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rucha || 22 || she/her || multifandom || writer "you won't survive turning your back."

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|| rucha || 22 || she/her || bi 💙💖💜|| 🇦🇺 // 🇮🇳 part-time fangirl // multifandom // jess mariano defender // spencer reid girlie

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inbox is open for requests - i write for criminal minds characters, usually with fem readers. i am also open to male readers, but i don't write mlm smut.

if you send me a🌹i’ll post a snippet of a wip

the virgin reid going full hermit over a girl he talked on the phone with for a few months vs. the chad hotch coming right back to work after his wife was murdered in front of his son

Did Piper jump around to different schools for her PhDs like Spencer or did she do them all at Harvard?

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she did! she's gone to berkeley to do her undergrad and her masters, then did phds at harvard, yale, and columbia (because this is fiction and i can do what i want)

Anonymous asked:

As smart and accomplished as Spencer and Piper were as teenagers, I have a head canon that there’s a photo out there of them at a conference or some prodigy award ceremony that Penelope finds while scouring the internet like she did with Goth!Emily

I do love that idea, but it's also very probable that they ran in different circles and so never really saw each other. Plus, Piper would have been supported by her mother. And just like, timeline wise, there's so many moments where they would've just missed each other. like the fact that Spencer went to CalTech so he was in California in academia while Piper was collecting college credits at Berkeley. Or that he went to MIT while Piper was at Harvard, so they were both in Massachusetts at similar times, but they were in completely different fields. idk, that's crazy to me.

picture-wise, Penelope probably wouldn't find anything embarrassing, because when you're presenting stuff at academic conferences, you have to look the part. like at most, i'm imagining her making fun of 14 year old Spencer in a suit and tie.

Anonymous asked:

hello! i was wondering if you had any tips on how to write dialogue with a pre existing character from shows or movies? I feel like im pretty good at writing for my ocs and their mannerisms or how they would act, but when it comes to making dialogue for a character i feel like it always ends up sounding like my oc or just plain. i loved how you wrote piper and spencer from what ive read he doesnt feel ooc at all. anyway anything helps :)

I guess my main advice would be to really study their mannerisms and the way they speak, as well as the vocabulary they use. so with Spencer, for instance, he's very verbose, because he's got a lot of information to get out as concisely as possible. So really tapping into his mannerisms help, and for that, you just have to be familiar with the source material.

unless they specifically asked, you don’t get to tell a fanfic writer you think they mischaracterized the character by the way. because the second someone writes a fanfic about a character, that character becomes the writer’s own version of the character. canon is only a suggestion, but whether or not an author will follow it / how much of canon an author will take is entirely up to them. you don’t get to stick your nose in their world and tell them “hey this is not to my liking therefore I think you’re doing it wrong” when you can simply leave quietly and move on to something else you may enjoy

1-800-CALL ME, FAKE FIANCÉ

pairing: aaron hotchner x reader summary: (part of my mini fake-fiancé series) the fbi agent you met at the bar helped you out of a jam so you decide to pay him a visit at work. warnings | a/n: unhinged reader, rossi being a lil instigator, reader has no shame in her game at ALL & makes the first move, the usual banter & chem, channelling all the rom-com feels word count: 3.3k

masterlist | first part can be found here | third part can be found here

It had been a week since your little fake fiancé fiasco, and while it had been enough to satisfy your mob group of fake friends and stop them from asking questions, it wasn’t enough to satisfy your questions.

Because now, you were curious – dangerously so.

You couldn’t concentrate on much else. It was ridiculous. Absurd. Completely unnecessary. And yet…

You had googled him.

You had googled Aaron Hotchner.

Was that even the FBI? Or was that, like… SWAT? Was SWAT part of the FBI? Were you about to go down for cookie-related crimes?
You frowned, thinking. “Okay, so, my car is… car-shaped.”
“Listen, it was either that or carve it into your desk with a knife, and I figured that would raise some concerns with your co-workers.”

you don't understand, if Hotch doesn't marry her I will

Anonymous asked:

hiiii I want to join the masses and thank you for bringing fake fiancé Hotch into our lives!

I had a random thought about them that you can completely ignore and delete but what if a case brought Hotch to his fake fiancée's work? 👀

She's trying to be professional (and failing) and Hotch is just trying to solve crimes without falling fast for his fake fiancée while also ignoring Rossi is being a brat about it all

CRAVING CLARITY - FAKE FIAN

pairing: aaron hotchner x fake!fiancée!reader warnings | an: first of all thank you bestie!! hope i did your request justice 💓 fluff, shameless flirting, slight self-doubt from reader which aaron scoops up real quick, rossi being rossi. word count: 2.4k

masterlist | pt one pt two & pt four

You were elbow-deep in samples – literally and figuratively – drowning in endless deadlines with no lifeline in sight. Honestly, it felt like you were the only person in the entire company actually capable of meeting them. Carrying the whole operation on your back? Exhausting. Somewhere between fabric swatches and frantic emails, you had completely zoned out.

And you seemed to only snap back to reality when Bella, your assistant, waved her hands wildly in front of your face.

“Earth to you,” she said, snapping her fingers. “Did you hear a single word I just said, or should I start over with even bigger hand gestures.”

You blinked at her, still half-lost in the chaos of your to-do list. “Uh… something about me being a visionary genius who deserves an all-expenses-paid spa retreat?”

Bella rolled her eyes, plucking a stray patch of fabric from your desk. “Close, but no. I said there’s someone here to see you. Actually, two someones – both with FBI badges.”

You froze. “What? FBI?”

Oh no.

You scoffed, waving a hand. “Oh, it’s very simple. I flirt. You ignore me. I get bored. I move on. That was the plan. But now? Now you’re smiling at me and talking about dates in advance, and frankly, I find it very disruptive to my workflow.” “Well, I definitely wouldn’t want to throw off your workflow,” he murmured, voice dropping slightly. You gasped, pointing at him with pure betrayal. “There! That! That’s exactly what I’m talking about.” “What?” He feigned innocence and you wanted to shove him straight out the damn door and call security on him. “You know what,” you accused. “You’re flirting.” “I thought that was part of your system.” “Oh my God.” You threw your hands up. “I take it back. You are not allowed to be good at this.” He nodded, as if this was a very serious discussion. “Ah. So, to be clear, you want me to ignore your advances?”

WILL YOU BE MY FAKE FIAN?

pairing: aaron hotchner x reader summary: you find yourself in a sticky situation - you need a fiancé asap and the stern looking man at the bar seems to suffice. warnings: um reader thinks hotch is serial killer at one point, reader is actually really funny (LOL i was giggling so bad writing her dialogue), readers friends suck, the usual banter and chem word count: 3.8k

masterlist | second part can be found here

lemme know if y'all would want this as a mini series?? pls say yes because i had too much fun writing this!!!

It was silly, really. Actually, it was downright stupid. You had imagined a hundred different ways this conversation could go, each one more cringe-inducing than the last. And yet, here you were, en route to dinner with a group of women you still, for some inexplicable reason, referred to as your ‘friends.’

Except they weren’t friends. Not really. More like a collection of high school mean girls who had swapped lockers for brunch reservations, but still thrived on competition and thinly veiled judgment. Why you had continued to entertain their company remained one of life’s greatest mysteries. Maybe it was because some tiny, stubborn part of you still felt the need to prove yourself to them.

You squeaked, pressing yourself further into the seat. “Oh my God – please don’t kill me –I haven’t been to Paris yet, and I still haven’t figured out how to fold a fitted sheet –”

you're so funny i love this fic <3333

mr belvedere

summary: a night spent babysitting henry leads to a conversation he's not quite prepared for, and a new way of looking at you. who? spencer reid (s8/9) x blake!reader content warnings: spencer and reader being lovesick over the phone, spencer being a godfather, domestic fluff, marriage talk word count: 1.5k author's note: based on this request. part of spring-fest. hope you guys like it.

Henry’s precocious for a three year old - bright and full of energy and in complete adoration of his godfather. His godfather who makes pancakes for dinner, even if they are a little funnily shaped, who makes sure his bath is extra bubbly and uses funny voices when he makes up stories using his bath toys. Uncle Spencer who plays along with pillow fights and struggles with helping him into his pyjamas, who lets Henry hang from his neck because he finds it funny and not at all dangerous (he knows his Uncle Spencer would never let him fall). Who tucks him into bed and sits beside him to read his favourite bedtime story (and three more, but no more than that), and turns out the lights, leaving a little star nightlight on for him before closing the door.

Anonymous asked:

Hi Mae! I hope you’re having a great weekend. You asked for whimsical reader and I feel like that would be an interesting dynamic with Spencer (if you’re willing to write it ofc) bc he’s typically more logical and analytical. Like she is talking to him about one of her interests or showing him something and it’s so not Him but he’s fascinated by her and how her mind works

Thanks lovely!

Spencer Reid x whimsical!reader ♡ 557 words

“I’m only saying that we can’t know for sure.” 

“We do know.” There’s no pique in Spencer’s tone. For anyone else there might be, but he can never bring himself to agitation around you. You have a presence that feels like rain in summer. It lulls Spencer without him realizing it’s happening. 

“Spencer.” You give him a look. Indulgent, fond. “How much of the ocean did you say humans have explored?” 

He frowns. “About five percent.” 

“And we evolved from fish, didn’t you say that?” 

“Yes, but—” 

“So we can’t say for sure that mermaids don’t exist,” you say, patiently. Going back to braiding together three dandelions still rooted in the ground. Joggers pass on the park trail nearby. “Humans have come from the ocean before, and we haven’t seen enough of it to know that some who stopped halfway through evolution aren’t down there somewhere.” 

Anonymous asked:

hey I was just wondering yk like how we have cm episodes on characters names like Penelope, Lauren, JJ, Spencer.. are you thinking of creating one with Piper's name? like probably in this season because it is so Piper centric or in later seasons or something

ooh, I'm not sure yet. I have been thinking about piper's undercover work resurfacing at some point like it did for emily and her having to reckon with that. again, there's just so much thag happens in this season that it's hard to fit in, so maybe in later seasons, like season 9-ish. that said... the whole series is kind of centred on Piper and generally comes from her point of view (even if it is in third person) so the concern becomes about whether I'm overly focusing on her when I'm trying to balance it across all of the team members. idk we will see

Anonymous asked:

can you write something like spencer being all flirty at work and piper being all flustered and not able to concentrate and constantly blushing..

the bet

who? spencer reid (s7) x oc (piper bishop) summary: piper learns a lesson the hard way - never challenge a behavioural analyst to get one over you, especially when you're dating them. word count: 1.4k content warnings: suggestive content, spencer may be slightly ooc, bratty spencer author's note: i had a lot of fun writing this one actually; i always love s7 bratty spencer, so i hope you enjoy and forgive any ooc elements. find more oc material here. part of spring-fest.

There was no way Spencer was that oblivious to what he was doing, casually drawing Piper's attention to his forearms by rubbing a hand over them, feigning an itch. Standing an inch too close to be considered professional so she could feel the warmth emanating from his arms.

He'd reach for a file across from Piper, his arm drifting so close that she could bite him in frustration. Place a hand on her shoulder and squeeze it before walking away. Leaning over her shoulder, practically breathing down her neck. This stupid challenge was going to kill her.

no plan

"my heart is thrilled by the still of your hand / it's how i know, now, that you understand... there's no plan, there's no race to be run / the harder the rain, honey, the sweeter the sun"

life pleasure's are best enjoyed slowly. also, you really like kissing spencer.

warnings and notes there’s like two running themes here, my first time writing cowgirl yayyy, fingering, so sappy so much love, unprotected sex, “girl” pet names, spencer’s mouth….. he needs a warning yes he does.

mcon’s note hi guys so i actually started this on august 30th. this is the longest thing i’ve written and finished and posted in a long time so i’m very happy i was able to do this. enjoy pls enjoy enjoy. title from no plan by goatzier hozier. not proofread y'all know i don't do that. 3.8k words <3

Sunlight fades through the window, lighting stripes of fairy dust and pale yellow through the room. 

“Spencer,” you whine, dropping your phone somewhere in the covers.

“Yeah?” He responds. It’s light and airy. He loves you.

“I miss you.”

“I’m right here, angel,” he laughs, dog-earring the page of his book and tossing it onto his nightstand. 

You fall in line with his kisses like habit, melting against him so liquidy you might drip straight through the headboard and on into peaceful oblivion. Spencer’s so warm and heady beneath you, solid and overwhelmingly hot. You are melting, goopy like chocolate pressed against a warm body in a pocket. It’s fine, though, beautiful even, because Spencer has just what it takes to handle your melting. 

hi, excuse me, how dare you?

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