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𖧧. ָ࣪ ！ CRIMINAL MINDS MEN ！1.01 ！⨳

✧ SPENCER REID :: “ i don’t believe that intelligence can be accurately quantified , but i do have an iq of 187 , an eidetic memory and can read 20 thousand words per minute … yes , i’m a genius . ”

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Aaron Hotchner — Hanley Waters

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hey besties here’s another snippet :) ty for the love on the first one!!!! enjoy and let me know what you think <3

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“Can you come over after work?” Emily asked into the phone. “I think…we should talk.”

Emily opened the door for Aaron, who already looked confused.

“Em, why so serious?”

“Can we…talk?”

“Yes, you mentioned talking already,” Aaron said snidely. “That’s why I’m here isn’t it?”

“It’s…something’s been on my mind recently.”

“Well, talk to me, sweetheart. What’s going on?”

“Something needs to change.”

They’re both quiet, Emily looking at the floor and Aaron looking at Emily.

Then they both try to speak up at the same time. They’re both pacing, trying to talk over each other.

“Something needs to—”

“Yeah I heard you, I just—”

“It’s just that—”

“I don’t know what—”

Then Emily spins around, Aaron looking up when he hears her shoe hit the ground.

“I don’t like how this feels!” Emily shouts with more force than she meant to, less force than would be warranted. “I don’t like how this feels,” she says quieter this time. “Not anymore.”

“You…what?” Aaron asked, confused. Emily notices his face fall, he seems almost sad.

“It just feels like we’re not equals in this, I don’t know, I—I don’t really know how to explain it.” Emily pauses, taking a breath, steadying herself. “Sometimes you…you make me feel small? Or unimportant? And just…even when I’m spending time with you, you…it doesn’t feel like you bother paying attention to me. I—”

“Me?” Aaron exclaims. “I’m doing this?” He stops, exasperated. “No, I—I don’t think I’m the one doing anything, I’m not making you feel anything.”

“I feel like—”

“I’m not making you feel anything, how can you say this is on me?!”

“Can you just listen for one second?”

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#OH SNAP #okay the dialogue here??? a punch to the gut #this conversation was so raw and real: it felt like I could see it playing out in front of me #the desperation to get your point across overtaking your need to listen #and Emily making valid points and aaron trying to talk over her when he should be listening?! you bet I’m screaming #just !!!!!! #fic recs

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ash your tags once again making me 🥲💕💘💖 ily!!!

m bestie… it’s embarrassing that i’m answering this a MONTH after you sent it but hiiii you’re so talented and i’m SO PSYCHED to go read the other preview you posted!!! 🥰

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heeeeyyy besties here’s a preview of something i’m working on 👀 feel free to reblog with your thoughts and let me know what you think!!! love y’all

“Maybe…if we had been closer in age maybe this could have been fine. Maybe, just maybe, we could have worked.”

“Literally—I—stop infantilizing me! You’re not being fair, I’m not a child.”

“Then why are you acting like one?” he spat. “You’re being ridiculous.”

“You stood me up, Aaron. You didn’t show up to my party,” Emily said, quieter now.

“‘You didn’t come to my party’ what are you seven? I’m sorry I got stuck dealing with something for work. If you were half the adult you claim to be you would understand that.”

“You said you’d be there.”

“I—”

“You said you’d be there!” Emily yelled from across the room. “I told you weeks ago that my mother was planning an entire thing! Some unbearable fancy event with her unbearable fancy people. I hated the idea but my mom pushed it and told me to invite my people, and…and you said you were gonna make it bearable.” Emily paused, inhaling a shaky breath. “Do you really not remember any of this?” All Emily got in response was a blank stare off to the side, not even looking at her. “You told me you’d cleared it with your boss and that you would be there.”

“I’m sorry I missed your party,” Aaron cut in. “Is that what you want me to say?”

“This isn’t even about the party anymore!”

“So what—”

“This was important to me, Aaron! It was supposed to be all the important people in my life, but you never showed.” They were both silent, save for the sounds of intermittent breaths and fabric shifting. “They all asked about you, y’know?” Emily added. “They were so excited to meet you, my friends. My mom’s friends too.”

“Emily, I told you I was sorry,” Aaron said sharply, a twinge of annoyance in his tone.

“Yeah, me too,” Emily replied.

“Come on, no,” he said quickly, reaching towards her to wrap her in a hug. “No, I don’t wanna fight, I love you.”

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Confetti Falls To The Ground

Summary: You want his midnights, his New Year’s Days, and everything and anything with him in between

Pairing: Spencer Reid x Reader

Word Count: 975

Author’s Note: Based on Long Live/New Year’s Day and written while sleep deprived and sorta still tipsy

Confetti Falls To The Ground

In the little apartment, away above the bustling street, it’s quiet. Except for the near silent chatter of the glowing television and Spencer’s deep snores. Fireworks crackle in the distance and from the window, you can see people leaning from their fire escapes banging wooden spoons against pots and pans.

Technically, it’s your fourth New Year’s Even with Spencer. In actuality, you’ve only spent two of them together. The first year, you were working the late shift at the hospital and the third year Spencer was off on some case saving people from horrors you can’t even imagine. And through all of it, through the hard parts and the easy parts, through all the wrongs and rights there’s no one else you’d rather be by your side. You wouldn’t want anyone’s midnight but his.

“Happy New Year, Spencer,” you whisper, pressing a kiss to two fingers that you placed against his forehead. You’ve never been big on pet names; justifying to Spencer that his name was already the sweetest thing you can call him, because it was his. And of course, he stammered over his words through his flushed cheeks.

“I love you,” you say, knowing that he’s not going to respond, at least right now.

Despite the fireworks and the shouting people, Spencer’s snores remain steadfast. His head slips from its position on the pillow to your shoulder and you can feel his breath against your skin. You’ve been with him long enough to know that each case threatens to take a little piece of him from you. And you love him enough to know that you’ll always be by his side to glue him back together.

Just as you’re thinking about grabbing the half eaten platter of New Year’s Eve snacks in the refrigerator, Spencer stirs against your arm. His hands grab your shirt as he tries to hoist himself into a sitting position. Clearly still half asleep, he rubs his eyes. You’re about to bring the covers to his chin, but suddenly his lips are covering yours before you can even move a muscle.

You’re not a genius like Spencer. You doubt there’s anyone in the world quite like him. But even though you don’t have his memory, what you’ll never forget is every kiss you’ve shared. Your first kiss by his car in the pouring rain, all the kisses in this apartment, in the small corner of the used bookstore and everywhere in between.

But maybe it’s Spencer that makes you, not a hopeless romantic, but a hopeful one. Because when he’s lips move against yours and his hands hold your face close to his, you’re sure he’s your soulmate. He tastes like spearmint toothpaste and smells like ivory soap. You can breathe him in, but it’s hard when he’s taking your breath away. Whatever he tastes like, smells like, feels like, you know it’s home. Spencer’s fingers tickle your skin, moving slowly from your jaw to your lips as he breaks the kiss.

It’s a serious moment. It’s one of those polaroid moments. The kind of memories you’ll look back on when you’re both a little bit older and a little bit grayer. It’s a serious moment, but with Spencer it’s fated to be sweet. He cracks first, a goofy smile that’s all teeth forming across his mouth.

“It’s after midnight,” Spencer says, his voice laced with sleep, “But I had to kiss you, even if it’s late,” he adds, pushing a piece of your hair behind your eye.

“You can always be my New Year’s kiss, late or early,” you whisper back, licking your lips as your eyes flicker to his lips, “Happy New Year, Spencer,”

“Happy New Year,” Spencer says, still sleepy as he stifles a yawn, “Play with my hair?” he asks, already shifting down so he is able to rest his head on your chest. You nod, reaching to the nightstand for the remote to shut off the television.

Now the only light that remains is the glow from the Christmas lights, which will stay up well into January. Spencer settles in, his head resting against your chest. Your thread your hands his hair, loving the way it feels against your fingertips. He can feel your heartbeat against his cheeks. It quickens still when he’s close, even though him being close is nothing new.

He murmurs something you can quite make out, but you feel his words vibrate against your shirt. Spencer leaves kisses against your shirt, clearly on his way to sleep again. You drag your finger up his eyebrow and down the rest of his face.

“Spence, you gotta say that again,” you whisper, braiding a couple pieces of his hair as you swap secrets in the darkness of the bedroom.

“I said thank you for giving new years to care about,”

His voice is muffled when he talks. Maybe it’s exhaustion or maybe it’s comfort but he buries face into the soft fabric of your shirt seeking your warmth as he’s lulled to sleep. Spencer snakes his arms around your waist, squeezing you so tight like he’s afraid you’ll vanish by morning.

“There’s no one I’d rather clean up bottles and glitter and Polaroids scattered from the night before with,” you whisper, maneuvering your head to kiss his forehead.

You hold Spencer close as he holds you tight. His breathing evens out as he drifts off to sleep, holding onto the memories you’ve have yet to make as he holds on to you. From the polaroid memories to the serious ones. From the goofy smiles that can’t help but turn into kisses that are all teeth to sly ones that lead to something more. From laughter you can recognize anywhere and to all this magic you’ve made there’s no one you’d rather been fighting dragons with.

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#long live/New Years day/ Spencer Reid?! a dream combo I’m obsessed #that first paragraph? the way you so perfectly described the atmosphere surrounding them? it was so quaint and peaceful I felt like I was #geuinely there- and the way there’s so much going on outside but you’re in a little cocoon with spence? Alexa play that should be me #“through the hard parts and the easy parts/ through all the wrongs and rights: 🥺 the goal is a love like this #:YOU WOULDNT WANT ANYONES MIDNIGHT BUT HIS: hi I’m crying this is so sweet!! #the perfect way to get back into reading on here/ celebrating the new year 💕 #their love is so strong- the way reader knows how hard his job is on him but is always there to piece him back together? it’s such a pure #example of unconditional love and trust #PLS the way the first thing he did when he opened her eyes was kiss them?! could this be any cuter omg #remembering all of the kisses you guys shared regardless of an eidetic memory 😭 once again: I am SCREAMING #THE CONCEPT OF A HOPEFUL ROMANTIC?! GUESS WHO’S SCREAMING AGAIN #I LOVE that everything about this is so beautiful #you always have the loveliest descriptions- it brings so much life to your stories! (teach me your ways pls) #keeping the Christmas lights up until January?? lover vibes indeed!! #the domesticity of this is so soft 🥺♥️ #everything about this was SO amazing 🥰 happy new year!! #fic recs

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More Than Friends

Pairing: Spencer Reid x gn!Reader Includes: Brief use of curse words Category: Fluff (1.5k words) A/N: Extra special shoutout to @spencerslibrary for sending me prompts last night and singlehandedly breaking my months long writer’s block.  All prompts used are bolded- i’m a bit rusty, but i hope you guys like this one!

On a scale of one to a hundred, the woman working the counter at Yarn and Co. was a hundred percent positive that the fate of a future relationship lied in her hands.

 And apparently, said future was entirely dependent on the color yarn she swayed her customer to buy.

“Do you think a burnt orange would be good for a scarf?  Or would it be too bright for the winter months?” Spencer looked up, watching as Lizzie, his favorite employee at Yarn and Co., nodded her head and moved to grab the requested color.

“Wait, no! Burnt orange is typically associated with aggression and selfishness, I don’t want them to think that I hate them when I’m trying to tell them that I-” His words cut off abruptly, cheeks going red and gaze drifting to the floor.

And in the split second of silence, Lizzie knew she had her in.

“Spencer, you’ve been coming here a long time, and I’ve never seen you like this before- is this a two in one gift?” Lizzie’s question came out softly, each of her words blanketed in a level of softness that Spencer desperately craved in that moment.

“A- a what?” 

“A two in one gift- are you planning on giving them the scarf and pronouncing your love in one go?”

It was at that moment Spencer’s face grew impossibly more red, a feat Lizzie had previously deemed impossible.

“No!  I’d like to, but they’re- they’re talking to someone else.  Or I mean, they may be talking to someone else?  We had a movie night last week, and someone called at least three times during the movie.  And it was during Star Trek!  I mean who does that-”

“Spencer,” as his name left Lizzie’s mouth, all protests came to a pause and his eyes met hers.

“What if they like someone else?  What if they like someone else and they laugh at the fact that I think I even stand a chance with them?” His voice shook as the question left his lips, and Lizzie felt the urge to knit a blanket and wrap him in its comforting warmth right then and there.

“Is this person someone you trust?”  Her question was met with a nod, and she immediately continued.

“And is this person someone you can see a future with?”

“Yes”.

“And does this person make you happy?”

“More than anything”. 

“Would you regret not letting them know how you feel?”

“Probably”.

“So then what’s stopping you?”

The million dollar question.

“What if they’re happy with this other person?  I know there’s someone else.  They called during our movie night, and they were texting them when we went out to dinner the week before that, and who knows what happens when I’m not there-,” his eyes were wide, the possibility of the person he so clearly loved loving someone else was too large of a load to bear.

“Respectfully man, fuck that guy.  You’re here, on your day off, looking for yarn to make them a homemade scarf.  A scarf that I know they’re going to love.  Because it came from you.  So honestly?  Make the scarf, pick out a restaurant for your date, and go show them what they’re missing”.

The store was silent, sans the acoustic guitar melody coming from the shop’s speakers, for the next thirty seconds.  And with each passing moment of silence, Lizzie was more and more sure that she had lost her favorite customer for good.

Until he finally looked up from the floor, a look of determination she had never previously seen gracing his features.

“I’m gonna go with emerald for the scarf,” his words were accompanied with a bright smile as he moved to grab the yarn and retrieve his credit card from his wallet. 

“I-okay”?  And just like that, it was Lizzie’s turn to be confused.  

“It symbolizes truth and love.  What better color for a confession?” 

The question hung in the air as his yarn was packed and paid for, but anyone could see it was different from before.  Where there was once uncertainty and tension was now happiness and hope.

It was an atmosphere they could both get used to.

“Thanks, Lizzie!  I’ll let you know how it goes,” and with that, Spencer was out the door with newfound determination and Lizzie was left to wonder if she was a life coach in a previous life.

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Three bundles of yarn, six pricked fingers, seven mirror pep talks, and two weeks later Spencer found himself in front of your door.

One hand held a scarf.  An imperfectly perfect, slightly misshapen, made with love, emerald green scarf.  The other hand?  The other hand held a rose, a rose he hoped would find its way into the vase that always sat in the center of your dining room table.

And if that rose was placed in the vase just before you got changed for dinner with the emerald green scarf on display?  Well, he certainly wouldn’t complain.

“Spencer?”  

Oh.  

If there was one thing Spencer wasn’t planning on happening, it was you, with a bag of groceries in tow, finding him outside your door.  

“Hi!  I- I was just about to knock,” His words came out in a rush, and the smile you sent his way made his heart skip several beats.

He loved that smile.

“I figured, Spence- it’s nice to see you!  Are those for me?”  How you were so calm when his heart was racing at an incomprehensible speed was beyond him.

“Yeah, I um- I made you this scarf because I know you said your old one was falling apart a bit?  And- and I got you this rose because I was gonna ask if you wanted to get dinner tonight”, you opened your mouth to respond, but the brief moment of silence proved to be too long for Spencer as he gestured towards the bag in your hand before speaking once more.

“But, it looks like you have dinner taken care of!  So, I’ll just um leave the scarf with you and see you again next week for movie night- bye!” As the last syllable left his mouth he draped the scarf around your neck, gifting you with a final nod of acknowledgement before he turned to leave.

But then he heard your voice.

“Spencer!” 

He shifted, his eyes moving to where your fingers gently played with the frayed edges of the scarf as your own gaze searched for his.

“Spence… you made this for me?  No one’s ever made me something so thoughtful before”.

His face was flushed as his eyes met yours, his actions moving to undermine the genuinity of his actions.

Shoulders shrugged and hands twisted together, Spencer assured you that “it really wasn’t a big deal” and he just “happened to have extra yarn in his apartment”.

A façade you saw through clear as day.

“And the rose!  Spence, are you asking me out?”

The look on his face told you everything you needed to know.

“No!  I mean... yes, maybe, as… friends?” The word ‘friends’ passed his lips and you swore you felt your heart break in two.  Because if there was one thing you wanted, it was to go on a date with Spencer Reid- as more than friends.

“Oh- I- why just friends?” The hurt was evident on your face, and the confusion was evident on Spencer’s.  

“Because you're taken?  You kept getting phone calls the last two times we hung out,” and well, as the explanation of his reasoning left his mouth, Spencer couldn’t help but feel a little silly.  But, he was standing his ground- something had to be going on that he didn’t know about.

Realization crossed your face, your head shaking as you moved to grab your phone with your free hand.  “This is why I’ve been on my phone so much,” you tilted the screen in his direction, a picture of your friend and her boyfriend- now fiancé- embellishing the screen before him.  “He proposed tonight- he’s been asking me for help with picking out the ring and planning, that’s actually where I just was.  And then I went to the store to buy things to make dinner tomorrow night so she and I can celebrate”.

The blush returned to Spencer’s cheeks as the smile returned to yours, your hand boldly moving to entangle your fingers with his after your phone was placed back in your pocket.

“So, about that date- maybe it can be as more than friends?” Your question hung in the air between the two of you, and for a split second you were worried that maybe you read the room entirely wrong.

But then, his fingers squeezed yours and all was right in your apartment corridor once more.

“More than friends it is”.   

And when Lizzie was gifted a bright yellow scarf, a color most often associated with friendship, by Spencer a month later?  Well, she knew that everything worked out just fine for the two of you.  And that she most definitely was a life coach in a previous life.

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HEY ASH 😁😁 (btw it’s me joce, i changed my url)

how have you been i’ve missed you!! xoxo

and some prompt requests for you!—“are you asking me out?” “no. i mean... yes, maybe, as… friends?” and “man, fuck that guy. go show her what she’s missing.”

LOVE YOU BESTIE MWAH MWAH

JOCE!! miss you bestie- things have been good, I hope everything’s been going well with you!! 💛these prompts singlehandedly cured my writers block last night THANK YOUUU 🥰 gonna post it in .2 seconds!

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HAPPY HOLIDAYS EVERYONE!

i just want to take the chance to tell all of you how much i appreciate and love you. your posts on my dash always brighten up my day whether or not we interact. you all are my favorite people in the whole wide world and are absolutely incredible, talented people. merry christmas wherever you happen to be!!!

and if you don't celebrate christmas or any other holiday around this season, have a great day/night. i love you :)

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#ahh this is so sweet HAPPY HOLIDAYS!!! #and we’re officially moots!! sorry I’m so late to the party lol #hope you had a great holiday/have a great new year!! 🥰 #saved by ash

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oblivious idiots in love

“ you really don’t see it, do you? “

“ if there’s nothing going on between the two of you, you don’t mind if i ask her out on a date, do you? “

“ you flat out just admitted that you have feelings for me. “

“ i think i’m falling in love with you. “

“ is that really all she is to you? “

“ she's just a friend? “

“ you’re so full of shit. “

“ come on, you’re in love with her. “

“ doesn’t take an idiot to figure it out. “

“ i wanted to kiss you. “

“ i’ve been wanting to kiss you for quite a while. “

“ it’s not like i’ve fantasized about you or anything… “

“ friends don’t talk about each other that way. “

“ you said i had nice lips. who says that? “

“ it’s just an innocent kiss. “

“ friends kiss each other all the time, right? “

“ it’s easy to confuse feelings for something they aren’t, especially when eye-contact is involved. “

“ you’re still hung up on derek. “ “ derek? my asshole ex? “

“ if you refuse to make a move, i will. “

“ man, fuck that guy. go show her what she’s missing. “

“ just put us all out of our misery and admit it already. “

“ you were practically made for each other. “

“ she shut me down last time, remember? “

“ you’re in denial. “ “ i am not in denial! “

“ look me in the eyes and tell me you don’t feel something for mw. “

“ do you have a crush on me, or something? “

“ are you asking me out? “ “ no. i mean... yes, maybe, as… friends? “

“ don’t let this one go. he’s perfect for you. “

“ do you think that this, us… do you think it could ever… be something more? “

“ she's everything i ever wanted, but i don’t want to risk losing her as a friend. “

“ i’m worried, that if we go there…. things might never be the same. “

“ you know that’s not the case. she adores you. “

“ you’re more than just friends. i mean, it’s obvious. “

“ of course i love him, we’ve been friends for ages. “

“ grow some balls and be honest with her. “

#it’s been a hot minute since I wrote anything but I have some time tonight/tomorrow morning!! #feel free to send some prompts in 🥰 #writing prompts

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dropping by to say hi!!! miss you around these woods and hope you’re doing well 💞💗💘

ahh hi m!! this is the cutest thing, i miss you tons!hope everything is going well with you also 🥰♥️

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🥺♥️ ily!!

#ash answers #saved by ash

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#what a cutie 🥰 #derek #icons

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literally anyone who leaves a comment on a fic with quotes and their thoughts on the quotes they’ve picked out….. ur for real curing me of all of my illnesses literally the purest form of love 

#hopped on to this app after being away for awhile and this was the absolute sweetest welcome back ♥️♥️♥️ #this piece will forever be one of my favorites!! pretty sure I could have posted a million more tags about how much I love your writing #comments are SO important and are truly one of the only things that kept me going when I was writing!! couldn’t agree more- #if you love something make it known!! I promise every creator would love to hear that you love something they put time and effort into ♥️ #hope you’re doing well!!!! 💕 #saved by ash #long post

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me until further notice: 🧣🍷💋♥️💄💃🏽🥀‼️

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