WHO I WILL WRITE FOR: Chris Evans/Steve Rogers/Andy Barber/Defending Jacob; Sebastian Stan/Bucky Barnes; Henry Cavill/Geralt of Rivia; Tom Holland/Peter Parker; Jaeden Martell x Evans!Reader; Supernatural/Team Free Will; Criminal Minds/Derek Morgan/Spencer Reid/Aaron HotchnerĀ
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hiiii ily too!! omg! i just saw this!!! iām doing okay, not getting much sleep but iām really really happy with my boy and where iām living and iām hoping work will improve!!!! i want to get back into writing so bad but inspiration is so hard to findĀ
When I started this blog, I was really lonely. I didnāt have a job, a significant other, I was so depressed, and I couldnāt see a good future for myself outside of living in my parentsā house. In a year so much has changed. I want to write, but work and family and friendships are taking my creativity and I feel as if I have nothing to offer except for maybe once or twice a month. So I will be keeping this blog, mostly to reblog and interact with others, and I will continue to write every so often when the inspiration strikes. But life got busy and Iām sorry I canāt keep this blog up the way I was able to last year. I love you all and Iām so grateful for this little community of followers and mutuals. When I have time I will go through and come up with the best way to still be on here, but for now letās just call it kinda here kinda not. Ty š„ŗš
hey yāall, so Iām gonna be honest... iāve lost most of my creative inspiration due to work, moving, etc. which is fine. it happens. i will be taking a hiatus until april 1st, when i hope i can have something up and start posting regularly again. thank you for being so patient with me as life gets in the way of my ability to sit at a computer and write like i want to. i love all of you ā¤ļø
shouldnāt have anything to do tomorrow, so if all goes well and i finish my taxes like i need to i can get something up!! iām so sorry iāve been so absent and a hiatus may be in order for said absence :(Ā
hi! my tumblr has been playing up and i was wondering if you got my hotchner!reader thingy? no problem if you donāt wanna write it though :)
I havenāt gotten anything in the past few days!! Iām sorry Iāve been super busy with work and this snowstorm and then with boy so I havenāt had a lot of time to write ā¹ļø
Ahh hiiii! Iām really good rn! I moved recently and I may have a boyfriend whoās really sweet and nice and work is going p well too but thereās a snowstorm and itās really hard to get anywhere which sucks. How are you??!
I went on a date last night with a guy I wasnāt thinking I would give a chance and it was amazing and we baked cookies and listened to records and then āØ ya know āØ FOUR TIMES and then he fell asleep holding me and he had to get up for work and told me I could stay but then CALLED ME on my way home and his drive to work and was telling me that he likes me a lot and wanted to make sure I got home safe and I š„ŗš„ŗš„ŗ if this one doesnāt work out I may just fly into the sunset because he is so cute and sweet!!!
To that anon that sounds a lot like @ssebstann dancing own my own, but I can only find it on her wattpad and not on her tumblr (hope this can help in some way)
can you help me find a fic? itās a teen evans fic where chris was a single dad but remarried and had 2 more kids, and his first born(reader) is slowly forgotten, and he forgets her 16th birthday to take his new wife and two kids out and he doesnāt realize he forgot it until scarlett says something about when theyāre on set a few weeks later
This sounds familiar but Iām really not sure, any of my followers know?!!
Summary: A rough case sends an injured, exhausted Spencer right back to you.Ā
Pairing: Spencer Reid x female reader
Title inspiration: I Promise by Radiohead
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On the way home. Arriving midnight. Love you. You sighed at the short, almost unfamiliar language that Spencer was using. He always used exclamation points and smiley faces, no matter how tired he was. So something must have happened.Ā
Iāll be here. Love you too!! You replied back just as quickly. You put your phone down and took a look around Spencerās apartment. You had always taken care of it when he was gone, starting from the time when you were just the college student down the hall up until you moved in with him three months ago to occupy the other side of the bed. It just worried you that in all the time youād been dating, two years of it, he had never texted you like that. And, not that it mattered, he usually called you to tell you the details of the case before his plane even touched the ground.Ā
You finished up your work for the day and made some food, making sure to make extra for when Spencer came home. And then you went around and watered his numerous plants, cleaned up some dirt that had fallen to the ground, and you waited. You tried to pass the time but found yourself checking his flight path every few minutes until you fell asleep on the couch. You opened your eyes and sat up at the familiar sound of Spencerās key in the door, unsure if you should pretend you were asleep or not. You chose to take the former route, only opening one eye as you heard Spencer entering the apartment. He put his bag down by the door, wincing at his chest. You quickly shut your eye again as he walked over toward you, and feeling his presence for the first time in a week, you relaxed. He rubbed a thumb against your cheek, then leaned down to kiss you in the same spot. You only opened your eye again when you realized that he was going into the bathroom.Ā
āOw,ā he murmured to himself, not even bothering to shut the door. He pulled his shirt off and you could see a gigantic bruise on his abdomen, a galaxy of pink and purple and bright red in certain spots. You swore you saw a little bit of blood on his knuckles, too, but you decided to wait before calling him out on it. You eventually just got up when you heard the water running in the sink.Ā
āYou gonna tell me what happened?ā You asked, leaning against the doorway. He didnāt seem to notice you until you spoke.Ā
āSorry, princess, I thought you were asleep,ā he said in a voice that was nowhere near as perky as it usually was.Ā
āSo youāre not going to answer my question?āĀ
āItās... Itās not as bad as it looks, I promise.ā You walked out of the room and went to go get ice, coming back in just a minute. He was washing blood off his hands.Ā
āAre you going to tell me why, though? Did you get into a fight or something?āĀ
āNot exactly.ā You handed him the ice and he pressed it against his chest, a full chill going down his spine as he did.Ā āI, um... We got there just in time for another victim. I was... I was holding a guy back so the paramedics could get to his girlfriend,ā he admitted softly.Ā āAnd he was kinda big.ā
āWhatās with the blood?āĀ
āHeād been shot. It was... one of the worst things Iāve ever seen. In all my years of doing this, Iāve never seen anyone that upset.ā You looked at Spencer in the light of the bathroom and noticed that there were tears staining his cheeks, bags under his eyes from not sleeping on the way back.Ā
āDid she survive?ā You already knew the answer from his eyes, before he even shook his head.Ā āIām sorry, Spence.ā Instead of answering you, he trudged over to the shower and turned the water on. You muttered that you were going to bed and didnāt get a response.Ā
It wasnāt often that something was bad enough to make him switch off like this. The first time youād seen him so badly was the night he lost Emily. It had only happened in one or two tragic cases since then, but he always seemed to find a way to get past it. Something told you that this would stick with him for a very long time.Ā
āI made you some extra pasta in case youāre hungry,ā you said to him as he exited the bathroom.Ā
āIām fine,ā he mumbled.Ā
āDo you want me to sleep on the couch? You know. If you need your space.āĀ
āNo, I want you to stay.ā You watched as he pulled a pair of his pajamas on and climbed into bed next to you. He extended one of his arms out above your head and you turned around, laying your head in his side. He moved until his arm was fully around you, holding you close to him like a stuffed animal. His hand found your hair and started swirling it around his long, bruised fingers.Ā
āToday was really hard,ā he murmured.Ā āI see this kind of stuff all the time, but just thinking that it couldāve been you and me because itās happened before, you know, I watched my girlfriend get shot right in front of me. And she was barely even my girlfriend. If something happened to you, I donāt know what I would do.ā You sat up, looking down at your boyfriend, and put a hand in his damp hair.Ā
āSpence, nothingās gonna happen to me. I know that. I know that everythingās gonna be fine because I have you and you wonāt let anything happen to me.ā
āI think I would rather die than anything happen to you,ā he said into the darkness of the studio apartment. You laid back down, wrapping yourself in the covers and his arms, and tried to pretend that you didnāt feel tears slipping down from his face to your hair. You just let him cry. He needed to. He needed to let everything out with you there.Ā
āI love you,ā you murmured a few minutes later.Ā
āI love you, too. So much.ā You felt him squeeze you in his arms and then he went limp. He was asleep.Ā
A/N: Iām sorry this is so short omg! But I just love this and Spencer!!Ā
