel, Fix-It of Sorts, Time Travel Fix-It, Redemption, Well he tries Series: Part 1 of Force of Many Sights

Summary: Paved with good intentions or not, the road back from Hell is a difficult, slippery slope for those who choose to walk it as Anakin has. Now he has to face the consequences of his choices, avoid suspicion of everyone from the Jedi Council to Palpatine and try to prevent the future from turning out as badly Before all while somehow finding a way to balance the Force... again!

have you heard (42166 words) by peradi Chapters: 8/8 Fandom:Star Wars - All Media Types,Star Wars Episode VII: The Force Awakens (2015) Rating: Not Rated Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Poe Dameron/Finn, Poe Dameron/Finn/Rey Characters: Poe Dameron, Finn, Phasma, Hux, Kylo Ren, Stormtroopers, Luke Skywalker, Leia Organa, Rey, Han Solo, Snoke Additional Tags: stories, Revolution, The First Order Sucks, stormtroopers - Freeform, Propaganda, finn is the patron saint of revolution, fn-2187 was a storm trooper Series: Part 1 of once there was Summary: "I heard FN-2187 was a Stormtrooper."

Finn sparks a revolution.

Fundamental Force Carriers (87796 words) by tanarill Chapters: 13/13 Fandom: Star Wars - All Media Types,Star Wars Prequel Trilogy,Star Wars: The Clone Wars (2008) - All Media Types,Star Wars Episode III: Revenge of the Sith Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Padmé Amidala/Anakin Skywalker, Anakin Skywalker & Ahsoka Tano, Obi-Wan Kenobi & Anakin Skywalker, Anakin Skywalker & Yoda

Characters: Anakin Skywalker | Darth Vader, Ahsoka Tano, Obi-Wan Kenobi, The Son (Clone Wars), The Father (Clone Wars), Yoda, Mace Windu, Sheev Palpatine | Darth Sidious, Padmé Amidala, CT-7567 | Rex, CT-5597 | Jesse, CT-6116 | Kix, Aang (Star Wars), OMC, OFC, Jocasta Nu, Quinlan Vos, Asajj Ventress, Pong Krell, Ki-Adi-Mundi, Plo Koon, R2-D2, Dooku | Darth Tyranus, Grievous | Qymaen jai Sheelal, CC-2224 | Cody, Saesee Tiin, Oppo Rancisis, Adi Gallia, Even Piell, Han Solo, Kit Fisto, Agen Kolar, Shaak Ti

Additional Tags: Time Travel, Alternate Universe - Time Travel, Fix-It, Time Travel Fix-It, Lightsabers, Meditation, Feels, Training, Jedi Training, Lightsaber Battles, The Force, The Dark Side of the Force, BAMF!Anakin, Clones, News Media, Mental Health Issues, Therapy, Mathematics, Quantum Mechanics

Series: Part 1 of Probability Matrices

Summary: The Sith Lord Darth Vader lived his life. He probably didn't live it well, but he lived it as well as he knew how. At the end there, he'd even managed to woman up and kill Sidious. But he was dying, and at peace with the past.

The past wasn't at peace with him.

Brooklyn Boys (8332 words) by SleepsWithCoyotes Chapters: 1/1 Fandom:Marvel Cinematic Universe,Captain America (Movies),The Avengers (Marvel Movies) Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence Relationships: James "Bucky" Barnes/Steve Rogers Characters: James "Bucky" Barnes, Jotunheim Beast, Steve Rogers, Tony Stark, Sam Wilson (Marvel), Thor (Marvel), Friday (Marvel) Additional Tags: Gen or Pre-Slash, Not Captain America: Civil War (Movie) Compliant

Summary: The stray picks up a stray.

4 Minute Window (24127 words) by Speranza Chapters: 1/1 Fandom:Captain America (Movies),Marvel Cinematic Universe Rating: Explicit Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: James "Bucky" Barnes/Steve Rogers Characters: Natasha Romanov, Clint Barton, Tony Stark, Pepper Potts, Sam Wilson (Marvel), Peggy Carter Additional Tags: Surveillance, It's Like Grand Central Station In Here, Brooklyn Boys, Power Couple, People Are Sick of Conceptual Art Series: Part 1 of 4 Minute Window

Summary: "Look, if they catch me," Bucky muttered, "they're either going to kill me or they're going to put me in a box with a little window and—Steve, I can't."

This, You Protect (64326 words) by owlet Chapters: 33/33 Fandom:Captain America (Movies),Marvel Cinematic Universe Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: James "Bucky" Barnes & Steve Rogers Characters: James "Bucky" Barnes, Steve Rogers, Sam Wilson (Marvel), Natasha Romanov, Tony Stark, Jarvis (Iron Man movies), Pepper Potts, Clint Barton Additional Tags: Humor, I hope humor anyway, cursing, Protection, Strong feelings about coffee, slightly off-canon, Steve is sassy, sam is sassy, Bucky is sassy, Everyone has their sassy pants on, just accept that grilled cheese is the perfect food, old people are Team Bucky Series: Part 1 of Infinite Coffee and Protection Detail

Summary: The mission resets abruptly, from objective: kill to objective: protect

Ain't No Grave (Can Keep My Body Down) (107076 words) by spitandvinegar Chapters: 10/10 Fandom:Captain America - All Media Types,Marvel Rating: Mature Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: James "Bucky" Barnes/Steve Rogers Characters: Steve Rogers, James "Bucky" Barnes, Sam Wilson (Marvel), Natasha Romanov, Tony Stark, Clint Barton, Phil Coulson, Original Characters, Pepper Potts, Matt Murdock, Franklin "Foggy" Nelson, Claire Temple

Additional Tags: Post-Captain America: The Winter Soldier, Post-Traumatic Stress Disorder - PTSD, Drug Abuse, Homelessness, Jewish Bucky Barnes, Catholic Steve Rogers, Religious Imagery & Symbolism, Artist Steve Rogers, Identity Issues, POV Alternating, Not Avengers: Age of Ultron (Movie) Compliant, because I am a desert pony that runs as wild and free as the wind, Period Typical Attitudes, Masturbation, Past Peggy Carter/Steve Rogers, original kid characters, a coupla goddamn kids, Pinkberry, Past Rape/Non-con

Series: Part 2 of Ain't No Grave

Summary: It's six in the morning, and Steve is heading out on a run when he nearly trips over a bouquet of sunflowers on the front steps of his brownstone.

For a second paranoia takes over, and he kicks the flowers a little, waiting for them to explode. They don't. They also came with a card, which he picks up. The front of the card has a tasteful picture of the Brooklyn bridge at sunset. It's very nice and sedate, like the kind of card you would buy to give to your boss. On the inside someone has written a short message in big, shaky block letters.

I AM SORRY FOR SHOOTING YOU.

Steve sits down hard on the steps.

Don't Stop Believing (205901 words) by kianspo Chapters: 11/11 Fandom:Star Trek (2009),Star Trek: Alternate Original Series (Movies) Rating: Explicit Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: James T. Kirk/Spock, Christopher Pike/Spock, Spock/Nyota Uhura Additional Tags: Action/Adventure, First Time, Angst, Drama, Ensemble Cast, Slow Burn, Enemies to Friends to Lovers Series: Part 2 of Don't Stop Believing

Summary: The story follows Spock from his own days as a cadet at Starfleet Academy to the ‘present day’ when he’s Kirk’s first officer and the Enterprise is on its five-year mission. Essentially, the story of Spock’s first real love followed by the story of him finding the love of his life. Ad astra per aspera.

Kal'i'farr heh T'naehm (11198 words) by sixbeforelunch Chapters: 1/1 Fandom:Star Trek, Star Trek: Deep Space Nine Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Original Female Character/Original Male Character Characters: Original Vulcan Character(s) Additional Tags: Vulcan, Vulcan Culture, Alien Culture, Pon Farr, Marriage, The Dominion War - Freeform, world building, action takes place over a single day, tight focus, tight 3rd person POV, Ordinary People, Little Brothers, Big Sisters, architecture nerds, linguistics nerds, Sherlock Holmes fans, Clans, alien ceremonies, Arranged Marriage, Alien Food, Food, Cooking, Telepathy, Mental bonds, Telepathic Bonds, Parents and Children, Communication, no canon characters Series: Part 1 of Pi'maat Summary: A meditation on marriage and war, from a Vulcan perspective, on the eve of the Dominion War.

Stubborn Mouths: Humans In Translation (62940 words) by Hannah Chapters: 23/23 Fandom: Star Trek: Deep Space Nine Rating: Mature Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Julian Bashir/Elim Garak Characters: Julian Bashir, Elim Garak, Jadzia Dax, Odo (Star Trek), Kira Nerys, Quark (Star Trek), Miles O'Brien, Keiko O'Brien, Benjamin Sisko, Minor Characters

Additional Tags: Disability, Disabled Character of Color, Autism, Canon Character of Color, Neurodiversity, Implied/Referenced Child Abuse, Alien Cultural Differences, Judaism, Jews In Space, exploring replicator limitations, Literary References & Allusions, Neko Case - Freeform, Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Autistic Character

Summary: If you’re sending yourself out to the edge of civilization, people expect it to be done for fame and glory – but then, Julian Bashir has never been what’s expected of him. He’s quite happy to agree with the reasons other people provide, because he isn’t sharing the private whys and wherefores when people are more than happy to fill in the gaps themselves. There are other, better things to worry about, work to be done and friends to be made – possibly even a lover, if he’s lucky…

...all while fighting to maintain his worth, and remain exactly who he’s always been.

A Bit Too Much Good Work (96074 words) by a_t_rain Chapters: 25/25 Fandom: Vorkosigan Saga - Lois McMaster Bujold Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Rish/Byerly Vorrutyer Characters: Byerly Vorrutyer, Rish, Ivan Vorpatril, Alys Vorpatril, Tej Arqua Vorpatril, Donna Vorrutyer | Dono Vorrutyer Additional Tags: Politics, Case Fic, Class Issues, Book: Captain Vorpatril's Alliance, Imperial Security, Spies & Secret Agents, Cultural Differences

Summary: Behind the scenes of Captain Vorpatril's Alliance, Byerly grapples with bomb threats, Council of Counts politics, fallout from a previous case, and the difficulty of maintaining a romance when one's profession blurs the lines between lovers, colleagues, witnesses, and suspects.

Rise Up (2711 words) by hollimichele Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Sleepy Hollow (TV), Hamilton - Miranda Rating: General Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Characters: Ichabod Crane, Abbie Mills (Sleepy Hollow), Alexander Hamilton Additional Tags: RPF, sort of? technically? Series: Part 1 of Don't Be Shocked When Your Hist'ry Book Mentions Me Summary: “I call bullshit,” Abbie said, ten steps into the secret crypt beneath Trinity Church.

Honor Among Thieves (225021 words) by Bracketyjack Chapters: 8/8 Fandom:Honor Harrington Series - David Weber Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Additional Tags: Alternative Universe - Canon Divergence Summary: An Alternative Honorverse Novel.

I know the extended story-arc is one of the great glories of the Honorverse, but haven't you ever, ploughing through the latest best-selling doorstop, wanted radically to short-circuit the whole thing, and see those morally defective, small-souled Manticoran aristocrats taken down hard? And all Detweilers and Kolokoltsovs whatsoever fed to a vengeful passel of treecats, with BBQ sauce? I know I have ...

Going Native (151814 words) by Rap541 Chapters: 67/67 Fandom:Battlestar Galactica (2003),Star Trek: The Next Generation Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence Characters: Felix Gaeta, Kara "Starbuck" Thrace, Lee "Apollo" Adama, Anastasia "Dee" Dualla, William Adama, Laura Roslin, Jean-Luc Picard, Saul Tigh, William Riker, Beverly Crusher, Worf (Star Trek:TNG/DS9), Reginald Barclay Additional Tags: Crossover, Fix-It Summary: What do you do when you're a lost Starfleet officer in the Beta Quadrant? You blend in and hope for the best.

Digging for the Bones by Paganaidd (203178 words) by Paganaidd Chapters: 62/62 Fandom:Harry Potter - J. K. Rowling Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence, Major Character Death Characters: Severus Snape, Harry Potter Additional Tags: Severitus, Suicidal Thoughts, Suicide Attempt, Panic Attack, Depression

Summary: Rather than allowing Harry to stay at Diagon Alley after he blew up Aunt Marge, the Ministry sends Harry back to the Dursleys. Harry returns to school after a terrible summer, to find that he's not the only one with this kind of secret. A student has been killed by his family. New screening measures are put into place by the Ministry: Every student must be given a medical exam and interview to look for child abuse. With Dumbledore facing an inquiry, Snape is entrusted with the task of making sure EVERYONE receives one.

The first chapter contains a character death and the whole story is quite dark. It begins at the beginning of Prisoner of Azkaban and is AU thereafter. Also note: this story is a "Snape is Harry's biological dad" story. This is not supposed to be the central theme of the story, but people have gotten annoyed that I didn't tell them at the beginning. D.S.S. Requirement by esama (30k) Harry Potter AU/Stargate The Dumbledore's Army use the Room of the Requirement to get themselves a spaceship.  

The Best Revenge (and it's sequel) by Arsinoe de Blassenville, 213k and 108k Harry Potter AU. Yes, the old Snape retrieves Harry from the Dursleys formula. I just had to write one. Everything changes, because the best revenge is living well. T for Mentor Snape's occasional naughty language. Supportive Minerva.

There was an Old Woman Who Lived in a Shoe (77571 words) by Shoshanah-ben-hohim Chapters: 5/5 Fandom: Hockey RPF Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Sidney Crosby/Evgeni Malkin Characters: Evgeni Malkin, Sidney Crosby, Mario Lemieux, Sergei Gonchar Additional Tags: Ensemble Cast, Kid Fic, Original Character(s), Pittsburgh Penguins, Washington Capitals, St. Louis Blues, New York Rangers, Columbus Blue Jackets, 2018 Winter Olympics, Homophobia, Xenophobia, Child Neglect, Implied/Referenced Child Abuse, Mutual Pining Series: Part 1 of There was an Old Woman Who Lived in a Shoe

Summary: Amidst rising political tensions between Russia and NATO countries, the KHL and NHL failed to renew their labor agreement this summer. Due to the failed agreement and intense political pressure at home, the Russian NHL players do not return to the NHL.

By March, Geno has played almost a season in Russia, and accepts this is his new reality, no matter how much he misses Sid – until he finds the first child. This sets him and everyone he involves down a dangerous path of international intrigue. Flightless Birds by RedandGreen, 94k words Hockey RPF genderbender Sid's hair is a thing. It's her thing, and she's always a girl even when she's a hockey player. (tw: sexual assault)  

Fastening One Heart to Every Falling Thing (51519 words) by thefourthvine Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Hockey RPF Rating: Explicit Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Sidney Crosby/Evgeni Malkin, Evgeni Malkin/Alexander Ovechkin Additional Tags: Alternate Universe, Alternate Universe - Soulbond, Trope Subversion/Inversion, Spacetoaster, Podfic Available, No Miracle Cure

Summary: Geno can't. Sidney won't.

To Bear is to Conquer Our Fate (106365 words) by Shem Chapters: 34/34 Fandom:Pride and Prejudice - Jane Austen ating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Kitty Bennet/Fitzwilliam Darcy Characters: Kitty Bennet, Fitzwilliam Darcy Summary: The day after the Netherfield Ball, a simple walk through the countryside has wide reaching consequences for Mr Darcy and a certain young lady from Longbourn.

The Brighton Effect (74644 words) by Shem Chapters: 29/29 Fandom: Pride and Prejudice - Jane Austen ating: General Audiences Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Catherine Bennet/Other(s), Elizabeth Bennet/Fitzwilliam Darcy, Jane Bennet/Charles Bingley Series: Part 1 of The Effect Summary: Kitty's chance to go to Brighton with Lydia may just change everyone's fate

Fair Winds and Homeward Sail (49011 words) by Ione Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Persuasion - Jane Austen Rating: Not Rated Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Admiral Croft/Sophia Croft, Anne Elliot/Frederick Wentworth Characters: Sophia Croft, Anne Elliot, Admiral Croft, Frederick Wentworth, Louisa Musgrove, Lady Russell, Mary Musgrove, Charles Musgrove, Captain Harville Additional Tags: The Royal Navy, References to Jane Austen, Regency Summary: Sophia Wentworth was devoted to her brothers before she found happiness. Then she wanted the same for Frederick . . .

Lydia, still (2719 words) by tree Chapters: 4/4 Fandom: Pride and Prejudice - Jane Austen, Star Trek: The Next Generation Rating: General Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Characters: Lydia Bennet, Data (Star Trek), Jean-Luc Picard Additional Tags: Crossovers & Fandom Fusions, Epistolary, Holodecks/Holosuites, I Don't Even Know Summary: Rocks fall. Everyone dies.

Except Lydia.

Square Peg in a Round Hole, or Junior Year of High School, Revised, A Clones Tale (42497 words) by MarbleGlove Chapters: 13/13 Fandom:Highlander: The Series,Stargate SG-1 Rating: General Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Characters: Methos, Clone Jack O'Neill, Daniel Jackson, Teal'c, General Hammond, Jack O'Neill Additional Tags: post Fragile Balance, Crossover Series: Part 1 of A Square Peg in a Round Hole Summary: Methos was just spending a year as a high school teacher; Jake O'Neil was just trying to be someone other than Jack O'Neill; neither are simple individuals.

Change Is Only The Beginning (78449 words) by ivorygates Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Stargate SG-1 Rating: General Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Jack O'Neill/Danielle Jackson Characters: Jack O'Neill, Danielle Jackson, Charlie Kawalsky, Ra (SG-1), Skaara (SG-1), Sha're (SG-1), Catherine Langford Additional Tags: Stargate the Movie AU, Girl!Daniel Summary: The One Where: Catherine Langford hired the wrong archaeologist for Project Giza, Dani Jackson joins a lesbian rock band, Jack isn't quite sure what he wants, and Gary Meyers gets a makeover.

AKA: Ivory Writes A Harlequin Romance...

Warning: incipient babies.

Said the Joker to the Thief (41898 words) by ivorygates, greenbirds Chapters: 1/1 Fandom:Stargate SG-1,NCIS ating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Series: Part 1 of Joker'verse Summary: If this isn't the absolute worst Monday Gibbs has ever experienced, it's certainly in the top ten.

And do my spiriting gently (1478 words) by thinlizzy2 Chapters: 1/1 Fandom:The Tempest - Shakespeare ating: General Audiences Warnings: Major Character Death Characters: Ariel, Prospero, Miranda Summary: All is not as it seems on Prospero's island, but that is no coincidence. The island is Ariel's domain, and zie is the one who shapes the reality there.

World Ain't Ready (185796 words) by idiopathicsmile Chapters: 16/16 Fandom: Les Misérables - All Media Types Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Enjolras/Grantaire, background Courfeyrac/Jean Prouvaire - Relationship Characters: Grantaire (Les Misérables), Enjolras (Les Misérables), Éponine Thénardier, Jean "Jehan" Prouvaire, Courfeyrac (Les Misérables), Bahorel (Les Misérables), Marius Pontmercy, Cosette Fauchelevent, Joly (Les Misérables), Bossuet Laigle, Musichetta (Les Misérables) Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Modern Setting, Alternate Universe - High School Summary: Enjolras presses his lips together. He already looks pained, and Grantaire hasn't even opened his mouth yet. That's got to be a record, even for them.

"I need a favor," he says at last.

"With what?" says Grantaire. "Ooh, are you forming a cult? Can I join? I'd be awesome at cults, I just know it." He ticks off his qualifications on his fingers. "I love chanting, I look great in robes—"

(High school AU. Grantaire the disaffected stoner is pulled into a cause bigger than himself. Or: in which there are pretend boyfriends for great justice.)

Admit Me, Chorus to This History (35091 words) by Morgyn Leri Chapters: 4/4 Fandom: 15th Century CE RPF,Henry V - Shakespeare Rating: Mature Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence, Major Character Death Relationships: Henry V of England/Blanche Stretton (OFC) Characters: Henry V of England, Henry IV of England, Thomas Beaufort, Henry Scroop, Katherine of Valois, John of Lancaster: Duke of Bedford, Humphrey of Lancaster: Duke of Gloucester, Blanche Stretton (OFC), James Stretton (OMC), Robert of Stretton (OMC) Additional Tags: Alternate Universe, GFY, Don’t copy to another site Series: Part 1 of Mistress to Queen

Summary: An alternate history or alternate reality, if you will, wherein what some might call a romance is played out between a prince whose passions are power and war and a girl who wants nothing so much as family.

Hail Mary (191627 words) by galaxysoup Chapters: 23/23 Fandom:Supernatural Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Characters: Mary Winchester, Castiel, Dean Winchester, Sam Winchester, Missouri Moseley, Jody Mills, Ephraim (Supernatural), Joshua (Supernatural), Malachi (Supernatural), Theo (Supernatural), Crowley (Supernatural), Ezekiel | Gadreel, Cain (Supernatural), Tara (Supernatural: First Born), Garth Fitzgerald IV, Charlie Bradbury, Dorothy Baum, Muriel (Supernatural), Jim Murphy, Ellen Harvelle, Jo Harvelle, Tamara (Supernatural), Isaac (Supernatural), Kevin Tran, Linda Tran, Rufus Turner, Deanna Campbell, Victor Henriksen, Caleb (Supernatural), Annie Hawkins, Bartholomew (Supernatural), Original Characters, Bela Talbot, Hannah (Supernatural)

Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, BAMF Mary Winchester, BAMF Castiel, POV Mary Winchester, Human Castiel, Male-Female Friendship, Post-Episode: s09e03 I'm No Angel, Angst, Action/Adventure, Hurt/Comfort, Hurt Castiel, Canon-Typical Violence, John Winchester's A+ Parenting, Sick Castiel, Minor Character Death, Apocalypse Series: Part 1 of Hail Mary-verse

Summary:Take one newly human ex-angel on the run from Heaven. Combine with one mysteriously resurrected and increasingly pissed off Mary Winchester. Add overtones of Apocalypse. Shake well.

she's gotta be strong to fight them (25476 words) by stars_inthe_sky Chapters: 7/7 Fandom:Terminator: The Sarah Connor Chronicles,Terminator - All Media Types,Terminator (Movies),The Terminator (1984),Terminator 2: Judgment Day (1991) Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings, Graphic Depictions Of Violence Characters: Savannah Weaver, Sarah Connor, Lauren Fields, Sydney Fields, James Ellison, Martin Bedell, Jesse Flores, Original Characters, Original Male Character(s), Original Female Character(s) Additional Tags: Families of Choice, Unconventional Families, Mother-Daughter Relationship, Episode: s02e22 Born to Run, Training, Survival Training, Bechdel Test Pass, Apocalypse, Pre-Apocalypse, Alternate Timelines, Alternate Canon

Series: Part 1 of tell me where your strength lies

Summary: Sarah rises and hugs her so tightly that Savannah’s wet towel soaks through her sweater. “What did you mean, before, I saved your life?” Savannah asks, voice muffled by Sarah’s shoulder. “I didn’t do anything.”

After “Born to Run,” they’re just a kid without a mom and a mom without a kid. But a storm is still coming. (First in a series)

Through An Open Window (75068 words) by LMA Chapters: 34/34 Fandom: Babylon 5 Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Valen (Jeffrey Sinclair)/Catherine Sakai, Sinclair & Delenn Characters: Valen (Jeffrey Sinclair), Catherine Sakai, Delenn, Draal, Zathras, Kosh Summary: Recounts the story of Jeffrey Sinclair's early years as Valen and his reunion with his fiancee Catherine Sakai; Delenn learns what happened to her friend by using the Great Machine. Originally published in 1996.

(The sequel is Summoned) Legend by ShayneT (100k words) Buffy/Star Trek TNG Summary: Trapped by an alien collector, Lieutenant Commander Data discovers an early 21st century android excavated from the ruins of Sunnydale and a capsule containing the frozen body of one of the Eugenic wars most notorious figures...Buffy Summers.

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More First Person POV Fics

As promised, I have gone through my bookmarks and culled out more first-person POV fics.

See Part 1 here

Bedtime Stories (34388 words) by Liketheriver Rating: Mature Relationships: Sherlock Holmes/John Watson Summary: John's POV during Season 2 and beyond when Sherlock takes up semi-permanent residence in his bed. A collection of codas and missing scenes wrapped up into one long fic and topped with a bow that takes the story beyond Reichenbach and into happy territory once more. Major spoilers (i.e all of them) for Season 2.

Ford (31744 words) by theshopislocal Rating: Mature Relationships: Sherlock Holmes/John Watson, Mary Morstan/John Watson, John Watson/Original Male Character(s) Summary: He turns back round then and looks down at me, eyes curious. “Your name, W.S.S. Holmes.” That’s not my name. “Is it Walter? Or Wilbur? Maybe something really awful like, er,” he smiles wryly, “Willoughby? Winchester?” I feel my face go blank as my body numbs over. “Scott,” I say, voice devoid of emotion. “My name is Scott.”

History, Repeating Itself (45489 words) by gyzym Rating: Mature Relationships: Sherlock Holmes/John Watson, Irene Adler/Mycroft "Miles" Holmes Summary: John Watson is a med student, a war veteran, and, by and large, a fairly sensible person. He had every chance to run. (Note this is a Ritchie Holmes AU set in the modern day)

I wake up and I wake up and you're still dead (24226 words) by thisprettywren Rating: Mature Characters: John Watson, Molly Hooper Summary: Sherlock isn't the only one who's lost.

La plus belle des ruses (22141 words) by unpopcultural Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Relationships: Sherlock Holmes/John Watson Summary: Sherlock expects to wake up in Baker Street, ready to hunt down Jim Moriarty for the last time. Instead, he awakens in a mental hospital. According to Mycroft and the doctor, the events of the past five years never happened. They tell Sherlock that his memories are an elaborate hallucination brought on by drug addiction and mental illness. The good thing: Moriarty may not exist outside of Sherlock's mind. The bad thing: Neither may John. What is real, and what is a lie? Can Sherlock trust anyone? Most importantly, what will the mind do without his heart?

Lov tobakko ash (17052 words) by pjordha Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Relationships: Sebastian Wilkes/John Watson, Sherlock Holmes/John Watson Summary: When asked if Sebastian Wilkes is good enough for John, Sherlock's reply is an emphatic "Absolutely not." Or, John Watson channels Bridget Jones. Written for a prompt asking for a John/Sherlock reworking of Bridget Jones' Diary (the film).

M for Marriage (28803 words) by RonaSargent Rating: Mature Relationships: Sherlock Holmes/John Watson, Mary Morstan/John Watson Summary: John Watson finds out who he is actually married to. It's not who he thought. Beset with marital problems and with distraction in mind, a distressed John Watson helps Sherlock Holmes on a fast paced, high profile case. Unexpected revelations resolve not just the case but all the unanswered questions from S3.

MURDER IN THE FAMILY (Scarred Part I) (50374 words) by OTP221B Rating: Mature Relationships: Sherlock Holmes/John Watson Summary: Post Season 3, Mary Watson goes missing, and John has been keeping secrets from Sherlock.

Prior Engagements (123798 words) by PlaidAdder Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Relationships: Sherlock Holmes/John Watson, Janine/Harry Watson, Molly Hooper/Greg Lestrade, Mycroft Holmes/Lady Smallwood Summary: Years after Mary melted into the darkness, John and Sherlock are at their wits' end. Rachel Watson, aged nine, is about as difficult as you might expect a child raised by Sherlock Holmes and John Watson to be. But life is no picnic for Rachel, either. John won't even talk about her mother; and ever since Uncle Mycroft was assassinated, Sherlock just hasn't been himself. It doesn't help that the British government is in the hands of a gang of corrupt criminals. John finally decides that the right boarding school might give Rachel the structure she seems to need. It's not until Rachel disappears that he and Sherlock realize that someone else has had the same idea. (Note this has multiple POVs, but one of the main ones is first person.)

The Adventure of the Crossed Streams (23239 words) by mydwynter Rating: Explicit Relationships: Sherlock Holmes/John Watson Summary: I scowled, annoyed as usual by Holmes's intrusion on my privacy. I was afraid that some day he might read something more telling, something more dangerous, and that in uncovering the truth he would ruin our intimate friendship for good. "I’m not exactly feeling up to scratch this morning, Holmes." "And yet your eyebrows continue their semaphore." Christmas Eve day. Come mid-morning, Holmes and Watson find themselves with three gifts, two cases, and one mild hangover. If they're lucky, they won't be additionally burdened with a partridge in a pear tree—though with the direction everything is heading, Watson wouldn't bet against it.

The Red-Handed League (12734 words) by Flangst Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Relationships: Sherlock Holmes/John Watson, Molly Hooper/Greg Lestrade Summary: He sits across from me and sips his tea with a little hum of contentment. I try not to be too conspicuous in my examination of him. The way the sunlight picks up the gold in his hair and makes his head almost glow. The way the fabric of his jeans creases under his knees. The way he sits, his posture; the angle between his open legs and the way he plants his feet on the floor. Solid, comfortable, relaxed. We gravitate towards each other; find equilibrium in each other’s presence. I wish I knew if he loved me the way I love him. I sometimes think he does, but to act on assumptions and be rejected would kill me.

The Top-Secret Livejournal of Sherlock Holmes (23706 words) by malacophilous Rating: Mature Relationships: Sherlock Holmes/John Watson, Sarah Sawyer/John Watson, Sherlock Holmes/Lestrade (Inspector)/John Watson, Sherlock Holmes/Lestrade (Inspector) Summary: Sherlock has a Livejournal, which he updates constantly via his mobile phone and netbook. Everyone offline thinks that he's this stoic super-genius, when in reality he's a bonkers super-genius. Written pre-S2.

Under the Downs (16165 words) by Evenlodes_Friend Rating: Explicit Relationships: Sherlock Holmes/John Watson Summary: Five years after they first meet, a case in rural Sussex changes John and Sherlock's life forever.

What to do When Your Flatmate is Homicidal (58650 words) by hyacinth_sky747 Rating: Explicit

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700+ Followers!

Last time I celebrated, I was at 200, and almost as if it happened overnight, i have over 700 followers - woah. I am eternally grateful for all of you. Many of you have been there for me when my dad passed, or when our dogs passed...Many of you leave super sweet notes on my stories. I appreciate all of you so much, and to show that appreciation, I’m celebrating YOU. So here’s what I’ll do:

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- I’ll write for: Marvel (Avengers, X-Men, Thor/Loki, Dr. Strange), Supernatural, Criminal Minds, Once Upon A Time, Star Wars, Split, John Wick, Beauty and The Beast. Chris Evans, James McAvoy, Sebastian Stan, Keanu Reeves, Tom Hiddleston, Dan Stevens (cuz why not?), Luke Evans, I’m open to suggestions (If I flat out say no, I’ll ask you to send me another person).

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- This starts now and ends on July 8th. I will keep “requests” open until July 8th at 5:00 PM central.

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