#dr wendy carr x reader

[joeltheresa]

pls if you do write for Wendy know you'll win every ounce of love I have to give I'm dying out here

I mean, since you asked so nicely <3

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Pairing: Dr Wendy Carr x (f)!reader

WC: ~1000

Warnings/TWs: Implied sex, (f)!reader because she's very obviously a lesbian BUT I haven't used any gendered language for reader. One night stand-ish.

Notes: Super quick little thing. I've been feeling kind of off with my writing lately, so apologies for that. Not proofread or edited.

Summary: You wake alone after a night together with the most put together lesbian you've ever met.

It’s still dark when you open your eyes. 

The warm body besides you, the one you fell asleep next to, is gone. Your fingers search for it, tap the sheets until you reach the edge of the bed, and pull your hand back to your side. 

Not only is it dark, but it’s freezing. It must be what woke you, because even underneath the covers and a soft, plaid blanket, you’re shivering.

The idea that the owner of the apartment must’ve draped a blanket over you before she opened the window to keep you warm… your insides suddenly feel very funny. 

Doctor Wendy Carr. 

You met last night. It was warm, then. Hot, even. Your top stuck to your back the way clothes always do when summer nights are too warm and humid. The radio had been blaring out Bee Gees and Queen and your hips had been swaying in time to the beat. The man you danced with was an old army vet that had seen both Vietnam and central Europe and was old enough to be your father. 

He came every Friday evening like clockwork. Sometimes he sat in the bar with a cold one, head together with the younger vets. Other times, when his hip didn’t hurt too bad, he joined you on the floor. He always kept his hands at a respectful distance from your bottom and only ever flirted the way queer men do. 

When he needed to sit down (goddamn this hip, sweets), you sat down next to her. She didn’t necessarily look out of place, every sort came through here, but her shoulders were square and the way she stirred her cocktail was almost jerky. She had discarded her suit jacket, but the white button up underneath was still neatly pressed and her ankles were crossed.

Like a lady, you heard your grandma say, somewhere in the back of your head, and your lips tugged up in a half smile.

“You come here a lot?”

Her head snapped up and your eyes met for a moment, and some of the tension seemed to leave her.

“No”, she admitted. Then: “But you do.”

It wasn’t a question. 

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Three hours later, she tugged the covers over you. The sheets were damp with sweat and the room smelled like need, like sex, like love. You had fallen asleep before she returned from the shower.

You find a discarded shirt and tug it on, and find her standing by an open window in the living room.

Wendy only wears the same shirt she had earlier tonight. It’s creased, unlike earlier, and only two of the buttons have been closed. She leans heavily against her right leg, and it almost feels lazy when she sucks in a deep breath of the cigarette.

Your cigarettes. 

“I thought you didn’t smoke”, you say and come to stand next to her. There’s only a moment’s hesitation before you wind an arm around her middle and press your chest to her back, top of your nose finding the crook of her neck. Her hair is still wet and the scent of her perfume lingers, something sweet and heavy you can’t quite place. Her soap must be lavender.

“I don’t”, she replies, but you can hear the smile in her voice. She holds out the smoke for you to take a puff, then has another drag for herself.

“I can see that.”

Silence falls.

Her body feels like a personal heater, where you’re pressed to her. It’s only when you brush against her wet hair that you’re reminded of how cold it is, and both your arms and bare legs have prickled from the chill by the time she puts the cigarette out. She has placed a plate on the window sill, something that shifts in brown or yellow. It’s impossible to tell in the dark.

Despite the freezing night, she keeps the window open for a moment longer. The gentle murmur of a car can be heard in the distance, and voices come from the street below. You believe you can hear the chirp of an early bird, and her breathing is as soothing as a lullaby.

“I have never done this before”, she admits, finally. When the words leave her, it’s as if the remainders of tension from the bar does, as well, and she leans against your body.

You exhale and her hair tickles your nose.

“What? A woman?”

She laughs, and it’s one of those chuckling laughs that almost sound as if they hurt, as if it’s coming from the very pit of her stomach and forces its way out before she can even try to hinder it. It’s impossible not to smile, to feel her happiness in your very soul.

“No”, she replies, when she has managed to catch her breath again. “I’ve never brought someone home, for the night.”

Now, that is difficult to imagine. The way her soft lips felt against your skin, the way her fingers mapped out your  body, the way she found spots to massage you didn’t even know existed.

You move to press your lips to her throat, linger by her pulse to feel it against your lips.

“Doesn’t have to be for the night.”

She laughs again and twists around, until she can wrap both arms around your neck. You bury your face between her collarbones and suck in another breath of that perfume, until it leaves your head swimming with nothing but her.

“I have work!”

You reluctantly pull away to glance around the room, until you find what you’re looking for. The soft tick-tack had lulled you to sleep earlier.

4:26. 

“Already?”

“Already”, she confirms. This time, she tears herself away from you and you straighten. When her eyes dip down to have a quick look at your lips, you don’t hesitate for a second.

She tastes of cold mint. Her lips are just as soft now as they were earlier. “If you stay”, she says, when she pulls away from the kiss and presses her forehead to yours. “Do me a favor and change the sheets. Shower. And brush your teeth.”

[lotties-ashwagandha]

But would you write for Dr. Wendy Carr X reader ?

omg definitely

[6rookie-writer0110]

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Wendy Carr x Female Reader

Summary- Wendy and Reader start to know each other better.

Wendy just broke up with her girlfriend. She knew it was for the best, she really hoped the relationship was going to become serious. Now Wendy is at a different bar drinking and you see her and you went to sit next to her.

”Is everything okay?” You asked.

”As if you care,” Wendy said.

You sighed ”I will leave you alone. Goodnight, Dr. Carr”

You walked away and Wendy watched you walk away. She starts to feel bad and she sighed.

Next day Wendy went to work at Quantico. You are working at your desk and you sit across Holden.

”Y/N, please come to my office now,” Wendy said.

You stand up and followed Wendy to her office. She closed the door and you wait for her to say anything. Wendy turned around now she is facing you.

”Y/N, I apologize for my behavior last night. I shouldn't have spoken to you like that” Wendy said.

”I do care about you. You don't have to tell me about your personal life if you don't want to. But you know I will be there for you” You said.

She nods ”I believe you”

”I will forgive you if you buy me coffee,” You said and she smiled.

”I can do that” Wendy said.

Wendy did buy you coffee and it went well. Since the first day, you met her you developed feelings for her. But she doesn't know that you like women too, you rather keep your sexuality a secret.

After getting breakfast with her, all day you and the others worked hard on cases. You don't notice but Wendy will look at you then look away.

You haven't interviewed a serial killer as Bill and Holden have done before. The boss walked in Gunn

”Wendy, Y/N, and Bill you three will go interview the Co ed Killer,” Gunn said.

”We won't screw up,” Bill said.

”Good,” Gunn said and walked away.

Wendy looks at you.

”Nervous?” Wendy asked.

You lied ”I'm not nervous”

Wendy knows when you are lying, the tone of your voice is a giveaway and you avoid looks. She can sense that you are feeling nervous and a little scared.

Next day

Wendy, You and Bill went to see Ed Kemper. You start to set up the recording system. You three watch him walk inside and the officer takes off the handcuffs. It felt he wouldn't take his eyes off you but you did glare at him. He sat down, Bill introduced the team to Ed.

”Aren’t you too young to be an agent Y/N?” Ed asked.

”I look young but I proved myself that I can be an agent,” You said.

”Interesting,” Ed said.

Wendy asked the first question:

”How did you pick your victims?”

”I would hunt every day. I would watch them and I knew they had to be mine” Ed said.

Ed didn't look away and he kept staring at you. You can feel his eyes on you.

”What did you feel the very moment, when you killed them and had sex with their bodies?” Bill asked.

”It felt good. Knowing they will never leave because of our souls combined into one. You would have been mine Y/N, something about you. I would have kept your body with me” Ed said.

Under the table, Wendy put her hand on your knee for comfort. But you are moving your knee up and down fast.

”What happened if your mother didn't treat you badly?” Bill asked.

Ed didn't look at him.

”Who knows. No women have ever taken the time to get to know me and I didn't know how to speak to women. I have never been on a date” Ed said.

”You can't play God because of what you been through-”

He didn't let you finish your sentence.

”society makes the rules...in order to allow a balance,” Ed said.

”Just because there are rules does not make them always right. What your mother did was abuse Ed, but there are other people who've had abusive parents and were not narcissistic enough to give them the right to play God and kill innocent people” You said.

Ed slams his hand on the table pissed off.

”I would like to go back to my cell,” Ed said.

The officer took him back to his cell and you just walked away from Bill and Wendy.

”Give her space for now,” Bill said.

”I agree,” Wendy said.

You went straight to the hotel, got undressed fast and took a hot shower. An hour later, Wendy is knocking on the door.

”I thought maybe we can go to a bar, just me and you,” Wendy said.

”I will like that. Come in and I will get ready” You said.

Wendy walked into the room, you grabbed your clothes and went to the bathroom to change.

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You and Wendy sat at the booth, she is drinking wine and you are drinking whiskey. Wendy put her hand on top of your hand.

”Y/N, whenever you need to talk, I'm here for you,” Wendy said.

”Growing up, my father told me seeking for help it's a sign of weakness. I'm used to bottling up everything” You said.

She held your hand a little tighter.

”Don’t ever think that. You are not weak. I'm not a therapist but I will be there for you when you need someone” Wendy said.

”If you need me too I will be there,” You said.

Since the trip to California, you and Wendy start to get closer. Now at sitting at the bar with her. A guy starts to flirt with you and Wendy watches you see what you will do next.

”Maybe, we can go somewhere to be alone,” He said.

”I’m not interested,” You said.

”Oh playing hard to get, I like that” He smirked.

”You don't get the hint, do you. Maybe, you will like a bullet between your legs?” You said.

He walks away and called you a bitch.

”If he didn't leave after what you said, well he will be insane and we have seen worse,” Wendy said.

”Men are not my type,” You said.

"What can I get you?" flirty Bartender staring at you and your lips. Wendy to sit at the booth and she waits for you.

Wendy noticed that the bartender's eyes are literally eating you she has a small glare behind her wine glass.

You reached for your wallet and pay for the drinks

”Yeah, another round please," You said giving her a generous tip.

”Wait,” She said.

”Yes?” You said.

She wrote down her phone number on a napkin and gave it to you.

You just smile as you quickly bring the drinks.

”Maybe now we can have some privacy and I can actually hear you talk,” You said.

”Whatever you say,” Wendy said without looking at you.

Wendy noticed the phone number because you put it on the table.

Later, you and Wendy left the bar, but you can't walk a straight line.

”Y/N, you are coming home with me,” Wendy said.

Wendy has to help you stand up. She got a cab and you two got inside. While sitting in the back, Wendy put her hand on your knee. She thinks if you like her, you don't move her hand away and if you don't like her then you move away. You put your hand on top of her hand, you or Wendy don't say a word.

Once inside Wendy’s apartment, she took you to her bedroom.

”I will sleep on the couch,” You said.

”No. The couch is very uncomfortable, sleep here and I won't take no for answer” Wendy said.

”I love it when you are sassy,” You said.

You lie down and Wendy couldn't help to smile.

Wendy picked up your foot to take off your shoes. Then you sat up, you looked up at her, then Wendy placed her hand on your cheek and you kissed her hand. You look back at her and she stares into your eyes.

Wendy bends down to kiss you, you gently pulled her closer to you.

Now on the bed, kissing each other.

”Wait wait, I really do like like like you Wendy. I don't want this to be a one night stand or anything” You said.

She kissed you again.

”I really like you too, a lot,” Wendy said.

”We have a problem...” You said.

Wendy sat up and frowns.

”Are you getting sick?” Wendy asked

”No... I’m just feeling really hot at the moment. Who turned on the furnace?” You said.

Wendy giggled.

You wake up and you smell the food, you are definitely feeling hungry. You walked out of her bedroom, you remember some parts of what happened last night. You remember that you kissed her, you don't know if you can kiss her again.

You see Wendy put the food on the table. You walked closer to her, she put your hair behind your ear.

”Thanks for breakfast,” You said.

You and Wendy sat down, start to eat together.

”Y/N, slow down I don't want you to choke. I will make you more” Wendy said.

”I’m really hungry. And the food is good” You said.

Wendy smiled and she starts to drink her coffee.

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You and Wendy are alone, you are mostly at your desk. Wendy walked by and told you to follow her, you did follow her to her office. She is against the desk, she pulled you closer to her.

She wrapped her arms around you and she starts to kiss you. She starts to kiss your jaw and going down to your neck. She did leave a hickey on your neck, then she stopped.

”Come over to my place after work?” Wendy asked.

”Okay. What are we?” You asked.

”I want you to be my girlfriend,” Wendy said.

You smiled at her.

”I like the sound of that,” You said.

You kiss her again.

All-day you tried to hide the hickey on your neck.

”What is that on your neck?” Holden asked.

”It’s nothing,” You said.

”Do you and your boyfriend, want to go on a double date with Debbie and I?” Holden asked.

”Actually, I have plans tonight and I won't make it,” You said.

”Next time then,” Holden said.

You didn't say anything back to him.

After work, before going to Wendy’s place you bought take-out food and wine.

After dinner, you and Wendy cuddle in bed, she has her arms wrapped around you. She kissed your head and you looked at her.

”I had feelings for you since the first day I met you. Right now it feels like a dream and I don't want to wake up” You said.

”It's not a dream. I always liked you, but I didn't know you played for the other team. But what happened at the bar and when we first kissed, I knew I wanted to be with you. Now that we are together, I'm happy” Wendy said.

Wendy kissed you.

[joeltheresa]

So there’s only like two Dr Wendy Carr x reader fics huh