Criminal Minds S12 DVD Special Features : Gag Reel

Criminal Minds S12 DVD special features : Gag Reel

Touch Starved | S.R.

Spencer Reid x Fem!Reader

summary: Reader doesn’t like people touching her, tell the right person does.

genre: fluff

total word count: 559

A/N: this is my first oneshot on tumblr so, I hope you like and enjoy!

       As a kid Y/N had no contact with the outside world. Her parents were strict and never allowed her to do much, other than go to school. Even there she never made many friends. All her life she was never touched maybe that’s why she is the way she is now.

     Exiting the elevator, Emily hot on Y/N tail rambling on about something, Y/N wasn’t paying attention. Her bored expression made others laugh around her. After getting to her desk Y/N sat down. She put her head on the desk groaning.

    A deep chuckle made her sit up. She looked up only to see Spencer laughing from his desk in front of her. “Wow, laughing at my misery. How gentlemen like.” Y/N said, sarcasm dripping from her words.

     Spencer just chuckles again, “Long night?” he asks. Y/N just groans. “Well i have a file for you so don't fall asleep on me.” She just chuckles silently as a response.

   Spencer heads over to the side of her desk. As he hands her the file, their fingers touch. Spencer doesn’t seem to mind, but Y/N quickly moves her hand away with wide eyes. Reid looks at her with furrowed brows.

    “I-i’m sorry. I-i don’t know what that was.” Y/N says reaching a hand to her hair.

    Spencer has a blank face for a second, thinking. Then he suddenly moves closer to her. Y/N backs up a bit, but Spencer just comes even closer. She looks around, avoiding eye contact and noticing that the rest of the team is not focusing on them.

     A hand grabs her chin gently. It feels nice and warm. He makes her look into his eyes. Spencer seems like he is studying Y/N for a reaction, which he gets when she leans into his touch.

   His brain is working through everything file to find something to connect it. He had noticed she avoided touching anyone and when she does get touched, she moves away fast. It hadn’t clicked tell now.

  “Y/N?” Her eyes widened as she tried to move away from his hand only for him to move both his hands to cup her face. “Did you know humans are wired to be touched. From birth until the day we die, our need for physical contact remains? Being touch starved, which is also known as skin hunger or touch deprivation, occurs when a person experiences little to no touch from other living things.”

     When Y/N didn’t respond Spencer began moving his thumbs along her cheeks. “Is this okay?” He asks, suddenly feeling insecure. As he began taking his hands away Y/N brought her hand on top of his. 

     “NO! I-i mean no. It’s okay.” She says with a smile. Before anything else can happen between the two, Hotch busts out of his office telling everyone to get ready to leave. Y/N quickly stands up with a blush on her face.

     She gets her go bag before turning around and facing Spencer. He has his go bag ready and before Y/N can pass him, he grabs her wrist. “C-can i hold your hand?” He asks.

     She only nods so, he quickly intertwines their hands with a smile. Emily and Derek look at them smugly. Everyone got into the elevator before it finally closed. The two lovebirds smiling with their hands together.

spence’s curls

Firecracker | K.B.

Katsuki Bakugo x Reader

summary: Y/N sees a boy in class and later she meets him in a odd way.

genre: fluff (idk)

warnings: none

word count: 1,014

request: YES / no

A/N: this was a request from my friend that was in my drafts. Yes, i know I’m posting a lot, but that’s only because i have a lot of content i can post. If it’s bothering I’m sorry not sorry. Hope you like and enjoy!

 You were a hopeful hero who had ran away from home and was lucky enough to get a late entry to U.A. High. Sure you were late into the school but you were powerful because of that you got into Class 1-A right away.

    Today was the first day (yes cheesy) at this new school. It was scary sure, to be alone, but you would be strong.

    You headed towards the office. Well, you hoped was the direction of the office. The longer you walked the longer you thought you were going the wrong way.

    Eventually, though, you did get to the office. It just took all homeroom and now a little of first period. When you entered there was a man? You couldn't tell he was more of a mouse, no bear, maybe both.

    He turned your way as you entered "Hellllo" His voice was cheery and high-pitched"Who might you be?" he asked.

     "M-My names Y/N, Y/N L/N." You responded nerves drowning your body. His face lit up at the sound of your name.

     "Oh! Yes Yes Yes." He sang out. Grabbing a file from the other side of the office and handing it to you. "Here ya go! It's got a map of school, your locker number, and information. Oh and here is a late pass for first period. Don't want to start your new school year with a bad start."

     You only nodded in reply, not knowing what to say after his long speaking. "Do you wish for me to show you the way to first period?" He asks interrupting your thoughts.

     You barely thought about that. "Yes, please." You quickly said. He chuckled at your eagerness and hopped off his chair. Your eyes widened as he walked towards the door, no doubt he was short.

     You quickly changed your expression, so he wouldn't notice. If he did he didn't acknowledge it. You continued down the hall, talking every now and then.

     You found out his name was Nezu and he was a extremely rare case of an animal who manifested a quirk. Nezu was an mix of several animals including a dog, mouse, and bear, of sorts.

    By the time you got to 1-A you had spoken a total on 4 words to Nezu, whilst he had told almost his life story.

    You looked at the door. This was it your new life beginning. What do you do? Knock? Walk in? Maybe wait tell second period-

    Suddenly the door was opened, you look to your left and see Nezu gone. Looking back up you see him just stroll in the classroom, like he owns the place. Well he does, but still.

   You quickly follow in behind. Trying to hide behind Nezu only to realize he is a midget. So you stand up straight again.

    Everyone in the class was staring at Nezu, more at you though. As you make your way to the front Neku introduces you. "Hello class! This is Y/N, she is a new student in class 1-A. I hope you treat her the same you treat everyone else here. Have a good rest of your day!" Suddenly he is gone and your left alone in front of the class.

    All eyes on you.

  "You may sit down now, Y/N" Mr. Aizawa says. (You learned it in introduction) "Oh ya, sorry" You responded quickly finding your seat.

    As you sat down you felt eyes burning into you. You look to your right and see a boy with spiky blonde hair with red eyes. You blushed a deep crimson and turned away quickly after making eye contact

    Who is that boy?

~~~

    The class went by fast, mostly because Mr. Aizawa slept the whole time. You met several people including Denki, Izuku, and more. But never met the blonde hair boy.

    By the end of the day you knew everyone, almost everyone.

   You were leaving school out the back way. Sure it was darker and more dangerous but it was faster so you always took it when you went somewhere.

    Suddenly you heard a noise behind you. You stopped, just for a second. Then quickly turned around and threw a dagger at the target, but it just hit thin air. Nothing was there. You let out a sigh knowing you wouldn't have to use the full extent of your power.

     As you turned around a hand grabbed your mouth and pulled you into an alleyway. Your eyes started to water thinking the worst could happen, you had also closed your eyes subconsciously.

    "Open your eyes." A gruff voice says. You ignore it, it could be an 80 year old man.

     "Damn it, open your eyes!" It says again. This time you do what it says because of the intensity of it's voice. When you do it makes you gasp.

      It was the boy with spiky hair from class 1-A.

    What does he want? Is he going to rape me? Oh god, this is bad! Suddenly his hand is off your mouth and he is just staring at you. His hand moves to your face and wipes a tear ,you didn't know you had.

      Too soon his hand is off your face and clinched at his side. "Shit" He hissed out. He opened his hand, holding it out.

       You backed away further into the wall than you already were.  His hand had made miniature explosions, it scared you. (sorry if you ain't, i'm the author deal with it) His face was serious, scary serious.

       He is trying to intimidate you. Don't let him.

    With that little courage that you gained, you looked back up straight into his red eyes.  Your face showing no fear.

     You saw he had a shocked face on before you looked at his hand. With no hesitation you reached your hand out and grabbed his. It hurt a bit because of the mini explosions but as soon as you grabbed it he stopped making them.

      You were blushing but determined as you looked back up at his face. Your eyes widened in surprise as you looked at his face. For someone who had such a intimating aura, you didn't expect this.

      He was blushing.

drunken thoughts

summary: while attending a Christmas party at the school, Anne, Diana, and Gilbert accidentally let reader get drunk.

pairing: gilbert x fem!reader

rating: idk let’s see, it mentions alcohol so PG-13? yeahhhh I’m bad with this we’ll just do warnings instead

warnings: alcohol and crappy writing

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Christmas was never really Y/N’s favorite holiday. There were much better ones, in her opinion. But the one thing she did love about this sweet time was the baked treats. And what better place to get them then at the school Christmas party?

“Cookies, cookies, and ooh, look at that! More cookies,” she walked by the table, finding nothing really out of the ordinary. However, Y/N refused to leave without something delicious. After all, that was her sole purpose for coming tonight.

“Y/N, Y/N!” Ruby cried and ran up to the girl with a dish in her hands. “Your dress looks gorgeous!”

“Thank you, Ruby.” she replied dryly, more focused on the sweet aroma hitting her hard. “What’s that you have?”

The blonde looked down. “This? Oh, why it’s just a pie. My mother baked it for the party.”

“May I try some?”

“Of course!”

Didn’t have to tell her twice. As soon as Ruby opened the lid, Y/N wasted no time in getting her own slice, then devouring into it. She moaned with delight. “Ruby, this is delicious. I think this might save my social life-“ but then… a disgusting taste replaced the temporary good one. Y/N scrunched up her nose, but forced a smile to not seem rude. “What kind- what kind of pie is this?”

“Pumpkin, I believe.”

I’ll let you know it was a struggle for Y/N to not puke then and there.

Instead, she nodded, and walked to a corner of the room with her pie. When she suspected nobody was paying attention to her, she opened the window, and spit out whatever was in her mouth, as long as the plate. Then she closed the window, seeming as innocent as can be while whistling. Y/N walked over to Gilbert, Anne, and Diana, who huddled together and looked around as if they were paranoid. But she was far too occupied with the foul taste of pumpkin in her mouth that she ignored it.

“I think I’m gonna die, help.”

As soon as she said that, Gilbert turned around. “What’s wrong?”

He’s always had a soft spot for Y/N, and most say because he likes her. But if asked about it, he would quickly deny it. Apparently, he’s oblivious of his actions toward her being caught, whether it’s the way he steals affectionate glances or when he smiles lovingly as she speaks. There was no doubt that he had special feelings for her, but he would never admit them out loud.

She leaned on him for support. “I just ate poison.” This is the moment she notices the glass in his hand, and snatches it, desperate to drown the pumpkin. The drink is bitter and strong, but it sure is better than the pie.

All at once the three yell, “No!” but Y/N had already downed it all. With a satisfied sigh, she gives the glass back to Gilbert, smiling. Anne looks shocked, while Diana is at a loss for words. Gilbert just peers into the cup, wondering how she drank it so fast. And Y/N just keeps smiling.

“What? Did I do something wrong?”

Diana was the first to break. “Did she drink it all?” Gilbert handed the cup to her so she could see for herself.

“Oh, my gosh. We’re dead!” Anne scoffed, shaking her head. “This is- this is disastrous!”

“Shhh!” Y/N put a finger to her lips, causing all of them to look at her. As soon as everyone’s eyes were on her, she sheepishly looked down and hugged herself. “You’re loud.” she whispered softly, pouting.

“Oh, no. Oh, no, no, no, no.” Diana said. “Is she… she…” she shakily pointed a finger at the girl.

“What? No.” Gilbert said. “It was just one cup.”

Anne’s eyes widened. “What if she has a low tolerance for alcohol? What if she’s actually ridiculously dr-“

“Don’t say that!” He scolded. “She’s perfectly fine. Right, Y/N?”

When he turned to the girl with a supportive smile, her face went blank. He expected her to nod and say something. But she actually laughed. She laughed and cupped his cheeks in her hands. “Aww, you’re so cute!” she cooed, making kissing noises.

His eyes widened, and he grabbed her hands, pulling them down. “Yep, we’re in trouble.”

Y/N giggled and looked over his shoulder. She gasped and squealed. “Look, it’s Billy! Billy, I wrote a song for you! Ahem! It’s Billy! B-B-Billy! The biggest jerk ever known to- MHH!”

Gilbert quickly clamped a hand over her mouth and pushed her toward the girls. “I’ll handle him, just get her outside before he says something.”

“But it was his drink in the first place, why would she get in trouble? She didn’t know!” Anne yelled.

“Yeah! He gets in trouble, yeah!”

“Alrighty, let’s get you outside. Anne. Come on!”

When the three walked outside, Y/N shook her head rapidly. “Oh, no. I don’t like the dark.”

“Then, look at the stars.” Diana suggested with a small smile. Then she turned to the redhead who crossed her arms with a scowl. “What will we do with her? She can’t go home.”

“She can’t come to my house! Marilla is already severely disappointed in me.”

“Well she won’t even get passed the door with Mother at my house.”

“I’m going to count the stars!”

Anne sighed. “Then what are we going to do?” She closed her eyes and sat down on the grass.

“There’s like a gazillion!”

Diana looked behind her. “Quiet down, Y/N.” She sat next to Anne as they both watched the girl chase nothing.

It took a few minutes for Gilbert to come out, but as soon as he did, he was met by a hug. “Gil, I missed you! And, ooh! Look at those stars, I stopped counting at seven, but at least we know there’s at least seven!”

He looked down at her and softly smiled. “Yeah, there’s at least seven.”

“Hey, Gilbert.” Anne interrupted them, and he looked over. “Your father would be asleep around this time, right?”

“Yeah, why?” Anne and Diana smiled gladly, a sudden feeling of relief overcoming their dread. “Uh, why?”

;;

“I guess this is why.”

Gilbert and Y/N walked inside his house, being met with the same silence and darkness from outside. It took a little convincing for Gilbert to let Y/N stay at his place for the night. Diana and Anne would see her parent, claiming they would all stay at Diana’s for a sleepover, and that Y/N couldn’t ask permission for herself because she stayed behind to clean up the school. In a way, everything was working out fine.

That was until Y/N started to squeal and jump.

“Oh, Gilbert, look! Look at the moo-“

He rushed up towards her, covering her mouth yet again that night, and stayed still. “We have to be quiet.” He whispered. “Come on, let’s go to my room.”

Her eyes widened and she pushed him away. “How dare you! What do you take me for? I am a lady!”

He sighed. “Not like that, Y/N. You’ll sleep in there and I’ll sleep somewhere else. Now come on, quietly.”

“Okay!” She tried to whisper, but it still came out loudly.

Gilbert helped her into bed, which took a while because she couldn’t stop laughing from when he tripped on their way in. But once she made contact, Y/N slipped underneath the covers, laying on her back. “Hey, where are the stars? Did you steal them? Put them back, Gilbert.”

He sat on the bed, covering her more. “They’re outside. They’ll be back tomorrow.”

“Oooohhh.”

Y/N giggled, and he smiled. “What’s funny?”

“I made a lot of wishes tonight.”

“What kind of wishes?”

“Umm, one was for chocolate. The other was to ride a horse. And then one was to kiss Gilbert. There was also one that had to deal with a boat and a snake, but I can’t remember anymore-“

“What?”

“What?”

He shook his head. “What was that wish?”

“The snake and boat-“

“No, the one before that.”

Y/N was confused before relisting the wishes in her head and counting them on her fingers. “Oh! The one about Gilbert.”

He gulpped. “Yeah. The one about him.”

She sat up and hit the pillow a few times. “Well, as much as he can get on my nerves, I want to have my first kiss with him.” Y/N sharply turned to face him and pointed a finger. “Don’t you dare tell him.”

Gilbert resisted the urge to smile and nodded. “I won’t.”

“Good. I’m going to dream now.” She laid back down and pulled the blanket over her head. Gilbert chuckled and stood up, watching as she moved under.

“Sweet dreams, Y/N.”

“Sweet dreams, Gilbert.”

little doe [2] peter parker

[Warnings] aged up peter parker x oc, multiverse oc, peter being domestic af, mj exists but she’s not with peter, doe goes into heat, dd lg dynamic, broken english, some sexy stuff, fingering

A/N: Thank you for the feedback on the last post! 

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word count: 2.6k

Peter was an early riser. Not because he enjoyed it but because he was so used to four a.m. calls from Fury. In the morning, he woke up disoriented mostly because he didn’t even recognize the room he was in. It took him a moment to realize all the events of yesterday. Doe, a superhuman from another version of earth, was now living in his apartment. 

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