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Malibu Dream House - domestic!au

Crashing Waves - angst requests -> Sun Kissed - fluff requests

To say the last couple months had been busy would've been an understatement.

Sure, when you and Spencer first saw that little blue plus sign, you went into full-blown parent mode. It started with some baby clothes, then some bottles, then the crib… But, entering the last trimester of your pregnancy, that's when things started to get real.

In the process of getting ready, you'd acquired enough things for a potential army of babies, making Spencer's apartment—originally intended for one resident—feel even tinier than the baby you were soon to birth. So what was Spencer's genius solution? Move into a new house, because he simply couldn't get rid of his baby's things before she'd even arrived.

And that was how you found yourselves heavily pregnant and moving into your new three-bedroom Cape Cod in the quiet town of Cabin John, Maryland. Perhaps you should've found somewhere that wouldn't require waiting until your eighth month of pregnancy to move in, but with its charming blue-and-white exterior and flower boxes on nearly every window, it was hard to say no to the place.

The last week had been spent moving everything in, not much thanks to you but thanks to your friends/colleagues of the BAU. Pretty much everyone had been in and out of your home over the week, but Spencer still insisted that the two of you should throw a housewarming party, and who were you to say no to that cute smile and big brown eyes? You only hoped your daughter wouldn't inherit them, or else you might just take that two letter word out of your vocabulary altogether.

Now you were here, in the kitchen supply aisle of the grocery store, contemplating what paper plates to use for the party.

“I really don't think anyone's going to care about the design, love,” Spencer attempted to reassure you. “Just so long as they aren't flimsy.”

Your pregnancy brain was basically ignoring him at this point though. “What if I buy the wrong ones and they think they're ugly?”

Spencer pouted, though he placed a supportive hand on your back. “How long have you known my colleagues? And how many times has someone said something mean about something so miniscule?”

“There was that one time Rossi said he didn't like that flower arrangement I put on the coffee table.”

“In his defense, he said they were the same colors that his second wife had at their wedding,” he explained, then chuckled. “He was probably just having some PTSD.”

Eventually, after a few more minutes of contemplation, you decided on the basic white ones, Spencer reassuring you all the while that they were perfect. Then, it was onto cutlery, which was just another thing for your brain to pick apart. You knew it was silly, truly, but you just couldn't get yourself out of your own head about even the most miniscule things.

On top of that, it seemed as though your husband hadn't missed your shift in behavior. Sometimes it sucked that he read people for a living.

“Honey,” he started, his tone sounding oddly like the word he'd just said, “are you sure this is about paper plates and plastic forks?”

Normally, you'd be able to put up a fight with your brain, push down the thoughts and explain later in the comfort of your home. But pregnant you was much different than regular you, and it only took that one question to have you tearing up.

You leaned into his shoulder, hoping to suppress the sounds of your cries. “What if I make all the wrong choices and the baby hates me?”

His lips met the crown of your head for a gentle kiss, followed by a soft sigh. “I promise she'll love you. You're going to be the most wonderful mother any little girl could ask for.”

“But what if I buy her the wrong diapers and she yells at me?”

Spencer gave you that signature pout, and a small swarm of butterflies set off in your belly. “I doubt she'll be that picky over them, but if she is, we just buy her new ones and make it better.”

You couldn't help but snicker through your tears. “I feel like that's awful advice, but I think I get what you mean.”

“C'mere,” he mumbled, pulling you in as closely as possible. Your bump had made it hard for hugs to happen, but that definitely didn't stop your husband from trying. “You're going to make a mistake or two. It's in our nature. I will most likely make a lot more than one or two mistakes-”

“Not true. You're gonna be the best dad in history.”

“And you will be the best mom in history. It's going to be a learning curve for all three of us. But, when they say ‘it takes a village,’ at least we know we have our village. JJ will be there to help with all your new mom questions and Hotch will be there to help me build her first treehouse. Kate will be there when she starts playing with makeup and we start to feel old.”

You giggled into his shoulder, earning you a small smile. “Penny will be there just to spoil her.”

“Emily will be there just to teach her how to flip someone off,” he snickered, the sound vibrating against your skin. Then, he was pulling you up for a long but sweet kiss, the taste of his morning coffee taking over your senses. “We've got this. You've got this.”

And instantly, you were feeling better. You knew Spencer knew magic, but sometimes you swore he was a wizard with the way he could change things just by saying one thing.

—

The second you pulled into the driveway, your heart sank to your stomach.

“Spence, why is the gate open?” You only hoped he had a reasonable explanation.

Unfortunately, his answer was not at all what you were hoping to hear. “I'm not sure. I don't think I left it open.”

Abandoning your party supplies in the car, the two of you headed toward the gate, Spencer insisting you and the baby stay behind him. As an FBI agent, he knew never to go anywhere without a gun, so luckily he at least had some way to protect you and himself if it came to that.

With one hand, he pushed open the cracked gate, the other lingering near his firearm just in case. The two of you quietly and slowly made your way into the backyard. Your heart was beating so hard against your chest, it felt like it would jump right out of your ribcage. Spencer managed to remain his normal, calm self, but you couldn't say the same.

And then, just as you rounded the corner: “SURPRISE!”

Both you and Spencer nearly jumped out of your skin at the screams, though you both quickly realized what was going on.

Pink and white balloon arrangements, one table filled to the brim with gifts and another covered with various snack trays and drinks. If it wasn't clear this was a baby shower, the sea of people in pink outfits would've been the giveaway.

Penelope was first to greet you, her pink sundress bouncing as she practically ran to meet you. “You don't understand how hard it was to keep this from you,” she said, sounding like she was on the verge of tears.

Your arms flew around her neck, and hers wrapped around what they could of your stomach. “What is all this?” Now you were on the verge of tears with her.

“Papa Rossi wanted to throw you guys a shower and of course we had to surprise you.”

You let go of Penelope and turned to Rossi, wearing his normal attire, except for his normal white button-down had been replaced with a pink one. “Dave, you old softie!”

His arms wrapped around your neck for a small hug, and he left a peck to each of your cheeks. “I love you, kid, but don't call me old.”

You laughed as he let go, and immediately he walked over to the grill, like that was where he belonged. Then, you and Spencer were off to make the rounds.

Spencer wore the biggest smile you'd ever seen, aside from the one he had when you'd first shown him the pregnancy test. Even though you'd been with Spencer for nearly a decade, you still felt butterflies and goosebumps when he smiled, when he laughed, when he called you ‘love’.

“He's gonna be the best,” Penelope said, her eyes following yours.

You smiled before turning back to her. “Yeah, he really will.”

Just then, Luke and Spencer headed your way, Spencer moving to stand behind you. Immediately, you leaned into him, and he took your belly in his hands, relieving some of the pressure there. “Why were you staring?” he teased in your ear.

“I just think you're pretty,” you giggled, the sound like music to your husband's ears.

Luke snickered at the interaction, though he tossed an arm around his girl, giving Penny a quick kiss on the head. “By the way, you guys should have babies more often. This woman has been cooking enough to feed an army. She left like ten casseroles in the fridge for you guys.”

“Penelope,” Spencer gave her a soft look of something close to disapproval, though you knew he didn't mean it. “You didn't have to do that.”

“You and Mama are gonna need something to eat, and I know you guys are not going to feel like cooking after being up with a newborn all night.”

And it was time for another hug, the tears from earlier actually falling this time. You weren't sure what it was about pregnancy, but you'd realized it had made you awfully touchy. But you didn't care, especially today, when you were in the arms of some of your best friends.

“Hey, Penny,” Luke said as he watched the encounter, a tone of slyness to his words. “Maybe we should hop on the train next. Then you'll have a reason to make that breakfast casserole more often.”

She pulled away from the hug before turning to her boyfriend with probably the most serious look you'd ever seen her wear. “Luke Santiago Alvez, if you bring your man-juices anywhere near me, I will rip off your thingy and then feed it to you.”

You couldn't help the laugh that escaped your lips. Then, you turned to Spencer, who was just confused. “Did she just call it a thingy?”

“Did she just say man-juices?” His sentence elicited giggles from all four of you.

It was then that “With A Little Help From My Friends” by The Beatles started to play on the speaker, no doubt having been taken over by Hotch. But as the song played, you couldn't help but notice the sea of people all here for your baby. Sure, you were terrified. But you knew you'd get through it: with just a bit of help from your friends.

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Sun Kissed - fluff requests

Malibu Dream House - domestic!au

Aaron tossed off the blanket, letting out a small sigh of relief. “When did it get so hot?” he grumbled, his morning voice prominent. As he rolled over to his back, you spotted a big wet spot on the front of his tee shirt from just how much he was sweating.

Still, you scooted closer to him anyway and tossed an arm over his abdomen, his familiar scent filling your senses. “News said there’d be an excessive heat wave today.”

“It's probably ninety degrees already,” he complained, “and it's not even 9:00 yet.”

Rolling onto your side to face him, you left a trail of kisses along his jawline. “Hey, Mr. Grumpy Gills,” you giggled, referencing one of your kids’ favorite movies. “When life gets you down, you know what you gotta do?”

“It's sweltering! How in the world could you possibly want to cuddle right now?” Aaron ignored your attempt to brighten the mood, instead opting to toss a pillow over his head and groan into it.

You just pulled the pillow away and left another peck on his jaw. “Because I love you. And because our children are gonna come in here any minute to take you away from me.”

He noticed the small pout that followed your statement, the expression enough to soften even Aaron Hotchner, king of stoicism, up. “Alright, fine. I'll allow it. But only because you drive a hard bargain.”

Your pout was replaced with a smirk as you snuggled closer into his side. “Mmm, that means a lot, coming from an ex-prosecutor. Maybe I should've gone to law school with you.”

“You're too sensitive for the big house, or whatever they say,” Aaron snickered. After noticing your look of offense, he quickly covered with, “I didn't mean it in a bad way. You have feelings. It's a very nice thing to come home to after dealing with emotionless psychopaths all day.”

“I think you're trying to compliment me. I'll take it.”

His lips met yours for a quick peck before saying, “I have nothing but compliments for you, my love,” Then, he met you with a second, much longer kiss, and while he tasted like morning breath, moments like this were so rare that you were willing to look past it.

One of his large hands met your leg, his calloused fingertips trailing along your bare skin. It felt like a lifetime since you'd been like this, with two children always needing your attention and the FBI always needing Aaron's. Just a simple touch of his fingers had you forgetting about the outside world, if even for just a moment.

Your lips met his neck, his stubble scratchy against your skin. He'd been away on a case in Seattle for about a week, and you were certain he hadn't shaved the whole trip. You liked it that way anyway.

His hand traveled further up under your nightgown, settling on your thigh. He squeezed the supple skin, a gesture of both affection and want.

“Are you trying to go for number three?” you joked before kissing his neck once more.

“Believe me,” Aaron chuckled, “if I knew I had enough time, I'd certainly try.”

As if on cue, four scurrying feet came stamping across the hardwood floor into your bedroom. “Good morning, Daddy!” both of your children yelled in sync, climbing onto the edge of the bed.

“That's why you're not allowed a third,” you mumbled into his ear. “The ones you have don't even appreciate me.”

“They love you, I promise,” he whispered, kissing your cheek. To the kids, he said, “Good morning. Don't you have anything else you want to say?”

They both turned to you, sheepish looks coming across their tiny, adorable faces. “Good morning, Mommy.”

“That's better,” Aaron said, gaining him a snicker from you. “Now, may I ask why the two of you are up so early and you're already in your swimsuits?”

It was then that you realized he was right. Jack, the older of your children, was sporting his favorite Spiderman swim trunks, while his little sister, Libby, had managed to dress herself in a cherry-print swimsuit she hadn't quite grown into yet. They made your heart melt.

“Daddy,” Libby sighed, clearly exasperated with her father, “don't you know what day it is?”

It happened to be the day your kids hadn't stopped talking about for weeks: the beginning-of-summer pool party you and Aaron threw every year for your friends and his coworkers at the BAU.

Aaron tapped a finger against his chin, his brows furrowing as he thought. “Let's see… it's not Libby’s birthday, and it's not Jack’s birthday, it's not my birthday, and I don't think it's your mom’s birthday,” his last comment earned him a sarcastic look from you. “Hmm, what day could it be?”

You joined in on his little game, tapping against your chin as you pretended to think. “Perhaps it's Christmas?”

Jack narrowed his eyes at you. “It's too early in the year for Christmas,” he said matter-of-factly.

“You're right.” As you continued tapping your finger, you shot Aaron a knowing look, which he gladly returned. He could tell by the gleam in your eye exactly what you meant with that look. “Is it…”

Each of you grabbed a kid, tickling and eliciting little squeals and giggles. “Pool party day?!” the two of you shouted in sync.

Libby thrashed around in your arms, laughing and squirming, while Jack attempted to escape his father's arms. Moments like these were almost as rare as the ones with just you and Aaron, so you had to take advantage of them while you could.

“It's pool party day!” Libby squeaked, while Jack was laughing so hard, he could barely breathe.

Their smiles and laughs pulled at your heartstrings. You wondered when the universe decided to make your babies grow up, since it seemed like only yesterday when you had a newborn and a two-year-old.

Bringing yourself out of your nostalgic trance, you pulled yourself out of the bed, grabbing each kid by the hand. “Who wants to make pancakes while Daddy’s in the shower?”

—

Soon enough, all your friends had arrived and it felt like summer had too. Penelope and Spencer were currently entertaining all the kids, while the other men were crowded around the grill and the rest of the ladies were sitting poolside and working on their tans.

“You ever wonder if either of them will have kids?” JJ asked, nodding toward Penelope and Spencer.

“Spencer, a hundred percent,” Emily answered, like her statement was a fact. “Penelope, I'm not so sure.”

You were next to jump into the conversation, not even bothering to look up from your magazine. “Why do you ask, Jen?”

JJ let out a longing sigh. “It's been so long since we've had a baby around here.”

Putting the magazine down, you looked over to her, eyebrows creased. “Henry's only three. It hasn't been that long.”

“You don't miss having a baby at our get-togethers? Emily, where do you stand?”

“Don’t look at me,” Emily said with wide eyes. “If I didn't have to change another diaper for a lifetime, it still wouldn't be long enough.” She was the one person in the group that was rather indifferent to children, but babies, she'd rather not talk about or be around.

“Yeah, babies are nice,” you said, “but the pregnancy part? That's what I'd rather go a lifetime without.”

“Well, I'm sure there's one thing we can all agree on,” JJ snickered. “At least making the baby is fun.”

Emily tossed the pillow behind her back in the direction of her coworker, giggling all the while. “Jennifer!”

“What?” she laughed as she swatted the pillow away. “Am I wrong?”

You let out a small snicker yourself, shooting a glance in the direction of your husband, who was currently taking his turn in manning the grill.

Neither of your friends missed that look, both their mouths falling agape at the expression. “Spill!” they squealed in sync.

Penelope made her way over from the edge of the pool, her face overtaken by the brightest smile known to mankind. “I heard the ‘Someone has beans to spill’ variety of squeals and giggles. What am I missing?”

“Nothing,” you insisted with an eye roll.

Emily patted the edge of her chaise, welcoming Penelope over. “Come sit, we're gonna get it out of her. After all, two out of three of us are profilers.”

Your eyes narrowed at the brunette. “Do you forget that I also used to be a profiler before my kids came along?”

“Stop changing the subject,” Penelope said with a swat of her hand. “Spill your guts. What did I miss?”

“Well, we were talking about how it's been so long since anyone on the team, past or present, has had a kid,” Jennifer explained.

“And someone looked at her husband with that look,” Emily further explained.

You scoffed. “It was not that look.”

“It totally was,” your friends spoke in sync.

Penelope's face lit up like a child in a candy store, her mind clearly running rampant with ideas of what the look meant. “Oh my God, are you-”

“No!” you quickly interrupted, knowing exactly where that question was headed. “Not yet anyway,” you mumbled under your breath.

The three of them practically jumped out of their seats and gathered around you, all screams and smiles.

“We haven't even had the conversation yet!”

“But you're going to!” Penelope insisted.

You rolled your eyes, but internally, you couldn't be happier for the gift of friendship from these three women. Jennifer, the mom friend in more ways than one. Emily, the voice of reason who not-so-secretly had a funny side and always knew how to make you laugh. And Penelope, the perfect shoulder to cry on and perfect soul to confide in. Lucky didn't even begin to describe how you felt about knowing these women.

Suddenly, you found yourself— as Penelope had said— spilling your guts. “I don't know. This morning just felt… different. Like, maybe it wouldn't be so bad to have another baby around.”

The three of them flooded you with comments of love and support, hugs wrapping around you from each direction. Having another baby would be different, of course, but your friends were making sure that you knew it would be a good kind of different.

“I still have to get Aaron on board, so no one get too excited,” you reminded them.

JJ was already way ahead of you. “We've got the kids, Rossi and Derek have the grill. Don't worry about anything out here. You and your man deserve a moment of free time.”

“Just so we're clear,” you said, pointing a finger as if to further prove your point, “we are just going to talk. No funny business.”

Emily snickered. “Yeah, the same way you guys used to ‘talk’ on the jet?” Your cheeks heated to a bright red shade at her comment.

“Ew, Hotch is in the mile high club?!” Penelope practically screamed. Luckily, everyone else seemed too engrossed in conversation to hear her, but you were still mortified nonetheless.

“Okay, scratch what I said. I'm actually going inside to give myself a lobotomy.”

And with that, your friends were shouting in sync different variations of “Have fun!”

Then, with a smile on your face from both the joy of friendship and the love you had for your husband, you found yourself heading over to the grill and pulling Aaron away. His reaction was nothing short of laughter as you practically dragged him toward the house, his shirt nearly coming off with how hard you were tugging it.

Lips met skin as you closed the back door behind you. Aaron let out another chuckle, though he surely wasn't protesting your affection. “Woah, that look in your eyes tells me you're the one thinking about number three,” he commented, referencing your words from that morning.

“Well,” you said as your fingers started to trail under the hem of his dark gray tee shirt. With another kiss to his neck, you continued, “About that…”

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It's time!!! It's officially my third birthday celebration, so I think that makes it a tradition officially 🥹

As always, I wanna say ahead of time, thank you to all the friends and mutuals have sent me things in the mail or even just sent me a happy birthday message. You guys truly are the sweetest people and the greatest gift I could ever receive 💗

Anywho, now that I'm done rambling, onto the challenge!

The Concept/Rules:

So, this is very heavily inspired by this challenge by @carolmunson that I totally meant to write a fic for but it never got finished bc ✨️writer's block✨️ lol

Anyway, the concept is:

I'm going to give you some phrases and props that you must include in the fic.

If you can't fit them all in, it's totally fine! I know I'm including kind of a lot!

These items and phrases can be depicted however you'd like! Whether they're just mentioned in passing or if they have a deeper meaning is totally up to you!

Your fic can be however long or short you want, however fluffy or angsty you want, with any Criminal Minds muse(s) you want!

Whether it's Character x Character or Character x Reader is totally up to you!

It doesn't have to be birthday themed, but can be if you'd like since this is all in celebration of my birthday!

There will be prizes! More to come on that later 🫶🏻

I will start taking submissions on August 1st, and submissions will close August 31st! If for some reason, you find yourself struggling with the deadline (girl me 2), just send me a DM!

Make sure to tag me in the fic and use the hashtag #reidsaurorabdaychallenge so i can see it!

The Props:

A Bottle of Wine/Champagne, or a Wine/Champagne glass

Candle

Card (any type! birthday card, credit card, playing card, etc)

Piece of Cake (can be the item or as a phrase!)

The Prompts:

"Hand it over."

"Are you happy now?" "Very."

"Best. Day. Ever!"

The Prizes:

First Place - a personalized fic written by me OR a fic of your own beta read by me! (up to 5K words)

Second Place - a fic of your own beta read by me! (up to 3K words)

Third Place - icon pack with a Criminal Minds character + episode of your choice!

The Thank Yous:

As always, I could never get through the year without my besties and mutuals, so to go without tagging you guys would be a shame!

@dungeons-are-too-cold @rupsmorge @reidsbookclub @sadgirlml @writer-in-theory @serenity-lattes @reidselle @broken-stardust @gay-prentiss so many others! I love you all so so much, thank you all for being the absolute best people in the world 🫶🏻💗

Hello, lovely people! Long time no see! As you can see, I have been a little bit of a busy bee. I have had this under my belt for quite a while, and I'm glad it's finally time to put it into the world!

Also, I know what you're wondering... more fics are coming (hopefully) soon! I will make a post explaining my hiatus soon.

All of this being said, I wish you a warm welcome to Reidsaurora's Postal Service!

What are the rules?

1. First come, first served.

Since this is more of a trial run, I will only be taking orders from the first 15 people to fill out the form. Or the first however many fill it out if this doesn't go as well as I hope 🤣

2. Must be in the U.S.

I hope eventually if this takes off the way I hope it will, that I can expand outside of the US. But for now, I will only be taking orders from my fellow American babes. ❤️

3. You must be comfortable with giving me your address.

Since this is a postal service, I'll need somewhere to send your goodies!

4. All sales will be done through Venmo/Cashapp.

I unfortunately do not have the resources to do this through debit/credit cards yet, so for now, all sales will be done through Venmo or Cashapp. Whichever you as the customer prefer! (Once I have received your order, I will DM you my Cashapp/Venmo username so you know where to send your money!)

5. You must fill out the Google form.

This form will go through all the specifics and things in a better order than this post or through DMs. However, if you do have any questions about your order, you can always DM me or send me an ask!

What is "Reidsaurora's Postal Service" In The First Place?

The people I'm closest with know there are two things in this world that make me truly happy: writing pen pal letters and being in fandoms. So, a while ago, I attempted to figure out how I could combine these two things together, and this is what was created!

The best way to describe this business is like this: imagine if you could get a pen pal letter from your favorite character. Or imagine if your favorite character could write you a letter confessing their love to you.

And I know what you're probably wondering: "Emmy, what the heck is this?" and that's a valid question. For now, it's just a way for me to make some extra cash over the summer, as I am going on vacation soon and starting cosmetology school when I get back home!

What are the prices of this business?

If this trial run goes well, the prices may change, but for now, the prices are:

$21 - one 300 to 400 word count, handwritten letter from your character on notebook paper + your choice of a printed playlist from your character or a physical photo from your character.

$22 - one 700 to 800 word count, handwritten letter from your character on notebook paper + your choice of a printed playlist from your character or a physical photo from your character.

$23 - one 300 to 400 word count, handwritten letter from your character on tea stained paper + your choice of a printed playlist from your character or a physical photo from your character.

$24 - one 700 to 800 word count, handwritten letter from your character on tea stained paper + your choice of a printed playlist from your character or a physical photo from your character.

For an additional $1 each, you can add an extra photo card or playlist card to any purchase.

All purchases will come with a printed playlist or a photo card, just to help me out with weight limits on shipping!

Picking Out Your Letter!

1. What will be the theme of your letter?

Is this for a birthday? Is your character away at college or camp and writing back home? What scenario are you imagining? Some extra examples could be:

A letter from your character, who is your secret admirer

A letter from your character cheering you up when you feel down

A letter from your character congratulating you on a new life experience

These letters aren't just from romantic partners! Your letter can be from your best friend, your sibling, your parent, etc.

2. What are some things to know about you? (Or the recipient)

Do you have a favorite color or food? Or maybe you wanna tell me about your personality? Some extra examples could be:

Your favorites (color, snacks, flower, song, band, etc.)

A nickname that the character calls you

Your hobbies

3. What character will this letter be from?

Below is a list of all the fandoms and characters I will write for! But other characters from these fandoms may be available upon request!

Criminal Minds:

All members of the BAU (from S1 to S15)

Will Lamontagne Jr.

Sean Hotchner

Stranger Things:

Steve Harrington

Eddie Munson

Jonathan Byers

Billy Hargrove

Argyle

Robin Buckley

Nancy Wheeler

Joyce Byers

Jim Hopper

Shameless US:

Fiona Gallagher

Lip Gallagher

Ian Gallagher

Debbie Gallagher

Carl Gallagher

Kevin Ball

Mandy Milkovich

Mickey Milkovich

The Bear:

Carmen Berzatto

Natalie Berzatto

Michael Berzatto

Richie Jerimovich

Sydney Adamu

Claire Dunlap

Chef Luca

Marcus Brooks

Neil Fak

Supernatural:

Sam Winchester

Dean Winchester

Castiel

Jack Kline

Daisy Jones & The Six

Daisy Jones

Billy Dunne

Graham Dunne

Warren Rojas

Eddie Roundtree

Camila Dunne

Others:

Gator Tillman (Fargo)

Baron Lamram (Marmalade)

Walter "Keys" McKey (Free Guy)

Lesley Smith-Juniment (Hot Air)

4. What color would you like for your wax seal?

All of these letters will come with a wax seal. Below are the shapes and colors available for yours!

To close, this business wouldn't be possible without thanking a couple of people!

Huge shoutout to @dungeons-are-too-cold @vivi-in-the-sky-with-diamonds and @theghouligan for listening to me ramble and ask a million questions. I am so grateful for all of you!! ❤️

Huge shoutout to all my mutuals! You are all so special to me! @butchersprophet @reidsbookclub @broken-stardust @sadgirlml @serenity-lattes @writer-in-theory @ssahotchnerr @writingquillsandpainpills @gay-prentiss and all of the others! ❤️

And lastly, of course, thank you to you, my lovely auroras! None of this would be possible without any of your love and support. I am so so grateful for all of you! I can't believe there's over 1700 of you now 🥹

Art Credit goes to yours truly!

Divider Credit goes to @strangergraphics!

Happy shopping,

- Emmy <3

Hello, my dear friends! Long time no sea! No, I am not dead, just depressed lol, but that's a story for another time because...

IT'S TIME TO CELEBRATE SUMMER BREAK!

I randomly decided like a week ago to do this. I didn't put much thought into it other than that I miss you guys so much and I need a reason to get out of my writing slump! So here we are, starting off our summer the right way!

The Main Attractions:

Sun Kissed - fluff requests

Looking for a cute and romantic blurb with the muse of your choice? Just ask for "Sun Kissed"!

Crashing Waves - angst requests

Wanting to get your heart ripped out of your chest? Then "Crashing Waves" is for you!

By The Seashore - headcanon requests

Craving a quick read that's still tons of fun? Then you should pick "By The Seashore"!

I Want S'More:

Malibu Dream House - domestic!au

Looking for a day in with your lover? Then "Malibu Dream House" is the way to go!

Another Day, Another Sand Dollar - work!au

In the mood for an office romance? Just ask for "Another Day, Another Sand Dollar"!

Sea-ing Stars - celebrity!au

Are you looking for glitz and glamour? Then "Sea-ing Stars" is right for you!

Building Sandcastles - royalty!au

Have you always dreamed of wearing a tiara or perhaps sitting on a throne? Then "Building Sandcastles" is the way to go!

Atlantis - fantasy!au

Mermaids, vampires, werewolves, oh my! If you're into the supernatural, just ask for "Atlantis"!

Past Universes I'm Happy to Write for Again:

SYGB!Spencer

Two Valentines!Spencer

Neighbor!Spencer

MIFFY!Spencer

Any other fics you'd like to see spin-offs of, really!

The Rules:

🌴 This event will run through until July 31st! - okay, so the flyer is a bit misleading... but i promise, August will have something just as exciting as this event!

🌴 Send asks to designated blogs! - i think it goes without saying this is a courtesy to me so i don't get posts confused. but if you have any questions about my other blogs, or really anything related to requests, be sure to check my pinned post or just ask me!

🌴 Please be respectful to the blogger and to others! - remember to use your noggin when putting in requests! treat people with kindness always!

🌴 Please be understanding when putting in requests! - i am simply one person who has ebbs and flows in life. while i try to get to everything in a timely manner, i do get overwhelmed sometimes. please be courteous and gracious when putting in requests. i promise i see all of you and try to get to everything as quickly as i can!

Thank you all so much for bearing with me these past few months! I am so thankful for each and every single of you. I wish you all a very happy summer! ☀️💛

my auroras! feel free to spread the word if you feel so inclined! 🫶🏻

@dungeons-are-too-cold @reidsbookclub @reidselle @broken-stardust @serenity-lattes @writer-in-theory @sadgirlml @gay-prentiss @ssahotchnerr @ptrckjcne @nomajdetective @writingquillsandpainpills

seashell dividers: @tsunami-of-tears

☆ - author's recommendations

♡ - happy

♤ - sad

Spencer Reid:

Stand-Alones

"The Office Party" ~ 2.2K words ☆♡

Summary: When Y/N's boyfriend suddenly breaks up with her and she no longer has a date to the office New Year's Eve party, she employs Spencer Reid to be her fake boyfriend for a night.

Content Warning: sexual humor/references

"Over or Under?" ~ 0.9K words ☆♡

Summary: An innocent question asked, via Y/N, gets turned into a not so innocent conversation, via Derek Morgan.

Content Warning: lots of sexual humor, swearing

"Call Me On Your Way Home" ~ 1.6K words ☆♡

Summary: When Y/N gets stuck at a party with Derek and needs a way home, she calls everyone's favorite boy genius to drive her home. Little did they know what their late night conversation would lead to...

Content Warning: mentions of panic attacks

"Forests, Fears, and Foggy Glasses" ~ 1.5K words ♡

Summary: In the process of solving a case, Derek proceeds to tease Y/N and Spencer for their "irrational" fears.

Content Warning: very mild swearing, mentions of phobias, mentions of assault related to the case

"Didn't Know" ~ 1.4K words ♡

Summary: Y/N doesn't even realize that she's been cranky, gaining weight, and extremely picky with what she eats. On the contrary, Spencer does notice, and knows exactly why she's been acting this way.

Content Warning: mild mentions of pedophilia and serial killers (related to the case), mentions of menstrual cycles/pregnancy related things, mentions of boobs (non-sexual), mentions of gaining weight

"Two Valentines" ~ 1.4K words ☆♡

Summary: Y/N loves everything about Valentine’s Day, especially celebrating it with her students. This year, she was also planning on celebrating with the new third grade teacher, Spencer Reid, until she found out… he already had another valentine.

Content Warning: a very mild sexual joke, mentions of food

"Heads Up" ~ 2.7K words ♤

Summary: When Hotch, Reid, and Y/N are gunned down in an attempt to capture their unsub, Hotch has a secret plan to distract him. Only Y/N doesn't exactly get the message at first.

Content Warning: normal Criminal Minds themes, some violence, mentions of guns and shooting, mentions of sensory overload, one use of "Oh, my God."

"Any Other Weigh" ~ 1.5K words ☆♡

Summary: A small collection of stories about the times Spencer told Y/N about how big their baby was getting every week.

Content Warning: food (no actual consumption, just mentions of food)

"Letting You Go" ~ 1.3K words ☆♤

Summary: Spencer Reid spends his afternoon showing off magic tricks to his wife, Y/N. Unbeknownst to him, it may very well be the last afternoon they spend together.

Content Warning: character death, very mild swearing

"Not Letting Go" ~ 1.4K words ♤♡

Summary: Spencer recalls Y/N's death from his point of view.

Content Warning: character death, mentions of injuries, hospital related things, mild swearing

"Splatter Paints and Coffee Dates" ~ 2.2K words ☆♡

Summary: When Spencer finds out he's getting a new neighbor, he couldn't be happier. What happens when he finds himself stumbling into her apartment one night while confronting her about her loud music?

Content Warning: drink consumption (Spencer drinking tea), one use of God, mentions of Spencer's headaches, mention of the female anatomy (non-sexual), mentions of Y/N's ex boyfriend

"April Fools' Date" ~ 1.5K words ♡

Summary: Y/N and Spencer have a yearly ritual of prancing each other every day the week leading up to April Fools' Day. However, this year's April Fools' Week ends a little differently than Y/N had planned.

Content Warning: very mild swearing, pranks (all in good fun), mentions of food and drink, i think that's it?

"Clean" ~ 2.5K words ☆♤

Summary: When Y/N finds out she's pregnant, she has mixed emotions after receiving the news. What's even worse than her reaction? Her husband, Spencer's, reaction to the news.

Content Warning: heavy drug content, minor swearing, two uses of "Oh, my God", mentions of a serial killer (related to the case), i believe that's it?

"Clean, PT. 2" ~ 2.2K words ☆♤♡

Summary: 10 months later, Y/N and Spencer are happily enjoying their new baby girl. Everything seems perfect… but for Spencer, everything isn't always what it seems.

Content Warning: heavy drug content, mentions of needles, very mild swearing

"Multiply" ~ 3.2K words ☆♡

Summary: Y/N loves parties. Spencer hates them with a passion. Somehow or another, this difference leads to… a very odd love confession and some math jokes?

Content Warning: MINORS DNI (somewhat 18+ content), implied smut, references to innocent!Spencer, light mentions of kinks, partying, alcohol consumption by reader and others, mentions of food, swearing, sort of implied height for reader (reader is shorter than Spencer) a mention of drowning in a joking manner, lmk if i missed any!!

"Dopamine" ~ 2.1K words ☆♡

Summary: Just some snippets of what the author thinks it would be like to take care of Spencer when he got shot in the leg (and didn't get any cookies)

Content Warning: based around Spencer's leg injury in S5, one scene takes place in a hospital, mentions of Spencer getting shot, sexual humor/references (sorta implied smut), mentions of alcohol and food, a light mention of painkillers, pretty sure that's it?

"Again" ~ 0.6K words ♤♡

Summary: When Y/N notices Spencer displaying some odd behavior, she intends to get to the bottom of things. However, the outcome of her investigation is much different than she'd expected.

Content Warning: mild swearing, i think that's it?

"Like This" ~ 3.9K words ☆♤♡

Summary: When Spencer and Y/N are forced to pretend to be engaged for a case, the two start to wonder about all the little spats and competitions they have in the workplace.

Content Warning: heavy details related to a case (stabbing, asphyxiation, mentions of a sexual sadist and SA, might be more), a scene where Y/N gets lowkey kidnapped, guns, alcohol consumption by reader and presumably Spencer, mild swearing, lmk if i missed anything!

"Cherry Jell-O" ~ 1.8K words ☆♤♡

Summary: In which a "hello" and a cup of Jell-O mean so much more than that to both Spencer and Y/N.

Content Warning: Spencer's anthrax arc, takes place in a hospital, mentions of various medicines, mentions of vomit, very mild swearing, food consumption by reader and others

"Funeral" ~ 2.5K words ♤♡

Summary: After Emily Prentiss's death, Spencer notices his cravings for Dilaudid coming back. In an attempt to distract himself from everything that's happening around him, Spencer begins using weed. Little did he know what one intoxicated phone call would lead to…

Content Warning: usage of marijuana, Emily's funeral, mild swearing + two uses of "God", sexual humor, mentions of Spencer's drug addiction

"S. Reid Headcanons"

Summary: some headcanons this author believes to be true for Spencer Reid.

Content Warning: mentions of food. i think that's it.

"S. Reid Headcanons, boyfriend edition"

Summary: some headcanons this author believes to be true for Spencer Reid if he were in a relationship.

Content Warning: mentions of food, mentions of sex but nothing graphic

"To Hold You" ~ 1.9K words ☆♤

Summary: Y/N gets kidnapped, Spencer helps them cope, and that's the fic.

Content Warning: details of Y/N's kidnapping and torture, mentions of blood, mentions of knives, mentions of hospitals, two uses of "Oh, my God"

"All Your Being" ~ 2.8K words ☆♡

Summary: When Y/N has to use herself as unsub bait, it leads to some much unexpected behavior from Spencer.

Content Warning: implied smut at the end and a short makeout scene but nothing graphic, mentions of domestic and sexual abuse (related to the case), mentions of female body parts, details of the case (similar to normal CM violence), alcohol consumption, mild swearing, description of reader's looks and weight

"S. Reid Headcanons, comforting edition"

Summary: some headcanons this author believes to be true about Spencer Reid comforting his lover during a panic attack

Content Warning: heavily based around anxiety/panic attacks, mentions of food + eating

"Maybe I'm Falling For You" ~ 2.5K words ☆♡

Summary: Spencer Reid, being the ever-so modest person that he is, has watched a beautiful girl in his favorite coffee shop from afar for two months. Penelope Garcia, being ever the matchmaker that she is, is determined to get those two coffee lovers together, once and for all.

Content Warning: food + drink consumption, very mild swearing, mentions of Maeve's death, mentions of Y/N's father's death, lmk if i missed anything!

"S. Reid Headcanons, caregiver edition"

Summary: some headcanons this author believes to be true about Spencer Reid taking care of his colleagues when they're injured

Content Warning: mentions of injuries, mentions of medicine, mentions of food

"How I Ended Up Here" ~ 1.3K words ♤♡

Summary: When Reader begins to wonder if they really do belong at the Academy, their long-time rival and next-dorm neighbor, Spencer Reid, steps in to help them prepare as the term comes to an end.

Content Warning: violence related to FBI training but nothing graphic, i think that's it!

"Never" ~ 2.1K words ☆♤♡

Summary: When Y/N doesn't show up for work multiple days in a row, Spencer Reid is determined to find out why. Though, when he finds out the reason, Y/N never expected him to stay… much less help her through it.

Content Warning: heavy BPD content, mentions of food, mentions of binge eating, mentions of medications, very mild swearing, lmk if i missed anything!

"Stick Season" ~ 2.7K words ☆♤

Summary: After eight months in quarantine, Spencer Reid takes a look at just how much the world has changed. The one thing that hasn't changed? The love he had for Y/N.

Content Warning: lots of COVID talk, heavy marijuana usage, mild and explicit swearing, alcohol consumption, mild mentions of food

"The Butterfly and the Flower" ~ 1.2K words ☆♡

Summary: This is the story of how Y/N, a social butterfly, fell in love with Spencer Reid, a wallflower.

Content Warning: mentions of partying, mentions of alcohol

"All Over Again" ~ 1.1K words ☆♡

Summary: Just a cute lil blurb about Y/N and Spencer's daughter picking him from the airport after a case.

Content Warning: very mild sexual content (a singular mention of making out) but i think that's it honestly

"Burnt Food" ~ 0.7K words ☆♡

Summary: With Y/N and Spencer's wedding anniversary right around the corner, Spencer is determined to make his wife the most memorable meal she's ever had. However… the dinner ends up being memorable in a way Spencer couldn't have never hoped for less.

Content Warning: mention of food and alcohol, mild sexual content, implied smut at the end but no details

"Snow and Sweet" ~ 1.4K words ♡

Summary: In which a cup of hot cocoa and a slip of the tongue leads to a mistletoe kiss and a love confession.

Content Warning: the tiniest bit of angst because Y/N is lowkey insecure because of Elle, mentions of coffee and hot chocolate, like one (1) swear word, Spencer is autistic but what's new, honestly i think that's it?

"You Give Me Butterflies" ~ 0.7K words ♡

Summary: a cute lil blurb about Spencer and Reader's first kiss :)

Content Warning: mentions of food, a small mention of throwing up but like as a comparison (?), no use of YN

"S. Reid Headcanons, mourning!gf edition"

Summary: A collection of headcanons about his girlfriend mourning the loss of a pet

Content Warning: animal death (no description), very mild swearing, Angst to Fluff

"I Choose You" ~ 1.8K words ☆♡

Summary: What happens when the lowly stable boy, Spencer, and the royalist of princesses, Y/N, fall in love?

Content Warning: explicit language, slightly suggestive if you squint, minor character death sorta, mentions of food, time period appropriate sexism/classism i guess (Reader is expected to get married to a prince), a mild mention of manure

"Left Behind" ~ 1.2K words ☆♤

Summary: When a little wooden box reminds you of all the good memories you share with Spencer, it has him thinking about the possibilities of losing them.

Content Warning: lots of angst, lots of talk about dementia, tiny mention of food, tiny mention of weapons in a joking manner

"Under My Umbrella" ~ 0.8K words ♡

Summary: When the rain starts pouring, everyone's favorite boy genius is there to keep you dry ♡

Content Warning: literally nothing, it's so pure and sweet

"Overnight" ~ 0.8K words ☆♡ fan favorite!

Summary: When Spencer offers to clear out a drawer for Y/N in his dresser, it has him explaining some things he'd been hiding from her.

Content Warning: allusions to sex but nothing in detail, mild mentions of nudity i guess, this whole fic is basically aftercare lol

"Post Prison Lunch Date" ~ 0.9K words ♤♡

Summary: Spencer is having a hard time adjusting to life outside of prison. Luckily, he has you to make it better.

Content Warning: angst to fluff, lots of talk about spencer's time in prison, descriptions of food, lots of crying

"Birthday Bouquet" ~ 1.5K words ☆♤♡

Summary: "Of two things you were certain: the first, you couldn't stand Spencer Reid; the second, he was the only person who remembered your birthday."

Content Warnings: a hint of miscommunication trope, mild swearing,

"Apple Pie Proposal" ~ 1.1K words ☆♡

Summary: In which You and Spencer make your yearly trip to the apple orchard an official tradition.

Series

Content Warnings: heavy food references

"With A Little Help From Our Friends" ~ 1.8K words ☆♡

Summary: When Reader is feeling apprehensive about the end of her pregnancy, Spencer reminds her that really all you need is a little help from your friends.

Content Warning: pregnancy stuff, a little sexual humor at the end, food talk, small mention of a gun

"Dating Spencer Reid: Instagram AUs"

Summary: collections of photos this author would post if Spencer Reid was her boyfriend.

Series Warnings: mentions of food, mentions of alcohol, sexual humor, could be more

"ofwilliamandwalter's whumptober 2022"

Summary: A collection of whumpy, mostly hurt/comfort Spencer Reid fics.

Series Warnings: check individual chapters for content warnings on each!

"Soon You'll Get Better" series ~ word count TBD

Summary: When Spencer Reid, a young FBI agent, meets Imogen Sterren, a patient with bipolar disorder, at the Bennington Sanitarium, he realizes that love can be found anywhere—even in a mental health facility

.Series Warnings: fade to black smut (MINORS, PLEASE BE CAREFUL AND USE YOUR NOGGIN!!) some chapters takes place in hospital, mentions of hospitals, mentions of various medications, in-depth details of panic attacks, swearing (both mild and explicit), food consumption, possibly more?

Aaron Hotchner:

Stand-Alones

"Can't Lose You" ~ 1.8K words ♤

Summary: When Hotch gets attacked during a case and ends up in the hospital, Y/N realizes she can't lose him without telling him about her feelings.

Content Warning: mild swearing, mentions of stabbing and guns, mentions of a hospital, normal CM case related stuff

"Interrupted" ~ 1.6K words ☆♡

Summary: Y/N and Hotch are forced to work on their six month wedding anniversary. Despite being on the job, they're determined to spend some alone time together. Though, it seems as though someone has it out for them, seeing as every time they're alone, someone finds a way to interrupt them.

Content Warning: mentions of rapists (related to the case), mentions of shooting (as a joke), sexual references/humor, very mild swearing

"I Could Get Used to This" ~ 2.4K words ♡

Summary: When Hotch randomly gets called in for a case, the only person around to watch Jack is Y/N, Hotch's new girlfriend. Hotch is hesitant to ask, but Y/N leaps at the opportunity, hoping to get a chance at getting closer to her boyfriend's son.

Content Warning: mentions of shooting (in a child's game)

"A Valentine's Rejection" ~ 0.9K words ♡

Summary: When Jack gets his first rejection the day before Valentine’s Day, Hotch isn't exactly sure how to handle it. Luckily for him, his coworker and girlfriend, Y/N, has seen this before and knows exactly what to say.

Content Warning: mentions of alcohol (no actual consumption), mentions of Haley's death, mentions of reader's husband's death, mentions of serial killers

"Observations" ~ 1.5K words ♡

Summary: When Y/N starts to feel grouchy (and nauseous and hungry), JJ seems to be the only person to put two and two together. When Y/N determines that JJ was correct in assuming that Y/N is indeed pregnant, she begins to worry, but especially about what her boyfriend and coworker Hotch is going to think.

Content Warning: pregnancy related topics, birth control/pregnancy related topics, very mild swearing

"Love and Pasta" ~ 1.3K words ☆♡

Summary: When Jack's kindergarten graduation rolls around, Y/N and Hotch realizes just how much their family is held together by love and pasta.

Content Warning: mentions of food/consumption, alcohol consumption (not by reader), very mild swearing

"The Right Decision" ~ 1.1K words ♡

Summary: When Y/N runs into some old college friends who proceed to bully her asexuality, Y/N begins to wonder if they're right. However, Hotch is right there to debunk their comments.

Content Warning: homophobia/acephobia, mild sexual references, very mild swearing, mentions of food at the end, i think that's it?

"Hungover Sunday" ~ 0.7K words ☆♡

Summary: After a long night of drinking, Hotch and Y/N share a lazy, tired, hungover Sunday together.

Content Warning: mentions of alcohol consumption, mentions of food

"If Loving You Is Wrong" ~ 0.9K words ☆♡

Summary: When Y/N has a one night stand with her best friend's boss, she realized just how wrong things are. Lucky for her, the man she slept with doesn't want to be right.

Content Warning: sexual themes throughout (no actual smut though), one (1) explicit swear word, light mention of going to a bar, lmk if I missed anything!

"Coffee + Kisses" ~ 0.7K words ☆♡

Summary: "Mornings were made for coffee and kisses. at least, that was Aaron's philosophy."

Content Warnings: a single swear word, mentions of food

"Hot Chocolate, White Lies" ~ 1.4K words ☆♡

Summary: Aaron might be a pain in the ass to shop for, but at least he's cute.

Content Warning: mild swearing, mentions of food

"Summer Lovin" ~ 2K words ☆♡

Summary: As the start of summer arrives, you and your friends at the BAU find yourselves feeling a bit reminiscent of the summers before. Along with that reminiscence, you start to miss the days when you and Aaron had little babies instead of big kids…

Content Warning: lots of talk of babies/pregnancy, sexual humor, kind of fade to black smut if you read between the lines, small mention of food

"Wrapping Things Up" ~ 1.7K words (Aaron Hotchner x Emily Prentiss) ☆♡

Summary: As the two pack for their engagement party getaway, Hotch jokingly asks Emily if she's sure she wants him to be the only person she has sex with. When she jokingly says no, he's determined to change her mind.

Content Warning: MINORS DNI (somewhat 18+ content), explicit language, almost smut, mentions of the female anatomy, lots of mentions of sex, lmk if i missed anything!

Series

"Love Me Like A Friend" series ~ 13.3K words (Aaron Hotchner x Emily Prentiss) ☆♡♤

Summary: In this turn of events, Aaron Hotchner finds out he has a strange way of taking his mind off of his grief and stresses... that strange way being to distract himself with Emily Prentiss.

Series Warnings: MINORS DNI (16+ content and 18+ content), borderline smut/fade to black smut, sexual references and humor, mentions of various kinks/nicknames, food/alcohol consumption, swearing/explicit language, could be more

Derek Morgan:

Stand-Alones

"Falling Into Fate" ~ 1.8K words ♤♡

Summary: When Y/N offers to be bait for an unsub, she never suspected it would be Derek Morgan who'd end up saving her. She also never suspected that he'd confess his love after doing so.

Content Warning: mentions of phobias (related to the case), mentions of guns (related to the case), mentions of alcohol consumption

"It's Always Been You" ~ 1.2K words ♤

Summary: When Agent Y/N Y/L/N gets injured on the job, Derek Morgan is the one to take care of her afterward. However, neither of them expected that him simply cleaning her wounds would turn into a love confession.

Content Warning: mild swearing, mentions of various weapons, mentions of injuries

"Welcome To The Family" ~ 1.3K words ☆♡

Summary: When Y/N and Derek Morgan announce their engagement, Rossi leaps at the idea of throwing them an engagement party. Only thing is, Y/N's never met the team before.

Content Warning: sexual humor, alcohol consumption, very mild swearing

"Back To You" ~ 1.7K words ♤

Summary: The team find themselves working a case in Chicago, near where Derek was raised. Unbeknownst to anyone else though, the missing victim just so happens to be Y/N, Derek's ex girlfriend.

Content Warning: very mild swearing, mentions of rape, lowkey torture (?), mentions of guns/shooting, normal Criminal Minds themes

"Holiday in Handcuffs" ~ 1.8K words ☆♡

Summary: Y/N is supposed to be spending her Valentine' Day with Derek Morgan. Only in this tragic turn of events, she finds herself in jail instead.

Content Warning: sexual humor/references

"(S)mother" ~ 0.9K words ♡

Summary: When Derek is away on a two week long case, he immediately comes home to spoil a very pregnant Y/N. However, unbeknownst to the two of them, it would soon be someone else he'd be spoiling.

Content Warning: one use of "Oh, my God."

"Miles" ~ 0.5K words ♡

Summary: When Y/N and Derek can't make a decision on what to name their future son, Derek finds a way for their son to tell them what name he likes best.

Content Warning: none that i can think of

"My Favorite Part" ~ 1.2K words ☆♡

Summary: Y/N would never have thought that sharing a room with Derek on a case would lead to her coming out about her asexuality to him. However, his reaction isn't quite what she'd picture it to be.

Content Warning: mentions of sex, coming out to partner, a mild sexual comment, i think that's it?

"Hiccup" ~ 1.6K words ☆♡

Summary: When Y/N begins decluttering her home, she isn't expecting to find a box filled with her ex-boyfriend, Derek Morgan's belongings. What she really wasn't expecting? For all those old memories, and hiccups, to start dancing around in her head.

Content Warning: mentions of Carl Buford, mentions of food, i think that's it

"The Combined Birthday Party" ~ 2.2K words ♤

Summary: Just a cute lil blurb/imagine to celebrate bestie and Derek's shared birthday :)

Content Warning: food consumption, i think that's it?

"Trick, No Treat" ~ 1.1K words ♤♡

Summary: When Derek and Reader get stuck on the haunted house ride at the fair, they play a game of Twenty Questions to calm Reader down. Little do they know… they were the answer to Derek's question all along.

Content Warning: very mild swearing, mentions of haunted house related things, mentions of food

Series

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Miscellaneous:

Stand-Alones

"Big Heart" (P. Garcia) ~ 1.0K words ☆♡

Summary: In which a blue mug of tea and a boop on the nose leads to a bashful love confession and a big hearted girl accepting it.

Content Warning: mentions of vomiting, mentions of food, one use of "God"

"As The Snow Flutters Down" (E. Prentiss) ~ 0.8K words ☆♡

Summary: Just a cute lil blurb about playing in the snow with Miss Prentiss 🫶🏻

Content Warning: slightly suggestive but not really, mild mention of food, i think that's it

"A Not-So-Happy Birthday" (E. Prentiss) ~ 0.8K words ♤♡

Summary: Somehow, word gets out that it's your birthday, and the response is not at all what you're expecting.

Content Warning: overall angsty, mentions of food, slight family drama but not really, lmk if i missed anything!!

"Night Mama" (E. Prentiss) ~ 0.6K words ☆♡

Summary: Just a cute lil blurb about Emily and her partner as new parents 🫶🏻

Content Warning: very mild swearing, mentions of breastfeeding but nothing in detail, mentions of pregnancy, lmk if I missed anything!!

"The Mistletoe Mishap" (L. Alvez) ~ 0.9K words ☆♡

Summary: "You'd be surprised just how seriously the BAU took their Christmas in July celebrations."

Content Warnings: a couple swear words, mentions of food, a lil splash of sexual humor at the end

"In Your (Broken) Arms" (L. Alvez) ~ 0.6K words ♡

Summary: It's just a fractured wrist, but to Luke Alvez, your stressed-out and over-protective boyfriend, it might just be cause to bubble wrap you.

Content Warnings: takes place in a hospital, mild sexual humor, very mild swearing

"With You, I'd Dance" (L. Alvez) ~ 0.5K words ☆♡

Summary: When the last rainstorm of the year comes upon Washington DC, there's only one person you'd want to spend it with.

Content Warning: mild swearing

Series

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this post was inspired by the loveliest of people, @forevermoreharrington and @munsonsfairy! you can check out their posts here and here!

i thought this was a cutie lil way to get to know me for any new followers here! i'm so happy you guys here!

all pics are originally from pinterest, i just slapped my favorite filter on them lol!

Winnie The Pooh

Bees!!!! i love bees sm

Spencer Reid, but specifically his prince hair era in S4 🫶🏻

Reading... and coffee lol

The matching flower crowns I got with my sister and cousin on vacation over the summer 🥺

Flowers, specifically baby's breath and daisies (or any flowers that come in white)

Steve Harrington, scoops!steve is a favorite though <3

Music! the collage is just a few of my favorite artists 🧡

Peanuts, though I love Snoopy and Woodstock the most (don't tell the other characters 🤫)

And so so much more!

Hope this was helpful in getting to know me! Even if it wasn't, I still think this is a cute idea 🧡

-> taglist: @1234-angelika @drayshadow @nomajdetective @asgardprincess97 @gh0stgurl @randomwriter1021 @eddieharrington @reidselle @dungeons-are-too-cold @therealrazortai @louderfortheback @reidsbookclub @hellooitsrose @lover-of-books-and-tea

Penelope - myself hehe

Elle - @reidselle duh

Spencer - @dungeons-are-too-cold

Hotch - @sadgirlml (my workaholic queen 🫶🏻)

JJ - @samuel-de-champagne-problems or @reidsbookclub

Derek - @broken-stardust because they're both my favorite gay men ✨️

Emily - @writingquillsandpainpills because they're both bad ass bitches 😌

Tara - @gay-prentiss (can't explain it, it just makes sense)

Luke - @lukeclvez (a given, but also they do radiate similar energy)

Rossi - @writer-in-theory because they feel so grandpa /pos

Gideon - @clarawatson (sorta inside joke lol, the CM Jet girlies get it)