#they didn’t fit your DNI criteria?

[kiwisandpearls]

also, this might sound rude, but I’m not gonna read your blog’s DNI just to see if I can like one of your posts (unless the DNI is on the post).

if I’m about to follow you? Sure, I’ll check it. But, maybe this is a little mean but I think it’s kinda asinine to expect everyone to read your blog’s DNI just to see if they’re allowed to like or reblog one of your post.

[the-casbah-way]

literally why do people feel the need to add stuff like “racists and homophobes dni” into their bios nowadays like. no shit ??? that’s probably a given for the vast majority of people on here ??? do we really have to say that ??? do you think a bigot is going to read that and go “oh ok :(“ like what do you think you’re achieving ??? can we go back to the good old days where if someone follows you you check their blog and if you don’t like what you see you block them

[fortheloveofwonderland]

Me & You & Everyone We Know | Chapter 20 FINAL | S.R

Previous Chapter

Chapter Summary - It’s eight months later and Spencer’s life has changed dramatically. Did he ever get his happy ending?

A/N - Final chapter folks! 'Bout time, right?

Pairing - Single Dad! Spencer Reid / Fem! Reader

Category - hurt/comfort, angst with happy ending, smut minors DNI.

Warnings - some light angst but overall long overdue fluff. WC - 5.3k

Chapter 20 - First Day of My Life

And I don't know where I am, I don't know where I've been,

But I know where I want to go.

And so I thought I'd let you know,

Yeah, these things take forever, I especially am slow,

But I realised that I need you,

And I wondered if I could come home.

“How did you find me?” 

“I know a guy.”

“What do you want?” 

“It’s time we had a long overdue talk.”

“What could we possibly have to talk about?” 

“Spencer. We need to talk about Spencer.” 

***

Eight Months Later

Spencer Reid had a smile tugging at the corner of his lips as he slotted the last handful of books into their new home on the bookshelf in his new office. 

He ran his fingers over the spines and the smile started to take route, blossoming and growing until it reached all the way to his eyes. 

He surveyed the room, tucked away at the back of the second storey of his new home. His old trusty desk sat beneath the old bay windows with the most gorgeous lighting drifting in through the open curtains from the surprisingly glorious winter day outside. 

He slid into his leather chair and brushed his fingertips over the dark wood desk. 

He’d officially moved into the old gothic style house back in the fall and the rest of the home had come together nicely. But his office had been a slow process, a tiring process. 

This room more than any others in the new house had to be perfect. He would be spending a lot of time in this room and it had to be just right. And after weeks of shuffling furniture around, it finally fit his criteria. 

Eight months ago Spencer had made a decision about his future. He’d quit teaching, never returning to Georgetown after the summer break. Instead he struck a deal with BAU Unit Chief Emily Prentiss. 

On the weeks Maeve had the girls he would work from Quantico or go away with the team on cases. When he had the girls he would work from his home office as a consultant. 

His FBI badge sat next to his computer along with his new credentials and every time he looked at them he couldn’t help but smile. 

The BAU was his home. In all the years since he’d left he’d felt like something was missing from his life. But now he had found his way back to his rightful place in the world. 

It allowed him to feel fulfilled in both his home and work life. He didn’t have to give up any of his precious time spent with his daughters and he was able to work a job he loved with every fibre of his being. 

Since the incident the night of the art show, Spencer had not had a single sip of alcohol. He was closing in on nine months sober and honestly he’d never felt better. 

He still took his antidepressants, but a much lower dose now and he’d quit seeing Doctor Sanchez months ago. 

His relationship was Maeve had slowly repaired itself over time to the point he would now call her one of his closest friends. 

Eight months ago he would never have believed he could be this happy again. But it just went to show what a little hard work and determination could do. 

He ran his fingers over the desk again as he got to his feet. He walked past the desk and across the room. 

In the doorway he turned back for one last glance around the room.

Yes, everything was falling into place. 

***

You fought with the zipper on the back of your dress, huffing and puffing through excretion. When you finally got the thing all the way up your arms fell back to your sides and you let out a large breath. 

You gave yourself a once over in the mirror, turning this way and that and scrutinising your appearance. You’d looked better, that was for sure. But given the circumstances you didn’t look half bad. 

The pile of papers on the dresser caught your gaze through the mirror and you rolled your eyes as they seemingly taunted you. 

Tomorrow was paperwork day. Today there were more pressing things at hand. 

You’d received your doctorate in August and since Doctor Spencer Reid’s sudden resignation from the university you had taken over teaching his classes. 

It wasn’t your end goal, but for now you couldn’t deny you loved teaching. Maybe one day you’d look elsewhere but as of right now you quite liked your place in the world. 

The past eight months had been a whirlwind to say the least, and where you’d found yourself was not at all where you imagined ending up. But you couldn’t pretend you weren’t happy where you were. 

You moved over to the bed, your stomach coiling a little as you sat down on the edge of it. You slipped your feet into your shoes as your mind wandered back some eight months. 

“How did you find me?” You scrutinised the woman on your doorstep, recognising her from one fleeting sighting of her some time ago. 

“I know a guy.” She shrugged simply. 

“What do you want?” You folded your arms across your chest. 

She was the last person you expected to see here and the last person you wanted to be face to face with. 

“It’s time we had a long overdue talk.” She mirrored your action and crossed her own arms. 

“What could we possibly have to talk about?” You scoffed. 

“Spencer.” She rolled her eyes. “We need to talk about Spencer.” 

Having the former Mrs Reid show up at your apartment had thrown you through a loop. You’d been so shell shocked you’d actually invited her inside. 

Maeve proceeded to tell you all the reasons you needed to give Spencer a second chance. She explained to you why he’d lied to you about not being in love with you, how he was simply trying to protect himself from getting hurt again. 

She went into great detail about how she knew you and Spencer belonged together and that you were the loves of each other's lives. 

You hadn’t spoken much, simply listened. And when she left she tried to put the whole thing behind you so you could move on. You still had no idea to this day how she knew where you lived and could only assume someone at the BAU had given her the intel. 

Two months later you’d gone back to work to find Spencer had quit the university. And for some reason the thought of never seeing him again undid all the hard work you’d put in over the summer to get over him. 

“Y/N?” He blinked at you as though he wasn’t sure he trusted his own eyes. “Uh, what are you doing here?” 

“Can I come in?” You hugged your arms around yourself. 

“Yeah, sure. The place is still a mess, I literally only moved in a few days ago.” He held open the door to his new home and let you inside. 

Boxes were piled up all over the place. A couch and a coffee table were the only visible furniture. 

“How did you know where I live?” He hovered between piles of boxes. 

“Maeve,” you croaked. “She came to me a few months ago and left me her number. I didn’t ever expect to use it but when I found out you’d quit I just…I wanted to know why. So I called her and she gave me your address, said she has the girls this week.” 

“Maeve came to you? Why?” He frowned, scratching at the back of his head. 

“She wanted to explain some things. About you. About why you lied to me.” 

“Right,” his frown deepened.

“So why did you quit?” 

“That’s why you came here? Really? You want to know why I quit Georgetown? I haven't seen or heard from you in months and that’s what you came here for?” He looked at you somewhat indignantly. 

“They offered me your job. I just want to know if you plan on coming back before I take it.” You shrugged. 

“You got your doctorate?” His lip quivered into something resembling a smile. 

“I did. So are you coming back or can I take your job?” 

“I rejoined the BAU.” He rolled his lip between his teeth. “Not a full caseload like I used to work, I can fit my hours around the girls now Maeve and I have joint custody. It’s where I belong.” 

“Fine.” You finally let your arms fall to your sides. “That’s all I came here for.” 

You turned away from him, back towards the old mahogany front door with the stained glass window in the centre but you didn’t get very far. 

“I shouldn’t have lied to you.” He spoke and when you turned back around he was a few steps closer to you. “I thought I was protecting us both but really I was only hurting us.”

“I didn’t come here for this.” You shook your head. 

“Well you certainly didn’t come all the way out here to ask if I was coming back to work.” He chuckled dryly. “I may always have complicated feelings towards my ex but my feelings for you are anything but. I love you Y/N. I love you more than words can describe and I want to spend the rest of my life with you. Please don’t walk away. Please give me another chance.” 

Your eyes misted with tears but you were not going to let them fall. You bit the inside of your cheek in hopes of keeping them at bay. 

You straightened your back, clenched your jaw and spat a simple, “no.” 

You pushed yourself up, wobbling slightly as you did so. You pinched the bridge of your nose and closed your eyes to try to ease the dizziness. 

You gave yourself one last look in the mirror, smoothing down the front of your dress which was a little tighter than you would have liked it to be, before shaking your head and pushing out of the door. 

***

“You really don’t have to do this.” Maeve rolled her eyes at him through the mirror. 

“Oh please, I’m great with kids.” Spencer scoffed, nudging the rocker a little and smiling down at the little dark haired bundle of joy. 

“Well yes I know that,” she huffed, toying with the strap of her dress. “But it seems weird to have you look after my son.” 

Little Elijah, Daisy and Lily’s half brother, was twelve weeks old and Spencer had almost forgotten how tiny babies were. 

“It’s really no big deal. He’s my daughter’s half brother, he’s basically family.” He shrugged. 

“And what a weird family we are.” Maeve laughed as she turned back to face Spencer. “So, how do I look?” 

Spencer glanced up from baby Elijah and onto her and tears immediately filled his eyes. He stood up and crossed the room towards her, gaze flicking up and down her frame. 

“Good gosh Maeve,” he breathed. “You look incredible.” 

“Don’t cry.” She shook her head. “Because if you start I’ll start.” 

“Sorry, sorry.” He shook his head, rubbing his eyes with his palms to try and dismiss the tears. “But seriously, you look amazing.”

She smiled at him, glancing down at her white, satin dress. She felt like a princess, and judging by Spencer’s reaction she looked like one too.

“Thank you,” she took hold of his hands and squeezed them. “And you’re sure you don’t mind watching over Elijah for the day?” 

“For the one hundredth time I do not mind at all. For the record, I hate weddings anyway so this kinda works out great for me. If he cries I have an excuse to leave early.” He smirked at her and she removed her hands from his so she could slap his bicep. 

“You’re such a cynic.” She rolled her eyes. 

“What can I say?” He shrugged. “I heard eloping is all the rage.” 

She rolled her eyes yet again. 

“Can you believe we’re here? I never in a million years thought I’d ever get married again.” She sighed wistfully. 

“I always thought when I got married it would be forever.” He nodded. “And after all we’ve been through I never thought we’d end up here.” 

“Friends you mean?”’

“Is that what this is? Huh. Good to know.” He chuckled, yet again making Maeve roll her eyes. 

She turned her back on him again and toyed with her hair in the mirror. Spencer moved back over to where baby Elijah was dribbling down his chin, making little gurgling noises. 

He picked up the rocket and attached it to the frame of the stroller so he was ready to make a quick exit when needed. 

Just then the door to the bridal suite flew open and his two boisterous daughters barrelled in, wearing their matching purple bridesmaids dresses. 

“Mom!” Daisy gasped. “Oh my gosh you look amazing!” 

“Mom you’re so pretty!” Lily agreed excitedly. 

“Thank you sweethearts.” Maeve turned and held her arms open for the girls who quickly embraced their mother.

“I mean, I’m also here.” Spencer shrugged. “I thought I looked pretty good too.” 

“Shut up dad.” Daisy rolled her eyes at him. 

“Yeah dad, you’re not the one getting married.” Lily also rolled her eyes. 

Since turning eight a few months ago, Lily had started becoming more and more like her sister by the day. Spencer couldn’t remember the time she’d called him daddy or the last time she’d asked him to read to her. 

Life was moving way too fast for his liking. His little girls were growing up, soon enough they’d be leaving him. Now wasn’t the time to get down about it though, he still had exciting things in his future. 

“Fair enough,” he sighed. “I’m going to take Elijah and get a seat. Try not to upstage your mom, kiddos.” 

“He’s such a dork.” He heard Daisy say. 

“Yeah who says kiddos?” He heard Lily reply. 

He smiled to himself as he left the room, pushing Elijah’s stroller towards the large ballroom down the hall. 

Soft music played through small, indiscriminate speakers, as people started taking their seats either side of the grand aisle. 

Maeve had always dreamed of a big wedding, their own nuptials at city hall had left a lot for her imagination to desire. And Spencer was glad she was finally getting everything she’d always wanted. 

He came to a stop by the door where Bobby, beaming with pride, was waiting to greet people. He spotted Spencer and his son heading his way and waved at them. 

“Hey, how’s my little man doing?” 

“I’m not bad, thanks.” Spencer joked, now making Bobby roll his eyes. “Oh you mean Elijah? He’s good aren’t you buddy?” 

Bobby crouched down and cooed over his son for a moment or two, placing a kiss on his forehead before standing back to his full height. 

“Thanks for being here, man. It means a lot to Maeve that you approve of this.” Bobby smiled a gentle smile at him. 

“I just want her to be happy.” Spencer shrugged. “And I’ve never seen her happier than when she’s with you.” 

Bobby extended his hand and Spencer took it, shaking his ex-wife’s soon to be new husband's hand. 

It was probably extremely weird if he stopped to think about it, but that was a thought for another day. 

“Are you happy, Spencer?” Bobby surprised him when he asked. 

A smile toyed on Spencer’s lips as he closed his eyes briefly and gave thought to his life. When he opened his eyes again his smile grew. 

“You know what? I really am.” He nodded. 

Bobby patted him on the shoulder before Spencer took the stroller again and headed through the doors. 

He headed towards the bar in the corner, spotting JJ, Will and the boys already in their seats and offered them a wave as he passed. 

Towards the bar he saw Luke and Garcia, holding hands and giggling between themselves. Nearby Rossi sipped his scotch and tilted his glass at Spencer as he passed. 

Cameron was hovering on the other side of the room, looking much like a spare part. He didn’t know anyone here and was instructed to wait patiently for his girlfriend while she fulfilled her bridesmaids duties. 

The rest of the team were due to be here but the ceremony wasn’t due to start for another half hour so he had no doubt they’d be here soon. 

He pushed the stroller up to the bar and applied the brake, ordering himself a club soda and leaning on the bar top while he waited. 

Elijah started to stir, his gurgling noises starting to sound a little strained. Spencer stood back up and peered in his stroller. 

“Hey you,” he reached towards the tiny boy and unclipped him from the seat. “It’s ok.” 

He lifted Elijah from the stroller, his little face contorted as though he may start crying at any moment. Spencer held the back of soft head and brought him to his chest, cradling him in his arms. 

“It’s ok, it’s ok.” He bounced him gently. “Don’t cry, it’s your mommy and daddy’s big day. We don’t want tears.” 

He rocked him back and forth and thanked the bar tender when he placed his club soda on the bar. Elijah continued to gurgling, but the rocking motion seemed to calm him. 

“It’s ok.” He kissed the side of Elijah’s head. 

He’d missed this. He missed when his girls were this small and they didn’t talk back to him and one cuddle from their daddy solved all their problems. 

He missed sneaking into their rooms at night just to watch them sleep when the baby monitor wasn’t enough. He missed the way they would cling to his hand so tightly, the way they’d once thought their dad was a superhero. 

He loved his girls, more than humanly possible. He loved them as babies, as toddlers and he loved them now, one as a teenager and another who thought she was a teenager. 

But as time went on Spencer felt like his girls needed him less and less with every passing day. He sometimes felt redundant as a parent, like his job was done. 

Elijah was brand new. Maeve and Bobby would have all those things he’d taken for granted with Daisy and Lily. 

Sometimes he wished he could go back in time, really savour those moments. In the blink of an eye his girls would be going off to college, having families of their own and then they really wouldn’t need him anymore. 

He held Elijah a little longer than he needed to, momentarily pretending he was Daisy or Lily and he had a chance to do it all over again. 

“You’ve got your whole life ahead of you little man. And you got so lucky. You’re mom and dad love you so much and you have the two best sisters in the whole world. And this extended family of yours…” he trailed off, glancing around the room at his family, his BAU family. “You don’t know how lucky you’ve got it kid.”

He started getting a little misty eyed as he stroked Elijah’s head, still rocking him in his arms. Elijah made a happy little cooing sound and Spencer smiled to himself. He closed his eyes and breathed in that new baby scent, imagining one of his daughter’s in his arms when they were so small and vulnerable. 

“That’s a good look on you, daddy.”  

His eyes snapped back open and he couldn’t hold back the smile on his face. He cautiously laid Elijah back down in his stroller, buckling him back in. 

“Just remembering what it was like, it's been a while.” He chuckled, reaching out his hands. “You look like a goddamn dream.” 

“You say that like you didn’t see me this morning.” You laughed, taking hold of his outstretched hands. 

“You somehow look more beautiful every single time I lay eyes on you.” He pulled you close by your hands and moved them to cup your face. 

“You’re not going to cry are you?” You teased him as he kissed you. 

“I can’t promise anything.” He laughed against your lips. 

“I may always have complicated feelings towards my ex but my feelings for you are anything but. I love you Y/N. I love you more than words can describe and I want to spend the rest of my life with you. Please don’t walk away. Please give me another chance.” 

Your eyes misted with tears but you were not going to let them fall. You bit the inside of your cheek in hopes of keeping them at bay. 

You straightened your back, clenched your jaw and spat a simple, “no.” 

Turning away from him towards the door, you soon felt a hand on your shoulder. 

“That’s not good enough for me.” He turned you back to face him. “I cannot let you walk away again.”

Before you knew what was happening, Spencer caged you back against the door and kissed you. And despite everything, all the pain and hurt he’d caused you, you kissed him back. 

And the rest, as they say, was history. 

You didn’t walk away, couldn’t even if you tried. You hadn’t walked away in the six months since and you knew you never would. 

Four weeks later you moved into his new home with him and the girls. 

Daisy and Lily adored you and in return you loved them just as much. They enjoyed having another woman around and oftentimes the three of you would gang up on their dad, much to Spencer’s chagrin. 

Daisy talked to you about things she wasn’t always comfortable talking to her parents about. Lily liked it when you braided her hair. They both enjoyed the shopping trips you took them on. 

Spencer kissed you once more before letting go of your face and taking hold of one of your hands again. 

“This place is fancy.” You spoke as your eyes flitted around the grand room. 

“I did try to explain to her the benefits of eloping.” Spencer shrugged, a small smile tugging at his lips. 

“It’s not for everyone.” You chuckled.

Spencer raised your hand and placed a kiss on your knuckles, right next to your gold wedding band. 

“Do you regret it? Not having some big fancy event like this?” 

“Are you kidding me?” You pulled a face, glancing down at his matching band. “The only person I needed at our wedding was you, Doctor Reid.”

Some might say it was too soon, that the two of you had rushed into things but they would be wrong. 

When you know, you know and you both knew beyond a shadow of a doubt that you were meant to be together and didn’t want to waste a second not being married. Nothing had ever felt so right as standing up in that little Vegas chapel and promising each other forever. 

“I love you so much. Doctor Reid.” He squeezed your hand. 

The kiss lasted several minutes and by the time Spencer pulled back you were both panting. 

The look he was giving you was like no look anyone had ever given you before. And it told you all you needed to know. 

This man was incomparably in love with you, and would go to the ends of the earth for you. This man would do anything for you. 

He’d made some mistakes, but so had you. Life wasn’t always perfect, there would always be bumps in the road. But with any luck the hardest hurdles were now in your past. 

He loved you and you loved him and it was just as simple as that. 

“I don’t want the best days of my life to have passed me by. I want it all, Y/N. I want to get married, I want to have more kids. And I want it with you.”

“It really is a good job we don’t both work at Georgetown anymore, two Doctor Reid’s is just confusing.” You laughed.

“Well I think it could be done. There would just be the hot Doctor Reid and the other Doctor Reid.” He shrugged, his eyes sparkling playfully.

“Which one am I?” 

“You will never know, my love.” He chuckled, pulling you close again and kissing you slightly more fiercely than was appropriate for the current setting. 

Before things could get too hot and heavy, Elijah whined, tearing the two of you apart. You both moved to his stroller and looked down on him.

“Hey little man, what seems to be the problem?” You stroked his wrinkly forehead. 

He kicked his tiny legs, blowing little spit bubbles in his mouth. Spencer cooed at him while you continued stroking his head. 

Within a few seconds he calmed down again, perhaps he just wanted some attention. Baby’s and dogs weren’t all that dissimilar, Taco had a penchant for whining when he wanted attention. 

“Oh jeez, I’m sorry. I didn’t ask if you wanted a drink.” Spencer stood back up and picked up his club soda. 

“Just water, please. I’ve been feeling a little queasy again this morning.” You rubbed your stomach. 

“Hopefully that’ll pass soon.” He kissed your cheek before getting the bartender's attention again and ordering you a glass of water. 

Soon after handing it to you, Daisy and Lily in their beautiful dresses, carrying bouquets, were heading your way. 

Spencer saw the coy smile Daisy sent in the direction of her boyfriend and it made his stomach tighten. How he wished he could slow down time so his daughter never got older. 

“You need to go sit, it’s starting in a minute.” Daisy demanded. 

“Sit please.” Lily echoed. 

Spencer looked between his girls and you and little Elijah who could now barely keep his eyes open. He was flooded by nostalgia, weddings always did have that effect on him. 

The girls turned to leave, to finish their rounds but Spencer stopped them. 

“Hey, pumpkins?” His voice cracked a little as he spoke. 

“Stop it.” Daisy frowned at him, hearing the way his voice broke.

“Stop what? Spencer frowned back. 

“I can see you getting sappy. Don’t do it. Please, dad?” She begged him.

“Yeah please, dad?” Lily repeated.

“I’m sorry, I can’t help it.” He looked over at Elijah again. “I just miss when you girls were that little. When you needed me.”

You slipped your hand in his, giving it a squeeze to try and tether him to the present before he went down a rabbit hole into the past. 

Daisy and Lily looked at each other, communicating subconsciously in the weird way sisters seemed to be able to do. 

“We’ll always need you, dad.” Lily spoke as they looked back at him. 

“You will?”

“Of course, you’re our dad.” Daisy shrugged.

“We love you.” Lily insisted. 

“I love you both so much.” His voice cracked again, eyes misting with tears.

“Oh god,” Daisy groaned. “Do not cry. Stop it.” 

“Make him stop, Y/N.” Lily looked at you pleadingly. 

“I wish I could.” You chuckled, giving his hand another firm squeeze. “But you know your dad, he’s an emotional kind of guy.”

“We can’t stay little kids forever, dad.” Daisy offered him a slightly sad smile.

“I know, I know.” He nodded, using his free hand to wipe his eyes before any tears fell.

“But hey, at least you get to do it all over again.” Daisy shrugged, nodding towards your belly. 

“Hey Y/N?” Spencer spoke to you from the bed of the Caesars Palace Honeymoon suite. 

“Yeah?” You called back from the bathroom. 

“Let’s make a baby.” 

You frowned to yourself and put down your toothbrush, padding back into the bedroom.

“Excuse me?” You leant against the doorframe, your new husband lying naked on top of the covers.

“Let’s make a baby.” He repeated.

You’d come off your pill a week or so ago after you’d discussed wanting to try for a baby at some point in the future. You were still using condoms though and Spencer still never finished inside of you. 

“Right now?” You questioned.

“Why not?” He shrugged. 

“We literally just got married like five hours ago.” You laughed, stepping further into the room. 

“I don’t want to wait.” He reached for you as soon as you were close enough, pulling you down to the bed. “Let’s make a baby.” 

Your hand involuntarily went to your growing stomach, the one that you could barely fit inside this dress. You were at fourteen weeks and only just starting to show, it wouldn’t be long now before none of your clothes fit you.

“That is true.” Spencer looked at you with a smile that lit up the entire room. 

He was now for three for three. Three times in his life he had unprotected sex, finishing inside of someone, and all three times he had gotten them pregnant. He often wondered if he had some kind of super sperm. 

He placed his free hand on top of yours on your stomach, on the future addition to his pumpkin patch, to his crazy, slightly unconventional family. 

He wouldn’t change his past, wouldn’t change Daisy and Lily or the way they were brought into the world. But this new baby growing inside of you, you at his side as his wife; this was the life he chose and the life you both chose to make.

“Anyway, you seriously need to go and sit down, mom will be pissed if you miss this.” Daisy snapped him out of his revere. 

“Please don’t use that word.” Spencer rolled his eyes.

“Whatever,” Daisy shrugged. “Come on Lil, let's get the others.” 

Lily happily followed her sister while the two of them rounded up all the guests and motioned them towards their seats. It wasn’t lost on him the way his youngest lit up when Michael LaMontagne smiled at her.

He swore one day he would be at their wedding. 

Spencer glanced around and spotted Matt and Kristy hand in hand, closely followed by Emily and Tara who were chatting between themselves as they found seats near JJ and Will. He looked back at you, tears now back in his eyes.

“Don’t.” You shook your head. “I am a hormonal mess as it is. If you start crying, I will too.” 

“Sorry,” he sighed wistfully. “I’m just so damn happy.” 

“Me too, Spence.” You agreed, leaning in and kissing him. “Me too.” 

The two you hung back with Elijah now asleep in his stroller while everyone else took their seats. Your own eyes took in the room, the girls, the BAU members and everyone in between. 

This family had found you and accepted you as one of their own with open arms. The Reid family, the BAU family, without really meaning to you’d become a part of something you never knew you’d always wanted. 

It may be slightly unorthodox, but it didn’t make what you had any less special. In fact in your eyes, the oddness of this family dynamic made it even more exceptional. And you wouldn’t change a single thing. 

Spencer let go of your hand and wrapped his arm around your shoulders, placing a soft kiss on your head while reaching for the stroller with his free hand.

“Looks like it’s just me and you, angel.” He held you close, he always held you so close. 

You glanced at Elijah before looking back around at all the faces in the room.

Daisy and Lily were waiting by the doors with their baskets of confetti, awaiting their cue to take to the aisle. Bobby stood proudly at the end, his best man at his side as they waited for the music to begin.

You looked over at JJ and Will, at Penelope and Luke; Matt and Kristy. You surveyed Tara, Emily and Rossi before you looked back to your husband. 

“Yeah,” you smiled as you leaned closer to him, closing your eyes and breathing him in as though it was the very first time. “Just me and you and everyone we know.” 

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HIIII!!!! My name is clegfly, or just cleg!!!! I’m an artist/ writer / professional paint drying critic/j. I’m just a silly girl doing silly things, don’t mind me. I use she/her pronouns and I am aroace!!!

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BULLET POINTS BULLET POINTS BULLET POI

Pancakes. All day. All the time. Everywhere, anywhere. Pancakes

That goes for bacon too

JELLYYYYYYYYYY!!!!1!1!1!

Why are these all foods what else do I like uhhhh

Warm. And cosy bed. And fire. And all that stuff

OLD COMPUTER AESTHETIC!!!!!! N64!!! WINDOWS XP!!!! ALL THAT SHIT

Bugs in theory

PLANTS

MUSICAL THEATRE

Graphic novels

Video games… ough my beloveds

Books

Okay now this is too long

Oops

Sorry

JELLYFISH JELLYFISH JELLYFISH

The ocean full stop actually

In theory

CHINCHILLAS

Uh

Yapping

Analysis

DISLIKES

anything on my DNI >:((((

Bugs in practice

Sport

Exercise

I’m literally hero omori

Commitment

Stress

Internet drama

Anyone who gatekeeps like. Anything.

INTERESTS???

All day every day, baby.

MAINS

OMORI- main interest as apparent by one peek at my blog… The brainrot is immeasurable and everlasting. Send help. It’s been almost four years. I love this game, its characters, story, EVERYTHING so fucking much. I��m like a billion pounds in debt to it also. I will be homeless but at least I will have my big ass heromari collection.

PMMM/ Madoka Magica- my favourite show! Consisting purely of sparkles and sunshine!!!! Why are you crying??? I’m sure not!!!!

DDLC/ Doki Doki Literature Club- another favourite of mine!!! I see a well-written cast of characters I deeply relate to go through extreme horrific horror beyond any of their comprehensions and I’m SOLD!!!

Coraline- the horrors are all consuming, but at least it’s both a visual and extremely well-written treat!!!!

TADC/ the amazing digital circus- won’t lie, watched this show when the pilot dropped and LOVED it, but forgot about it after a while as it didn’t stick with me. Then episode three came out and I’m now reduced to a blubbering mess whose brain is now significantly comprised of two fictional chess pieces. What happened? I don’t know. Send even more help.

LITTLE GUYS THAT HURT MY BRAIN SOMETIMES

Petscop

Fnaf

BATIM/ bendy and the ink machine

BSD

Deltarune

Undertale

Hawaii: Part II

SUBJECT TO CHANGE BECAUSE IM PROBABLY FORGETTING LIKE 20 AND ALSO HAVE LIKE 20 STILL TO DISCOVER

HOBBIES?!2!2!

Ya!!!! :D

Art

The main thing I do on my silly little page!!

…in which the art is mostly unfinished doodles… but that’s okay!!!! We ball anyway

YOU CAN SEND THE CLEG REQUESTS!!!!! ALL DAY ANY DAY UNLESS I SAY OTHERWISE!!!! Do not expect premium quality though lmao. (And also nothing related to DNI. Shouldn’t have to say this but. Uh. Yeah)

You cannot yet commission the cleg :(

Writing

Currently on a writing hiatus and have been for a little while (5 MONRHS WHAT) but… i do!!!! That!!!! Aka I write fan fiction AGH

Mostly. Heromari stuff. Actually all heromari stuff. I think I have one fic that isn’t heromari and it’s one I co-authored I love them your honour…

Yeah

DNI

Bit of a bummer, but I gotta set my boundaries to keep the weirdos out!! That being said, do NOT interact with my blog whatsoever if you:

Are a shotacon, lolicon, proshipper, pedo, etc etc etc. (yucky. Yuck yuck yuck. Fuck off)

Are homophobic

Are transphobic

Are aphobic/ arophobic (why. Why are you even still here)

Queerphobic in general actually get OUT!!!!

Actively shit on any of my main interests. Like ACTIVELY go out of your way to tell me how bad it is (what. What is the point. Just go)

POST ANY NSFW FULL STOP!!!!!!! (I am EXTREMELY sex repulsed and have been especially lately, I will block you on SIGHT)

Are racists/ xenophobes

There is likely LOTS more I’m forgetting so I will update this later… also just saying I reserve the right to block ANYONE no matter if you fit into this criteria or not. If I don’t vibe with you I will politely block you and look the other way!!! No theatrics required

Anyway with all the negative stuff out of the way… I really hope you enjoy my blog!!! I’m just here to have fun honestly and express my ideas and passions and work on a little page of the internet so!!!! Hope you have fun too!!!! :D

[rinskazuu]

DNI(do not interact) + RULES

please do NOT interact if you fit this criteria.

if you are under 16 & are reading my nsfw works. there’s rlly nothing i can do to stop you but, i’d appreciate it if you didn’t interact like; commenting, reblogging & requesting for nsfw.

racist and/or xenophobic, sexist/misogynistic, homophobic, transphobic, or just generally disrespectful to any of the characters, commenters, and/or anyone purely based on their skin color, ethnicity, sexuality, or gender.

if you support/are a proshipper. i don't condone any morally wrong ships. look, i cannot do anything about who u personally ship, but please do not interact with me or bring that onto my page. ESPECIALLY incestuous relationships. i will not be writing about it either.

pedophilic tendencies. if you are attracted to minors/children, do not interact. just block me atp.

you treat any characters in fics and/or any commenters/requesters with disrespect. i do not tolerate you seeking for drama or verbally hurting others. if i see that said person was being awful, i will take it upon myself to remove their comment.

if you do not like my fics or, you disagree with my ships/fav characters. not as major as the others listed here but, save the both of us some time & drama and just stfu. at the end of the day, it is based on opinions. me personally, i dont ship anyone illegal or anyone who’s related to one another. keep your opinions to yourself! 😋

if you support absolutely disgusting characters, such as hisoka, please leave.

other than that, WELCOME!! hope you like it here. i treat everyone with respect:). i'm looking for a drama-free page where i can enjoy my little fics with my little fictional men and share them with people with the same interests, do NOT drag me into ur shit.

[loneisland]

ABOUT ME

CHARLOTTE (CHA FOR MOOTS)

Char/ Cha/ Charlotte, 19, struggling law student (undergrad [aka bachelor of law] lol, not law school) , Samantha Jones apologist, unfortunate brocedes witness and if not very obvious already, recovering shopaholic ! Welcome to my account where I do nothing except rant about god knows what— and write. Sometimes. Who knows

CHA LOVES

thrifting, hiking, autumn/ spring, cats, reading, writing when my keyboard cooperates, travelling, tea, lasagna, my dearest mooties, moodboards, plaids, naps, just sleep in general, my 3 different aesthetics that rotate every 3 weeks…

CHA HATES

condescendant people!! You are not better than anyone because your favorite artist has 3 monthly listeners! Tastes vary and that’s okay. beer, having a great plot in mind and then having no idea how to translate it on paper, uni, law, my white ipad case and keyboard that gets dirty super easily, my concealer that leaks everywhere…

BEFORE YOU FOLLOW

WHY AM I BLOCKED?

If you fit the basic dni criteria, you will be blocked before you know it. I’m not arguing with people that have no common sense or respect for fundamental human rights!

I don’t mind minors interacting with my sfw content, but i will check and skim through likes and interactions on my nsfw content if there is any at all. Please don’t follow me if you’re a minor! It makes me uncomfortable + i reblog and interact w dc (= which is not tagged! I forget to most of the time and to be 100% transparent I doubt i even have a tag for that so better be safe than sorry and just don't follow me :) )

If your blog is empty, please don’t follow me. Empty blogs look like bots + i want to make sure I’m okay with having you interact with my content (ie age for my dc content/ reblogs)

Don’t spam-like (3 to 4 likes in a row). It clogs my notifications, and can result in me getting shadow-banned which is just not cool

don’t send hate/unwarranted criticism to other writers (esp not my moots!!) if i see you on my dash/ anywhere acting like an ass, idc if you haven’t interacted with my content, you’re blocked!

If you’re a previous moot, i might have blocked you because you made me uncomfortable, or we just didn’t interact. I hard block to discontinue the mutual! If you want to discontinue the mutual with me, pls do the same

Any and all disregard of these rules will result in a hard block!!

WHAT DO YOU WRITE?

À priori an sfw blog, but who knows?

I prefer storytelling over headcanons, but I love me some tiny cute little drabbles. If you see headcanons on here it’s probably a moment of weakness ignore it lolol

I don’t mind writing dark content! —> alcohol, drugs, gore (as in blood, murder and all that good stuff), cheating, profanity, death, abuse and illness are all things im okay with writing about (but mostly not okay with irl, of course).

This is a bllk and tokyo revengers (specifically bonten timeline) centric blog, but I’m eventually open to mha, jjk and haikyuu as well

I do take requests, thirsts and suggestions (see requests section)

WHAT ARE YOUR RULES FOR YOUR INBOX?

I think of this as a given, but please please no rants in the inbox… I understand people struggle and need to talk, but this is not the place to do it! That being said, I do sincerely hope everything works out for you! (This does not apply to my moots :) if any of my beloved mooties are feeling down, my dms are always open!)

i don’t write specific readers (anything pertaining to ethnicity/ appearance, eg) chubby! reader, hispanic! reader etc..) as you are free to imagine the reader however you like + the reader is by default always fem. I do not write male readers, but will tag as gn! reader occasionally if it fits.

even though I prefer storytelling over headcanons, you’re still welcome to ask me about the latter! Don’t be shy :)

When requesting, just send me a little prompt or idea of what you’re thinking about, no ultra specific scenarios pls…

When requests are closed, you can still send asks, thirsts, or random little ideas, i just won’t expand on them too much :)

if you’re not planning on turning off anon but are planning on sending multiple asks, you’re welcome to assign yourself an emoji so i can recognise you!

And last but not least, as you can expect from a law student or a uni student period, I am booked & busy like you probably can’t even imagine 🤓 (+ bonus this semester is ruthless so whatever free time I have is spent outside huhu) so I might take time, and I primarily use this blog as a main, meaning I rant and have a bunch of random posts which are mostly not writing!

REQUESTS ARE OPEN 🤓

MY TAGS

#( 📄 ) — newsletter = asks

#( 🖋️ ) — article = writing

#( 🔐 ) — co-author : moot = mutuals

#( 🧩 ) — games = self explanatory

#( 🔖 ) — reblogs [: dark content ahead!] = self explanatory

#( 📮 ) — recommendations = self explanatory

#( ✏️ ) — rambles = random posts

Don’t hesitate to leave a message in the inbox, I don’t bite luvies + if you want to be on the tag list for a series, send an ask!

This blog is still very new (as of June 18th 2024) and under construction 🚧

[jeonwonoow]

DNI

if you fit basic dni criteria

you are a minor (below 18)

BYF

this blog contains nsfw posts, don’t say i didn’t warn you and do not interact if you are not comfortable. i write for svt only.

i’m a slow writer :))

ADDITIONAL RULES

i do not take requests regularly (i will announce whenever i open requests. please don’t send requests when it is closed)

soft and hard hours open 24/7. send anything, your imaginations, links to thirst tweets/vids, etc.

don’t send anything toxic on my ask box. that’s like…super not nice. i hate that. spread love.

I WILL WRITE

short fics / oneshots / drabbles / time stamps, headcanons, mtl/mlt

I WILL NOT WRITE

incest, pedophilia, necrophilia, a/b/o, watersports, any kink including bodily fluids (except spit)

[sttoru]

DO NOT INTERACT IF: you fit the basic dni criteria \\ you support israel \\ can’t discuss things (like differing opinions) maturely \\ you are a pro-shipper \\ you are a porn link poster \\ you write smut for minors (aging them up with no canon time skip is also not welcome); for example nezuko, megumi, tanjiro, klee, denji etc etc.

FOR THE MINORS: i don’t care that you’re on my page reading my works. you’re the one taking the risks and the responsibility of what you’re going to read is all yours. don’t make me catch you though; any visible age under 17, gets blocked.

HATE ASKS get either completely ridiculed & clowned or instantly blocked & deleted, no in-between. idc abt what you say (especially on anon; coward activities LOL). you got something to say about me, say it to me directly please !

this blog is mostly jjk-centred. however, i do publish genshin, hsr or l&dps related fics from time to time.

empty blogs will get blocked. inactive blogs too. use your accounts. spam liking will also get you blocked.

i use the block button how i please. if i block you, i have a reason. if we were mutuals, i hard block most of the time. if you decide to block me & we were mutuals: please hardblock me, not soft block.

this is not an only writing blog. i talk, vent and reblog stuff to my liking. i also talk about my own selfships. if you don’t like it, don’t complain. just block.

english is not my first language. don’t expect perfect english grammar — unasked criticism is not needed.

i do not indulge myself in personal discourse nor do i entertain it, unless i (or a mutual of mine) was offended first. when that happens & you do not want to see it, filter ‘cw discourse’.

!! i may state my own opinion on some topics (also discourse topics) though. they are tagged as tw vent or cw discourse mostly. if you find it so annoying to see someone state their opinion or vent on their own blog, literally just leave and block me.

most works are self-centred / self-indulgent: meaning, they are all female centred. reader is always portrayed as a woman & is shorter than the characters most of the time. though, no further descriptions are added (skin tone, body type etc.) unless i specify so in the tags.

this blog is not spoiler free. i also may forget to put spoiler warnings every now and then. don’t hesitate to politely remind me to add them if that happens.

Q&A

can i dm you to talk or ask something?

yes! as long as you stay respectful, my dms are always open. mutuals can ask for my discord any time as well.

you’ve blocked me, what did i do?

i use the block button how i like. if you’re blocked, you’re either one of the ppl in my dni or a blank/ageless/empty blog with no posts. or, it’s just that i didn’t feel comfortable with something you posted or said. orrrrr, it’s because of your own do not interact criteria and i went ahead and blocked you to spare you the trouble :)

can i vent to you in your inbox?

depends. if you want advice on a simple situation, sure. if it’s to rant about triggering topics (such as suicidal thoughts, depression, sexual assault, or other dark stuff) please seek a therapist for that — not just a random writer on the internet.

why do you block inactive and/or empty blogs that interact with you or follow you?

simply because some of you need to learn that tumblr works on reblogs. plus, empty blogs (and especially with the default tumblr layout) look like bots. lurkers are also not welcome. if you want to keep reading the amazing fictional works on this app, then you need to help your creators out by reblogging their content. it shows support, even if you don’t add any tags to it.

you haven’t posted a fic in a while. when are you publishing one?

i’m a slow writer sometimes. do not expect a fic each day or even each week / two weeks. i have a social life outside of this tumblr account i started just for fun — no pressuring me into or asking for a part 2 / fic either or you’re blocked.

[pissfizz]

Sometimes I have people who show up in my notes a lot so I’ll go check out their profiles and read their carrds/rentrys/etc and just laugh so hard because I fit so so much of their dni criteria like brother with how much you’re in my notes I’d be surprised if you didn’t follow me I know for a fact you see me post about the stuff you just said in your dni

[phiaships]

Selfship Intro Post!

Hello everyone, my name is Sophia, I’m 18 and I’ve finally decided to make a selfship blog after self-shipping (and lurking on the selfship community) since 2019. My blog is still under construction, (there’s still a few things I need to figure out; banner, long-term pfp, how tf do I make a carrd?) but I’m just wanting to put my intro out there so I can start interacting with the community and meeting mutuals (and hopefully friends(!)) within the community! I’ll probably move this over to a Google doc/ carrd once I figure out how to make one to keep it less messy but I’ll leave some basic info here for the time being:

•My only romantic (F/O) is Kazuma Asogi from the great ace attorney. I’ve loved him pretty much since I met him in game on the English release of TGAA on 27/07/21 so I consider that to be our anniversary (lol). Please do not interact in any capacity if you, or a mutual selfships (or ships an oc) with him romantically, post often about a ship with him and a canon character, or you like him in romantic capacity. And please, do block me if you share him.

•Whilst Kazuma is my only romantic (F/O) there are a few former (F/O)’s who I still care for lore/story-wise and will list them under my crush category. I’m fine sharing them but I’ll leave them listed out since I may gush about them from time to time and I don’t want someone with these (F/O)’s to interact with my blog without knowing.

•My interests include a lot of anime, manga and a few select video games, I’ll list out a few of my favourites/ the ones I’m most invested in below but if you have (F/O)’s from those sources please, please interact!!

Without further ado:

(F/O) list:

Romantic: Kazuma Asogi (thinking of a tag still)

Platonic (☀️ for my main comfort characters):

TGAA: Susato Mikotoba, Ryunosuke Naruhodo, Gina Lestrade, Herlock Sholmes, Iris Wilson.

One Piece: The entirety of the strawhat crew but especially Monkey D. Luffy ☀️, Yamato.

Golden Kamuy: Koito Otonoshin ☀️, Asirpa, Sugimoto Saichi

Arven ☀️ (Pokemon SV)

Katsura Kotaro ☀️ (Gintama)

Main Interests:

Ace Attorney, Harvest Moon/Story of Seasons franchise, Persona 5 (currently finally starting my play through and I love it), Pokemon, One Piece, Golden Kamuy, Dr. Stone and basically any anime /manga I’ve rated a seven or above on my anime list:

MAL: Lawphii (I had no idea external links didn’t show up in searches and I was still scratching my head tryna figure out why absolutely 0 people saw my post so oops.)

(Remember!! Please interact if you have (F/O’s from said sources, I would love to hear about your ships!!)

Former (F/O)/ crushes:

(Don’t really have feelings for, but might memtion : 🍂, may gush/talk about from time to time:🍃)

Trafalgar D. Water Law (One Piece) 🍃

Ukyo Saionji (Dr. Stone) 🍃

Haru Kato (Millionaire Detective) 🍃

Rei Furuya (Detective Conan)🍃

Dande/Leon (Pokemon SWSH) 🍃

Ogata Hyakunosuke (Golden Kamuy)🍂

Hijikata Toshizou (Golden Kamuy)🍃 *only the Golden Kamuy Ver. I have no interest in the real historical figure.

Kokichi Ouma (Danganronpa) 🍂

Kyojuro Rengoku (Demon Slayer) 🍃

(For the time being I’ve removed most of my DNI criteria as I have a suspicion the phrases I’ve used automatically blocked my intro post from appearing…?)

•I want to keep this blog as discourse-free as possible, of course there is probably some content out there that’ll make me uncomfortable, but I will not go ahead and start a witch-hunt for anyone who posts such things and I won’t interact with anyone who regularly engages in such conflict. Don’t drag me into discourse either, I wont entertain it and I’ll just block you if you do. If you don’t fit DNI criteria you are free to interact, but know that if I’m still uncomfortable with your blog I will probably not follow back, and possibly will block you if it genuinely unsettles me. No hard feelings, I just want to curate my space as best as I can.

•I would prefer it if TGAA fandom blogs did not reblog, only because I don’t want my selfship content making it out into the main fandom tags.

•Basic DNI criteria apply; racism, homophobia, transphobia, ableism and any form of bigotry etc are not welcome anywhere on my blog.

—

And until I figure out how to make a carrd/find the motivation to organise my blog I’ll keep updating this post if I think of anything important to add.

In this blog I hope to post mainly my selfship art, ramblings/gushing/musings, and shitpost about anything on my mind.

I’m very excited to get to know you all, I hope this post doesn’t get lost in the tags forever but if you manage to stumble upon my blog as a selfshipper please come interact with me! I would love to make some friends in this community!!

-Sophia.

[oh-katsuki]

i will FOREVER be baffled by people reblogging my posts and interacting with me when i fit at least half of their DNI criteria. not to mention... they’re a minor... talking about respecting boundaries. 

like im actually begging for people to stop and take a minute and CHECK someone’s blog before they interact with a discourse post. like... just go look. everything you need to know is literally shown when you HOVER over my profile picture or username. its really not hard. 

not to mention... you, A MINOR, have just reblogged my post and have criteria in your DNI that says “nsfw blogs and blogs that don’t want minors interacting dni” and have just exposed my post and blog to others who most likely have similar criteria. you’ve just opened up my blog to an entire circle of people who ASSUME you don’t interact with those types of blogs and might not be very cool with those types of blogs. 

and now I either have to simply block and let that post stay on your blog or reach out and say something about it to you. now I have to make the choice (assuming you even allow messages from outside blogs) to either interact with you when i REALLY don’t want to and ask you to delete the post because i am a minors dni blog or block and ignore and risk OTHER minors interacting. all because you were careless and didn’t check that someone talking about AGING UP DISCOURSE might be an nsfw or minors dni blog. 

[kenmalof]

. . . → RULES ← . . .

→ my requests are C L O S E D ; lewds are welcomed if you follow the rules below.

→ if you enjoy my writing feel free to like, reblog, comment, or send an ask! It’s definitely appreciated.

→ you can link my work in discord ; refrain from linking it in minor spaces such as tiktok or other social media platforms.

→ my writing will vary from afab!reader or amab!reader or neither ; pronouns are always gender neutral.

. . . → DO ← . . .

→ talk about these fandoms: one piece, genshin impact, twisted wonderland, haikyuu!!, jojo’s bizarre adventure, jujutsu kaisen, tokyo revengers, demon slayer, and my hero academia.

→ be aware that if you do not specify afab, amab, or gn!reader I will choose at my own discretion.

→ be aware of kinks ; virginity, corruption, overstimulation, dumbification, creampie, piss, dubcon, noncon, cnc, yandere, somnophilia, knife play, etc.

( if it’s not on my DONT list feel free to ask )

. . . → DONT ← . . .

→ lewd Ortho, Klee, QiQi, etc.

( no, I will not elaborate on why I pick and choose who to age up )

→ be aware of triggers ; feet, femdom, pregnancy, lactation, mental health, disabilities, gore, scat, vomit, necrophilia, etc.

( if it isn’t on the list feel free to ask and if it’s something I dislike i will simply add it, no harm done in making me aware )

. . . → FAQ ← . . .

→ how do I block certain triggers?

please check here for an extensive list of tags ; otherwise triggers are tagged as ( tw;trigger ) an example would be ( tw;piss )

→ why am I blocked?

simple, you were apart of my dni list. if you think you didn’t fit the criteria then you most likely don’t tag your content properly, are known to be a drama-oriented blog, or simply give me bad vibes.

→ will you write x,y,z?

just ask ; you’ll either make me aware of something to add to my DONT list or we’ll have fun lewding something new.

[domnule]

. . . → RULES ← . . .

→ my requests are C L O S E D ; lewds are welcomed if you follow the rules below.

→ if you enjoy my writing feel free to like, reblog, comment, or send an ask! It’s definitely appreciated.

→ you can link my work in discord ; refrain from linking it in minor spaces such as tiktok or other social media platforms.

→ my writing will vary from afab!reader or amab!reader or neither ; pronouns are always gender neutral.

. . . → DO ← . . .

→ be aware that if you do not specify afab, amab, or gn!reader I will choose at my own discretion.

→ be aware of kinks ; virginity, corruption, overstimulation, dumbification, creampie, piss, dubcon, noncon, cnc, yandere, somnophilia, knife play, etc.

( if it’s not on my DONT list feel free to ask )

. . . → DONT ← . . .

→ lewd ortho

( no, I will not elaborate on why I pick and choose who to age up )

→ be aware of triggers ; feet, femdom, pregnancy, lactation, mental health, disabilities, gore, scat, vomit, necrophilia, etc.

( if it isn’t on the list feel free to ask and if it’s something I dislike i will simply add it, no harm done in making me aware )

. . . → FAQ ← . . .

→ how do I block certain triggers?

please check here for an extensive list of tags ; otherwise triggers are tagged as ( tw;trigger ) an example would be ( tw;piss )

→ why am I blocked?

simple, you were apart of my dni list. if you think you didn’t fit the criteria then you most likely don’t tag your content properly, are known to be a drama-oriented blog, or simply give me bad vibes.

→ will you write x,y,z?

just ask ; you’ll either make me aware of something to add to my DONT list or we’ll have fun lewding something new.

[eunivrse]

RULES

*please read + basic dni criteria is applied

TERMS AND CONDITIONS

1 . 99.9% of my works are nsfw. potentially dark content depending on your definition of it.

2 . this is a 16+ blog. i don’t care who reads or where my content is shared, just please do not interact with me (follow, message, etc.) if you are less than 16; i will block.

3 . my content will always be fem bodied with she(they) pronouns.

4 . my works are fit for all races, shape, hair type, etc. unless stated otherwise. so nsfw links i provide will only ever be for the positions, not how the people in the video look.

5 . please let me know if there’s anything wrong with my content. if for some reason i wasn’t being inclusive, didn’t put proper warnings, etc. message me & it’ll be fixed asap!

6 . i only take suggestions meaning i may or may not write what u asked for. it all depends on what i want to write at the moment.

© EUNIVRSE 

[forever1kay]

Before You Read…

This isn’t a tumblr blog if there isn’t a shit ton of rules and regulations for you to read through and follow. I may seem really rude to those reading this, but I assure you it’s with good reasoning!

-𝐃𝐍𝐈 𝐂𝐑𝐈𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐈𝐀

• If you fit the basic DNI criteria, please don’t interact with me. If you’re prejudiced and just feel the need to let it show, let it show elsewhere.

• I don’t care how old you are interacting with my blog to be honest.

• I just would like to point out that content creators put a lot of effort and time into the things they put out, even though they really don’t have to. If you’re going to spam like my works but not reblog them or follow me, then it’s possible that I will block you. With that being said, regardless of whether you follow me or not, PLEASE DON’T SERIAL LIKE MY WORKS!! Serial reblogging is fine though, I don’t mind.

• This one here isn’t really a rule, more so a preference… If I reblogged someone’s work, please click on their original post before interacting! It helps out a lot :)

(Also, I don’t block blank blogs unless you’re a sex bot or something, lol)

-𝐁𝐘𝐅

• My works are inconsistent. It doesn’t take much for me to lose interest in a fandom, a character, or just to get a bad case of writers block. It may take me a week, a month, or even a year to put out new works, so please don’t wait on it. On top of that, I am a full time student and I have a job so I can’t write 24/7.

• I use autocaps. I’ve seen some people say autocaps give them a headache, so…

-𝐑𝐄𝐐𝐔𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐒

• I only write for the fandoms and/or people that are listed in my masterlists. If you request something other than those listed, I’ll reply to you but I will not fulfill your request. Sorry :(

• If you have a request, please be sure to lead with a “hello, how are you?” or something along those lines so I don’t feel like you’re trying to demand me😭 As long as your requests fit my guidelines and my fandoms, then I will have no problem writing whatever you please ;)

• I do not write content such as rape, pedophilia, incest, suicide, etc. But, I can write fics where the reader or character talks about those things in regards to their past and/or the reader comforts the character (or vice versa) if it’s something themselves or a loved one had to endure.

• Now I know some of y’all looking to see whether or not smut was mentioned in the category above, and I just wanted to let y’all know that I do write smut!! I’d just to have to feel comfortable enough to write it, and a lot of the time I’m not 💀 I have no problem with throwing some NSFW in headcanons though!!

• Content warnings will be left at the top of every single one of my works, regardless of whether I personally find the content triggering or not. If you’re viewing my works from the masterlists instead of clicking directly on the posts, please be sure to check the icons listed to each individual work!

• Another thing, I have no problem aging up characters in my writing (and that’s just so they’re at least my age💀) . If you have an issue with that, block me.

For now, requests are CLOSED.

-𝐀𝐑𝐆𝐔𝐌𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐒

• Honestly, arguing with me is normally going to be one sided. Unless you go out of your way to throw hate at me on your page or call me out of my name, I’m going to be more or less nonchalant or I won’t respond period.

• If you came onto my page to start shit, maybe first stop and ask yourself why. If it’s for any of these reasons, then either be respectful and not jump to conclusions or block me from the jump.

1. I diverge from canon and you have a problem with it. Headcanons exist for a reason!

2. Something I wrote seems questionable or borderline disrespectful. Ask me about it, or respectfully educate me if it seemed like I didn’t know. Don’t just pop up and accuse me of having a phobia! That shit is getting tiring and nine times out of ten you’re just putting words in my mouth.

3. Y/n is black and/or lgbtq and you don’t like that. So what, bitch fuck you!

• Now if someone says something in my comments and you decide that you want to call the person out of their name, then yeah, I’m probably on your ass, lol. Please be respectful to others or just keep your mouth shut! It’ll make everyone’s life peaceful.

If you paid attention and made it to the end, here’s a link to the masterlists so you don’t have to exit and search for it yourselves. Thank you for being patient, and have a nice day.

© forever1kay 2023 - please don’t translate, convert, copy, paraphrase, repost, or alter any of my works without my permission.

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feverhee : rules

DNI

if you fit basic dni criteria

you are a minor (below 18)

BYF

this blog contains nsfw posts, don’t say i didn’t warn you and do not interact if you are not comfortable. i write for enhypen legal line only.

i’m a slow writer :))

ADDITIONAL RULES

i do not take requests regularly (i will announce whenever i open requests. please don’t send requests when it is closed)

hard hours open 24/7. send anything, your imaginations, links to thirst tweets/vids, etc.

don’t send anything toxic on my ask box. that’s like…super not nice. i hate that. just send me heejake pics instead duh. spread love.

I WILL WRITE

(nsfw) short fics / oneshots / drabbles / time stamps, headcanons, mtl/mlt

I WILL NOT WRITE

incest, pedophilia, necrophilia, a/b/o, watersports, any kink including bodily fluids (except spit)