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The Ana Bible (published 1873)

Spencer and Y/n don’t exactly get along, but one night they finally get together and … resolve their differences.

A/n: I wrote this for my friend @ongoingcrisismsc​ for the Discord’s Secret Santa Fic Swap. I hope all of you enjoy! 

Category: Smut

Content Warning: Lots of petty arguments, oral sex, unprotected penetrative sex

Word Count: 9.7K

I never considered myself a romantic. Growing up I was objective and analytical, that much has never really changed. But something that did change was my thinking on the matter; coming to the conclusion that everyone is a romantic in one way or another. Not necessarily a romantic for relationships, but we all romanticize our future in our heads. We all imagine the life we want in a cookie-cutter mold. Not everyone has the same cutter, no one has the same perfect future, but I think that we all have one. 

There was a person I imagined myself with in that future, and after thirty years, I found her. The only problem was, she drove me absolutely crazy.

She was kind-hearted, but dense. Optimistic, but with a naïveté that made her so to a fault. She would solve mathematical equations with the wrong process, but miraculously emerge with the right answer. She was a paradox of a person and it drove me crazy that I couldn’t figure her out. But through what was admittedly my own fault, I didn’t always like the things that I struggled to understand.

masterlist//moodboard

Summary: You’ve got a thing for your professor, and you decide to act on it when he invites you to office hours. 

fem!reader

A/N: once again, bless caroline for these fic ideas. 

Category: Smut (cam sex)

Word count: 1.9k

“Can you guys see me?”

The man who popped onto your screen squinted into his camera, your fingers flying to quickly type a yes 😊 into the chat. And as he read the dozens of replies along the same lines, a smile flashed onto his face.

Goddamn.

The wifi in your dorm was shitty, so your professor wasn’t super defined on the screen, but what was clear to you, was his looks. He had a pile of honey-brown curls that fell messily around his face, highlighting his cheekbones and sculpted jaw. When he smiled, he got little wrinkles around his eyes that made your heart skip a beat.

Request: Can I request one where the reader is like Hotch’s daughter and her and Spencer hook up but he doesn’t know until she walks in one day looking for her dad.

A/N: Thanks for the prompt anon! Oh yes, the classic “I didn’t know I slept with my boss’s daughter” prompt. I think Reid’s asking for an early grave, don’t you? This is my longest request so far omg but it didn’t feel long while writing it. Anyway, hope you really enjoy!! (Part 2 available here)

Couple: Spencer Reid/Fem!Reader (Hotch’s daughter)

Category: SMUT

Content warning: Penetrative sex, swearing, degradation, orgasm (female and male), oral sex (male receiving), facial, masturbation (female and male), unprotected sex

Word count: 4.7k

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Working full-time as a manager at a bookstore was pretty mundane to you. It was almost like going into work brain dead every day because you dealt with the same things every shift. Ordering new books, making sure books were put into the right places, keeping an eye out for thefts and making sure the owner wasn’t always on your ass.

You were only working there because it paid you well enough to save towards your master’s degree. After graduating from university you postponed doing your master’s until you were sure what field you wanted to study. Spending the last two years working there was boring and all, but for the last two months things had become interesting for you.

A so-called doctor had come into the bookstore two months ago to purchase a book. You remember distinctly him walking up to the cash register. He looked as if he was in a rush to go somewhere. You assumed he made a quick stop before heading to work by the way he was dressed in a suit.

The object plaguing her thoughts limped into the entrance of the living room, bracing himself against the threshold, looking like he just stepped out of an underwear ad from a Gabriel fashion magazine. The label on his green boxer briefs catching her eye, not for the first time.

Her stare lingered over him, tracing the elastic of his sole article of clothing and following it to the V from his crotch before dragging over the defined muscles on his abdomen. Her throat got a lot dryer, and she involuntarily moved onto his chest. The term rippling pectorals seemed like an accurate one to her mind at that moment, the man certainly had upper body strength- among other things. His lack of body hair intrigued her as much as it puzzled her. Maybe it was easier to don a leather suit with waxed skin?

Her eyes crawled over the line of his throat, practically caressing his Adam’s apple before she realized he had fine stubble on his chin. How had she missed that? His face had always been clean shaven before, but now he looked dangerously rugged. Her stare inched up to his mouth which was pulled into the most arrogant smirk she’d ever seen. Her eyes snapped up to his and he was watching her with a self-satisfied expression.

“Enjoying the view?”

Marinette felt like she was gargling the Sahara. Her skin lit afire as if she dove face first into the blistering sands and just drank it all in.

“I-uh…” she trailed off cursing her sudden lapse in articulation. I was ogling him! Him! And it was so obvious! With the intensity that her skin was burning it was a surprise she didn’t spontaneously combust right there on the couch.

Chat took her embarrassment in stride, his grin becoming more Cheshire when he revealed the whites of his teeth. He stayed rooted to the entrance of the hall, weight offset to his right leg and shoulder pressed against the wall, while his left hand reached out to brace himself against the opposite side.

Drawn for my awesome friend @saijspellhart while she was working on chapter 10 of her fanfic Once a Thief Always a Thief. It’s been sitting around as a rough sketch for a long time but I finally got around to cleaning it up some. The drawing is from chapter 10 of the fic.