#fanfic de spencer reid

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"De leurs griffes à tes bras"

Résumé : Alex, brisée par des relations abusives, tente de fuir après une nuit avec Spencer. Il la retient, patient et aimant, tandis qu’elle affronte les souvenirs d’un passé marqué par la soumission et la douleur. Peu à peu, il lui montre qu’elle mérite mieux.

Avertissements :Thèmes de traumatismes passés, relations toxiques, consentement, et reconstruction émotionnelle.

--- La chambre était plongée dans une douce pénombre, seulement troublée par la lueur vacillante des bougies.

Alex se redressa lentement, laissant glisser ses jambes hors du lit. Elle tira le drap autour d’elle, son esprit en proie à des pensées confuses.

Elle connaissait ce schéma par cœur : la passion, suivie de la distance, puis le départ inévitable. Pourtant, cette fois, alors qu’elle s’apprêtait à quitter la pièce, une voix douce, empreinte de chaleur, l’arrêta.

« Alex. » Elle se figea, ses épaules se crispant légèrement. Spencer était éveillé, ses yeux reflétant une tendresse teintée d’inquiétude.

« Tu vas où ? » demanda-t-il doucement en s’asseyant dans le lit, la couverture glissant sur ses hanches. Elle détourna le regard, serrant un peu plus le drap autour d’elle.

« Je... Je pensais te laisser un peu de temps. » Spencer tendit une main vers elle, son ton calme mais insistant. « Du temps pour quoi ? »

Alex hésita.

« Pour partir », murmura-t-elle, évitant son regard. Il attrapa délicatement son poignet, l’attirant doucement vers lui. « Je ne vais nulle part, » souffla-t-il, ses yeux cherchant les siens.

Elle resta immobile un instant, tentée de reculer, de fuir comme elle l’avait toujours fait. Mais il ne la laissa pas s’échapper, l’entourant de ses bras d’une étreinte rassurante.

Elle pouvait sentir la chaleur de son corps, la sincérité dans chacun de ses gestes. « Pourquoi es-tu encore là ? » murmura-t-elle, sa voix tremblante.

Spencer posa une main sur sa joue, son regard ne vacillant pas. « Parce qu’après ce qu’on vient de vivre, je veux être là. Pas seulement pour le plaisir, mais pour ce que nous sommes ensemble. »

Ces mots déclenchèrent en elle un flot d’émotions qu’elle ne pouvait plus contenir. Des souvenirs qu’elle avait si longtemps enfouis refirent surface.

--- **Flashback :**

Elle était assise sur le siège passager d’une voiture luxueuse, le cuir froid contre sa peau. L’homme à côté d’elle lui adressait un sourire condescendant. « Tu es vraiment mignonne quand tu te tais, » avait-il dit en posant une main possessive sur sa cuisse. Elle avait voulu protester, mais les mots étaient restés coincés dans sa gorge. « Tu veux me faire plaisir, n’est-ce pas ? » Le regard insistant, les attentes implicites, la peur de décevoir... Elle s’était figée, obéissant sans réfléchir.

--- **Présent :**

« Je n’ai jamais eu de relations comme celle-ci, » murmura-t-elle, sa voix à peine audible. Spencer fronça légèrement les sourcils. « Qu’est-ce que tu veux dire ? »

Elle inspira profondément. « Les hommes avec qui j’ai été... tout était toujours à leur mani��re, pour leur plaisir. Moi, je n’étais qu’un moyen pour eux. »

Spencer sentit une colère sourde monter en lui, mais il la ravala, serrant doucement la main d’Alex dans la sienne.

« Tu n’étais pas un moyen, Alex. Tu es bien plus que ce qu’ils t’ont laissé croire. » Elle baissa les yeux, submergée par un mélange de honte et de soulagement.

--- **Flashback :**

Une chambre d’hôtel impersonnelle, la lumière tamisée. Elle était allongée, fixant le plafond, son cœur battant trop vite. L’homme au-dessus d’elle ne cherchait ni à comprendre ni à demander. « Ce sera vite fait, » avait-il murmuré avant de se pencher sur elle. Elle avait fermé les yeux, attendant que ça passe, s’efforçant d’effacer chaque sensation.

--- **Présent :**

Alex frissonna malgré la chaleur environnante. « Je pensais que c’était normal. Qu’on devait toujours dire oui. »

Spencer posa une main rassurante sur sa joue. « Ce n’est pas normal, et tu ne dois jamais te sentir obligée.

Tu comptes, toi, avant tout le reste. » Elle hocha la tête, les larmes perlant au coin de ses yeux. « Je sais… mais les souvenirs restent là. »

Spencer l’attira doucement contre lui. « Tu n’es plus seule. Et tu n’auras plus jamais à affronter ça seule. »

--- **Flashback :**

Le claquement sec d’une ceinture qu’on retire. Le bruit du cuir tombant sur le sol. Elle, assise au bord du lit, incapable de bouger. ---

Un sanglot lui échappa, et Spencer l’enveloppa dans ses bras, murmurant des paroles apaisantes.

« C’est fini, tu es avec moi. Ici et maintenant. » Peu à peu, ses tremblements s’apaisèrent, et elle releva lentement la tête vers lui.

« Pourquoi es-tu différent ? » demanda-t-elle, sa voix emplie de vulnérabilité. Spencer sourit doucement, caressant sa joue.

« Parce que je tiens à toi, et je veux que tu comprennes que tu mérites le respect et l’amour. »

Il l’embrassa avec une douceur infinie, et elle sentit son cœur s’ouvrir un peu plus à la possibilité d’un avenir différent.

--- Plus tard, lorsqu’ils étaient allongés dans le silence, Alex traça des cercles sur la peau de Spencer du bout des doigts.

« J’ai peur, » avoua-t-elle doucement. Il serra sa main.

« Je sais. Mais on prendra notre temps. Je suis là, et je ne vais nulle part. » Un léger sourire apparut sur ses lèvres. « Merci... pour tout. »

Spencer l’embrassa sur le front, puis sur les lèvres, mais cette fois, il n’y avait ni précipitation ni besoin d’aller plus loin.

Il y avait juste eux, et la promesse d’un lendemain sans ombres. Dans la chaleur de ses bras, Alex sentit que, peut-être, elle pourrait enfin se reconstruire.

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Normal people: look up an actor to see what other shows they've been in

Me: sees a hot character and immediately researches for fanfiction about them

It's an instinct now.

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I’m all ears

Reblog if you write fanfic and would be totally down with your followers coming into you askbox and talking to you about your fic

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Impress Me

Author: MaximumDragonEnergy Rating: General Audiencies Fandom: White Collar, Criminal Minds Relationships: Neal Caffrey/Spencer Reid Series: Part 2 of In All My Lives I Will Find You Language: English Stats: 1 Chapter (Completed)

Summary:

Spencer tells Neal that he'll go on a date with him if Neal can profile him.

Autor: MaximumDragonEnergy Clasificación: Audiencias generales Fandom: Criminal Minds Relaciones: Neal Caffrey/Spencer Reid Series: Parte 2 de In All My Lives I Will Find You Idioma: Inglés Estado: 1 Capítulo (Terminada)

Resumen:

Spencer le dice a Neal que tendrá una cita con él si Neal puede perfilarlo.

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- masterlist collections -

all of my sloppy fanfics, headcanons and blurbs in one place

key :

🎱 = fluff,

⚠︎ = dark themes,

✮ = angst,

💿 = smut

CWO = currently working on

These works are my own and i do not give permission to repost, share, or rewrite these on other platforms.

masterlists !

FYI: for anybody wondering, no my requests are not strictly these shows/movies or characters, you can request whatever you’d like, these are just guidelines and characters i plan on writing for the most.

OBX

featuring - rafe cameron, jj maybank, john b routledge, pope heyward

SOUTH PARK

featuring - kenny mccormick, stan marsh, eric cartman, kyle broflovski, butters stotch, tweek tweak, craig tucker

BROOKLYN 99

featuring - jake peralta, charles boyle, rosa diaz, amy santiago

DAWSON’S CREEK

featuring - dawson leery, pacey witter, charlie todd, jack mcphee, cj braxton

DAZED AND CONFUSED

featuring - randall ‘pink’ floyd

WHIPLASH

featuring - andrew neiman

ANNE WITH AN E

featuring - gilbert blythe, jerry baynard

BIG HERO SIX

featuring - hiro hamada, tadashi hamada, wasabi, fred

BRIDGERTON

featuring - anthony bridgerton, benedict bridgerton, colin bridgerton, theo sharpe, simon bassett

CALL OF DUTY

featuring - soap, ghost/simon, konig, price, keagan p russ

CRIMINAL MINDS

featuring - spencer reid, derek morgan, aaron hotchner

ENOLA HOLMES

featuring - sherlock holmes, viscount tewkesbury

TEENAGE MUTANT NINJA TURTLES

featuring - raphael, donatello, mikey, leonardo

SAW

featuring - adam stanheight, daniel matthews

SCREAM

featuring - billy loomis, stu macher, ethan landry

HARRY POTTER/SLYTHERIN BOYS

featuring (harry potter) - george weasley, fred weasley, ron weasley, oliver wood, harry potter, cedric diggory, neville longbottom

featuring (slytherin boys) - mattheo riddle, tom riddle jr, enzo berkshire, theo nott, draco malfoy, regulus black, blaise zabini

HOW TO TRAIN YOUR DRAGON

featuring - hiccup haddock

IT (2017)

featuring - richie tozier, eddie kaspbrak, bill denbrough, stanley uris, ben hanscom, mike hanlon

MARVEL

requests open for all characters!

MAZE RUNNER

featuring - thomas, newt (male + gn only), gally, minho

MID90S

featuring - fuckface, ray, fourth-grade

ON MY BLOCK

featuring - oscar diaz, cesar diaz, latrelle, jamal turner, ruby martinez

PERCY JACKSON

featuring - percy jackson, nico de angelo (male and gn only), jason grace, leo valdez, frank zhang, grover underwood

RED DEAD REDEMPTION 2

featuring - arthur morgan, john marston

SCHOOL SPIRITS

featuring - wally clark

SUPERNATURAL

featuring - dean winchester, sam winchester

STAR WARS

featuring - anakin skywalker, obi wan kenobi, din djarin

SHAMELESS

featuring - carl gallagher, lip gallagher, ian gallagher x mickey milkovich

TEEN WOLF

featuring - stiles stilinski, scott mccall, derek hale

THIRTEEN

featuring - mason freeland

TOTAL DRAMA

featuring - duncan, alejandro

WOLFBLOOD

featuring - rhydian morris

XMEN

requests open for all characters!

BALDURS GATE 3

featuring - astarion, shadowheart, halsin, gale, lae’zel, wyll

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Summer Fanfics - Nerdie’s Fanfic Picks Volume 8

All fanfics on this list are for readers age 18 and up, please respect the author's tags, warnings and notes as they're there so you know what's in them. YOU are in charge of your own reading experience!

Fics I read from June through the beginning of August, I tried to capture as many of them as I could, but my memory is like Swiss cheese. I usually tag them with (#nerdie fic rec) though.

1. Farris Wheel - @ghotifishreads (Joel Miller)

2. finger paint - @sin-djarin (Dieter Bravo)

3. Columbia - @wheresarizona (Marcus Acacius)

4. Make Me - @magpiepills (Lucian Flores)

5. Trick or Treat - @morallyinept (Frankie/Dave York/Joel Miller - Dark fic)

6. Wild and Unruly - @clawdeewritesfanfic (Joel Miller)

7. I wish that I was good enough - @iamasaddie (Javier Peña)

8. Stitch me where it bleeds - @megamindsecretlair (Choso -JJK)

9. A Glimpse of Eternity - @gasolinerainbowpuddles (Marcus Acacius)

10. love’s a weed: Frankie is the centerfold @tinytinymenace (Frankie Morales)

11. Soar - @morallyinept (Javier Gutierrez)

12. Tempered in the Fire Series - @ladamedusoif (Din Djarin)

13. Pistachio Pea - @morallyinept (Javier Peña)

14. Writing Club - @soft-persephone (Jake Johnson)

15. In Another Lifetime - @inept-the-magnificent (Marcus Acacius)

16. Sweet Tooth - @magpiepills (Javier Peña)

17. Twinkle - @morallyinept (Frankie Morales)

18. Chasing Fall - @inept-the-magnificent (Frankie Morales)

19. The Sound of His Voice - @lis-likes-fics (Spencer Reid)

20. Mini Skirt - @pedroshotwifey (Javier Peña)

21. The guest room - @milla-frenchy (Tim Rockford)

22. be cruel to me, ‘cause I’m a fool for you - @joelsgreenflannel (Frankie Morales)

23. No Solo Riders - @missredherring (Dieter Bravo)

24. Guiding Light - @mermaidgirl30 (Marcus Acacius)

25. Punto De Perder Part 2 - @fhatbhabiee (Frankie Morales)

26. Winston’s Sister - @soft-persephone (Jake Johnson)

27. Sweet Taste of Revenge - @frenchiereading (Oberyn Martell)

28. A Guide to Proper Communication/Best He Could Do (Totally Intentional) - @soft-persephone (Jake Johnson)

29. Pink Interface - @milkypompon (Nathan Bateman)

30. So Much Goddam Talkin’ - @stargirlfics (Joel Miller)

31. Punto De Perder - @fhatbhabiee (Frankie Morales)

Please check out the fics and their author’s masterlists. 🥰 Don’t forget to reblog and comment if you really enjoy their work. 💜

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get to know your moots!

tysm for the tags my loveliess!!<3 @reddedmiller @dilfhuntersintl @littlegrungegirlaf

what's the origin of your blog title?: i am quite literally in love with a fictional character by the name of joel miller <3

OTP's + shipname: hmmm am i allowed to say me x pedro pascal's whole character sheet? oh and spencer reid? oh and aaron hotchner?

favorite color?: forest green!!

song stuck in your head: that song from s2 squid game during mingle OOPS

weirdest habit/trait?: i hum whatever song i'm listening to or whatever is stuck in my head

hobbies: baking, reading, pc gaming!! oh and i've recently been doing my own gel x nails/nail art, if that counts too :D

if you work, what's your profession?: i'm a stay at home dog mom with a rich husband (i work in sales and cry a little when i clock in)

if you could have any job you wish, what would it be?: okay okay two options here. i'd LOVE to have my own little bakery with plants and chill music, but i also would love to work in forensics!

something you're good at: baking, making people smile

something you're bad at: i tend to put myself down a lot oof

something you love: being home with the people i love

something you could talk about for hours off the cuff: true crime SORRY

something you hate: the current state of the usa

something you collect: PINS PINS PINS!! my favorites that i have rn are jurassic park themed <3

something you forget: am i allowed to say everything??

what's your love language?: quality time for sure (i have abandonment issues <3)

favorite movie/show?: jurassic park (are you surprised?)/the office

favorite food: tacos de pollo OHHHHHH with some avocado and cilantro??? i'm hungry now :(

favorite animal: giraffes! (fun fact i have a tattoo of one <3)

what were you like as a child?: super extroverted, social, loud...complete opposite of me today :’)

favorite subject at school?: history!!! i was/still am a huge world history nerd

least favorite subject?: math omg i still fuckin hate it today i'm so forever grateful for calculators <3

what's your best character trait?: i think how i'm always willing to be a shoulder to cry on and give the best advice i can, i'm very patient

what's your worst character trait?: i'm so super sensitive and will cry over everything

if you could change any detail of your day right now, what would it be?: chronic illness pain <3

if you could travel in time, who would you meet?: van gogh, i just wanna give him a hug :(

recommend one of your favorite fanfics (spread the love): omg this fic has been my absolute fav since DAY ONE lemme tell you. safe haven written by the lovely vee @pedrospatch, it's written so beautifully and will have you in tears <3<3

npt: @joelslegalwhre @undrthelights @pattwtf @pedrospatch @joelmillerisapunk @joelsgreenflannel @nostalxgic @pascalpvnk @tightjeansjavi @wethairjoel @javiscigarette @demonjoel @daydreamingmiller @fuckyeahdindjarin @pedropeach and anyone else who'd like to do it!

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Both of my currently active stories, Rehearsing Tragedies and Want is a Wasting Disease, are named after songs. My cousister made a suggestion, and it led to me gathering all the stories I've posted that have song names or lyrics in the titles. Enjoy!

Rehearsing Tragedies (Supernatural) - Rehearsing Tragedies by Seventh Day Slumber

I was teetering between this song and some lines from Ready to See by Nine Lashes. My biggest goal for this story was to show a traumatized Castiel that was violent, angry, and bent on vengeance. Rehearsing Tragedies, in my opinion, captures how Castiel is determined, 100%, that if he trusts the Winchesters, everything will go bad. Ready to See would more represent his mindset in the later chapters (that haven't even been written yet oops), so it wasn't as good of an opener or an all-encompassing description of what the story is about.

You Can't Rule with a Broken Upper Hand (Supernatural) - A Broken Upper Hand by Demon Hunter

This was actually the first Supernatural fanfic I ever wrote, and I think I hadn't been listening to Demon Hunter for very long. It was the beginning of an era, apparently. In this story, Heaven is the one trying to rule with a broken upper hand, and shockingly, it doesn't work.

The Best of Kansas (Supernatural x Criminal Minds) - The Best of Kansas Album

This one is actually a whole series that started with the story Point of Know Return. I didn't initially plan a series, but when I decided to run with it, given I had already used a Kansas song title, I kept with that theme and used song titles and lyrics from The Best of Kansas album for all nine stories. Writing Spencer Reid as a monster hunter working alongside Team Free Will was so, so much fun.

My Throat is An Open Grave (Supernatural) - My Throat is an Open Grave by Demon Hunter

I picked this because I felt the chorus fit, but years later it's the most representative song for coming out of my most recent depressive episode. Every time I hear it, I think of my journey, and it's kind of weird that I've known it since I wrote this story… but it didn't mean the same thing when I wrote this that it does now.

Oh, Where is My Hairbrush? (Supernatural) - VeggieTales

…Yeah, we don't talk about this one.

Riding With Airman Novak (Supernatural) - Riding with Private Malone by David Ball

One of my favorite country songs ever. Every time it comes on, I get a happy feeling, and now I think about this story as well. It's the only Supernatural AU I ever wrote that was actually an AU. I do more universe alterations than alternate universes, but I liked the idea of Castiel being a soldier and Dean buying his car decades later, and… yeah. It's one of my favorite projects.

We As Human (Supernatural) - Whole Freaking Band

I named both parts of the story (Take the Bullets Away and Bring to Life) after We As Human songs, and I put lyrics from their songs at the start and end of both sections. They're a hard rock/metal band, so shockingly, their music was perfect for a Depressed!Sam story.

Smoke on the Water (Supernatural) - Smoke on the Water by Deep Purple

This is the song Dean hums early in the series when he's trying to calm down the baby they're taking care of trying to take care of. For a little oneshot where Jack gets de-aged and taken care of by Dean, it was perfect!

Hope For Every Fallen Man (Supernatural) - Hope For Every Fallen Man by Relient K

I love this song because it really captures the concept of betrayal not leading to abandonment. 'You may be dead to me, but that don't mean we can't be friends.' I wrote a mutual betrayal. Castiel betrays Dean (Season 6), and Castiel feels Dean, Sam, and Bobby betray him in this story… but have they? I love this song so much, and I think the imagery is spectacular.

Hello Hurricane (Supernatural) - Hello Hurricane by Switchfoot

I don't know why this song jumped out at me, but I think the clincher was, "Hello Hurricane, you're not enough. Hello Hurricane, you can't silence our love." So, I put Castiel through a Hurricane and decided to see if Sam, Dean, and Bobby's love could be silenced (here's a hint: it could not).

When the Blood Stains Dry (Supernatural) - To Know That You're Alive by Kutless

This is the least popular fic I ever wrote, but it's one of my favorites. Post-Hell, dark and psycho Dean tortures Castiel for information after On the Head of a Pin, and I think people were expecting a magical recovery, but… yeah, don't read it if that's what you want. To me, it's still a happy ending, and I think it's realistic, but it might leave a bitter taste in your mouth if you don't like morally gray areas. But I think I put the entire first verse and maybe the chorus in the opening because it just fit so perfectly.

Separate Ways (Original Work) - Separate Ways by Journey

This takes place years before my book, Cataclysm. It's literally about going separate ways (namely, someone dies), but it's also significant because Faithfully by Journey is a recurring theme for two of the main characters throughout the book. I think this might be one of my favorite, if not my favorite, companion pieces for my first book.

Awesome Mix Vol. 1 (GOTG) - Guardians of the Galaxy Album

Every chapter is named after a song from Awesome Mix Vol. 1 in the order they are on the soundtrack (according to Google), and it follows Peter Quill's life growing up with the Ravagers. I love me some found family, so it was a lot of fun to write!

Turn the Car Around (Supernatural) - Shattered (Turn the Car Around) by O.A.R.

This is the story in the Building Bridges series I felt really displays a bit of the mentality Xal (Demon OC) has, and how he will continually go back to people who use and abuse him if it means they will like or love him in return.

Lay Your Bets and Pay the Price (Supernatural) - The Things We Do For Love by 10cc

Next story in the series, and I picked it partly because it's from the 70s, and there's a hint of Xal's 70s life in this that will come back in the future, and partly because the title is The Things We Do For Love and, as mentioned above, Xal will essentially do anything for love of any kind in any form. And I really do mean anything.

Want is a Wasting Disease (Supernatural) - i knew a woman (demo version) by Molly Ofgeography

Next story in the series, and it was suggested to me by the lovely @queenofthequillandink when we were fangirling about Xal and his intense suffering and the sustenance that it is for us. It's the current, ongoing, multichapter story, and it's going to be the last installment in the series!

So, yeah... If you want to see a list of all the songs mentioned in the stories (not just story titles) let me know!

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✨My Fanfics✨

The Dance of The Dragons (ASOIAF + HOTD) — Aemond Targaryen

Detroit Saga (John Wick + Mr. Robot + ASOIAF) — Roman Bisset

We Need To Talk About Kevin — Kevin Khatchadourian

Castle Rock Chronicles (The Vampire Chronicles + American Horror Story: Coven + Stephen King + Fear Street + Midnight Mass) — Lestat de Lioncourt

Nova Series (DC Comics + Scarlet Witch + The Sandman) — Dream of The Endless

Gen-X (X-men) — Pyro

The Last of Us (The Walking Dead + The Last of Us) — Carl Grimes

Twisted Fairytales (Once Upon a Time + The Wolf Among Us) — Peter Pan

MindHunter (Criminal Minds) — Spencer Reid

The Time Traveler’s Wife (Doctor Who + The Twilight Zone + The X-Files) — 11th Doctor

Panic! (Scream) — Mickey Altieri

The Ballerina (Sherlock BBC) — Sherlock Homes

Super Extra Ordinary (The Umbrella Academy) — Five Hargreeves

Rock of Ages (Guns N’ Roses) — Axl Rose

The Irregulars Detectives & Co. (My Babysitter’s a Vampire + Lockwood & Co. + Dead Boys Detectives) — Benny Weir

The Immortals (Twilight Saga) — Edward Cullen & Jasper Hale

TMNT’87 (Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles + Spiderverse) — Leonardo

The Outsider (Stranger Things + Stephen King) — Eleven

Star Wars: A Rogue Episode (Star Wars + Dune) — Luke Skywalker

The Prophecy (American Horror Story: Apocalypse + The Conjuring Universe + Insidious Universe) — Michael Langdon

Snowflake and Seaweed Brain Were Here (Outer Banks) — JJ Maybank

Normal People (Shameless) — Carl Gallagher

The Marvels (MCU) — Druig

A Clockwork Orange — Alex DeLarge

Harry Potter and The Cursed Child (Harry Potter) — Harry Potter

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Multiverso Mágico 2

by KittyGrayGubler Una colección de oneshots crossover entre diversas obras y el mundo mágico de Harry Potter! Esta colección pertenece a la lista hecha por mí para el Fictober 2024. Los capítulos son autoconclusivos así que pueden leer solo los que prefieran. Ninguna de estas obras me pertenece, solo las estoy tomando prestadas para hacer fanfics. Words: 1006, Chapters: 1/31, Language: Español Fandoms: Hannibal (TV), Charlie Countryman (2013), Adam (2009), Monster High (Cartoon 2022), Criminal Minds (US TV), Law & Order, Power Rangers Dino Thunder, Power Rangers Dino Charge, House of the Dragon (TV), Polar (2019), Red White & Royal Blue - Casey McQuiston, デリシャスパーティ♡プリキュア | Delicious Party♡Precure (Anime), 魔法つかいプリキュア！ | Mahou Tsukai Pretty Cure! | Mahou Girls PreCure!, Power Rangers S.P.D., Mighty Morphin Power Rangers, 외과의사 엘리제 | Doctor Elise: The Royal Lady with the Lamp (Webcomic), Sofia the First (Cartoon), Teen Titans (Animated Series), Agatha Christie's Poirot (TV), Mean Girls (2004), One Piece (Live Action TV 2023), Yo soy Betty la fea, Muhteşem Yüzyıl | Magnificent Century (TV 2011), Muhteşem Yüzyıl: Kösem | Magnificent Century: Kösem (TV), Deadpool (Movieverse), The Nanny (TV 1993), Fluffy Paradise Rating: Mature Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Categories: F/F, F/M, M/M Characters: Will Graham, Nigel (Charlie Countryman), Adam Raki, Cleo de Nile, Spencer Reid, Olivia Benson, Jack McCoy, Nolan Price, Tommy Oliver, Riley Griffin, Lucerys Velaryon (Son of Rhaenyra), Aemond "One-Eye" Targaryen, Duncan Vizla | Black Kaiser, Alex Claremont-Diaz, Henry Fox-Mountchristen-Windsor, Nagomi Yui | Cure Precious, Asahina Mirai | Cure Miracle, Anubis "Doggie" Cruger, Kimberly Hart, Sofia the First (Disney), Raven (Teen Titans), Hercule Poirot, Arthur Hastings (Poirot), Dominic Toretto, Regina George, Monkey D. Luffy, Hürrem Sultan | Roxelana, Kösem Sultan, Wade Wilson, Fran Fine, Sabrina Spellman, Aaron Hotchner, Beatriz "Betty" Pinzón Relationships: Will Graham/Hannibal Lecter, Nigel (Charlie Countryman)/Adam Raki, Aaron Hotchner/Spencer Reid, Frank Cosgrove/Nolan Price, Anton Mercer | Mesogog/Tommy Oliver, Riley Griffin & Ivan of Zandar, Aemond "One-Eye" Targaryen/Lucerys Velaryon (Son of Rhaenyra), Alex Claremont-Diaz/Henry Fox-Mountchristen-Windsor, Anubis "Doggie" Cruger/Katherine "Kat" Manx, Hürrem Sultan | Roxelana/Kanuni Sultan Süleyman | Suleiman I, Fran Fine/Maxwell Sheffield, Harvey Kinkle/Sabrina Spellman Additional Tags: Fluff, Romance, Crossovers & Fandom Fusions via https://ift.tt/NxhTm0t

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Apprendre à recevoir

Résumé : Alex, marquée par un passé difficile, lutte pour accepter de recevoir du plaisir. Avec Spencer, elle découvre la douceur et l'écoute, apprenant petit à petit à se libérer de ses blessures émotionnelles.

Avertissements :Thèmes sensibles, traumatisme passé, relation intime, exploration des blessures émotionnelles, contenu mature.

La chambre est baignée d’une lumière tamisée, la douce lueur de la lampe de chevet dessinant des ombres mouvantes sur les murs.

Le silence est seulement troublé par nos respirations mêlées et le bruissement léger des draps sous nos mouvements.

Je suis en califourchon sur Spencer, mes mains posées sur son torse, mes hanches effectuant un mouvement lent, calculé, maîtrisé.

Son regard est fixé sur moi, intense et brûlant, mais différent de ce que j’ai toujours connu. Il ne me scrute pas avec avidité, ni avec cette impatience possessive que j’ai toujours l’habitude de voir dans les yeux des hommes.

Il me regarde comme si j’étais importante, comme si j’étais... humaine. Je baisse les yeux, troublée. Depuis toujours, j’ai appris que mon rôle était de donner, d’être là pour l’autre, et jamais pour moi-même.

Mes gestes sont automatiques, parfaits, répondant à ce que je crois être ses attentes. Je ne cherche pas mon propre plaisir, seulement le sien.

Et je fais tout pour qu'il y arrive rapidement, en silence, sans jamais laisser transparaître mes besoins.

Mais Spencer n'est pas comme les autres. Ses mains glissent lentement sur mes hanches, exerçant une légère pression pour ralentir mes mouvements.

Je sursaute, mon rythme se brise un instant alors que je lève les yeux vers lui, inquiète.

"Alex..." murmure-t-il, sa voix grave résonnant doucement dans la pièce. "Pourquoi tu fais ça ?"

Je détourne les yeux, un frisson me parcourant. "Je veux que tu prennes du plaisir," dis-je automatiquement, comme si c'était une évidence.

Il fronce légèrement les sourcils, ses doigts dessinant des cercles réconfortants sur ma peau.

"Et toi ?" Sa voix est douce mais ferme. "Pourquoi tu ne veux pas en prendre aussi ?"Un sourire nerveux flotte sur mes lèvres. "Je suis bien comme ça," je murmure en haussant légèrement les épaules, évitant son regard.

Il ne dit rien pendant quelques secondes, puis il tente doucement de me donner du plaisir, ses mains glissant entre mes cuisses avec une infinie délicatesse.

Je me raidis aussitôt, attrapant son poignet dans un geste presque paniqué."Non." Le mot s’échappe précipitamment de ma bouche, et mon cœur s’emballe.

Spencer s’arrête immédiatement, son regard scrutant le mien avec une attention douloureuse. "Pourquoi pas ?" demande-t-il doucement, sans jugement, seulement de l’inquiétude dans sa voix.

Je déglutis difficilement, sentant mes doigts trembler sur son poignet. "J'ai pas besoin de ça," je murmure, ma voix à peine audible.Il observe mon visage un long moment, et je vois son expression se transformer, une ombre de tristesse voilant ses traits.

"Ce n’est pas que tu n’en as pas besoin," murmure-t-il, "c’est qu’on t’a appris à ne pas en avoir envie, c’est ça ?"

Des souvenirs remontent brutalement, des fragments de mon passé que j’ai essayé d’enterrer.

Je revois Daniel, mon premier petit ami, me reprochant d'être "trop passive" si je ne me donnais pas entièrement à lui.

Je revois Lucas, soupirant d’agacement quand je demandais une pause. "Tu peux tenir encore un peu, j’ai pas fini."

Et puis mon père... Sa voix, froide et implacable : "C’est normal, les hommes ont des besoins, tu dois apprendre à donner."Je ferme les yeux, un nœud douloureux se formant dans ma poitrine.

"Mon père disait que..." Je ravale mes larmes et inspire profondément. "Que c'était normal qu'une fille donne tout. Que je devais apprendre à ne pas être égoïste."

Je sens Spencer se tendre sous moi, ses mains se crispant légèrement sur ma peau. "Quoi ?"

Sa voix est à peine un murmure, mais je peux y sentir toute sa colère contenue.Je baisse les yeux, honteuse.

"Il... il me touchait..." Je me recroqueville légèrement sur moi-même. "Quand j'étais enfant."Spencer inspire profondément, et je le sens lutter pour ne pas laisser sa colère exploser.

Ses bras m'entourent doucement, m'attirant contre lui, son souffle chaud effleurant mon front."Alex..." murmure-t-il, la voix brisée. "Ce qu'il t’a fait... c'était mal.

Ce n'était pas normal."Je hoche faiblement la tête, nichant mon visage dans le creux de son cou.

Son odeur me rassure, me ramène à l’instant présent. Après un long silence, Spencer recommence à caresser doucement mon dos, cherchant à me rassurer.

Je hausse les épaules, mal à l’aise. "C’est juste comme ça. J’ai appris à être... utile."

Son expression se durcit légèrement, pas en colère, mais avec une détermination que je ne lui ai jamais vue auparavant.

"Tu n’es pas un outil, Alex. Tu es une personne. Tu mérites plus que ça."

Sa tendresse me trouble. Ses doigts effleurent ma joue, ses lèvres pressent un doux baiser contre mon front, comme pour effacer ces années de douleur imprimées sous ma peau.

Puis il reprend lentement ses mouvements sous moi, ses hanches cherchant un rythme doux, patient, mais je tente instinctivement de reprendre le contrôle.

J’essaye de bouger plus vite, de me concentrer sur lui, sur ce que je pense qu’il veut.Ses mains viennent alors saisir fermement mes hanches pour m’arrêter.

"Non, Alex," murmure-t-il, son regard brûlant plongeant dans le mien. "Laisse-moi faire. Laisse-moi prendre soin de toi."

Je veux protester, dire que ce n’est pas comme ça que ça marche. Mais il m’embrasse doucement, son baiser me faisant taire, et je sens mon corps céder petit à petit à sa tendresse.

Il murmure des mots rassurants contre ma peau, me guidant avec une patience infinie jusqu’à ce que je me laisse enfin aller.

Et quand l’extase me submerge, mon premier réflexe est de mordre ma lèvre, d’étouffer le moindre son, de ne pas faire de bruit.

Spencer le voit tout de suite. Ses lèvres capturent les miennes, sa langue caressant doucement la mienne pour m’encourager à relâcher la tension.

"Laisse-toi aller," souffle-t-il contre ma bouche. "Je veux t’entendre, Alex. Personne ne va te punir ici."

Je me fige, un sanglot étouffé m’échappant, suivi d’un gémissement que je ne retiens plus. Spencer me tient fermement contre lui, son regard tendre ancré au mien alors qu’il m’aide à franchir cette barrière invisible que je traîne depuis des années.

Et pour la première fois, je me laisse aller à ressentir, à recevoir.Après, blottie contre lui, ma tête nichée dans le creux de son cou, je murmure :

"T’es pas comme eux..."Il resserre ses bras autour de moi, déposant un baiser sur mes cheveux.

"Non. Et tu mérites quelqu’un qui ne soit pas comme eux."Je ferme les yeux, une larme solitaire coulant le long de ma joue.Avec lui, je suis en sécurité. Enfin.

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Writing stories of passion and romance that will never be real.

Never can be real.

I spin tales of love and in doing so I doom myself for thinking I could ever be the lucky character in my own story.

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I Can't Help It If You Look Like an Angel

Summary: Spencer is not that kind of doctor, but he'll always come when Y/N needs him, even if germs are involved.

Pairing: Spencer Reid x Fem Reader

Warnings: One cuss (sh!t), kisses, small insecurities

Word Count: 2.5 k (was not supposed to be this long but I'm a monster)

Author's Note: From this list (3, 12, 14) since I hit 300 followers! Thank you! This request is from @willowrose99 (look for the bold)

I Can't Help It If You Look Like an Angel

Spencer’s half done with his third book that weekend when his phone rang. A weekend spent in the company of Nietzsche and Sartre is, according to Spencer at least, a weekend well spent. He can feel the relaxation that settles in his bones come crashing down as he phone rings.

Thinking it’s Hotch calling the team in for an unexpected case, Spencer, lethargically, walks over to answer the phone. However, realizing the caller is not his boss pulling him away from a restful weekend, but Y/N, his heart rushes with a sudden urge of excitement.

“Y/N,” Spencer starts. He’s more than happy to have Y/N interrupt his weekend; they even made plans for a day out on Saturday at the new Anthropology museum that opened downtown. But all of Spencer’s made up plans fall in front of his face, as he hears Y/N’s quiet sniffles.

“Spencer, I’m so sorry to bother you. I know that you’re probably enjoying your rest, but I guess I have a cold. One of the kids at school, I suppose,” Y/N tells him in between sniffles. Her voice is scratchy and Spencer tries not to think about how his brain seems to short circuit at the way his name sounds.

“I’m coming over,” Spencer says, cutting her off. He doesn’t like doing that, in fact he hates when that happens to him, but right now he knows that Y/N is going to try her hardest to stop him from coming over.

“No Spence, it’s germs. You hate germs and I’m really gross and snotty and—”

“Stop, Y/N. Don’t say another word. I’m on my way” Spencer says. He feels a little guilty for hanging up on her, but he knows that if he stayed on the line any longer she’d end up convincing him that he didn’t need to rush over. There’s not a lot of people in this world that can convince Spencer to change his mind, and he’s pretty sure that Y/N is one of them.

Spencer walks into his bedroom, looking for some supplies like a man on a mission. He decides to pack a small bag for the next three days. He’s off from work anyway, why not spend that time making sure Y/N gets better. Spencer packs away a couple of sweaters, flannel pajama pants and two thermal shirts. In the back of his drawer he spots a very old college tee shirt.

A memory, an early memory with Y/N, comes flooding to the surface. They got caught in a rainstorm after a picnic in the nearby park. Spencer changed into his comfortable tee shirt and pajamas. He would never forget the look on Y/N’s face; the way the rain collected on her glasses and for some reason she had yet to wipe them off. She called him an angel. Maybe it’s for bringing her some warm clothes or maybe she’s slightly on edge from their dash into Spencer’s apartment. Whatever it was that made her call him an angel, Spencer never wanted her to call him anything else. Besides his own name, in that scratchy sick voice that made him feel a little guilty for liking so much.

Spencer collects some other things he needs for his stay. A toothbrush, toothpaste, a hair brush, and his hair serum that Y/N says she likes the way it smells. When she told him that, Spencer could hardly wait to buy the entire supply from the CVS down the street. He tucks away in this bag with a small smile.

Walking out of his apartment, Spencer locks up and makes his way down to his car. He glances at his watch, realizing that it only took him a couple of minutes to get ready for Y/N. Quicker than what it takes for him to get ready for an emergency case. Then again, tending to a sick Y/N seems much pleasurable then looking at served bodies and mangled limbs.

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After making a pit stop at a small convenience store near Y/N’s apartment, Spencer pulls into the guest parking spot near her complex. He attempts to shoulder the weight of his go bag; even though he only packed a couple philosophy books, they are quite dense. In his hands, he grasps the grocery bags.

Y/N’s apartment, thankfully, is on the first floor. Spencer approaches the door and thinks twice about knocking or ringing the doorbell. The last thing he wants to do is wake a sick Y/N up. He rummages in his pants for his car keys. Attached to the keys is a cat keychain with a spare key to Y/N’s apartment. Balancing the groceries and his own bag, Spencer quietly attempts to open Y/N’s door without possibly waking her up.

Once he finally gets the door open, Spencer realizes all too late that a large orange cat guards the tight hallway entrance. Spencer Reid, though a genius in his own right, is completely aware of the fact that he has two left feet.

“Oh, Zelda! Oh shit!,” Spencer yells as he trips over Zelda, Y/N’s orange cat. Zelda, scared from the noise, leaps from her spot guarding the hallway to the kitchen. Spencer brushes himself from his fall and picks up the groceries that fell during his tumble.

“Zelda, baby?” Y/N calls from what sounds like the couch from the other side of the wall.

“Hi Y/N, it’s just me. It’s just Spencer,” He says, placing the oranges back in his canvas bag and on the kitchen table. He sees Y/N laying on the couch. Surrounded by a pile of crumpled tissues, she smiles weakly at Spencer. He walks over to her and like an involuntary muscle, she scoots her feet so Spencer has room to sit.

Spencer, setting the beg on the floor, tucks Y/N’s legs over his. He rests a comforting hand on her calf that’s covered by a worn quilt.

“You didn’t have to come Spencer. I’m really okay, I just wanted you to know that I wasn’t ghosting you this weekend,” Y/N explains. The TV has been left on, but on mute. The colorful lights illuminate Y/N’s face in her dimly lit apartment.

“Nonsense, Y/N. What are friends for,” Spencer offers, wondering beyond belief if he messed up calling them friends. Their relationship had been quite strange for the past couple of weeks. Intense moments of silence where Spencer thinks he’d have the time to memorize every freckle on her nose or small grazes from fingers to wrists where Spencer swears she left scars that he hope would never heal.

“Friends,” Y/N says quietly. Spencer, offering a tight lipped smile, leans forward to straighten the blankets under Y/N’s chin. He presses the back of his hand towards Y/N’s forehead, feeling her warm skin under his knuckles. He’s not sure if the heat he feels is from her bug or from the adrenaline coursing through his veins at being this close to Y/N.

“You’re hot,” Spencer says, not moving his hand from Y/N’s forehead. She, loving the way his ears turn pink when he’s embarrassed, uncovers her arm from under the blankets and holds onto his wrist, keeping him attached to her forehead. Not that he’d want it any other way.

“So are you,” Y/N says. Spencer flinches and moves his hand from her forehead like she scorched his hand. In reality, her comment pierced his heart with hope.

“How much cough syrup did you take?” Spencer asks, choosing to face the situation with humor. There’s no way in the world Y/N could ever find him “hot” without the aid of cough syrup or another mind numbing substance.

“None,” Y/N says, reaching around to turn off the television. Spencer, getting increasingly nervous as the minutes of that intense silence passed, mentions to Y/N that he needs to put the groceries away.

“You really didn’t need to do that, Spence. I feel bad enough that you came here just to get sick yourself,” Y/N says. She’s folding the blankets that she was just resting under.

“I’ll always come when you need me to, Y/N” Spencer says, his breath catching and his eyes latching onto Y/N. He looks at her too long and there’s that intense silence again. Silence that is as thick as fog. Spencer can’t see facts through all the love that swallows him whole looking at Y/N.

“Maybe I knew that, and maybe that’s why I called you,” Y/N murmurs quietly, almost like she’s more scared to admit it to herself than to Spencer.

“Maybe,” Spencer says, breaking her gaze to put the half melted tub of green tea ice cream in the freezer.

“I think I’m going to shower, I need to put a fresh pair of pajamas on. I’ll be right out,” Y/N tells him, turning on her heel and leaving Spencer along with his thoughts.

Spencer can hear the water from the shower turn on. He estimates that Y/N will take at least 5 minutes in the shower, accounting for a margin of error, he supposes that he should start to heat the soup he bought from the store now, so it’s ready for Y/N when she’s done in the shower. Too bad all Spencer’s brain power is good for his statistics and numbers, not recipes and romance.

As it turns out, not a single statistic, nor a single digit could account for the possibility of Y/N walking out her bedroom, her hair damp and skin practically glowing, wearing Spencer’s worn college tee shirt. Spencer reckons that his eyes must have been bugging out from his head, given the spirited smile Y/N wears.

“I’m sorry, Spence, you know how much I love this tee shirt. I was putting some of your stuff away in your drawer and I saw this and I just couldn’t help myself. God it even smells a little bit like that hair gunk you wear,” Y/N rambles. She stands, leaning on her door frame, staring at Spencer who holds a wooden spoon that he used to stir the soup.

“You look like an angel,” Spencer says before he can stop himself. He just knows that his face is flaming red.

“You remember that?” Y/N asks, her voice light and hopeful. Spencer recognizes something in it. It’s the way his voice sounds when he talks to her, about her, with her. He can only hope that this is the way she always talks to him. He hopes with every fiber of his being that she uses that light and hopeful voice with him and only him.

“Of course Y/N. Then again, even if I didn’t have an eidetic memory, I’d still remember every single detail about you,”

“Now you’re making me feel guilty about stealing your shirt. You’re being all sweet and kind with me, it makes me fuzzy in the head,” Y/N confesses. She walks to her kitchen table, slowly closing the gap between her and Spencer.

“Keep it, it looks better on you anyway,” Spencer tells her. Her eyes grow big at his words and she presses her lips together like she’s holding something in. But something in her switches. Something in her grows a little sad and Spencer watches before his eyes as Y/N withdraws into herself.

“You can’t say that stuff to me, Spencer. You can’t say that stuff to me and not expect me to love you more than I already do,” Y/N says, her eyes shut and her lips pinched so tightly that it almost looks painful.

“Y/N,” Spencer starts, unsure what he’s supposed to say. His brain always seems to be playing catch up around Y/N. “Can I say it if I do love you back?”

Y/N eyes flutter open and narrow at Spencer, as if she’s reading him. Her eyes scan for any sign of a joke, of a prank, of Spencer trying to trick her. Maybe he should be upset that Y/N is doubting him, but all Spencer can feel is hatred for the person that made her doubt herself so much to not believe him.

“I’ve never felt what I feel when I’m with you, Y/N. No one else has made me feel truly me except you, Y/N,” Spencer professes, setting down the wooden spoon on the counter to reach Y/N’s hand.

“I never thought you’d feel the same way, Spence. I love you, God. That feels so good to say,” Y/N says, letting out a strained laugh. Spencer standing up next to her, places his hands on Y/N cheeks, and tries to lean in lower to kiss her, but Y/N’s finger on his lips stops his movement.

“I’m so sorry, I should have asked. I thought that this is-” Spencer stammers, suddenly very concerned that he violated Y/N in some way.

“Shhh, angel. It’s okay. I want you to kiss me. I really do, but I just want you to tell the facts on you getting sick if you kiss me,” Y/N says, not moving her finger from Spencer’s soft lips. He kisses her finger and grasps her hand with his.

“Sorry, I just had to do that,” Spencer smirks, “but to answer your question, unless you have a bad cough, and some of the respiratory mucus has made its way into your saliva, the cold virus will not be transmitted by kissing,”

“That’s good, so please kiss me, Spencer,” Y/N practically begs, eager for Spencer to leave pieces of him all over her. Eager for him to leave physical evidence of the marking he’s already left on her heart.

“You just might have to take care of me next week,” Spencer counters, peppering kisses over her jaw, knowing he’s purposely avoiding her lips.

“Spencer, I’m sick! Don’t tease me, just kiss me,” Y/N whines, and Spencer caves. He leans in slowly, meeting his lips to Y/N’s. It was the kiss that Spencer knew he’d be waiting for. A kiss that seals fate without a return address. A kiss that reminds him that he’s alive. A kiss that says forever and always.

Spencer, resting his chin against Y/N’s head, closes his eyes. The intense silence that existed between them, now is this light and hopeful air.

“Y/N, do you use my hair gunk?” Spencer asks. He can’t help but giggle with her and breathe in the familiar scent of her hair. He places three kisses on Y/N’s head and gently pushes her hair to the side to kiss down the back of her neck.

“I’m not sure what I love more, the smell of your hair gunk or the man that wears it,”

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