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rivusatrap · 2 years

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Through the Eyes of a Soldier

by @medusanova

A retell of all Rivusa scenes in both S01 and S02, but from Craig’s perspective (the specialist in S02 that tells them to “get a room”)

Musa/Riven | Gen/Teen&Up | 7347 words

Favorite Quote: Grey shrugged as they left the specialist hall. “‘Dunno, mate. [Sam] said something about Musa feeling peace when she was around him, or something like that.”As if Craig should understand whatever the fuck that meant. “Must not have much going up there then, huh?” He joked.

(My actual favorite line is the very last one but that’s a spoiler so have this one -which is very funny- instead!)

If you like Craig (Rivusa fandom’s mascot as we decided), 3rd person’s POV of canon events, snarky one liners and iconic descriptions you should read this fic!

READ IT HERE

This is my first review of a fic from an author I didn’t actually know beforehand or wasn’t familiar with their work, and I was blown away!

I haven’t read a lot of retell-of-canon-through-3rd-party-character fics (Not even sure what they’re called, that name seems like a mouthfull) but I clicked in this fic in AO3 because Craig- If you don’t know Craig shame on you.

I’m kidding, I bet a lot of people didn’t really pay any mind to this character or even realised his name was Craig. He was the one Specialist who ran by Rivusa (when Musa was stuck to the ground and Riven was next to her) and yelled “Get a bloody room!”

Since then, Craig has become to some of us Rivusers (still not sure about our name) an icon, a mascot. Which I absolutely adore even though I don’t even know what he looks like. Not sure his face even appears. I still haven’t gone frame by frame to grab a screenshot.

However, this faceless man now has a voice and a personality and I owe it to this fic and to Nova! And man, how I adore him even more now.

Craig is funny, he’s snarky, he’s just trying to live his life and go on while shit hits the fan around him.

One of my favorite bits was when he was just trying to eat a profiterole during the alumni banquet when he was pulled to the side bcs Sam decided to try to murder Rosalind and Marco had to interfear and Craig had to fill in for Marco and Craig was pissed- because he had to leave the desert behind.

He cast one last longing glance at his half-eaten pastry before marching out.

Nova’s writing is just so easy and fluid and funny and it makes you fly through these moments you’ve seen before without being tireing or repetitve and it makes you feel like you’re truly in the story, seeing it happen before your eyes.

And the ending! The ending!!! It was perfect. Perfect way to end the story and wrap it up and it mirrors how we first came to meet Craig. So poetic!

This fic is not overly Rivusa, so if you’re not really into them you can still read it an enjoy it. But I do recommend reading, because it’s just this good!

For once I am not bullying an author into continuing their fics, This one left me satisfied with the way it ended, but I do want to bully Nova into writing more fics because I love the writing and I am a hungry reader!

Also, Nova, hi can we be friends?

#rivusatrapficrec #winxsource #rivusa #rivusaficrec #rivusa ficrec #rivusa fic rec #ftws #fate the winx saga #fate: the winx saga #fic rec #fic review

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doyouever-daydream · 4 years

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Introductions

Pairing: Spencer Reid x Reader

Warnings: None, I believe?

A/N: Hello! I’ve said before how much I suck at writing summaries so I’ll probably never add them, but well this story serves like a precedent to future oneshots that I’ll write with SSA Reader lol most of my writing inspiration lately has been because I joined the Criminal Minds Bingo 2020 and one of my squares is holidays, so I plan to write a series of oneshots about different holidays that will end up in fluff because Spencer Reid deserves fluff after everything he’s been through ha! So yeah, I don’t want to be so repetitve but again English is not my first language, so forgive me for the mistakes, AND also you should know that I almost always incorporate songs/lyrics to my writing, back when I was like 15 (meaning almost 10 years ago) I had a fanfic page that consisted on oneshots inspired by songs (and people really seemed to like that) so it stuck with me, it’s like my tradition. Enjoy!

The bar was crowded, many people celebrating their favorite team winning, others simply enjoying themselves. If only they knew there was a serial killer among them, trying to decide which person should be his next victim. He was killing both men and women, but he had an specific type.

“Having a good time?” A woman sat beside him, while he sipped on his beer.

“I’m trying” He said without paying much attention to her.

“It’s packed here, are you alone?” She said in a flirtatious tone while eyeing him carefully.

“So it seems” He finally turned to see her and he seemed shocked. She was exactly his type.

“What a hell of a coincidence, so am I” She raised her beer. “Cheers to that”

“So what’s your name?” He asked starting to feel agitated, he knew the police was getting closer and closer to catching him so he came here to have at least one more triumph before that.

“Vera, what about you?” She turned to him.

“John” A lie.

“Hmm, and what do you do, John?”

“It doesn’t matter what I do” He shook his head, starting to feel his pulse raising.

“Why’d you say that? I want to know more about you” She pushed her luck.

“I-I’m a electrician” He played with his beer bottle.

“Sounds sexy” She confidently touched his arm and smiled suggestively “Do you want to get out of here?” He quickly looked up.

“N-no, I need to be here” He felt his hands starting to sweat, he needed to act quickly.

“Come on, John, let’s get out of here and have some fun just you and me” She carefully slipped her hand in her right pocket.

“I said no, I need to be here, I need t-to, I-I, AGH!” He quickly went to grab the gun he was hiding on his pants but a gun was already being pointed at him while people were being evacuated from the place.

“I wouldn’t do that if I were you, Danny” The man stopped dead in his tracks.

“Now what you’re gonna do is show me your hands, it’s over, Danny” He didn’t resist, he was too overwhelmed to put on a fight.

Matt quickly took him and guided him out of there, while (Y/N) put her hair in a ponytail, she was also sweating.

“Great job, (Y/N)” Emily said while she walked up to her.

“I was afraid of things going south but luckily he didn’t put on a fight” She felt adrenaline going through her veins.

“Now we can finally go home” JJ had joined them and the three of them got out of the bar so they could go to the field office and officially end the case that had them almost 10 days away from Quantico.

SSA (Y/N) (Y/L/N) had joined the Behavioral Analysis Unit seven months ago, during that time the team had learned that she was a forensic psychologist that was transferred from the Crisis Negotiation Unit and prior to that, she had worked at the National Institute of Justice.

When she first arrived, everyone was curious and worried as to why there was a new addition to the BAU, Prentiss hadn’t anticipated the arrival of a new team member and was suspicious thinking it could be the directors sending someone to get dirt on the BAU. But all their worries and doubts were forgotten when (Y/N) proved she was more than apt for the job and she really wanted to be part of the team.

While everyone slept on the jet, (Y/N) couldn’t fall asleep, she tried to read her book but what she was really doing was going through the possible scenarios that could have gone down, she couldn’t help but do that, she made mental notes as to what she could’ve done then, and different ways she could’ve talked to Danny. That night had been a win but she never wanted to miss an opportunity to learn and reflect on her actions.

“So Vera, huh?” Spencer sat beside her.

“I thought you were all sleeping” She smiled softly.

“I was but I guess I’m not that tired” He shrugged his shoulders.

“How could you not be tired? We’ve barely slept these 10 days”

“Says the one that is also awake right now” Reid nudged her shoulder.

“Ok, you got me there” She smirked while she put her book aside.

“War and Peace, I love that book.” Spencer said when he saw the cover.

“That’s where I got the name Vera” (Y/N) explained.

“It means faith in Russian, whether in Albanian means summer”

“Summer Faith” Spencer furrowed his brow. “I had a classmate in middle school named Summer Faith, I’m not lying” She smirked.

“Well she might as well should’ve been named Vera” He suggested.

“First and middle name summed up in four letters, that would’ve saved her trouble when writing her long name” She started to feel more relaxed.

“Maybe” He laughed softly.

“I thought about telling the guy my name was Ophelia but I thought he would not buy it”

“Ophelia, like Hamlet’s tragic heroine” Spencer noticed.

“Well yeah, but the idea actually came from the song” (Y/N) smiled remembering the song she enjoyed hearing from time to time.

“I am unfamiliar with it” Spencer replied with a confused look on his face.

“Shut up! You don’t listen to music?”

“I do, I do I just don’t know that song” Spencer nodded wishing he knew the song so he could have something else to talk about with her.

“Here, let me get my headphones, I’ll play it for you”

(Y/N) proceeded to take the headphones out of her pocket and searched the song on her library, she handed one headphone to Spencer and she placed the other on her ear. After she hit play, she yawned, finally feeling the tiredness get to her.

“You should sleep, you know?” Spencer could see the exhaustion in her face.

“Can I borrow your shoulder for a bit?” (Y/N) looked at him curiously and smiled.

“Of course, (Y/N)” Spence bit back a smile as he saw her place her head on his shoulder, he felt his heart flutter at the feeling.

It took only a few minutes for her to fall asleep, while she apparently left the song on repeat, Spencer decided he liked it and kept listening to it.

The truth was that ever since (Y/N) had arrived to the BAU, he had felt really drawn to her, she was intelligent, energetic, friendly, confident, and always learning something new, her curious mind was exciting for Spencer, one day she arrived talking about how fascinating the French Revolution was, the next she’d talk about embroidery, the next about tennis, the next about Latin American literature, the next about the cartoons she watched as a kid, talking to her was a delight to him.

He wasn’t sure if people could tell he had a soft spot for her but he had talked to JJ about it, she had encourage him to ask her out, or at least hang out with her more outside of work so they could get to know each other better. JJ was almost certain (Y/N) reciprocated Spencer’s feelings but neither wanted to act on them.

Suddenly Spencer felt his eyes were getting heavy and his head resting in (Y/N)’s and felt asleep while the song continued playing.

“Oh, Ophelia, heaven help a fool who falls in love” - The Lumineers

#Criminal Minds imagine #Spencer Reid imagine #spencer reid x y/n #spencer reid x reader #Criminal Minds #Matthew Gray Gubler #reader insert #Lizie writes

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