Requested: Yes. Anon: hey! I really love your blog and I was wondering if you could do a reid x reader where the reader has a wet dream about Spencer and she finally tells him about her dream after he asks her what’s wrong and it ends in smut?? thank you so much
Word Count: 3,589, Warnings: Swearing, NSFW, Oral Sex.
A/N: Oh my God okay so I went a little crazy on this one and it’s a full fledged long fic. I was writing this and I actually needed to take a break my palms were sweating because Reid is so fucking hot. Anyway, I hope you like it! Please let me know if you want a Part 2 ;)
- M xo
(Gif not mine, credit to owner)
Sprawled out on your bed, your naked form was being admired and touched by a handsome man. He glided his fingers up and down the sides of your thighs as he placed sensual kisses on your stomach. “God, you’re so beautiful.”, whispered Spencer.
Wait what? Spencer? Hold on. Did you just have a wet dream about your nerdy co-worker?
You woke up in your bed covered in sweat as you tried to calm down your flustered state as you panted heavily trying to vaguely recollect the memories of the dream you had just had. It wasn’t a bad dream, in fact, it was amazing. You squeezed your thighs together in hopes of some sort of relief, but all you could do was think about the dream, which made your state even worse.
You sat there in silence as you tried to comprehend what had just happened. You’d been working at the BAU for 4 years now and you had never thought of Spencer that way. Sure he was tall, had gorgeous chiselled cheekbones and never failed to amaze you with his intelligent brain. Oh, God. Here you were thinking inappropriately about your co-worker at 3 in the morning when you had to be in for work at 7. There was no way you were going to act normal in front of him after this strange yet intoxicating image of you and Spencer practically having sex ingrained in your brain. All you could do was try to get back to sleep and hope that the flush would be over in the morning.
Description: Yoongi gets a surprise when he thought he had the apartment all to himself.
Anonymous requested: Voyeurism with Yoongi was supposed to be a drabble but turned into this…
Warnings: Spanking, masturbation
A/N: I…. have no words to explain myself here… This is the first part to Yoongi’s birthday scenario so…. There will be a concluding part posted on his bday ^^ Do I dare tag @ellieljade because she coaxed me to post this tbh….
okay though like re: the ian post about amethyst’s character development: shouldn’t the fact that there are enough people pointing out that amethyst’s arc wasn’t given full closure, significantly enough people for you to thrust a fanmade analysis at them to defend the canon, prove in and of itself that her arc wasn’t given a solid, strong resolution in-universe
Summary- harry refuses to accept the reader as his soulmate due to their different social sides
Pairing- harry hook x reader
“Ah yes! Your soulmate is right in here, Y/N!” Jane explained as you two stood in front of a classroom.
You began to fidget as you spoke, “I know you’re not supposed to, but Jane, please give me a hint!”
The girl looked to be fighting with herself as pursed her lips, she looked around the hall to make sure it was empty before leaning in to whisper, “He’s from the Isle,”
You jumped back with wide eyes, “What!? Jane, that has to be a mistake! I-I can’t be soulmates with someone from the Isle!”
“My soulmate is from the Isle too, Y/N. I didn’t think you’d be one to judge someone based on where they came from.” She frowned, looking down at the clipboard she always carried.
You instantly felt guilty.
You reached out and pulled her in for a hug, “I know, I’m sorry.” You mumbled.
Jane rubbed your back as she spoke, “I was nervous when I found Carlos was my soulmate too. It’ll be alright.”
The two of you pulled away with smiles. “Remember, Y/N, there are no mistakes. He’s your soulmate for a reason.”
You nodded at the girl before taking a deep breath and pushing open the door.
Sitting at a desk was the infamous Harry Hook.
“So, you’re the unfortunate soul stuck with me?” He smirked as he stood and looked you up and down.
You sheepishly nodded, subconsciously shrinking back as he walked towards you. “I’m Y/N, uh your soulmate,”
Harry shook his head and laughed, “I don’t want a soulmate so go along and find someone else - I don’t need this in my life right now.”
Now, as a fairie, you weren’t known to get mad, but right now you were absolutely furious. “What do you mean find someone else? That’s not how this works, Hook. I just had a mini breakdown outside when I found out you were from the Isle and now-”
“That’s it! I’m from the Isle! You just said it yourself, love.” He exclaimed, throwing his hands up in the air.
“B-But there are no mistakes, we’re soulmates for a reason a-nd i’m willing to make this work if you are.” You managed to stutter out which made him roll his eyes.
Harry reclaimed his seat and patted the desk next to him, wanting you to sit down. You quickly made your way to him and sat, being even more nervous than before.
He leaned in rather closely before speaking “Listen, we’re rivals. Not soulmates. We’re supposed to be at each other’s throats and not in the way I want to be.” He winked at the end and you already knew you were blushing.
“I-I don’t know what to say that, but like I said before, i’m willing to try and make this work.” You once again tried to reason with him.
Harry sighed and threw his head back, he was in that position for a minute before finally responding, “Fine, we’ll give this soulmate thing a shot.”
A grin formed on your face as you reached over and pecked his cheek which may have made him blush. You knew he’d deny it so you didn’t even bother mentioning it, but you saw the pink tint.
“Just to be clear, I’m not good with commitment, or soulmates or love in general,” He confessed, suddenly becoming shy.
You shrugged, “Neither am I. We’re both new to this so we’ll figure this out together.”
Harry nodded at your words before standing up, “Gotta tell my mates i’m finally off the market.” He winked at you before leaving the classroom.
You needed to talk to Jane as soon as possible. How did she do this was Carlos?
coco oil disaster reporting: I'm okay! thank you all for the care! my hair is still kinda funny from all washing but it looks okay now. I'd ask for RFA+3 react @ MC messing up her hair (dyeing/haircut), maybe put this in your queue? thank you loves!
I’m actually really glad to hear that your hair is doing better and tbh I was talking to myself (don’t judge) about my hair and started to wonder about yours the other day (wow that’s probably creepy im sorry) so I’m glad I finally got to your request ^^;; ~Admin 404
-He’s probably the one who helps you mess up your hair?
-MC! He dyes his hair! He can totally help you dye yours!
-HE WAS WRONG. HE WAS SO WRONG.
-THE COLOUR WAS NOTHING LIKE ON THE BOX. NOT AT ALL.
-Cries with you when you see the results
-”I DON’T KNOW WHAT WENT WRONG, MC! I’M SO SORRY!”
-He finds a beauty club on campus and joins, hoping it’ll help him figure out how to fix your hair
-You won’t let him near your hair anymore, at all. He has to pat your back when he’s consoling you for weeks afterwards because you’re very serious about not letting him touch
-Begs to go with you to the beauty parlor to watch them fix it though!
-Literally praises your hair 27 times a day once it’s actually the colour you wanted, because you look so good!!! He tries to tell you that you were beautiful before but the glare you give him makes him hold his tongue
-You considered messing with his hair the next time he did it
-But realized that would be tERRIBLE and you weren’t sure you could deal with the poor baby’s crying poor bby ;A;
-You were just… simply getting ready for a night out with your boyfriend
-You couldn’t just go out in some comfortable clothes, nnooo
-You decided you had to dress up- jewelry, makeup, hair, the works
-JUST WANTED TO BE MORE DAZZLING THAN USUAL
-So when you attempted to curl a piece of your hair and attempt to simultaneously talk to Zen, you thought ‘Hey, it’s easy, I can do this’
-You were wrong
-Did you know you could set the curling iron too high? No, of course you didn’t, because you didn’t read the instructions
-’Oh no,’ you thought, ‘I know how to curl my hair. I don’t need this. What’s it gonna say? Step one: curl your fucking hair?’
-YOU SHOULD HAVE READ THE DAMN INSTRUCTIONS
-Because that curl? Completely burnt off
-You now have a missing chunk of hair and the house smells like burning hair and no amount of candles can cover it
-Trust me, Zen tried. After over-reacting and practically dropping to the floor, mourning the lost chunk of hair
-Who’s more upset, you or Zen?
-You’re crying, he’s crying, everyone is crying up in this house
-He tries his best to try and help you hide it
-Luckily for you, it’s in a spot that it can be easily blended in until you decide what to do to fix it
-So he helps to style your hair in a different way until then!
-Always coming home with adorable hair accessories to mix up your hairstyle!
-And when you’re upset, he’s always there for hours at a time telling you how amazing and beautiful he thinks you are, and refuses to stop his speech until he knows you’ve forgotten all about your hair disaster (at least for the moment)
- seriously has to buy like 20 more candles to help the burnt smell in the house
-You just wanted to do a nice, relaxing, hair mask while you took a hot bath
-Did you buy a premade one at the store? No no of course not
-Your Pintrest loving ass had to make a homemade one
-That dESTROYED YOUR HAIR
-YOU COULDN’T RINSE IT OUT??? IT WAS PRACTICALLY LIKE AN OIL SPILL??
-YOU EVEN WRAPPED YOUR HEAD IN PAPER TOWELS AND IT STILL DIDN’T COME OUT OF YOUR HAIR
-Hours upon hours you’ve spent washing your hair and you just. Couldn’t. Get. It. Out.
-So when Jaehee came home and heard the water running she was obviously concerned because??? You texted her like a million hours ago that you were going to take a bath
-Did something happen to you??? Were you hurt??? OR WORSE???
-*Judo kicks down the door*
-Sees you just sitting in the bathtub, running water over your head, quietly sobbing
-*Mother Jaehee instincts kicking in*
-You explain what happened and she just laughs at you??? Like stOP LAUGHING MY HAIR’S A MESS
-She spends the rest of the night helping you strip your hair of the terrible mask you attempted, doesn’t stop until she knows your hair is gonna be okay
- that and she doesnt want that gross oil feeling all up on the pillows mc, keep it away from her at all costs
-”Why in the world did you attempt to cut your bangs yourself?? I have a hairdresser. Why didn’t you just make an appointment”
-You sat in the middle of the bathroom floor in defeat, a large chunk missing from your bangs, where you’ve been sitting for hours, crying on and off
-He stares at your hair for a good while, without saying a word. He’s trying to assess the damage, not judging you, stop crying MC
- mc, he has money, JuJu can fix this for you
-Bang extensions? Bang extensions.
-At least until your actual bangs grow out and you can style them
-He always tells you how beautiful you look, no matter what
-If he could, he’d fix it himself, but he knows that he’d just make it worse so he let the professionals handle it
-But he is a little…mothering? Always hovering and running around both you and the hairdresser
-Loves showering you with compliments no matter what your hair looks like, but he hides all the scissors from you. No joke. You can’t do any crafts without someone having to get you scissors. They check up on you every now and then. juST LET ME CRAFT, JUMIN, PLEASE
-You once threatened to cut Elly’s fur if he didn’t stop hiding the scissors
-But all that did was make sure that you only got safety scissors and a designated scissor handler daMMIT JUMIN
-You wanted to go for just a little trim of your split ends!
-The love of your life just wanted to scare you a little bit without realizing you were a little busy!
-Cue the fact that you now have a chunk of hair missing. What was once flowing, long hair is now as short as Jaehee’s. Only in one spot. Just one.
-HE FELT SO BAD????
-He told you he loved it, you can just be unique with one spot shorter than the rest!
-”It’s a fashion statement, MC! It’s fabulous!”
- im gonna shove this fucking “fabulous” pair of scissors up your aSS SAEYOUNG WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU
-Runs away from you and your fury, scissors in hand.
-He comes back later, plopping one of his wigs on top of your head, kissing your cheek in apology
-Promises to get you an appointment with one of the best hairdressers! He’s gonna get this fixed!
- news flash, the hairdresser is him in disguise. He actually did a fantastic job at fixing your hair
-He’s so cute though! After he gives you an adorable (and flattering) new hairstyle, he can’t stop taking pictures of you??
-The group chat is spammed with candids of you and everyone else thinks it’s absolutely adorable! They all love your haircut too <3
-Okay but he’s the one who fucked up your hair
-How was he supposed to know just how much coconut oil was supposed to go in your hair? He’s never done it
-’The more oil, the more it’ll smell like coconut, right?’ is what he thought to himself
-Smh this asshole was just thinking of himself- he wanted to spoon you and just lose himself in a sweet coconut scent
-”Here, you said you wanted to try a hair mask thing, right? I researched and found that coconut oil helps… I got you some! Let’s go shower”
-Like hell yeah I’ll go shower with you Jihyun, who would turn that down??
-But now you regret it. You regret it and you wanna pour the rest of the bottle over his head
-Obviously he’s apologizing like crazy
-Sounds like he’s on the verge of tears and you can see the guilt splattered across his face
-YOU CAN’T STAY MAD AT THE POOR GUY. HE JUST WANTED TO DO SOMETHING NICE FOR THE BOTH OF YOU
-He’s calling everyone he knows, looking all over the internet, anything he can do to help your hair
-Even calling some famous hairdressers he’s met overseas
-*Lays napkin on your head* “Sit with this on MC, maybe it’ll soak some of it up”
-Like clockwork, he’s changing the napkins on your head
-Well he got what he wanted- your hair smells like coconut. So does your whole bathroom. And house. And everywhere you go. He can pick you out of a crowd by following the coconut smell
-Also does his own hair
-Refused to help you dye your own because??? He’s not taking responsibility if something goes wrong
-He should have knocked on wood because…. You fucked up. Real bad.
-YOU DIDN’T KNOW YOU HAD TO GRADUALLY LIGHTEN YOUR HAIR??? YOU THOUGHT YOU COULD JUST BLEACH IT OVER A FEW DAYS AND GET COOL COLOURED HAIR???
-You MCFucked up(™)
-He walked into the room as you stared in disbelief that your hair was dry, coarse, and just all around dead
-What did he do? Stared blankly, finger-gunned, and walked out of the room. whAT THE FUCK SAERAN GET BACK HERE AND CONSOLE ME
-He sat in the bathroom while you dyed it *insert whatever colour you want here* hoping maybe the dye would bring it a little life?
-It Did Not.
-He bought you a few different hair masks and damage repair shampoos hoping it would help, and help stop your crying
-You made him promise to help you with your hair the next time you decide to do it. He agreed because jesus christ MC why would you do this to yourself okay but??? This whole part vof the hc is literally what i did when i first bleached my hair ;A;
-Seriously though, he helped no matter what you wanted to do from then on. You wanted to retouch the colour? He’s helping. You wanna change the colour? Also helping. You want it to go back to a normal colour? HelPING.
-Literally always on the internet looking at different articles on how to help repair hair damage, how to keep it healthy, different products you could use, he is not gonna let you do that again because??? He loves your hair and actually felt terrible when you cried about it