#i’m talking like lord of the rings doctor who and star trek

[theteethofgod]

ok so when i was a kid i’d never get into media like barbie where the characters were just symbols without canon or set continuity because i was all About That Lore but then id get into lore rich media, never look it up, and just make up whatever i liked best. so why the fuck wasn’t i into the stuff marketed at letting you do that specifically???

[reidrum]

hit me baby one more time | s.r

pairing: spencer reid x fem!bau!reader

a/n: i have no explanation for this i just really want spencer to fuck me in a mini skirt. this was also fueled by me listening to baby one more time on repeat for the last week so enjoy my horny thoughts hehe

cw: 18+ minors dni, smut, p in v sex, munch!spencer, blowjobs, soft!dom!spence the loml, praise kink, spanking, suggestive dancing, kissing, afab reader, reader wears the outfit from the baby one more time mv (skirt and bra), i picture s11 spence so don’t mind the inconsistencies, idk if kirk actually wears a tie i am a star wars girlie not star trek, lowkey perv spence at the end but i would do the same tbh

summary: halloween brings spencer joy in many ways, this year he finds a new, and super fucking hot, reason to love the holiday more

wc: 3.3k

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spencer loved halloween. this was a known fact by many, he loved the lore behind the holiday, loved dressing up as his favorite characters, and loved playing tricks on morgan and jj around the office.

spencer also loved halloween because he gets to see you. not that he didn’t see you on a daily basis in the office or on the field catching killers, but in a state where you were carefree and didn’t have to worry about the behavior patterns of a psychopath.

in past years spencer has dressed up as different versions of the doctor (still claiming his tenth doctor costume was the best, because it was your favorite), the hobbit from lord of the rings, and nosferatu (to the dismay of morgan’s very scared reaction). you would go a more pop culture route, dressing up as characters from recent movies and shows including barbie, the scarlet witch, and wednesday adams.

he loved being able to tell you the lore of the different characters he was and he loved listening to you explaining the cultural significance and impact that barbie had on society. he could listen to you talk about literal garbage, actually, and still be hanging onto your every word.

what he loved the most, however, was your choice of costume tonight at the karaoke bar the team was out at.

for halloween this year you decided to go with a more nostalgic costume. clad in a black mini skirt, tied up white button up showing your tummy and just the right amount of cleavage to have your hot pink bra pop out, gray cardigan, knee high socks and mary janes, you were the spitting image of britney spears in the baby one more time music video. complete with the ribbon entwined pigtails.

the moment you walked in the bar, spencer knew he was utterly and absolutely fucked.

morgan knew about spencer’s infatuation with you, because, he’s morgan and spencer’s not subtle. so when he watched spencer’s mouth hang open like a beckoning for flies to land in, all he could do was pat him firmly on the back and say, “good luck, kid.”

he watched you walk over to the table the team had claimed, making your rounds at saying hi and hugging everyone. he was last, and when you reached up on your toes to wrap your arms around his neck he had no choice (lie) but to rest his hands at your hips while his thumbs brushed the bare skin of your stomach. he also had no choice (still, a lie) but to be deathly intoxicated by the smell of your shampoo and perfume as you placed your head in the crook of his neck.

“hi spence! your costume looks so cool, i love how it turned out. were you able to find what you needed at that store i told you about?” you bubbled happily.

it took spencer about ten whole seconds of staring at you (and definitely not at your chest) to realize that you were asking him something and tried to quickly (embarrassingly) recover, “um, yeah no i was! she knew so much about star trek and was super helpful, she told me how much she loves seeing you in the store.” 

you giggle, “i’m glad admiral kirk, she’s a sweet old thing.”

he should be ashamed at how you calling him that went straight to his crotch.

“y- you also look great, who are you supposed to be?”

“i’m britney spears! in the baby one more time music video?”, you’re met with a blank stare, “spence, we have to educate you better on the true icons of our time.” you playfully grab his forearm.

he laughs nervously at your joke and the contact and proceeds to down half his beer in one gulp. thank god garcia comes out of nowhere to gush over your outfit, “oh my god girl, you look so hot. you have to get up there and sing it, it’s only right!”

“let me get a few shots in first and then i’ll see, penny” you chuckle back.

after about two shots you were already feeling loose, whatever anxiety you had about tonight dissipated as the alcohol overtook your bloodstream. truth be told, you had a super secret mission up your sleeve. 

you would be a terrible profiler if you didn’t notice the way spencer changed whenever he was in your company, and it never made you feel uncomfortable. you only craved his attention even more, and it made your crush on him run even deeper. he was kind and smart and caring. and undeniably sexy. you knew for a fact he wanted you too, and you were determined to make him do something about it tonight.

knowing spencer hasn’t seen the music video therefore not knowing why the schoolgirl outfit, it turned you on even more knowing he was going to lose his goddamn mind after you were done. the plan was already rolling in your brain as you sauntered up to the karaoke stage and got ready to put on a show.

the beginning beats of the song play and you get a couple of cheers and “let’s go, baby!” from the crowd and your team— sans spencer, who was hanging on your every move as you started swaying your hips.

“my loneliness, is killing me. and i-i-i. i must confess, i still believe, still believe.” you sing and dance the choreography to the song you know so well.

“when i’m not with you, i lose my mind.” you make direct eye contact with spencer, and are more than excited to see him locked in on you too.

you decide to kick your plan up a notch, and walk off the stage mic in hand towards the bau’s table, earning many cheers and phones capturing the moment. you play up the theatrics a little by getting emily and jj to sing along with you, morgan and rossi leaning into you as you wrapped your arms around their shoulders.

“give me a si-i-i-ign,” you’ve reached spencer, and the last step in your plan.

your finger leaves featherlight touches around his shoulders and across his collarbone as you stand behind his chair. a flat hand trails down his chest closer to the bulge in his pants, spencer’s eyes widening at the gesture. your hand reaches the final destination at the base of tie, and you pull it so he’s looking up at you directly.

“hit me baby one more time.” you finish with the biggest smirk, never breaking eye contact with spencer. the cheers and claps became louder but all you could focus on were the deep breaths he was taking to compose himself. you give him a wink as you hand the mic back to the stage guy and walk back to him to sit on his lap.

“you don’t mind, do you? all the seats are taken,” you smirk as you feel his hard on through your lace panties, “plus i really want to hear what you thought about my performance.” you finish whispering in his ear. he shudders in your hold, but the feeling of your ass weighing on the place he needs you the most, his primal instincts take over and suddenly he has a boost of confidence.

he lifts your head so his mouth is right on the crest of your ear, “how about i show you what your performance did to me?” he shifts a little and lightly thrusts up into your clothed core and you let out a small gasp. luckily the team had all but dispersed throughout the bar, getting drinks or dancing, so no one has to be privy to your conversation.

the glint in your eyes was all the confirmation he needed. you stood up slowly with his tie still wrapped around your fingers, and you pull it over your shoulder so he would trail behind you as you walked. spencer followed you like a dog getting tugged by a leash, literally, and stumbles at first when you pull him but he quickly regains his composure as you navigate through the crowds, placing his hands on your waist protectively.

you end up in front of the women’s bathroom and spencer doesn’t hesitate to push the doors open and lead you inside. it was one of those single person bathroom with no other stalls, but it was definitely one of the more nicer bathrooms you’d been in. the maroon pattern of the wall adding to the sultry vibe you’re setting, not to mention a spacious countertop for the sink and amenities.

the possibilities of what was going to happen run wild in your brain, only being pulled out of it by the sharp lock of the door and the feeling of strong hands snaking around your waist again.

you look up to meet his eyes in the mirror and watch spencer fiddle with the edge of your button up, “i don’t think i told you how much i really like your costume.”

“yeah?” you lean back in his touch, “what do you like about it?”

he moves his hands to the middle of your chest, “well, i like how soft the blouse is,” he deftly undoes the knot, “and i really like the color you got on underneath.” he lets the ends of the shirt fall to your side and slides his hands up to cup your breasts through your lace bra, massaging them gently.

you let out a half gasp-moan, “what else?”

“this skirt is really cute, fits you well.” he hums while he smooths over the front close to your core, leaning down to press love bites into your neck.

you turn around in his embrace to face him, lay your hands flat on his chest, and look up at him with the biggest doe eyes you could muster, “want to see what’s underneath it?”

the ghost of a smirk lies on his face and he leans down to capture your lips in a heated kiss. his hand cups your cheek closer to him while his other one grips your ass and lower back.

his tongue slots between yours as he deepens the kiss, and he reaches down to the backs of your thighs to lift you up onto the counter. your legs open up instinctively and he steps in between them letting his hand run up the plush of your thigh to the band of your panties. he toys with the lace pattern of it before he detaches his lips and pulls the skirt all the way up.

he slowly sinks to his knees, never breaking eye contact with you as he whispers, “this is definitely my favorite costume on you.” he’s face to face with your pink panty covered pussy and he lets out a groan when he notices the wet spot in the center. he tentatively traces a finger up and down your slit, gauging your reactions.

soft whimpers fall from your mouth as you let out a whiny, “spencer…”

“don’t worry baby, i’m gonna take care of you.” he coos, “lift your hips.” you oblige as he gently pulls your panties down and stuffs them in his back pocket. his large hands push your legs apart, giving him better access as he tugs you closer to the edge and leans in to draw a long stripe up your core with his tongue.

you let out a high pitched moan at the contact, bracing yourself on the counter with your palms flat down. his tongue draws shapes on you and you feel his finger prodding around your hole before plunging in, driving you straight to delirium.

the sensations begin to overwhelm you and you feel the peak rising in your gut. you tangle your hands in his curls, “pl- please don’t stop.” you whimper.

he groans into your pussy and you feel the vibration sent throughout your entire body, enough to push you over the edge and let the white hot overtake you. he doesn’t stop pumping his fingers or his tongue as he drags out your orgasm for as long as you’ll take it, before you’re yanking him by his hair off of your core and up to your face to kiss him dumb.

the salty taste of you lingers on his lips as you grab his face with both hands and keep him close to you. he lets out a whimper when you tug his hair again, and you smirk as you break the kiss to slide off the counter and drop to your knees. you quickly undo the clasp of his belt, the sound of his zipper going down making spencer’s heartbeat go faster.

the size of his bulge through his boxers was intimidating but it only spurred your desire to please him more. you look up at him and offer an innocent smile as you lean forward to pull back the fabric of his boxers with your teeth and let it fall back into place with a snap.

the impact caused spencer to moan out loud, and he watched with bated breath while you slowly tugged his boxers down to let his cock spring free. you let out a tiny gasp, “spencer…i never knew you were so pretty.” 

his preening turns into a sharp moan as you take in the head of his length into your mouth. swirling your tongue around like a lollipop. you lay your tongue flat on the underside of his cock and slowly let it enter your throat until your nose is flush with his tummy and you’re gagging to keep him inside.

“ho-o-ly shit, fuck.” spencer groans when he looks down to see his whole length down your throat and your eyes bulging with tears at the fullness in your mouth. he wishes he had a photographic memory so he could engrave the vision of you on your knees for him in his brain forever.

you retract back and start bobbing your head on his cock, using your hand to pump whatever you couldn’t easily fit in your mouth. expletives and moans fall from him every millisecond, the feeling being so irrepressible that after a minute spencer had to pry you off him so he didn’t finish in your mouth.

“what, too much?” you grin mischievously, dragging your thumb across your bottom lip to wipe the spit.

his heavy breathing is the only answer you got as he turns your body around to face the mirror, and bends you down at the waist to lean your upper body on the counter. he flips your skirt up so your ass is on display for him and draws his hand back to give your right ass cheek a big smack.

you moan out languishly and he lets out a small chuckle, “kinky, are we?”

“you’re the one who spanked me.”

he bends down to whisper in your ear, “yeah, but you liked it. i can feel you getting wetter.” his fingers return to your core to spread the new wetness onto his cock before aligning it at your entrance. he slowly pushes in, stretching you out bewitchingly. he breaks his gaze from where you connect to look back into the mirror, and god, is he so fucking glad he did.

your face is beautifully fucked out, eyes glistening with tears about to fall over, cheeks flushed, eyebrows furrowed, your arms pressed so perfectly against the sides of your chest your breasts are threatening to spill out of your bra.

“god, you look like a dream,” spencer whispers from behind as he begins thrusting into you. you moan back in response and push back on his cock to meet his thrusts. the noise of your hips meeting and him sliding in and out of you filled the bathroom. 

“i’m so close, fuck, oh my god.” you whine pathetically. spencer can’t help but smugly grin in response, “already? it can’t be over that fast, hold it.”

you gasp out, “i can’t, please, i need to come.”

he wraps one arm around the front of stomach to hoist you up and uses the other hand to tug on your pigtails to lean your head back towards him, “you’ll come when i say you can. you’re my good girl, right? gonna show me how good you can be for me?” he whispers hotly in your ear.

a loud moan escapes your throat as you try to keep your composure and hold your orgasm at bay. his precise and timed thrusts doing nothing to help you, you feel yourself starting to float away, becoming so cockdrunk off of spencer you can barely keep yourself conscious.

“almost there, pretty girl. you’re doing so well, ‘m so proud of you.”

you make the mistake of looking back up at the mirror, becoming grossly entrapped by the image of spencer pounding into you from behind and his equally fucked out face tucked into your neck, “spence…baby, please.”

he whines at the pet name and finally gives in, “okay princess, you can come now.” your second orgasm of the night ravages through you, leaving nothing behind but thoughts of spencer. he continues fucking you through your peak, chasing his own release to come shortly after.

“fuck, i’m close. where d- do you want me to..?” he stutters.

“in my mouth.” you breath out.

he groans out loud, “on your knees.”

he pulls out of you and you immediately drop to your knees, not hesitating to take his length into your mouth and using both hands to pump the remaining. spencer puts a hand on the back of your head and guides you to thrust onto his cock until he lets out another stuttered groan, spurts of his release coating the inside of your mouth.

you make sure to get every last drop of him down your throat, seductively sliding your mouth off his cock with a resounding pop. you’re breathing heavily and you remain on your knees as you try to remember what fucking world you’re even in. spencer grabs you by the forearms to pull you back up to him, and gently perches you back on the counter noting you probably wouldn’t be able to stand on your own anyway.

spencer breathes hotly into your face, his hand coming up to caress your cheek and brush a few loose strands of hair behind your ear. his other hand remains on your waist, drawing soothing circles. you grin widely, and spencer notices and matches your smile without hesitation.

“what?” he laughs lightly.

“nothing, it’s just it looks like my plan worked.” you replied.

“and what was this plan of yours?” he grins.

“well, i just wanted you hot and bothered. i did not expect you to fuck me in a bar bathroom,” he blushes at your admission, “plus, you don’t even shake people’s hands. i definitely thought having sex in a public place, let alone the bathroom of a bar, would be so not your style.”

“i think if you keep wearing outfits like this around me,” he gestures to your disarrayed button up and bra, “you’ll be surprised at what i’d be willing to do.”

“so, is this a good time to tell you that britney has other music video outfits that are just as iconic as this one?” you gleam up at him.

his eyebrows raise in curiosity, “it certainly would be. on a totally unrelated note, i’m parked right out front.” he half jokes as he pulls you off the counter towards the door. you giggle and follow blindly behind him, when your eyes draw to the back pocket of his trousers and you notice a flash of hot pink.

“spencer! my panties, oh my god. give them back.”

he looks over his shoulder at you, “i have no idea what you’re talking about.” he feigns. you roll your eyes and let him have it, totally ignoring the way he shoves the panties further down his pocket out of sight.

[imaginethat0327]

Get to know us!

Hey everybody!  IJustLiveHere and I decided it might be kinda nice to share some info about us, so we can all be a little more personal with each other. We each made a little list of stuff we thought might be kinda fun to share :D 

ImagineThat 🦜: 

21 years old, pronouns she/her

Lives in the USA

Loves to sing, and enjoys pretty much all genres of music (from the Oh Hellos to the All-American Rejects, from cinematic instrumental to rap :D)

I’m an ENFJ and an Enneagram 9. My top love languages are Quality Time and Words of Affirmation.

Likes: Chocolate, coffee, sunshine, animals (especially cats and birds!), talking with people, having long, complex conversations, encouraging others, drawing (mostly digital art), all types of food (Italian, Chinese, Vietnamese, Korean, Greek, Halal, Indian, American, Mexican…. It goes on and on), Christmas (THE MOST WONDERFUL TIME OF THE YEAR), sharing my interests with other people, and watching movies (All the movies, all the movie quotes, lets goooo.) 

Dislikes: Sweet potatoes, most types of squash, mushrooms, disrespect towards others (HUGE pet peeve, especially when it’s directed towards parents or elders), bugs (unless in a documentary), rudeness, hypocrites, cold temperatures, unnecessary/over-the-top gore or crass language (unless I’m writing Bakugo or a character for which swearing is normal for them), horror films (they give me nightmares. I like a good psychological thriller, though) being ignored or otherwise deemed unimportant *sad face*, upsetting others. 

Fav Fandoms: My Hero Academia, Sherlock, Doctor Who, Stranger Things, How to Train Your Dragon (films), Lord of the Rings (films and books), Owl House, Avatar the Last Airbender, Star Trek TNG and DS9, Disney (especially pixar, but like the older movies cause the most recent ones are sorta meh), Marvel (not as much any more, gotta admit, although Guardians of the Galaxy 3 SLAPPED) and Hermitcraft 

Other fun stuff: I have a fairly big family, two dogs, and I’ve moved seven times in my life. I’ve traveled to nearly every US state and several other countries. I know how to passibly juggle, was once on a swim team (my record for breath holding about 4-5 years ago was 2 minutes!), and I rode horses for a while. My personal mission statement for life is to fight cynicism and negative views, always try to be open-minded and wise, and to always keep improving myself. 

IJustLiveHere 🍓:

20, she/they

Based in the USA 

I’m a theater person, and love both acting and working behind the scenes. (Like ImagineThat, I also appreciate all music genres)

INFP and Enneagram type 2. My top love languages are Physical Touch and Quality Time, although I appreciate all of them in my own way

Likes: Video games, dnd (playing and streams), sweet things, watermelon (my favorite fruit -despite what my sona may tell you- and I can eat entire melons in one sitting), snow, pretty much all animals, baking, platonic displays of affection, getting clear directions about something, talking about things I love, and listening to people rant about things they’re passionate about

Dislikes: Horror films (I’m really squeamish unless it’s animated or drawn, and spook super easily), pork and things that sneak food dye into it (allergic and makes me sick), the sun (also makes me sick), hot temperatures (haha makes me sick too), making on the spot decisions, and watching things that give me second-hand embarrassment

Fav Fandoms - Anime/Manga: One Piece, My Hero Academia, Jujutsu Kaisen, Haikyuu, Dr. Stone, Fire Force, Hunter X Hunter, Chainsaw Man, Dorohedoro, Assasination Classroom, Mob Psycho 100, Hell’s Paradise, Kaiju no.8… (a whole lot more but the list would be waaaayyy too long if I added them all. Name it and I most likely will be into it)

Fav Fandoms - Cartoons/Shows: Rise of the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles (but I like the other iterations too), Lego Monkie Kid, Avatar the last Airbender, OG Teen Titans, Marvel (more of a casual fan), Dimension 20 (most definitely not a casual fan… it’s a problem), Critical Role, and Firefly 

Other Fun Stuff: Ok some fun facts about me. [1] I tend to get injured in weird ways. For instance: I once cut myself on the round orange part of a pumpkin, and I've accidentally cut myself on a box cutter… by falling onto it face first. (She also somehow managed to stab herself in the hand with a knife while cutting a bagel, then drop the knife on her foot blade-first -ImagineThat). [2] I also rode horses! It was very fun. Unfortunately I had to stop when COVID rolled around 🙁. [3] My favorite number is 13, mostly because I just think it’s neat but also I was 13 years old when I moved out of my home state. [4] I love to bake, but I honestly know nothing about cooking lol. [5] I am a dice gremlin and have more dnd dice sets than any one person probably should, and the same goes for earrings! I love funky dangly earrings and probably have somewhere in the hundreds of pairs. [6] I want to go to Ren Fair or a Cosplay Convention one day but I don’t have the stylish outfits to do so *sigh*. [7] I honestly had never heard of Hermitcraft or Empires until I started beta-ing for Imagine. I’m hooked on those silly little guys now and even though I don’t actually watch the streams Imagine keeps me updated on everything that goes on with them (which I look forward to hearing every time)

[cosmicluci]

First order of business: Trans (demigirl), Lesbian, She/They. If you're any kind of bigot (racist, LGBT-phobic of any kind, misogynistic, etc.), please kindly fuck off and DNI (I know DNIs don't work, but it's harmless and tells others it's a safe space, which my blog definitely is, so there it is anyway).

ALSO! I draw, and I'm a huge frickin' multifandom nerd, and I'm also a legal scholar doing research on genocide.

So my blog is a mishmash of stuff related to all that: gay, queer in general, nerdy shit, art, and the occasional post about atrocities (though I don't like to always talk about that, because it's work, and I'm just not always in the mood).

I do commissions! For the current status, check my Bio.

You can also find me on Instagram and DeviantArt.

I have a Tags page in my blog, that's not visible on mobile. This is a post with all the main tag categories I use for my drawings

All of my original posts (both drawings and text posts) will include #cosmicluci.

#Traditional Art

#Digital Art

#Needle Felting

#Commission (both open and completed)

#LGBT+

     #Sapphic

     #Trans

     (I’m only putting those for specific identities here, because that’s what I draw the most)

     #Pride (This one for drawings that celebrate queerness, especially the ones I make for Pride Month).

#Personal

#Political

#Monster

     #Vampire

     #Cosmic Horror

     #Demon

     #Witch

     #Aquatic Creatures

     #Ghosts

     #Creature Design

#Cosmic

#Fan Art

     #Comics

          #Marvel

          #DC

               #The Sandman

     #Disney

     #Star Wars

     #Star Trek

     #Doctor Who

     #The Dark Crystal

     #Lovecraftian

     #Disenchantment

     #She-Ra

     #Revolutionary Girl Utena

     #Lord of The Rings

     #Addams (for both Addams family, or Wednesday-specific fan art)

#Norse Mythology

#Holiday

     #Halloween

     #Christmas

[ageless-aislynn]

👻 and 🥳!

Aw, thanks so much for playing along! 😁

👻 What is your wildest headcanon?

Okay, so it’s not really wild since I’ve talked about it so much and written a fic about it, too, but I would’ve LOVED to see the mayhem these two could’ve caused together, lol! They’d have this whole Covenant war thing cleared up in a week or so, I’m thinking... 🤔😂 Either that or they’d have the galaxy burned down. I’m confident on one or the other, though! *fist thump* 😂

In other headcanon news, I’m pretty sure I can justify every member of Noble Team somehow surviving Reach. Even the ones we clearly saw Get Killed™. Jorge was actually transported safely away to a slipspace destination before the explosion and just needs to catch a ride back! Kat’s shields had begun to recharge and managed to direct that shot around her helmet, she was just knocked unconscious and woke up later with a slight headache! Carter was just a little bit shot-up and managed to eject before crashing into the Scarab. Give him a couple of Band-Aids and he’s fiiiiine. 👍 Emile’s shields are still active (seriously, they really are, you can check when Six goes up to the MAC gun, the Elites’ are too, they also have been known to blink 👀) so clearly he was only a tiny bit stabbed and is sleeping it off. Boy, is he going to be embarrassed when he wakes up and he TOTALLY missed shooting down that huge ship, right? We all know that Six found the Deepest Cave on Reach™ and hid out there. It’s practically canon at this point. 😇 And Jun comes back like...

Jun: What the heck, guys? I left you for 10 seconds and now the planet’s been glassed???

*gigglesnort*

🥳 Why did you start writing fanfic?

I didn’t know that’s what it was but I wrote my very first fanfic about a total self-insert Mary Sue and Mr. Spock back when I was maybe 10? I loved Star Trek and Spock, I loved writing stories and the two just combined. It was a way for me to feel like I could be a part of something I loved.

The first fanfic I actually posted was for Lord of the Rings when Fellowship came out, another self-insert but this one was purposely aware of it, written like “my” diary as a serial done over the course of a year. Then the first “proper” fic I wrote was for Doctor Who. I’d had writer’s block for 6 years at that point (yes, years; that was awful as somebody who used to always be writing something) but I had several friends who were writing Ten/Donna and encouraged me to try my hand as well. I decided to try a drabble, just to prove to myself I could write 100 words. Then I got such a nice response, I wrote another one. Eventually, I wrote quite a few DW fics.

But the thing they all ultimately have in common is a way for me to feel like I’m a part of whatever show/movie/etc I love. 🤗

Thanks again so much! 😁

Fanfic Writer Ask Game

[celtfather]

Isn't it Grand to be Walking Undead #268

What happens when a traditional Irish song is rewritten about zombies? And I have CDs!!!! If you didn’t say, “You have Cds…”, you’ll find out why it’s important. It’s kind of funny.

This is Sci Fi Pub Songs & Stories #268.

0:16 - “Isn’t It Grand Boys” from Happy Songs of Death

4:09 - WELCOME TO SCI FI PUB SONGS & STORIES

This is the audio edition of my newsletter. I am Marc Gunn. I’m a rhythm and folk Celtic musician living in Atlanta, Georgia. I play traditional Irish and Scottish drinking songs. I’m also a songwriter. I write songs inspired by Celtic culture as well as pop culture, things like Lord of the Rings, Firefly, Star Wars, Star Trek, Doctor Who and more.

If you’re new to the show, please subscribe. You can do that PubSong.com/free or even better or you can subscribe and download all of my songs in this show. Just send me an email.  pubsong@ celtfather

You will get an auto responder with a link to download this month’s songs. You will also get that subscribe link. It’s quick and easy.

While you’re emailing me to get your free EP, let me know what you’re doing while listening to this episode.

We kicked off the show…

5:04 - WHAT’S NEW STORY

I really should talk more about the stuff I sell in my store. But it feels uncomfortable to do so. That’s one of the reasons if you go to any of my live shows, and I say, “I have Cds”. Audience members will shout “you have Cdddsss?!”

It’s a little gimmick I use to draw attention to my merch. And it’s really catchy.

I was listening to the last episode of the podcast about writing drinking songs. While I talked about my song “The Cat Came Back… the Cat’s Perspective,”. It’s from my C-D… And then I paused, just like I do at live shows.

When I listened to the episode, I responded, “You have CDs…”

It got me thinking. Could we do that same thing through a podcast?

I don’t know. But we’re gonna try. We’re gonna make this podcast into a sort of an interactive drinking game.

Each time I mention CDs, your job is to audibly respond, “you have CDs…”

6:25 - UPCOMING SHOWS

APR 1-9: Sherwood Forest Faire, Paige, TX

APR 6: Dragon Con Filk Music Concert with Brobdingnagian Bards @ 7 PM CST

APR 20: Cat Drinking Songs on Bandcamp @ 7 PM EAST

APR 21-23: Jordan Con, Atlanta, GA

APR 29. The Lost Druid Earth Day Biking Concert, Avondale Estates, Ga @ 6:30-9:30 PM

JUN 3-10: Celtic Invasion Vacations, County Mayo, Ireland

9:24 - The Celtic Kitchen Party “Covid-19 Shanty” from Last Call

11:11 - COMMENTS

I don’t get a ton of feedback for this show. But if you send an email to pubsong@celtfather with a short comment about the show… or just mentioning CDs that you love, that’s a great way for us to interact and have more of a conversation.

In fact, if you need a starter, I’d love it if you would grab your phone. Go to your voice recorder app. Say, “You have Cds”. Then email it to me.

Marisa Halvorson emailed: "Hello Marc! I have been listening to your songs practically nonstop this St. Paddy's season (I'm in NOLA and work on Magazine street so season it is) I had to work on the day the Irish Channel parade rolled and definitely enjoyed it more with your songs keeping me company while locked in my building by parade goers. Thank you for always keeping me company and my spirits up with your music."

Kennedy Johnson emailed: "Happy St Patricks Day to you Marc.  I hope you and your family are well on this day of Green & Orange 🇮🇪   I love your podcasts!!  I have today’s show cued up and ready to play.  Always a tradition foe me to list to your music podcast on this day!!"

13:50 - JOIN THE CLUB

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14:34 - Marc Gunn “The Maid Went to the Mill” from Kilted For Her Pleasure

16:49 - THE STORY ISN’T IT GRAND, BOYS, TO BE WALKING UNDEAD

What happens when a traditional Irish song is rewritten about zombies?

One of the cool things about drinking songs is when the audience gets involved to make the song their own.  I don’t know if that is the origins of the “dead, dead, dead” line in “Isn’t It Grand, Boys”. But it seems likely.

It also seems like a great inspiration for a geek to turn it into a song about zombies. My friend Cathy Dailey did that and wrote “Isn’t It Grand, Boys, to Be Walking Undead.” It features all sorts of undead tropes like BRAINS, crushed flowers, and hunting undead, which totally takes my brain to Buffy, The Vampire Slayer.

The “Brains” line is my favorite because it replaces the “dead, dead, dead” with “brains, brains, brains” in the most-zombie-like style.

The chorus is also fun because it includes the “Wilhelm Scream”. That’s the term used for that death yell I make at the end of “Just time for one bloody last cry”.

Oh! Check this out from Wikipedia:

“The sound is named after Private Wilhelm, a character in The Charge at Feather River, a 1953 Western in which the character gets shot in the thigh with an arrow. This was its first use following its inclusion in the Warner Bros. stock sound library, although The Charge at Feather River is the third film to use the effect. The scream is believed to be voiced by actor Sheb Wooley.”

Sheb Wooley is best known for his song “Purple People Eater”.

But the trope of all tropes that makes the song for me is “Up come the hands of another undead”. It’s creepy, very visual, and just perfect.

The song features Nathan Deese on guitar, whistle, bass and “Brains” comments.

20:34 - Marc Gunn “Isn’t It Grand, Boys, To Be Walking Undead” from Sci Fi Drinking Songs

23:47 - CREDITS

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There are dozens of informative, entertaining panels by superstar creators as well as cosplay, gaming, trivia, film, horror and other pop culture themed sessions.

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[spock-smokes-weed]

I really wanna rewatch doctor who because I haven’t seen it since like 6th grade and the general consensus among recovered superwholock fan is that it’s the one out of the three that was genuinely good.

But like I’d watch to rewatch it with someone. But living at home makes that very hard because 1) my family doesn’t like what I’m into and will kick me off the TV if someone else wants to watch something, 2) a lot of my irl friends are busy with their own lives so it’s hard to meet up and coordinate anything, let along a marathon of something, 3) I don’t know how to drive so I’m basically stuck here.

And idk as I get older the more I want to be sharing my interests with other people and connecting on our mutual love of something. Or just general curiosity. I’m not content to do things on my own anymore and sadly post about it on the internet.

Like sometimes I can get my parents to watch stuff with me, but they’re often uninterested (if not flat out rude) or don’t connect with it on the same level I do. And that’s understandable because they’re my parents, but it does make things so much lonelier. I was able to strong arm my dad into watching Good Omens, and he really liked it but kept falling asleep during all the good bits. I had to rewind on a joke because he was talking over it. 

Idk y’all. I just really do not want to be living at home anymore. I want accessible real flesh friends who would love to watch Doctor Who, or Star Trek, or BTAS, or ATLA, or lord of the rings or whatever. I’m 20 years old I want to be around ppl who won’t moan and complain that I’m watching anime in the living room when there’s a football game on. 

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Amethyst you so much

Summary: Spencer has had a crush on Y/N since she started working at the bau. She only ever works the night shift after a case, handling all the aftermath gracefully. one night, Spencer stays back and they strike up a conversation about rocks, causing their feelings to dig a little deeper.

Warnings: pure fluff, weed mention, hurt/comfort, grief and mourning

Word Count: 6.4K

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Late nights at the office had become his thing since Gideon left.

He couldn’t bring himself to go home some nights without a game of chess, a cup of coffee, and the ambiance of the post case staff working. He would’ve had no idea about what goes on after they close a case if he didn’t stay behind most nights.

The phone rings almost every 10 minutes, and it’s always answered by the sweetest voice. The fax machine never turns off, and the most beautiful girl in the world is always running around placing papers in different places.

He’s been smitten with her since she started here, 2 years ago. Never seeing much of her since she was switched to the night shift, always wanting to just watch her from afar, never speaking to her unless he needed to.

“Yes, again we are so sorry for the door,” he can hear her voice from the back corner of the room. “Agent Morgan will be paying for that out of his paycheck, don’t worry, Mr. Kennings. We’ll be sure to remember your hotel when we’re in the area again. The FBI has a very generous budget for overnight cases. Of course, you have a good night too.”

She hung the phone up harshly and let out a deep sigh. He turned around to see her face in her arms, resting against the desk. She looked done, completely fed up. He would be too.

She looked up then, noticing that he was making eye contact with her. She awkwardly smiled and waved at him, “sorry.”

“No, I’m sorry,” Spencer replied. “We asked for the key, I should have stopped him from kicking it in.”

She laughed then, walking over to his desk so she didn’t have to yell across the room. She sat on the corner of his desk lightly, “why do you stay every night?”

“Oh, um,” he wasn’t prepared for this. She had never talked to him before. She was barely able to even look at him when she used to place papers on his desk 2 years ago, now she was on his desk.

“I don’t like to bring the work home with me, it’s better to destress here before I go to my apartment,” he answered, half honestly.

She nodded slightly, “I get it. Luckily I go home in the mornings so the sun helps me feel better.”

“Going home in the dark isn’t fun,” she lightly smiled up at her.

“Do you want a coffee or anything?” She asked softly, “seeing as I am still your assistant as long as you’re here?”

He laughed lightly, “I would, but I’d like to join you in the staff room for it?”

“Okay,” she stood, straightening out her shirt as he stood as well.

He held the doors open for her, letting her walk out first, still smiling as she waited in the hall for him. Never being anything less than 1 foot from him for some reason, and he didn’t mind in the slightest.

“Do you like your job?” He asked lightly.

“Oh yeah,” she laughed. “It’s like customer service on crack. Have you ever had to explain to someone why you can’t pay for the cracked foundation after Agent Morgan’s ransacked a place?”

“I honestly never thought of who has to deal with the aftermath,” he awkwardly admitted to her. “I’m so sorry.”

She couldn’t stop laughing as they entered the kitchen, “it’s fine. I never have to apologize on your behalf, it’s everyone else who seems to be reckless. Sometimes I feel like it would be better if I came along to babysit.”

“That would be helpful,” he smiled softly as she entered the staff room.

He watched as she took a new coffee filter out of the cupboard. Emptying the coffee pot with ease, rinsing everything before adding the water and scooping in the grounds. He was mesmerized by how fast she was able to do it, then again it was sort of her job.

“What mug would you like?” She turned to him with a smile that made his heart skip a beat.

“Um, the purple one, if it’s there?”

“You really like purple, huh?” She teased him, standing on her tippy-toes to reach the mug for him.

She placed it on the counter before grabbing a white mug, it had a bumblebee on it, “bee happy” written along the top. It was perfect for her.

“Purple is a stress-reducing colour,” she explained. “When I was a kid my parents painted my room purple so that I’d sleep better.”

“I’ve always been drawn to it.”

She leaned against the counter while the coffee pot started to percolate, “Probably because of your anxiety, coffee doesn’t help that.”

“It’s in my DNA to be like this,” he tried to joke, knowing he succeeded when her smile crept back onto her face.

He was on a mission to keep seeing it.

“For someone who spends a lot of time with dead bodies, creepy places and bad people, you sure are a mousy little thing aren’t you?” She teased him.

“I also love Halloween, go figure.” He’s not sure where the confidence came from, being able to make light-hearted jokes like this was only easy with the team.

Which she technically was a part of. He’s seen her almost every single day for 3 years, slowly being able to get comfortable enough for this very moment.

“What else are you into, outside of here?” She asked honestly, making his heart swell as no one else had ever asked him before.

“Lots of things,” he sighed. “I love to read, I’ll read anything. But mostly I enjoy far-off worlds. Lord of the Rings, Star Trek, Doctor Who, Sherlock mostly.”

“No supernatural?” She gasped. “Sacrilege, honestly. What kind of nerd are you if you don't support supperwholock?”

“That's the show with the monster hunting brothers right?” He tried to recall it to his mind.

She nodded with a pressed-lipped smile, “it’s bad but in a way where I can’t stop watching every Thursday, they just introduced an angel who is pretty gay. Star Trek is cool too, I guess, I was raised by Trekkies.”

“My mom was into Doctor Who.”

“Mamma’s boy,” she teased him slightly, returning her focus to the coffee as she poured the now finished brew into their mugs. “She was nice when she came in that one time, I made her a very sweet coffee just like yours.”

He reached for the sugar then, poring a generous amount into his mug with a grin, “how much do you like?”

“the same amount,” she couldn’t help but laugh. “I hate the taste of coffee, but it keeps me awake.”

He poured the sugar into her mug as she places a spoon in each. Allowing him to stir his own before picking it up finally. Holding the warm ceramic in his hands, it was almost as warm as the feeling in his chest when he looked at her.

He’s felt it for a long time. He’s been caught staring at her by Derek, JJ even tried to get him to give her his number. Which she already had for when she calls him into work in the middle of the night. They knew he had a crush, he did too. He just didn’t know what to do about it.

“Come to my desk, I want to show you something?” She asked softly, avoiding eye contact as she walked towards the door.

He followed, like a lost puppy, all the way back to her desk. It was always neat, he always looked at it when he made his way up the stairs to the briefing room. He could even see it from where he sat at the table sometimes. Always wanting to see her leave in the mornings.

She had a collection of rocks that always changed, he loved the blue one the most but it wasn’t there currently. She had all new ones since the last time he looked.

“Here,” she hands him one. It’s brown and gold, the colours moving and shifting as he turns it with his fingers. The gold running through it like a beautiful wave.

“what’s this for?”

“It’s a Tiger’s eye, for good luck and happiness,” she smiled. “Keep it at your desk and maybe it’ll be easier for you to relax when you come back?”

The butterflies in his chest were swirling then as she looked up at him with pleading eyes. Wanting him to take it, wanting him to feel better. Caring for him.

“Thank you,” he barely whispers, clearing his throat softly. “It’s very nice of you.”

“You’re always nice to me, so,” she shrugged.

They sat down then, he dragged his chair from his desk over to hers. Sitting in close as she explained all the meanings to her rocks. He listened carefully, getting to examine each one as she spoke.

“This one is Jade, it’s for balancing emotions and allowing compassion so I don’t scream at everyone on the phone,” she laughed as she placed one in his hands. Her fingers brushing his palm softly.

It was a beautiful green stone with a thin white line running through it, separating into 3 directions as he flipped it over, “it’s beautiful.”

“I know some people don’t believe in this stuff,” she started to get embarrassed as she placed them all back on the shelf. “But I’ve always thought; if the moon, which is just a rock, can control the water, and humans are 70% water, then who’s to tell me the moon cycles don’t control my emotions and these smaller rocks can’t help problem areas?”

“You’re not wrong,” he shook his head softly as he thought her words over. “People depended on the stars and planets for guidance originally, as well as rocks and herbs for healing, just because it’s outdated doesn’t mean it doesn’t work?”

“Thank you,” she smiled. “No one has ever agreed with me that easily.”

“Anytime you want to talk, I’ll just be over there,” he pointed at his desk. “And I’m a phone call away?” He swallowed sharply at his boldness, trying to stay calm as he awaited her answer.

“I do have your number,” she smiled, reaching out to place her hand on his. “But you should go home, I’m sure you’re chilled out now.”

“Yeah,” he agreed, staring at her hand as they touched. He lightly wrapped his hand around hers, holding it slightly, running his thumb over her knuckles. “I’ll see you tomorrow?”

“And every day after,” she whispered, tilting her head as she smiled at him.

This was going to be interesting.

—

Penelope was always dragging him out. She would take him shopping, to dinner, to the movies. She was like his big sister, dedicated to making sure he wasn’t always cooped up or trying to retreat into a fantasy life.

She kept him busy.

She had 4 bags in her hands as they walked down the street, peering into the store windows to see what else she could possibly be interested in taking home for someone. That’s when they passed the natural health store.

He stopped in his tracks, seeing all the different rocks on the wall accompanies by little cards that described how they could help. He opened the door and rushed inside before Penelope even noticed he stopped following her.

“Good afternoon!” The shop owner called out to him. “How can I assist you today?”

“Um, the girl I like has a rock collection,” he says softly, knowing Penelope is behind him listening. “Crystals more specifically, I’d like to get her some?”

“Well, you came to the right place,” the man beams, escorting him to the wall of rocks. “What is she like?”

“Wonderful,” the words are carried out of his mouth on a sigh as he thinks about her. “She’s confident and nice, and caring. She’s always positive and just so lovely.”

“I’ve got you,” the man starts picking rocks off the wall and placing them in his hands.

Spencer follows him to the desk where he lays down a handful of rocks, Penelope is shockingly quiet as she stands beside him, staring at the collection. She’ll be full of questions later, all of which he is terrified of.

“This is a rose quartz, pretty basic love, beauty, anti-depression stone,” he pushes the pink and a green rock towards him. “Serpentine is for new adventures, observation and insight. I have a feeling you’re up for an adventure with her?”

Spencer nodded enthusiastically, “I like that one. It would be better to get her some rare ones, some that have to do with friendship, new beginnings, or opportunities?” He tried to explain his feelings as best as he could. Not knowing if he sounded dumb for a change.

The man smiled wide, “here,” he dipped below the counter and dug out a box. “Chrysocolla is literally for new beginnings, love and opportunity.”

He hands Spencer a vitreous, raw blue stone with small green marks running all through it, it’s beautiful like her. “This is perfect.”

“I’ll throw in a Kiwi Jasper as well, it’s for being by someone's side, support and trust. As well as a Ruby in Zoisite it symbolizes finding the joy in life with someone,” he hands Spencer two equally beautiful stones, prepping a bag and wrappings for all of them.

Spencer lays out the 5 stones he picked out, watching him wrap them with care before placing them in a bag. He rings everything up, Spencer pays and before he’s even out the door Penelope is pouncing on him for answers.

“Who?!”

He can't help but blush and stutter, trying to brush past her and continue walking down the street. “You can’t hide forever Spencer, who is she?”

“How do you know it’s a she?”

“You literally said so?” She looks at him like he’s an idiot. “Come on? I won't tell anyone!”

“Y/N.”

The gears are turning in Penelope's head as she tries to place a face to the name, knowing she’s seen her somewhere, “From the office?”

He nods softly, “the one Derek bullies me for staring at?” He clues her in more as they walk.

“He also bullies her for staring at you,” she adds with a smile. “She’s going to love those, when are you going to give them to her?”

“I was thinking about just leaving one on her desk every day? Maybe with a note for why I picked it?” He really wants to woo her, she’s too special to just flirt with.

“She’s going to love that.”

—

Sure enough, he walked into work every day for the next week, placing a rock on a sticky note on her desk. He was never around when she was able to see it, only knowing she got it when he'd arrive at work the next morning with a note reading 'thank you ♥︎ ' on top of his files.

He thinks about her all weekend, planning how he'll give her the last rock as he takes the elevator up that morning. Only to see her sitting at her desk, phone pressed to her ear as she tried to talk someone out of suing the FBI, she looked absolutely miserable. Just a casual Monday morning for her, almost at the end of her shift.

He rushed over to his desk, putting all his stuff down to dig one of the rocks from his satchel. Picking the Kiwi Jasper for today, he grabbed a pen and a sticky note and wrote her a little note.

“Always here if you need to talk, -Spencer ♥︎”

He walked over to her desk, she was still talking so she didn’t notice him until he was right there, she looked up at him with a thankful smile.

“Yes sir,” she answered the person talking to her. “Can I call you back after I speak to the chief? thanks.” She hung up on him, turning all her attention to Spencer.

“I know you know it's been me leaving these, but I brought you in another one,” he says softly, placing the rock in her hand and sticking the note to the shelf where it would end up.

“oh my gosh, Spencer?” She placed her free hand on her heart as she looked at the rock.

“You looked upset?”

She stands and pulls him into a hug, he can feel all the eyes on him as he holds her back, letting his chin rest on her shoulder as she squeezes him.

“Thank you,” she whispered as she pulled back, awkwardly smiling at him as she also noticed everyone staring.

“Always,” he smiled back, hand still resting on her arm. “Um, I have a case I need to get to.”

“Of course, good luck,” she smiled.

He pulls the tiger's eye out of his shirt pocket, showing her that he still had it, “kinda hard not to have good luck with this.”

She bit back a smile, her eyes gleaming as she took a deep breath through her nose. Releasing the same feelings he was keeping inside, allowing both their butterflies to swarm out together.

—

He loved when they had cases in Virginia. Being able to stay in the bullpen and work was relaxing, it was easier to think where he felt safe.

He was working on the geo profile all alone, a huge map stretched across a clear case board as he laid a yardstick across it. Drawing a thick red line with marker over it, in his own little world as he worked away.

He doesn’t realize she’s standing there too until she’s lightly pressing her hand on his back.

“Hey,” she whispers softly. “It’s 10 pm, thought you’d like a coffee?” She places the purple mug on his desk with her purse, turning her attention back to what he’s doing.

“Thank you, I’m almost done here,” he says softly, finishing the red triangle he was making on the map.

“I’ve always found it fascinating how you do this,” she complimented him. “You’re so careful.”

“Like baking, it’s an exact science,” he smiled softly.

It made her giggle slightly, placing her hand back on his back as she moved in closer to look. He wanted her to stay there forever, but he knew he wouldn’t be able to focus. He tried his best to steady his hand as he finished the line.

Putting the yardstick back down and turning to her, she doesn’t move her hand, instead, softly moving to rest on his arm as she stands close to him. “How are you?”

He feels nervous for some reason, it’s not like she hasn’t been this close to him before. It’s just that she’s close and she smells wonderful and he wonders if her lips would be a better wake-up call than the coffee she brought.

He realizes he’s staring at her lips when he licks his own, “I’m good,” he furrows his brow and clears his throat with a nod.

She smirks at him, “how come you’re the only one still here? Hotch said it could wait till tomorrow?”

“I was waiting for you,” he admits, “but I got carried away setting this up, I never heard you come in?”

“Cause I didn’t,” she scrunches her nose slightly as she straightens her stance. “I saw you working hard and went right to get you a coffee.”

“You’re wonderful,” he blushes as the words slip out, trying his best to keep eye contact when all he wants to do is kiss her.

She pats his arm slightly as she backs up a little, grabbing her bag from where she set it on his desk. “I’m going to set up for the night, come talk to me before you leave?”

“Of course,” he says as she walks away, letting out a small sigh as he realizes just how badly he wants her.

He never gets to talk to her before he leaves, she’s on the phone when hotch comes storming in. Saying something about another body and making Reid leave with him. He’s busy for 3 days straight, thinking about her with every free thought he’s able to squeeze in.

He carries the rock from her in his pocket everywhere he goes; in his pants beside his keys, in his bag with his books, in his breast pocket, over his heart, behind a bulletproof vest. Feeling it press against his chest, a part of her keeping him safe where ever he went.

They finish the case with minimal damage, Spencer specifically making sure that Derek leaves all the doors on the hinges for Y/N’s sake, cleaning up any messes they make so she won’t have to hear about it over the phone. They all notice that he’s doing it for her, quietly appreciating the fact that Spencer is happy for a change, that there’s a glimmer of hope in his eyes again.

He arrives back at Quantico 30 minutes before her shift starts. Everyone else is packing up for the day while he sits at his desk, reading to occupy the time before she comes in.

Only she doesn’t.

30 minutes pass and she’s nowhere to be seen, it’s only 9:02 by the time he starts to panic. Wondering if she’s okay, hoping she’s just in the elevator or grabbing a coffee that’s actually good, somewhere outside of the office.

“Reid,” he hears Hotch calling him from his office door. “She just called in, her grandmother passed away last night so she won't be in.”

“Oh,” he furrows his brow, looking at him with confusion. “How did you know?”

“Penelope,” he smiles. “She’s still here too, and she knows where Y/N lives.”

“It wouldn’t be weird to go see if she’s okay?”

Hotch just smiles at him again, “go see her, Reid.”

Getting her address from Penelope felt a little weird, but she writes it on a sticky note for him and he’s out the door before she can even pry into what he’s going to say. Which is good, because he doesn’t know yet.

It’s late, but he stops by the little rock store on his way to her house. Seeing the lights still on and the same man from before behind the counter.

“Welcome back,” he’s overly cheerful for it being so late. “How did she like them?”

“She likes the ones I’ve given her so far,” he smiles, looking over the wall himself this time for the right one.

Scanning past every emotion and affirmation known to man as he looked around, picking out a beautiful pink Rhodonite for healing grief, supposedly acting as a hug from emotional troubles. And a Rainbow Moonstone for inner peace, harmony and strength.

“She’s lost someone recently?” He asks as Spencer places them on the counter.

“Her grandmother,” he says softly. “These are good, right?”

“They’ll be perfect, we also have amethyst bracelets, they’re good for healing and drawing in positive energy,” he points towards the small display of bracelets. Small purple stones separated with small gold beads.

He picks up 2 of them, placing them on the counter as well.

“Is she still just a crush?”

Spencer laughs lightly, “unfortunately.”

“She might be more after this,” he smirks, ringing him up. “I’ll give you a 2 for one deal on everything, I have a feeling you’ll be in a lot.”

Spencer thanks him as he pays, picking out a small purple bag for the rocks and bracelet. Placing one on his own wrist before leaving. Also picking up some cookie dough ice cream and a card at the corner store just beside her apartment. Remembering all the times Penelope, JJ or Emily has mentioned it being the best ice cream for crying.

He takes a very deep breath before knocking on her door, hoping to every god out there that she doesn’t find this incredibly inappropriate and weird.

“Spencer?” He hears her voice before she even opens the door, looking out the peephole at him.

She whips the door open, eyes puffy and swollen as she looks at him in shock. She’s in a big sweater and shorts, tears dripping down her cheeks as she shakes her head at him.

“I thought you could use some cheering up?” He awkwardly smiles, holding the ice cream up for her to see.

She wraps her arms around his middle, burying her face against his coat. Still crying as she holds him, he holds her with his free hand, shushing her as he presses his cheek to her head.

She pulls back with a sniffle, “come in,” she offers with an arm out, ushering him inside the small room as she closes the door.

He takes his shoes off, handing her the ice cream so he can take off his coat and satchel too. “This isn’t weird right?”

“Not at all,” she laughs slightly through the awkwardness. “You don’t know how much it means to me that you care this much.”

“I brought something for you,” he says as he struggles to dig everything out of his pocket.

He hands her the card and the little purple bag, seeing the overwhelming glance grow on her face. Her eyes grew wide as he mouth opened, speechless.

She opened the card first, reading the passage about grief that was already provided. Dealing with grief was something Spencer knew too well, adding something a little special to the bottom of the card.

“To live in hearts we left behind is not to die,” -Thomas Campbell. As long as you remember her, with a smile on your face and love in your heart, she will always be with you ♥︎ Spencer

She wipes her tears with her forearm, placing the card on the counter beside the ice cream before she opens the bag. She pulls out the bracelet first, absolute shock on her face.

“Spencer?” Is all she can say, in a high squeak as she shakes her head at him.

“I didn’t want you to be sad,” he says softly, stepping into her space and placing a hand on her arm. “I love seeing you smile, and I thought this could help.

He takes the bracelet from her grasp and places it over her hand. Resting it on her wrist softly, straightening it out against her sweater as she notices the matching on over his shirt sleeve.

“Oh this is so cute,” she swoons. “thank you, really Spencer.”

“And there are some rocks for grief healing in there too, one is supposedly like an emotional hug which should heal the grief and sorrow, and the other is more for inner peace and harmony,” he rambles away, not wanting her to miss anything.

She pours the rocks from the bag, into her hand, looking them over silently with a smile, “they’ll look great on my desk.”

“The purple looks nice on you too,” he compliments her, watching her eyes drift up to him.

She places the rocks on the counter before wrapping her arms around him once more. This time he’s able to actually hold her back, tight as possible as he rubs his hand over her back.

She smells like home, clean laundry and happiness. She’s soft and warm, he holds her perfectly against his chest, like she was a missing puzzle piece that someone finally found under the table, she fits into his life like she was supposed to be there.

She kisses his cheek softly before she pulls back, causing him to pull her into a real kiss on impulse. Connecting their lips as she sighs into the contact, melting into his grasp as she kisses him back.

Her lips are soft, fitting between his own gently as she breathes him in. Her hands reach up to grip his cheeks, kissing him again and again, placing pecks to his lips and cheeks with her eyes closed as he giggles.

“Thank you,” she whispers against his lips, “for everything.”

“I’d do anything for you,” he whispers back, kissing her one last time before she pulls away.

“I was actually about to smoke some weed on the fire escape and probably cry some more,” she laughs lightly. “would you like to join me?”

“I’ll stick with a bowl of ice cream,” he smiled awkwardly.

“Nice one,” she laughs as she opens the ice cream.

“What?”

“Oh, you didn’t even get the reference you made,” she laughs lightly, “to get high you smoke a bowl, so…”

It makes him smile, “I'm a comedian part-time.”

He makes her laugh again, loving the sound of her giggle replacing the tears. “Why aren’t you this funny at work?”

He thinks about it for a little, watching her scoop the ice cream into two bowls, “it’s a little hard to make jokes when people's lives are on the line, I know everyone else does but I get too focused.”

“They probably wouldn’t appreciate your jokes even if you did make them,” she says as she handed him a bowl with a spoon. “They’re kind of mean to you, in a family way but it still sucks sometimes to overhear.”

She walks into the living area then, grabbing a few blankets and opening the window to the fire escape. Crawling out to sit on the ledge, waiting for him.

“I don’t mind it,” he says as he finally sits down beside her.

She places the blanket over their laps, both of them sitting criss-cross applesauce as they ate.

“Do you like your job?” She asks him, just like he once asked her.

“Most of the time,” he nodded as he got brain freeze. The cold air, the cold ice cream, everything that was catching up to him as he scrunched his face up at the feeling.

She laughs at him only a bit before she’s also attacked by the brain freeze, holding the vein in her neck as she chokes out another laugh, trying to warm up the blood going to her head so the pain would stop.

They’re both just a mess of giggles together, unable to say any words as they let it all out. She leans her head on his shoulder lightly as they calm down to just soft chuckles. He presses his cheek against her head.

“Thank you, Spencer,” it sounds like she’s crying a bit. “My grandma was a lovely woman, she’d be glad I’m laughing right now.”

He reached out a hand for her to hold over the blanket. She interlocked their fingers softly, both cold from holding their ice cream bowls.

“If she was anything like you, I’m sure she was the most wonderful woman,” he says softly, not intending to make her cry but having a feeling he might.

“Would you be interested in holding me on the couch while I cry?” She asked softly, tears in her eyes as she looked up at him.

“Whatever you need, I’m here for you.”

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He’s late for work the next morning.

Waking up to the smell of coffee, opening his eyes to a strange view. He’s on a couch he doesn’t recognize in a room he doesn’t know too well.

Then he remembers, they ended up cuddled up on the couch. He wakes up to the memory of her on his chest, crying softly as they listened to some music, he ran his hand over her back while she went through it all, blessed to have his support.

He fell asleep under her at some point, waking up alone with a blanket laid over him. He sat up to see her in the kitchen, pouring coffee into a travel mug.

“Good, you’re awake,” she smiles at him. “Coffee is ready, I uh, I have this button-up shirt from a guy friend, if you wanted to wear that to work today? So they don’t think you stayed here?”

“That’s smart,” he replies as he rubs the sleep out of his eyes.

Getting up, he uses the bathroom, changes and takes that coffee from her. He’s not expecting her to kiss him on the lips at the door, but she sends him off to work like an old housewife.

He doesn’t want to pull away from her, keeping her pressed against him as he leans in for 4 more kisses before she finally pushes him out into the hallway with a laugh, “get to work!”

“Fine,” he sighs, “are you going to be in tonight?”

“Yeah,” she smiles, “funeral is in West Virginia next week, so I’ll be in until then.”

“I’ll see you later?”

She nods slightly with a soft smile, “you’ll be seeing a lot of me soon, Spencer.”

“Good,” he winks at her before heading down the hallway and towards the street entrance.

He sighs as he walks outside, resting his back against the apartment complex door, taking a moment to think about everything that just happened, the night of company and the wonderful send-off.

It was something he could get used to.

He rushes into the briefing room when he arrives at Quantico, sitting down with his coffee and pretending he wasn’t late. Listening carefully to JJ’s presentation of the case as he flips through everything he missed already.

“Wheels up in 30,” he heard Hotch say as he zoned back in. “Nice of you to join us, Reid.”

“I know that travel mug from somewhere,” Derek said as he stared at Spencer, who was taking a sip to avoid the awkwardness.

“Hmm?” He played dumb.

“That’s Y/N’s. She washes it every morning when she leaves to go home, I see her do it every morning,” his eyes open wide. “Holy shit.”

“Isn’t that the same tie and slacks from yesterday?” Emily teased him as well.

“Her grandma died, I brought her ice cream and slept on the couch okay?” He all but yelled, flailing his arms slightly so they’d all back off.

Derek reached his fist out for him to pound it, “good man.”

Then Penelope noticed the bracelet, “did she get you that?”

He sunk his hand into his pocket then, “no.”

“What?” Emily and JJ asked in unison, straining their necks to try and get a good look at what she was talking about.

He nervously held his arm out for them, showing them the purple bracelet resting over the sleeve of his shirt. “I got one for her too, it’s for healing and peace. It’s what she needs right now.”

“Oh, so you love her,” Derek smiles as he teases him. Making everyone else in the room swoon slightly.

“Okay and?”

“Oh my god!” Most of them shout at him, embarrassing him to no end. He was so glad she wasn’t at work this morning or else she would be able to hear this from her desk.

“Did you kiss her?” Rossi pries, asking what everyone else was thinking.

He scrunches his face, pushing his glasses up slightly as he clears his throat, “a few times.”

“Is she your girlfriend?” JJ kept the questions coming.

“Not yet,” he said softly. “Kinda weird to walk into her apartment while she cries to say ‘hey sorry about the death in your family, want to date me?’”

“Yeah,” Emily agrees, shrugging lightly. “At least she knows you like her now, it’s been what? 2 years?”

“2 years, 3 months, 17 days and 43 minutes,” he confirms with a small nod and pressed lips.

“Gross,” Derek teases him.

“The plane is leaving in 10 minutes,” Hotch cut into their fun.

Making them all gather their things and continue the interrogation in the elevator, and eventually on the plane, and in the police precinct. Even Penelope called him in the middle of everything to bug him about her.

The questions were never-ending, everyone wanted to know how they even started talking, who made the first move, how he plans to ask her out. They were relentless, he almost regretted admitting to anything.

They bug him all throughout the day, all the way until they’re arriving back at the BAU late that same night. He almost doesn’t want to go back to the bullpen and see her with all of them, knowing they were going to follow and say something.

She’s waiting in the hall when the elevator doors open, a pressed-lipped smile on her face, “bad news.”

“Another one?” Hotch sighs, “have Garcia send us the info. Be at the table in 10.” He pushes his way out of the elevator, passed them all as they stare at Y/N.

“Hi?” She awkwardly waves at them all, showing off the bracelet on her wrist.

“See ya, Spence,” JJ and Emily say as they matt his shoulder, dragging Derek and Rossi towards the bullpen doors.

“Sorry,” he apologizes for them softly, stepping into her space.

She wraps him up in a quick hug, keeping one arm around his waist as she guides him towards the bullpen, “it’s fine, they’re going to have to get used to us being together.”

“Together?” He repeats her words.

“I only cry on my boyfriend's shoulders, if you're up for the title?” She teases him softly, pinching his side as they walk towards the doors.

“Can I frame “Dr. Spencer Reid, Y/N’s boyfriend” beside my Ph.D.’s?” He keeps his hand on her shoulder, holding each other slightly as they walk towards her desk. He felt like one of those kids who wouldn’t let go of their girlfriend's hand in the school hallway, attached to her at the hip.

“I’ll make one for you while you’re gone,” she laughs lightly.

They stop at her desk where he sees all rocks he got her collecting on the shelf, as well as a cup of coffee and his favourite kind of donut.

“Thought you deserved something nice too,” she says as she nudges his side.

He kisses her on the cheek as a thank you, “you’re welcome,” she smiles to herself. A feeling of pride growing in both their chests.

“See you later?” He asks as he picks up the coffee and donut, walking away slowly as she smiles at him.

“Come home to me safely, Doctor Reid,” her voice is just loud enough for everyone in the briefing room, where everyone is waiting at the window, watching them, deciding to put on a show in return.

He stops on the steps to look at her softly, “I’d fight a thousand unsubs to come home to you.”

“I’ll leave the light on,” she blows a kiss at him, making him blush a deep red.

He waves, making his way up the steps and into the briefing room. A smile on his face, heart thumping in his chest, all the support in the world swarming around him as everyone patted him on the back.

That tiger’s eye really did bring him good luck and happiness, and her name was Y/N.

[leighsartworks216]

Request Rules + Characters

Dialogue Prompts List

Rules

- I will 100% write for all pronouns!!! I'm going to try writing most of my fics as gender neutral, so unless you specifically ask for different pronouns, I will most likely continue this trend (Male readers are so heccin valid please feel so welcome to request specific stuff too <3)

- I also write for trans readers, whether that be MTF, FTM, nonbinary or others

- I would be more than happy to write for poly relationships, so feel free to request poly stuff if that is more comfortable for you <3

- I don't like yandere stuff, the concept itself makes me uncomfortable, so I won't do yandere stuff

- I don't care how hot professor x student stuff is for y'all, as a student myself it makes me uncomfortable too and feels wrong personally so I won't write it either

- I will write smut now!! There are certain kinks or things I don’t enjoy and thus won’t write for, but I am open to writing it now

- Hurt/Comfort fics are welcome and encouraged!! I put trigger warnings anywhere I think needs it, so please be sure to read the warnings under each title/on each post and feel free to tell me if there's any triggers on a story I should add to the warnings :)

- I have every right to disapprove or not take your request. I get into the weird mindset that I can’t and then writing becomes more of a chore than a fun hobby. If I disapprove a request, though, feel free to request again. I do enjoy taking requests :)

- I will NOT write characters being abusive (physically, emotionally, mentally, controlling in an abusive way such as manipulating, etc - lying to fulfill a scheme doesn’t count), but I would be more than happy to write about them helping you get OUT of an abusive relationship. (And if y’all ever need to talk, for any reason, just hmu on insta @/pokemon216 just lemme know why I’m being dm’d by a stranger first lol)

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Characters I’ll Write For

- Loki Laufeyson (Marvel)

- Sylvie (Loki TV Series)

- Mobius M. Mobius (Loki TV Series)

- Obi-Wan Kenobi (Star Wars)

- Qui-gon Jinn (Star Wars)

- Ian Malcolm (Jurassic Park)

- Probably also Dr. Alan Grant (Jurassic Park)

- Geralt of Rivia (The Witcher)

- Jaskier (The Witcher)

- I can try Yennefer if someone requests it lol (The Witcher)

- Leroy Jethro Gibbs (NCIS)

- Abby Sciuto (NCIS)

- Dr. Mallard/Ducky (NCIS; only platonic or familial)

- Aragorn (Lord of the Rings)

- Legolas (Lord of the Rings/The Hobbit)

- Thranduil (The Hobbit)

- Asra  (The Arcana)

- Julian (The Arcana)

- Muriel (The Arcana)

- Lucio (The Arcana)

- Astrellio (For The Love Of Gods)

- Vidas (For The Love Of Gods)

- Eeri (For The Love Of Gods)

- Phoenix Wright (Ace Attorney)

- Miles Edgeworth (Ace Attorney)

- Darkiplier (Markiplier)

- Wilford Warfstache (Markiplier)

- Host (Markiplier)

- Yancy (Markiplier)

- Illinois (Markiplier)

- Damien (Markiplier)

- Eric Derekson (Markiplier)

- Indiana Jones (... Indiana Jones)

- Link (Breath of the Wild, Ocarina of Time - they’re the only ones I’ve played sue me)

- Revali (Breath of the Wild)

- Howl Pendragon (Howl’s Moving Castle)

- Turnip Head/Prince Justin (Howl’s Moving Castle)

- Sherlock Holmes (Enola Holmes)

- 9th Doctor (Doctor Who)

- 10th Doctor (Doctor Who)

- 11th Doctor (Doctor Who)

- Data Soong (Star Trek)

- Spock (Star Trek)

- Leonard “Bones” McCoy (Star Trek)

- Astarion Ancunin (Baldur’s Gate 3)

- Wyll Ravenguard (Baldur's Gate 3)

- Sylus (Love and Deepspace)

- Zayne (Love and Deepspace)

If I think of any more I’ll add them to the list, but also just feel free to ask if I write for somebody

[raplinemp4]

hey hi hello

since i restarted here lets do a new about me or whatever. my og blog was deanhasthetardis when i was like 20 and well known or whatever. If you ever saw that stupid ass heat of the moment audio that had 1mil notes on it, that was me.

things i’m probably gonna talk about: stray kids (3racha heavy), bigbang (t.o.p / gd heavy), rings of power/lord of the rings/middle earth tings, star trek (all gens). shinee, and random boygroups. things you might see but probably not often: fic, anime, ship tings, ateez, monsta x7, twice, itzy fandoms i’ve been in that i enjoy still but like on the dl: the beatles (og), one direction, supernatural, doctor who, sherlock, merlin, battlestar, star trek. the cosplay community for all of that too. (i recently started rewatching supernatural and its funny cause its still really good and its nice to be detached from cosplay and ship drama and just enjoy the ridiculousness of the show.) for personal shit, my names jess. she/they, no preference towards either. I’m 31, bisexual/pan, married to a bisexual/pan guy. i work as a network engineer for some finance adjacent company and i work really fucking stupid hours sometimes. my best friends are all bts stans. I have a dog named wesley crusher, a cat named starbuck (battlestar) and another cat named kitty. I collect old star trek things, some anime figurines (mainly jojo), all stray kids and bigbang things, and tabletop games. my favorite tv shows of all time are lost, deep space nine, the expanse, misfits, and battlestar galactica. my favorite animes are ghost in the shell, jojo, parasyte, naruto(og/shippuden), and ATLAB. And i’m picking cosplaying back up as a hobby.

[trustmeifyoudare]

so i saw everyone posting what fandoms they are in so i decided to curse you all and show you (bare in mind i’m probably missing a few and this will grow in about a week)

BOOKS 

All the Bright Places by Jennifer Niven 

Anne of Green Gables by Lucy Maud Montgomery

Blood Family by Anne Fine

Carve the Mark by Veronica Roth

Darkest Minds by Alexandra Bracken

Dellia by David Scidmore

Diamond City by Fransesca Flores

Divergent by Veronica Roth (btw I’m erudite)

Emily of New Moon by Lucy Maud Montgomery

Grimm Brother’s Fairytales

Harry Potter by J. K. Rowling

HOO by Rick Riordan

If It Bleeds by Steven King

Kane Chronicles by Rick Riordan

KEEPER OF THE LOST CITIES BY SHANNON MESSENGER (capitalized because this was my first official fandom)

Little House in the Big Woods by Laura Ingalls Wider

Little Women by Louisa May Alcott

Lord of the Rings by J. R. R. Tolkien

Magnus Chase by Rick Riordan

Matilda by Roald Dahl

i’m trying to read Maze Runner by James Dasher but i don’t have the first book yet

Mortal Instruments by Cassandra Clare (I have only read the first series so goD HELP ME IF YOU SPOIL THE REST)

Nancy Drew by Carolyn Keene

Order of the Sanguines Series by James Rollins and Rebecca Cantrell

PJO by Rick Riordan

going to read Red Queen by Victoria Aveyard soon but i am going to finish the book i’m reading right now. okay so i’m reading four books right now but we aren’t talking about that. my record is seven books at once

Rose in Bloom by Louisa May Alcott

Series of Unfortunate Events by Lemony Snicket

Six of Crows by Leigh Bardugo

The Chronicles of Narnia by C. S. Lewis

The Fault in Our Stars by John Green

The Glass Spare by Lauren DeStefano

The Hobbit by J. R. R. Tolkien

The Hunger Games by Suzanne Collins

The Smoke Thieves by Sally Green

The Wheel of Time by Robert Jordan and Brandon Sanderson (holy shit it was so good at the beginning but in the middle it got really slow and i don’t talk about the last book. no offense dudes)

They Both Die at the End by Adam Silvera

This Golden Flame by Emily Victoria

TOA by Rick Riordan

i really want to read Twilight by Stephenie Meyer and i have it cued up but i keep on getting distracted. btw this has been going on for a year so we will see how it goes

We Were Liars by E. Lockhart

MOVIES

ALF

Aquaman

Frozen

HAMILTON

Highschool Musical

MCU

Pirates of the Caribbean

Pre Marvel Spiderman Movies

Spiderman into the Spiderverse

Stars Wars

Snow White

TV SHOWS

Agents of Shield (still watching)

Clone Wars

Corner Gas

Danny Phantom (like, two episodes)

Doctor Who

Girl Meets World

Knight Rider

Last Man Standing

Max Steel

Miraculous Ladybug

Phineas and Ferb

Star Trek

The Flash

The Owl House

The X Files (though my parents won’t let me watch it now because i’m too innocent. fun fact, i wasn’t allowed to read the hunger games and twilight until last year. i’m in grade 11)

Quantum Leap

Vegetales

Wizards of Waverly Place

ANIME (yea i know it isn’t very big but it is really hard to find anime when you don’t have a streaming site with it)

Attack on Titan

Fairytail (halfway through)

My Hero Academia

Seven Deadly Sins

SONGS (i cannot function without music so ya)

Alec Benjamin

Alessia Cara

Alex Sampson

Astrid S.

Au/Ra

Ava Max

AViVA

Bea Miller

Bebe Rexha

Britt Nicole

Carys

Cher Lloyd

Clara Mae

Ellise

for King & Country

Francesca Battistelli

Finneas

Gracie Abrams

Hailee Steinfeld

Hollyn

Imagine Dragons

Jeremy Zucker

Jessie Murph

Lin Manuel Miranda

Munn

NF

Nightcore (fight me)

Olivia Rodrigo

Sasha Alex Sloan

Selena Gomez

SHY Martin

Taylor Swift

Tate McRae

Tenth Avenue North

Toby Mac

Unspoken

[heycaricari]

Well here we go. My first ask. Tagged by the inimitable @mortifyingideal Behold, Tumblr, the inner workings of my soul...

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1. How many works do you have on AO3?

27 under this name 😬

2. What’s your total AO3 word count?

476,208

3. How many fandoms have you written for and what are they?

Ho boy... Ok. I am probably forgetting a few but the big ones were LOTR, Harry Potter, Doctor Who, Star Trek TOS & VOY, Spooks, Silence of the Lambs, and of course Good Omens!

4. What are your top five fics by kudos?

Top, Anthony, Silk, Saltwater, and Any Other Way.

5. Do you respond to comments, why or why not?

I really truly try to. When I'm in a place where I'm actively creating content and happy with what I'm putting out, responding is easy. There's nothing I want to talk about more. When I'm in one of the troughs, not so much.

The appreciation is always there though. ❤️ I love that people care about what happens to my characters. The idea of my thoughts coming alive in someone else's imagination makes me feel like an ALL POWERFUL WIZARD.

6. What’s the fic you’ve written with the angstiest ending?

It will surprise no one to hear that I'm not a big angst writer. Ive tried but apparently I'm not a pessimist but a depressed optimist in disguise. Who knew.

Ive got a few dark chapters - especially in PL - but I think the endings make up for them.

7. Do you write crossovers? If so what is the craziest one you’ve written?

No. I barely manage continuity in one fandom.

8. have you ever received hate on a fic?

Yes.

9. do you write smut? if so what kind?

Yes. The wholesome kind.

10. have you ever had a fic stolen?

Yes.

11. Have you ever had a fic translated?

Yes. Not in this fandom but in one of my previous incarnations. I always used to wonder how well the Scottish idioms came across...

11. Have you ever co-written a fic?

No, but I would love to give it a go someday. Preferably with someone who has a loose grasp of deadlines. And endless stores of patience.

13. What's your all time favourite ship?

It's hard to choose. All the pairings I wrote about had a very different dynamic.

I guess, as I got older, characters like Aziraphale and Crowley became more appealing to me. (It was probably that realisation that it's easy to fall instantly and dramatically in love, but finding someone who can also be your friend, who you can trust... well, that's a whole thing).

14. What’s a WIP you want to finish but don’t think you ever will?

A Cold War human spy AU. It's research heavy and pretty dark.

15. What are your writing strengths?

Output. I have periods of time (usually days but occasionally weeks) when I can churn out copy like a room full of monkeys on typewriters. I have days where everything clicks. Sentences flow. Dialogue writes itself. Dangling plot threads find one another.

My good days are really good days - so I can double down and get a lot done.

16. What are your writing weaknesses?

I also have really bad days. They come from nowhere and, when they do, I avoid writing out of some weird fear that I've "lost" my flow and I'll never get it back. I put off working on things for weeks and, when I finally manage to sit down, I end up picking over what I've already got rather than working on something new. I overwork and lose confidence and end up screaming into the void. It's a whole cycle.

I am also not concise. I ramble and then resist cutting on edit.

17. What are your thoughts on writing dialogue in other languages in a fic?

I hadn't thought about it until this moment in time.

18. What was the first fandom you wrote for?

Lord of the Rings. Me and my sister used to write glorious (😂) epic romances which I would then type up and print off in the dead of night.

19. What’s your favorite fic you’ve written?

Fave multichap - "Cold". Not my most popular or polished (it's from before I met my wonderful beta) but I wrote as I posted - over the 12 days of Christmas - so I feel it's less filtered than my other work. I am really proud of some of the imagery I managed to get across. And I'd like to go back and spell-check it one day.

Fave one shot - probably New Life. It felt more real than the others. Maybe because it was from an outside POV. (Adam's).

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This was fun - thanks mort !!

[siswritesyanderes]

about Rule One, do youuuuu perhaps have any thoughts on how close everyone in the cullen family would be with sadie once she joins them? and also what activities they'd like to do most with her?? ^_^

Most obviously, Alice and Jasper would be ecstatic to have her around, and they would have to get comfortable with sharing her with the rest of the family; knowing that Sadie is talking to someone else in another room would take some getting used to, and they'd both have to overcome their clinginess.

Nessie already adores her, and that would only continue once she finishes Lord of the Rings and continues looking to Sadie for fantasy/sci-fi recommendations. Sadie would become her window into both the highly-respected works, like those of Isaac Asimov and Ursula K Le Guin and Octavia Butler, and the less respected. (Not listing those, because it feels mean.) Sadie would casually mention Doctor Who and Nessie would just have to watch it, and Nessie quickly becomes a huge fan. (Basically, Nessie inherited her mother's nerdiness but not her genre preference.)

Just as a symptom of existing in the same house as Nessie and Sadie, the rest of the family gets into various shows, movies, and books to various degrees. Edward secretly reads everything Nessie is about to read, just to make sure there's nothing inappropriate in any of it, and gets surprisingly into the Tolkienverse and the Legacy of Orïsha series. Emmett watches Doctor Who with Sadie and Nessie and starts referencing it kind of a lot. Jacob already likes Star Wars and both Avatars; Rosalie finds that she likes Star Trek. (Rosalie knows at least a little about all of it, though, because Nessie will ask for hair styles she's seen in various shows and movies or imagined from book descriptions, so she'll show them to Rosalie with her power.) Jasper enjoys the works of Octavia Butler, and he and Sadie have a few sober conversations about Kindred. Bella remains staunchly loyal to the classics, but she does find she enjoys the Inkheart series, when Nessie asks her to read them to her at bedtime. This all culminates in the Cullens going to various fan conventions ("for Nessie"), some of them in costume. (One time, Sadie dressed as Uhura and Rosalie dressed as Seven of Nine. Nessie dressed as Elva, from Eragon, as she preferred to dress for high fantasy settings. Another time, Rosalie and Emmett were Thirteen and "Sexy Eleventh Doctor". Alice insists that they can't repeat costumes, so things grow progressively more imaginative and Esme for sure dresses as the TARDIS at some point.)

Like I mentioned in the other posts, various family members would designate Sadie as their conflict moderator, so Edward and Rosalie might run up to her, both ranting at the same time about something the other did, and she would, slightly amused, unwind their conflict and analyze why they're feeling the way they are and get a sense of what behaviors could be changed. At a point, she'd have done this so often that she would designate specific "office hours", outside of which they can't bombard her with their disagreement unless it's an emergency. (Jasper does something to annoy Emmett, and Emmett goes, "I'm gonna tell Sadie!" and Jasper smirks like, "It's 8:31.") There is honestly still a fair amount of "Sadie, I know it's outside of your office hours, but...", and a lot of times she'll still listen and offer advice, but sometimes she'll say, "Not right now. I want to finish what I'm doing. Come back a bit later."

Sadie's well-maintained moral code tends to keep her out of trouble, but her curiosity and Emmett's eagerness to just Do Stuff means they can really just go nuts, if left alone together. Sadie might wonder, "Can vampires do this?" or "What happens if a vampire does this?" and Emmett will go from zero to "Let's find out" in a millisecond. (He does not follow the scientific method, so Sadie has separate journals labeled "Shenanigans" to account for their time together.)

Carlisle and Esme immediately and not entirely consciously dub Sadie the good one, often telling the other kids to follow her example. If she does get into mischief with her new siblings, Carlisle and Esme have been known to completely ignore her role in the mischief and only chastise the others. Sadie might say something like, "It wasn't just Emmett; I was involved, too," but at that point Carlisle or Esme would point out that Sadie is taking responsibility for her actions and the other should learn to do that, as well. No one holds it against Sadie; it becomes both a joke and a known fact that she gets away with pretty much everything just by virtue of being a super decent person.

Bella and Sadie are pretty much comfortable with just existing parallel to each other; they might read different books in the same room in silence and consider it quality time. Or they might talk about their human lives and shared experiences from having grown up at around the same time. Sadie finds Bella fascinating and enjoys studying her seemingly-contradictory personality traits. Everyone is contradictory to some degree, but Bella seems especially hard to figure out.

This is getting long, so I'm going to stop here, lol. Hopefully more of the relationship dynamics between Sadie and the Cullens will be clear in Rule One, but if not, you can always send another ask! 😁

[crisis-aversion]

Nav post

Bc I’ve needed to make something like this for a while

Will update as new things come up or I remember stuff I’ve forgotten

Nicknames: Lex, Crisis, V, Sounds

Aro/Ace

Please note: I am extremely trypanophobic and just seeing (or thinking about) a needle in use makes me uncomfortable, please please please never ever show me a picture with a hypodermic needle in it (not in use might be ok but definitely never in use I will get scared). Other kinds of needles are fine, I just had a bad experience with an IV when I was little and it (literally) scarred me for life.

Tumblr side blogs:

Writing alt (I’ve decided to password protect this alt so I can post my original works there. At some point if I make enough for it to be worth it I’ll sell permission to access it for art or something. (Based on an idea I had for my Toyhouse acc except you won’t need a TH for it))

Incorrect quotes alt

Prompts alt (for writing/role play/art inspiration)

Ask blog (for my OC continuity the Cabalverse)

Role play alt (DC)

Flight Rising sideblog

Other important stuffs:

Commissions (virtual currency)

Commissions (real currency)

Adopts

Requests

Current event

Other accounts

Toyhouse

AO3

FanFiction.Net (outdated profile and fics; I rarely use this account to post anymore)

Deviant Art (rarely used anymore)

Art Fight

YouTube

Discord server

Tags:

And they shall be made examples of: Art example tag

Art of Crisis: art tag

Sounds off: dumb text posts, feel free to ignore or block them

V thoughtful of you: Art people have done for me/of my OCs or AUs

Shipment received: Ship art tag

And they stole a golf cart: writing tag

Retribution!verse/Avengers Retribution: main Marvel AU

Retcanon: random essay-ish bits for the Retribution!verse

Worldbuilding: any essay-ish post about my AUs or other stories

Queue do you think you are?: anything I queue will be marked as this. It may happen twice a year, I rarely use that function

Lex lurks: any posts I’m the op of

Talking to the void: anything I added onto outside of tags/reblog games that I’m not the op of

TBAU/that Batman AU: the Batman section of my DC AU

Breakthrough!verse: any other section of my DC AU

Double jeopardy: asks

Will add more as I make them

Current fandoms:

Main

Transformers (kinda taking a break from it rn)

Current hyperfixation

Green Hornet

DC (Smallville, Batman, and Constantine)

Pokémon

Marvel

Rather active

Doctor Who

Star Wars

Semi active (may occasionally bring them up randomly and confuse y’all)

M*A*S*H

Studio Ghibli

GI Joe

Sherlock

Hunger Games

My Little Pony

Beyblade

Inazuma Eleven

Star Trek (my dad is a Trekkie so)

Monster High

Harry Potter

Lord Of The Rings

Honestly a bunch of random 80s shows and stuff

Will add more as I think of them

DNI:

Racists

Pedophiles

Apologists thereof

Politicians/reporters

If you hero worship one or more members of the above category (if you say a politician will save us I will defenestrate you (from the ground floor))

Anyone anti Christian

Terrorists

Satanists/occult apologists

Someone that’s gonna use insults instead of valid arguments (ad hominem attack), especially if they generalize a group of people

If you use terms overused by politicians/the media (find your own words it’s not that hard)

Like Twitter/think it’s not a completely toxic cess pool of idiots that just wanna scream and send death threats

Are the type of person who screams for no reason/sends death threats

Will listen to something someone said just because they’re famous

Have unmarked pictures of hypodermic needles in use (screw you local news Facebook you freaked me out this morning from that picture PUT WARNINGS)

I’d say “are a spambot” but they can’t read so it’s pointless

Whatever I had on my TH list I can’t remember what they all were

[khashanakalashtar]

Fic questions

Tagged as usual by @the-lincyclopedia!

1. How many works do you have on AO3? 

114 across pseuds. 90 non-podfics.

2. What’s your total AO3 word count? 

397,048. 

3. How many fandoms have you written for and what are they?

Technically 25. But AO3 counts The Avengers (Marvel) – All Media Types, The Avengers (Marvel Movies), Marvel Cinematic Universe, and Marvel all separately, not to mention Captain America (Movies), Black Widow (Comics), Hawkeye (Comics), Agents of S.H.I.E.L.D. (TV), and Daredevil (TV). Writing for Star Trek TOS and AOS also feels like it shouldn’t count as two fandoms because it shares all the same characters. Also Untamed only has a fanvid in it, and I feel like Les Mis shouldn’t count because I wrote that as a crackfic inspired by a friend and have never been in that fandom and don’t know the characters. So roughly 19? Maybe 14, because when I talk about fandoms I’ve written for, I’m just gonna say Marvel for all those up there.

Other fandoms include, mostly in alphabetical order: Angel: the Series, Avatar: The Last Airbender, Battlestar Galactica, Check Please!, Doctor Who, Harry Potter, Sherlock, Supernatural, The Italian Word for Kisses, Torchwood, Vampire Academy Series, and 13 Reasons Why, the last of which is only on FF.net.

4. What are your top five fics by kudos? 

Disrespect (Avatar, 1341)

Inconvenience (Avatar, 930)

Keep (Avatar, 853)

Five Queer Avengers and One Straight One (what it says on the tin, 840)

Slip (Harry Potter, 778)

5. Do you respond to comments? Why or why not? 

Generally! Sometimes it takes me a couple years to get around to it, but I like to reach back out.

6. What’s the fic you’ve written with the angstiest ending? 

Oof, that’s difficult. Jackie Was a Friend of Mine ends with having to walk away from a soulmate after nearly losing them and getting no closure. Harry Potter and the Scarred Heart ends with the pairing still lowkey angsting about the breakup twenty years later, but tbf that’s second in a series which overall ends happily. Swing Bi Sometime ends with “But Hermione had had enough of girls and their empty promises, and she looked away. She swore never to swing that way again,” and Cursing Distance ends with “we’ve been growing apart I guess and I just saved your life but I just saw the way you look at Spock and I think I’ve lost you anyway.”

7. Do you write crossovers? If so, what is the wildest one you’ve written?

Oh man, was this question written for me?

Back in 2013-14 I wrote this series based on the premise that all possibilities and all of time was collapsing, based on a specific Doctor Who episode, and wrote massively crossed-over crossovers for it. At some point I went back and pruned the fandom tags so they would only show up in the tags for fandoms that featured prominently, but the original tagging had every fandom that featured at all, including:

Doctor Who (DW)/Battlestar Galactica/Torchwood/Harry Potter/Star Wars

DW/Angel/Torchwood/Sherlock/X-Men/Battlestar Galactica

Battlestar Galactica/Vampire Academy/Lord of the Rings/DW/Avengers

Avengers/Harry Potter/Torchwood/Buffyverse

DW/Sherlock/The Lion King/101 Dalmatians

8. Have you ever received hate on a fic?

I once received what might be called a request for better tagging phrased very cruelly.

9. Do you write smut? If so, what kind? 

Definitely. What counts as a kind of smut? I have M/M, F/F, F/M, polyam, PWP, porn AS plot, trans smut, werewolf, podficced smut, porn with feelings, casual sex, kink, every position I can think of off the top of my head, creator chose not to use archive warnings, enthusiastic consent, mild dubcon…I don’t write noncon, though.

10. Have you ever had a fic stolen? 

Not as far as I know. 

11. Have you ever had a fic translated?

I’ve had at least one request, but no follow through.

12. Have you ever co-written a fic before? 

Not really, but I’ve done pod-together and written for very specific prompts. Ciirii and I started writing a fic together but only got as far as, like, a scene. 

13. What’s your all-time favorite ship? 

I’m a multi-shipper, leave me alone. Kirk/Spock will live in my heart forever, but I think Wangxian might beat it for favorite. That could also just be because that’s the current fandom, though. I’m really a sucker for “I will choose you against all sense and reason, against everything the world has to say, over and over”

14. What’s a WIP that you want to finish but don’t think you ever will? 

I always kinda wanted to write the second half of True-Blue Sub.

15. What are your writing strengths? 

Use of language to either amuse or compel the reader. I never get notes about description or pacing when I get my stuff beta’d, though to be fair, I rarely do. I’m a fucking fantastic editor. I’m apparently pretty good at researching a disability that I don’t have and then writing it, going by the comments on Disrespect!verse.

16. What are your writing weaknesses? 

Motivation. Long-form plot.

17. What are your thoughts on writing dialogue in other languages in a fic? 

I don’t enjoy it. I always feel like I’m getting it wrong, even in Spanish. I have a deep and abiding need to be realistic about it so I am never gonna sprinkle speech with translated “yes” and “no” and leave the complex stuff in English unless MAYBE in the case of “that’s how it is in canon.” It irritates me to have to leave the fic to look up what’s being said. I wrote in Spanish for Kent because it was a fic for Pau, whose Kent is Mexican. I’ve dropped in a “desole” for Jack, but that’s about it for French. This does not apply to swearing.

18. What was the first fandom you wrote for? 

Star Trek: Alternate Original Series.

19. What’s your favorite fic you’ve ever written? 

Don’t Need to Compromise is the one that comes to mind. It’s messy and it’s beautiful and it’s real. New Face of Failure is also really good, even though it was hard as fuck to write. I Need Direction to Perfection is also up there, and so is Disrespect.

Tagging @becauseanders, @queendollophead-ao3, and @lanautisticzhan