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Do you have a masterlist?
no sorry anon i unfortunately do not. just came back from a long hiatus so i’m trying to get things organised. it’s on my list but just not top priority.
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ahaha thank you! i recently started watching criminal minds so i’m like hey what the heck, why not? looking forward to write more for him though 😄
The Stars- Drabble
(Spencer Reid x teen reader)
Summary:
Spencer saved your life. You looked at the stars for hope.
Warnings: Mentions of abuse, trauma and all around not a fun time
A/N: Hey guys! It’s been a while, I know. Anxiety and depression is not fun when trying to run a writing blog. I hadn’t felt motivated to write and gave you all empty promises and i’m really sorry about that. Hopefully we can start a new chapter :)
Word Count: 360
”All my life,” you breathe out, looking up at the starry night sky, “I’ve never seen the stars. Call it a curse if you will.”
You felt your hand get gently grasped.
“Y/N,” you looked back to your left to the voice, forgetting where you were for a second, “You were trapped in a basement for your whole life. You never saw the light of day, let alone the stars. It was a curse and now it’s broken. You’re safe now.”
As you were led to an ambulance, you chuckled dryly, glancing at the scars that etched your body.
“Then why does it feel like I never will be?”
The FBI agent let go of your hand gently and sighed.
“Trauma, it-it doesn’t just leave people. It’s going to stay with you forever but that’s what’s gonna affect everything else. You’re gonna be stronger because of this.”
A few bandages were wrapped around your arms after the skin was disinfected.
“You really think so?” you asked.
The agent gave you a small smile. “Oh, I know.”
You gazed up at the night sky, watching the specks of light dance across the sky, then back at the FBI agent that saved your life.
“I’m so sorry, I never asked for your name and you saved my life.”
The FBI agent gave a small laugh. “That’s alright. It’s Reid, Dr Spencer Reid.”
You looked at him, impressed.
“Doctor?”
“Yeah well, I suppose that’s what they call you after many PhDs.”
“And dare I ask how many that is?”
Spencer laughed and smiled. It was for two small reasons but reasons nonetheless. You were just a kid and you had gone through so much already. He was happy to see a glint in your eyes. You reminded him a bit of himself. To the normal person that seemed far out of reach but not to Spencer. Not to him.
“I think I’ll leave you guessing.”
“Hey! That’s not fair.” you crossed your arms and glared playfully.
“Ah, life isn’t fair young one.”
Maybe the stars would prove to be a guide later on in the future. Maybe they did. Maybe they did.
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was previously @camodrinkstea
i have changed my user to @theyalldeserveddbetter
hmm so how’s the new layout/theme 👀
when you want to write for a fandom but you’re pretty sure nobody in that fandom and your followers would read anything like it 😔
stumbled across this old-ish post. ahah now it’s a different fandom now but this post still is relevant!
Hi bub! I was gonna ask if you have a masterliet? Cuz I’m having difficulty trying to locate the stories...luv your stories btw!
i do plan on finishing it because i get that it’s a lot of trouble to locate stuff. it’s taking me quite a while though. thank you for the love :)
Stargazing- One Shot
(Aldo Raine x daughter reader)
Summary:
Aldo and you can’t sleep. He takes you outside for a view of your home.
Warnings: Mentions of past child abuse and trauma, the war
(the fact that i reached the limit for tagging should be a warning 😂)
A/N: I wanted to try writing for a new fandom after recently becoming obsessed with Inglorious Basterds. If you haven’t seen the movie I highly suggest you go watch it!
Word Count: 880
You couldn’t sleep. The reason was stupid, really. You, daughter of the Aldo ‘The Apache’ Raine, were afraid of the dark. You had gone through thick and thin, fought your own wars, and yet, you were afraid of the dark.
You hated how it was like a cold blanket that choked you blindly. You hated how you were scared of such a small thing. What you absolutely hated the most about the dark was how it left you with your thoughts.
On nights you couldn’t sleep, all of your thoughts were left with you. Forcing you to think. To think back seven years and one day. All the way back to when your father and millions of other men first left to fight in the war.
He left you in the hands of your mother.
Your mother…
A mother’s job is to nurture and care for her child. To teach them right from wrong. To protect them and heal them.
That’s not what your mother did. No, she (for six years and one day) decided to inflict as much pain on a five year old as she could. That’s how old you were. Only five years old.
She beat you, tortured you cussed you out. Anything you could think of, she did. It was a miracle how you stayed alive for six years (and one day).
It was the letters. The letters were what kept you going.
Aldo tried his very best to keep in contact with you during the war. He would write letters to you. Telling you about all the best parts of his day and how much he missed you. On especially bloody days, when nothing good (that a child could read) happened, Aldo would ask about you, about back home, high in the Smoky Mountains, and about your mother. He was completely unaware of the torture that you were enduring from your mother. You were forced to keep it a secret.
I mean, if a father was receiving letters decorated in crayon and stickers he wouldn’t think anything was wrong.
It was in 1941 that the letters stopped coming. Aldo and his basterds couldn’t afford to write letters to home, afraid it would blow their cover.
As months went on, you knew letters wouldn’t come anymore and it crushed your tiny heart. The only thing that kept you going stopped. How would you survive now?
It came as quite a shock to Aldo when he found out about your mother. How could the woman that he married and bore his child do such a treacherous thing? Aldo wasted no time leaving your mother, telling her immediately to pack up her things and leave. Your mother didn’t have another home to go to but that wasn’t your father’s concern.
‘She’ll find a place,’ Aldo had said to you.
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So now, another two years after the war, you lay awake in your bed. You sighed to yourself, thinking that it was going to be another all-nighter. That was, until you heard tapping at your door. You shot up, heart beating rapidly. Your heartbeat slowed down slightly as you saw the familiar outline of your father in the dark.
“Can’t sleep?” Your father asked quietly, being careful not to startle you. He already knew the answer. Truth was, he couldn’t sleep either.
“Yeah,” You mumbled, slightly embarrassed.
“Come with me,” Aldo started to walk down the hallway.
You scrambled out of bed and ran up to him.
“Where are we going?” You asked him, curious.
“Shh, you’ll see.” Your father hushed you.
Aldo lead you to the window of the guest bedroom. It was wide open. You peered outside. On the roof tiles, you spied a few mats.
“Go on, out cha’ go.” Your father ushered you.
“But wh-“
“No questions, you’ll see.”
You grumbled to yourself and started to climb out. You carefully walked to the mats, making sure not to fall off. You sat down, waiting for your father to follow you out. Once he did, he took his place next to you. He looked in front.
You looked at the sight and what a sight it was. In the dark, with a little help of the moonlight, you could just about make out the foggy treeline of the Smoky Mountains; the stars glittering in the clear sky.
Aldo wrapped an arm around you, holding you close to him.
“I like to come out ‘ere when I can’t sleep.” He told you.
“I can see why,” You breathed out, looking at the shining stars. You rested your head against your father.
A loud bang erupted through the trees. Aldo felt you flinch against him.
“Don’t you worry bout’ nothin’. It’s probably some good for nothin’ boys throwin’ firecrackers again.” He assured you.
You laughed at your father’s sudden change in tone.
“Weren’t you a good for nothing boy a long time ago?”
Aldo let out a loud laugh.
“You got me there Y/N,” He chuckled.
You sighed, feeling safe and wanted. You closed your eyes, focusing on your father’s breathing. He started to hum a quiet tune, knowing you were about to fall asleep.
Once he heard your breathing even out, Aldo leaned down and pressed a kiss to your forehead.
“G’night Y/N. Sweet dreams.”
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The Greatest Prank War Of The Century- Headcannon
(Jake Gyllenhaal x teen! daughter reader)
Request:
Just imagine. Jake and his daughter having a prank war on set. How chaotic would that be???
A/N: GUESS WHO’S STILL HERE HAHA! I hope you enjoy this chaotic duo TM ✨
• It was a mistake
• a completely a utter mistake of casting you and Jake for the same film
• Not because of you guys’ acting
• but for the chaos that followed it
• Now, you may be wondering ‘what chaos could you possibly mean?’
• The Prank Wars
• That’s it
• Everyone that has ever worked with you two knew about The Prank Wars
• Whenever you were both cast for a film, one was bound to happen
• This one was different
• How was this one different?
• You two wanted to make this The Greatest Prank War Of The Century
• The biggest and the greatest
• Oh what joy for fellow castmates
• This all started quite harmless actually
• Maybe switching the sugar in each other’s drinks for salt, or untying each other’s shoelaces
• But soon it grew and escalated
• There was a time where you covered Jake’s whole trailer (both inside and out) with pictures of Sebastian Stan and Tom Hiddleston
• Jake got back at you by painting your trailer bright neon pink
• (Jokes on him, you didn’t mind the colour. It made finding your trailer easier)
• You may be wondering why you two had separate trailers.
• Well, it’s pretty self explanatory
• The chaos would only grow with a shared trailer
• The biggest prank you ever played on Jake was convincing him that the directors had changed his script
• The poor guy practised lines of Hamlet for a week straight
• The biggest prank Jake ever played on you was actually after you had both shot the movie
• He gave you the wrong address for the venue where the movie premier was held
• You were an hour late to your own premier!
• After that, you both agreed to stop pranking each other
• Until the next movie you two were cast in that was
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Fitting In- Headcannon
(Jake Gyllenhaal x teen reader)
Request:
yes i love jake fics we need more 🥺🥺 what ab a jake x teen reader drabble where it’s their first day on set and they’re nervous but jake talks them through it and gets to know them 🥺
A/N: GUESS WHO’S BACK WHO’S BACK AGAIN (i am so sorry for the long wait. it’s been 58 days since the last fic post 😳😭) (also sorry, i know you wanted a drabble)
• You were nervous
• no, that was an understatement
• You were TERRIFIED
• You hated first days on set so much.
• It was the fact that you were new and meeting so many different people at the same time.
• Most of which were super famous.
• Walking in through those big doors was like walking right off a cliff
• Into a HUGE pit of anxiety
• However, you continued to remain a cool and collected aura that fooled almost everyone
• almost everyone
• The moment you met Jake he was having none of it
• and i mean none. of. it.
• There was no time for introductions
• Just:
“Hey kid you okay?”
“What’s wrong?”
“First day nerves?”
“Oh, don’t worry about em’ you have me now. Jake the Hero TM.”
• yes, he actually said T-M
• You had no time to answer. It was straight to cracking jokes and telling you who the grumpiest security guard was
• He grabbed you by the arm and woosh you were both gone
• Jake gave you a tour of the whole set, introduced you to fellow cast mates and stole some food from the technically free food buffet
• By the end of the day, Jake had dubbed you his ‘Most Favourite Ever Castmate Under The Legal Age Of 18’
• Needless to say, you were no longer feeling nervous
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i hope these finished requests are worth the wait 😬
ok would you guys prefer an almost completed one shot or drabble (idk yet) that has nothing to do with any of the fandoms that i’ve written for in the past orrr to wait a few more days for a finished request??
i couldn’t get to sleep before telling you guys this. but WE’RE BACK IN BUSINESS! hopefully expect something to be posted! maybe even a masterlist 👀
Are you taking request?
they are currently closed at the moment
hey lovelies! i know it’s been a while but i think starting from either this weekend or next weekend i can start writing again :)
school has put a lot of weight on my shoulders and by the end of this week i shall be free!!
summer holidays are coming up for me which means more writing! i hope you all understand 💕 ✨
not me having a mental breakdown because of my school work :)