perhaps ripping this one little piece of skin off my lips will at last render them plump and moisturized
perv spencer (ESPECIALLY s1-s2) would literally spend entire briefings daydreaming about you while staring right at your tits and hotch would be like βreid what are your thoughts. reid. reid?β and gideon would have to put a hand on his shoulder to snap him out of it and heβd go like BEET red after realizing what heβd done. imagine what would happen if you confronted him about it later when yβall were alone βπΎβπΎβπΎ down bad
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oof okay. spencer daydreaming about you, then without even thinking drawing you naked (to the best of his imagination) or exactly as he saw you in that meeting. and can you imagine finding his sketches? also i know itβs subby baby spencer but in his dream scenario he gets to be on top <3 he likes to think heβs strong <3
wc: 1.4k
cw: sub!spencer, baby!spencer, glasses!spencer, perv!spencer (aka Criminally Horny spencer), fem!reader, titty sucking <3
i just really want perv!spence to spit in my mouth and cum inside me. i donβt think that that is too much to ask for. but i guess the universe thinks otherwiseπ why must i be cockblocked
hm maybe my brain is seeing what it wants because did you say: spencer cumming inside you -> licking it up -> spitting it into your mouth?
wc: 505 | use of βgood girlβ, obviously cum + spit play, unprotected sex. perv!spencer + softdom!spencer
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Spencer presses your knee closer to your chest, stretching you apart so he could fuck you deeper with this angle. You whine at the slight pain it brings to your muscles, your stomach tenses up as you try to distract yourself from that feeling.
βStill wanna make jokes?β he whispers smugly in your ear. You shake your head, eyes screwed shut.
You ended up in this position after Spencer overheard a harmless little comment you made to Garcia over drinks.
for mvm can we get stalker reid? stealing the readers underwear/garments while theyβre sleeping, cutting it super close (like they toss and turn, nearly catching him)
i did this as more of an established relationship pervy kinda thing but i suppose you can read it however you want
this post is 18+ (and dark), minors dni.
okβ¦ imagine a moon knight and daredevil crossover where dd has no issues fighting the invisible jackals because the dude cant see shit anyway. moon knight is like βyou can see them??β and matt, not wanting to reveal his blindness but having no idea theyre invisible, is just like βyeah i can see of course i can seeβ
moon knight then assumes dd is an avatar of an egyptian god. bc what else? so, naturally, moon knight asks βwhat god do you serve?β
βjesusβ
βwhat??β
βim catholic?β
βwhat???β
you knew your boss had a soft spot for you. it was evident from the deadlines he kept letting you extend and the days he'd let you go home early when everyone else was still filing paperwork.
you didn't want to take advantage of his kindness, but you were so sure he'd let you miss a case no questions asked, so when you were summoned to hotch's office, you walked in with an air of arrogance.
"sit." he instructed, his tone was short, snappy even.
"yes sir"
he sat behind his desk, elbows on the surface, his hands clasped together, trying to mask his frustrated face. "i can't let you miss this case. it's too important, people depend on your knowledge and skills and i can't let the team think that i'm treating you any different to the rest of them"
"with all due respect sir, they already do"
hotch's brow furrowed and he cleared his throat, leaning back in his chair. he glances behind you, out into the bullpen. you look over your shoulder. it's empty, the team have started to make their way to the jet.
hotch stood up and slowly made his way behind you, his fingers grazing your shoulders, eventually moving your hair behind your neck. you tilt your head as you feel the cool air on your skin. your boss leans down to meet your ear.
"you know, it's not fair that you get to use me for favours and i get nothing in return" he speaks in a whisper, despite the fact no one else was around. his strong hand makes its way around your throat, squeezing the sides ever so slightly. "one day you're going to have to thank me for what i've done for you" he releases his hand from your throat and moves it up to your jawline, his thumb grazing your lips. "and if you want something from now on, you'll have to earn it, even though you're my favourite".
hotch stands and walks to the door opening it for you. "go. you'll work this case. if you want the next one off, you'll have to convince me."
camera roll π· | mgg x snl cast member au
in which you do a variety βwhatβs in my camera roll?β interview and reveal moments from your life
authors note: this lowk sucks but new subplot alert?? i love I used to be funny so i just had to. matthew mixed in with some background for our snl reader β
how the fuck do i become friends with some of you you guys are cool as fuck