#rottnteen answers

[rottnteen]

okii hi hi lovely i hv a new sfw blurb request <3 spencer reid coming home to reader having a bad week, him taking her to a bath and washing her while brushing her hair and stuff :(( my week has been so stressful and thought about being taken care of by spencer reid 🎀

Princess

TW: sfw, soft!dom spencer, sub!reader, just spencer being the best boyfriend ever, pet names, she calls him daddy but like not sexually but more in a comforting vulnerable way, idk ddlg undertones maybe?, spencer is able to pick reader up, reader is a girly girl!!!!

Spencer comes home with a smile on his face. Work was good because he only had to do files and he could get home to his lovely girlfriend. The love of his life. He enters the bedroom and sets his satchel down to see his Angel laying down in bed in her pajamas she was in last night. She looks up at him with a pout and he pouts back in return. “what’s wrong?” He asks, approaching her side.

“I’m just…” her eyes start to water, “a lot.”

Spencer’s eyes soften and he brings one of his hands out to cup her face. “Oh baby.” He sighs and kisses your tears away, “Oh princess.” He whispers and pulls away to rest his forehead on yours. “It’s okay to feel overwhelmed. It’s okay to feel ‘a lot’.” He smiles at you reassuringly.

You look up at him with wide eyed and pouty lips. He kisses your cheeks and pulls away, “I hate it when you’re sad.” He comments quietly. He pulls you up by your arms and takes off your old pajamas. The big t shirt and panties get thrown aside.

He picks you up and carry’s you into the bathroom, plopping you on the toilet seat. “Gonna get you feeling good as new.” He informs you as you watch him get your bath ready. You watch as he fills the tub with warm water and bubbles for you. He turns back to you and cups your face, his thumbs brushing your cheekbones. “My baby…” He whispers and kisses your lips softly.

You let out a small sob at his kindness and his heart breaks. He picks you up again and places you in the tub. “You okay?” He asks softly.

You look up to him, you’re eyes glazed over. “Anxiety and i can feel it and… Just my chest just and and…” He shushes you quickly with his lips. You hold his face to yours, him leaning over the tub as you shake. He pulls away but his forehead is still against yours, “Daddy…” your voice breaks and his brows turn up.

“It’s okay baby…” He knows you’re vulnerable, he knows you need him to take care of you. He pulls away and grabs a cup to pour the warm water over your head. “I’ll take care of you princess.”

You nod and he washes your body and hair, humming a tune. Once he’s finished he starts draining the tub and flitting about. He grabs your pink fluffy towel. He picks you up and wraps the towel around you. He carry’s you into the bedroom and places you onto the bed, kissing your forehead.

He grabs your pink striped pajamas set and comes back to you. He puts some underwear on you and then puts the pajamas on you. You watch as he does all these things for you and your heart swells, your eyes tearing up. He quickly kisses the tear that falls down your face and brushes your hair gently. “You’re such a good girl…” He cooes in your ear.

You let out a whimper at that. Your head was always fuzzy around him, especially when he took care of you like this. “I’ll be right back…” He informs you and your hand quickly grabs his, “I gotta get in my pajamas too, princess.”

She whines and waits for him. He goes to the dresser and takes his clothes off. He puts on some blue plaid pajamas pants. He doesn’t bother putting a shirt on, he knows you wanted to be close to him. Soon enough he dusts at the pillows on the bed before sitting down and making sure he’s comfortable.

He signals you to come over and you sigh. You crawl over and his arms are out for you. You crawl into his lap and he cradled you close to his chest, almost childlike. But you didn’t mind. You liked moments like these when he’d take care of you and it wasn’t sexual.

He sighed and pressed kisses on your head as you listened to the rhythm of his heartbeat.

[indouloureux]

YOUR BANNER IM CRYING

THE PIC

[rottnteen]

yay! can you please write a mgg or spencer reid (nsfw) drabble based kind of that moodboard you made <3 it can be anything like punishing reader or teasing and reader just saying they can’t take it anymore :0? reader just being a needy mess not rlly able to speak. would honestly prefer spence/ mgg just being a soft dom but still stern on the rules? eeek i’m kinda nervous about submitting this but.. it’s rotting in my brain! 🎀

OFC! I LOVE REQUESTS! :D I also don’t write for real life people, only fictional characters (just so you know for the future <3) Don’t be nervous to send requests pls pls pls. I ENCOURAGE requests. pls send more :( This was meant to be a drabble but goodness gracious. I got carried away.

tw: MDNI, girly reader, afab!reader, needy clingy reader, soft!dom!spencer, teasing, punishment, smut, unprotected pnv, hand kink (obvi), degradation, praise, dom and sub relationship, girlfriend and boyfriend, kissing (oooo), pain, spanking, bondage (kinda), mention of a safe word, underlying tones of possessive!spencer, decryphilia

You hadn’t listened to his rules. He said you were being a “brat”, a word you hated. You had been sitting in his lap as he worked on some documents. That’s it!

At first, it was innocent.

But you saw the way his hands glided over the paper as he read, the veins popping ever so slightly. You hoped that the way your thighs clenched were going unnoticed by him when he flexed his fingers around his ballpoint pen as he wrote.

You held a stuffed animal he had given you, a bunny you’ve named Bun, in your own lap. Trying to distract yourself. Eventually, you started squirming. Your distraction not working.

Spencer was a patient man. He loved you and cared for you. But he also liked to stick to the rules. And distracting him from his work is one of those rules. He had quickly stilled your hips with one hand, the other trying to write. “Don’t.” His voice was soft but affirming. Not helping your arousal but deepening it. You’d let out a small whine at his words and he quickly tsked. “Listen.” He had said in that same voice.

That’s how you got here. On the bed naked (except for your thigh high socks) and spread open whilst he was fully clothed, sporting a large hard on. Your hands are tied to the bed post with his work ties. His fingers teased lightly on your inner thighs and you whine again, he slaps your thigh in disapproval. “S-spence…”

He shakes his head no, getting up and grabbing your bunny from the floor. “You think she is happy with the way your acting?” He asks, propping it up on the dresser. You let out a choked sob, moving your arms but to no avail. You cant get out of your position. “You know our safe word.” He tuts, “Now Bun is going to have to watch the way you get punished. I was hoping you’d be a good girl. Stay seated and wait till I was done.” He shakes his head. He comes back to you, his fingers teasing the lips of your cunt. Just as you think he’s going to open you up, he doesn’t.

He slaps your pussy, causing your back to arch and you to moan out in pain and pleasure. “Slut” He mutters and does it again, getting the same reaction out of you. Small pleas that are incoherent leave your mouth. Spencer’s fingers brush in between your thighs and he smiles. Grinning like the devil. He kisses your thighs and then trails them up your stomach up to the valley in between your breasts.

He chuckles and starts to leave love bites on your collarbone, neck and chest. “Mine” He whispers in your ear before kissing your earlobe and working his way over to your other to do the same thing. He crawls down from the top of your body back down to your lower half.

“I cant.” You whisper.

His grin grows, “Cant what?”

“I need more.” Your lip trembles as his breath ghosts over your heat. “I need you to fuck me.” Tears start at the corner of your eyes as he sucks little hickeys onto your hip bones.

“You gotta apologize. You broke my rules like a bad bad girl, bunny” He scolds

You sniffle, “M’sorry for breaking the rules like a bad girl,” You hiccup, “I’ll be a good girl. I pr-promise!”

He smiles at your crying; the tears falling down your pretty face. You bat your wet eyelashes and your cheeks turn rosy from the act. He comes up to your face and kisses your tears, bringing a finger to part your lips and you let out a moan at the small stimulation.

The sound is embarrassing. It’s wet. And sticky. And loud. Spencer loves it. He brings the finger to his lips and moans, a meek squeak coming from yours. He then undoes his belt. The sound causing your thighs to clench together. He takes his clothes off, stroking his cock as he comes to the edge of the bed and parts your legs. He puts your calves on his shoulders and lines himself up with your hole.

He slides in with no resistance, your tight cunt sucking him up immediately. His hand comes down to your thigh as the other holds one of your legs on his shoulders, “Was made for me.” He mumbles to himself. He looks down at you in bliss. Your mouth is open and your eyes are rolled back, your panting and you hold the ties with all your might. “Are you just a dumb bunny when a cock is in her?” He teases lightly, now thrusting in and out you while kissing your ankle to show love and affection. “Fuck”

You babble as he thrusts in you. Small uh’s or little moans of his name. He also hears you say he has the best dick, and that he can take whatever he needs. Soon your clenching hard and he brings one finger down to mess with your clit. “Cum.” He orders you.

Just like that, to his will, your body lets go. Arching for him and giving yourself to him as he cums into your body, a warm flood you welcome.

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an eddie munson and spencer reid girly like you get it, you get ME!!!!!

YES OF COURSE!!!!! i’ve found my people. i feel seen and heard 🫶🫶🫶

[rottnteen]

do you write spencer reid? <3

I DO. HES THE LOVE OF MY LIFE!!! (one of the loves of my life) When I started writing fan fiction, he was my GUYYY.

I’m also a big Matthew Gray Gubler fan :)

[rottnteen]

!!!! oh my goodness the blurb you made was so fantastic and everything i needed <3 honestly when i submit the request i was too nervous to put ddlg as a suggestion (kinda why my requests have that sort of girly girl reader and soft dom) but you.. read my mind <33 thank you thank you

🎀

ofc!!! send in more requests whenever!!! 🩷🩷

[rottnteen]

hiiinok https://www.tumblr.com/princessfawn/724506350446673920?source=share

this is about the sfw request i made and i just remembered this existed and i’m </3 if you could add him basically comforting her like this ))):

sorry for requesting sm! 🎀

i’m working on your request rn <3 also, i *adore* that clip. don’t you fret!

stop apologizing for requesting! i really enjoy it and i believe that displays that you are entertained by my writing :3

[rottnteen]

i loved it so so much! you write so >> i was literally screaming in my head it was so?? hot?? like ugh oh my goodness. i have so many ideas for blurbs and drabbles for those two/ that pairing but i don’t wanna overwhelm you (my brain is a 24/7 horny idea machine..>.<) i wanna request but i don’t wanna be asking so so much (you’ll get sick of me in your inbox, i promise.) so i’ll try to hold back a little eek! plus the work u already replied with is soooo amazing and is literally everything! 🎀

no because I get you. and thank you so much :D don’t you worry your pretty head about overwhelming me because I genuinely love to write but I get writers block so easily. when people send in requests, it makes everything all better! :) I’m glad that you enjoy my writing~

[rottnteen]

eek i have my own 🎀 tag >.< i love you more baby, thank you for listening to my request i can’t wait <3

ofc! i just posted it! i hope it lives up to your daydreams :3 <3

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(🎀 anon) idk if you’re comfy with requests?? just thought of that after i submitted :( you can definitely deny lovely

NO. I LOVE ANONS. I LOVE REQUESTS. PLEASE SEND MORE!!! IM WORKING ON THE ONE YOU SENT ME AND OMG ITS HOT AND HEAVY!!! MWAH I LOVE YOU.

🩷🩷🩷🩷

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Would you ever roleplay Eddie or Spencer?

I mean... I think I'm into guys that remind me of Spencer so maybe I'd enjoy that. Me, myself, won't roleplay as either.

Thank you for inquiring! Ask more questions <3

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Please gods post part two :') of let me take care of you

per request :)

In The Name of Being Honest

part two to let me take care of you

You feel totally and utterly embarrassed. You wake up in Eddie Munsons bed. Again. You feel a little less woozy and the sun had started to set. You look to Eddie's desk to find his back turned to you and seems to be tuning his "second sweetheart". He always joked saying that you were his first.

You always wished he wasn't joking.

The way his hands grazed the guitar and how his back flexed when he got a slightly messed up chord. "Eds?" You ask weakly from the bed, sitting up a little, noticing that your now in his hellfire shirt and your underwear. It was covering mostly everything, showing a little bit of your bum, the indent between the cheek and the thigh.

"Oh!" Eddie turns around, taking his guitar off. He quickly rushes to you as you look up to him with wide innocent eyes. He cups your face and his thumb strokes up and down. "How are you feeling? You fell asleep in the bath and I uh...dressed..." He clears his throat, "You."

Your face becomes hot and feels as though it's becoming red. "I'm so so sorry," You rush out and he smiles, "That's like oh my god-" He squeezes your cheeks together, your lips turning into a pout and now you cannot speak.

He laughs, "Are you apologizing because I dressed you while you had a 103° fever?" You nod your head while still being in his hand, "I'm glad you're feeling better though. You're not hot anymore." You smile, remembering what happened before, "Temperature wise!" He says, his voice drawn out. "Do you want something to eat?" You nod your head in response once more. "Want me to carry you, is your body too weak?" He asks, actually concerned.

You nod and he laughs finally releasing your cheeks. He grabs the underside of your plump soft thighs, lifting you up. You latch on to his body, resting your hands at the nape of his neck. You murmur into his body, "Thank you."

He chuckles and you feel the vibrations into you from his body. "Princess, you act as if I don't take care of you ever." He walks into the kitchen and sets you down on the counter. That's true, whenever you have a rough day at school he goes and takes you to get strawberry ice cream and the two of you share the cone. When you had cut your hand chopping vegetables to cook for you both, immediately he cleaned the wound and bandages it for you, and ordered a pizza so that you won't get hurt anymore. And that one time when you sprained your ankle thinking you could do a cartwheel and he had brung you a flower everyday.

You almost feel this realization, not realization but a need, a need to tell him. "Fuck." You say and he turns around from putting the spaghetti-o's on the stove.

"What happened? Do you not feel good again?" He frantically comes back to you grabbing your face as if he could see your "pain" on your face.

You look up to him tears in your eyes and his concern grows. "Was it something I said?"

He seemed to be panicking, "Is it because I dressed you? Im so sorry y/n, i didn't mean to make you uncomfortable!"

You lean up to him and catch his lips before he can babble any longer, he's frozen in place. As you're about to pull away realizing his feelings aren't reciprocating he grabs your face harder and pulls you into him. He's situated between your legs and your kisses are being shared and the noises fill the room. You both pull apart but his hand is still on your face and your foreheads are touching. You open your eyes to find Eddie's eyes closed and his eyebrows creased, he's breathing heavily and his mouth is parted slightly.

“I love you eddie.”

Your voice was desperate as if you needed the words to come out right this very moment. His eyes shoot open at your confession, "Are you high or-or still sick? Drunk?" He asks pulling away from you and out from in between your legs. He puts his hand on the other counter as if he needed it to stabilize himself. All you could see was his back profile contemplating and questioning.

"No, no, no, why would you think that?" You ask sitting straighter. "You don't...feel the same way?" Your voice wavered and he looked back at you from the sad noise.

He seemed frenzied, "No, no, princess!" He grabs your face in his hands, feeling your salty tears hit his thumb. You couldn't help it. You knew that there was always Eddie. That Eddie had always been reliable, and Eddie was always your first option. Maybe he and Chrissy's one night meant more then you thought... "Y/n. I love you too. More, even."

You look at him, your eyes glossy and so are his. "Can we kiss again?" You sniffle.

He smiles, "Of course we can kiss again."

Your lips met, and maybe it wasn't your sickness that had gotten you to confess your love and attraction to Eddie. Maybe it was the overwhelming amount of care and time.

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who’s your pfp😩

alana champion! <3 shes a good friend of lily rose depp :) her instagram is @/alanabc

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i just saw your thing about wanting anon friends and i’ll be your friend!! :) you can call me luzzy!!

omg luzzy you’re making me twirl my hair and kick my feet, tysm! <3 tell me about your day!

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oh god babe, i’m so sorry about the anons, they’re staying anonymous because they’re too pussy to come off of it

that's what i've been thinking when i see people like them on my mutual's blogs!! i honestly don't know how people can be just so rude over something. i wouldn't have minded if they just unfollowed, but they didn't and decided to say something like they're my boss or shit

but thank you hon ily