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Big Sister | Adonis Creed

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A/N: So I was kinda bored and I was rewatching both Creed films and fell in love with the way Michael B Jordan portrays Adonis, especially in the second movie, so I made this imagine. Primarily based off of that scene where Rocky basically pleads Adonis not to fight Viktor, Ivan Drago’s son.

Warnings: angst between brother and sister

You were aware of the news circling around that Viktor Drago wanted to fight Donnie and frankly, you thought it was bullshit. This was the son of the infamous Ivan Drago, the one who killed Apollo Creed, also known as your father.

You were the first-born of the boxing champion, and Adonis was the second but whilst you had the chance to meet him and know your father, your little brother didn’t share that same opportunity. He died in the ring before Adonis was born and it gave you a responsibility over him, especially with how much he always used to get in trouble.

You and Adonis were separated once you reached your teenage years, you took your father’s last name but your brother took your mother’s. No one could know that you were related but after the fight with Conlan, he sought you out and it was known to the world that he was a Creed before anything else.

He was a fighter and had the heart of a champion but deep down, you always knew that one day it could be the death of him. Your mother was there that night when your father got into the ring with Ivan Drago and she always used to say how there was a faint memory of “your father going down but never getting back up.”

Consecutive banging on your door awoke you from where you had fell asleep on the couch, the TV still playing in the background, you switched it off and slowly got up, rubbing your eyes as you opened the front door to see Adonis standing before you.

“What’s up Donnie?” You said tiredly, but he had a completely straight face, something was obviously about to go down. “We gotta talk.” You nodded your head and turned back to your shoes, “let’s take a walk, I need some fresh air anyway.”

Shutting the door behind you, Adonis followed as you walked down the steps. “I talked to Ma today, she said that you better be on your best behavior, kinda reminds me of when we were kids, it’s funny but it’s stupid too.” You chuckled and shook your head at yourself.

“I gotta take the fight.” Your face dropped as you shut your eyes for a moment, sighing deeply. You could feel Adonis’ eyes on the back of your head, he always valued your opinions the most and you could tell he came to you first with the hopeful look in his eyes.

You turned around and met them, “have you talked to Rock about it?” He simply shook his head and kept his mouth closed, “you know why? Because you know exactly what’s he’s going to say Donnie.”

You sighed again and dropped your head to the floor, small flashbacks of the fight that you’ve replayed on YouTube a billion times played over and over again in your mind, “why?” You questioned lowly, looking back up to your brother.

“These dudes killed Pops, now they parading around and talking shit? We can’t let that slide.” You knew he was right partly but you couldn’t bear the thought of losing another part of your family, the effect it would have on you would be emptying but the effect it would have on your mother would be soul-crushing.

“You call me a champ right?”

“Yeah.” You responded quietly.

“So I ain’t got a choice.”

You scoffed, “choice? You know that’s the same thing Pops said when he died in the ring that night.” You noticed Adonis’ change in expression even though he desperately tried to cover it up with the hard exterior.

“Look what his choice put Ma through, do you really want to do that to her again?”

“I thought you’d get it,” You flinched back at his sudden response, this was slowly turning to an argument and you really didn’t want it to.

“If I don’t take this fight, I got to live with it right now.” You stepped closer to him and put your finger on his chest, “Viktor was raised in hate, okay? You weren’t. Don’t do it.”

He took a step back this time, your hand falling back to your side. “Rocky did.” You sighed again and shut your eyes, opening them only a few moments later. “That was different Donnie.”

“It was different?”

“It was a whole lot different.” You spoke, raising your voice slightly. As a big sister to Adonis, you had a responsibility to make sure he didn’t make any stupid decisions and this was one of them.

You walked past him to the bottom of the stairs, your shoulder brushing his slightly.

“Rocky was supposed to be in there with Drago that night, and not Pops. And now he has to live with that. How do you expect him to live with it if you die, Donnie? How do you expect all of us to do that?!”

You walked towards him again and lowered your voice this time, hopefully he’d listen. “It’s not worth it.” You walked around him back to where you were standing before, “why do you want to fight?”

“Whatchu talking about? I just told you why.”

“No you didn’t Donnie. Why do you want to fight? I get why they want to fight you, I know what they’re fighting for, what about you?” Adonis opened his mouth to speak as he met your eyes but no words left his lips, so he looked away.

“Listen to me, you’ve got everything to lose! He’s got nothing to lose and when a fighter has got nothing to lose, he’s dangerous!”

“I’m dangerous!” Adonis proclaimed, taking a small step back from you. You sighed as a defeated look came over your face and a confused one came over your brother’s. Suddenly, there was a hurtful look in his eyes as he kept watching you.

“You think imma lose.”

“I ain’t say that.” You had hope in your brother but Viktor was taller, heavier, bulkier, he was a machine and Donnie was a man of faith. And sometimes, faith got people hurt.

“You didn’t need to say nothing, Y/N/N. I know that look on your face. You don’t think I can beat him.” You looked away from Adonis’ stare, worried he’d see right through you and what you were thinking. “What is it that you used to say? ‘Some things may change in the process, but we always start and end with family.’ Right?”

“Right.” You repeated, looking back into his eyes as he took another step back in disbelief.

“So when I need my family, when I want to defend my family, when I want to fix my family, my family won’t even back me up!” You blinked back the tears that were threatening to spill on to your cheeks as Adonis glared at you angrily, his hands made into fists.

There was a moment of silence between you both before Adonis spoke up again. “Listen, I’m taking this fight with or without you.”

You had the same defeated look in your eyes which caused Adonis to shake his head in disagreement, he needed his big sister there with him. He pleaded with his eyes but you didn’t have it in you to back him up, “it’s gotta be without. I’m sorry.”

You walked around him to the bottom of the steps as he turned around, looking at you disappointingly, his eyes welling with tears. “So that’s it sis? You walking out on me?”

You didn’t reply and refused to meet him, taking a few steps up towards your house. “At least you don’t have to pretend to protect me now.” He spoke coldly and as much as you wanted to fight back, you didn’t. You mumbled a small ‘yeah’ and opened the front door, shutting it after you and leaving a very broken brother behind.

#adonis #adonis creed #adonis creed x reader #creed #rocky balboa #angst imagine

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Damn | Derek Morgan

*I do not own this GIF nor do I take any credit for it!*

A/N: Kinda liked this one :)

Warnings: none? 

Word Count: 352 (3 minutes average)

The BAU team were working on a case to do with lifeguard towers in California, two teenagers had discovered two bodies, one wrapped in plastic and one left discarded on the floor. You were leaned over the desk, working with Spencer on the geographical profile, the team and Agent Parker sat around the table as food was scattered over it.

“The murders started nearly two months ago,” Rossi started, everyone else going through the case files repeatedly. “But the time in between kills has accelerated over the past week, why?” You and the brown-haired genius remained focused on the geographical aspect as Emily replied.

“Well, if the unsub suffered a loss, we could be looking for someone who was fired back then and struggling to pay his bills now.”You grabbed the marker from Spencer’s hand as you realised something, the genius mumbling a small ‘hey!’

“Or divorcees currently undergoing custody hearings.” You looked at Spencer as he looked at you, nodding his head in agreement at what you had just outlined.

“He’s most likely operating in one of the coastal cities, the victims were all staying in the metropolitan area but their bodies were found near the ocean.” You said in a blizzard of words, looking up at the team who were looking back at you.

You looked back down at the map to see if you’d missed anything when Agent Parker spoke up besides you, “do you know how big the California coastline is?” You resisted the urge to roll your eyes and looked up at him,

“840 miles.” You answered quickly and continued on but it didn’t go past you when Derek mumbled a small ‘damn’ under his breath, JJ chuckling besides him. You tried to stop your cheeks from getting warm and distracted yourself, looking at Rossi and anyone else.

“Fortunately, based on the unsub’s comfort zone, we can narrow down the area between Santa Monica and Redondo Beach.” You swallowed after finishing, looking to Hotch who was already tapping away on his phone screen as you tried to refuse in meeting the flirtatious eyes of one Derek Morgan.

#derek morgan #derek morgan imagines #derek morgan imagine #derek morgan x reader #derek morgan x you #criminal minds imagine #Criminal Minds #imagine #imagines #fluff #fluff imagine

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Rumours Galore | Liam Dunbar

*I made this GIF so please give credit if you use it!*

A/N: Liam’s adorable. That’s it. That’s the reasoning behind this. (Set in Season 6)

You took a seat at the back, positioning yourself next to Natalie who was getting on with some notes. You noticed the shift in atmosphere almost suddenly when Mason and Liam had walked in, rolling your eyes at how ridiculous everyone was being.

There were a few rumours around that Liam was a werewolf and to be honest, it hadn’t fazed you or changed your opinion on the boy in the slightest. Just because he was different from the rest didn’t mean he had to be treated any differently from the rest, that’s what you had been telling everyone but they just looked at you weirdly and walked off.

You tapped your pen against the paper as you waited for Mrs Finch to start the lesson, her first choice of words directed at Liam. “Is there a problem, Liam?” Everyone simmered down in their conversations as you focused your eyes on him in boredom, it was always fun when the teacher poked fun around at the students.

When it wasn’t you as the student, obviously.

“Um, no. Not with me.” You chuckled and looked back at your notebook, seeing Natalie stare at the blue-eyed boy as well as every other mainstream kid in the room. He got that right.

“Who will let Liam join their group?” An eerily silence fell upon the students as they all noticed Corey’s and Mason’s arms raise high in the air but Mrs Finch was quick to dismiss them, “someone other than you two.”

You sat, watching amusingly at the awkward situation enravelling itself in front of you. Well, your only way out of an awkward situation was laughing about it.

Liam looked around as everyone kept their gazes low and their silence deafening but you couldn’t help the twinge in your heart when he looked so defeated. He sighed noticeably, looking ahead at Mrs Finch and practically begging her to just get on with the lesson.

“You all have one minute for someone to volunteer or the whole class fails the day’s lab.” Murmurs began amongst the students as Natalie’s voice grabbed your attention from besides you, “she’s crazy. Anyone who’d want to sit next to that freak is stupid.”

You furrowed your brows and took a glance at everyone in the room as Liam turned around to talk to his friends, the students around whispering amongst themselves. You sighed when you saw no one opt for it so you raised your hand.

“I’ll sit next to him.” A small smile was on your lips as Mrs Finch met your eyes, an appreciative look on her face. “Thank you Y/N, now that’s one decent student.” You grabbed your folder and placed your backpack on your shoulder as you met Natalie’s eyes, a disgusted look in them.

You shrugged her off and walked over to Liam’s desk, seating yourself next to him. “Hi.” You sent him a smile as you opened your folder to the present date as Mrs Finch walked over to the board and erased her previous class’ notes.

“T-Thank you.” You met Liam’s eyes as he had his head turned to you, a thankful smile on his lips. “It’s okay.” You nodded your head and looked back ahead, hearing Mason and Corey quietly celebrate behind you.

“Also,” Your sudden pace in conversation had Liam’s head turn again as he waited for you to continue, “if these rumours or whatever turn out to be true, don’t let it faze you. I think werewolves are awesome and everyone else is just beyond pathetic.”

The blue-eyed boy chuckled with you as he opened his notebook and clicked his pen, nodding his head. “Noted.” You hadn’t seemed to have noticed when Liam shifted a little closer to you, smiling because he felt sort of human again.

Thankful that someone didn’t view him differently aside from his own friends. And man, did he think you were beautiful as hell.

#liam dunbar #liam dunbar imagine #liam dunbar x reader #teen wolf imagine #teen wolf #tw imagine #tw x reader #fluff imagine #fluff #imagines

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Banned Love | Theo Raeken

A/N: I watched Teen Wolf and I’m up to like the end of Season 5 AND I KNOW I’M SUPPOSED TO HATE THEO BUT I JUST CAN’T LIKE HE’S TOO ADORABLE. AND GORGEOUS.

Warnings: little bit of pain?

As Liam and Scott followed the Beast, otherwise now known as Mason, you looked around the room exasperatedly when a figure on the floor caught your attention. Theo clutched his stomach, his eyes darted to the floor as he continuously took heavy breaths.

You felt an unexpected twinge in your heart as you saw him in clear pain, turning back to see the other two boys already outside with Argent and Gerrard and two Dread Doctors lying lifeless on the ground. You sighed, closing your eyes and wishing that Theo wouldn’t make you regret this later.

You rushed over to him and grabbed his arm that wasn’t wrapped over his torso over your shoulder, picking him up from off the ground. “Come on.” You groaned, struggling to lift him up but managing it somehow.

Theo’s head draped just off your shoulder as he let you take control of where you were both going, his pain questionably and suddenly easing. He felt another hand squeeze his as you groaned in agony, upon quickly realising that you were taking his pain, he muttered a loud enough ‘stop’.

But you continued.

His pain coursed through your body and as different parts of your body begun aching at once, you sighed in relief as you kicked open the door with your foot to Theo’s tunnel. With all the energy you had left, you carefully let him down with his back to the wall.

Your head dropped as you massaged your hand, this had been the first time you’d ever done anything like that and all the experience you went off of was seeing Scott do it once in the hospital. You felt a hand on the side of your face and as you lifted your head to meet his eyes, you noticed the tears forming in them.

Your eyebrows furrowed as you begun to panic, looking over him and at his injury to make sure it hadn’t gotten worse. “Y/N.” You ignored his whisper and continued to do what you were doing in the first place, “Y/N.”

“Did I do something? Theo, did I hurt you more? I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have done it, I just wanted to make you feel-”

Theo pinned his finger underneath your chin, forcing you to meet his eyes. The swirls of emotion you felt right in that moment where both of your eyes met again made your heart skip a beat yet upon noticing Theo’s little smirk on his lips, despite how he had lost a whole lot of blood, you knew that he had realised it too.

Before you even had the chance to ponder about it further, you felt his lips on yours. Your eyes fluttered shut as the feeling of your lips connected to his shook a swirling feeling in your body, something you didn’t realise even werewolves could feel. Theo’s mouth was undeniably warm, the caress of his lips were softer than you could’ve ever imagined.

As you pulled away slowly, you felt his presence dangerously close to you, so close that if Scott or anyone had seen you, a whole lecture was coming your way fast. Your eyes slowly opened as did his, your hand had seemingly found it’s way to Theo’s chest.

You both looked down at the same time to it and just as you were about to pull it away, you watched as he took a hold of it in his own. “Why?” Your eyes glanced up to Theo’s face, his eyes glancing up to yours only a few moments later.

“Why what?” You whispered back.

“Why did you turn back for me?” He let out exhaustedly and squeezed your hand tighter, an ache radiating off the wound on his stomach, but he didn’t squeeze your hand enough to hurt you. He’d never do anything to hurt you, but he was never planning on actually admitting that out loud anytime soon.

“Because I know you’d do it if it was me, right?”

“Damn right.” He replied almost instantly after you finished your sentence. You smiled warmly at him as he pulled you back in for another kiss, pulling your hair behind your ear.

#teen wolf #theo raeken #theo raeken x reader #theo raeken x y/n #fluff imagine #angst imagine

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Envy Pt. 2 | Derek Morgan

*I do not own this GIF nor do I take any credit for it!*

Summary: Alongside a few other agents, you ask a couple of questions around the local area to help with understanding the case when one local makes a comment, jealousy kicking in.

Part 1 | Part 2

A/N: Riiiight, so this is part 2 to Envy, I hope you guys like it and I did try to make this as fluffy as I can but there might be a slight angst undertone to it :)

Warnings: slight tension, hidden feelings, jealous reader, slow build-up, fluff

Walking alongside Reid, you both made your way inside of the police station with the rest of the team following close by. That morning, an anonymous tip came in where someone was claiming they knew who the unsub was and after a little background research, Garcia found ties to him for equipment purchased used to torture the three girls and fortunately the team had gotten to him just in time to make sure it didn’t get to four.

JJ had released a public statement to the press and the locals that the unsub was in custody and the curfew for the families put in place was officially lifted. You were gathering your stuff together for the flight back to Quantico when Benning knocked on the door, leaning on the frame. 

You looked up and mustered a small smile, extending your hand out. “Congratulations, it was lovely working with you and your department.” She took your hand and nodded, a small smile on her lips too. “I feel the same way.” 

Smiling, you thanked her wordlessly and spoke again, “About today, I wanted to apologise if my behaviour seemed out of line. I let my emotions get the better of me.” You spoke sincerely and she shook her head, “No honestly, it’s alright.” 

You nodded softly and replied with a thank you, placing the papers into your bag and pulling it up on to your shoulder. You walked around the desk and nearly out of the door when her voice spoke up again, “Agent,” 

You stopped at the door and turned your head to face her, “He really likes you. Give him a chance to explain.” You peered over to Derek who was stood quietly, waiting for everyone to finish up. A wave of sadness pulled over you, seeing him so reserved and silent which was not like him at all. “Go for it before it’s too late.” 

You scrunched your nose in nervousness, something you did often. Looking back at the superintendent, you smiled tiredly as you shared a final handshake. “See you later.” She nodded towards you and watched you as you walked over to the team, telling them they were ready to go. 

On the plane, everyone took their selected spots but before Derek had the chance to sit down, you took his hand gently, “can we talk?” He stood up straight again and mumbled a small ‘yeah’. Your heart was racing inside your chest as he followed you to the front of the plane where the curtains were drawn together. 

The entire team looked around to each other in uncertainty, worried about the chances of a fight or an argument breaking out, Spencer motioned with his hand to Emily, silently asking if someone should listen in. “They’ll be fine.” Emily spoke softly, a small smile on her face as she looked back down to the case file, already writing the report up in her head. 

There was a safe distance between you and Derek as you sighed, meeting his worn out eyes. The sparkle in them was dimmed out and all you wanted was to see it again, see the light in his eyes that you always find yourself get lost in. 

“I can explain.” He spoke with integrity in his voice, pleading that you’d hear him out entirely. You looked down to the floor, feeling more guilty than looking for an answer because above everything, Derek was your best friend and at the end of the day, you were just being jealous.

So why the hell did it feel like way more than that?

Derek took your silence as a ‘yes’ and swallowed the lump in his throat, there was an emptiness he was feeling inside because you were so far away even when you were stood so close.

“Listen I understand if you don’t want to say anything and just remain as civil adults but baby, you’ve got to tell me what happened. Please. I know that this case was rough, but I know for a fact that it wasn’t the only reason why you were being the way you were today.”

On the surface, you wanted to disagree. You wanted to say that the case was the only reason you were acting up but deep down, it wasn’t. It wasn’t why you were so cold to Derek in particular or why you shut down his every opportunity to talk to you or even how you went to great lengths to avoid him at all costs.

“You were um being really uh,” You stuttered over your words, sighing in defeat when you couldn’t even form a proper sentence out loud yet there were so many things you wanted to tell him that were wandering in your mind.

“For God’s sake.” You mumbled to yourself in frustration, fidgeting with your fingers in order to collect your thoughts running riot. You didn’t notice that Derek had taken a step closer to you, his hands resisting the urge to just take you in his arms and tell you it was alright.

“I’m an idiot and I know that um I can’t, well shouldn’t get so close to people I’m not allowed to have a relationship with um,” You took Derek’s hand into your own, also something that you did often whenever there was a build up of stress or nervousness with you.

Holding Derek’s hand always calmed you down, knowing that he was there and he was going to be there for a long time eased you in a sense that it was never the same with anyone else. He looked down where you held his hand and couldn’t stop the subtle smile forming on his lips, God he loved you.

“Y/N, what are you trying to say?”

“That’s the thing you know? Like I know what I want to say but I don’t know if I can.” Your last couple of words turning to a whisper, hoping that the other agents on the other side of the curtain weren’t listening in.

“It’s alright, I’m the only one here. Whatever you say stays between us okay?” You nodded, tears forming in your eyes as you tried to blink them back, a sniffle coming from your nose. “I like you Derek. Like really like you. Really really really-”

Before you could finish your sentence, Derek pulled you in to him and you sighed exhaustingly, nuzzling into his chest. In his embrace, the world stopped still on it’s axis. There was no time, no wind, no rain. Your mind felt at peace. You felt his body press in, soft and warm. Instantly, you knew that this was the love you’d waited for, prayed for. Inwardly thanking God, Derek hugged you a little tighter, never wanting to let go.

“I’m sorry, I’m so sorry.” You mumbled out in quiet cries, repeating the two words over and over. “Look at me sweetheart look at me.” Derek pulled you away from the embrace but still held you close, both of you meeting each other’s eyes. You noticed how the light in his eyes had returned.

“Never be sorry for what you feel towards someone because by the end of it all, all that matters is if that someone reciprocates your feelings or not. Outside opinions don’t matter.” He spoke with a confident tone, knowing full well to him and to you that his words were nothing but honest.

“I may not be as smart as the Boy Wonder out there but one thing for sure, you are the best thing to have ever happened to me. I need you in my life because I love you. And for as long as I live, I will always be here for you.”

(also if you understand that Boy Wonder reference, just know you deserve everything in life.)

You stood on your tippy toes, using his chest to balance yourself and before you knew it, he was kissing you and the world felt like it was falling away. It was slow and soft, comforting in ways that words would never be. His hand rested below your ear, his thumb caressing your cheek as the movement of your lips continued. Running your hand down his chest, you pulled his shirt towards you until there was no space left between you both.

The kiss was Derek’s salvation and his torment. He lived for them and he would die with the memory of them on his lips. He dedicated his life to being with you from the moment he set his eyes on you, for that he knew if he lost you, he would lose himself. You were the half that made him whole.

#fluff #criminal minds #criminal minds imagine #imagine #derek morgan #derek morgan x you #derek morgan x reader #derek morgan imagine #derek morgan imagines #spencer reid imagine #spencer reid imagines #emily prentiss #jennifer jareau #david rossi #aaron hotchner #hotch

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Envy Pt. 1 | Derek Morgan

*I do not own this GIF nor do I take any credit for it!*

Summary: Alongside a few other agents, you ask a couple of questions around the local area to help with understanding the case when one local makes a comment, jealousy kicking in.

Part 1 | Part 2 

A/N: Writing another imagine for my cute little baby, Derek sad makes me sad I don’t care. Hope you enjoy it! (also, completely made up the name of the superintendent.)

Warnings: jealousy, slight tension, mentions of murder and cases, not really any fluff :(

Disclaimer: this imagine is super long so bear with me. I couldn’t do a word count cause my laptop’s broken so I’m writing everything off my phone right now!

“Y/L/N, Morgan and Prentiss, you can head round the local neighbourhood and see if anyone saw or heard anything last night around the time of the murder.” Hotch spoke firmly, looking around to the three of you.

You all nodded in unison, looking towards Superintendent Benning who spoke up. “I thought we had ruled out the possibility of witnesses.”

You placed your hands in your pockets, replying to her. “It’s a quiet place Ma’am, the people are afraid and so no one speaks up because no one wants to. Yet we can’t rule out the possibility of someone hearing or seeing anything out of the blue whether it be before or after the crime itself.”

She nodded in your direction and grabbed her keys from the desk behind, “I’ll go with you, it’s easier if you have someone who knows the place well.” You all wordlessly agreed and made your way outside of the police department quickly.

“Maybe even someone who kept their head down or looked like he was in his own personal bubble.” The lady in front of you chewed her gum as she listened to the questions we were hoping she would have somewhat of an answer for.

“Nah, see everyone around here like that. I didn’t see a thang.” You clenched your jaw in frustration and looked down at your feet, this was the thirteenth person you’d saw who claimed they didn’t have a clue about what had happened.

“Y’all together or somethin’?”

You picked your head up and saw that the woman was pointing to Benning and Morgan, signifying her words were to them. You knew not to make it personal but you couldn’t help the sudden pang of jealousy wave over you when Derek nodded towards Benning, a cheeky smirk on his lips.

Prentiss glanced at you, being the only agent alongside Garcia who knew about your true feelings towards Derek. Garcia was the first one to find out and claimed that she ‘couldn’t keep it in’ so went to Emily and ‘spilled the beans.’

You cleared your throat and went away to another part of the area, Emily following you and motioning to Morgan and Benning to go away somewhere else (nicely, obviously TPWK.)

“You okay?” You simply nodded your head and approached another man, asking him the same questions from before only to get the same set of answers from the last bazillion. “Seriously? Nothing? This area is known for crime and all you can do is bat your eyes somewhere else knowing full well someone has taken the life of an innocent woman who had her entire life ahead of her?!”

Morgan and Benning heard the commotion and turned around to see what it was about, their eyebrows furrowing when they saw it was you. “Y/N.” Emily placed a hand on your shoulder, pulling you back. The man was visibly intimidated, strolling off somewhere else, the street resuming back to normal.

“I’m fine.” You shook Emily’s hand off your shoulder and sighed, rubbing your hand over your forehead in frustration. “I’ll see you back at the station.” The agent besides you was about to speak up but only mumbled a small ‘okay’.

Derek called after you but you just ignored him and opened the car door to the SUV, driving off without a second look. He looked over at Emily who was now stood alone with a notebook and pen in one hand and her phone in the other, punching various numbers in.

“I’ll take the men, you can take the prostitutes.” Benning nodded and walked off, they had to improvise now that they were an agent less.

You sat in the conference room, looking around to the sticky notes and photos of the women, your words towards the man earlier ringing through your head. You didn’t acknowledge anyone walking in until you saw a tall figure lean on the desk on the other side of the room.

“Why are you back here?”

“The neighbourhood was a miss, figured it would do a lot more good if I was here instead.”

Hotch knew that that wasn’t the only reason you left the neighbourhood but dropped it and just simply nodded his head, looking over to the evidence board. “You see anything?”

You stood up and walked over to the board, looking at the marks on each of the victim’s bodies. “Well, some unsubs have different levels of neurotransmitters like serotonin or dopamine than normal brains. Serotonin at the proper levels keeps people from acting aggressively when they are frustrated, so when someone’s brain has lower amounts of the chemical, the person may react impulsively and violently.”

“What are you implying?” Hotch was interested in what you were saying, tilting his head to see the board a little bit clearer. “Hotch, I think we’re dealing with a psychopath.”

He furrowed his eyebrows as you both turned your head to the door, hearing a deep familiar voice. “I agree.” You swallowed and turned back round, pretending to be busy thinking.

“Why?” Derek walked further into the room and crossed his arms over his chest, looking at you and hoping for you to turn around with that usual smile on your lips but sighed and looked down at his feet then back up at Hotch.

“Uh, psychopaths especially those who commit violent crimes, may not have brains that register fearful expressions on others’ people faces. Unsubs with antisocial personality disorder have trouble recognising faces showing fear and sadness. Um, our unsub could be on a psychotic break and the way he killed these victims was quick, he didn’t spend any time with them.”

Hotch noticed the slight tension in the room between both of his agents but grabbed his cell from his pocket, dialling Garcia’s number. “Garcia. Narrow down the list to anyone who has been released from a mental institution within the last 6 months, has cut off his medication or visited a local pharmacy to pick up any refills of carbamazepine or even SSRIs.”

There was a small pause as you looked to Hotch, the usual focused expression built up on his face. “Thanks.” He flipped his phone close and put it back into his pocket, looking back up.

“Whatever you two have going on, sort it out. We have an unsub on a psychotic break and I need everyone to be focused.” You glanced at Derek for a brief moment, his eyes already set on you. “Good job.” Hotch nodded towards the both of you before walking back out the room the way he came in, updating the rest of the team on what you were just conversing about.

“What’s going on?”

“You tell me.” You spoke almost instantly, Derek wincing at the sound of your suddenly cold voice. “Y/N/N, I only want to help.” You turned your head to him, his fingers interlaced with each other as he just looked at you with concern laced in his voice.

You glanced outside of the room when you noticed the superintendent eyeing you and Derek suspiciously, your anger returning to you as you balled your hand into a fist. The agent opposite you noticed your shift in behaviour, following your eyes to where they looked.

He furrowed his brows and looked back at you, “Y/N, what is it?”

“I don’t know Derek, fondling with the superintendent when there’s an unsub on a ‘psychotic break’ isn’t calming in any way whatsoever.” He stood up slowly, taking a few steps towards you and standing in front to block the superintendent outside from your line of sight.

“It isn’t fondling, and seriously? That’s what this is all about?” When Derek finished, it felt even more of a trivial issue than the voice in your head was making it out to be. “No it’s that we have three girls dead, an unsub on the verge of losing his entire mind and very distraught families who are looking for closure and to bury their daughters in peace.”

You scoffed and walked out of the room, every pair of eyes on you and Derek as you took a seat at one of the desk’s, bringing up Garcia to ask her if she had found anything.

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words to use instead of

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Late Nights | Luke Alvez

*I do not own this GIF nor do I take any credit for it!*

Pairing: Luke Alvez x Reader

A/N: My first Luke fic so I’m so excited to write this, inspired by a prompt and it’s cute so hope you all enjoy it!

Warnings: mentions of depression, sad thoughts, swearing (not a lot), fluff

If you are suffering from depression or a mental health problem then don’t be afraid to reach out to someone who you know you can talk to, whether it be a teacher, a friend or even someone online. Talking about yourself isn’t selfish and it’s not good if you keep it bottled in either, just know I love you and if any of you need someone to talk to then don’t be scared to reach out to me either. Below are some numbers you can call and websites you can visit if you don’t have anyone around you to support you.

Give Us A Shout: https://www.giveusashout.org/

SOS Silence of Suicide -  0300 1020 505

or visit this website to view any other options, I love you.

https://www.nhs.uk/conditions/stress-anxiety-depression/mental-health-helplines/

Prompt: “It’s okay. I couldn’t sleep anyway.” 

You don’t know what you were doing showing up at his house in the middle of the night but he was the only member of the team who knew about your mental health problems and he only did live about 20 minutes away from you. It was just meant to be a late night walk but now here you stood in front of his oak-coloured door, deciding whether or not you should even knock. 

A billion thoughts ran through your head, the pros and cons weighing each other out as you felt the cold breeze hit your body in the winter wind. You winced and hugged yourself, trying to warm yourself up. Sighing, you brought your shaky hand up to the door and knocked twice, stepping back and patiently waiting.

No response.

You knocked for a third and fourth time, hanging around for a brief moment before you saw the hallway light flick on, your heart starting to quicken it’s pace. You took a quick deep breath and hoped he wasn’t in a bad mood or even the slightest bit pissed off. 

The door creaked open when you saw him, he was dragging a top over his head when he greeted you quietly, the action of pulling a top over himself caused his words to come out in mumbles. You smiled at his messy hair and uneven drawstrings on his trousers when it hit you, your eyes widening. 

“I’m so sorry, did I wake you up?” You took a step back but he reassured you, a tired smile on his face. “It’s okay. I couldn’t sleep anyway.” You still couldn’t help the feeling of uncertainty inside and bit your tongue to resist the urge of apologising a billion times even though you could tell he hadn’t slept, there were very faint eyebags under his eyes not to mention the cup of coffee on the corner table besides the door.

Luke moved to the side, motioning for you to enter his house. You cautiously walked in as if you hadn’t been here a ton of times before.

He shut the door as you walked in to the hallway, turning back waiting for him. “C’mere.” He whispered, turning around and walking over to you with open arms.

Your shoulders slumped as his strong arms wrapped around you, the gesture showed your body, brain and soul that he was right there with you and as you melted into his embrace, you found yourself starting to calm down.

Despite the heaviness in your stomach and heart, it fluttered at the feeling of your body pressed against Luke’s. You sunk into the warmth of his side, appreciative of the simple gesture. His touch made the room warmer somehow or maybe it just made you warmer, whatever.

“How are you?” He mumbled against your head and as you were about to speak up, you felt something nuzzle itself between yours and Luke’s legs.

You chuckled and pulled away from Luke’s embrace as much as you didn’t want to, bending down to pet Roxy. “Heya girl.” You spoke childishly, her tail wagging before she left and made her way somewhere else.

Luke placed his hand on the small of your back and guided you to his room, taking your usual seat on the left side of his bed, you brought your knees up to your chin and stared into the bed sheets, your wandering thoughts piling into your head once more.

“Here,” a soft voice shook you out of your distanced mood as Luke placed some water on to the bedside table next to you. You mumbled a thank you as he made his way to the other side of the bed, plopping himself down along with his coffee mug.

“You want to talk about it?” Your eyes met Luke’s as he reached his hand out to yours, caressing it slowly. Even the very small act of kindness made you fall for him more.

The way he cared, the way he looked after you and out for you in the field, on the plane, practically anywhere he could set his eyes on you, was so pure. Garcia and Matt always teased you both about one another but unfortunately the FBI’s strict rules of no mingling with fellow co-workers was amongst the many reasons neither of you did anything in that context.

You sighed in defeat as your eyes fell to the bed sheets once more, shaking your head slowly. You missed the presence of his arms around you, his cologne enveloping you, a sense of safety washing over you like a long awaited shower after a tough day at work. “Can you just h-hold me?” You managed to croak out, Luke nodding softly and shifting from his position in order to get somewhat closer to you.

He pulled the sheets over the both of you and tugged you to move closer to the top of his bed where you rested your head on his chest as he rested his against the headboard. He wrapped his arms around you protectively as if he was shielding you from any pain, and truth be told; it’s all he’s ever wanted to do.

You could hear his heart beat drum against his chest, your hands rested on his forearms, feeling the weight on your shoulders fade away for a mere moment. As you closed your eyes, you could’ve sworn you heard something from Luke’s lips, in a small whisper as if he was muttering them.

“I love you.”

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Plane Back Home | Derek Morgan

*I do not own this GIF nor do I take any credit for it!*

Pairing: Derek Morgan x Reader

A/N: I’m so sorry for being inactive but here’s a cute little imagine I thought of so I figured I’d try to write it out, hope you enjoy! I stole Reid’s ‘genius-ey’ line from Google so.....

Warnings: mentions of smut sorta, like one swear word

You leaned yourself on the arm-rest as the rest of the team were sleeping or either in their own little bubble. You looked through the missed calls on your phone, only glancing up when you heard a deep voice opposite you.

“Must be the boyfriend.” You scoffed at his playful tone, he’d held on to that since this morning when your phone kept buzzing at random times.

“Is that jealousy I hear?” He squinted his eyes at you, thinking about his next words. “Oh angel, I could do all that and more right here.” Your cheeks began to warm up a little but you hid it well, tutting at his frisky behaviour.

“Watch yourself Morgan.”

You spoke with confidence, crossing your arms over your chest and glancing at Reid for a second, noticing the smirk on his face. You shook your head and reached down to where his legs were, pushing them off the couch and taking a seat.

Reid chuckled, picking his head up and sitting up on the couch besides you. You both looked over at Morgan who had the usual smirk on his lips.

“There are 171,476 words in the entire English dialect but none of them describe my urge to hit you both with a chair.” Derek chuckled as Spencer pouted, lifting his finger in the air as if he was about to come up with some Einstein type shit. “Well, Oxford Dictionary has 273,000 headwords; 171,476 of them being in current use, 47,156 being obsolete words and around 9,500 derivative words included as sub-entries.”

“Why do you know that?”

You turned your head to look at him, shocked and amazed at the same time. “I read a lot.” He smiled subtly, crossing his fingers together.

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Can’t Focus | Spencer Reid

*I do not own this GIF nor do I take any credit for it!*

Pairing: Spencer Reid x Reader

A/N: I deeply apologise for being so inactive so I’m just going to be quickly writing and uploading some short GIF imagines just to bring you guys back. Enjoy!

Spencer would never admit it to anyone but anytime you went away to another part of the case, whether it be the crime scene or approaching the unsub, he could never focus.

Even if it was a small threat that needed to be cleared, or a crime scene that needed to be professionally checked, he would never be able to focus properly without his mind wandering back to you.

He frankly didn’t know why and how but reading a short passage that usually took him no more than a minute had drastically changed within the last month. His mind was occupied 24/7 with your smile, your laugh, your sweet scent that you carried everywhere and that damn charm which had the boys hooked.

Even the other members of the BAU team had taken notice of Spencer’s strange new persona, some even questioning it.

But he didn’t know any more than the other agents did, just that it was all because of you.

The woman on his wandering mind.

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Statistically Clever | Spencer Reid

*I do not own this GIF nor do I take any credit for it!*

Pairing: Spencer Reid x Reader

A/N: I’m really sorry about not posting for a bit but I won’t be posting as often because I do have other responsibilities, but here’s a cute little imagine I thought about a while ago!

Warnings: mentions of fire 

Word Count: 0.2k words (reading time; 2 mins average)

You were on the jet heading to Texas alongside the team on a string of ‘mysterious’ fires occurring on a university campus. The other agents were conversing about possible motives as you skimmed through the files, trying to look for a pattern of any sort between the five victims who were killed. 

You tuned back into the conversation upon hearing Morgan speak up, “Reid, you got a statistic on arsonists for me?” 

Without even comprehending the question twice, you answered the question quicker than Reid who had barely even opened his mouth to reply. “Statistically, 94% of all serial arsonists are male, 75% are white and few, if any, are ever caught.” 

The entire team stared at you in shock as you flicked through the pages of the file, looking up at the team who sat there dumbfounded. You furrowed your brows in confusion but when realising, you looked up at Reid who had a confused but lopsided smile on his lips. 

“S-sorry.” Reid nodded, looking down at his feet then looking back up moments later, crossing his arms over his chest. “Yo, she just outsmarted the smart-ass.” Morgan chimed in, Emily and JJ chuckled as you shook your head, a pink tint falling on your cheeks. Hotch continued on with the possible suspects the state police had rounded up, getting the team back into the normal conversation.

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Confessions | Spencer Reid

*I do not own this GIF nor do I take any credit for it!*

Pairing: Spencer Reid x Reader

A/N: The GIF imagines are back and better baby, I’m basing this one off a cute prompt I found and the lovely GIF above, hope you enjoy it! Also want to take this chance to thank everyone for all the love you’ve been showing recently, I LOVE YOU GUYS!

Warnings: fluff sorta, jealous reader, mentions of a murder case, basically criminal minds stuff

Word Count: 0.9k words (reading time; 7 minutes average)

Prompt: “don’t give me space. that’s the last thing I want with you.”

You and Spencer were not a thing but there was a mutual non-verbal agreement that you both had a clear liking for each other yet you never spoke about it or did anything about it.

The whole team knew you and Spencer liked each other and as much as they prodded both of you to go for it, you didn’t. You were scared you’d lose each other in the end and as long as you both knew there was something there, it was all good.

That is, up until a few nights ago. The team just went out for a drink to celebrate no new cases for the weekend and you were having a good time until a girl around about your age came up to Spencer and started “moving to him” as Derek liked to put it.

Since that night, you just couldn’t bring yourself to talk to him about it despite his desperate tries with you to do so. Right now, you were all in a quiet and reserved suburb of Washington, investigating a series of murders happening across the area.

The team were all working on different stages of the case and as you sat and stared at the boards in front of you, you just couldn’t concentrate whatsoever. “This is so stupid.” You muttered to no one in particular, rubbing a hand down your face in frustration.

“What is?”

Your breath hitched in your throat as you paused where you sat, as if you were expecting for the voice of the person standing behind you to just disappear somehow.

“Uh nothing.” You played off, not wanting to turn around at all. You knew if you did then you’d fall right back into his arms and it was pathetic how much you relied on him, he probably even thought you were too clingy. You rolled your eyes at yourself, crossing your arms over your chest.

“The whole team’s worried about you Y/N. Especially me.” 

“Mhm.” 

“Could you at least tell me what’s going on?” 

Your arms dropped to your side as you looked over your shoulder, seeing the young doctor standing there with a concerned look on his face. You studied his face for a moment and sighed, resting your palms on either side of your body against the table. 

Spencer placed his hands in his pockets, looking down at his feet then looking back up to where you were sitting. “Should I just give you some space?” He spoke sadly and as much as you should’ve nodded your head or even muttered a small yes, you just couldn’t. He was your best friend and whether you liked it or not, he did like you a lot. According to Garcia and JJ that is.

“Don’t give me space. That’s the last thing I want with you.” 

You replied quietly and at that moment, you knew you weren’t listening to your head but your heart. Spencer smiled to himself, fidgeting with his fingers. He walked over to where you were sat and placed himself besides you, for a little moment, you both stayed quiet. 

“The other night, I just got jealous.” Saying it out loud made you feel like even more of an idiot, you even felt your body start to shake which usually happened whenever you got nervous. 

“It’s stupid and so trivial, I don’t know what’s wrong with me.” You scoffed at yourself and brought your hands to your face before dropping them into your lap in frustration. Spencer interlocked his hand with yours and gave it a comforting squeeze, you blushed at the gesture but tried to hide it the best you could.

“If it hurts you then it’s not stupid or trivial, it hurts you and that’s all that matters. Whether or not it’s big or small.” You nodded, looking up at him. He had a small grateful smile on his face, he was happy that you opened up to him.

“You’re the only girl I want.” He whispered, your heart swelled at the sentence and you felt your face start to warm up at the sincerity in his voice. He wasn’t saying it for convenience or for your benefit, he was saying it because he truly meant it.

You looked back at the board in front of you and leaned your head on his shoulder, your hands still interlocked as Spencer rubbed his thumb on your hand caressing it. Planting a kiss on your head, he spoke after a couple of minutes of a comfortable silence between the two of you. 

“How ‘bout I help you with this?”

“What makes you think I need help?”

“I was in the room long enough to figure it out.” 

You furrowed your brows and picked your head up off the genius’ shoulders, looking at him. “And just how long were you in the room?”

“To realise that all five murders were of women with brown hair, brown eyes and ligature marks on the wrists all correspond with each other which rules out the possibility of more than one unsub because the victimology’s the same.” 

You studied his face for a minute as he looked around to the three boards full of photos, evidence, and sticky notes. He met your eyes again as a cheeky smile fell about his lips.

You scoffed again this time and looked ahead to where he was looking a minute ago. And indeed he turned out to be right. “Prick.” You muttered, looking to the side. He laughed, bouncing up and off the table, pulling you up with him.

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Goodbyes | Derek Morgan

*I do not own this GIF nor do I take any credit for it!*

Pairing: Derek Morgan x Reader

A/N: Okay, so I’m like completely depressed because I miss Derek so much and I figured I’d just let my feelings out on here.

Warnings: sadness, crying, upsetting fluff? (is that a thing no clue)

Word Count: 0.4k words (reading time; 3.5 mins average)

You dreaded the day where you had to say goodbye to one of the most prominent members of the team, you knew it was coming and you knew it was inevitable but you didn’t want it to happen. Derek was a big brother to you, similar to how he was with Reid. You looked up to him and he looked after you, protected you, and helped you in every way he could. 

You don’t know when it was but you made your way into another room, sitting on the table and letting the tears run down your face. Seeing him leave the team and not be sitting on the round table opposite you every time you had a new case, or smiling at him as you both said the same thing at the same time, feeling secure when you knew he was standing behind you, it was like you were losing a piece of your heart.

You heard the door creak open then close but you didn’t turn around or even look over your shoulder, you were too submerged in your thoughts to even notice someone had entered the room. You shifted in your position when you heard a deep familiar voice behind you.

“I know you don’t want this to happen kiddo.” You looked down at the floor, sighing as your shoulders slumped where you sat. “I know I can’t stop it.” You finally spoke, getting up and facing him. His eyes were sad and his body looked like it was about to collapse with all the weight on it. 

“Hey, put a smile on that face.” You mustered up a small smile as he took a couple of steps towards you, “I’m going to miss you.” There was a crack in your voice and you knew the tears were coming again any minute now. He nodded and smiled with tears in his eyes, “Listen, just know I am always going to be here for you whenever you need me. I’m only one phone call away.” 

You couldn’t bring yourself to say anything else as your eyes watered, your hands beginning to shake. Derek extended a hand out to your shoulder, pulling you in to his body for an embrace. Your arms wrapped around his torso as silent whimpers escaped your lips. “I love you kid.” There was a small pause when you returned the sentence, “I love you.” 

He rested his chin on your head, his hand running over your hair slowly to stop you from crying any further. His warmth radiated as he enveloped you, rocking you slowly and as you fluttered your eyes close, you finally felt at ease. 

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Masterlist! Updating :)

A/N: Hi! Okay, this is my masterlist so far, I will post a lot more and update as I go but figured it’s easier for people to find my work this way. 

[Edited] - I’m also now taking requests so send them in! You can also send them anonymously if you wish to do so but no smut pls!

S P E N C E R R E I D

Undercover

Confusing the Genius

Practical Joke War

Corny Crap

Confessions

Statistically Clever

Can’t Focus

D E R E K M O R G A N

Goodbyes

Plane Back Home

Envy Pt 1 | Pt 2

Damn

L U K E A L V E Z

Late Nights

H E N R Y C A V I L L

Interviews

T H E O R A E K E N

Banned Love

L I A M D U N B A R

Rumours Galore

A D O N I S C R E E D

Big Sister

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Corny Crap | Spencer Reid

*I do not own this GIF nor do I take credit for it!*

Pairing: Spencer Reid x Reader

A/N: Can we just comprehend how cute this GIF is? I mean look at that face damn. Anyway, this idea actually came to me when I was drinking my tea so there’s that. Enjoy it!

Warnings: not really any

Word Count: 0.4k words (reading time; 4 minutes average)

Prompt: “It’s nice that your voice was the first thing I heard today.”

After finishing up at the state police department, the team were on the jet heading back to Quantico. The rest of the agents were asleep which was pretty understandable with how rough the case was. You were sat opposite the young doctor, watching him read his book quicker than lightning speed. You sometimes wondered if Reid knew just how clever he was. 

“What are you reading?” You spoke quietly, your knees brought up to your chin. You were immensely tired but sleeping on planes was something you just couldn’t do. Spencer knew that.

“In Cold Blood.” He replied, not taking his eyes off the page. You raised your eyebrows, resting your head back on the chair. “Sounds.... interesting.” You said slowly, hugging yourself and pulling your sleeves down over your hand. He hummed in response, deciding it was best if you left him alone to read his book.

You looked around the plane, Hotch was resting at the front, JJ and Morgan were on either sides of the couch, Emily was snoring quietly besides you and Rossi was sound asleep opposite Hotch. You smiled to yourself, burying your mouth in your arms as you looked at Reid again who was nearing towards the end. 

“Finished.” You smiled softly as the brown-haired genius set his book down on the table, interlocking his hands together. “I uh wanted to ask you something actually.”

“Shoot.”

“This morning, I noticed you were pretty quiet and I know that’s not like you so I was just hoping you know that everything was okay.”

You admired Spencer for a second, taking in his kindness and making sure you didn’t take it for granted, you replied softly, “I’m all good Doc.”

“You’re not like mad at me or anything? Cause I was being a bit insensitive yesterday and today we didn’t really talk apart from the morning so-” You cut him off and shook your head, stopping him from rambling any further.

“Spence, I’m not mad at you. I promise.” He nodded, a twitch in his eye as he picked his book back up. Looking down, he read over the first chapter again as you bit your tongue to prevent any corny crap coming out your mouth but you couldn’t help it.

“It’s nice that your voice was the first thing I heard today.”

Spencer furrowed his eyebrows and looked up at you, his facial expressions relaxing as he noticed you were already looking at him. A small smile was on his lips but he didn’t say anything yet you didn’t need him to.

He swallowed, looking back down at his book, carrying on from where he left off.

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Undercover | Spencer Reid

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Pairing: Spencer Reid x Reader

A/N: This idea was inspired by the song “Us” by James Bay and Alicia Keys which is an INCREDIBLE song by the way! [Edited] Okay, writing this I didn’t expect to be this long but I kept adding as I went along aha so bear with it!

Warnings: angst, tension, death, blood, a lot of sadness, fluff, kissing, happy ending :)

NO SMUT! I’m not comfortable with writing that sort of stuff so I won’t go further than a very intense kiss, thank you.

Word Count: 2.6k words (reading time; 20 mins average)

[If your name is Anna then change the undercover name to whatever you like]

“I hate dresses.” You mumbled underneath your breath, stepping out of the SUV with Reid by your side. This mission was definitely out of your comfort zone but Emily claimed that there was no one better for the job. All you both had to do was profile the room after an anonymous tip came in that the unsub was going to be attending the party.

A couple of days ago, you and Reid had gotten into quite an argument and it had been awfully tense between you two since then, despite the tries from the rest of the team to get you two to at least acknowledge each other’s existence. Your heels clicked against the pavement as the warm air hugged your body closely, Reid looking around the area like the maniac he was. Defeats the purpose of being discreet. 

You walked confidently, your hair was brushed back behind your shoulders, various rings slid onto your fingers with a very shiny diamond one on your ring finger of your left hand. Shoot, you almost forgot you were ‘married’ to Reid. Seriously, why couldn’t JJ go?

You approached the front door, the bodyguard stood with a clipboard in his hand. “Names?” You looked to Reid as he studied the man’s face, a light smile built up on his face. “James Meulbrook.” You planted a fake smile on your lips, as the bodyguard flicked through the pages, chewing his gum obnoxiously. “Ah, Mr Meulbrook, yes.” 

The bodyguard spoke, ticking off the name with his black fountain pen. He looked to you, eyeing you up and down and you resisted every urge to gauge out his eyes with a fork but just tilted your chin up, a sudden hand on your waist, pulling you in. “And who’s the lovely lady?” 

“Anna. Anna Meulbrook.” The bodyguard looked up at Reid, who had his jaw clenched and his other hand balled into a fist behind his back. The man looked visibly intimidated as he cleared his throat and stood to the side, motioning for the pair of you to walk in. 

You both took his invitation in and walked side by side, but before you could go downstairs to where the hall was, you were stopped. You felt a soft grasp on your hand, turning to face Spencer, he was looking down at your face with a worrisome look. “Careful alright? We know what this unsub’s capable of.”

You nodded firmly and pulled your hand out of his, walking down the steps to where the huge hall was located. There were a couple of tables gathered on both sides of the hall, with an extravagant and expensive chandelier hanging from the ceiling.

“Woah.” You whispered, picking up your dress so you wouldn’t trip over it as you strolled down the stairs. You met the eyes of other people who had came tonight, a gleaming smile on their faces.

A waitress even complimented your dress as you made your way across the hall, being offered a drink. Spencer walked with both of his hands in his pockets, looking around the room with a tight lipped smile on his face. You refused the drink and took a seat on the table with ‘The Meulbrooks’ sign on it. 

Spencer sighed and sat down besides you, whispering in your ear, “if we’re going to make this whole marriage thing work, you can’t be mad at me.” You scoffed quietly, looking to him. “I’ll be the judge of that.” 

Throughout the night, Spencer stayed on his side as you stayed on yours and followed the instructions Hotch strictly told you to stand by. 

‘Be welcoming, act like you fit in, and don’t approach the unsub if you spot him. You’ll be unarmed and be putting everyone else at risk. Call us. We will be watching the entire time just in case something goes wrong.’ 

You were talking with a couple of women who were sat on the same table as you, so far nothing had come up. Neither you or Reid had found anyone or even suspected anyone, despite how close you were looking at all the people here tonight.

In the middle of saying something, you felt a hand on your shoulder. “Excuse me.” You looked up and saw Reid smiling at the ladies before looking down at you, motioning to walk with him. Silently obeying, you stood up and picked your dress up off the ground, following Spencer elsewhere. 

He turned around to face you, looking around to make sure no one else was in conversation distance. “I think I’ve identified the unsub.” You furrowed your eyebrows, shifting uncomfortably where you stood. “Who?” 

“On your 6, navy blue blazer.” You looked down to the floor, whispering, “Talk to me. Pretend we’re in a conversation.” As Spencer rambled on about something to do with the laws of physics, you smiled at him and calmly looked to your left. You observed the man Reid was suspecting and looked back up at him.

“We agreed on a young male, not a 40 year old.” He rolled his eyes, pulling his hair back behind his ears. You both quietened down as a couple walked past, resuming to your conversation moments after. “He’s been staring at you for the last hour.” 

You tilted your head at him, “Can’t handle the fact men are attracted to me?” 

“He’s been staring a little too intensely to be attracted.” 

“I think I would know if he was staring a little too intensely, I am a profiler after all.” You turned to walk away but Spencer grabbed your hand, pulling you back to face him. You hastily whispered in a hushed tone, trying not to grab the attention of the people around you. “Let go of me, I have a job to do.” 

“You’re getting a bit too comfortable to be doing just a job if these men are staring at you.” Your mouth hung open as you scoffed, your voice getting louder. “What??”

You knew better than to blow your cover and put everyone at risk so you took a deep breath and yanked your hand out of his grip. “At least I’m trying to do my job right, James.” You emphasised on his fake name, a man and a woman approaching the two of you as you both simultaneously turned to them, fake smiles plastered on your lips.

“Mr Meulbrook, we just came over to say how much we admire your charity work.” You looked down to your feet for a brief moment, rolling your eyes before looking back up to face the couple and your ‘husband’. “I’m going to get a drink.” You excused yourself and gave a curt nod towards the two guests opposite you. 

You spun on your heel and walked away, heading back to your table. Spencer watched you walk away, remorse filling his chest. He wanted to apologise, not just as James but as Spencer too. 

“In trouble with the Mrs?” Spencer was shook out of his trance, looking back at the man. “Don’t we all?” He threw a light-hearted comment in an attempt to make him feel distracted but it didn’t work nonetheless. You were the only thing he could think about. 

As you gazed at yourself in the mirror, you desperately tried to hold back the tears that were threatening to fall out, Spencer’s comment earlier running through your mind. Did he actually mean that? Did he think you were purposely trying to get men to stare at you? As if it was your fault that men couldn’t keep their thing in their pants when seeing an attractive woman, that was their problem. Not yours. 

You heard heels click against the floor as you took a deep breath and pretended to fix your hair as the woman gave you a small smile in the mirror before walking into a stall. Suddenly, you stopped in your tracks when you heard a piercing sound run through the building. 

Fire alarm. 

You briskly walked back to the hall’s entrance when you got pushed back by a swamp of people who were running out, some screaming and some in complete terror. You were entirely confused, holding a lady back and trying to get her to calm down. “Hey, hey, hey, what happened?”

“I-I-I don’t know,” She was about to explain but ran away when she heard her husband calling her name out, ushering her into their car. You looked around frantically, searching for...

A sudden gunshot echoed through the hall as you ran in, seeing a young lady lying on the floor, blood flowing from the centre of her head as she laid lifeless on the ground. “Oh my god.” You whispered, tears escaping your eyes as you brought your hand to your mouth. 

You noticed the bullet holes decorated across the ceiling, a silencer on the floor only a couple of feet away from where the body was. 

Running to the girl, you saw the exit door wide open assuming it’s where the unsub must’ve escaped from. You couldn’t help the tears uncontrollably run down your cheeks, bringing your fingers to your head, running them through your hair in frustration. 

Two FBI agents, one unsub, one victim and he still got away. God you felt so stupid. 

Great, now your phone was still in the bathroom and you knew if you left, the press would be right outside so now you had no way to contact any of your team. Not to mention that you had a body laying in front of you, an escaped unsub and your own personal audience waiting for an answer outside.

You walked out of the hall, turning back every five seconds to see the girl, your chest filling up with guilt that you didn’t see to her in time. You couldn’t help but put the blame on yourself, thinking about the what-ifs.

Walking out into the outside, an army of guests and paparazzi gathered around you within seconds, knowing you had to answer for what had just happened inside but you couldn’t even bring yourself to figure it out. Being the liaison of the team really came with it’s disadvantages.

Questions, comments, blames were getting thrown at you in every direction as you agitatedly looked around, trying to calm down the situation. You were still crying, your body still pumping adrenaline, your mind still in shock and utter denial.

Thankfully, you heard a loud and deep voice take control of the situation and push the people away from you. Sighing, your body limped from the overwhelming pain you were feeling in your chest when you looked up and saw him.

But he wasn’t looking at you. Instead he was looking at Emily and JJ, talking to them in a frustrated manner.

He was shaking his head, his eyes were red and his fingers were crossed. Something he did when he was nervous. Almost instantly, he caught your eyes looking at him as he took a sigh of... relief? Suddenly, any defences you had built up against him were just paper. Before you even knew it, you were engulfed in his arms and his blazer was wrapped around you. You could feel his torso and the heart that beat from within. His hands were folded around your back, drawing you in closer. You could practically feel your body shake, crying as you nuzzled into him further.

Spencer pulled his head back and softly wiped your tears with his thumb, even his gentle touch brought more relief than your heart could hold. He pulled your hair back behind your ear, almost assessing your face for any sort of pain or damage. “I-I let him get away, she’s gone. She-She’s gone.” You cried out in whispers as he tried to calm you down, resting both of his hands on either side of your face.

“This isn’t your fault angel. You did nothing wrong. You did nothing wrong.” Spencer repeated to you, kissing your forehead gently. “They’ve secured each exit, every unit is out on the road. We’ll find the son of a bitch.”

Your cries went to silent sobs as you rested your head on Spencer’s firm chest, his hand on the back of your head as he ran his fingers through your hair in an attempt to soothe you.

“It’s okay. You’re okay.” He continued to whisper, everyone else around you keeping a safe distance, they were sure Spencer was doing a good job and he was. There was no one you trusted more to take care of you.

After a couple of hours, the unsub was captured somewhere in the woods when a person called in, reporting someone of the exact same description. He was disarmed at the scene and was already on his way to the police station where Hotch, Rossi and Emily followed.

You were leaned up against the side of an ambulance, still wearing Spencer’s blazer, you gazed out into the distance, hearing all the chatter and noise behind you.

You felt a vibration come from the blazer’s pocket, pulling out Spencer’s mobile, you read the new message sent. “Got your phone :)” You smiled to yourself, scanning over the message a couple of times before locking the phone and putting it away.

Hearing footsteps slowly become louder, you turned your head to see a familiar brown haired boy walk over. A soft smile on his face.

He stood in front of you, hands dug into his pockets as he pulled out your phone and handed it to you. “Thank you.” You mumbled quietly, earning a hum in response.

You had every urge to ask him what was on your mind, what you were thinking since you’d shared that hug, every moment didn’t seem right until this one. When it was just the two of you. When you were both enjoying each other’s company silently, you knew it was the right moment.

“Why were you crying?” You looked up to meet his eyes who were already fixed on you, his lips twitching as he thought of what to say. Taking a step forward, he spoke confidently, “because I thought I’d lost you.”

You nodded gently, picking at the rings on your fingers as you decided on whether or not you should ask the next question. But you did anyway. “What you said in there, about me wanting men’s attention, did you m-”

“No. No I didn’t mean that Y/N. What I said in there were lies. All of it. You’re beautiful okay? You can wear anything you want and men are always going to look at you because every ounce of you is perfect. Every ounce.” You opened your mouth to reply but he beat you to it, “look, I was just jealous. I was jealous because I mean Y/N, look at you. You’re so damn beautiful.”

There was a brief pause between you both when he spoke back up again. “Just say the word and I can show you Y/N. I can show you just how much you mean to me.”

You stopped for a moment, placing a hand on Spencer’s chest as he looked down at you, waiting patiently. There were a million thoughts running through your head but you knew deep down you wanted him. Despite how much you tried to convince yourself otherwise.

“Okay.” As soon as the word left your mouth, Spencer lifted your head with his thumb, his forefinger resting underneath your chin. You closed your eyes as he leaned in to your face, feeling a pair of lips brush yours instantly afterwards. It was soft and delicate, as if he was asking for permission to go further.

You brought your hand slowly up to his face as the kiss continued, the touch of his lips against yours getting more and more intimate. He could feel the warmth of your skin, smiling against your lips at how you were probably turning pink.

And yes, you were turning pink. You could practically feel your limbs inside shaking, your heart beat quickening and your body melting under Spencer’s gentle touch.

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Interviews | Henry Cavill

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Pairing: Henry Cavill x Reader 

A/N: I was watching the Mission Impossible Fallout interview with Graham and fell in love with this man so here’s a little interview imagine, I will get back to posting MGG soon!

Summary: You and Henry are doing press for a new movie and a clip plays which leaves you both flustered and pink.

Warnings: fluff, slight tension idrk

Word Count: 0.9k words (reading time; about 3 minutes average)

“Right so Henry a-and Y/N, let’s talk about your movie for a minute.” You sighed and looked over to Henry who had a small cheeky smile on his lips, “this is going to be fun.” You smiled as the audience and Graham laughed, looking over to you. “So Y/N just explain to everyone, what this movie is about.” 

You crossed your legs and leaned your elbow on the back of the couch, thinking about your next words. “I can’t really give too much away but Mirror Mine is a very intimate but irate plot which involves two main characters, Devon and Liana. They’re living in an alternate world where everyone has a soulmate, and when you meet them, you have 30 days to fall in love. But Devon, Henry’s character, has been hurt in a previous relationship and has sworn off love which makes it very hard to kind of make it work I guess. There’s a lot of unpredictable twists and turns and we can’t wait for it to be released, it’s a really good one.” 

Applause filled the room as you smiled, nodding gratefully to the audience. As the clapping stopped, you turned your head back to Graham, “So what happens if you don’t meet the time limit?” You took a breath when you heard Henry besides you very bluntly answer. “Good question.” You nodded briskly, the audience chuckling. 

“Right well... that’s fun.” You both laughed at Graham’s comment, as he shook his head and commented further. “No, it really sounds absolutely fantastic. 7th of August, it releases everywhere?” 

You and Henry nodded in unison, smiling at each other. Filming the movie was a dream come true, ever since you met Henry years prior, you had a massive massive crush. And yes, you did just use the word crush. Come on, he was handsome, tall, intelligent, humble, kind, had a broad sense of humour, he was everything you ever wanted. Not to mention, he was Superman. 

“So you actually brought us a clip of the actual movie, so w-we’re going to play that now. Whenever you’re ready, camera crew.” Small chuckles came from every direction as Graham turned round to the TV behind him, the room going dark and quiet.

The clip that was sent over was very amorous and full of love, one of your favourite scenes to film in the movie by far.

“Liana!” You turned your head and looked over behind your shoulder, seeing Devon out of breath. Rolling your eyes, you turned back round and looked at the view ahead of you. Hearing footsteps come towards where you were sat, you sighed and looked up at Devon. “I don’t need to talk to you.”

“No you don’t but I need to talk to you.” You stayed quiet as he sat down, pausing for a brief moment as he collected his thoughts. He had been running around for the past half an hour like a headless chicken.

“I’m sorry Li, I know I was being a right muppet.” You scoffed and turned your head to look at him, “you’ve got that right.” There was remorse and guilt in his eyes but you were too angry to say anything else so you just stayed quiet. 

“L-Listen, when we were assigned together, I just felt like it was too early. And I know that’s no excuse for me to be such a dick to you these last 27 days..” He took a deep breath and ran a hand down his face before carrying on where he left off, “God, I hated you.”

“Is there a point to this or did you just come to degrade me in every human way possible?”

“Just listen.” You silently obeyed and looked away to the grass in front of you, waiting for him to speak up again. “A soulmate is not someone who comes into your life peacefully. It is someone who comes to make you question things, who changes your reality, somebody that marks a before and after in your life. It is not someone that everyone has idealised, but an ordinary person, who manages to revolutionise your world in a second..”

You looked up at Devon but saw he was already looking at you, tears rolling down his cheeks. Your facial expressions immediately softened as you moved in closer to him, wiping away his tears. He shifted his body so it was turned towards you. 

“You’re my soulmate Liana, I’m sure of it.” You sighed in relief, fluttering your eyes close as a pair of lips touched yours. It was gentle but affectionate, slow but sweet. He rested his hand on your neck, pulling you in.

“Wow. How great is that-” Graham’s voice tuned out as the audience clapped, a flustered Henry sitting next to you. But you had to admit, even you felt your cheeks getting a bit warm during watching that. The audience continued clapping even after you had stopped, feeling a big arm pull you in to his side. 

A smile fell onto your lips, as you nuzzled into him before pulling away moments later. Oh, how you wished it had lasted just a little bit longer. You looked back at Graham as the audience finally started to settle down, “That is absolutely fantastic.” 

Whoops came from every direction of the room as you nodded and agreed, sighing happily, not being able to contain your excitement.

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