hiii I have a request!! can u do one where the team rescues the reader who’s younger than Reid and bc the reader had been held captive for a few weeks they’re like too spooked to talk to anyone but Reid and he ends up finding out info from her to help the other girls the unsub took and shit and yea Reid like falls for the reader??? that’s so specific iM SORRY IM JUST EMO AF OK I LOVE U AND UR WORK OK BYE SJHSISHS
Warnings: violence (I love you too lol) not edited i’m sorry
“Hi Y/N, I’m Jenifer and this is Emily.” A blond haired woman said to me as they walked through the threshold of the door. I backed up to the pillows and covered my body in the thin cotton sheet. “It’s okay, We aren’t going to hurt you. We are here to help, we are with the FBI.” The black haired woman, Emily, told me. I just looked away from them as a tall handsome man come through the door. He waved over to them and whispered. He looked up at me and looked at the door as both of the women walked out of the door.
“Hi Y/N, I’m Spencer.” He said as he pulled a chair beside my bed. His warm, inviting eyes made me feel at ease. I relaxed into the pillows and stared at him. He coughed and swallowed, opening his mouth, “How are you feeling?” He asked timidly. I suddenly felt self-conscious worrying about how I looked with the bruises and cuts on my face. I bowed my head and allowed my hair to cover my face. I saw his hand slowly come up to my hair softly touching it and tucking it behind my ear. I flinched away from his touch and teared up remembering the events I’ve recently been through. “I’m sorry.” He apologized. “Can I get you anything?” He asked me leaning his elbows onto the bed. I coughed and pointed to the pitcher of water. “May I?” I asked, my voice scratchy and low. He gave me a toothy grin and stood getting the paper cup filling it up with the cool liquid. I gulped down the water and placed it on the try in front of me. “More?” He asked me sweetly, already pouring the water in my cup. “Y/N, I know this is a hard time for you but, we really need to know where the other girls are.” He said softly making me shiver. My body froze and my mine drifted to the pain I’ve been through. I shut my eyes tightly as I heard the heart monitor shoot up. “Y/N, it’s okay calm down.” Spencer said in attempt to calm me down. I fell back onto the bed and suddenly blacked out.
I woke up to the calm beats of the heart monitor. I opened my heavy eyes and looked around seeing the dark sky with beautiful stars. It had been a long time since I’ve seen the stars. I didn’t even know how long I was held captive. “You like the stars?” I heard a man say from behind me. I jumped and placed my hand over my heart looking back seeing the handsome man from earlier. “I didn’t mean to scare you.” He said sheepishly as he stuffed his hands into his pockets. I covered my body again not wanting to see the burns and cuts that lie on my skin. “You don’t have to do that you know.” He said coming closer to me, smiling down on me. “You were a victim, you lived through something no one else could possibly imagine, show off your scars. I think you still look beautiful.” He commented making me blush. I cleared my throat and looked into his beautiful eyes, “When, when I escaped where ever I was.” I said stopping to collect my thoughts. “It’s okay, take your time.” He said sitting in a chair again. I coughed again and continued. “Where ever it was, there was a lot of land. It was a farm. There were animals.” I said dropping my covers. Spencer placed his hand over mine softly giving me a small smile. “That’s good Y/N. Did you ever see the person who took you?” He asked. My spine straightened and chills ran over my body. “N-no, but I heard her.” I told him as his eyebrows raised. “She was mad when I got out. I thought I was going to die anyways. I thought I might as well try and do something.” I told him letting tears cascade down my face. “When she left I fought to get out of the zip ties she put around our hands. I even dislocated my shoulder so I could get my blindfold off. I just wanted out.” I said close to sobbing. I hugged myself around the waist when I felt Spencer sit beside me pulling me into his side. He ran his hand down my back and softly touched my hair pushing my head closer into his neck. “I’m sorry.” I said pulling away wiping my nose on the back of my hand. “It’s okay.” He said sympathetically.
The next day I was awoken by a warm hand on mine. I opened my eyes and saw Spencer smiling, “We found the other girls. it’s all because of you. You allowed us to narrow it down.” He said placing his hand on my cheek. “Good work.” He told me lightly rubbing his thumb over my prominent cheek bone, since I was now very thin. “How long was I ya know, gone.” I asked quietly. “Around two months.” He said sitting beside me on the bed. I nodded my head and tucked my hair behind my ears. “It’s all over now. You’re safe.” I nodded and took a deep breath falling back on the pillows again. Spencer leaned down and softly placed his lips on my forehead, allowing them to linger slightly. “Get some sleep, I’ll be back tomorrow.”
atomicpeacekryptonite asked: Hey! Could you write a PietroxReader one shot imagine were the reader just join to the Avengers and it’s from another country (Brazil? Maybe?) and Pietro have feeling for her? ( You know accent, curly hair and this things?). Thank you.
A/N: Thank you @atomicpeacekryptonite for requesting this!!! I’m so SO sorry it’s late, I had loads of homework to do and no wifi, Apologies!!! I hope you like it!!!
Sorry I didn’t edit it, so I hope it’s ok!!
PIETRO X READER
When a Russian
red-head assassin and a blonde blue eyed Captain America turned up at
your doorstep, you didn’t expect them to ask for your help.
They came to your
house in Brazil and wanted you to join the avengers initiative for
your mutant powers, you couldn’t exactly say no to the most powerful
people on the planet. You took your time to think about it, but you
didn’t really have much to loose as all your family was dead and you
didn’t really have any friends, so you joined within a few weeks.
Today was the day
you were going to meet the rest of the team, and you were a little
nervous, well…. A LOT nervous. Steve told you that everyone was
nice and there was nothing to worry about, but you couldn’t help but
feel scared of moving into a massive tower with some of the Earth’s
mightiest heroes. You turned up in New York for the first time with
Steve and Nat on the quinjet, who had become good friends quickly,
you had a lot in common with Nat as you could both speak Portuguese,
(your home language) Which put you at ease from the anxiousness.
“Você sabe que
há um cara na equipe que eu acho que você pode gostarom. (You know
there’s a guy on the team that I think you might like)” Nat said in
your mother tongue and winked at you, looking a your nervous face,
trying to take your mind off things. “Sim? (yeah?)” You shifted
your eyes up from your fumbling hands and to Nat. “Você
verá.(You’ll see)” She chuckled lowly. Maybe this wasn’t going to
be so bad after all…
another 20 minutes of flying, Nat stood up and began to pick up some
of your bags from the floor. “We’re
here.” She turned to you, “You ready?” Steve began to lower the
quinjet, you looked out the window to find a roof landing pad, with a
spectacular view of the city. You stopped looking out the window and
thought about what was about to happen. What if they didn’t like you?
What if you did something stupid and they kicked you out? What if you
weren’t as good as them? What if- “Y/N!” Don’t worry! You’ll be
fine! Now are you ready?” Steve looked at you with concerned eyes.
You shook out of your daydream and looked up at Steve who was
standing in front of you. You took a deep breath and stood up with
shaking knees, trying to stop your nerves. “I-I think so,” You
stuttered with your natural Brazilian accent. “Let’s get this over
“Hey! Nice to meet
you Y/N!” A man with dark hair and a small beard came up to you in
one of the many tower corridors. “I’m Tony, the good looking one,
oh, and Iron man. Welcome to the Avengers!” He cheerily shook your
hand and smiled. You returned the smile and shook his hand. “Y/N.
And it’s nice meet you too.” You said more confidently than you
felt while standing beside Steve and Nat. He seemed nice enough, and
you had a feeling that you would be good friends.
The three of them
guided you through the tower to where the rest of the team were: the
lounge area. As you walked towards the door, you took a deep breath
before following Nat inside the room, with Steve and Tony behind you.
You took a moment to scan the room and all the faces in it, all while
having a smile on your face to hide your nerves. The first one to
greet you was a female with long dark hair walked up to you with a
bubbly smile and dark red clothing. “Hello Y/N, I’m Wanda! It’s
really nice to meet you! I hope you like it in New York and welcome
to the avengers!” She spoke with an accent, it sounded Russian, but
you weren’t too sure. She then enveloped you in a warm hug which you
gladly returned and smiled, “Aww thank you! It’s nice to meet you
too Wanda! I haven’t really seen all of the city but it seems amazing
“Well maybe I
could show you around sometime.” A husky voice said behind Wanda
said in a similar accent to her own. Wanda rolled her eyes and
stepped to the side, allowing you to see the man who spoke to you.
“This is my brother Pietro.”
You looked at the
man before you with wide eyes. The first thing you noticed was the
way his crystal blues lit up when they met yours and how his perfect
platinum blonde hair messily fell across his head. His body was so
muscular you thought that your eyes were making up illusions in your
head, not to mention his beautiful face.
“Like what you
see, hm?” The man asked smugly, smirking at your blushing face. You
coughed awkwardly you looked back up to see his eyes again. “Well,
yes, actually.” You gave back an equally devious smirk. It was
weird how your personality changed so easily from shy to flirty
within seconds, especially when a extremely attractive man was
standing right in front of you. But you didn’t realise that he was
actually doing the same thing. Pietro loved your enchanting accent
and beautiful figure, and all the special little features you had. He
definitely knew that you were going to be worth slowing down for…