~jennifer blake

Time To Fess Up

Originally posted by sherrykinss

Request: for the anon who asked for a “Reid x reader where they are both in the BAU and are in love with each other but haven’t confessed. Reader thinks Reid is in love with Maeve (or someone else, totally up to you) so starts to distance herself and then Spencer confronts her and they both give this romantic, fluffy confession.”

A/N: Ok wow. This one has been sitting in the inbox for quite awhile and I feel bad about that. Finals really burnt me out and then I feel into the worse writing slump that I’ve ever had, but I’m happy to have finished this one and hopefully the slump might be ending! Anyways, this one is probably a smidgen more angsty than I intended for it to be, but it’s cute and fluffy at the end I promise! I hope you enjoy!

Warnings: honestly other than some angst and maybe one curse word, there’s nothing to warn you about

Word Count: 2.5k

Rating: PG


“No! It has nothing to do with that,” Spencer laughed, resting the phone between his shoulder and head, trying to do his paperwork while continuing his conversation. You sighed in frustration and stirred more coffee into your coffee.  You’d joined the BAU team almost two years ago and had immediately clicked with all of the team members, particularly Spencer. Friendship had led to inevitable feelings for you, but there was one problem. You’d fallen into the friend-zone. This was breaking your heart. (Not Spencer being happy of course, that was the only good thing that had come out of all of this situation.) It was the cause of that happiness that was the source of your loathing. Maeve. Spencer had confided in you about her months ago, when you’d noticed him disappearing four hours a few times a week. You know what, it was fine when she was some disembodied voice on a telephone, but when she became a real person who the team had worked their asses off to bring back from an abduction alive it was your worst nightmare. That was when you’d realized he was in love with her. 

“(Y/N)!”, JJ said waving a hand in front of your face. You snapped out of the trance you hadn’t realized you’d fallen into and shook your head. 

“What’s up, Jayje?” you asked plastering a fake smile on your face. 

“Just bringing you more of those transfer forms that you were asking for,” she replied placing the stack of paperwork on your desk. “So, you’re really doing this huh?” she commented, leaning against her chair. 

“I’ll call you back,” Spencer said quickly hanging up the phone. 

“What’s going?” he asked leaning forward to gain you and JJ’s attention. 

“(Y/N)’s-”

“Late for meeting Morgan at the gym, so you’ll have to excuse me,” you said cutting her off as you stood up. “Not a word,” you muttered in her ear. “Have a nice day, JJ. Reid,” you replied curtly before making a b-line for the elevator. Spencer flinched at the short tone you had used with him and glanced at the stack of papers on your desk. 

“JJ, what was that about?” 

“(Y/N) asked me not to say,” she mumbled, smoothing out her skirt and collected the finished report from the last case that was sitting on your desk. 

“I’m not talking about this transfer or whatever it is you two are doing,” he said, crossing over to her, “I’m talking about why she has been giving me the cold shoulder.”

“Spence she’s not-”

“Please don’t lie to me,” he pleaded, “I just want to know what awful thing I did to make my best friend hate me.”

“Best friend or girl you are secretly in love with?” JJ asked before she could stop herself. “That’s not fair,” Spencer snapped, looking down. 

“Well, my question is still valid although you seem to have found someone who sparks your interest more these days”

“Maeve is just a friend. How many times do I have to say that?”

“A friend who you can’t go one day without talking to for at least an hour?”  

“I value her opinion.”

“There used to be someone else’s opinion you valued above everyone’s and she’s not going to be around much longer,” JJ hinted, subtly trying to clue him in without explicitly telling him. 

“JJ, what are you talking about?”

“Spence, I love you. You know I do, but this is something that you are going to have figure out for yourself or you are going to lose one of the best things that ever happened to you,” she replied, before walking back to her office leaving Spencer standing in the middle of the bullpen more confused than when the conversation started.


“Hey there Pretty Girl,” Morgan called as you strolled into the gym.

“Hey hot stuff, sorry I’m late. I had to discuss something with JJ and then change,” you explained, dropping your gym bag by the door. You’d swapped your usual work attire for a loose tank top, cropped yoga pants, and your Nikes. 

“Not a problem, I’ve got the whole afternoon open,” he replied, leaning against the wall. You laughed and stretched your arms over your head. Other than Spencer, you considered Morgan to be your best friend. “So you gonna tell me what this is really about?”

“Time for a little brush up on hand to hand. The last case was a little too close for comfort,” you lied. In reality, you were looking for an outlet to take out some aggression. 

“Uh huh,” Morgan muttered, clearly unconvinced. 

“Ready? Go,” you said lunging for him in an attempt to derail his train of thought. Derek knew you too well and simply side stepped. You turned on a dime and swung your leg toward his knees. He caught your foot in his hand and shoved you backward. You and Derek had been sparring together since you joined the team, and in that time you’d only beaten him once. In your current distracted state, you had no chance of winning. You steadied yourself and kicked again, this time swinging your leg up to strike his face. 

“So you asking for a transfer has nothing to do with Reid hanging around Maeve?” His question made you freeze up, foot stopping right next to his face, instead of following through. 

“What?” you demanded, still frozen. 

“Your ‘oh so secret transfer’, does it or does it not have something to do with Reid,” he asked, pushing your foot down to the ground. 

“How do you know about that?”

“Did you really think Penelope wouldn’t tell me?”

“I didn’t think she would see it until it was too late,” you grumbled, crossing your arms.

“How long has Hotch been sitting on that paperwork?”

“The first part, a week. I just turned in the rest of it earlier and I guarantee he’s going to hold it as long as he can or until I force him to file it. He’s not happy about this.”

“I don’t blame him. The team is losing a damn good agent and profiler,” Derek replied. 

“The team will be fine,” you insisted, grabbing your bag from where you’d dropped it, “Don’t try to talk me out of this, I’ve already made up my mind.”

“(Y/N), no one wants you to go but we want you to be happy,” he said walking over to you. “I’m just questioning whether or not this will make you happy.”

“I’m happy. It’s just time for a change,” you said slinging your bag over your shoulder. “I have to go.”

“In more ways than one it would seem,” Derek replied, tugging you into his arms, “if you do this, I’m gonna miss you, Pretty girl.”

“I’ll miss you too,” you told him sincerely squeezing his muscular form, “but there is no if. I’m doing this.” You strode out of the gym, shoulders only slumping slightly as you questioned your decision. You sprinted to your car and drove like mad to get home. You were desperate to shake that little seed of doubt that Derek had planted in your mind about your decision before it had time to take root. “Oreo,” you called to your kitty as you opened your apartment door, “I’m sorry I’m late. Are you hungry?” you spoke as you passed through the entry but froze. Spencer was sitting on your couch with your cat curled up in his lap, just purring away. A bowl of popcorn and two beers had been casually placed on your coffee table, while Doctor Who played in the background. “Um, Spence?” you muttered, mentally kicking yourself for giving him the spare key to your apartment. The sound of your voice finally caused him to look up from the book. 

“Oh (Y/N), hi,” he said closing the book and setting it on the back of the couch. 

“What are you doing?” you asked, dropping your gym bag and purse on the ground before heading to the kitchen to start dinner for yourself. 

“Well, I thought since we have the day off tomorrow, maybe we could do movie night?” he asked glancing over at you.

“Movie night?” you snorted, “We only do that when one of us is upset.” You shifted your weight from foot to foot as you filled a pan with water, and you could feel him staring at you. “I’m fine.”

“Clearly you’re not,” he insisted, getting up and walking to the kitchen much to Oreo’s chagrin. She pouted as she hopped up on the counter and sat by her food bowl. You shook your head at her before filling the bowl. “You’re upset about something, there’s talk of some kind of transfer, and on top of all that you’re avoiding me.”

“I am not,” you mumbled, setting the pot down on the cooktop, “I’m just working some stuff out.”

“That’s it?”

“That’s what?”

“C’mon (Y/N), I know you. You don’t do anything without getting other people’s opinions.”

“Spencer, you are the smartest person I know. So why don’t you use that big genius brain of yours, to put all that information together and figure out why I wouldn’t tell anyone,” you said turning to face him. He scrunched his eyebrows up together and you watched as the realization washed over his face.

“You’re leaving?”

“Probably,” you muttered, grabbing a box of spaghetti out of the pantry.

“Why? When? Where?” he asked, trying to deal with the new information. 

“Sex crimes,” you replied, breaking the spaghetti over the pot, “Remember Hotch leant me to them a month ago. Before I left, Agent Tyler told me if I ever was done with BAU there’d be a job open for me in his department and I’ve decided it’s time to move on.”

“But why? I don’t understand. You were happy until like a month ago,” he said, running a hand through his hair. 

“A lot can change in a month,” you mumbled, reaching over and smoothing a hand over Oreo’s fur.

“What?”

“Nothing.”

“Don’t do that,” Spencer groaned, snatching your hand, “Don’t shut me out when I’m just trying to understand-”

“Well, this is one thing you can understand,” you insisted. 

“Then explain it to me.”

“Not possible.”

“Why? You just said that I’m the smartest person you know.”

“Spencer, please. I am trying not to hurt you.”

“You’re already hurting me by shutting me out, so just say it!”

“I’m in love with you, damn it,” you shouted, tearing your hand away from him and wrapping both arms around yourself. Spencer froze and just stared at you. There was no way that those words had come out of your mouth, no way. Right?

“What did you say?” he asked hesitantly. 

“I’m in love with you,” you repeated still hugging yourself, “and watching you fall in love with someone else is slowly killing me. I can’t do it anymore. You wanted to know, so there it is laid out plain as day. I know it’s my own fault for falling in love with my best friend who could never possibly into me that way, but I did and now that’s something that I’m going to have to deal with. I’m-” you were trying to explain but were abruptly cut off when Spencer took your face in his hands and pressed your lips together. It was your turn to freeze be confused. You settled into the kiss after a few seconds and wrapped your arms around his neck. “I don’t understand,” you muttered as you both pulled away to get some air. 

“Well, I thought that would have cleared some things up,”  Spencer chuckled, pressing his lips against your forehead, “but I didn’t just come here to have movie night. I came here to tell you something that I should’ve told you a long time ago, and now that you’ve expressed a positive sentiment about me this will go much more smoothly for me.”

“What are you talking about?”

“Well, to put it plainly, a few of our coworkers knocked some sense into me in regards to feeling but JJ really hit the nail on the head. She made it obvious that I was being a coward. I was content to watch the girl that had dazzled me and ensnared my heart from the moment I met her go about her life and make connections with other people without ever stepping up and going after what I wanted. Her. I did a lot of thinking this afternoon, and I realized that she was right. I had sat by and watched you live life, date other people, have fun, while I sat on the sidelines content that if I couldn’t be with you the way I wanted to be that I could still be in your life. I could live with that, but what I can’t do is be without you in my life. You make me a better person, inspire me to do things I never would’ve dreamed of doing, listen to me when I ramble or blurt out facts, and so many other wonderful things. I’m in love with you (Y/N) (Y/L/N). I am whole heartedly and undeniably in love with you. So, here I am laying my heart out for you and hoping that, if you’ll have me, you’d be willing to hold onto that heart even though you’ve already had it for quite some time,” he replied, holding you close, smoothing a hand over your cheek and wiping away a tear that had fallen from you eye. You were speechless the confession was so beautiful. Without a second thought, you crashed your lips into his and tangled a hand in his hair. He responded immediately, arms tightening around your waist. “I’m hoping that’s a yes,” he chuckled as you parted again. 

“Well duh,” you giggled and tried to stop the happy tears from running down your face as you brushed the hair away from his face. “I’m sorry I’m crying, I’m just really happy.”

“Happy tears are good.”

“I thought you and Maeve were-”

“Ah yes, that. When it first started, I think she and I were both actually considering a relationship of the romantic variety but we both realized that we were trying to replace other people who we were actually in love with,” he explained. 

“Well, I- oh crap.”

“What’s wrong?”

“I guess I should call Hotch to see if I can cancel that transfer.”

“I think you’re safe.”

“Why’s that?”

“I think Hotch hasn’t actually filed the forms yet. Penelope was snooping through the files on his computer when she found the email.”

“Well, everythign seems to have worked itself out,” you chirped happily, “and seeing as you’re here, still want to do movie night?”

“Absolutely, but first. These are for you,” Spencer said producing a bouquet of flowers from the sleeve of his cardigan. 

“How did you do that?” you laughed, taking the flowers and setting them in the vase on the counter. 

“A magician never reveals his secrets.”

“How on earth did I get so lucky to have you in my life?”

“I ask myself that question every single day,” Spencer admitted and kissed you again. 

prompt #14, #15 (Derek Hale)

14.“I will love you unconditionally.” 15.“If you can love the wrong person that much, imagine how much you can love the right one.” Requested by @la-rosa-de-valaina23

Originally posted by berezneva-tw

“seriously Derek you’re girlfriend is the darach?” Stiles said dramatically flailing his arms and just being, well Stiles.

“she had us all fooled.” Derek said running his hand through his hair.

“uh actually I called it the entire time.” I said rolling my eyes.

Scott and Stiles chuckled a little bit. Jennifer Blake would be in here any minute to plead her case to Derek. Stiles, Scott, and I had caught her and rushed straight to Derek to warn him. It hurt me more because I was in love with Derek, but he only saw me as some little kid, as Scotts annyoing twin.

“she’s coming.” Scott said pulling me and Stiles into the corner of the room where we wouldn’t be seen.

We watched Jennifer Blake rush into Dereks loft. She ran over to him pulling him into her. I rolled my eyes thinking that should be me. I’m the only person who hasn’t betrayed him yet, still he glances right over me.

“Derek.” she started with tears in her eyes.

oh she is good.

“what’s wrong?” Derek said going over and cupping her cheek with his hand.

I guess Derek wasn’t that bad of an actor either.

“people are going to come and they’re going to tell you a lot of things about me.” She starts.

Jennifer stops looking around the room.

“they’re already here aren’t they.”

Stiles, Scott and I step out of the shadows.

“got that right psycho.” I said crossing my arms over my chest.

“where’s my dad?” Stiles asked with tears in his eyes.

“Derek do you believe them or me?” Jennifer asked looking into his eyes.

Derek reached a hand up to stroke her hair before grabbing the back of her neck roughly and throwing her into the wall. I couldn’t help but laugh a little bit. Jennifer got up transforming into the Darach. Scott and Derek wolfed out getting ready to face her but, she disappeared in a cloud of smoke before we could do anything.

“Stiles and I are going to go after her, y/n stay here with Derek in case she comes back.” Scott said ordering everyone around like he was some sort of alpha or something.

I rolled my eyes sitting on Derek’s bed in the loft. Scott and Stiles rushed out the door probably going to find the twins. Derek stood looking out the window not saying anything. It was an awkward silence.

“did you really call it the entire time?” Derek asked still not looking from the window.

“I knew something was off about her!” I said flailing my arms like Stiles now.

“are you sure that’s the reason?” Derek asked raising his eyebrows now looking at me.

“well uh yeah.”

Derek started to walk closer to me.

“you just lied to me.” Derek said now towering over me.

“I just didn’t like her.” I said shyly looking at my feet.

“why?” Derek asked grabbing my hands.

“because you did and because I like you but you only see me as some little kid.” I said finally looking up at him.

Derek dropped my hands and took a step back.

“y/n you don’t want to be with me, I’m not a good guy.” Derek said turning around so his back was facing me.

I made a bold move going over and wrapping my arms around him from behind. I laid my head on his back taking in his scent for a second.

“it doesn’t matter what you think, Derek I will love you unconditionally.”

Derek remained quiet so I continued.

“I know you just got hurt by Jennifer but if you can love the wrong person that much, imagine how much you can love the right one." 

Derek turned around in my arms and  put one hand in my hair and the other on my cheek.

"I never saw you as a little kid.” Derek said stroking my cheek with his thumb.

“than what?” I stuttered trying to control my racing heartbeat.

“I saw you as an innocent beautiful soul that I wasn’t about to ruin.” Derek admitted looking in my eyes lips dangerously close to mine.

“I want to be ruined.” I said pushing my lips on to his.

Derek kissed me back with passion and hunger, like it’s something he’s been wanting for a long time. I matched his hunger and passion because it’s something I’ve desperately wanted as well. Nothing could ruin this moment, not even if Jennifer Blake were to storm in here right now. I was finally getting everything i’d ever wanted.

prompt from: https://radwriting.tumblr.com/post/161065686187/teen-wolf-imagine-prompts

Requests are back open! I still have some to do but and getting caught up! Hope you enjoy!

There are two absolute truths I believe when it comes to Teen Wolf
  • 1: Derek Hale is a sexual abuse/rape survivor from Kate and Jennifer and deserved a better storyline
  • 2: Stiles Stilinski is bisexual af
who you should fight in criminal minds
  • aaron hotchner: he killed a man with his bare fucking hands. that should be reason enough to not fucking fight aaron hotchner.
  • emily prentiss: you could fight her and you’d probably lose, but life is already fighting her and winning so please don’t fight emily prentiss. give her a hug instead, maybe get her some coffee. don’t fight her.
  • jennifer jareau: she may look smol and non-threatening, but she will fucking beat the piss out of you in about 10 seconds flat. so don’t fight jennifer jareau, unless you enjoy being round-house kicked in the face.
  • derek morgan: do not fight derek morgan because he is derek morgan.
  • spencer reid: you could fight spencer reid and win, but why would you have any reason to fight spencer reid? because he beat you in a chess tournament? or keeps rambling about doctor who? why are you trying to fight that human lemur?
  • penelope garcia: you’d definitely win the fight, but fighting her would be like whaling on a kitten so you’re going to hell if you decide to fight penelope garcia. plus morgan would come and kill you. so don’t fight garcia.
  • alex blake: why are you still considering fighting fbi agents? don't fight alex blake? she could kill you? are you ok?
  • tara lewis: she hasn't been on the team long, but it's already apparent that you Should Not Fight Her.
  • jason gideon: he is a complete asshole and you should fight him. beat his ass. he’s dead but you can still kick the shit out of his corpse, please.
  • elle greenaway: don’t fight elle unless you have a death wish honestly why is this even under consideration.
  • kate callahan: she has 3 guns. don’t fight her.
  • david rossi: he may be up there in years, but he could still fucking beat your ass and nobody would feel bad for you. don't fight david rossi.

He taught me to embrace my differences and the things that make me special.

She taught me to never hide who you really are. 

He taught me you don’t have to be powerful to be strong and brave and that guilt doesn’t make you weak. 

She taught me it’s okay to fall in love even if people say otherwise but that you don’t need a relationship to be badass. 

He taught me you should always get to know people before judging them. 

He taught me popularity isn’t everything and you don’t get anything good from greed.

She taught me everyone has a dark side but you can defeat it if your heart is good.

She taught me its not bad to be honest and straight forward as long as you’re loving, caring and loyal.

He taught me anger doesn’t have to control you.

They taught me you should give people a second chance. 

They taught me you shouldn’t succumb to stereotypes. 

He taught me power doesn’t get you everything. 

He taught me your past doesn’t control your future. 

She taught me you can be independent at any age.

She taught me be confident.

He taught me more people may care about you than you think. 

He taught me good never comes from evil. 

She taught me revenge is never the best option.

He taught me people can change.

He taught me what you are doesn’t decide who you are.

He taught me you don’t have to have a child to be a dad. 

She taught me your family isn’t necessarily your blood. 

He taught me that even the most law abiding people have to break the rules sometimes. 

They taught me friendship is the best, most powerful weapon.

And people still tell me I should watch something more educational. 

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Jennifer Jareau: Who is most important to you? Why?

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