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Did You Know?

Relationship: Spencer Reid x Reader

Fandom: Criminal Minds

Request: No

Warnings: Angst, Light Fluff, Allusions to Pregnancy

Word Count: 1,083

Main Masterlist: Here

Criminal Minds Masterlist: Here

Part Two: I Know Now// Part Three: Somebody Knows// Part Four: What We Know

Summary: Spencer is sent to prison and is waiting on his team to get him out. Meanwhile, his partner is there for morale support.

“It is good to love many things, for therein lies the true strength, and whosoever loves much preforms much, and can accomplish much, and what is done in love is well done.” Vincent Van Gogh

Never in a million years did she think she would be in this position. Getting a call from Emily in the middle of the night was not what she expected. But to be told that her husband is currently in federal custody and awaiting trial, that was another. But she took it as it came. There was nothing she could do for her husband except just to be there for him. She would never be able to get the image of him in handcuffs in the BAU out of her head, but she was glad she was able to hug him.

“Spence. Oh my Spence.” She hugged him over the handcuffs that were hidden with the jacket. His fingertips were just barely able to grasp on to her shirt to pull her as close as physically possible.

“Hey honey. I’m sorry you have to see me like this. How’s my mom?” He whispered into her ear. Spencer was thankful that everyone decided to keep a healthy distance as the husband and wife reunited.

“She’s good. Wondering when you’re coming home, but I am helping Cassie take care of her. I don’t care about seeing you handcuffed, sweetheart. I’m just glad I can see you and hold you.” Her reply made Spencer want to cry. He knew it was not fair to her to have to deal with this whole situation. Stepping back, she pressed a sweet kiss to his lips and tried to convey all of the lover she felt into that kiss. Pulling away completely, she watched as he accepted embraces from his teammates.

If only they knew at the time, how much of a roller coaster this was going to be. She sat on the prison bus waiting to be taken to the facility. Being able to see her husband was wonderful, except for the fact that she would be sitting across from him in a cubicle, with a sheet of glass separating them. The bus ride was bumpy, but thankfully it was over quick. Stepping off, her hair was swept away in the windy weather outside.

Walking inside the correctional facility, her eyes kept scanning the room, looking for any threats. A side effect from working for the FBI all those years ago. Now, it only served as a reminder of where she had once been, and of how her husband became that title. She walked up to the reception desk and placed her id down.

“Inmate name?” The officer asked. Her voice was devoid of any emotion.

“Spencer Reid. I’m his wife.” She supplied her name, and waited as the officer scanned a list and then her ID again.

“You’re not on the list. Next!” The officer yelled, pushing the woman off to the side. She stood there dumbfounded as she was handed back her ID, but knew better than to fight with the officer. Her body, especially her heart felt numb as she walked outside and waited for the bus to take her back to the car lot. Why was she denied access to see her husband? JJ was able to see him; so why was she not?

After the numbness wore off, rage fueled her. It kept her going all the way to the FBI headquarters where she signed in for a visitor’s pass silently. Marching her way into the BAU’s office on the sixth floor, she noticed how everyone was still there thankfully. She made her way over to JJ, who was surrounded by Tara, Matt, and Stephen.

“Hey,” JJ greeted, ”how are you doing?”

“Don’t give me that.” She snapped, leaving the agents in a state of shock. Never had she ever snapped, not even raised her voice.

“Whoa, what is going on?” The blonde woman asked, holding her hands up in surrender.

“Did you know?” Mrs. Reid growled, with her patience wearing thin.

“Did I know what? You’re not making any sense.” JJ tried to reason and de escalate the situation, but Emily and David were already out of their offices and looking out at the bullpen.

“Did you know when you went to visit Spence that he had put me on the ‘no visit’ list?” There it was. The million dollar question. JJ remained silent for a minute, but her face did the talking before her words caught up.

“Listen, you have to understand his reasons.” She tried to reach for the woman, but she slipped out of the way.

“You knew? And you didn’t tell me? I just got back from there, hoping to see my husband and check in on him. Only to be turned away at the gate. And you never told me?” Now, she was yelling. It was scary to see the former profiler turned professor yell. She spoke sternly sometimes sure, but she never raised her voice in anger.

“He wants to protect you from the inside. Spence asked us not to tell.” A slip of the tongue and now her fury was leveled to everyone.

“You all knew?” Prentiss and Rossi made their way down the stairs by this point.

“Yes, we did.” The dark haired agent said, walking along with her right hand man.

“Spencer doesn’t want you to see him like that so he asked if we would not tell you that he had put you on that list.” Emily placed her hand on the woman, and it was like her strings were cut. Rage left and was followed by intense depression. Sobs wracked her body as she crumpled to the floor. Emily tried to grab her, but Luke was the one that actually got his arms around her.

There was nothing left for her now. Everything came crashing down around her; her world was shattered. She thought about every interaction that she had ever had with Spencer. There were probably some that she was missing, but she was not blessed with his memory skills. But every major moment came to her at that time. The first time they met, their first date, when he introduced her to his mom, their proposal and wedding. Rubbing her stomach, she wondered when she would wake from this nightmare and be safe in her husband’s arms once again.

Zsa Zsa Gabor said, “To be loved is a strength. To love is a weakness.”

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Set in 12.13. Alison finds out the identity of the person who texted Spencer.

[emily12o1970]

I just wanted to get a feel for what people what to read. Personally I think that Emily Prentiss is totally Gay, but if she were to be put with some one on the team it would definitely be Hotch.

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Zoe's Timeline (SPOILERS! DO NOT READ IF YOU WANT TO AVOID SPOILERS FOR MY VALENTÍA)

*I tried to keep certain things vague; Some years are different.*

*Some characters' birthdays are their actors' birthday just to establish it. A Tumblr post says that they mention Garcia was born in 1977 but in earlier seasons, she talks to Spencer in Tabula Rasa, saying "You're young. The eighties left a lot of people confused." She's referring to a gothy picture of high school Prentiss but that's not the point, the point is Garcia is implying to be a bit older than four years older than Spencer, and Morgan was born in 1974 which makes you think that she's around his age, so I just changed it to 1975 plus that's the same year that Adam Rodriguez was born.*

I am working my way back to the season twelve finale, I had finished only the first episode of the two parter but I went on vacation for my mom's birthday and when I tried to finish the second part, my car DVD player stopped working and I'm the sort of person who will avoid big change in TV shows, it took me a full year to even start the final season of Parks and Recreation and I don't want to see how Spencer changes so I procrastonate my procrastination (watching Criminal Minds instead of doing other things) Anyways, but I tried to keep major characters involved. You know Alex Blake, Kate Callahan, Stephen Walker, Tara Lewis and I know in season thirteen Matt Simmons joins the team. I'm hesitant to watch Evolution because Spencer's not in it but there's still hope he'll come back, though last year I did meet Matthew Gray Gubler in New York in that car he was driving with a giant green hand and we chased him down to a stop light and he gave me a free copy of his book that we later saw at the New York bookstore we always go to as being thirty bucks.*

Warning: Spoilers, Mention of a character being dishonorably discharged from Chemical Corps which implies darker things, Stillborn baby; Pregnant woman in distress; Woman dies while pregnant (baby survives though); Baby is diagnosed with heart defect; Four-year-old has heart difficulties after being abused; Child death; Teenager commits suicide; Twelve-year-old is kidnapped and attacked by a serial killer; Serial killer has fascination with twelve-year-old; Teenagers get kidnapped)

This may be under constant construction and dates may slip and slide. (There should be a larger time gap between Zoe's rescue in early 2005 and her hiring of the BAU but this was so time-consuming, and then I changed Zarah's name from Callie and I had already had it in my drafts, so I had to redo it, and there are things in here that I'm not all too confident about and I feel that the hinting at a big reveal is too on the nose and obvious.)

1940 — Max Ryan is born

June 1, 1955 — Jason Gideon is born

May 9, 1956 — David Stephen Rossi is born

August 19, 1962 — Zelena Valdez is born

Before September 29. 1964 — Cain Noble goes off to fight in the Vietnam War in the Chemical Corps soon to be dishonorably discharged for desertion.

September 29, 1964 — Alexander Noble is born to American Veteran Cain Noble and currently unnamed Scottish woman

November 2, 1967 — Aaron "Hotch" Hotchner is born

1968 — Alex Blake is born.

June 10, 1968 — Alex Blake (formerly Miller) is born to Damon Miller and an unnamed mother

1968 — Cain Noble is dishonorably discharged for desertion.

Sometime 1970 — David Rossi illegally enlisted into the Vietnam War at age thirteen to fourteen. (Rossi doesn't really like to play by the rules, I guess? 🙄)

September 18, 1970 — Tara Elizabeth Lewis is born to Albert Lewis and her unnamed mother.

October 12, 1970 — Emily Prentiss is born to U.S. Ambassador, Elizabeth Katherine Prentiss and an unknown father

May 29, 1971 — Isobel Noble is born to American dishonorably discharged veteran Cain Noble and Unnamed Scottish mother, younger sister to Alexander Noble

1972 — Gabriel Anthony Lewis is born to Albert Lewis and an unnamed mother, as the younger brother to Tara Lewis.

January 4, 1973 — Stephen Walker is born to unknown parents

January 25, 1973 — Mazikeen "Maze" Valdez is born

1974 — Rosalyn Jareau is born in East Allegheny, Pennsylvania to Sandy Jareau and an unnamed father

June 6, 1974 — Derek Morgan is born to Hank and Fran Morgan in Chicago

1975 — Penelope Garcia is born in San Francisco, California

April 2, 1975 — Luke Alvez is born in the Bronx borough of New York City, New York to unnamed parents

July 31, 1975 — Kalypso Valdez is born in Las Vegas, Nevada

June 24, 1977 — Elle Greenaway is born in Manhattan, New York to presumably American Robert Greenaway and an unnamed mother of Cuban descent

Sometime prior to 1979 — Alexander and Isobel’s mother dies.

1979 — Alexander Noble escapes from Somerville Military Academy and shortly after he and Isobel run away from Cain Noble.

February 21, 1979 — Kate Callahan is born to unknown parents with a presumably older sister named Liz

November 28, 1979 — Matthew "Matt" Simmons is born in Carson City, Michigan to an unnamed Caucasian father and a Korean mother named Mi Young Simmons; however, due to his mixed ethnicity he was ostracized by his grandparents on his father's side.

September 17, 1980 — William LaMontagne Junior is born to William LaMontagne Senior and an unnamed mother in New Orleans, Louisianna

November 22, 1980 — Jennifer “JJ” Jareau is born in East Allegheny, Pennsylvania to Sandy Jareau and an unnamed father as the younger sister to Rosalyn Jareau.

September 21, 1981 — Maeve Donovan is born to Mary and Joe Donovan

October 12, 1981 — Spencer Reid is born to Diana and William Reid in Vegas, Nevada

1983 — BAU is founded by David Rossi, Jason Gideon, Zelena Valdez, and Alexander Noble

1984 — Stephen Gideon is born to Jason Gideon named after Rossi's middle name; Carolyn and David Rossi’s son, James David Rossi dies during childbirth

Unspecified Date, 1985 — Robert Greenaway has a fight with his eight-year-old daughter, Elle Greenaway which ends with her telling him she hates him before he is called away and is killed in the line of duty.

Early 1985 — Some point in January, February, or March, Zelena Valdez realizes she’s pregnant and is required to go off her sleep apnea and PTSD medication to avoid any more risks of her babies being born with birth defects. Some point later, she started using a sleep apnea machine.

Around September and/or October — Zelena Valdez is ordered to stay at the BAU headquarters due to being so far into her pregnancy and she gets the case about a man killing pregnant women and their unborn babies in Virginia.

October 28, 1985 — Zarah Carina Noble-Valdez is born in Quantico, Virgina; Zelena, still in labor and the unborn Zoe are kidnapped by the same psychotic axe murderer Zelena had been chasing.

October 31, 1985 — Alexander finds Zelena and Zoe; Zelena dies from multiple axe wounds to the chest while the UnSub gets away; Xiomara "Zoe" Noble-Valdez is born due to a post-mortem C-section in Quantico, Virginia, initially as a stillborn due to the conditions but is successfully resuscitated but quickly diagnosed with a heart defect.

November 1, 1985 — Zoe is diagnosed with having transportation of the great arteries (TGA) A serious, rare heart problem in which the two main arteries carrying blood out of the heart are reversed, at most giving her a year to live without correction surgery.

November 7, 1985 — In Quantico, Virginia, At one week old, Zoe receives open-heart surgery for transposition of the great arteries (TGA) and survives to live a relatively “normal” life, although with possible heart failure problems later in life

November 7, 1985 — In Chicago, Derek Morgan's father, Hank Morgan is killed by a would-be robber in front of eleven-year-old Derek Morgan

1986 — David Rossi meets diplomat, Hayden Montgomery and after six months they get married.

1987 — Around late February to early-to-mid March of 1987. David Rossi and Hayden Montgomery get divorced, shortly after Hayden finds out she's pregnant with David Rossi's second child (see the year 1984 for first child). Hayden only relays this information to Alexander Noble which is overheard and understood by his one-year-old daughter Zoe Noble-Valdez who had by now developed the cognitive understanding of an eight-year-old with her high IQ and exceptional memory.

December 12, 1987 — Joy Montgomery is born and only Zoe and Alexander remain aware of her true father’s identity.

October 13, 1988 — Riley Jenkins is found dead in Las Vegas; Zoe and Zarah go to spend some time with Kalypso Valdez (who suffers from Schyzotypal Personality Disorder) and her family in Las Vegas; Two-year-old Zoe goes missing in park, presumably kidnapped, causing seven-year-old Kalypso to have a Schyzotypal psychotic break due to the immediate stress and fear during this traumatic experience; late that Zoe is found by Las Vegas local.

1989 — Alexander has no choice but to leave Zoe with his father for a month while Zarah gets treatments from the hospital; he returns to find his four-year-old daughter severely injured with her ribs broken and not breathing due to a heart failure and Cain is forbidden from ever being near her again.

1990 — Zoe and Zarah Noble-Valdez take the ACTs due to their high intelligence, Zoe additionally takes the CLT.

1991 — William Reid leaves Diana and Spencer Reid; Zoe meets Emily Prentiss through Maze Valdez and Alexander Noble; Zoe and Zarah start advanced dual college classes along with elementary.

1992 — Zoe and Zarah receive Criminology degrees at age seven

1992 — Seventeen-year-old Rosalyn Jareau gives eleven-year-old JJ her necklace; Eleven-year-old JJ finds seventeen-year-old Rosalyn Jareau in the bathtub, having committed suicide with her father’s razors, JJ freezes up for about ten minutes, unable or unwilling to comprehend what she’s seeing.

1992 — Alex Blake joins the FBI

1993 — Spencer Reid graduates from high school at age twelve

1993 — Zoe and Zarah receive Psychology degrees at age eight

1993 — Penelope Garcia sneaks out and her parents go out looking for her and they are hit and killed by a drunk driver.

1994 — Ethan Blake is born to Alex and James Blake

1995 — Aaron "Hotch" Hotchner joins the BAU; Hotch meets ten-year-old Zoe and Zarah

1995 — Zoe and Zarah receive Criminal Justice degrees at age ten

1996 — Zoe and Zarah receive forensic science and psychology science degrees at age eleven.

1997 — David Rossi retires; Zoe and Zarah receive abnormal psychology and sociology degrees at age twelve.

Late January to Early February 1998 — Hotch’s first case as Senior Agent in Boston

February 13, 1998 — Hotch’s serial killer intends for twelve-year-old Zoe to be his twenty-first kill but finds that she has no fear in her eyes which (disgustingly) fascinates and intrigues him. (Yeah, I know, gross, but if you know who I’m talking about he’s a sick guy, basically it's an even creepier meeting of Crazy Jane and Frank, only illegal, disgusting, and one-sided; Also I think he only killed twenty before making the deal.)

February 13-18, 1998 — Twelve-year-old Zoe is held captive by the serial killer, her five-day absense is relatively unnoticed by the BAU on account of Alexander lying for the safety of his daughter’s return. Zoe is found outside of a Boston hospital with deep knife wounds (not stab wounds), bruises, broken bones, and drugs in her system. Alexander somehow manages to keep her injuries secret from the BAU.

March 1998 (Six weeks after the “deal with the devil” was made) — Zoe Noble-Valdez has weekly therapy sessions with Karl Arnold who she sasses and profiles constantly before deciding she doesn’t like the vibe she gets off of Karl Arnold.

1998 — Zoe and Zarah receive physical science and counseling degrees at age thirteen; Zoe also receives a nursing degree, intending to be the medical doctor on the team.

November 1998 — Zoe Noble-Valdez makes her first kill in self-defense for her sister.

December 15, 1998 — Tracy Belle is born in Texas

1999 — Zoe receives computer science and physics degrees at age fourteen. Zarah receives human services and arts and humanities degrees at age fourteen.

2000 — Zoe receives toxicology, pharmacology, and chemistry degree.  Zarah receives an anthropology degree at age fifteen.

Sometime after October 12, 2000 — Now eighteen and eligible to pursue his career in the FBI, Spencer Reid, knowing that without him his mother, Diana Reid wouldn't be able to take care of herself, admits her to a mental institution, Bennington Sanitarium.

October 28, 2000 — Zarah Noble-Valdez has her Quinceañera (Fifteenth Birthday)

October 31, 2000 — Zoe Noble-Valdez has her Quinceañera (Fifteenth Birthday)

Autumn, 2000 — Zoe starts Harvard Medical School and meets fellow schoolmate, Maeve Donovan, working to get her PhD in genetics.

February 13, 2001 — Zoe and Zarah Noble-Valdez are kidnapped.

February 14, 2001 — Zoe and Zarah Noble-Valdez are separated.

October 15, 2001 — Zoe Noble-Valdez manages to escape with no memory of how. Zoe is reunited with Alexander Noble but refuses to go to the BAU .

Late 2001/Early 2002 — Derek Morgan is recruited by the BAU (Doesn't meet Zoe due to her being busy getting her degrees, finishing school, and medical school and by request is not named to avoid later accusations of nepotism)

March, 2002 — Zoe gets a biology, biochemistry, chemistry, and neurobiology degrees.

June 3, 2002 — Zoe finishes high school, has a psychotic break due to grief, guilt, and  seven months of rumors about what happened to Zarah and bullying; Zoe gets degrees in computer science, behavioral science, philosophy, and pharmacology degrees, starting to over-over achieve to distract herself, all at age sixteen

September 1, 2002 — Zoe starts medical school

Before September 11, 2001 — Meg Callahan is born to Kate Callahan’s sister, Liz and her brother-in-law.

September 11, 2001 — Kate Callahan's sister and brother-in-law, Liz and Joe tragically die among hundreds of others during 9/11

2002 — Spencer Reid joins the FBI at age twenty (three years before the normal age qualification)

2003 — Ethan Blake is diagnosed with an unknown illness and tragically dies

April, 2003 — Zoe gets toxicology, neuroscience, engineering, and neurology degrees

June 5, 2003 — Zoe finishes medical school

August 5, 2003 — Zoe starts FBI training

September 16, 2003 — Zoe completes FBI training fourteen weeks early.

October 1, 2003 — Zoe starts working with various mentors (before finally landing a year and a half mentorship with her own cousin, Makenzie "Maze" Valdez, mostly in Europe and the  U.K.; occasionally in Italy where Zoe is reunited with Emily Prentiss under the alias of Lauren Reynolds.

2004 — Penelope Garcia is recruited by the BAU for her coding skills as an alternative to jail time for hacking; Spencer Reid is recruited to the BAU at the age of twenty-two/twenty-three.

2004 — The Blue Ridge Killer plummets off a roof and hits his head, somehow surviving but in a coma. (Also, you’d think Gideon would be there or they could’ve placed it during Gideon’s six month medical leave)

August 14, 2004 — Zoe is kidnapped by terrorists and tortured by a prison front for terrorists.

2004-2005 — JJ is recruited as the media liaison for the BAU

February 13, 2005 — Zoe is rescued from corrupt prison by Maze resulting in most of the corrupt guards/terrorists being brutally murdered

April 3, 2005 — Jason Gideon goes on medical leave; Hotch is promoted to unit chief

April 13, 2005 — Zoe interviews for the BAU by Aaron "Hotch" Hotchner, newly promoted to Unit Chief after Gideon's medical leave of absence; Zoe meets Spencer Reid and impresses him with her intellect

April 3, 2005 — Jason Gideon goes on medical leave for six months; Hotch is promoted to unit chief.

April 13, 2005 — Zoe Noble-Valdez interviews for the BAU with Aaron "Hotch" Hotchner.

May 1, 2005 — Zoe's first day at the BAU; Zoe meets Spencer Reid for the first time a second time.

September 2005 — Jason Gideon returns from medical leave, now as Senior Supervisory Special Agent

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Notes (Colored merely to show they're different notes from the ones before): Alexander Noble’s birthday — September 29 — It's been a while since I wrote this down so I googled David Tennant september 29 and what came up was that the first episode of Season two of the revival of Doctor Who, called "New Earth" aired which was the first episdoe where David Tennant could really be the Doctor for the full episode as he was in a coma for most of "Christmas Invasion". Isobel Noble's birthday — May 29 — The day Karen Gillan was announced by portray Amelia “Amy” Pond in Doctor Who Mazikeen “Maze” Valdez's birthday — January 25 — In the season three episode of Lucifer, The City of Angels? It takes place on January 25, 2011 and it’s about Lucifer’s first days on Earth of his “vacation” of eternity of ruling Hell (or at least according to the Lucifer Timeline page on Lucifer Wikia (too lazy to watch the full episode and keep an eye out to see if the date is mentioned and I multitask too much to) For Will LaMontagne's birthday, I wanted to be a bit more original than just using the actor, Josh Stewart's birthday, plus he was born in 1977 which would make him several years older than JJ, I wanted their ages to be more similar but, since Will was introduced in "Jones" with an Unsub copying Jack the Ripper, I used the alleged date that sources claim a letter first used the term "Jack the Ripper" I feel like it's worse that Emily and Spencer have the same birthday—October twelfth—yet they still forget his thirtieth birthday and it's not like they had never celebrated it before. They celebrated it in the fourth episode of the whole series! If I were them, I would just feel like the worst friends because presumably Spencer's mother who often didn't know what day of the week it was, dismissed her doctor's suggestions (because "he's a Neanderthal"), and once had a schizophrenic episode so bad she didn't notice her son had been missing for a whole night when he was tied to the school field due to some horrible bullies, you can assume he didn't get to celebrate his birthday too much after his dad left when he was ten. I would just fee like the worst friend ever.

Maeve Donovan's birthday — September 21 — Maeve's birthday is the date that psychologist and behavior geneticist, Kathryn Paige Harden's book, The Genetic Lottery: Why DNA Matters For Social Equality was published, plus September was the month that "The Narrative of John Smith" was published. (I was going to use July 19 after the birthdate of Nancy Wexler who learned a Ph.D. in Psychology but chose to instead work in the field of genetics. I don't really know who either of these women are though, I don't really understand genetics like I do psychology—Ironic since just last semester I took a class called "Developmental psychology" or not ironic at all (Developmental psychology is pretty much about psychology as we grow and the psychological concepts that we go through and the bonds we form) but I tried to find a woman who had work in both fields of genetics and psychology. I did find a geneticist and psychologist named Robert Joseph Plomin and Gregor Mendel who I KNOW was in my developmental psychology class, despite him seeming to be firmly in the world of genetics with some overlap in psychology but I don't want to sign into my school account, it's whole ordeal and they make it so overly complicated (for privacy reasons but still, it's annoying. I can appreciate something and still find it annoying) but I wanted a female geneticist and I wanted some more options than just Nancy Wexler, I find birthdays that are like after August easier to keep track of, maybe because my birthday is in October which is in that range and I have a math learning disorder and I overthink things because I am terrified of accidentally offending someone. But I chose the publication date because I couldn’t find Kathyrn Paige Haden’s birthday

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hey guys, i’m back for good and i REALLY want to get back into writing, so feel free to send in prompts.

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BECAUSE OF YOU, spencer reid x named!oc

— part one .

( summary! ) Spencer & Lydia where best friends, until they weren’t. Having to see each other at work everyday was certainly an exercise in professionalism, but when Reid is arrested in Mexico they can no longer ignore each other.

( warnings! ) Canon typical violence, discussions of drug use, best friends to lovers with a whole load of angst in the middle, dysfunctional family dynamics, talks of past neglect, future mentions of sex/smut, let me know if I missed anything! )

next part

"HE'S WHAT?" LYDIA STOPPED IN HER TRACKS, PHONE RESTING BETWEEN HER EAR AND SHOULDER. Her arms were full of groceries, a bunch of keys dangling limply from her fingertips. She blinked at the number on her apartment door in bewilderment.

"He's been arrested," Emily answered, her voice uneasy, "They're holding him in Mexico."

"Mexico?" She echoed, "What the hell is he doing there?"

There was a pause, "They... they're holding him on drug charges."

The bag slipped from her hands, but she didn't bother picking it up, instead adjusting her grip on the phone in case she hadn't heard right. "Emily, this is Spencer Reid we're talking about, right? He wouldn't... he wouldn't go near drugs." Not after the dilaudid. But then again, she didn't really know him that well anymore. What if he'd started taking it again?

Her thought process was cut off as Emily further explained, "They're holding him on possession, with intent to distribute. They found him with cocaine and heroin."

"Cocaine and —" She brought a hand up to rub the space between her brows, "That makes no sense, why would— what's going on, Emily?"

"I have no idea, Lydia," She sighed over the line, "I know it's your day off, but we're really going to need you to come in for this one."

"No, yeah, I'll be right there." She responded, finally managing to shove her key into the door and unlock it, "See you in fifteen."

Lydia didn't bother packing away her grocery's, merely deposited the bag on the counter before she rushed to shove on a dress shirt and slacks. She was out the door with her go-bag in under five minutes, arriving at the BAU in less than fifteen. JJ was the only one in the bullpen— she was ringing her hands nervously, and when Lydia gained her attention, the relief that washed over her face was only short lived.

"They want you on the field in Mexico," She said quickly,  standing straighter, "Emily, Alvez and Rossi are already on the plane. I would go, but the boys—"

Lydia placed a comforting hand on her shoulder, "You don't need to explain, I got this," She gave what she hoped was a mollifying smile, "Plus, your Spanish is terrible."

JJ let out a breath of a laugh, the anxiety still contorting her features. They parted ways, the women heading towards the round table as Lydia rushed out to the tarmac and onto the Jet. Luke moved down a seat to make room for her, Rossi and Emily sitting opposite. They all offered her brief greetings, but it was overshadowed by the tense energy they were all carrying. The take off was hasty, and they were in the air for a mere five minutes before Garcia connected them to the round table back at the BAU.

"This has got to be scratch," Tara spoke, "He was laying low, now we know why."

A sickly feeling settled into her stomach at the suggestion— Peter Lewis had been tormenting the team for years, forcing Hotch into protective custody after the stalking of his son and abducting members of Tara's family. The suggestion that he was now focusing on Reid was not an easy pill to swallow.

Luke's brows pinched, giving a slight shake of the head "Crossing the border as a fugitive is a huge risk."

"The reward is greater," Emily countered, "He's been punishing the team and now his target is Reid."

"Peter Lewis dropped off the map after attacking Tara's family, maybe he's been hiding in Mexico this whole time."

"We also have to consider this isn't related to him."

"Who else could it be?" Rossi questioned.

"Drug cartels, could have threatened Reid and used him as a mule." Luke offered.

"It's possible," Lydia supported, "But they'd usually go for more low-profile members of the public, picking out an FBI agent to do their dirty work could bring more trouble than it's worth."

"Not if they didn't know he was an FBI agent."

Lydia thought for a moment, but the more she did the more the cartel theory loss it's credibility for her. She shook her head, "No, it doesn't make sense. I mean, why would he be in Mexico for them to use him in the first place? This feels too... improbable to have just been a case of bad luck."

JJ voice sounded, explaining that she'd managed to get in touch with Diana Reid's nurse who had confirmed the woman was safe and stable. Lydia remembers meeting Spencer's mother on a case in Las Vegas— the man had been struggling with some inner demons, and watching how the mere presence of the women had helped to calm him had made her stomach twist. Spencer loved people in a consuming kind of way, and it was clear when he interacted with Diana that he'd do anything for her.

"How long did he tell the nurse he'd be gone?" Luke asked.

"Three days." JJ supplied.

Emily nodded, "Makes sense, after the Palm Springs case Reid said he had to get back to Houston to talk to his mom's doctor."

"Well, Houston is only a five hour drive from the border." Tara added, "Question is, why did he go down there?"

"And why did he have narcotics?"

"Yeah, exactly. I'm not going to spill any secrets i'm not suppose to, but those drugs where planted on him." Garcia stuttered slightly, determination in her voice. Lydia nodded mutely, feeling anxiety crawl up her from the mere memory.

"Absolutely, there's something bigger in play. That's why he kept it a secret. There's something he didn't want to share with anybody." Walker added.

"Okay, so what would make him risk everything?"

"His mom." Lydia answered, vaguely aware of JJ speaking the words simultaneously. Luke shot her a curious look, but she avoided his gaze so she wouldn't have to answer his silent question how do you know?

"But she's here, and she's safe." Garcia's confusion bled into her voice before she paused, "Wait, Cruz just sent me the arresting report," The sound of her fingers against the keys of her computer sounded, "Says here that Reid was involved in a high speed chase..."

The shock was palpable, "What? But he rarely ever drives?"

"Non of this sounds like him. It says he was wearing jeans, he was really confused, and according to the arresting officer, he was really high on something."

"No, no. He wouldn't do that. Not after what happened with Tobias Hankle." JJ sounded adamant, and she nodded in silent agreement.

"Who was Tobias Hankle?" Luke asked softly.

"He was an Unsub with DID," Lydia explained quietly, "He... kidnapped Reid. Drugged him. It was... well... it was really bad. He almost died—" she couldn't bring herself to say that, technically, he did. It was one of her worst memories. Luke stared at her, disquieted.

Someone must have explained it to Tara too, as she questioned with dismayed surprise in her voice, "When was this?"

"Ten years ago."

A tense silence followed before Rossi changed the subject, "What does the report say about the intent to distribute?"

"It says he was charged with constructive possession, and in the duffle bag there was cocaine, cash and three blocks of heroin."

She felt her trepidation like a vice on her lungs, bringing a hand up to rub over her eyes. It was easy to sense the group's collective unease.

"Okay, we'll be there in less than an hour." Emily said finally, "Dave, can you reach Jack Garret?"

Rossi shook his head slightly "He's busy on a case, but he promised to do what he can."

"Well, were gonna need all the help we can get."

After hanging up on the round table, they talked over more theories and tried to fill in the blanks with possible scenarios. There was too much information missing for anything near definite to be decided on, and within the hour they were landing in Mexico and on their way to the Jail that was holding Spencer.

It was windowless and barely illuminated by harsh lights, a seemingly constant rattle of metal in the air. An older aged man led the group, dressed in a uniform bearing the Mexican police symbol. "Thank you for calling us." Rossi said thankfully.

"It is not often we have a US FED in our custody." He responded, guiding them through a mesh door. Something about his tone was almost accusatory, but it was too faint to be a reasonable cause for worry.

"We appreciate you letting us talk to him, have you gotten his tox-screen back yet?" Emily questioned.

He shook his head, "No."

"You will need to expedite that, we have cause to believe Agent Reid was drugged."

"He was definitely high." He said, "And driving like a maniac with twenty thousand dollars worth of heroine in his possession. Both of which put my officers at risk, you're in our jurisdiction."

Lydia noticed Luke's attention on something else, and she followed his gaze to a sight that made her heart drop. Spencer sat curled in on himself, a set of bars separating him from the rest of the room. She exchanged an uneasy look with the man next to her, hanging back slightly as he approached.

"Hey, Reid," He spoke, and she watched as he turned towards Luke was blank look that vaguely showed his confusion. God, she thought, this is bad. If Reid couldn't recognise someone as familiar as Luke on an instant, then the drugs in his system were still heavily in effect. "It's good to see you brother. It's me, Luke."

It took another moment, and she wasn't entirely convinced he fully recognised him still when he got to his feet. He approach the bars meekly, shoulders hunched, "Luke. Thank you for coming."

Lydia's gaze dropped to the bandage covering his hand, evidence of a nasty injury. Her brows furrowed. Rossi approached next, followed sharply by Emily, "We're going to get you out of here, kid."

Spencer's gaze flickered between them, and she watched him try to piece things together in his head. "We need to work out some things with the locals, okay?" Emily spoke slightly slower, hoping to provide him with some clarity. He gave the smallest of nods.

"Who was your contact down here?" Luke questioned.

He looked up before speaking slowly, "Rosa... Rosa Medina. I think she's a doctor." He pulled up his sleeve, revealing some faint writing.

Luke took a photo of it, "Where did you meet her?"

He shook his head, "I don't... I don't remember."

Emily glanced back at her, features puzzled. She pulled her lip between her teeth and offered a slight shrug, gaze returning to the man that looked almost unrecognisable.

"If you saw her, would you recognise her?" Luke tried, and after a moment of hesitation Spencer nodded.

"You're missing time, aren't you?" Emily asked.

"It's coming in flashes."

"And you've been drugged?"

"Yeah, but I didn't take them myself." He whispered it, but it was the only thing he'd seemed certain of since they'd started the conversation. Emily rushed to reassure him.

"No, of course you didn't." She glanced at the men beside her, "We're thinking it might be Scratch."

The blank look shadowed his features again as he repeated the name. Luke's phone rang and he excused himself, returning a few minutes later with a photo of an older woman. Spencer stared at it for a moment before he nodded, confidently.

"Her alias is Rosa Medina, but her real name is Nadie Ramos." Luke explained, "Garcia tracked it to a motel just outside of town, does that sound familiar?"

"No."

"We'll need to take the officers with us," Emily said, seemingly determined.

"You want company here?" Rossi said gently, and Spencer seemed to need a minute to process what his words meant before responding with a no.

Still, he was hesitant as he spoke, and Lydia watched him for a moment before she said, "I'll stay."

Her non-confined co-workers gave her a questioning look— after all, she didn't tend to volunteer herself for anything where Spencer was involved, but she could tell he needed a familiar face and she'd probably be the most useless out on the field in Mexico. Emily looked slightly relieved as she nodded, though, as if leaving him on his own was not something she wanted to do.

Spencer's brows where furrowed, still struggling to sort through the fog in his brain. The three of them left with the promise of calling her if there was any updates, and for a moment she watched her old friend as he stood in one of the most broken states she'd ever seen him. 

"It must be scary for you," She spoke finally, gathering his attention, giving sufficient enough pause for him to cognitively catch up with what she was saying, "Not remembering things— it would be for anyone, but you even more so."

He swallowed, blinking, then nodded. His eyes were scanning over her— she could tell he knew who she was, just not exactly why she was standing there, "Lydia?"

"It's me," She assured, "Emily, Rossi and Luke just left. I'm going to stay with you till they're back, okay?"

"Yeah," He responded, and his voice was so small, "I-I don't know why..."

"That's okay," She said, "It's just the drugs in your system, I'm sure it'll come back to you with time. Do you want to sit down?"

He nodded, and she expected him to go back to the bench, but instead he took up the floor right by the bars. So she followed, sitting so that she was facing him. It was quiet for a while, maybe half an hour, then he began whispering, "I can't remember, I can't remember, I can't remember."

He repeated it over and over, and she could see the anxiety starting to take hold of him, breaths coming in faster and shorter. She knew she could try to distract him, but his brain had always worked a million times faster and strayed in ten different directions even if he hyper focused on one thing. Still, with the drugs in his system, it was worth a shot. "Spencer, talk me through what you do remember."

He looked confused, "I can't remember anything—"

"Not just about what happened in the last few days," She explained, "Like, for example, you remembered Emily, Rossi, Luke and me."

He nodded, brows still furrowed. "What do you remember about them? Start with Emily."

He thought for a moment, "Emily is the BAU unit chief," he started, "I met her when she joined the team... ten years ago... she specialises in child advocacy, terrorism and... linguistics... she watches... we watch Russian movies together at least once a month."

He looked to her as if wanting confirmation he was corrected, and she nodded reassuringly, "Good. What about Rossi?"

Spencer listed off what he could recall about the older man, then followed it with Luke. After each one, Lydia gave her assurance, and with each nod of her head he seemed to relax slightly. She had not entirely thought through her plan when the realisation dawned on her that he'd have to talk about her next. Still, this wasn't the time to focus on the weight such a topic would normally bring. This wasn't about her, or them. It was about him.

"Okay," She said, pushing aside the knots in her stomach, "What about me?"

She almost didn't want to know what he was going to say, but there was also a part of her, an overwhelming part, that was curious. He seemed to take longer to answer this time, "You're a special agent for the BAU. You started... a year after I did..." He paused to think, and she expected him to list off a couple of her credentials and maybe a vague shared memory with the team, but he surprised her, "On your first case, I took my FBI vest off and you threatened to kick my ass if I did it again."

Her eyebrows shot up, "I-I did." She offered her confirmation again, but he wasn't finished like she thought he was. He continued, "I liked that you never used to cut me off when I went on a tangent. You didn't make fun of me for not understanding a joke. Morgan called us the babies of the BAU, and when Emily was gone you volunteered to watch Russian movies with me even though you didn't speak the language." He looked at her— really looked at her, like for a moment even the drugs couldn't distort his certainty, "We were bestfriends."

Were. Were. Were. She swallowed, nodded, "See," She said finally, "There are things you remember, it'll just take time for the newer ones to come back to you."

He murmured quietly, "Thank you."

Lydia's phone rang before she could speak again, Emily's name flashing on the screen. She got to her feet and took a couple paces before answering, "Hello?"

Emily merely offered her a greeting before she got to the point, "We found Nadie's body at the motel, she was murdered."

"Shit," She muttered, trying to keep her voice down, "Shit. Emily, how bad is this?"

"Honestly?" She responded, "It's not good. This is... it's going to take a lot to clear him of this."

There was a sinking feeling in her stomach— prison was a rough place for anyone to be, but Spencer needed mental stimulation in abundances that just wouldn't be available to him in there. It could quite literally drive him insane— time would stand still for him, and he'd be left alone with nothing but his brain working overtime. "What do we do now?"

Emily exhaled, "We're coming back to you guys soon, I'm hoping he's lucid enough for a cognitive. How's he doing?"

She glanced back to see his head against the wall, eyes closed, but he wasn't breathing heavily enough to be asleep. He must be exhausted, though, and hoped he'd managed to get a-few minutes in before they started questioning him again. "He's doing okay, considering. A little panicked earlier, but he could talk me through some older memories that aren't related to the last few days. I didn't want to overwhelm him by trying to ask about all of this until he's come down a little more." 

"Okay, that's good," She could hear the slight relief in her voice, "We won't be long, should be back in about an hour. There's just a few things to sort through here."

"Alright, thanks Emily. See you soon." Lydia hung up, pocketing her phone and glancing back to where Spencer sat. He was staring into space, but he didn't seem as anxious as before, so she made the decision to wait till the others got back to break the news. She had always been more optimistic in nature, but it was a struggle to see any way out of this. Not wanting to disturb him just yet, she took her phone back out and dialled JJ's number.

"Angel, please tell me sweet boy wonder is okay." Garcia's voice came over the line, and she could vaguely hear JJ making a comment about her taking the phone.

"I'm with him now, he's–" she could hear someone in the background say put her on speaker, "--doing okay. I think he's starting to come down from the drugs, but still a little spaced out. Has Emily called you?"

"About Ramos? Yeah, she told us." JJ spoke, "It's..."

"Bad." Lydia supplied with a sigh, "But we all know whatever is going on, someone else is responsible. There will be a way to prove that."

"Exactly," She recognized Tara's voice, "We'll clear him, don't worry."

Lydia had a feeling her words were more aimed for Garcia, who she was sure was the epitome of worry.

"I should get back to him, I just wanted to make sure Emily updated you."

"Hey, wait!" JJ said, then her voice sounded closer as if she'd taken the phone off of the speaker. There was a brief pause and the sound of a door closing before she spoke again, "How do you really think he's doing? I know it's been a while since you... well, I just... You knew him better than any of us. Do you really think he's okay?"

Lydia tried to push aside the personal issues that attempted to taunt her— she hadn't had to confront anything surrounding her opinions of Spencer in a long time and she hadn't anticipated doing it under these circumstances. The worry for him, though, was no stranger to her. It had been a quiet, lingering ghost that had haunted her on every case she watched him go out onto the field since they stopped being friends. How she'd have to bite her tongue from saying "be careful."

"It's hard to say," She answered, "I've never seen him like this before, JJ. Even with Tobias, he still had his clarity. I think things are starting to come back to him, but I don't know how he's going to be with the knowledge that he lost time like this."

"God," JJ murmured, "This is all so screwed up."

"I know." She emphasised, "But he's more resilient than we credit him for, and he's got all of us to help him if he struggles."

"I'm glad you're there with him." She said after a pause, "It'll bring him more comfort than you know."

She didn't know how to respond to that. Didn't know what to do with how that made her feel. "Thanks, JJ. I should go."

"Lydia?" JJ sensed her attempt at dismissal.

She resisted the urge to pretend she didn't hear and hang up. "Yeah?"

"I mean it," She said certainly, "He misses you."

Lydia hoped she didn't hear her sharp intake of breath, "I'll call if there is an update."

She didn't wait for an answer before she hung up, giving herself a moment before she returned to where Spencer was sitting. He opened his eyes when she approached, and she gave him a small smile which he tiredly returned. It was silent until the rest returned.

[girl-in-new-york]

Hello!!

get to know me !

she/her - pisces - movie + book nerd - shifter - writing as a hobby !

i’m kamryn, but i go by kam. I love reading and writing and would love to share that with people :)

rules and the fandoms i write for below:

Rules:

all kinds of people are welcome here, my only rules are that you are respectful and kind.

i write smut, fluff, angst, and i’ll usually will only write headcanons, blurbs, etc. not really full fics, seeing as i struggle writing about one thing for so long.

I am open to writing for fem, masc, ftm or mtf, and non gender specific readers, along with any other requests! (florist!reader, fem!reader, autistic!reader, etc).

Feel free to correct me or let me know if i have written something that is inaccurate or if i make any mistakes, but please be polite about it.

I do not write for: beastiality/anything romantic with animals, bodily fluids (other than blood, + cum), no feet kinks please, oc x reader, non con.

There will be others but feel free to request and if it makes me uncomfortable i will add it to the list and politely decline

I write for

Wolfbloods

• Rhydian Morris

• Maddy Smith

• Tom Okinawa

Teen Wolf

• Scott McCall

• Stiles Stilinski

• Derek Hale

• Allison Argent

• Lydia Martin

• Liam Dunbar

• Malia Tate

The Maze Runner

• Thomas

• Newt (only mlm)

• Gally

• Minho

• Frypan

• Brenda

• Teresa

Bridgerton

• Anthony Bridgerton

• Eloise Bridgerton

• Daphne Bridgerton

• Simon Basset

• Colin Bridgerton

• Theo Sharpe

• Benedict Bridgerton

Deadly Class

• Saya Kuroki

• Marcus Lopez

• Willie Lewis

• Maria Salazar

• Billy Bennet

• Petra

Marvel

• Pietro Maximoff

• Remy LeBeau

• Tony Stark

• Loki Laufeyson

• Natasha Romanoff

Scream

• Billy Loomis

• Tatum Riley

• Stu Macher

• Sidney Prescott

• Ethan Landry

• Amber Freeman

• Wes Hicks

• Sam Carpenter

• Mindy Meeks

• Chad Meeks

• Tara Carpenter

Extra

• Andrew Neiman (Whiplash)

• Mason Freeland (Thirteen— 2003)

• Dead Poets Society

• Harry Potter (canon and fanon characters like the slytherin boys or marauders era)

• OBX

• DC

• Criminal Minds

• COD

• Red Dead Redemption 2

• Sturniolo Brothers

I will be updating this list, but feel free to request any characters or fandoms you’d like me to write for and i’ll happily look into it!

I also am happy to write for celebrities! (Jack Champion, Evan Peters, Dylan O’brien, etc)

[storiesofsvu]

Hey besties.

So thanks to an influx of new followers and from different fandoms and interesting requests I’ve been getting I figured it was needed to repost this.

Things I WILL NOT write for:

-Non con or even CNC

-Age gaps. (Realistic ones are fine. But i refuse to do 18 year old super genius yn who graduated Harvard already and 40+ year old character falls in love with them).

-Basically YN under the age of 30. I’m in my mid 30’s and most people in the industries that my fics involve would be in that age rage, or late 20’s at best if you’re looking under, go elsewhere.

-Underage yn’s. If you want a fic where yn is the chlld this is NOT the place.

-stories involving losing virginities. While i may write someones first experience with the the same sex, or a specific style, i do not write virgin characters

-pregnant y/n’s. It’s very rare I will accept requests involving pregnancy

-Male yn’s. Nothing against it but as a female, esp when it comes to smut I’m uncomfortable writing it.

-Same goes for medical conditions. There are certain that I am familiar with or are easier to research or I have close friends who can give insight to, otherwise i feel like I’m not doing it justice and also dont want to offend. Dm or send an ask if you have specific questions.

WHO I Write For:

(just because there is someone on my masterlist does not mean i still write for them. i only write this list.)

Law and Order(SVU/OC/ OG)

-Rita Calhoun, Casey Novak, Elizabeth Donnelly, Alex Cabot, Grace Muncy, Tonie Churlish, Melinda Warner, Pippa Cox, Sonya Paxton, Amanda Rollins, Peter Stone, Mike Dodds, Joe Velasco, Sonny Carisi, Rafael Barba, Terry Bruno.

-Ayanna Bell, Samantha Maroun

-Calex, Barhoun, Calvak, Novelly, Benhoun.

Criminal Minds:

Emily Prentiss, Derek Morgan, Alex Blake, Tara Lewis, Aaron Hotchner

House of Cards:

Heather Dunbar, Jackie Sharp

-Duckie (heather x jackie)

Homeland:

Elizabeth Keane

Grey’s Anatomy/Private Practice:

-Addison Montgomery, Amelia Shepherd, Charlotte King

NCIS:

Abigail Borin, Anthony Dinozzo

Chicago PD:

Hailey Upton, Kim Burgess, Erin Lindsay, Kevin Atwater

DM/Ask box for taglists!

[not-without-my-oreos]

So, the reason I ship Tara with OCs rather than a character within Criminal Minds is purely down to the fact that Jemily is so solidified in my head - shifting it nearly 15 years later - would probably kill me. My autism barely likes it when I change cereal brands, it won't cope with a comfort pairing shifting. That being said Her and Penelope would be cute but extremely chaotic in a Poison Ivy x Harley Quinn kinda way which I sorta love but writing it would get... troublesome for me. So an OC who provides Tara Lewis with the love and mental stimulation she truly loves. Who will geek out with her over sapphic graphic novels, listen to her theories, and binge-watch anime and sci-fi movies (yes, in my headcanon Tara Lewis is a fucking nerd). While Tara is playing Life is Strange, the GF is looking up guides because Tara can't find all the beer bottles. This is what Tara deserves <3 (And if you're wondering about Rebecca... I don't like Rebecca)

[ghost-king-kai]

The Requesting Hall Guidelines

Welcome to the request guidelines! Here you can be informed of my dos & don'ts, characters & fandoms available, and rules in The Requesting Hall.

Please review (or at least skim through) these rules prior to sending a request to the hall.

Request Rules

Be sure to keep asks and requests respectful.

Make sure the request is detailed enough for me to write for.

Anons are welcome! (if you'd like a specific designation, feel free to ask)

The Dos & Don'ts

These are the types of requests I do and don't do.

I Do...

x Male!Reader

x GN!Reader

x Transmasc!Reader

x NB!Reader

Fluff Fics

Angst Fics (Heavily dependent on the topics)

Platonic Fics (Familial, Teammates, Colleagues, Crewmates, Etc.)

Character Concepts for Reader (As long as the idea is feasible)

Oc Requests & Asks

I Don't Do...

x Fem!Reader

x Transfem!Reader

NSFW/Smut (Besides implications)

Triggering Topics (Sexual Assault, Rape, Abuse, Self Harm, etc.)

Fetish Requests

Character Ships

Characters Available For Requests

The listed characters and fandoms are the ones I am usually inspired to write on the regular or as of right now but that doesn't mean you can't ask if I write for a specific fandom or character that isn't on this list, especially if it's from the list in the Kingdom Directory.

Marvel

Specify Timeframe

Available for Romantic Requests: Peter Parker (Only Tom & Andrew Portrayals)

Platonic Only: The Avengers (Tony Stark, Steve Rogers, Natasha Romanoff, Bruce Banner, Thor Odinson, Clint Barton, Sam Wilson, Wanda Maximoff, Peter Parker, The Vision) [All Together & Individually] The Marvels (Carol Danvers, Monica Rambeau, Kamala Khan) [All Together & Individually] Etc. (there are literally so many characters-)

DC

Specify Adaptation & Timeframe (I mostly do DCAU & Young Justice, though)

Platonic Only: The Bat Family (Bruce Wayne, Dick Grayson, Jason Todd, Tim Drake, Damian Wayne, Cassandra Cain, Stephanie Brown) [All Together & Individually] Jon Kent (Supersons Comics Series Version) The Team (Dick Grayson, Wally West, Kaldur'ahm, Artemis Crock, M'gann M'orzz, Connor Kent) (Young Justice TV Series) [All Together & Individually]

Persona 5

Specify Timeframe

Available for Romantic Requests: Ren Amamiya

Platonic Only: The Phantom Thieves (Ren Amamiya, Morgana, Ryuji Sakamoto, Ann Takamaki, Yusuke Kitagawa, Makoto Nijima, Futaba Sakura, Haru Okumura) [All Together] Futaba Sakura Zenkichi Hasegawa Goro Akechi Sophia

Criminal Minds

Specify Timeframe

Platonic Only: The B.AU. Team (Aaron Hotchner, Jason Gideon, David Rossi, Emily Prentiss, Derek Morgan, Jennifer Jareau, Spencer Reid, Penelope Garcia, Alex Blake, Luke Alves, Tara Lewis) [All Together & Individually]

Star Trek

Specify Timeframe

Strange New Worlds

Platonic Only: The Crew (Christopher Pike, Una Chin-Riley, Hemmer/Pelia, Joseph M'Benga, Christine Chapel, Erica Ortegas, Nyota Uhura, Jenna Mitchell, Spock, La'an Noonien-Singh, George Samuel Kirk) [All Together & Individually] James T. Kirk

Discovery

Platonic Only: The Crew (Michael Burnham, Saru, Sylvia Tilly, Adira Tal, Keyla Detmer, R. A. Bryce, Joann Owosekun, Hugh Culber, Gen Rhys, Paul Stamets, Jett Reno) [All Together & Individually] Cleveland Booker

Kelvin Timeline

Platonic Only: The Crew (James T. Kirk, Spock, Montgomery Scott, Keenser, Pavel Chekov, Hikaru Sulu, Leonard McCoy, Nyota Uhura) [All Together & Individually]

Resident Evil

Specify Timeframe & Version

Available for Romantic Requests: Leon S. Kennedy

Fair Warning: Fandoms and characters will be added and removed a lot over time. Apologies in advance if a character or fandom you would like to request disappears overnight. Inspiration comes and goes and this section just reflects what and who I am gladly willing to write for at the time.

[anthony-the-chicken]

who am I?

About me, yay

I use they/he pronouns

I'm a minor

No NSFW Art

No PROSHIPPING

What do I make?

I make art, ether oc's, or fanart to my favorite shows/internet things E:

Here's a list of my favorite shows in no particular order

-my hero academia

-loop smp

-welcome to dreamworld

-fire force

-the promised neverland

-sk8 the infinity

-murder drones

-the amazing digital circus

-monkie kid

-heartstopper/other Alice olsmin stuff

-blue period

-welcome home

-the owl house

-bluey

-inanimate insanity

-bfb

-DHMIS

Ect.

What do I ship?

Here are some ships I ship

Nuzi (murder drones)

Dizzy (murder drones)

Renga (sk8 the infinity)

Matchablossom (sk8 the infinity)

Lumity (toh)

Huntlow (toh)

Eda x rain (toh)

Charlie x nick (heartstopper)

Darsy x Tara (heartstopper)

Spicynoodles (monkie kid)

Shadowpeach (monkie kid)

Eddie x frank (welcome home)

Wiatt x Lewis (welcome to dreamworld)

Norman x Morris (welcome to dreamworld)

Tododeku (mha)

Bakugo x kirishima (mha)

Ochako x toga (mha)

Moomin x snufkin (moomin vally)

Fluffybird (DHMIS)

Lightbrush (ii)

Fantube (ii)

Oj x bomb x paper (ii)

4x (bfb)

Ect.

That all I can think of there probably more

That all about me bye

[stxrrywildflower]

bride

pairing - tara lewis x reader

summary - in which the team finds out you and tara are engaged

warnings - none

you and tara were both over the moon walking into work on monday.

the past weekend had been nothing short of pure love and bliss. no work meant spending the entire weekend together at your shared apartment; whether cooking or just relaxing, you were more than thankful for the time together.

saturday was an easy highlight; you had gained both a fiancé and a new ring to symbolize it.

tara had asked you that night, pulling you close to her while you cooked dinner and asked you simply, ‘marry me?’

you weren’t sure if you heard her correctly at first, choosing to carefully put the spoon you were using to stir to the side.

you spun around, resting your back against the counter with your eyes still focused on tara. her hands found their way to your waist once more, her eyes finally meeting yours. “what?” you asked.

“marry me,” tara echoed.

a grin immediately formed on your face. you surged forward, pressing your lips to tara’s out of pure joy. the moment didn’t long as you couldn’t stop smiling and tara had started laughing quietly at your reaction.

“so is that a yes?”

you nodded, “that’s a yes.”

tara kissed you again, both of you overjoyed at the events that had just happened. she gave you the ring a few minutes later, disappearing into your bedroom before returning with a small velvet box.

“i’ve had this for awhile now, it’s just been in our beside table. i’m honestly suprised you haven’t found it yet,” tara spoke, slowly opening up the box.

your smile returned as tara shakily slipped the ring onto your left ring finger, making your answer to her question just a few minutes ago official. “it’s perfect,” you commented.

“i love you so much.”

“i love you too.”

afterwards, both you and tara agreed to play a little game with the team to see who would be the first to notice and when they would say something. you thought it wouldn’t be somethint they could miss, there was a whole diamond on your left ring finger, but some people on the team were obviously better at picking up on small details then others.

there weren’t any official bets, though you did have suspicions on who would notice both first and last. you couldn’t wait for monday morning.

____

rossi noticed first, emily almost directly after him.

you needed to get rossi to sign off on one of the files, it was the least he could do since he rarely did paperwork. much to your suprise, tara was in there too; her and the older agent talking about something with cars.

“hey rossi, can you sign this so i can bring it to emily,” you greeted.

“you’re asking a lot from me kid.”

as you had handed the file over, his hand hit ours in the exchange. rossi’s eyebrows furrowed slightly before his eyes focused on your hand. a grin quickly broke out in the italian mans face.

“is that what i think it is?” he asked first and foremost. tara turned to you. “yes it is,” she confirmed.

rossi stood up. “congratulazioni to you both,” he hugged you first, kissing both of your cheeks befor doing the same with tara. “can’t believe two more of my work kids are growing up and getting married. feels like just yesterday when you two met.”

you laughed at rossi’s only slightly overexaggerated nostalgia. “come on rossi, we’re more than work kids and you know it.”

“rossi you know we talked about the party thing,” emily spoke, announcing her presence from the doorway. 

“well emily, the two lovebirds here are finally engaged and we were just celebrating,” he turned to you. “i definitely owe you both champagne at some point.”

“you’re engaged?”

for the second time that day, you and tara nodded, this confirming what emily had asked. the unit chief grinned before, much like rossi, hugged you both tightly. “congratulations you two,” she smiled.

that meant two down and five to go.

spencer and j.j. had both congratulated you privately, not making as big of a commotion as rossi and emily had.

it was right before you and tara were heading out after the usual work day was over. while you were grabbing your bag, spencer picked up on it and j.j. has found out from you. there had been hugs of course and smiles too.

now only matt, garcia, and luke had yet to take note of your new milestone.

matt finding out had been fairly accidental. you were up in the conference room pinning photos on the board when he entered on the phone with kristy.

you quickly put down one of the magnets and waited as it was evident he needed to talk to you.

“kristy wants to know if i can send her a picture of your nails. she wants to get the same color at her appointment this afternoon,” matt explained. you pressed your lips together, trying to hide the smile tugging at the corners of your mouth.

“of course,” you answered, holding your hands. you narrowed your eyes at seeing matt have absolutely no reaction when he took the photo. it was only after he was going to send it that he realized.

when the agent had zoomed in to make sure the color had picked up properly, his head shot up.

“no way,” matt spoke. “tara finally proposed?”

you nodded, showing him your left hand which proudly displayed the grin. you laughed as matt hugged you tightly with a ‘congratulations!’

“you’re the fifth one to notice,” you informed him once you pulled away.

“who hasn’t noticed?” matt inquired.

“luke and garcia.”

matt chuckled, shaking his head slightly at that. “well good luck. i honestly wouldn’t be surprised if those two didn’t notice until they got the wedding invitations.”

you nodded. “i wouldn’t either.”

___

neither of you were suprised luke was one of the last to figure it out, he usually wasn’t great at noticing those kind of things.

however, his congratulations had been one of the sweetest.

you and tara were in the break room during the time you were given to eat lunch. the bullpen was pretty much empty, most of the agents either out of the office entirely or on a different floor.

for the rest of the team, most of them were out as well. rossi, spencer, j.j., garcia, and emily were all downtown at some new restaurant. you and tara had been invited, of course, but declined as you both had some work to finish up.

tara stood at the counter making coffee for you both while you were at the main table going over one of the files. “you know, paperwork isn’t that bad. i just hate how long it takes,” you commented.

luke entered the break room before tara could respond, greeting you both with a raise of the eyebrows.

“hey t-bird.”

“watch it alvez,” tara warned playfully.

he too went off to the counter to grab a mug for coffee. “what are you two up to?” he asked, making small talk. “nothing much, just helping tara with her caseload.”

“well aren’t you a good girlfriend.”

you and tara both wanted to laugh at that. your ring wasn’t even hidden, you hadn’t even tried from the begining. luke just was usually oblivious.

“hey luke, what would you say if i told you y/n and i weren’t girlfriends anymore?” tara asked.

“you aren’t together anymore?” luke exclaimed with a down.

you put your pen down, “quite the opposite actually.” as if a lightbulb went off in his head, luke dropped everything he was doing to react. his eyes darted from tara to you and back again, waiting to see if you were lying.

when it was clear you weren’t, luke hugged tara first and then you. “was i the last one to know? i feel like i was the last one to know,” he rushed out.

“penelope doesn’t know,” you revealed.

luke’s mouth dropped slightly. “that isn’t going to go down well. i’m just happy it wasn’t me. you know how i am with these kind of things. “yeah we do.”

____

the entire team, minus penelope, were gathered in the center of the bullpen around the desks. it was one of the rare moments where you were actually able to take a break.

you were sitting on tara’s lap, legs hooked over hers as you talked with spencer about some book he was reading and recommended to you.

“oh my god.”

tara spun her chair around, still holding onto you tightly, to discover the owner of the voice.

it was none other than penelope who was standing just a few feet away by luke’s desk, holding her laptop in hand and mouth agape. “when did you say yes?” penelope exclaimed.

“last saturday,” you answered. “and i didn’t know? you didn’t tell me?”

“well penelope,” tara spoke, “we didn’t tell anyone really. everyone found out on their own and by themselves. you’re the only one who hasn’t noticed yet.”

penelope sighed, “well i’m very happy for you and congratulations, you know i love you both, but when’s the wedding? what are your outfits going to be? we should already be planning to be honest.”

“woah woah woah,” tara started. “it’s been a week. we just want to enjoy being engaged for a little bit before any serious wedding plans.

you nodded, presssing your cheek against tara’s with a soft smile on your face. you kept one hand in your lap casually and the other running across tara’s shoulder.

penelope was clearly in a bit of disbelief at that. “can i at least be excited? this is the first bau wedding since morgan and even that was a few years ago and i’ve just been planning ever since-”

you listened to penelope go on about your future wedding, rossi even piped in about location details. as for the rest of the team, they joined the conversation as well though the topic switched extremely quickly.

tara turned to you as luke started talking about something with roxy and the others.

“are you good?”

you kissed her cheek gently, “i’ve never been happier.”

☆ ☆ ☆

tags - @ogmilkis @ssa-morgan @orbitluke @imagining-in-the-margins @lxdylena

[ssavanessa22]

BMO

BMO part 2

Parring: Spencer Reid x black fem reader!

Warnings: none I think but I if I missed something pls tell me!

Spencer and and the team have a family dinner at Rossi’s, Tara has invited her younger sister, and the team soon discover that boy wonder and Dr y/n Lewis have a lot in common

"Tara I promise you I'm not gonna be late I'm only a few minutes away I'll be there soon"

"Okay y/n you better be or your going to be the one to wake all this dishes at Rossi's"

"Yeah I'm not doing that I'll be there any second now"

Tara had decided to invite me to one of Rossi's infamous dinner parties, Tara and I haven't seen each other for 9 months since hat may not seem like a lot but we are extremely close so to us it feels like life time. She had already told me about her team numerous time but tonight my anxiety was running high these are the people excluding dad and I that she considers family and I don't want to make a fool of myself. Tara told me that the dress code was fancy extremely fancy and I don't have that kind of wardrobe so I had to buy a dress before I left for D.C.

For the evening I was wearing a strapless floor length blue gown gown. I paired this dress with black Stilettos.For my hair I decided to keep it my butterfly locs in that were black and long and fell to my mid back

Spencer POV

Tara had describe her younger sister as the life of the party always outgoing funny but nothing really else she only said that her and I would definitely get along, I mean I'm not really looking to get with someone right now but it would be nice to be friends with someone the same age as me and outside of the team.

Y/N’s POV

My cab had dropped me of right outside Rossi's house and I was awe of his house, really it was a mansion it was modern but still had a touch of character. I paid my fair and hot out the cab with my off the shoulder bag I walked up the stairs a gently knocked of the door. Tara opened the door instantly calming me bringing my heart rate down. Grabbing a hold of her pulling her into a big hug.

"Hey sis ugh I missed you so much how are you how is doug?"

"Awww Y/n I missed you so much and uhhh me and doug aren't together anymore"

"Wait I'm sorry but how much did I missed you guys broke up"

"Yeah you've missed a lot but don't worry I'll will catch you up love, come in meet then team you look gorgeous by the way"

"Thank you ta-" was cut of by an eccentric women dressed in a colourful outfit squealing and taking me into a bear hug.

"Oh you must be Y/n, Tara's younger sister I'm Penelope Garcia it's so nice to meet you and you are so pretty your skin your hair! Omg your hair Tara why have you never gotten braids before?"

I was taken aback but so intrigued she seems like such a fun and outgoing person definitely someone I would love to be friends with. Replying for Tara I said.

"Oh Tara's never really been with the whole braids thing even when when we were younger she's always been more into wigs."

A women with piercing black hair and beautiful eyelashes who I can only assume was Emily standing in the foyer with the rest of the team questioned.

"Wait I'm sorry but Tara that's not your real hair?"

I turned to look and Tara who then looked back at me whilst we both turned to the only other black person in the room who I assume is Derek morgen by the description Tara gave me of her co workers. All three of us proceeded to look at each other then back at Emily after a brief moment of silence Derek and I burst into laughter. Tara interrupted our laughter, "why don't we introduce you to the rest of the team instead of revealing my hair secrets of mmh?" I walked with Tara to go meet Hotch and Rossi whilst I turned to Garcia giving me a cheeky grin and mouthing Your in big trouble.

I said hi to Hotch and Rossi thanking him for inviting me into his beautiful home I was then lead to JJ and Derek greeting them.

"Hi it's really nice to meet you guys" I waved at them and they both gave me a confused looked.

"Oh I don't shake hands to many germs it's actually safer to kiss then to shake hands with someone" they both looked at me stunned then looked to the mystery man talking to Penelope and Emily.

"Not that I don't want to shake your hand I do it's just not my thing... sorry I ramble a lot when I get nervous."

"No it's okay you just remind us of someone that's all" Derek said whilst smirking with JJ.

"Dinners ready let's all meet at the garden" Rossi announced.

I Weaved my arm through Tara's as well began walking to the garden. "So Dr.Lewis how are you finding Washington" Penelope asked me

"Oh it's really nice I'm enjoying the city right now and I'm excited to be with Tara for the next few months"

Spencer's POV

"Wait did you say Dr.Lewis"

"Yeah Spence, y/n is a Dr" JJ said

"Oh so you guys looked me up? I mean I dont mind I could have just told you guys" Y/n said giggling

"Yeah I looked you up, anyone on the teams family is my family" Garcia said matching her giggle.

"Yeah I have a phd in psychology maths and physics, and a bachelors in criminology" Y/n replied weakly.

"Oh come on y/n/n tell him then the rest come on!" Tara said encouraging her sister to speak

"And I have an IQ of 190 and an eidetic memory"

"And y/n?” Tara said encouraging her once more.

"And I can read 25,000 words per minute, but they don't want to here about this boring stuff Tara."

"We do want to hear about this what if someone was like you?" Derek said

By this point we had gotten to the garden and were sitting at the table I was visibly staring at Y/n but I didn't care she was beautiful and her brain was to, she was like me no she was smarter and I wanted so badly to get to know her. As she sat down in between Tara and I she jokingly said.

"if I meet a guy with an IQ and eidetic memory like mine, a Doctor, with a nice personality and was cute like extremely attractive I would date him in a heartbeat but those types of guys don't exist"

I don't know what came over me but I had to reply y/n was talking about me I'm her dream man and she didn't even know it. Tara only said she and I would get along but I didn't know this well she's like the denial version of me but better, her skin glowed under the fairy lights that hung around Rossi's garden making her look angelic. Her dress accentuated every curve and dip on her body her cleavage ever so slightly protruding out of her dress but her body wasn't what intrigued me it was her her mind her personality I haven't even had a conversation with her but I already want to get to know her. So I downed my glass of liquid courage turned to her and I was about to describe Derek butted in and said.

Y/N’s POV

"I think Y/n over here just describe pretty boy"

"I described who"

I turned to Tara slaking her what Derek meant but she wouldn't look in my direction.

"Uhh I think what there trying to say is that you describing me Y/n I have and IQ of 187 I also have an eidetic memory and 3 PHD's but I mean I don't know if I'm-"

"You are attractive...if that's what you were going to ask"

I didn't even know the name of the man who spoke I think it might be Spencer but i didn't care because this was the most attractive man I had ever seen in my life

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[smurphyse]

Over Your Shoulder Chapter 1

Chapter 1

Masterlist

*Finally posting these chapter by chapter on Tumblr for more reach! Want to read on AO3? Check it out here.

: Disclaimer/Cover

I really appreciate any input, it's been a hot minute since I've regularly written fanfic. I try to keep to the characterization set in the original show, but I like to take my liberties on how I think they'd act in certain situations.

I obviously do not own any of these characters except Jasper, she's my baby. It's entirely self projection, as are most of my OC characters.

Any support is always welcomed. I work full time and write on the side, and I'm writing a book, so these fics are my side projects to help with my productivity, and any feedback or interest in this story really keeps me going.

[abuskinswarrior]

find our way back... part 7

hey y’all! this has been a long time coming i know. i’ve been dealing with a lot of mental health issues and i’ve recently come back from being in patient at the hospital for it. But i’m feeling a little better and i’ve got part seven out for y’all! i hope you enjoy!

Tag-list: @pprettyboyreid @genuisgub @ataidyl @andiebeaword @dreatine @cncopmwhoore @sixx-sic-sixx @nanocoool @kookiescooky3 @fatefuldestinies

~~If you want to be tagged on this, let me know!~~

Warnings: illusion to sexual assault (nothing explicit, but implied) 

Summary: Dinner at the restaurant doesn’t go as anyone planned. 

Words: ~2764

part 6 | part 7

No one spoke. Heads buried in menus, tension that could be cut with glass filled the rectangular table they all sat at. Persephone sat at the head of the table, the rest of the team on the long sides, leaving the seat opposite of Persephone empty. Penelope eyed the menu, biting her lip. Everything was too expensive. She looked up, glancing at Emily who sat across from her. Emily was nibbling on the soft bread one waiter had brought out for them. Her eyes looked up to David’s who was sitting next to Penelope. David rolled his eyes at the two girls before letting out an appreciative hum.

“So, Persephone,” David started.

“Please, call me Seph. I think the only person that calls me Persephone anymore is Diana.” She let out an airy laugh, trying to diffuse some of the tension. The rest of the team laughed along.

“Seph,” David corrected. “Do you come here often? What would you recommend?”

“I haven’t been here since the owner’s son remodeled the place,” Persephone looked down at the menu. “But, considering they have the same cooks, I’ve always enjoyed their Baccalà alla vicentina. I’d also recommend the Penne all'arrabbiata if you’re a vegetarian.”

The team nodded, their heads returning back to the menu. Looking over at the two items she recommended (the two highest priced items), Persephone could see the apprehension in everyone’s faces.

“If the price is the reason for all the furrowed brows, I would like to iterate myself: this is my treat. I would never pick a place I couldn’t afford.” Persephone rose her hand, getting the attention of a waiter, who held his finger up.

A waiter walked up to her, a small pad of paper in one hand. “How may be of service?” He smiled, his eyes disappearing.

Persephone tilted her head at the man. His round face felt familiar. “Excuse me, do I know you from somewhere?”

The man let out a nervous laugh. “I work many jobs. You might have seen me from one of those.”

Persephone narrowed her eyes, but let it go. “Hmm, maybe… I would like for you to bring the best bottle of wine you have, please.” The waiter bowed, leaving the table. The silence was back. Persephone drummed her fingers against themselves, looking around at the table. Everyone’s eyes were darting around the table, silent arguments going around.

“So, JJ, Will, how long have you two been married?” Persephone asked as the waiter came back pouring the wine in everyone’s glass. JJ looked up clearing her throat.

“Oh, uh, about five years now.” She grabbed her glass, taking a sip. Persephone smiled at her.

“How long have you and Spencer known each other?” She asked back. JJ wanted to ask how long they’ve been married, but she was still in denial about it.

“Oh, man. It feels like forever. I was sixteen when we met.” Persephone took a sip from her drink. “He was eighteen, heading back to college.”

“Wait, you’ve known Spencer for twenty one years?” Penelope asked.

Persephone did the quick math in her head learning how old Spencer was to his friends. “Yeah, I suppose so. It feels so much longer than that.”

“So it’s true, are you two married?” Luke chimed in from the far end of the table.

“Mhmm, fifteen years on Friday.”

The entire table erupted in exclaims and gasps. “Now, wait a minute, Spencer joined the FBI when he was 22. He was working at the Bureau for two years before he married you?” Emily’s hands moved up and down, calming the table down.

“He wanted to make sure he had a steady income and was able to take care of us before he married me. We were engaged for two years.”

“Why?” Tara asked before realizing how insensitive she sounded. “I mean, why get married so young?”

“Sorry I’m late.” Spencer walked up to the table, a small gift in his hand. He looked over at Persephone, silently pleading her to not say anything else. Everyone looked over at the other end of the table, gawking at Spencer.

“I cannot believe you Spencer! Fifteen years?!” Penelope looked over at him, her hands placed on the table.

Spencer looked over at her, guilt written all over his face. “I’m sorry. I didn’t say anything because our jobs are dangerous and if anybody found out about them… I couldn’t do that.” 

Spencer had been standing outside the restaurant for thirty minutes. He was listening, debating if he wanted to make an entrance or not. He really didn’t want to be here, but the fear of Persephone saying something and him not being able to stop her, made him move his feet.

“So why did you get married?” Spencer pulled the empty seat, the one directly across from Persephone on the small side of the table. They looked at each other, having a silent conversation. The team looked between the two of them, trying to figure out what they were telling each other.

“Why does anyone get married?” Spencer asked, still looking over at Persephone. “I love her.” Liar. Persephone’s eyes twitched.

“I was pregnant.” Persephone spoke, breaking eye contact with Spencer, looking at Tara, who had asked the question. Everyone looked at Spencer, not wanting to believe he had an entire secret family and no one knew about it.

“No one knew about this?” Matt asked, looking at the four people who had been on the team the longest. They all shook their heads, waiting for an answer from Spencer.

“Technically, Gideon knew about it.” Lie. Spencer told the team, rubbing the back of his neck.

“Hold on,” Penelope waved her hands in front of her. “I need an explanation.” She looked over at Persephone. “Seph, please explain.”

“There’s nothing to explain.” Spencer started, but JJ held up her hand at him.

“Nope, people that hide an entire family from their friends, don’t get to speak.” JJ looked at Persephone. “Yes, please Seph, explain the story.

“There really isn’t much to it.” Persephone took a sip of her wine. “I was twenty years old, pregnant, I couldn’t tell my father. He would have disowned me, I went to Spencer for help and he offered to marry me.” Persephone shrugged her shoulders.

Flashback - Greece ~1515

Persephone ran back to her house. Her dress was tattered, her hair had fallen out of its usual tight bun. She avoided her father who was working out on the field and Spencious who was collecting eggs from the chickens. She closed her bedroom doors, running to her closet. She tore off her ruined dress, shoving it as far as she could in her dresser, pulling out clean new items. She wanted to take a bath, but she couldn’t. Her father would ask her why and she couldn’t bring herself to tell him what had happened at the market. 

“Perse? You back?” There was a knock at the door as she was pulling the dress on. “I didn’t see you come in.” Her father was standing on the other side of the door.

“Oh, yes I just came back.” She wiped a few stray tears, smacking her face slightly, bringing some color into her cheeks. She opened the door.

“Are you alright?” He was concerned for her daughter. He could tell something was wrong, but he didn’t want to pry in fear she would shut him out all together.

“Oh, yes, I rushed to change, a drunkard spilled his beer all over me at the market and I rushed back to change.” Persephone smiled, hoping he would let it go.

“Alright, Spencious made dinner for tonight. It’s ready now.” 

Dinner was quiet. Persephone played with the food on her tray, moving it around, her long sleeves, getting dirty from touching the food. Her father kept glancing over at her, but didn’t say anything. Spencious just looked between the two, wondering what happened between them.

“Spencious, this meal is quite delicious. Who taught you how to cook?”

“Kore has been giving me lessons.” Persephone looked up from her name being called.

“Yes, it is good.” She mumbled.

“You haven’t even touched it.” Spencious laughed, stopping as Persephone glared at him.

“I’m not hungry. I’m going to clean up.” She left her plate on the table, heading to the kitchen where she started cleaning the pots Spencious used to make dinner.

Spencious looked over at her father. “Cleon, is everything alright with Kore?” He asked quietly, not wanting her to overhear.

“I’m not, sure, I’m going to head over to the market, see if anyone could tell me what happened. You watch over her?” 

Cleon over the past four years warmed up to Spencious. True he begrudgingly accepted him into the household, but Spencious was a hard worker and cared for his daughter in his absence. Cleon thought of Spencious as his own son (although he would never admit that).

Spencious nodded his head, bidding Cleon a goodbye. Spencious walked into the kitchen, watching over her as she washed the same pot twice, then again. He sighed, closing the water spout. She didn’t even notice. He took the pot from her hands, grabbing her wrist. She flinched away from him, pulling her arm back. Spencious looked at her. She kept her distance from him, looking down, her hair covering most of her face. Spencious gently took her hand in his, pulling up the sleeves of her dress. His mouth opened slightly, looking at the hand sized bruises that were beginning to form.

“Oh, Kore,” 

“It’s nothing.” She pulled her hand back, the sleeve dropping. Spencious took a few steps forward, wrapping his arms around her. She gasped at the gesture, but clung to his sides, letting out a sob. Spencious whispered in her ear, that everything will be alright.

“It won’t,” Persephone sobbed. “Father won’t look at me the same. He won’t be able to marry me off and I’ll end up on the streets!” She tightened her grip around his shirt. Spencious stroked her hair.

“That’s not true. I know at least one person that will still want to marry you.”

Persephone looked up at Spencious. The sun had started to set behind him. The reds and oranges of the sunlight had wrapped around his body. His eyes looked down on hers, a soft smile playing at his lips. His hair had grown out from the last time she cut it, falling slightly past his shoulders. When she first met him, she thought he was a shy, scrawny boy, but working on the farm, he started filling out a little, gaining more confidence. She grew to love him at first as a friend, but in this moment, she realized she had fallen in love with him.

“Who?” She asked softly. Spencious looked down at Persephone. Her eyes were shiny from her tears, her face flushed. Her nose was redder than it usually was and her hair was growing out. She hadn’t been cutting it, hoping the weight would pull her curls down, but they hadn’t. They were still prominent as ever and as he ran his fingers through it he couldn’t help but notice how soft it was. Spencious kept his distance from Persephone from the beginning. He wanted to hate her. After she led him back to her small village he knew wouldn’t ever be able to go back to his troop. He wanted to hate her for that, but watching as she danced while making breakfast, singing to the chickens as she grabbed eggs, and her excitement to try anything new, he just couldn’t. He fell in love with her within the first year of living with her, but never said anything. Maybe he was too scared, but in this moment, he spoke up.

“Me,” He looked her in the eyes, daring her to say he was lying. They stared at each other in silence. Persephone didn’t know what to say. She wanted to say that he was lying, just to make her feel better, but looking into his eyes, she knew he wasn’t. He had meant it. Her cheeks reddened at the thought of marrying him, but she didn’t know what to say.

“I guess,” Persephone swallowed the lump in her throat. “I guess, I wouldn’t mind that.”

Present Day

“I didn’t offer to marry you because you were pregnant.” Everyone’s head turned to Spencer, his eyes were narrowed and his fingers were clenched.

“Then you chose a real inopportune time to tell me.” Persephone spoke. 

The team glanced around the table, wondering if they should say something or not. The workers seemed to disappear, feeling the tension across the table. Emily looked over at JJ and Will, hoping they would say something, anything.

“So, you have a daughter?” Will cleared his throat.

Persephone hummed. “Yeah, strong willed, smart, witty.”

“I’d love to meet her.” Emily asked.

“She’s actually in Italy,” Emily and Penelope shared a look. “Visiting her grandmother before starting college.”

“Really?” Penelope sipped her wine. “What’s her name?”

“Annette.” Spencer shot his head up.

“I didn’t realize Annette went to Italy.”

“Mhmm, mother had asked, and if you came around more often, you would have known.” Persephone raised her eyebrow, daring Spencer to contradict her.

“If you had called, I would have come.”

“Oh, sorry I didn’t I had to call my husband for him to come home.” 

“So, why did your mom want your daughter to visit?” Emily asked, trying to keep the conversation going.

The couple stared at each other from across the table, a little longer, before Persephone looked away. “My mom wasn’t always around and even less when I moved here with my dad. I think she’s trying to get that relationship back.”

The waiter came back asking if people were ready to order.

“Do you want me to order for the table?” Persephone asked, noticing the look of hesitation around the table. Everyone nodded, Penelope holding back the urge to ask the million of questions she had. When the waiter walked away, Penelope talked before the tension could become too much. 

“That’s a really pretty dress.” Persephone looked down, smoothing it down. “Where is it from?”

“Oh, this was custom made for me. I’ve had it for years now.”

“Really? That’s amazing. Do you have a lot of custom made clothes?”

“Not as much as I used to. How the times have changed.” Spencer scrunched up his nose at the comment.

“Yeah, they have, haven’t they?” Spencer mumbled under his breath, unnoticeable to anyone but Persephone.

“What was that?” 

“I didn’t say anything?” Spencer eyed her. 

“Maybe not, but you’re thinking something I can see it all over your face, Spencer.” She said his name with venom.

“I was just agreeing with your statement.” He was trying not to start anything with her, but he had so many things he wanted to say and do it was hard. He hated how his first instinct was to be angry with her, but he wanted to try with her, but she was just so stubborn.

“You must have been very well off in Italy. What made you want to move?” Rossi asked, moving past the tension.

“Oh, you know the usual I suppose. Teenage rebellion, affairs, among other things.” She waved her hand.

“I don’t know of any teenage rebellion that results in having to leave your country.” Emily joked.

“It does when your family is very well known.” 

“How well known?”

“Royal blood known.” Spencer had started putting two together. Persephone looked over at him and nodded her head, confirming.

“So you’re like a princess?” Penelope’s eyes widened.

“Not anymore. I haven’t been for a long time now.”

“But you still reap the benefits.” Spencer was upset. He tried not using old money unless it was an emergency and to have Persephone use money from her past lives, rubbed him the wrong way.

“You could too.” Persephone’s voice was softer this time. “We are married.”

“Doesn’t feel like it sometimes.” Spencer mumbled. Persephone’s eyes hardened. 

“Then here.” She pulled her ring off, tossing it across the table. He caught it quickly, looking down at the ring. “Since you’ve felt that this marriage hasn’t felt real, maybe I’ll find someone else that will.”

Persephone got up from the table, starting to walk towards the exit.

“You can’t leave. We’re still married.” Spencer got up to follow.

“That hasn’t stopped you from being an adulterer, why should it stop me?” She turned around, flicking him off and leaving the restaurant, leaving her card at the check out.