Ive been seeing a lot of hc about Eddie surviving but not Stan
Here’s my hc of Stan surviving the suicide attempt
When Stan takes his bath his wife has a gut feeling something is wrong so she checks on him every so often
When he doesn’t respond after 1 check she knows something is wrong
When she gets access to the bathroom she immediately runs to Stan’s side
His wrist are slit and his fingers are damp with blood after scrawling IT on the bathroom wall but his breathing is ragged and shallow
In tears his wife calls 911 and is told to stop the bleeding as much as she can so she wraps thick towels around his wrists and hold them there while crying
When 911 arrives they help him onto the gurney and pump air into his lungs to keep him breathing his wife wraps towels around Stan’s body to cover him up her hands are bloody but she doesn’t care all she cares about is Stan surviving
At the hospital they are able to stabilize Stan and stop the bleeding, he gets a lot of blood and some given from his wife
He remains asleep for awhile so his wife goes home to change and clean up as well as being Stan his things because she knows how particular he is
When she’s about to leave the phone rings and it’s Mike
She tells Mike what happened and tells him what hospital they are in and if he visit to find her
A few days pass and Stan is still in the hospital being watched for his safety
He feels better but is vulnerable and terrified of It coming back and all the memories are painful
Mike arrives out of the blue surprising Stan
Mike tells him that they did it they killed It and they are safe
They both cry and hug each other tightly
Stan’s wife cries too because even though she doesn’t understand what is happening she’s so happy he is alive and reuniting with his friend in a time of need
Stan decides he should get therapy to help him at least try to cope with everything
Mike stays and gets a little help too after going through such a traumatic experience
A month later Bev and Ben show up tother hand in hand they all cry and embrace again
Bev reveals she couldn’t come sooner because she had to deal with her now dead abusive husband but Ben is by her side the whole time helping her through the ordeal and they decide to date they will take it slow but that’s ok
Bill comes later much later, Stan is so angry at Bill and meets Audra
After sometime Bill apologizes to Stan for what he’s done and hopes Stan will forgive him
Stan doesn’t for a long time but eventually he does
Bill and Audra do not stay with the losers and end up going home but Audra promises to visit more often with Bill in tow
Last to arrive is Eddie and Richie
Eddie has a prosetic arm and has been in pyshical therapy for many months with Richie at his side the two hug Stan sobbing because they wanted to be together way earlier but couldn’t because of Eddie’s arm
Stan forgives them and actually smiles for the first time in a long time
Stan’s wife is touched by the friendship of the losers club and is so happy Stan is loved and well
One afternoon at the hospital Stan calls his wife over and gives her a big kiss which is also out of the norm and tells her he loves her so much and he is thankful
They lay on the hospital bed together hand in hand with small smiles on their faces as a bird sings on the tree perched outside Stan’s window
Why make a recap. Why not make an episode where Naoki steals the hotdog truck, goes for a joyride, and gets into a high speed car chase. Or where Aoi fights her landlord with her bare hands over leaky pipes and late rent. Or where Yusaku finds out Roboppy knows he’s Playmaker and is left Dumbstruck for Hours.
Sobbing because I finally found DECENT quality pictures of these two beautiful couples (although the quality of April X Ram was pretty shitty so I edited it to the best of my ability to make it look better).
so uh two years ago today aaron told robert he loved him for the first time.
aaron - notoriously known for not being able to show his feelings properly, not being able to say ‘i love you’ (jackson *cough*) - told a man who he had stubbornly yet whole heartedly fallen for over the course of two months whilst hiding away and being nothing but a secret as the man in question paraded about the village with a rich girl on his arm.
aaron FELL IN LOVE with robert sugden after two months of barely nothing but barn hookups, shoves against walls and that special christmas realisation that robert actually gave a damn about what he said to him and actively acted on his words.
it blows my mind sometimes that aaron managed to build up the courage to try and stop robert from getting married because he just couldn’t handle it, because he was so in love with him by that point and he hated it but he actually wanted to BE with robert. he’d managed to see beneath the bravado and fall pathetically in love with robert and actually want him to be happy!
yeah of course he was there because he couldn’t handle robert getting married to chrissie because he wanted him for himself but also because he wanted robert happy and he genuinely didn’t believe that unless he was true to himself that robert could be.
‘i just want to be myself now, with you.’ - just sums that up really.
so yeah whenever anyone says 'oh i don’t think aaron loves robert as much as -’
aaron was willing to lay out all his feelings and literally place his heart in robert’s hands because he loved him so much, he was willing despite the possibility of being rejected by robert all because he just wanted robert to be happy and to accept himself and who could really make him happy.
aaron - i’m not good at emotions - dingle, told his secret lover that he loved him after just months of knowing him properly, on said secret lover’s wedding day. wow.
Seventeen Reacts to their S/O telling them they’re pregnant
My first request was for Seventeen reacting to a pregnancy! I hope this isn’t as terrible as I think it will be. I’m trying the best I can, so thank you in advance for putting up with me!
Seungcheol: He would start sobbing because the two of you have been trying to have a baby for almost two years now but fertility was a problem and you both started to lose hope in finally bringing a little human into the world. But he would be so happy he’d hug you and just hold you against him until he was calm enough to whisper a faint ‘I love you so much.’ in your ear.
Jeonghan: Would be a giggly, blushy mess and would immediately run to the other boys to tell them the exciting news. Probably shouting about Dino having a little sibling soon which would confuse everyone until he could finally find the words to say you were pregnant.
Mingyu: Was having a really bad day and was looking forward to coming home and snuggling with you under a big warm blanket. Was very worried when you started to act a little strange. He tangled his hands in your hair and pressed kisses to your face.
“What’s on your mind beautiful?”
He would nudge your cheek with his nose, patiently waiting for a response.
“We’re having a baby.” You whispered with a shaky voice, unsure of his reaction. A smile suddenly appeared on his face as he pulled you closer and kissed your face then belly.
“I love you both very much.”
Wonwoo: A nervous wreck of emotions
“A b-baby. How exciting, I-I…Can I have a hug please? I really need one right now.”
Hoshi: *Cue the gif here*
Would grin to himself and already start to imagine what being a dad is going to be like. Is proud to say that he’s going to have a family with you. He would always just stare at your belly with the cutest little smile on his face, would be a little too scared to hug you though.
Minghao: “Will be the most talented beautiful baby in the entire universe.”
Supportive and overprotective. It’s cute but can be annoying because he won’t let anyone even think about touching you and he always cuts people off when they talk about how horrible being pregnant is so you didn’t get scared.
Woozi: He would cry because of nerves and happiness then go celebrate with his members about having a baby then would be glued to your side to make sure you’re both healthy and comfortable in every way possible. Always massages your back when you’re walking around and makes you random little snacks to make sure you eat plenty during the day.
Vernon: Would be confused when you told him he was going to be an Appa soon, not really getting the hint at first. When he finally got it he’d mentally smack himself for being so stupid and send an adoring smile your way.
Jun: Would be a little surprised but would also get emotional. He would probably stay emotional for the first few months of your pregnancy. (Especially when a little bump would appear. He would die.) Though he’s very emotional, he’s also very supportive and helpful.
Joshua: Wouldn’t know what to do with himself. You had been talking about starting a family for a year now and you’re pregnant! He’s beside himself and is already starting to read parenting magazines and trying to make sure you’re comfortable and happy.
Seungkwan: He would be happy but would suddenly start to get insecure about himself. Starts having doubts about his style of living and worries often if he’ll be a good dad. Tries to help you out but always gets upset because he doesn’t know how to help exactly.
Seokmin: Would hold you with the biggest grin you have ever seen. Tries not to cry but would explode because he’s so happy.
Dino: Would celebrate by dancing around the house like a goofball. Then would giggle and have to call his dad like immediately because he’s about to die from excitement. Would most likely call the group and cry because he’s emotional and just so proud of himself.
There you go! I hope I didn’t do too bad of a job. <3 REQUESTS ARE OPEN!!
A/N: So I have mixed feelings about how I wrote this but I hope you guys enjoy! I’m sorry I keep going inactive as well. Hope the anon who requested this is satisfied with the result! I hope all of you enjoy and feel free to request anything you’d like, anonymously or not!
Warnings: Swearing, Mentions of Drug Use, Some Angst
Words with quotes and italics like ‘this’ are either thoughts, or text messages.
A * symbol means that a flashback is occurring.
It has been two weeks since everything had happened. One conversation did so much damage to you and your twin’s bond, and it hurt you a lot.
You snuck into the drive-in, and walked into the shack you called a home. Immediately dropping your bag, you turned around as you heard someone move.
Jughead stood there, “Where the hell were you and why didn’t you let me know you’d be out?” he asked demandingly. You lowered your gaze, “Well, my loving twin. I’m sure you were a bit concerned-””A bit? That’s an understatement.” he muttered.
He got a sigh as a response, “I was with Jason..” you muttered quietly, giving him an apologetic look. Jughead just shook his head disapprovingly, “Stop meeting him, I’ve asked you this before. Please. I don’t want you hurt (Y/N)” he whispered sharply.
Despite knowing that you shouldn’t push him, you decided you had to. Eyebrows furrowing, you spoke up, “I can make my own choices. Juggie I’m happy with Jason, he even invited me to move in and I said yes-””You what!?” he interrupted loudly.
You flinched at how loud his voice got, he never shouted at you. The raven-haired teen took a step closer to you, “You are not moving in with them! Please…” he whispered at the last part sadly, furiously wiping at his reddening face.
Tears came to your eyes, “I already said I was, I have to. Jason needs me there and- I just””I need you here!” he interrupted, removing his hat and throwing it at the wall with as much force he could muster.
Jughead turned to you and you hardly recognized him. It was like all of his anger, frustration, and sadness had just taken over him, controlling every word he spoke.
You felt tears begin to fall, “You have to let me go. You don’t understand-””I think I understand just fine! You got sick of having me around- and now that you have a better option with someone you pick them! You don’t care, but I guess it’s just in the family, huh?” he muttered with a cruel, sad smirk.
Shaking your head, you spoke again, “Don’t go there, dad didn’t kick us out- we- we chose to-””I don’t see him caring, he didn’t stop us! You’re just like him, you’re selfish! You will willingly abandon me and make up excuses about it all! I’m trying to protect you-””I don’t want you to protect me!” you shouted.
Everything stopped moving, you knew that Jughead didn’t mean what he had been saying about your dad. He knew that it was his own choice. The thing that bothered you was how he talked about you as if he hated you.
He glared at you through teary eyes and pointed to the door, “Get out.” he muttered, and you listened. You stepped outside, shivering as you walked back to the Blossom family’s house.
Jason had immediately taken in your red eyes that night and sat with you in his room while you cried. He held you close to him and only whispered out apologies.
All Jason felt was guilt, he tore you from your twin brother, he ruined that. He watched you for the next two weeks carefully, and no matter how hard he tried he couldn’t get you to open up about what had happened again.
Despite you trying to hide the drugs from him, and convince him not to, Jason began smoking again from all of the stress and guilt. He would wince every time he saw Jughead and you avoiding each other at school.
Some days you would attempt to speak to Jughead and he would walk away, sometimes it was the other way around. It hurt you both, and Jason didn’t miss the hateful glares Jughead would send him.
One day he heard you sobbing in his bathroom, occasionally hearing Jughead’s name being muttered. He ran to Sweetwater river and spent his entire day sobbing, cursing himself for ruining a relationship because of his own selfishness.
It took two weeks for him to form a plan, that he hoped would fix everything. He left a note in Jughead’s locker, pretending to be (Y/N) and practically begging him to meet her by Sweetwater river after class.
He called (Y/N) asking her to come later on as well, and as he sat by the river, he silently hoped to see Jughead arrive. Luckily he did, although when he saw Jason, he swiftly turned and began walking away.
Jason ran desperately after Jughead, grabbing his shoulder and turning him around to face him. Panting, he began to speak, “Please- You can’t go, I’m- I’m so so- so sorry, just listen to me..” he stuttered, giving Jughead a pleading look.
Jughead frowned, “What do you want?” he whispered, staring right into Jason’s eyes. Jason quickly began speaking, “I asked her to- to come live with me- I begged her to. I love your sister and I desperately wanted her there with- with me. I didn’t know that I would be hurting anyone I didn’t know- about how you were living…” he mumbled out desperately, having so much to say but feeling like he had only seconds to say it.
Jughead, despite the hate he thought he held towards the Blossom, put an unsure hand on his shoulder, “You can hate me all you want- I can handle you hating me.. But please talk to (Y/N)… She- she is so upset about everything and I can’t stand seeing her upset and knowing it was my- my fault…” Jason continued speaking rapidly.
Jughead quickly shook his head as he registered everything that Jason was saying to him, and guilt flooded him. He had made his sister cry, and he had expressed such hate towards Jason. Now as he looked at Jason he realized that he was so wrong in everything he said.
Jughead stared at Jason for a moment before a voice interrupted them, “I really hope i’m not interrupting something..” you muttered, wincing when both Jason and Jughead looked at you. Jughead immediately went over to you and hugged you, shoving his face into your shoulder.
Jason smiled at you weakly, almost encouraging you to respond to Jughead, which you did. There was a moment of silence as you both hugged each other tightly, muttering apologies to each other.
As you separated, Jughead immediately spoke, “I didn’t mean- what I said that night. None of it was true- I love you, (Y/N). I want you to stay with Jason” he mumbled, smiling at you like he always did.
You laughed, “I love you guys so much… you don’t even know” you exclaimed, hugging Jughead and dragging Jason into the hug as well, the three of you smiling, relieved that everything had been resolved.
After a moment you spoke up, “Now that all of this shit is resolved, let’s all get food, on Jason?” you joked, causing the two boys with you to laugh. Jughead shook his head, “You really are my twin, huh?” he mumbled.
You shoved his shoulder, grabbing Jason’s hand, “Yes I am and you better be proud you little shit!” you exclaimed, running ahead , only turning around to shout a loud ‘hurry up’ at the two boys who then began running.
That day was one of the most relieving, everyone got along, and had food at Pop’s, who was a little bit confused at the odd group. The three shared laughs and stories from their childhoods, and all of the conflict was quickly forgotten, and put behind them.
Even though you say Dark is excited to see Walter back, I couldn't help but imagine him walking into Ego Inc. one day, seeing Walter and Wilford together doing Official Warfstache Hijinks™ and just walking right back out, only to fall to his knees and start screaming and sobbing and pounding the ground with his fist because "why gOD WHY??!! THERE'S TWO OF HIM NOW I CAN'T LIVE LIKE THIS" poor Darki :P
I’m sure that was the initial reaction right before he decides to be his usual manipulative self.
So I’ve been sharing headcanons with @uushibaka who came up with the brilliant idea of a preschool AU!
So imagine Oikawa, Iwaizumi, Matsukawa, and Hanamaki running a little daycare together. We didn’t go into detail about the little tykes there except for Kageyama, Hinata, and Yachi. But I could also imagine Tsukishima, Yamaguchi, Kunimi, Kindaichi, perhaps Yahaba, and Kyoutani too.
So here is a list of idea that would happen:
-So first of all, Kageyama instantly takes to Oikawa. Follows him around like a little duckling and Oikawa isn’t sure what to make of it at first, but he gets pretty taken with Kageyama too and so Oikawa is usually seen with Kageyama on one arm and whoever on the other.
-Kageyama has problems with sharing Oikawa, especially with Iwaizumi who Oikawa is married to–and yes he takes Iwaizumi’s surname, but for the sake of this post I’m using their typical names–and goes through a pretty bad “mine” phase. If Iwaizumi tries to lean and give Oikawa a quick kiss, Kageyama will put himself in the way somehow to deny him. Wrapping his arms around Oikawa and give Iwaizumi little glares, giving Oikawa cheek kisses of his own. Iwaizumi just huffs a laugh every time and Oikawa is just tickled to death by it.
-We haven’t established ages, but sort of figured the kids have been coming to the daycare since babies. So at one point, when slightly older Kageyama is capable of somewhat understanding the concept of marriage, he tells Oikawa very seriously that he’s going to marry him. Iwaizumi, not thinking about it, tells Kageyama he can’t marry his husband, not realizing it could hurt Kageyama’s feelings, which it does–he doesn’t cry, just gets very pouty and goes and sits in a corner most of the day. (Iwaizumi really feels bad because he should have just let Kageyama keep that dream.) But never fear! Hinata is here! He and his little sister Natsu are new to the daycare and this little ball of sunshine is not afraid to go up to this grouchy looking boy and start asking him lots of questions. (Also should mention that Kageyama had a lot of problems getting along with the kids, even though Oikawa tried to get him included in everything. He would always just come back to play with his favorite teacher because he liked him better.)
-Hinata and Kageyama, after a few bumps–literally giving each other bumps–start to get along pretty well. Enough that one day Kageyama comes up to Oikawa and tell him, “I’m sorry Oikawa-sensei, I can’t marry you anymore. I’m going to marry Hinata and he’s going to be my wife instead.” Cue Oikawa tearing up because that’s too damn cute. Also cue Oikawa /sobbing/ when they have a pretend wedding for the two because this is just too much cuteness.
-Me and uushibaka hc Oikawa as an ugly crier and yes, that is relevant to mention.
-Imagine it being Oikawa’s birthday and he’s a little sad because nobody–not even his husband–has said anything or even wishes him a happy birthday, so he just pouts a little (also questions why Iwaizumi is so slow this morning, especially when he makes them late for work with doing things like getting coffee and all of this stuff they don’t usually do) and when they arrive at the daycare, the lights are all off when they walk in, only for them to come on quickly with all of his kids and coworkers shouting a big “surprise, happy birthday!” at him. The kids have little streamers to pop at him and Iwaizumi’s picked out a cake without Oikawa knowing and he just /cries/ because this is so sweet and almost too much.
-Consider beefy Iwaizumi who can hold several kids off of his biceps and on his shoulders, swinging them around carefully and just being this big, strong jungle gym. MatsuHana teasing him because all the mom’s swoon over him and Oikawa gets a little pouty until his husband reassures him with lots of kisses and telling him, “you’re the only idiot for me” Oikawa smiling: “not romantic at all, Iwa-chan”
-Kageyama asking Oikawa to come lay down with him and the two Hinata’s during nap time because the oldest gets nightmares sometimes and they think Oikawa being there will help. He only means to lay down there until they fall asleep and ends up falling asleep himself. Iwaizumi takes lots of pictures because it’s so cute. Especially when every kid snuggles up with him.
-All of their fridges are covered in finger paintings and macaroni art, they keep all of the things their kids make for them.
-Oikawa and Matsukawa (since they have the longest hair) sitting on the floor and letting Yachi put in little bows and those little hair ties with the plastic balls in their hair. Neither of them take it out, even when their husbands tease them for it, because they want Yachi to know she did a great job. They wear it all day so they don’t hurt her feelings.
-Seijoh 4 arguing over diaper duty. Kageyama purposely peeing on anyone who isn’t Oikawa, who laughs like crazy when he does it. Kageyama giggles along and Iwaizumi shouts at Oikawa, “Don’t encourage him!!!”
-Oikawa and Iwaizumi are designated boo boo “doctors”. Iwaizumi gets them to stop crying by convincing them how big and strong they are and Oikawa kisses them all better after bandaging them up.
This is really long so I’ll stop here, but I might add more later. Just know that we are both pretty gone to this AU. :’)
This was originally supposed to be for Edwin week, but since I’m so late, I guess it’ll be on its own. (The prompt is “Letter”) Thank you so much to my fellow papi lover @capthawkeye for helping beta and edit this with me !!! (Especially with adding to the kiss scene) :D Also, credit goes to @fullmetallizard for one of the names in here, since I couldn’t seem to come up with one.
(SORRY FOR THE ANGST)
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She found him on the couch with his head in his hands. His new jacket was draped over the armrest and a hastily ripped envelope lay at his side.
“Ed?” Winry asked. “What’s wrong?” He only shook his head, burying it deeper into his arms.
“You know you’re going to have to tell me eventually. Am I just going to have to read this myself?” Winry reached out to snatch the envelope before her arm was seized midair in his grasp.
A/N: An anon request for Spencer and the reader both work for the FBI, but in different departments. They can’t stand each other. Unfortunately, they have to work together on a case, and well…one thing leads to another.
“We’ll be working with Y/N Y/L/N of the Domestic Trafficking Task Force,” Hotch said.
Spencer felt his skin crawl. Y/N was abrasive, rude, had no sense of personal boundaries and was basically his complete opposite. She was intelligent (he couldn’t deny that) and gorgeous (he hated the fact that he noticed that despite everything else about her he couldn’t stand), but in his eyes those were her only positives. Ever the professional, he always did his best to work with her, but it got more and more difficult each time. What was worse was the fact that the rest of the team fawned over her; they were always looking for an excuse to work with her.
Just as he imagined her storming down the hallway toward them, she made her presence known. “Hello all,” she said, patting JJ on the shoulder as she walked in. “I wish we were seeing each other under better circumstances, but I need your help.”
“Whatever we can do,” Morgan said. The internal eye roll was strong in Spencer. As he was saying - everyone loved Y/N no matter how hard and rude she tended to be. Today, she hadn’t been rude the second she walked in the door; that was something.
Y/N glanced around the room, noticing everyone’s expressions, saddened, but eager to help in any way they could, except Spencer of course. He’d always had an issue with her and she had no idea why, which sucked because he seemed like a catch in every other way. With everyone else, he seemed sweet; he was the BAU’s youngest agent with a baby face and a heart of gold…apparently. She’d never seen it before, so she’d believe it whenever she was graced with his decent personality. “For the past three years, I’ve been trying to infiltrate a national human trafficking ring that we believe has its headquarters just outside the city. Last year, I sent two agents, one veteran, and one newbie undercover. They both missed their last check-in. Very unlike them. I’m afraid something’s happened to them.”
“Why was the new agent sent undercover on such a long-running case?” Spencer blurted out. He hadn’t meant to say it out loud, it had just been running through his head, but his mouth was moving faster than his brain.
Y/N glared at him from across the room. “Agent Samantha Wilcox was desperate for a chance to prove herself; considering that we’d determined that most of the victims were young college students, I figured she would be perfect for blending in, and she’s never given me a reason to doubt her abilities, so I gave her a chance. And before you say anything, my veteran agent is gone as well, so I don’t believe her being green in Academy terms has anything to do with the fact that I haven’t had any contact with her.”
This time he managed to bite his tongue even though he wanted to say something. “We’re here to help in any way we can,” Hotch replied, noticing the tension between the two agents. “Let’s get our agents back.”
Nearly 28 hours passed before the BAU managed to make a connection between the two missing agents and the trafficking ring; their covers had been blown. “How would their covers have been blown?” Spencer asked as he searched through Samantha Wilcox’s “dorm” room.
“Samantha isn’t stupid, but if she truly believes and trusts someone, she might have accidentally let her guard down in a way that she assumed meant nothing,” Y/N said. Her heart was beating faster and faster. “God, if I can’t get them back.” Her voice started to break, the tears falling from her eyes as she collapsed down onto Samantha’s bed. What the hell would she tell their parents? Agent Turner, the veteran, had parents in law enforcement as well; they’d be heartbroken, but they’d expect it. No parent expected a new agent like Samantha to die so young; her parents were schoolteachers; if something happened to her…”Oh god, I shouldn’t have sent her in there.”
Spencer was taken aback by the show of emotion from Agent Y/L/N. “We’ll find them,” he said softly, continuing to search around the room for clues that might lead to where the two agents had been taken - hopefully, the ring’s headquarters.
From her cupped hands, she lifted up her head and stared at Spencer through tears. “You’re being nice to me,” she said, surprised. Maybe he was a nice guy.
“I’m always nice -”
“Bullshit,” she interjected. “You’re professional, most of the time. You’re never nice to me.” She stood up and wiped the tears from her eyes as she attempted to get back to searching for clues. “For some reason, you fucking hate my guts. You being nice to me feels weird.”
“I don’t hate you. I barely know you,” he replied. “You annoy me.”
She spun around on her heels and exclaimed. “I annoy you? Why? What the hell have I ever done to you?”
“You have no sense of personal space and you’re a robot. That’s why the emotion threw my off. I didn’t realize you had any.” He was tired of keeping it in. They were alone, so he spoke his mind.
The shuffling of papers was the soundtrack to the lull in their conversation. “I tend to pat people on the arm or the shoulder. I probably should’ve kept that to myself with you; you don’t know me well and I know how you feel about touch. As for being a robot, well, sometimes you had to compartmentalize in order to do your job effectively. I’m sorry if that makes it seem like I’m a robot, but that’s how I manage to continue doing my job.” She found nothing in the stack of papers and angrily let them fall to the floor, heated tears spilling into her hands; she was exhausted, frustrated and apparently, she was a robot. “So go fuck yourself.”
Spencer grimaced at his own assumptions before turning around to see Y/N sobbing at the thought of losing two of her agents, because she’d trusted in their abilities (possibly a little too much). He wasn’t one to keep in his emotions; he let them out, and sometimes they influenced his work; Y/N just handled things differently, and he’d made assumptions based on her work personality that weren’t necessarily true.
Closing the space between them, he wrapped his arms around her hesitantly. He still wasn’t great with touch, but he’d been getting better with it over the years, and he’d caused her to break down, so he figured it was only fair he try and comfort her. “I’m sorry,” he whispered. “I handle my emotions differently than you. I shouldn’t have assumed something about you based on the limited knowledge I have of you.”
“Oh my god,” she laughed, her tears spilling onto his shoulder. “You’re hugging me and you said two nice things to me today. I think the world might be ending.”
Spencer huffed as she sat back down on Samantha’s bed and took a deep breath. She rubbed her clenched fists into her eyes and tried to wipe away impending sleep, but she’d been awake for nearly 30 hours and she was emotionally drained. “You need some sleep,” he whispered. “You’re no good to your agents if you’re a walking zombie.”
“I can’t go to sleep while they’re out there undergoing only god knows what,” she replied, shaking her head and standing up again, nearly teetering over from lack of balance. “Okay, maybe you’re right. A couple hours.”
Spencer placed his hand on the small of her back and coaxing her down the stairs. “I’ll drive you home, and I’ll text my team on the way to tell them what’s happening.”
S: Y/N is exhausted. I’m driving her home. Keep me updated on any progress and I’ll let her know.
H: You finally got her to rest? She’d been awake for 30 hours and barely got any sleep for two days prior. Make sure she rests for a few hours. We’ve got everything covered.
“I let them know. They’ll keep me updated.”
Y/N nodded her head as she sat in the passenger side of the government car. Spencer got into the driver’s seat and began the hour-long drive back to the city and her apartment. It was barely five seconds into their trip that he heard her light snoring.
“We’re back,” he said, unbuckling his seatbelt and opening the door for her. Even after an hour long nap, she felt better. A little rest would have her at her best.
“Thank you for driving me, Spencer.”
“It’s no problem. And I was wrong, you’re not a robot.”
She chuckled under her breath as they stepped into the elevator and made their way upstairs to her apartment. “Thanks, and I’ll try not to be such a bitch.”
“Then I’d say we’re even.”
Fumbling with the keys in her bag, she finally got the door open and walked inside. Spencer immediately walked into her kitchen and grabbed a glass of water and a piece of fruit before handing them to her. “We’ve been together for over 30 hours, and you’ve barely had anything to eat or drink in that time.”
Reluctantly, she took the banana and glass of water, downing them both in less than five minutes. He grabbed the peel and glass, disposing of them in the trash and sink. “We’re going to find them.”
As if on cue, he received a text from Hotch.
H: We have a lead.
The coordinates were in the middle of her apartment and where the rest of the BAU was now. “We have a lead.”
After another hour, everything was over. Agents Turner and Wilcox were both badly bruised, but they seemed to be okay otherwise. Turner and Wilcox and narrowed down the possible headquarters to one of two places, and Wilcox had confided in a fellow classmate who she’d befriended - it turned out said classmate was a leader in the ring, despite her young age.
“You are so stubborn!” Spencer grumbled, following her around in an attempt to bring her back home. “Everyone is under arrest. You have seen your agents off; both are in stable condition. Let me take you home again. You need rest.”
“You’re annoying…” She shuffled toward Spencer and gave Hotch a wave, pointing at Spencer and then at the car. Hotch gave her a thumbs up; everything was in good hands now.
A day and a half without more than an hour’s rest was ridiculous. She’d done this in college all the time. How did she ever manage?
“Weren’t we just here?” She laughed, looking at her front door again.
“It seems like just hours ago, and yet years ago.”
As they walked into the apartment, Y/N felt the tension release from her body. The pressure was off; she was so tired, but it was all over. She found herself crying again, and once more, Spencer held her as she did. Maybe Y/N wasn’t so bad after all. After her crying fit she lifted her head up and pressed her lips to his. “Sorry,” she said, shaking her head and turning away. “I’ve been overly emotional and now that the pressure is off, I’m just-”
“It’s okay,” Spencer replied. “It makes sense. A lot of people seek out sexual comfort after a traumatic experience. Although I do find it surprising that you’d kiss me.”
“Just because I assumed you hated me doesn’t mean I didn’t and don’t still find you attractive.” She was so tired. In reality, she should probably just go to sleep, but she was considering kissing him again; maybe she could fall asleep in a little while and not be alone.
Before she could make the decision to kiss him again, he grabbed her by the wrist and pulled her close. “How can someone be so annoying and attractive?”
“Just shut up,” she huffed. As they stumbled back to her room, she shrugged her jacket off and let it fall to the floor before hurriedly reaching back to pull Spencer’s shirt out. He quickly buttoned himself and threw it and his blazer in a pile alongside her clothing.
While she made quick work of her belt and and his own, he buried his face in between her breasts, licking and sucking at her soft skin while he traced the sides of her curves his the pads of his thumbs. “Did you ever think that maybe we didn’t like each other because we had backed up sexual tension?” He laughed.
“I’d like to think we are above that,” she replied, her lips tracing his jugular vein and making their way down the sensitive skin of his collarbone.
Spencer placed his hand on the doorknob to her bedroom and pushed it open, guiding them into the bedroom and flopping down onto the bed hastily. “I have a feeling we’re not above that.”
“What did I say,” she laughed. “Shut up and kiss me.”
“I think we’re going to be doing a lot more than kissing.”
“Do you always talk this much?”
“I have a tendency to.”
Reaching down, she peeled off her jeans and motioned for him to do the same. He did as he was beckoned and then positioned himself in between her legs, kissing down her body before tasting the sweetness that had formed against the delicate lace she wore. “You were meant to be sleeping,” he laughed against her thighs.
“You’re the one who grabbed my wrist and kissed me,” she replied, gasping as his tongue swiped against her sensitive clit.
“Because you kissed me first.” He made his way up her body as they both continued to laugh.
The more she thought about it, the more she believed he was probably right; they’d been so horrible to each other because they both sucked with relationships. “And now here we are.” Spencer placed himself at her entrance and slid in smoothly, grabbing her hands and placing them both above her head as he began with short, shallow thrusts. “Oh fuck.” When he let go of her hands, they instantly flew back to his ass; with each thrust, she squeezed him, asking through touch that he get closer. His mouth dropped open at the feeling of her heat, keeping his pace consistent as she scraped her teeth up his chest and neck before slipping her tongue into his mouth. “Fuck me, Spencer.”
As she bit down on his earlobe, he grabbed her hands again and held them both above her head with one of his hands. The other reached underneath her curves to pull her closer by the small of her back as he thrusted into her over and over again until she was a writhing, shaking mess. “Oh hell, Spencer.”
He fell to the sheets at her side and attempted to catch his breath. “So it only took us two years of working together and hating each other to admit that we don’t actually hate each other?” Spencer asked.
Y/N bit her lip and turned to face him, raking her fingernails lightly down his chest. “I guess so,” she laughed. “But let’s keep pretending we hate each other at work.”
“That’s probably for the best,” he said. “At least for right now. I don’t want the rest of the team thinking I was full of shit.”
That would be something to explain to the Bureau; the two agents that hated each other wound up in bed together. Typical.
You were in a relationship with nobody else than BTS’ Park Jimin. Sounds amazing, right? Well, not if your relationship has to be kept a secret from the rest of the world becaue your boyfriend was an idol loved by many fangirls. Will your relationship with Jimin last long? Or will it crumble down just like dead leaves in the fall season?
Being a college student was hard. You had classes to
attend, readings to do that were god
knows how many pages long and assignments were thrown at you like brick
stones. Ever since you became a college student, the word resting did not exist in your dictionary.
After working a mere two hours on your World History
essay, your eyes burned from staring too long at the bright screen of your
laptop, so you decided to call it for a day and closed the notebook. After
stretching out your stiff limbs, you walked, or actually shuffled, to the
kitchen to get some food. You didn’t do any grocery shopping yet, so you
desperately prayed to god that you had something edible in house, otherwise
it’d be another day of starving mercilessly.