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6 Tips on Writing An Actually Inclusive Reader Insert:

1. Do a ctrl + f search of the colors red and pink. If these colors are being used to describe the reader in any way, delete it.

2. Instead of "blushing", use "goosebumps", "shivers", "avoiding eye contact", etc. It still conveys the same thing, and you can get more creative than just using "blushing" 10,000 times.

3. Don't mention being pale or becoming pale (like, seriously, this is just a given). If you want to talk about the reader looking sick or dying, use "ghastly" or "sunken eyes", etc. Again, this is a great opportunity to be more creative in your language as well as inclusive

4. For body-inclusivity, don't talk about the reader sharing clothes with someone. I personally would not fit into anything that Nancy Wheeler owns, so yeah, let's just not do this

5. Don't mention hair. A lot of us can't just wash our hair and move on with our day. Don't get me started on "running their fingers across their hair". Just refrain from descriptions of styling, washing, and touching the reader's hair.

6. Don't put pictures of pretty, white girls for "aesthetics". It honestly just deters readers, and it's just not inclusive in the slightest

That's it, that's basically all you need to do to be inclusive. I'll admit, as a lighter skin POC writer, some of these did slip my mind when I used to write, but what's important is actually listening to readers and encouraging inclusivity in your writing.

If anyone has any other suggestions, feel free to put your own.

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Sequel to Fix You

Hybrid Min Yoongi x Female Reader; Platonic OT7 x Female Reader; Namseok; Jinkook

Summary: After helping Yoongi get away from his abusive former owner, you’re left to focus on your relationship and how it progresses. That is, until you find six other hybrids who need your help, and their former owner decides he’s going to make your life hell. Genre: hurt/comfort, angst, fluff Word Count: 72,245 Rating: M Warnings (full-series): stalking, wild animal attack, major character injury, blood, implied homophobia, slight internalized homophobia, starvation, hospitalization, discussion of sexual assault, discussion of physical assault, heavy petting, marking, slightly toxic relationship, spiraling thoughts, discussion of controlling behavior, discussion of sex work, fictional discrimination, minor character death, description of a panic attack, smut, biting, oral (m receiving), unprotected sex

Thanks to:

Major thanks to @eatjeanjin for beta-ing this and for listening to me complain almost constantly. You’ve been nothing but helpful and sweet, and I’m so grateful for your opinions and assistance. And of course thanks to @eternalseokjin for beta-ing the epilogue and also for listening to me complain.

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Part One

Part Two

Part Three

Part Four

Part Four and a Half

Part Five

Part Six

Part Seven

Part Eight

Part Nine

Part Ten

Part Eleven

Part Twelve

Part Thirteen

Part Fourteen

Part Fifteen

Part Fifteen and a Half

Part Sixteen

Part Seventeen

Part Seventeen and a Half

Part Eighteen

Part Nineteen

Part Twenty

Part Twenty and a Half

Part Twenty-One

Part Twenty-Two

Part Twenty-Two and a Half

Part Twenty-Three

Part Twenty-Four

Part Twenty-Four and a Half (Posting June 22)

Part Twenty-Five

Part Twenty-Six (Epilogue - SFW)

Part Twenty-Six (Epilogue - NSFW) Posting weekly beginning Jan. 8 unless otherwise stated. Both versions of Part Twenty-Six will post on the same day.

As always, your feedback is appreciated. Please feel free to pop into my ask box with questions or comments about the series!

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hybrid!Min Yoongi x female!reader

Summary: When you take in a stray cat, you have no idea he’s secretly a hybrid trying to escape his past. Can you help him heal?

Genre: hurt/comfort, angst, slow burn, fluff

Word Count: 36,863

Rating: M

Warnings (topics may not appear in every part): minor character is a dick to animals, mentions of a gun, main character injury (non-serious), discussion of physical abuse, emotional abuse, discussion of sexual abuse, discussion of self-harm

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Part One

Part Two

Part Three

Part Four

Part Five

Part Six 

Part Seven

Part Eight 

Part Nine

Part Ten

Part Eleven

Part Twelve

Part Thirteen - End.

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Read more about the characters and the universe of Fix You from the 100 Days of Fix You Celebration

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Celebrate One Year of Fix You!

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(re)starting over again | kth; masterlist

plot | Your four-year relationship with Taehyung was going well and strong. Until he was involved in a car accident, resulting to him losing some memories. By some, it means everything that happened five years ago. Things he remember? His friends, his bakeshop, and his ex girlfriend from the past. With that, you tried to keep up, restarting over again.

genres | fluff, angst

pairing | taehyung x reader

warnings | mentioned in every chapter

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CHAPTER ONE

When a usual after-work pick up resulted to an accident, everything resulted to an unexpected restart between you and Taehyung.

CHAPTER TWO

When Taehyung decided to get to know you more, you two spend the whole day together.

CHAPTER THREE

As you and Taehyung get closer again, he still have someone that he cannot help come back to. Lily. Oppositely, you noticed some changes in you after the accident.

CHAPTER FOUR

You goes back to your job as a nurse while Taehyung tries to work in the bakeshop again. With more time spent apart, Taehyung finds way to catch up with his past missing years.

CHAPTER FIVE

Communication between you and Taehyung gets more harder as your time difference gets in the way, making more room for a secret to be kept. 

CHAPTER SIX

CHAPTER SEVEN

CHAPTER EIGHT

DRABBLES

Scenarios that did not made it to the final cuts of the chapters.

tea time - As you and Taehyung both struggle to find sleep almost two weeks after the accident, you simply offer him a cup of tea.

can i? -  The first time you had a nightmare after the accident, you ended up in front of Taehyung’s door.

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6 Tips on Writing An Actually Inclusive Reader Insert:

1. Do a ctrl + f search of the colors red and pink. If these colors are being used to describe the reader in any way, delete it.

2. Instead of "blushing", use "goosebumps", "shivers", "avoiding eye contact", etc. It still conveys the same thing, and you can get more creative than just using "blushing" 10,000 times.

3. Don't mention being pale or becoming pale (like, seriously, this is just a given). If you want to talk about the reader looking sick or dying, use "ghastly" or "sunken eyes", etc. Again, this is a great opportunity to be more creative in your language as well as inclusive

4. For body-inclusivity, don't talk about the reader sharing clothes with someone. I personally would not fit into anything that Nancy Wheeler owns, so yeah, let's just not do this

5. Don't mention hair. A lot of us can't just wash our hair and move on with our day. Don't get me started on "running their fingers across their hair". Just refrain from descriptions of styling, washing, and touching the reader's hair.

6. Don't put pictures of pretty, white girls for "aesthetics". It honestly just deters readers, and it's just not inclusive in the slightest

That's it, that's basically all you need to do to be inclusive. I'll admit, as a lighter skin POC writer, some of these did slip my mind when I used to write, but what's important is actually listening to readers and encouraging inclusivity in your writing.

If anyone has any other suggestions, feel free to put your own.

and we’re live!; dreamwastaken x reader, georgenotfound x reader, wilbur soot x reader

— synopsis: just some moments from their streams revolving around your relationship— honestly, chat loves the two of you.

dream reads a dono asking about you— just a general question, if you’re doing alright. 

“they’re good, tired from all their work they gotta finish, but they’re doing alright.” he pondered for a moment, sifting through your recent memories to find anything interesting to feed chat’s curiosity. 

“actually they’re in bed with patches, asleep, or they should be asleep— they told me they were going to bed an hour ago,” he chuckles. “knowing them, they’re probably still awake just stalking me on their phone.”

aww’s flood the chat, though he wasn’t quite sure they were warranted for what he said. regardless, he smiled— he loved that his audience loved and accepted you.

(though really, it’s not like it mattered anyways, he’d love you no matter what.)

⋆·˚ ༘ *

“george is complete shit at the game, chat, he’s so baaa-aaad…” george turned to you, throwing the pillow he was resting against, which you had actually thrown at him an hour earlier, at you in retaliation.

you screamed and pretended to fall, making sure you made a loud thump! noise to scare the viewers, considering you were completely out of view from the stream. “chat, help! unfollow, unsub, stop donating!”

he rolled his eyes. “they’re not gonna listen to you— you’re so dramatic, i swear.” thankfully, chat (at least a majority, there’s always a few outliers) could tell the two of you were joking from the way george was smiling, as well as your faint laughter in the back.

“i’m being bullied, on my own stream!” you threw the pillow back at him (lovingly, of course).

⋆·˚ ༘ *

“any new movies you watched?” wilbur hummed, thinking over the question. “you know, chat, i got a fun story to tell you.” 

he sat up, getting comfortable, fiddling with a toy he’d brought to his office. “my partner—” flashes of your name popped up on his screen, chat clearly getting hyped at the rare mention of your relationship. “yes chat, them— who else?”

although his question was rhetorical, people still replied with various jokes, but will ignored them and continued. “they really love… just summarizing things, like their day or a movie they watched, and acting them out and just going wild while they narrate, and it’s just… the best thing ever, i think.”

“as expressive as ranboo?” he read out. “not sure about that one, ranboo’s a pretty, pretty expressive guy… but definitely up there on the expressive scale.” he sighed, looking up at the camera and smiling. “it’s great chat, it really is.”

needless to say, chat was having a field day with the small share from his more private life.

Lost Stars | series masterlist

Summary: Jungkook was lost. He didn’t know who he was anymore, so he decided to leave and find himself. But he wasn’t expecting to find you along the way, an island girl who has no idea who he is. Jungkook has a secret. But so do you.

Pairing: Jeon Jungkook x f!reader.

Genre: Fluff, angst, drama, smut!  

Warnings: Idol!AU. Some social media (texts) here and there. Check the beginning of each chapter for the warnings! 

Taglist: Open! 

Intro + One

Two.

Three.

Four.

Five.

Six.

Seven.

Eight.

Nine.

Ten.

Eleven.

Twelve.

Thirteen

Fourteen. 

Fifteen.

Sixteen.

Seventeen.

Eighteen.

Nineteen.

Twenty.

Twenty one. 

Twenty two.

Twenty three.

Updates every Monday, Wednesday and Friday! ✨

WANTED : NEW ROOMMATE

pros : you get your own room, it’s cheap, near the campus, you get to live with us :) cons : you have to live with us :( for inquiries contact @ woozi @ wonu @ jun @ hoshi on twitter !!

suhnshinehaos presents…

synopsis : when yn’s exchange student roommates leave, they are left with the unfortunate task of finding a new place to stay. lucky for them, a room just opened up at apartment 5c, complete with the most interesting group of people they could ever hope to meet.

pairing : svt 96 line x gn!reader

genre/s : university au, roommates au, fluff, tiniest bit of angst (maybe), slice of life, humor

format : mostly smau + some written parts

taglist : open, just send an ask or reply to this post !!

—  episode list + note under the cut <3

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First to Fall - SVT 95 line (Completed!)

What happens when two friends who are ‘bad at love’ want to prove each other wrong?

Genres: romance, comedy, idiots-to-lovers, university au

Pairing: Reader & S.Coups (feat. Jeonghan & Joshua)

Warnings: language, absolute dumbassery

Note: this is a recast of an smau I have posted before

•••

Profiles

1. Taemin from SHINee

2. Scout’s Honour

3. How to Lose a Guy in 10 Days

4. Boom

5. First Date Types

6. As if

7. Wait What Happened

8. Awkward Silence

9. You Have No Idea

10. Emergency

11. No, Maybe

12. I Need To Tell You Something

13. Should’ve Gone First

14. I Don’t Know

15. Priorities

16. Missed

17. Standby for Backup

18. Starstruck

19. I’m Gonna Do Something

20. Because

21. A to B

22. Let’s Talk

23. Remedies

24. Warmth

25. Fuck It

26. Deja Vu

Epilogue

Loving You isn’t Hard to Learn

genres: hybrid, romance, found family, slow burn(ish) series rating: mature (mentions of/references to death and abuse. eventual smut) relationship(s): ot7 x female reader status: ongoing

In the middle of what many would call nowhere, a sign glows bright yellow. Old, unmaintained, and on its last legs, the letter e flickers for a few seconds before going dark. H aven’s Door Motel, it now reads.

chapter index: prologue | one | two | three | four | five | six

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long way home masterlist | jjk

pairing: dilf!jk x best friend!reader

genre: single dad jk, friends to lovers, angst

summary: jungkook's life makes an 180 degree turn when he's suddenly a single dad and while you're trying to help him come accustomed to the new circumstances, your long-standing friendship takes new turns as well.

part 01: cockblock

the one where you babysit jungkook's baby and somehow let the night end up with being a cockblock for him.

part 02: promises

the one where jungkook breaks his promise for the first time.

part 03: drunken confessions

the one where you had a little too much to drink and, oops, your lips are pressed against someone else's.

part 04: oh, you mean the babysitter?

the one where jungkook fucks up.

part 05: girlfriends and boyfriends flashback_01_

the one where you think calling jungkook will make you stop missing him but it actually worsens the ache in your heart.

part 06: apologies and excuses

the one where jungkook tries to apologise for his behaviour.

part 07: first time

the one where jungkook has to deal with your rejection for the first time.

part 08: the night i lost hope flashback_02_

the one where you're drunk and ask jungkook a question and he unknowingly crushes all your hopes with his answer.

part 09: birthday surprise(s)

the one where jungkook wants to surprise you on your birthday but then he gets surprised with a half naked jimin in your apartment.

part 10: best friends

the one where you're reminded why you love jungkook so much.

part 11: needing him flashback_03_

the one where you're absolutely broken and there's only jungkook you need.

part 12: weird behaviour

the one where jungkook is acting weird but you can't tell why.

part 13: little bear

the one where you miss nabi.

part 14: needing her flashback_04_

the one where jungkook is absolutely helpless and there's only you he needs.

part 15: concerned granny

the one where even the grannies in the coffee shop start missing jungkook.

part 16: unwanted guests

the one where jungkook proves to you that he's always there for you when you need him.

part 17: betrayal

the one where you're not enough for jungkook.

part 18:

part 19:

part 20:

part 21:

part 22:

part 23:

part 24:

part 25:

part 26:

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drabbles:

• baby

jungkook calling you "baby" for the first time.

• mummy milkers

you taking care of nabi.

• can u give me a hickey?

you asking jungkook for a hickey.

↬ your mum's reaction to the hickey

• fake mama

jungkook pretending you're nabi's mum in front of a stranger.

• first meeting

jungkook meeting nabi for the first time.

• why are ur cheeks so red?

you making jungkook flustered.

• jk's spa salon's special treatment

jungkook helping you to relax.

• can i cuddle u?

your first sleepover at jungkook's place.

• tummy hurt

jungkook comforting you during your period.

I was getting pretty fed up with links and generators with very general and overused weapons and superpowers and what have you for characters so:

Here is a page for premodern weapons, broken down into a ton of subcategories, with the weapon’s region of origin. 

Here is a page of medieval weapons.

Here is a page of just about every conceived superpower.

Here is a page for legendary creatures and their regions of origin.

Here are some gemstones.

Here is a bunch of Greek legends, including monsters, gods, nymphs, heroes, and so on. 

Here is a website with a ton of (legally attained, don’t worry) information about the black market.

Here is a website with information about forensic science and cases of death. Discretion advised. 

Here is every religion in the world. 

Here is every language in the world.

Here are methods of torture. Discretion advised.

Here are descriptions of the various methods used for the death penalty. Discretion advised.

Here are poisonous plants.

Here are plants in general.

Feel free to add more to this!

You stare blankly at where his hand was just seconds ago, gaze zeroing on the engagement ring and white gold band. His warmth is still on your skin. But his love for you apparently has been long gone

Pairing: Todoroki Shoto x Reader

Warnings: Has mature content, mentions of cheating and divorce

Status: Ongoing

Taglist: Closed

Updates: Weekends, no definite time

Chapter One

Chapter Two

Chapter Three

Chapter Four

Chapter Five

Chapter Six

Chapter Seven

Chapter Eight

Chapter Nine

Chapter Ten

Chapter Eleven

Chapter Twelve

Epilogue

༉‧₊˚ # ‘STARSTRUCK’ masterlist!

. ˚₊ ꒱ professor!techno x teacher assistant!reader

━━━ . ˚₊ ꒱ by DREAMWVRLD

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thank you for 1.5k followers! i have worked so, so hard to bring you this series and i hope you enjoy it! thank you for your overwhelming support for me and my work. this is all for you! <333

× &﹕SUMMARY ! ◞

the ancient history department gain a new teaching assistant, and professor technoblade hates how captivated his students are with them instead of his class. at least, he thought he hated it..

× #﹕WARNINGS & INFO ! ◞

enemies to lovers relationship, college!au relationship (teacher x teacher), cursing, suggestive themes, mentions of violence (greek mythology), gn!reader, IMPLIED SMUT, tba!

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Broken Pieces

A/n: I actually cried writing this, oops. Be prepared for a lot of angst. And I wrote this in one sitting

Pairing: Spencer Reid x Y/n

Genre: Angst (major) with a happy ending

WC: 3.7 k

CW: major spoilers for the season 14 finale | discussion of a hostage situation

Things had been bad for a while.

Y/n wasn't sure when it started. When Spencer got out of prison, and she could finally stop worrying about him, she had enormous concerns about how it would affect their relationship.

But it hadn't. Spencer was more determined than ever to prove his devotion. And, Y/n was terrified to lose him again. It was as if they were in a second honeymoon phase.

Spencer took time off, and they went on holiday to Italy. Spending every day in the sunshine, completely infatuated with each other. It was the perfect stress reliever from Spencer's trial.

When they got back, things stayed good. They fell back into the routine they had created in the 3 years they had been dating, apart from the fact they spend almost all of their free time together. It was a dream. Y/n figured it stayed like that for a year.

Unfortunately, it ended. Slowly but surely, they gravitated away from each other.

When their first honeymoon phase wore off, both of them were extremely dedicated to sticking to their relationship. They were able to keep the warm fuzzy feeling alive because they knew they were meant to be together, no matter what.

But, this time, it seemed to Y/n like Spencer didn't want to. The first time she noticed the difference was when Spencer was held hostage by The Believers cult. When he got off the plane, he didn't rush right into her arms.

Y/n figured enough was enough, which is why she sat in her car in front of her therapist's office. Twisting the ring on her left ring finger, wondering if today would be the day she finally had to take it off.

"Do you still love him?" Doctor Christina King asked her.

Y/n didn't hesitate to nod. "I'll always love him." She replied.

Dr. King nodded her head. "I can tell. You've taken a very healthy step by coming here." She acknowledged. "All couples go through rough patches." That wasn't what Y/n wanted to hear. She knew that. She and Spencer had fought before. "I know I'm not telling you what you want to hear." Wow, she was a damn good therapist. "Are you talking at all?" She questioned.

"Well, often he's on cases, so I don't see him. But, he always used to call. Now he sends me a text when he's coming home." Tears welled in Y/n's eyes at the memory of all the nights she'd spent alone. She was used to being by herself in their apartment, but she found it easier to sleep if she'd talked to him at least once during the day. "When he's in DC, he doesn't come back from work until 7 or 8. He eats dinner at the dining room table while I'm on the couch, usually reading. Then he goes and does paperwork or god knows what until I'm asleep. When I wake up, he's either gone or still asleep." She explained the routine they'd been stuck in for the last few months.

Dr. King nodded and jotted notes down the whole time. "I've got a few things you can do to help." She decided. "Firstly, I have no doubt in my mind that you love Spencer. You use 'he' instead of 'Spencer,' which shows how invested you are." She observed. It made Y/n smile a little. "But, because I've not talked to him, I can't be sure he still wants the same things you do." She tried to put it gently, but it still pained Y/n.

Of course, she'd thought about the fact Spencer probably didn't love her, but she'd never said it allowed. Just in case her fears came true.

"He's never been good at expressing his feelings." Y/n half complained, half defended.

"That can be tough for a lot of people." Dr. King explained. "Especially with the nature of his job." Y/n nodded at that. "I want you to talk to him. Real talk." She directed. The very idea made Y/n's heart race. "Make sure to be kind. It's important you don't end up in a fight. Open communication is crucial in any relationship, but it seems to be strained here." She continued, laying out the problems. "If that doesn't work, I think it would be beneficial for you two to come here. If it does work, then you both need to remember why you love each other. Activities like looking at old photos, going on dates, and intimacy are all going to help enormously." Dr. King explained. Y/n was just hoping it would go well.

"Alright, well, I'll try that out. Thank you." Y/n farewelled as she got up to leave the room.

Dr. King's voice drew her attention back. "He's lucky to have you." Y/n just hoped Spencer still wanted her. With a nod, she left.

Y/n hoped the sort the problem out that night, feeling a tiny bit of confidence. However, when Spencer wasn't home at 11, she decided she was going to bed.

The next day he was gone, clearly having slept next to her but gone.

After that, Spencer left on a case with one simple text. It read, Going to LA.

Until, one day, Penelope called.

"Y/n, did you hear the news?" She eagerly spoke into the phone.

Y/n could actually smile at the friend she'd made in Penelope over the years. "Uh, what news?" At least it couldn't be bad with how excited Penelope seemed.

"Rossi and Kyrstall are getting remarried!" She squealed so loudly Y/n had to hold the phone away from her ear.

"Oh, I had no idea," Y/n replied in a saddened tone.

"Reid didn't tell you?" She questioned.

Y/n diplomatically lied to avoid suspicion about their worsening relationship. "No, we haven't talked much this week."

"Oh," Penelope replied, not letting it deter her optimism but a little bit concerned. "Well, they're on the plane back from LA. Then Rossi's going to propose, and we're going to meet him on the BAU floor. Please tell me you'll come." She all but begged.

As much as Y/n wanted to go, she knew she would dampen everyone's spirits. And she didn't feel like expressing her feelings for Spencer in front of the whole team. "Sorry, I'm really not feeling too well." In her heart. "Will you tell him congrats from me? And send Spence home as soon as you're all done?" She asked, a few tears falling down her cheeks.

Penelope could sense something was off. "Are you okay? I mean, with everything that happened on the case, it's fair for you to be shaken up." Her tone was so caring.

But, her words caught in Y/n's mind. Planting weights that would cause her to sink if she didn't ask. "What do you mean?"

"Reid and JJ being held hostage, did he not tell you?" Penelope quickly asked.

The words made Y/n's heart stop. How unimportant was their relationship if Spencer didn't tell her he could have been killed? She wasn't sure if she wanted to punch him or give him a hug.

"Are you two okay?" Penelope continued her questioning.

The tears were streaming down Y/n's cheeks. "Uh, yeah, I guess he just forgot?" Wow, lame excuse, she thought as soon as she'd said it. "I have to go, P. Talk to you later." She quickly farewelled before hanging up the phone, not giving Penelope any more room to ask questions.

Y/n felt like her whole world had come crashing down. What if Spencer got hurt? Would she find out when Penelope called her? Was she even his emergency contact anymore?

Maybe, there was someone else. That would explain the distance between them. She couldn't stop her mind from crawling to that dark place. Was Spencer cheating on her was the biggest question in her mind. A year ago, she would have said 100% not. But now, as she sat crying on their sofa, she wasn't so sure.

She didn't expect Spencer to be back until late. So, alone, she had dinner and watched some TV.

It was 11 before the door was unlocked, and steps walked in. Usually, she would have looked to make sure it wasn't a murderer. But, maybe if she were taken hostage, Spencer would notice her.

Spencer walked into the living room, glancing at her. Subtly, he looked surprised. She usually wasn't up.

"Hey, Spence, it's nice to have you back." Y/n welcomed him, remembering how her therapist had advised her to act. Kind. She could do kind.

Spencer looked taken aback by her words. "Uh, thanks?" He asked like it was a question. It was the first time in weeks he'd spoken to her while looking at her.

It was the first time she'd had the chance to really take him in. She couldn't stop wondering if he had always been so good-looking.

"I was hoping we could talk." Y/n cautiously spoke, moving over so he could sit next to her. She felt like everything was riding on his reply. All the years of their relationship had lead to this moment.

Spencer's voice was quiet, like a murmur as he replied. "Uh, I've got some paperwork to do. Maybe tomorrow?"

Y/n didn't have time to express how tomorrow never seemed to come before Spencer left the room. She listened as he walked down the hallway, each step crushing her heart. Finally, he must have entered his office.

When he'd closed the door, she finally let out a sob. Still concerned he might hear. If he did, he didn't come.

So, she went to their shared bedroom. Climbing into the bed that hadn't felt warm in months.

And she thought. She thought about what she would do when they inevitably broke up. She'd probably stay at one of her friend's places before getting her own apartment. But who would fix a fuse if it blew?

She wondered if Spencer would chase her.

Would he reach for her in the night? She figured that he hadn't in months, so why would he start.

Would he show up and declared his love for her? She decided probably not, making her choke out more tears.

Would he miss her? Would he go grocery shopping himself? Would he remember to move the breakable objects out of the way when he babysat Michael? Would he figure out how to work Netflix on the TV? Would he fulfill his dream of having kids with someone else?

More than anything, she hoped he wouldn't hurt. Despite how much pain she was in, she didn't want Spencer to stop eating or sleeping. She convinced herself that if he were okay, she would be too. She just needed to put on a brave face and deal with the fact it was all over.

The clock showed it was 12:38 when Spencer walked in, making Y/n wish she had rolled over so he wouldn't have been able to see the tears on her cheeks. Immediately, she stopped them and tried to act like she was asleep.

Still, he didn't say anything. Spencer let her hurt in silence as he got undressed and climbed into bed next to her.

It was the first time in a while she had felt his weight next to hers on the mattress while they were both awake. Something about it felt comfortable, which she detested. She needed the break-up to be professional and quick.

"Am I the reason you cry every night?" Spencer spoke, his words barely above a whisper.

Y/n felt a twisting pain in her chest.

Apprehensively, she rolled onto her back, feeling Spencer's eyes on her. She just wanted to check if it was really him speaking.

"You don't make me cry." She tried to dismiss his claim, wiping her face.

Spencer huffed from next to her, a comfortable distance away. "I see the swelling around your eyes and how blood-shocked they are." He commented.

Y/n wanted to ask him why he'd never said anything, why he'd never tried to stop her pain. But, Dr. King said to be kind. So, she wiped another few tears up and tried not to feel the tightening in her chest. "It's alright, Spence." She assured him with fake confidence.

"Can't you see how fucked up that is?!" He exclaimed much louder than before. It shocked Y/n, both his volume and his swearing. "You're literally wiping up your tears right now and telling me it's okay that I make you cry."

She wondered what gave him the right to be mad. However, she decided open communication was a better idea. "What's happening to us, Spencer?" She asked with the hope of gauging where he was at.

"Nothing," Spencer replied shortly, much more what she was used to.

"If you don't want to talk about what's happening, then say so. Don't just lie and say nothing's happening." She declared, unable to maintain her stoic stance. It felt like everything in their relationship had boiled up to that moment.

Silence. All she got was silence.

"Are we breaking up?" She asked, still not receiving a reply. Instead, she got more tears. "How do I make you love me again, please, tell me?" She reduced to begging, pleading with her silent husband to give her an answer.

"I... I don't know." That was all the reply he gave her.

Y/n had tried so hard not to get mad that she was bursting at the seams. And that set her over the edge. "You're so fucking difficult, Spencer. We haven't talked properly in months. I had to find out from Penelope that you were held hostage and could have died. Do you know how much that worried me!?" She shouted, tears not letting up. Her voice cracked on her next question. "Do you have any idea how much I love you?" She managed to get out before sobbing.

"I'm sorry." He apologized quietly.

That was enough for Y/n to know it was well and truly over. She was so tired of fighting for something he didn't give a damn about. "I'll pack my things up tomorrow. Because it's a mutual separation, we only have to wait 6 months to file for divorce. I don't think I can stay here, so the apartment's yours." She briefly told him, going back to her objective approach.

"How do you... How do you know that?" Spencer asked. She knew his tones so well she didn't need to look over to know he was crying.

Y/n shrugged, not that he could see in the dark. "I looked it up." She replied.

"You want to get divorced?" Spencer asked, sounding annoyingly surprised.

"I'm not sure how else I can fix the fact our marriage is over," Y/n replied with a sarcastic laugh. Still crying an impossible amount of tears. "I have to know, was there someone else?" She preempted that his answer would sting. But she had to know.

"What? No, not at all." Spencer claimed adamantly. "And I don't want to get divorced." He decided.

Y/n laughed again before realizing he was serious. "Why not? I don't know what I can do to make you love me again." She replied, trying not to sound too annoyed. She was feeling far too many emotions to be mad. Everything, from fear to relief, but mostly heartbreak.

Hearing that his wife didn't think he loved her broke Spencer's heart. But, then again, why would she? He knew he'd been absent for the last few months.

He let out a loud sob, and Y/n wanted to hug him, but something inside stopped her. A little voice telling her that he didn't want a hug from someone he didn't love.

"I'm so sorry," Spencer said again, not sure what else to say.

"I can't blame you for not loving me. I just wish I could have been a better wife." She replied.

It ripped Spencer's heart up that she was footing the blame. Especially when he caused their distance. He hadn't even touched her in months, and he didn't know why.

He let out a loud groan. "Y/n, you've been the best wife I could ever ask for. I'm sorry I let you down and kept fucking up." He assured her. There was no way he could ever repay her for how much she'd helped him out. There was no kinder person on the planet.

"I just want to know what happened," Y/n replied, trying to get an answer to the big question.

Spencer didn't have one that was good enough. No words could take away the pain she had felt. He felt like such an idiot for not stopping it earlier. It would have been so much easier to fix. "I don't know what to tell you." He started. "There's no answer that justifies how much I've hurt you." He knew he was going to feel selfish for saying his next words. "I love you."

It made Y/n's heart skip a beat the way it used to. She could imagine they weren't in this situation, just for a second. "I love you too." He knew that much was true. "But I'm not sure we can make this work anymore."

Now it was Spencer begging for direction. "How can I fix this? Please, I'll do anything to see you not crying."

"My, uh, therapist said we just needed to be honest." That made Spencer's chest feel uncomfortably tight. He wanted to run to the bathroom and throw up.

He realized Y/n knew it was so bad she had to source help. He couldn't believe how much he'd fucked up. And how much he didn't deserve the sweet girl sobbing next to him, doing everything to fix their relationship.

"Y/n, I had no idea." God, he felt like an idiot. "I'm so fucking sorry. I've caused you so much pain." He figured, completely unsure how he could ever make it up to her.

Just when he thought she couldn't get any more perfect, she turned to face him.

Timidly, she reached out to wipe a tear running down his cheek. It was a touch like neither of them had ever felt, so soft and nervous.

Spencer had no idea what he'd done to deserve someone like her. He wasn't about to do anything to jeopardize it, so he turned to face her. For the first time in far too long, he was right where he wanted to be. Staring into Y/n's eyes. Despite the tears streaming down both their cheeks, it was perfect.

"I'm just so sorry, Y/n." Spencer pleaded again. He felt like he could tear his hair out. Like 100 years in prison wasn't a long enough sentence for making her cry.

Still, she shook her head. "I know you are, Spence." Oh, how had he missed his nickname coming from her lips. "I just want us to be okay again." She admitted.

Spencer had never, ever wanted anything more. "I don't deserve you at all." He reminded both of them. "But, I'm going to spend every day making it up to you if you'll forgive me."

Y/n nodded at him. "I love you, Spencer Reid, and I forgive you." She replied, cupping his face, despite her fingers being too small.

"I love you, Y/n Reid, and I'm so lucky to have you," Spencer replied, eternally grateful he got to spend the rest of his life with her.

Y/n smiled genuinely at him, not a fake smile this time. He'd never get sick of it. Spencer didn't waste a second cupping her face, using the pad of his thumb to wipe her falling tears away.

Slowly, she leaned in, dying for a kiss she had been missing.

Spencer pulled back before his lips met hers, despite how much he wanted to kiss her forever. "I need to tell you something."

Y/n gulped, pulse quicking at whatever his news was. "Yeah?" She meekly asked.

"Jennifer." He started using her first name, which was extremely odd. Y/n was hoped JJ was alright. Penelope hadn't mentioned anything to the contrary. "She told me she loved me."

That made Y/n drop her hands off Spencer's face, feeling her heart shattering all over again. Her world crumbling around her. "Do you love her? Is that why this isn't working?" She pressed.

"No, no, not at all." Spencer quickly rushed out, wanting to wipe the broken look off her face. "Maybe when I was 24 in a childhood crush way. But as soon as I met you, I knew you were the only person I'd ever want." He assured her, running his thumbs over the newly forming tears.

"Why did she?" Y/n asked.

It only occurred to Spencer then that she had no idea about the events of his day besides him being held hostage. "The unsub. He made us play a messed-up truth or dare game. He was deranged, he had a gun, and we were tied up. He wanted JJ to tell me something she'd never told anyone."

"Oh." Y/n let out, understanding the situation better. At least JJ hadn't randomly blurted it out. She was coerced.

"I don't know if it was true," Spencer admitted. "But she looked sure." He decided. "But she mentioned as being young a lot."

Y/n though she understood. "I think you were the first person she loved, and some of her heart will always belong to you. But, I've seen the way she looks at Will and the boys. It's how I look at you." She found her own meaning from what Spencer was telling her.

"You never fail to surprise me with how smart you are. I couldn't put it into words. No part of me thinks she'd ever leave Will and the boys." He admitted. JJ loved her family, and as Y/n had explained it, it was just puppy love.

Y/n's hands were back on his cheeks. "Can we kiss now?" She asked.

Spencer didn't reply verbally. They were both so starved of the other's lips, the kiss felt like it was 1000 years in the making. Like the universe was finally at rest.

Both of them were crying, holding each other's faces, and lip-locked. But it was perfect.

And they were back.

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Pairing: Jimin | Reader

Word Count: 37.2k (back at it again with the long af story)

Genre: PrinceJiminAU, Fantasy, Angst & Smut

Summary:  You know he doesn’t belong to you. It’s pure science, physics. The stars have always belonged to the night sky, but since when has the night sky belonged to one of its insignificant stars?

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Todoroki again! Just felt like drawing him ^^

p.o.v. | myg

summary: you were eight when you first met your soulmate. then you were eighteen when you realized that the boy who just got hired at the local record store next door, is also your soulmate. the issue at hand: you are the only one that knows.

pairing: yoongi x reader (fem)

genre: fluff, angst, soulmate!au, redstringoffate!au, college!au, high school!au

word count: 17.9k

warnings: PG-15, mentions of divorce, profanity, one year age gap (reader is 18, yoongi is 19), pg-15 food play (is that even a thing), yoongi works at a fucking record store

A/N: well damn. it’s the way this is technically not even a week overdue but literally 7 or 8 months overdue… I’m so sry bae @koushiningg! i’d like to thank @allurence , @pjmsdior​ , and @bangtans-peaceful-piegon​ for beta reading!! y’all fr have my whole ass heart. and sorry in advance for any grammar mistakes or mistakes in general, this is unedited!!! 

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Everything Between Us (Series Masterlist)

Genre: Mafia!AU, Angst, Romance, Fluff

Pairing: OT7 x Reader

Characters: Doctor!Reader, Gangster!Namjoon, Gangster!Seokjin, Gangster!Yoongi, Gangster!Hoseok, Gangster!Jimin, Gangster!Taehyung, Gangster!Jungkook

Summary: They left you without a goodbye, they broke your heart. You didn’t get your happily ever after. But now they’re back and they’re searching for you to make things right. Could you take them back into your life and let them back into your heart?

Warning: This story is fictional and has nothing to do with real life events or the actual members of BTS. It may contain depictions of violence, blood shed/ gore and mentions of abuse. Please read at your own discretion.

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Eunoia // Masterlist

eunoia (noun): beautiful thinking, the possession of a well-balanced mind, which exhibits goodwill and kindness

Pairings: Hybrid! BTS x reader

Summary: You are a world famous director and you have dedicated your life to your job.You have everything you could ever dream of; wealth, recognision, talent, your friends and family. But loneliness ins’t cured by success. So what happens when you somehow rescue seven hybrids? Can they fill the void?

Genre: Angst, fluff, hurt/comfort, eventual smut

Warnings: past abuse, past sexual abuse

Part I

✧ Chapter 1

✧ Chapter 2

✧ Chapter 3

✧ Chapter 4

✧ Chapter 5

✧ Chapter 6

Part II

✧ Chapter 7

✧ Chapter 8

✧ Chapter 9

✧ Chapter 10

Part III

✧ Chapter 11

✧ Chapter 12

✧ Chapter 13

✧ Chapter 14

✧ Chapter 15

✧ Chapter 16

Part IV

✧ Chapter 17

✧ Chapter 18

✧ Chapter 19

✧ Chapter 20

Part V

✧ Chapter 21

✧ Chapter 22

✧ Chapter 23

✧ Chapter 24

Ephemera

Pairing: Jimin x Reader

Genre: Fluff, Kinda Tragedy, Slow Burn, Romance

Word Count: 19k

Summary: This is the story of a young girl who wants to succeed and a boy who wants to be free. They feed each other their needs through a series of letters, but soon enough, their relationship becomes more than simple pen pals.

To live the ‘ideal’ life, you have to get good grades in school, and those grades will get you into a good college, leading to you getting a good job with good pay. Somewhere along the way, you’ll find the person you’re bound to marry and have kids with. Eventually, you’ll die, and your kids will continue the same life cycle you once lived.

That’s how you plan to live your life, though not exactly like it, but in a broad definition, yes. You’re in your last year of high school, striving hard to get into the school of your dreams. Well, not really the school of your dreams, but really a school mainly known for the major you’re going for, which is political science. It’s your dream to become a lawyer…or more like you know lawyers get paid a lot, so you want to become a lawyer.

Plus, it’s so that your parents will stop bugging you about what you’re majoring in, even though no matter what major you tell them, it’ll lead to an hour-long lecture of how you won’t get a job with that major. You’re just lucky that political science sounds convincing enough for them. You told them specifically political science because you knew that you become squeamish when it comes to blood, so becoming a doctor is already a no. You were thinking of becoming a biologist, but what are the chances of you finding a job with that besides becoming a teacher? So becoming a lawyer seemed like the easiest way in terms of getting money.

It seems like your life is set on track. After getting your bachelor’s degree, you’ll take the LSAT, apply for law school, get your JD, then take another exam and finally start working your career up. However, the only problem between you and getting into your college is community service. Your college requires that you do at least fifty hours of community service. Unfortunately, you’re too busy with your studies for entrance exams, putting your senior portfolio together, and attending classes at your local community college to earn credits to work up your units for college. At the end of the day, you just want to confine to your bed and sleep until the next morning.

To your luck, your Red Cross Club is offering a volunteering opportunity, and this one is in your favor. There’s no specific location where you have to do this volunteering job; you can do it from the comforts of your home. For the entire school year, you have to be pen pals with a patient from a hospital via the traditional handwritten letter.

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when the camellia blooms | pjm

park jimin x kim! reader

sypnosis: diagnosed with the hanahaki disease, you had only two options - accept a deathly fate, or never love again. 

genre: au, angst, fluff, humor, friends to lovers? maybe.

warnings: many talks of death and dying, minor character death, pain, unrequited love, swearing, talks of past sexual experience while intoxicated, pining, longing, really sad reader, and lots of angst.

word count: 7.2 k

“you would die for her, for him.”

“You’re dying.”

The two words escape past his lips steadily and breathily as your widening eyes linger on the way his hands fiddle with one another out of habit. He sighs deeply and resists the urge to avoid screaming at you and maintain eye contact out of professionalism, pushing back his slipping glasses.

“At this rate, you won’t have any more than a month. Had you told me this sooner, y/n, the results wouldn’t have been as scarce. But because you waited after almost a year of this, I’m afraid there’s not much to do.” He pushes his desk lightly to pull away from it, creating a mere distance between himself and the papers which finalized your future’s passing. Reaching his collar, he tugs on his tie to loosen it before unbuttoning the first stitch as he looks at you with seemingly stray and angered eyes mixed with sympathy.

Suddenly, his sight wanders the room as he shakes his head repeatedly, scoffing in disbelief. He then smiles, dimples prominent, lip tightened, eyebrows furrowed, and eyes broken, piercing straight at its target - that being you.

Standing up, he takes off his glasses and slams his fist onto the chair’s arm rest before running a hand across his hair, softly hissing.

The professionalism is now out of the drain, “You’re an idiot, y/n.”

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