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hi i ly and hope you’re doing okay :)) ✨✨

hiiii ily too!! omg! i just saw this!!! i’m doing okay, not getting much sleep but i’m really really happy with my boy and where i’m living and i’m hoping work will improve!!!! i want to get back into writing so bad but inspiration is so hard to find 

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When I started this blog, I was really lonely. I didn’t have a job, a significant other, I was so depressed, and I couldn’t see a good future for myself outside of living in my parents’ house. In a year so much has changed. I want to write, but work and family and friendships are taking my creativity and I feel as if I have nothing to offer except for maybe once or twice a month. So I will be keeping this blog, mostly to reblog and interact with others, and I will continue to write every so often when the inspiration strikes. But life got busy and I’m sorry I can’t keep this blog up the way I was able to last year. I love you all and I’m so grateful for this little community of followers and mutuals. When I have time I will go through and come up with the best way to still be on here, but for now let’s just call it kinda here kinda not. Ty 🥺💕

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haitus

hey y’all, so I’m gonna be honest... i’ve lost most of my creative inspiration due to work, moving, etc. which is fine. it happens. i will be taking a hiatus until april 1st, when i hope i can have something up and start posting regularly again. thank you for being so patient with me as life gets in the way of my ability to sit at a computer and write like i want to. i love all of you ❤️

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shouldn’t have anything to do tomorrow, so if all goes well and i finish my taxes like i need to i can get something up!! i’m so sorry i’ve been so absent and a hiatus may be in order for said absence :( 

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hi! my tumblr has been playing up and i was wondering if you got my hotchner!reader thingy? no problem if you don’t wanna write it though :)

I haven’t gotten anything in the past few days!! I’m sorry I’ve been super busy with work and this snowstorm and then with boy so I haven’t had a lot of time to write ☹️

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ahhh that’s so cool!! i’m doing really well 👉🏻👈🏻 - 🍒

I’m so glad!! 💕💕💕💕

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It’s been a bit chaotic with boy and work this week but I’m going to try to have something up next week!!! :)

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hi!! how are you?- 🍒

Ahh hiiii! I’m really good rn! I moved recently and I may have a boyfriend who’s really sweet and nice and work is going p well too but there’s a snowstorm and it’s really hard to get anywhere which sucks. How are you??!

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... I think I have a boyfriend????

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I went on a date last night with a guy I wasn’t thinking I would give a chance and it was amazing and we baked cookies and listened to records and then ✨ ya know ✨ FOUR TIMES and then he fell asleep holding me and he had to get up for work and told me I could stay but then CALLED ME on my way home and his drive to work and was telling me that he likes me a lot and wanted to make sure I got home safe and I 🥺🥺🥺 if this one doesn’t work out I may just fly into the sunset because he is so cute and sweet!!!

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To that anon that sounds a lot like @ssebstann dancing own my own, but I can only find it on her wattpad and not on her tumblr (hope this can help in some way)

Thank you!!! 

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the fic that anon was looking for is dancing on my own by sebstan i think!

Thank you!!!! 💕

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Sleepy tom hits different😪

#sleepy baby #I love him

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can you help me find a fic? it’s a teen evans fic where chris was a single dad but remarried and had 2 more kids, and his first born(reader) is slowly forgotten, and he forgets her 16th birthday to take his new wife and two kids out and he doesn’t realize he forgot it until scarlett says something about when they’re on set a few weeks later

This sounds familiar but I’m really not sure, any of my followers know?!!

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i promise

Summary: A rough case sends an injured, exhausted Spencer right back to you. 

Pairing: Spencer Reid x female reader

Title inspiration: I Promise by Radiohead

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On the way home. Arriving midnight. Love you. You sighed at the short, almost unfamiliar language that Spencer was using. He always used exclamation points and smiley faces, no matter how tired he was. So something must have happened. 

I’ll be here. Love you too!! You replied back just as quickly. You put your phone down and took a look around Spencer’s apartment. You had always taken care of it when he was gone, starting from the time when you were just the college student down the hall up until you moved in with him three months ago to occupy the other side of the bed. It just worried you that in all the time you’d been dating, two years of it, he had never texted you like that. And, not that it mattered, he usually called you to tell you the details of the case before his plane even touched the ground. 

You finished up your work for the day and made some food, making sure to make extra for when Spencer came home. And then you went around and watered his numerous plants, cleaned up some dirt that had fallen to the ground, and you waited. You tried to pass the time but found yourself checking his flight path every few minutes until you fell asleep on the couch. You opened your eyes and sat up at the familiar sound of Spencer’s key in the door, unsure if you should pretend you were asleep or not. You chose to take the former route, only opening one eye as you heard Spencer entering the apartment. He put his bag down by the door, wincing at his chest. You quickly shut your eye again as he walked over toward you, and feeling his presence for the first time in a week, you relaxed. He rubbed a thumb against your cheek, then leaned down to kiss you in the same spot. You only opened your eye again when you realized that he was going into the bathroom. 

“Ow,” he murmured to himself, not even bothering to shut the door. He pulled his shirt off and you could see a gigantic bruise on his abdomen, a galaxy of pink and purple and bright red in certain spots. You swore you saw a little bit of blood on his knuckles, too, but you decided to wait before calling him out on it. You eventually just got up when you heard the water running in the sink. 

“You gonna tell me what happened?” You asked, leaning against the doorway. He didn’t seem to notice you until you spoke. 

“Sorry, princess, I thought you were asleep,” he said in a voice that was nowhere near as perky as it usually was. 

“So you’re not going to answer my question?” 

“It’s... It’s not as bad as it looks, I promise.” You walked out of the room and went to go get ice, coming back in just a minute. He was washing blood off his hands. 

“Are you going to tell me why, though? Did you get into a fight or something?” 

“Not exactly.” You handed him the ice and he pressed it against his chest, a full chill going down his spine as he did. “I, um... We got there just in time for another victim. I was... I was holding a guy back so the paramedics could get to his girlfriend,” he admitted softly. “And he was kinda big.”

“What’s with the blood?” 

“He’d been shot. It was... one of the worst things I’ve ever seen. In all my years of doing this, I’ve never seen anyone that upset.” You looked at Spencer in the light of the bathroom and noticed that there were tears staining his cheeks, bags under his eyes from not sleeping on the way back. 

“Did she survive?” You already knew the answer from his eyes, before he even shook his head. “I’m sorry, Spence.” Instead of answering you, he trudged over to the shower and turned the water on. You muttered that you were going to bed and didn’t get a response. 

It wasn’t often that something was bad enough to make him switch off like this. The first time you’d seen him so badly was the night he lost Emily. It had only happened in one or two tragic cases since then, but he always seemed to find a way to get past it. Something told you that this would stick with him for a very long time. 

“I made you some extra pasta in case you’re hungry,” you said to him as he exited the bathroom. 

“I’m fine,” he mumbled. 

“Do you want me to sleep on the couch? You know. If you need your space.” 

“No, I want you to stay.” You watched as he pulled a pair of his pajamas on and climbed into bed next to you. He extended one of his arms out above your head and you turned around, laying your head in his side. He moved until his arm was fully around you, holding you close to him like a stuffed animal. His hand found your hair and started swirling it around his long, bruised fingers. 

“Today was really hard,” he murmured. “I see this kind of stuff all the time, but just thinking that it could’ve been you and me because it’s happened before, you know, I watched my girlfriend get shot right in front of me. And she was barely even my girlfriend. If something happened to you, I don’t know what I would do.” You sat up, looking down at your boyfriend, and put a hand in his damp hair. 

“Spence, nothing’s gonna happen to me. I know that. I know that everything’s gonna be fine because I have you and you won’t let anything happen to me.”

“I think I would rather die than anything happen to you,” he said into the darkness of the studio apartment. You laid back down, wrapping yourself in the covers and his arms, and tried to pretend that you didn’t feel tears slipping down from his face to your hair. You just let him cry. He needed to. He needed to let everything out with you there. 

“I love you,” you murmured a few minutes later. 

“I love you, too. So much.” You felt him squeeze you in his arms and then he went limp. He was asleep. 

A/N: I’m sorry this is so short omg! But I just love this and Spencer!! 

#spencer reid fluff #spencer reid x female!reader #spencer reid x reader #criminal minds

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what about spencer coming home from a case and he just needs cuddles from the reader?

posting this soon!! :) 

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TOM HOLLAND ph. Robbie Fimmano, Esquire