Evie, a Gilbert, but selfless. Always put others first, and herself last. It is her senior year, and she meets Klaus, and it goes from there..... (inspired from S3 of tvd.) ^(basically the story, just you in it with multiple things changed.) GIVE ALL STORY CREDIT TO TVD WRITERS

"𝑰'𝒎 𝒔𝒐𝒓𝒓𝒚, 𝑰 𝒄𝒂𝒏'𝒕 𝒘𝒐𝒓𝒌 𝒐𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒄𝒂𝒔𝒆" Y/N thought she was over her past but when she had to face it again she realized it still haunts her. What will happen? Will she get out of it? And what will happen between her and Spencer? Will it all get resolved or will the situation get fucked up? Read to find out! Spencer Reid x reader (she/her) TW's will only be shown in the introduction! First time writing a wattpad story so please bare with me and give me tips! Started: 30th nov 2023 Finished: 8th feb 2024 I DO NOT OWN ANY OF THE CRIMINAL MINDS CHARACTERS I ONLY OWN THE STORY LINE AND THE OTHER CHARACTERS!!

Spencer Reid was sixteen years old when his best friend vanished. Sixteen when he opened her college dorm room and found blood smeared across the walls. Sixteen when her case went cold, declared dead without ever being found. Ember Swan was twenty-nine when she got arrested by the Behavioural Analysis Unit in the FBI. Twenty-nine when she stared into the face of the boy she used to know. Twenty-nine when the secrets about her past were forced to unravel. ••• set during season 7+

❝You really think you can fight them with a bow and arrow?❞ [ season 3+4 of the vampire diaries ] klaus mikaelson x fem!oc started: 11 august 2015 finished: 28 january 2018

𝐊𝐋𝐀𝐔𝐒 𝐌𝐈𝐊𝐀𝐄𝐋𝐒𝐎𝐍 𝐗 𝐎𝐂 ❝ I'LL BE EVERY MASTERPIECE YOU MAKE ❞ 𝘯𝘺𝘤𝘵𝘰𝘱𝘩𝘪𝘭𝘪𝘢 (𝘯.) 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘥𝘢𝘳𝘬𝘯𝘦𝘴𝘴 𝘰𝘳 𝘯𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵, 𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘥𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘳𝘦𝘭𝘢𝘹𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯 𝘰𝘳 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘵 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘥𝘢𝘳𝘬𝘯𝘦𝘴𝘴. 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐕𝐚𝐦𝐩𝐢𝐫𝐞 𝐃𝐢𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬 | season two - season four

Arabella never meant to fall for him. He's her boss. A single father. A man still carrying the weight of too much loss. But the night Aaron Hotchner calls and asks her to watch his son, something shifts. It starts with Jack-movie nights, soccer games, inside jokes. But somewhere between bedtime stories and quiet cups of coffee, Arabella finds herself drawn into the spaces Hotch keeps guarded. The silences. The glances. The way he looks at her like she's the first steady thing he's allowed himself in years. Their connection is unspoken, fragile, and slow-achingly slow. But some loves aren't born in sparks. Some are built in quiet moments-until they become impossible to ignore. Just this once, she lets herself want more. Just this once, he lets her in. And neither of them is ready for what that means. Best ranking: #5 - aaronhotchner

Spencer wraps the blanket tighter around us causing me to melt into him further. He sweeps my wet hair over my shoulder while I stare out towards the golden sunset. He plants a kiss on my temple before nuzzling his face into my neck. "Thank you," He whispers. I run my fingers through his soft curls, "For what?" "For showing me life doesn't always have to be so serious," He sighs. "I don't know what I did before you," He mutters, almost like it wasn't for me to hear.

You have just finished graduate school successfully double majoring in Criminal Justice and Forensic Psychology. Along the way you had picked up an internship doing paperwork for the FBI, since you planned on being an agent once graduating. Your supervisor tells you about a job opportunity as a profiler in the Behavioral Analyst Unit in Quantico, Virginia. This story is a ReaderxSpencerReid fanfic. I promise it will be more detailed and better than the description. As a fair warning there will be descriptions of gore and horrific events. I will put trigger warnings. As well as some spoilers if you have not finished the series. 🏅1- #matthewgraygubler 🏅 1- #reidxreader 🏅 1- #Solving 🏅 6- #Spence 🏅 4- #bau

She's worked with two notorious killers for years, but now she's in an interrogation room while the team at the BAU try to grill information out of her. Where are they? Why did you do it? Why do you kill like that? Why do you spend so long with your victims and most importantly - why were you so easy to find? Spencer's on the other side of the mirror, observing her body language. She doesn't flinch, her eyes don't twitch or move from the desk but she's trying to hide one thing - her index finger rapidly tapping against her thigh. It doesn't take a genius to see her brows furrow a fraction of an inch when she says one sentence. "They are my family." She's a liar. A thief. A murderer. But shes innocent. And they just gave her a job. ••••• On the cover, it says 'Spencerreidsgirlf'. It was my old username which I can't be arsed to change because I like the cover, and I think it's getting my fanfic attention so...enjoy!