𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐠𝐡𝐨𝐬𝐭 | 𝐞𝐝𝐝𝐢𝐞 𝐦𝐮𝐧𝐬𝐨𝐧
Best friends since middle school, you tell Eddie everything, which is why he's so surprised to find out you've been keeping a secret —you’re hearing a voice whenever you're home alone. He’s always had a thing for the fantastical but he can't believe in ghosts, and the longer you insist on it, the more worried he becomes. This would be bad enough if Eddie didn’t have a secret too, and it threatens to change everything between you. [22k]
fem!reader, best friends to lovers slow-burn, mutual pining, eddie is infatuated with you, idiots in love, paranormal activity/au, heavy hurt/comfort, angst, fluff and affection, wayne is uncle of the year every year, ghost-hunting
cw assumed auditory hallucinations, talk of mental health, surrounding worry and circumstances, mentioned mental illness stigma, recreational drug use mention, prescription drugs, grief
my endless gratitude and thank yous to @h-ness1944 and @mrcylvsu for their sensitivity beta reads and for answering my questions so many moons ago, I'm very, very thankful for all that hard work, and all the time and energy you both spent!
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Eddie's desk fan is on the fritz. It twists back and forth with a weak metallic clicking sound that promises eventual electrocution but for now provides momentary relief. Even the nights have been hell lately. No matter how many windows he and Wayne open, the air at home stays thick with humidity.
Sweat shines on his brow and collar. He refuses to tie his hair back, and each hour it grows more and more uncomfortable.
"Are you sure you don't wanna come and lie up here?" he asks, shifting reluctantly to peer over the side of the bed.
You're laying on the floor of his room, just as sweaty but half as unhappy. You've abandoned a book to your left, having declared the weather too much to concentrate through.
"Our body heat will mingle."
"The fan is really helping," he argues lightly. "If you die on my floor Wayne won't ever let it go. Just come up here."
You mumble something he doesn't hear and pull your shirt from your chest. You attempt to fan yourself with the thin, clinging fabric. It doesn't work, but it does expose the soft hill of your abdomen to his guilty eyes. His mouth dries up.
"It's getting late," he says. He's not trying to get rid of you, promise, but now he's thinking about your body heat mingling and why it wouldn't be such a bad thing, and he doesn't want to. "I'll drive you home, yeah?"
OH MY GOSH I’M SO ANGRY AND EXCITED THAT THIS WASNT AN ENTIRE FIC
eEEEEEEeeeee i’m jumping in my seat waiting to see what happens next
Don’t Go - [Reid x Reader]
Summary: After being tortured by Tobias Hankel, Dr. Spencer Reid is struggling and everyone can see it. Reader can’t bear his pain and tries to comfort him…only to be heartbroken when he says their night meant nothing.
Pairing: Spencer Reid / Fem!Reader
Rating: Mature
Word Count: 10.6k
Genre: Angst. Angst. Angst. But fluff at the end cause I’m not a monster.
Content Warning: Talk of drug use, language, penetrative sex, oral sex (female receiving), and just angst. All the angst. Get tissue.
A/n: This is set over the arc of episodes 2x16 - 2x18. A special thank you to @imjusthereformggcontent and @catsadams for reading through the beginning of this in its first form. You’re both angels.
I hope this is everything y’all wanted it to be, my doves. Thank you for sticking with me.
Request prompt: Can you write a fic where Spencer is high on dilaudid and tells you that your night together was nothing and that you’re nothing to him. Then the next day he can’t rember telling you and and he can’t figure out why you are avoiding him.
– Don’t Go –
The first indication I got that today wasn’t going to be normal came when Special Agent Grant Anderson shuffled into my office just after 9:30 am. He didn’t knock before he entered and then shut the door quickly behind him.
I glanced up from the paperwork in front of me, my eyebrows scrunched together in confusion. “Something on your mind, Special Agent?” I teased.
Ever since Anderson made a mistake that led to SSA Elle Greenaway being shot a few months ago, a lot of people on this floor had been giving him the cold shoulder, despite the fact that Greenaway had forgiven him before she left the BAU.
When I first joined the bureau and was assigned to this unit, Anderson had been my first friend. He was there for me when I felt nervous and like I was a complete imposter. He’s the reason I was still a member of this team; I’d never turn my back on him.
“Something’s up with Reid.”
What if you were Eddie's favorite customer and one day when he stops by for a weed delivery, your cat peeks it's head out to see him. The two of them quickly become bff's, your cat makes little chirps and mews at him and Eddie fully particates in the conversation. Responding with "yes, excellent point. I concur." and "hey now, you don't have to call me names"
After that encounter he starts including dime bags of catnip in your deliveries.
𝐭𝐨𝐨 𝐦𝐮𝐜𝐡 | 𝐞𝐝𝐝𝐢𝐞 𝐦𝐮𝐧𝐬𝐨𝐧
you get upset when eddie's friends think you're clingy. he sets you straight with some unbridled affection. requested here. fem!reader, 2.6k
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The diner is bustling with life and smells alike, people in their summer jackets eager to sit down and dig into a plate of greasy, fatty meats. You're just as excited, your fingers curled into Eddie's sleeve and following his lead as he weaves between a gaggle of kids playing between the bar and the booths.
"Sorry, sir," a young girl says to him, springing out of his path.
"That's okay," he says, leaning back to squint at you curiously, "Do I look like a sir?" he asks you.
Pale faced, dark-haired, the remnants of last night's eyeliner clinging to his bottom lashes, you can't say you'd look at Eddie and think, Sir. Pretty boy extraordinaire with a rather inviting smile, absolutely.
"I think so, sir," you say.
Eddie laughs at you, pressing a hand behind your shoulders to move you along. His friend Gareth waves from a booth tucked in a corner under a white sconce. Jamison sits to his left, and Margaret to his right. You feel a little skip in your pulse at the sight —they intimidate you, and you want desperately for them to like you, only you never know what to say.
"Hey," Eddie says as you approach the booth. He pushes you gently to encourage you into the seat first. "How's it going? Did we order?"
"We were waiting for you. They said we have to go up to the bar when we're ready."
THE CUTEST
𝐚 𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐛𝐞𝐝 | 𝐞𝐝𝐝𝐢𝐞 𝐦𝐮𝐧𝐬𝐨𝐧
eddie fights to get his usually shy and moderately intoxicated girlfriend to bed when you insist on clinging to him at every turn. requested here. fem!reader, 2.5k.
cw intoxicated reader
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You're holding onto Eddie's arm tight enough to leave little fingerprint bruises behind. He doesn't think he'd mind, and he doesn't try to slacken your grip as he helps you up the stairs into the trailer.
"Do we have to be quiet?" you whisper. Or, attempt to whisper.
"Nah, Wayne's working." He closes the door behind you and leans over your shoulder to put his car keys in the bowl on the sideboard. "Oh, hey."
You've given up on clinging to his arm and have started cuddling his waist instead. Eddie feels his eyes go wide, peering down at you almost like he's worried you'll realise you're being bold and move away. You rub your cheek against his leather jacket and sigh. "I love your hugs," you say dreamily, words slurred but understandable.
This isn't news to him, but it's definitely nothing you've said aloud before. Eddie's your boyfriend, he knows you enjoy a warm hug, but he's your new-ish boyfriend, and you're one of the shyest people he's ever met. Half the time he kisses you and your cheeks catch fire.
"Yeah?" he asks fondly.
You break the hug quicker than he'd like and bend at the waist. Laughing unsurely, you attempt to untie your shoelaces, wobbling like a cardboard house in a hurricane. Eddie catches onto your shoulders to hold you up, but you can't last.
You make a strange sound, indignation and admission at once, and put your hands behind you to sit down. You go down hard enough to make the kitchenette shake, trailer walls not especially durable.
"Shit, are you okay?" he asks, kneeling down in front of you.
You blink at him glassily. "Will you take my shoes off, please?"
yearning for soft moments like this fr
𝐒𝐚𝐟𝐞 𝐖𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐘𝐨𝐮
Here's a little oneshot for you, lovelies! I hope you enjoy 🖤
𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠 | Eddie Munson x female reader (no physical descriptions, though)
𝐬𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲 | Based on this request: could i request maybe eddie brings reader to a deal but wants her to stay in the van so she’s safe but the people he’s dealing to see her because she walked out to tell eddie something and it doesn’t go so well. and after the situation eddie and her argue but eddie’s upset and just what’s to protect her 🥺 but ofc it ends well🫡
- I hope you like it, dear!🖤
𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐞𝐱𝐩𝐞𝐜𝐭 | fights turning into love confessions, angst with a happy ending, friends to lovers
𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭 | 3k
𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 | angst with a happy ending, attempted (sexual) assault
𝐈𝐟 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐞𝐧𝐣𝐨𝐲 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲, 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐫𝐞𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐠𝐬 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐚𝐠𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐜𝐢𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐝🖤
You can barely make out your surroundings, the little dirt path leading you deeper into the woods, in the darkness between the trees as you slowly draw closer – the moon and stars have vanished behind the clouds as if they’ve gone into hiding, and the taste of a summer storm already laces the stuffy air.
In all these years of being Eddie Munson’s friend, there’s been one simple rule when it comes to him meeting his customers for a drug deal:
Stay in the car.
how many times shall i say it? dunno, but here’s one more!
GIGGLING AND KICKING MY FEET AAAAAAAAAAAAAA
“is that too camp?” fndjndndnd
HEHEHEHEHEHEHHEE
The first time Eddie calls Wayne ‘Dad’ he’s three years old. He’s been staying at Wayne’s for a few days now; dropped off by his parents without warning and with the vague promise that they’d be back for him soon, already screaming at each other before they’re back in the car and speeding off out of sight. Wayne doesn’t even have a change of clothes for him, doesn’t have any toys or books or much of an idea how to take care of a toddler. Luckily the kid seems happy enough getting into every nook and cranny of the trailer, and toddling around watching Wayne clean up in Eddie’s wake like a particularly rambunctious shadow.
Right now he’s sat on the kitchen floor, one of Wayne’s baseball caps hanging off his tiny head, bashing happily at the array of pots and pans he’s dragged out of the cupboards. It’s one hell of a racket, but after three days of this either Wayne’s headache can’t get any worse or he’s starting to get used to Hurricane Eddie. Besides, it’s good to see the boy having fun, unbothered by whatever chaos has been going on at home.
The crashing comes to a sudden stop, silence ringing through the trailer, and Wayne looks over to see Eddie swaying in place, blinking like he’s having a hard time keeping his eyes open. The boy’s like a puppy, Wayne’s learning. Either he’s bouncing off the walls or he’s asleep, not a whole lot of in-between.
“You tired, kid?”
“No,” says Eddie, even as his head droops and a yawn near bigger than he is shakes its way through him.
“Uh-huh. Come on, Charlie Watts; let’s get you to bed.”
Eddie lets Wayne scoop him up into his arms with only a half-hearted whinge in response. He doesn’t even have the energy to fight off Wayne’s attempts to brush his teeth and scrub away the grime Eddie somehow manages to accumulate over the course of a day, already drifting off against Wayne’s shoulder as he carries Eddie down the hall and tucks him into bed.
“Night, Eddie.”
“Goodnight, Dad,” Eddie murmurs as Wayne’s about to turn off the light.
He freezes in place. The hell’s he supposed to say to that? Your dad’s not here, kid; God only knows when he’s coming back? There’s no need to upset the boy. But there’ll be hell to pay if Wayne’s brother comes back for Eddie only to find out he’s taken to calling Wayne 'Dad’ instead.
Luckily for Wayne, Eddie’s fast asleep before he can figure out what to say for the best.
He presses a kiss to Eddie’s mop of curls, and closes the door behind him.
STOP I’M
IT’S 9 AM PLEAAASE
No Distance Left to Run | S.R
Series Summary - Truth or Dare? A harmless teenage game gone wrong when spoken by the man holding you hostage. And when you’re feelings for your best friend come to light after fifteen years, how will you and Spencer cope in the aftermath?
A/N - rewrite of the Jeid confession with reader. Lots of details of JJ and Spencer’s past have been rewritten. Present day is 2020 to keep in line with canon. Spencer met Max much earlier on. Thank you to the lovely @pinkiceee-prose for reading this through for me and coming along for this journey 🖤
Pairing - Spencer Reid / BAU Fem! Reader
Category - friends to lovers | mutual pining | angst with happy ending | smut minors DNI
General Series Warnings - smut, mutual pining, canon compliant violence, abusive relationship, cheating. Each chapter will have its own warnings.
Coming Soon
Part One - Truth Or Dare?
Part Two - Never Have I Ever
Part Three - Hide and Seek
Part Four - Dominoes
Part Five - Red Light, Green Light
Very small snippet under the cut.
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The Hat Shop Girl - Masterlist
Inexperienced!Ralph Penbury X Fem!Reader/AFAB!Reader
Summary: You were working as a clerk in a hat shop when Ralph Penbury walked into your life. Nothing was ever the same.
Tags: meet-cute, eventual smut, slow build, angst with a happy ending, class differences, fantasizing, implied/referenced drug use, non-consensual touching, sexual inexperience, first kiss, kissing, first French kiss, neck kissing, sexual education, angst, emotional hurt, handjob, vaginal fingering, nipple play, vaginal sex, PIV sex, first time, blow job, cream pie, fluff and smut, anal play, rimming, cunnilingus
Warnings: 18+ and over only please. Eventual smutty smut - NOT for children! Non-consensual touching, implied/referenced drug use.
PLEASE DO NOT POST MY WORK TO ANY OTHER SITE. MY WORK IS MINE. PLEASE AND THANK YOU.
Chapter 1: The Boy with the Sunshine Smile
Chapter 2: The Whirlwind Twins
Chapter 3: Getting to Know You
Chapter 7: The Flower Shop Girl
i want to say that this was an extremely high contender for best fics i’ve ever read
the ups the downs the twists oh my lord it was almost a literal rollercoaster!
i haven’t even SEEN this movie and i’m absolutely obsessed with this lil twink who could rail me into next week if he so pleased
tysm for sharing this work of art
Hey @beeblisss … *bottom lip wibble *
THANK YOU FOR THISSSS!!!
I’ve had a smile on my face all damn day. 🥹🥹🥹
sending u sm love you deserve it