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spencer reid . iii

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Feel free to recommend me some more fics! If there is any author that doesn’t want their work on here pls let me know and I’ll remove it. Series are at the bottom.multi-chapter fics are at the bottomBe warned for spoilers. I will not be adding spoiler warings so tread lightly

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All the Little Things . ii by @juniorgman187

genre: fluff, angst, fem reader, bau reader | summary: JJ’s Season 6 departure reimagined

a fairytale in vegas by @writer-in-theory

genre: fluff, slight angst, gn reader, bau reader | summary: co-workers reader and spencer were relieved to get some time away from each other over the holidays, so they’re in for a surprise when their mothers let them know they’ll all be spending christmas together.

all it takes to fall by @/literaila

genre: angst, fluff, fem reader, bau reader | summary: the reader has been acting strange. spencer has noticed. he just might have to help.

Annotations by @dream-a-little-bigger-x

genre: fluff, fem reader, bau reader | summary: spencer starts to fall for the person who is talking to him through a book

because I love you by @atlabeth

genre: fluff, slight angst, fem reader, bau reader | summary: spencer has a best friend in one of the secretaries at the office, but after a case nearly goes very wrong, he can’t seem to figure out why she’s mad at him.

Be Careful What You Wish For by @/goldentournesol

genre: angst, fluff, fem reader, bau reader, established relationship | summary: The one where Spencer gets exactly what he wished for, but it isn’t necessarily for the best. | notes: this was so fun to read!!

Broke My Heart by @darnittumbleweed

genre: angst, fluff, fem reader, fbi reader, lovers to exes | summary: Spencer reid and reader started pulling apart from each other to the point of breaking up. What happens when years later they have to work a case again.

Cozy by @speedreiding

genre: fluff, gn reader, established relationship | summary: the reader and Spencer have only been living together for about a week, but Spencer likes his bedroom really cold, and she likes it on the warm side, so they have a little sleepy argument in the middle of the night and the solution is cuddles and lots of blankets because Spencer is a stubborn lil cutie

come closer by @literaila

genre: fluff, gn reader, established relationship | summary: little blurby blurb about spencer reacting to reader being a blanket hog

crumbing feelings by @/literaila

genre: angst, fem reader, bau reader, established relationship | summary: falling so hard. falling too hard.

coping mechanisms by @veryberryjelly

genre: fluff, fem reader, bau reader | summary: one leaning their head onto the other's shoulder suddenly and they just freeze

call out my name . ii by @/mggpleasedontlookhere

genre: angst, slight fluff, fem reader, bau reader | summary: y/n overhears jj confessing to spencer that she’s always loved him

Committed to Memory by @danielleslegacy

genre: fluff, gn reader, established relationship | summary: Its the morning after Spencer stays the night, and your emotions are running high. Also its got sleepy spencer so what else could you want in a fic?

Cuddling on the Plane by @reidsmemory

genre: fluff, gn reader, bau reader | summary: who knew that accidental cuddling could lead to a relationship

Dad Duties by @meganskane

genre: fluff, fem reader, dad spence | summary: the one where spencer takes care of his colicky baby.

Doctor's Doctor by @recollins

genre: fluff, slight angst, gn reader, doctor reader | summary: Spencer was not expecting his team to meet his partner due to an emergency with his godson

Don't Thank Me For Loving You by @/samuel-de-champagne-problems

genre: fluff, fem reader, bau reader, established relationship | summary: Spencer and Reader have been dating for a total of 4 weeks. If someone asked, Spencer would be able to tell them the exact amount of time he’s been in love with Y/N. So why does he get so nervous to share a bed?

ethan by @reidgraygubler

genre: angst, fluff, fem reader, established relationship | summary: reader has some really important news to share with spencer, but he’s away on a case. that is until really important news is shared with her.

Epic III by @/literaila

genre: fluff, fem reader, established relationship | summary: And I know how it was because. He was like me. A man in love with a woman or Spencer tells Derek about Y/N for the first time

Emergency Contact by @bellasweetwriting

genre: fluff, fem reader, single mom reader | summary: you were Spencer Reid’s first girlfriend back in Las Vegas when both of you were sixteen. He just finished college and was planning on entering the FBI academy while you didn’t know where to study. After two wonderful years, you break apart: you were leaving to college and he was leaving to DC. You never lost contact, making Spencer leaving you as his emergency contact even if it’s been 10 years

flirt by @goldentournesol

genre: fluff, fem reader, bau reader | summary: spencer tries to flirt with you

Fact Check by @gubler-me-up

genre: fluff, fem reader, bau reader | summary: I love all Reid don’t get me wrong but there’s just something about early seasons awkward soft and shy Reid that’s just too perfect! I love the idea of the reader always asking later on in the day if he could finish the fact ramble someone cut him off on as they were finding it interesting and him just beaming. Or him being self conscious about being lanky or smth and reader confesses how attracted they are to him and he just smiles so big and confesses right back

Forgotten Days by @squiggledrop

genre: angst, fluff, fem reader, bau reader | summary: Spencer and Reader both have feelings for each other, but haven’t told the other. The team forgets Reader’s birthday, and Spencer tries to fix it before it’s too late.

flick, flick, burn by @/literaila

genre: angst, fluff, fem reader, bau reader, established relationship | summary: you thought that spence was over jj but you guess not.

ghost by @reidandwrite

genre: angst, fem reader, bau reader, established relationship | summary: In which the reader faked her death (just like Emily did) and has now returned.

Gold Rush by @alltooreid

genre: fluff, slight angst, gn reader, bau reader | summary: Y/N has been loving Spencer Reid from afar for years, but is held back by the feeling they will never be good enough, special enough, pretty enough, to be with someone as incredible as Spencer. Little do they know, Spencer’s been feeling the exact same way.

home run by @erin-bo-berin

genre: fluff, fem reader, bau reader | summary: a little twist to the baseball scene

hair tie by @reidsnose

genre: fluff, gn reader, bau reader | summary: spencer and the reader start carpooling to work together

hiding in plain sight by @/literaila

genre: fluff, fem reader, bau reader, established relationship | summary: having an office romance is not that easy.

hand me the heartbreak by @/literaila

genre: angst, slight fluff, fem reader, bau reader, | summary: Would it be okay to request a fic where y/n works in the bau with spencer and is in love him but he's in love with maeve. Then when maeve gets kidnapped so is y/n by their greatest enemy or person who scares them and spencer and the team have to choose who to prioritize. | tw/warnings: abduction, death, normal criminal minds things

how to play the game by @/literaila

genre: angst, fluff, gn reader, established relationship | summary: cat adams takes you to try and torture spencer | tw/warrings: abduction, weapons, blood, torture, cat adams

Intercom by @/reidandwrite

genre: fluff, fem reader, bau reader | summary: In which the reader and the rest of the BAU ladies accidentally overhear a conversation that they were definitely not supposed to hear.

irreplaceable by @/radiant-reid

genre: angst, slight fluff, fem reader, bau reader | summary: Sad about JJ’s sudden departure from the BAU, Spencer begins to hate her replacement

If You Love Her by @girl-next-door-writes

genre: fluff, gn reader, bau reader, established relationship | summary: Morgan tries to set up Spencer and Reader in the hopes that all they need to get together is a little push. Little does he know, they’ve been together for a while.

It's A Love Story, Baby by @samuel-de-champagne-problems

genre: fluff, gn reader, bau reader, established relationship | summary: Secret relationships can be fun, but sometimes the love runs so deep that it’s just begging to get the spotlight. Love like that is difficult, but it’s the realest thing Spencer and Y/N have ever felt.

Jealousy by @padwolf

genre: fluff, gn reader, bau reader | summary: You have a date, Spencer is jealous.

liar liar . ii by @mggpleasedontlookhere

genre: angst, fluff, fem reader, bau reader | summary: reader is dating Spencer, and she and JJ are the ones that know that Emily faked her death. I’m thinking of it taking place in “It Takes A Village,” and she has to deal with Spencer being upset with her, like he was with JJ

Lunch Break by @zvdvdlvr

genre: fluff, fem reader, welder reader, established relationship | summary: Spencer hasn’t been feeling well lately. When he accidentally gives you his lunch as well as yours, you have to leave work to make sure he gets his lunch and eats to make sure he gets better. But the thing is, no one knew Spencer had married someone.

Lost and Found . ii by @radiant-reid

genre: angst, fluff, fem reader, bau reader, dad spence | summary: The BAU helps get Spencer’s kidnapped daughter back to him… and her mom(?)

Letters to me by @/aperrywilliams

genre: fluff, fem reader, bau reader | summary: What happens when Reader received some love letters?

meddling kids coworkers by @maximoff-pan

genre: fluff, fem reader, bau reader | summary: An interrogation into your private life by a couple of your coworkers at the BAU leads to some interesting revelations…

makeup by @/radiant-reid

genre: slight angst, slight fluff, fem reader, interpol reader | summary: reader comes back to help the team and learns that spencer has moved on with the person that caused their breakup.

Mints by @/danielleslegacy

genre: angst, fluff, fem reader, bau reader, established relationship | summary: Y/n and the team are taking a case where woman have been dying having eaten poisoned mints.

Milburn by @aperrywilliams

genre: angst, slight fluff, fem reader, dad spence | summary: Spencer and Reader’s married life is not going so well lately. After Spencer’s months in jail, things have gotten rocky between them. So much so that they even make a decision they could regret forever.

My Cup of Tea by @can-youimagine

genre: fluff, gn reader, bau reader | summary: You and Spencer each have your own cups of tea.

memory breach by @poguesofthebau

genre: angst, fluff, fem reader, bau reader | summary: while out in the field, you fall into the hands of the unsub. after the incident, your hospitalization hits the team a little too hard. to make matters worse, you wake up in the hospital with a foggy memory and some nasty injuries. on top of having no recollection of the attack itself, you seem to have forgotten about chunks of your life– including spencer, your boyfriend.

nurse reid by @spacedikut

genre: fluff, fem reader, bau reader | summary: reader fainting/almost fainting with Spencer and him taking care of her?

No Grave by @ahopelessromantic

genre: angst, fluff, fem reader, established relationship | summary: Is there truly nothing that can get in-between true love? Spencer and you are forced to find out in the most painful way.

nicknames by @tweedlydumbtweedlydoo

genre: fluff, gn reader, bau reader | summary: You get shy and flustered when Spencer calls you sweet nicknames, but he’s oblivious about it. Once he finds out you like it, he teases you about it.

overworked by @0anonnymouslyours0

genre: fluff, gn reader, established relationship | summary: could u do spencer reid fluff with a reader who overworks herself? maybe hr comes home late and shes asleep at her desk, and even as he wakes her up she tries to keep working?

Once Again, Please by @/imaginethebau

genre: angst, fem reader, bau reader | summary: Can you do one where the reader is new in the BAU but her ex, Spencer Reid, works there too and she has to face him after breaking his heart two years ago?

Penny Lane by @once-upon-an-imagine

genre: fluff, angst, fem reader, bau reader, garcia reader | summary: takes place during the episode Penelope where spencer takes care of the reader

Perfect by @imaginethebau

genre: angst, fluff, fem reader, established relationship | summary: Reid starts pulling away from reader which convinces reader that she will never live up to Maeve

private display of affection by @/poguesofthebau

genre: fluff, fem reader, bau reader, established relationship | summary: garcia wants to see pda, because she’s garcia, and she loves love. you and spencer, however, don’t tend to give her much pda to admire. so the rest of the team sets out to catch you two acting as in love as they know you are.

ried's anatomy . ii by @/mggpleasedontlookhere

genre: angst, fem reader, doctor reader, established relationship | summary: spencer gets a gunshot wound while working in the field and gets transported to the hospital you work in as a 4th year resident.

Reunion by @/radiant-reid

genre: angst, fluff, fem reader, interpol reader, established relationship | summary: As much as they tried, Spencer and Y/n couldn’t salvage their relationship, until Y/n turns up at his place, fulfilling a promise years later.

Rejection by @cassandra-mccord

genre: angst, fluff, bau reader | summary: How about the Reader works at the BAU, and she’s had a crush on Spencer for a long time, but keeps getting rejected- i.e. Spencer telling her not to call him Spence - and when Reader and JJ get kidnapped by an unsub, Spencer runs past her to get JJ instead. Reader rejects help from the other team mates despite her injuries, and goes on break? Maybe the the team stands up for her and comes to check on her?

Safe With You by @forhappysake

genre: angst, fluff, fem reader, established relationship | summary: Spencer comes home from a tough case. Reader tries to figure out what's bothering him with help from another team member.

Studious Shadow by @imagining-in-the-margins

genre: fluff, slight angst, fem reader, fbi reader | summary: Reader’s crush won’t stop avoiding her at work and she thinks he might hate her.

sweet sweet relief by @/literaila

genre: fluff, angst, fem reader, bau reader, hotch reader | summary: do a Reidxreader where the reader is hotch’s younger sibling? They’d be new to the bau and hotch is over protective and reluctant to let them do anything. Due to their young age they get super close to Reid, maybe fluffy or angsty?

Second Chances by @/erin-bo-berin

genre: slight angst, fluff, fem reader, established relationship | summary: a little twist of the finale with reader

Six Days of Silence by @curlsincriminology

genre: angst, fluff, fem reader, bau reader | summary: After a week of silence and fighting, the team comes up with a plan to get you and Spencer back on good terms.

Spencer's Not-So -Little Secret by @dontshootmespence

genre: fluff, fem reader, established relationship | summary: where it’s his birthday and the team goes to his apartment to figure out what books he doesn’t have (for gift giving purposes); while there they stumble on the reader sleeping in Spencer’s bed. Eventually, all of them meet up at the party, but Spencer and the reader are unaware that the team already knows about her.

talk to me . ii by @writersblockedx

genre: angst, fem reader, bau reader | summary: In which an unrequited love becomes all to overwhelming for the reader

That's When by @/samuel-de-champagne-problems

genre: angst, fluff, fem reader, established relationship | summary: Sometimes Spencer’s mouth works faster than he his brain. And when that happens there’s casualties of the heart

To Love You More by @/once-upon-an-imagine

genre: angst, fluff, fem reader, bau reader, established relationship | summary: reader is ready to take their relationship to the next level but it seems like spencer is not.

the break-up box by @wheelsup

genre: angst, fluff, gn reader | summary: after you and spencer split, he’s forced to go through a box of your old memories

this vast empty space by @/literaila

genre: angst omg, fluff, fem reader, bau reader, dad spence, mom reader | summary: reader and Spencer have a child together but things are getting a little rocky with reader and Spence and they’re arguing so Spencer spends a lot of time at JJ’s with his child and JJ’s kids and one day the reader doesn’t let her child do something so they get mad and say they wish JJ was their mom

The Wonderful Benefits Of Physical Touch by @spicyspencerreid

genre: fluff, slight angst, fem reader, bau reader | summary: Reader’s had trouble sleeping for the past couple of nights and Spencer notices something’s off with her, it comes out when they have to share a hotel room and he helps her fall asleep.

Unwanted by @/recollins

genre: fluff, slight angst, fem reader, bau reader | summary: To you, Morgan refusing to room with Spencer is his clear attempt to hook you up with your long-time crush. To Spencer, though, it seems no one wants to be stuck sharing a room with him. | notes: there is a part two to this fic but it contains smut.

words that wound by @/spacedikut

genre: angst, fluff, fem reader, bau reader | summary: “this is a bit angsty but spencer x reader getting into a fight and he says something that really hurts her (bc we all saw him fight with jj the man could ruin someone) happy ending though?”

Where She Belongs by @bleufrost

genre: fluff, gn reader(?), dad spence, established relationship | summary: the team comes back from a case and finds spencer and his wife in the round table room w a tiny little baby girl and they introduce her to the team

we don't wake up enough by @/literaila

genre: fluff, fem reader, established relationship | summary: cute blurb about spence interrupting readers sleep

You're my Home by @wave0fg00dvibes

genre: fluff, slight angst, fem reader, dad spence | summary: spencers home is you and his kids.

You Don’t Even Know What She Looks Like? by @norrizzandpia

genre: fluff, fem reader, established relationship | summary: Spencer’s girlfriend has always been mentioned. Never has the BAU team been shown a photo or given a small rundown of what she looks like. So, when Spencer announces that she’ll be visiting the office to bring him food on a late night, well, you can guess the chaos that ensues.

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✧ longing glances . ii . iii . iv . v by @radioactiveinvisible

genre: fluff, angst, fem reader, bau reader | summary: each chapter has its own summary | notes: this can be read as a series or stand-alone fics

✦ my brown-haired boy . ii . iii by @fellintotartarus

genre: fluff, angst, fem reader, bau reader, single mom reader | summary: When Reader starts at the BAU, she realizes she’s already met Dr. Spencer Reid on a less-than-professional ocassion

the 'loving you was red' collection by @/writer-in-theory

genre: angst, fluff, fem reader, gn reader, bau reader | summary: 19 oneshots, each one based on a song from red in anticipation of red (taylor’s version | notes: readers prounouns are varied and pls read warnings!!

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more this way ---> spencer reid . iv

#♡ — fics #spencer reid x reader #spencer reid fluff #spencer reid angst #criminal minds x reader #criminal minds angst #criminal minds fluff

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reidsbookclub · 1 year

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May 2023 fic rec list * more being added

Spencer Reid Just Know, I Love You by @strawbeerossi They Know by @c-m-stuff

Ancient History by @fortheloveofwonderland

Tolerate It by @imjust-a-funnysimp

My Reply by @fortheloveofwonderland

Late Night Talking and the whole Holy Ground series by @sweetestspence

False Alarm by @pastanest

Never Ever? By @thesmutsideblog

Exposed by @radiant-reid

Soon You’ll Get Better by @reidsaurora (Check TW!!!)

Little flower by @foxy-eva The Final Draft by @samuel-de-champagne-problems Aaron Hotchner

The Wedding Date by @austinshotbutlers

Bigger than the Whole Sky by @boldlyvoid Taglist:

@samuel-de-champagne-problems @fightingdragonswithwho @writer-in-theory @pretty-boys-book-club @kodiakwhiskey @the-chaotic-cow @nygmaperry @luredwithpretzels @justreadingficsdontmindme @nomajdetective @lilibet261 @safespacespencee @dontjudgemeimawriter @serenity-lattes @reidselle @lcvingprentjss @alexxavicry @cafeacademia @spencer-reid-wonderland @paperbackprettyboy @esoltis280 @milla984 @spookyysilverr

#rbc fic rec list #fic rec list #Spencer Reid fic recs #Aaron Hotchner fic recs

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imagining-in-the-margins · 2 years

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CM Forbidden Love Fic Rec List

Hey everyone! I want to start by saying thank you so much to everyone who participated - it was so much fun to write alongside you all, and I can’t wait to share everyone’s hard work.

Second, BIG shoutout to the people who wrote Luke, Hotch, Ralvez, Temily, and Helle! You are so appreciated, and the diversity only makes these events better.

Without further ado, here are all of the entries + recs for the Forbidden Love Challenge!

SFW Spencer Reid

Forbidden Fruit by me: (Fem!Reader) When Professor Reid falls in love with a student, he learns why Adam choked on the Forbidden Fruit.

Not In That Way by @goldentournesol: (Fem!Reader) Spencer's TA falls in love with him.

Back to December by @goldentournesol: (Fem!Reader) Soulmate!AU where Spencer and Reader are not each other's soulmate.

Aaron Hotchner (16+)

If Loving You is Wrongby @ofwilliamandwalter: (Fem!Reader) When Y/N has a one night stand with her best friend's boss, she realized just how wrong things are. Lucky for her, the man she slept with doesn't want to be right.

NSFW S.R. Oneshots (18+)

Inescapable by @mercy-burning: (Fem!Reader) Years of tension under the surface between two friends comes to a head one night, leading them to believe that some relationships are just inescapable, no matter how forbidden they may be.

Summer's a Knife by @andiebeaword: (Fem!Reader) After spending two semesters in Dr. Spencer Reid’s Criminology class, Reader has developed a bit of a crush. During the following summer, she sees him again at a bar.

My Boss’s Daughter by me: (Fem!Reader) Spencer’s fling with his boss’s daughter is definitely going to get him fired.

Femme Fatale by me: (Fem!Reader) Unit Chief Reid is in over his head with the newest BAU member.

Icarus and the Moon by me: (Fem!Reader) Spencer is in love with a criminal… again.

Study Session by me: (Fem!Reader) Spencer really hates his student, but he can’t resist her.

Yellow Light by me: (Fem!Reader) Everyone thinks Reader is dangerous. Probably because she’s Cat’s sister. But is that why Spencer likes her?

Tell Ourselves a Good Lie by @writer-in-theory: (GN!Reader) Spencer falls for the one person who is untouchable to him: his sponsor. He knows it’s a bad idea, but is he willing to take the risk?

During a Look by @zoeschnauzi1: (Male!OC) After Aaron and Maeve, Spencer didn’t expect to fall in love again until she meets a young student Ryan Evans and has to make a decision regarding her feelings.

Red Lips and Rosy Cheeks by @samuel-de-champagne-problems: (Fem!Reader) Spencer Reid is a wallflower. But what happens to wallflowers when they’re invited to the dancefloor?

NSFW S.R. Series (18+)

The Birds & The Bees by me: (Fem!Reader) Reader interviews for a position as Dr. Spencer Reid’s Teaching Assistant, and Spencer learns something special about her.

Lily of the Valley by me: (Fem!Reader) Spencer was found guilty but mentally ill after the torture and murder of several men. He finds solace in his psychiatrist at the institution.

Lessons in Deviance by @fortheloveofwonderland: (Fem!Reader) Reader is smart enough to know that playing dumb to get more help from your incredibly attractive professor was a bad idea

Luke Alvez (18+)

Forbidden Fruit by @reidgraygubler: (Fem!Reader) Luke becomes a priest to help forgive his past sins and fight his temptations with the devil.

Ralvez/Reader (18+)

Pillow Talk by @fortheloveofwonderland: (Fem!Reader) When the new intern at the BAU says what sounds like Spencer and Luke’s name in her sleep, the boys are determined to find out which one of them she’s interested in. But what if it’s both of them?

Reidams (18+)

Already Got Your Heart by @andiebeaword: Spencer’s fresh out of prison, lying to his team once again. Did Cat Adams manage to dig her claws all the way to his heart?

Temily (18+)

Lead the Way by @foxy-eva: When Tara finds Unit Chief Emily in her hotel room at night, they need to figure out who really is in charge.

Helle

Happy Birthday, Elle by StupidSexyCopShows (Ao3): Elle knows Hotch is married. Unrequited pining ensues.

(Thank you for writing and reading with me. Let me know if you'd like me to add your story to this list!)

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radiant-reid · 1 year

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aLSO, is anyone else concerned that their future dating life is completely ruined because the bar is set so high because of fics like yours, @samuel-de-champagne-problems, @imagining-in-the-margins, @ofwilliamandwalter, @chrisevansleftpeck, @reidsdarling, @reidslibrarybook, @thyme-in-a-bubble, etc. ??? just me??? im actually low (high) key concerned, but I cannot even talk to anyone ab it bc it is a secret I will go to the grave holding. debating just accepting no one will be him and I just need to adopt 3 cats and get over it

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i'm self sabotaging by making him so perfect

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fortheloveofwonderland · 2 years

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Scarlet’s Fic Recs - June 2022

If anyone ever wants to send me fic recs I am always happy for suggestions of what to read!

A Devastating Affair - smut and angst, fem! Reader - ongoing series by @smurphyse

Already Got Your Heart - smut and angst Reidams - oneshot by @andiebeaword

Fifty Percent - Moreid smut oneshot by @spenciesweetness

Something Like That - OC ongoing series by @mercy-burning

Forbidden Fruit - Luke Alvez x Reader smut and angst - oneshot by @reidgraygubler

A Real Fathers Love - smut, single mom! Reader - oneshot by @smurphyse

Tell Ourselves a Good Lie - angst, GN! Reader - oneshot by @writer-in-theory

Behind Closed Doors - fluff and smut fem! Reader - oneshot by @foxy-eva

Summer’s a Knife - smutty fem! Reader - oneshot by @andiebeaword

Afterhours - smutty fem! Reader - oneshot by @samuel-de-champagne-problems

Eager - smutty fem! Reader - oneshot by @sinfulspencer

Wish You Were Sober - fluff and angst fem! Reader - oneshot by @radiant-reid

The Only Words That I’d Known - Ralvez - angst and fluff - oneshot by @lilliesthings

Leap Year Tradition - fluff fem! Reader - oneshot by @/andiebeaworld

And Then Talking Leads to Touching - fluff fem! Reader - oneshot by @gettingrailedbyreid

Darkness - Ralvez - fluff - oneshot by @justiceforralvez

#scarlet recommends #fic recs #spencer reid #spencer reid fanfiction #spencer reid x reader #reidams fanfiction #moreid fanfiction #spencer reid x oc #ralvez fanfiction #luke alvez x reader

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samuel-de-champagne-problems · 1 year

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I posted 6,598 times in 2022

That's 3,385 more posts than 2021!

4,216 posts created (64%)

2,382 posts reblogged (36%)

Blogs I reblogged the most:

@samuel-de-champagne-problems

@boldlyvoid

@reidsbookclub

@writer-in-theory

@fightingdragonswithwho

I tagged 6,227 of my posts in 2022

Only 6% of my posts had no tags

#this is me rambling - 2,583 posts

#asks - 1,419 posts

#grecy 🩺 - 535 posts

#spencer reid - 340 posts

#spencer reid x reader - 224 posts

#criminal minds - 192 posts

#reid all about it - 189 posts

#self reblog - 178 posts

#ask games - 168 posts

#reblog - 163 posts

Longest Tag: 139 characters

#he gave me a special valentines day card but i threw it out before my mother could find it bc even at like 6/7 i refused to talk about boys

My Top Posts in 2022:

Haircuts and Happy Endings

Summary: Spencer's partner is taken off guard when they see his new haircut

Word Count: 1450

Note: Ahh so this is written for Nat!! I hope you feel better & thank you for converting me to reason lol

Pairing: Spencer Reid x Gender Neutral Reader | Rating: Sexually Suggestive (implied/fade to black sex)

Haircuts & Happy Endings

Some weeks, you could go days without seeing Spencer. You hate the days when you wake up to a cold bed and a silent apartment. It only makes you yearn for the mornings when coffee is brewing in the kitchen and books are waiting to be read.

Sadly, this week is starting to look like one of those long, lonely weeks. Talking on the phone and near constant texting can hardly cut it.

You just simply, miss Spencer.

You miss him so much that you neglect to read your book because you much rather read it sitting on opposite sides of the couch. The pair of you would choose a night spent reading over any date outside of the apartment. But the moment Spencer gets back, you'll be insisting to take him on a date outside of the apartment as well as an overgenerous amount of time spent inside the apartment, specifically the bedroom. It is hard to be annoyed at your boyfriend for never being home when he's out risking his life for the most vulnerable.

Technically, Spencer isn't away this week. He's just loaded with paperwork and lectures at Fredericksburg College, which means he slips out of bed at 5:00 am and slips into bed around 12:00 am. Each time, he does manage to kiss your forehead, but most times you're just still sleeping or too tired to wait up.

At this point, you're just too tired of all these near misses. You want those lazy mornings spent drinking coffee and eating pastries and reading books you've always wanted to read. You want those late nights spent loving each other how you've dreamt of being loved.

So, you're hellbent on waiting up for him. Even if you're notorious for knocking out before 10:00 pm on most days.

You've prepared yourself with three coffees, a pile of books, and re-runs of medical shows that make Spencer cringe with inaccuracies. Usually, you'd run your hands through his hair and tell him it's just for the drama. He'd roll his eyes and tell you that you can watch it only if you braid his hair.

And of course, you'd agree.

The show plays in the background, a quiet hum of comfort to your otherwise lonely night. All these days spent alone help your case for adopting a cat with Spencer. You know you can totally convince him with more promises of braiding his hair.

Checking your phone, you see that Spencer texted that he was on his way home twenty seven minutes ago. Given that you live a half hour from his work, you expect him to be home really soon. Reading your book and even watching re-runs of your favorite medical drama proves to be futile as you anxiously await Spencer's arrival.

Luckily, thinking about Spencer coming home is an excellent way to let the time pass. The next thing you know, you hear the door knob rattle as he makes his way in. Usually, you're long asleep, but suddenly the energy from all that caffeine proves true. You swing your feet out from under the blankets, rushing to meet Spencer at the door.

"Spencer!" you call, not caring that you look totally ridiculous running in your mismatch pajamas. You just missed him so much.

There's something....wrong.

You take him in. His eyes look the same, honey brown and slightly green. His smile is the same, sweet and kind. But his hair.

His hair. It's short?

"Y/N, god, I've missed you so much, darlin-" Spencer says, holding his hands out to you for what you know would be a bone crushing hug.

You stop him in his tracks, pushing your palm against his chest as you look him up and down.

"What the hell did you do you do to your hair?" you say, your voice rising a couple octaves as your realize exactly what he's done.

"I cut it?" Spencer says, sheepishly shrugging his shoulders as he realizes you've never seen his new hair yet.

"No shit, Sherlock," you say, walking around him in a circle to check out the new style, "It's so short. Oh my god, Spencer,"

"Y/N, it's just hair," Spencer chides, attempting to grab your hand as your continue to circle him, "It's just hair, darling,"

You shake your head, clearly still shocked about the new hair. It's so much shorter than it was just last week. His curls used to fall down passed his ears in brown waves, but now they lay restlessly on the top of his head. You can't say you don't like it. For all you care, he can be bald or dye it neon green and with a mohawk and you'd still be ridiculously in love with him.

"I just-"you say, this time too caught off guard to slip out of Spencer's grasp, "Hey!" you shout as Spencer's hands rest against your waist.

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Infinity and More - S.R. (SMUT)

Summary: Happy with their little family, Spencer and Reader think that it might just be time to expand it.

CW: Emotional smut, unprotected sex, breeding kink, insecurities, oral sex (F receiving) (18 plus content)

Pairing: Spencer Reid x Wife Reader

Word Count: 6,200

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Infinity and More

Looking back, I’m still unsure of how it all started. Like I’m not sure how one or two choices led to all this imperfectly perfect mess. I love my perfectly imperfect mess, with the colorful toys littered around in the living room, the tiny sneakers that line the entryway wall, and the crayon marks that never seem to come off the walls.

I adore the toys and the sneakers and the crayon markers because it all comes together into our perfectly imperfect life we’ve made. Pictures line the walls and the smiling faces of my children and husband beam down on me. I like to look at them, seeing how Spencer and I age ever so slightly through the years. While Spencer and I’ve only changed a little bit, new glasses and hairstyles, our children grow into adorable little people who are perfect combinations of us both.

Nearly a decade and two children later, it would be safe to say that our family is complete. Maybe in a couple years the kids will beg for a dog and, of course, Spencer will join in on the begging. And, of course, I won’t be able to resist any of them.

Spencer leans against the doorway of the kitchen, still looking handsomely sleepy. He watches me and I pretend to not know he’s standing there.

It’s a Saturday. Which means bringing Auggie to chess at the public library and making sure Florence has her gear ready for softball. It’s a small enough task and there’s a certain serenity in knowing that in a couple hours the chaos of our house will all be gone and all that will remain is the comforting quiet of silence. It’s something rare in the house and, as much as I adore my children, I know I’m going to savor the quiet.

“The quiet before the storm,” Spencer says, as he walks over to the counter. I smile softly at him, enjoying the way that his glasses rest on the bridge of his nose. He’s lucky that he can look so effortlessly handsome this early in the morning. His white tee shirt is discolored with bleach and rumpled slightly, but somehow he makes it work, along with his pajama pants to sit dangerously low on his hips.

“You look like you slept well,” I muse, reaching to grab a mug from a high shelf. Spencer reaches along with me, brushing his fingers against the back of my hand, slightly telling that he’s got it, “Thanks,”

Spencer smiles back at me, setting the mug on the counter. He kisses my forehead quickly through a smile. “Of course,”

“I thought you’d try to sleep in. You don’t have to take August to chess till noon,”

“Well I woke up and you weren’t there,” Spencer says, taking the coffee pot and pouring me a mug, “And I missed you,”

Laughing deliciously, drunk on the lack of sleep and Spencer’s kisses, “You missed me? We spent the whole night together,”

Spencer nods sheepishly, ducking his head and twisting his body into a hug. I welcome it, eager to feel his body against my body. The steadiness of his heartbeat is soothing. There isn’t another body, besides my own, that I know better than Spencer’s. I know the way his heart skips beats when he gets nervous, the way his cheeks blush at my touches, and the way his eyes dart around my body when I’m close.

“Hmm. It’s never enough with you,” Spencer says sweetly. He breathes in my scent, nose and breath tickling my neck. He, after all these years, makes my skin tingle with anticipation.

The sweetest and tenderness of the moment, suddenly, is gone. The pair of steamy coffees are neglected on the counter. His hands are holding my face still as he looks at me like he wants to devour me. Spencer eyes are a mixture of light honey brown and a cool green. It’s my favorite color because it’s so effortlessly Spencer. Or maybe it’s my favorite color because it’s what love looks like to me.

Spencer tastes like coffee. His skin is still warm from sleep and his hands find their rightful place on my waist. He grabs bunches of my shirt, his shirt actually, as he kisses me with more fervor. I start to feel something burn inside. Eagerness. Desire. Need. Love. All of it circles me, making me dizzy off the taste of his hazelnut coffee and vanilla creamer.

“Mommy! Mommy! Daddy! Dad-”

The little voices are heard before their even smaller bodies materialize. Dressed in mismatching pajamas, the kids bound into the kitchen full of glee. Spencer smiles into the kiss, nipping my bottom lip with his teeth. I scrunch my nose at the interruption, allowing myself to have a selfish moment to be annoyed at my children.

“What are you doing to Mommy?” Florence says, walking towards Spencer and tugging on his shirt. She looks up at him, her eyes exact copies of her father’s eyes. They’re the same honey brown and the same cool green.

“Kissing her,” Spencer says, brushing Florence’s hair from her forehead, “Good morning, Florrie,” he says, kissing the top of her head.

“Why?” Auggie says, appearing, as always, on his sister’s heels, “It’s icky,” he says, making a face that causes him and Florence to burst into a fit of unstoppable giggles.

“Because she’s so pretty,” Spencer says, winking at me and kissing my cheek. He effectively causes the children to roar with laughter.

“So you kiss girls because they're pretty?” Auggie says, a curious wonder appearing on his face not unlike his father’s own countenance, “That’s really silly,”

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Phone Calls

Summary: Talking on the phone with your sister leaves you distracted so Spencer decides to take that into his own hands...literally.

CW: Sexual implications, fade to black smut, AFAB Reader (breasts are mentioned)

Word Count: 1220

Note: Sorry for the uninspired title....I'm tired and well at least the gif is pretty. Look at the pretty gif.

You always liked the mornings when Spencer would sleep in way after you. He's constantly running on less than 5 hours of sleep a night between odd hours at work and just terrible sleep habits as it is. You slipped out from the sheets when the sunlight dripped into your shared bedroom, careful to not disturb him as he slept.

Spencer looks so much younger as he sleeps. He curls his right hand underneath his chin and his left hand rests limply at his side. Usually, he'd have it wrapped around your waist, pulling you in so close that your bodies would be flush against each other. It's those tender moments, when you can feel his breath against your neck, that you crave when he's gone. Yet his touch is potent enough to feel, even when he's hundreds of miles away.

The small apartment kitchen is silent when you enter and as Spencer sleeps. You take out the coffee maker, hearing the familiar hum as it starts to warm up. Bea, a brown tabby with creamy white paws, smacks at the your pajama pant's drawstrings. She meows, pleading for the treats that are hidden in the cabinet.

"Hey there, pretty girl," you coo, rubbing behind her velvety ears. She stars to purr with content, clearly trying everything in her power to convince you to get her treats, "Fine,"

Giving up, you open the cabinet door and take out the treats. Beatrix meows more furiously as she smells the savory salmon cat treats, "Not too many," you tell her, dropping the treats in her dish and turning around to get the coffee mugs out.

When you moved to this apartment with Spencer, you had to make due with the mismatched dinnerware and thrifted furniture. It wouldn't be a wild guess to make that both of Spencer and your favorite part of moving in, despite actually living together, was doubling both your book and mug collections.

Books lay scattered around the tiny apartment, shoved into wooden bookshelves, piled high in corners, laying aimlessly on the coffee table. It seemed that everywhere you turned, books could be found. The same is with mugs. Spencer, each time he would go on case for work, would bring you home both a book and a mug. You loved the ritual of it, but you loved him coming home to you safe even more.

"Shh, now Bea, we're going to quiet. Spence's gotta get some sleep," you tell your cat, walking to the sage green colored loveseat that's wedged between two side tables with stacks and stacks of books.

The coffeemaker hums quietly, a soft soundtrack to an idyllic morning. The cat jumps up on your lap, purring still. You rub her ears and pet down her back, encouraging her to settle in as you read with the morning sunlight illuminating your book. She hits at the bedroom door, attempting to break through to find Spencer, who is hopefully still sleeping.

"I know," you whisper, walking over to pick out a book, "He's very cuddly in the morning, but maybe we'll convince him to take a nap with us after lunch," you say, scooping her up and kissing her head.

You crack open the book, reading to yourself and enjoying the easy Saturday. Unexpectedly, you phone buzzes. You decide to ignore it. Spencer's sleeping in the bedroom and if you're being honest with yourself, he's the only one you'd answer a text for right away.

A couple minutes pass by and your phone alerts you again. But this time it rings. Sighing you decide to answer it. Along with a plethora of other superhuman abilities, Spencer also has really good hearing.

"O, this better be good," you say, rolling your eyes as you answer your sister's phone call.

"Just wondering if you got mom a present yet for her birthday?" you sister asks, the question making your roll your eyes even further back.

"You mean for her birthday that is in two days?" you ask, "The birthday that I'm hosting at my place. Yes, O. Yes I did," you say, the hiding the biting sarcasm.

"Well there's no need to be rude about it," she snips back, "I am busy to you know,"

"I know," you say, drumming you hands on the counter, "It's not that, it's just-"

It takes nearly everything in you to remain composed. You feel a pair of hands grip your tee shirt and then slip on the sides of your bare torso.

Spencer's awake.

His hands explore your bare skin, leaving goosebumps everywhere he touches. Gently, Spencer guides the phone away from your head, pushing it down to the counter.

His mouth is so close to your ear that you can feel his throat vibrate against your neck, “Keep talking,”

You raise the phone up to your ear, hearing your sister ramble on and on about how you she thinks that your mother would like an ice cream maker for her birthday. Her voice is nothing but a dull hum as Spencer pushes your shirt down your shoulder and kisses the bare skin.

"You know, Ang," you say, concentrating on the black outline of the backslash, "Mom's gonna like whatever you get her,"

It's getting increasingly harder to continue the conversation with your sister. Her voice is nothing but hard to understand warbles through the phone. Spencer’s hands are hot against your back. He kisses against the nape of your neck, his late morning subtle burning against your soft skin.

You vaguely hear your sister mention a couple gifts, but for the life you can’t even give her two seconds to focus on her words. Spencer smiles into the kiss, smirking against your skin. He seizes and opportunity when your sister catches you off guard, mentioning how your mother might like a new winter coat for her birthday, despite it being the hottest July on record.

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Your Something Else (+18)

Summary: Reader reveals to her boyfriend, Spencer, that she's never had sex. He takes it into his hands to change that, with her enthusiastic support of course

CW: Elements of Dom Spencer & Sub Reader, Virginity, Innocence Kink, Praise Kink, Degradation Kink, Breeding Kink, Mutual Masturbation through video conferencing, Implied Age Gap

Word Count: 3,800

Pairing: Spencer Reid x Reader

Author's Note: I hope you like this!! Let me know if you'd want a part 2 when they actually...(Also thank you to my love @reidsbookclub for reading this over!!)

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I can count the number of times Spencer's kissed me on two hands. It's the most I've been kissed in a very long time, so I don't blame myself for getting carried away by the feeling of his soft lips and strong hands on my body. Spencer's breathing into my neck, as I try to scoot closer and closer to his body in his car. It's almost like that typical teenage experience that we both missed out on: making out in cars on a summer night. I can tell, sitting in his car with his hand brushing against my chin, that we both crave it.

“Spence..Spencer, wait. Please,” I say, the uncertainty in the words making Spencer drop his hands immediately.

“Did I do something wrong?” Spencer asks, his eyes scanning your face like he’s trying to read me, which he probably is trying to do, knowing him, “Hey, it’s okay. You can tell me, sweetheart. I’m not going to mad or anything,”

“No, no,” I whisper, feeling the heat rise to your cheeks in embarrassment, “It’s me. It’s not you, Spencer. It’s a little embarrassing,” I admit, looking down at where your and Spencer’s hands interlock. His hands, bigger and a little more worn, are warm against my cool ones. It might be a little silly, but I like to look at his hands, especially when his hands gleefully embrace my hands. I haven’t had many hands to hold before Spencer.

“What do you mean?” Spencer asks, his thumb runs over the back of my hand nearly melting away all my doubts and insecurities. Nearly.

“It’s just,” I mumble, the words unable to materialize due to my mortification, “It’s silly, really. All of this is just made up. I’m a virgin,” I whisper, lowering my voice at that last word, “And I really, really like you, Spencer. Like I think I love you. And I want to do those things with you. It’s kind of all I can think about when I look at you. But I’m so clumsy and nervous and just…”

“I know,” Spencer says, but a layer of regret flashes across his face right as the words slip out, “No, what I mean is. I know you’re a virgin. But that doesn’t matter to me. It’s a ridiculous thing rooted in patriarchy. It’s entirely made up, like you said,” he continues, drawing shapes across the palm of my hand with his fingers.

“You knew,” I say, feeling a little more embarrassed that he knew this entire time, “Is that, is that why you didn’t push for anything to happen,” I venture.

“No, well. Partly?” Spencer offers, “I figured it out based on the way you reacted to when I kissed you, or when I touched you, or held you hand or really anything,”

“Oh,” I say, the wave of embarrassment becoming almost too much at his point. I feel like I’m a pathetic little insect trapped under a microscope. But when I gain the courage to look back up at him, Spencer’s eyes are full of nothing, but love. I didn’t realize that eyes could be so beautiful until he came into my life, “Sorry, I’m sure that was a total mood killer,” I say, the self-deprecation second nature at this point.

“Not at all,” Spencer whispers, a certain darkness in his voice that intrigues me, “On the contrary, it only made me more curious at the little noises I could get out of you,” he says, his hands, yet again, reach across the console to hold mine, “I only got a little taste of those whimpers you make when I kiss you innocently. But what I really want to hear is you unable to say anything but my name,”

My mouth, far beyond dry, parts in shock at Spencer’s words. Despite three months worth of sweet compliments, breathy kisses, and stolen touches, I’m still not used to all the attention, especially from someone as magnetically handsome as Spencer. He notices this, because of course he does, and smiles softly. Spencer’s fingers release themselves from my grasp and travel to my chin. He brushes the tips of his fingers against my lips and I let myself marvel at the feeling. Secretly, I wish he would slip his thumb into my mouth or grip my jaw with the intensity I know he holds back.

“Spencer. I didn’t think you thought of me like that,” I whisper, afraid to be too loud as if an increase in volume would shatter what we have, “I mean, I certainly thought about you like that, but. I don’t know,”

His mouth moves closer to my ear and I can feel his breath against my skin. There’s something so enchanting about him. He’s some magnetic force of a man that draws me closer and closer to him.

“I want to tell you just how I’ve thought about you,” he whispers into my ear, having a very different reason for whispering than I did. It makes the hair on my arms stand up. His hands drag across my bare arms, slipping the strap of my dress back up my shoulder, “I want to show you just how crazy you make me,”

“Spencer,” I choke out, his name nothing but a cry for help, like some sort of distress signal for someone who wants to be the opposite of saved, “Please, please show me,”

“Do you want me to fuck you?” Spencer asks, a teasing character to his voice making me more eager to see what he has in store, “To be the first one to make you whimper like that?”

“Yes. God, please. Yes,” I call out, the feeling of his finger brushing against my elbow making me mad at this point.

Spencer kisses along my jaw, leaving wet open mouth kisses against my skin. I should protest because the pressure he uses is sure to leave marks. But I don’t care. I want to be marked. I want the world to know I’m his, just as much as he’s mine.

“I’m not fucking you in my car, Y/N,” he says, his lips brushing a sensitive part of my skin. I feel sick suddenly and my head feels dizzy as Spencer pulls back, looking at me.

“Oh right,” I say, the unsteady quiver in my voice impossible to hide, “Those are nice leather seats. And sex is messy,”

“No,” Spencer says, leaning across the console again. I don’t even have time to wonder what he’s about to do before he’s kissing me against, “I don’t give a shit about the seats, Y/N. But your first time isn’t going to be a quickie in the back of my car,”

“Oh,” I say, suddenly chuckling nervously. Something resembling insecurity washed over Spencer’s face and she has a sneaking suspicion that he’s not entirely as he may seem, “Oh, no. Spencer, it’s…it’s not you. I’m not laughing at you at all. It’s just, my God, you’re so handsome and smart and I just still can’t believe you’re into me too? Like in my mind it’s just my wildest dreams to think that you’d like me as much as I like you,”

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My #1 post of 2022

OH MY GOD SPENCER GOING INTO WORK WITHOUT A WORRY IJ THE WORLD JUST AS USUAL AND EVERYONE IS STARING AND SNICKERING AND HES LIKE “what what what happened” and lil baby boy got treated so right he forgot you left hickeys all over his neck.

ahhh YES!! okay this will be very self-serving bc i am season 1 spencer's actual wife (sorry if that sounds conceited lmao) Spencer Reid x Fem!Reader (16+ for making out/suggestive themes)

Elle, Penny, and Morgan were always talking about their conquests, much to Hotch's chagrin. They learned to save the more risqué conversations for the bullpen when Hotch is cornered by Strauss and other higher ups.

Naturally, the conversation alway ended with playfully teasing Spencer for never having any stories about his conquests because he's knee deep in a Monday morning crossword puzzle while they talk about their late Friday nights.

Till one night, Spencer has a late night of his own. It was months in the making, Spencer still spent a lot of the time researching old cases and solving cold cases on his own in the archives department. It took him nearly three weeks to stop blushing every time he walked by your desk because you're either smiling up at him, eager to talk to him about the latest book you've both read or writing notes to slip into the stacks and stacks of paperwork from old cases he asks you to xerox.

Finally....finally. He builds up the courage to ask you out on a date. And of course it goes spectacularly. He's so charming, so perfectly handsome and sweet. It takes a couple dates for the physical aspect to meet up to the emotional aspect. But Spencer would go feral the first time you made out. You would sit yourself in his lap, loving the soft pressure of his hands on your waist.

He would be so whiny when you place your hands on his jaw, guiding him up for a kiss. Spencer would have the softest, most kissable lips that would turn so red and swollen from the slightest bit of kissing. He would be so eager, whimpering at every little touch you give him. It would boost your confidence to the max hearing him, seeing him get so flustered and eager.

Since Spencer needs some more time to adjust to the physical aspects of your relationship he would be thrilled just to mess around on the couch and then fall asleep in soft pjs wrapped up in blankets together.

Unfortunately for Spencer, he failed to realize that he didn't wear a shirt that covered the plethora of marks on his neck and collarbone. He shed his scarf, giving Derek and Elle a quizzical look when the wolfwhistle at him. He would roll his eyes, prepared for their sibling-like teasing.

"Well, well, well. Looks like the boy genius finally swiped that v-card." Elle teased, nodding Spencer's way and throwing Derek a teasing look.

"Finally, dude." Derek would say, walking over to clap Spencer on the back. "I hope you tipped her well."

Spencer would be fuming, unable to stop himself from turning red with embarrassment at Elle and Derek’s teasing. If he had a sliver of confidence he would describe in great detail exactly what happened last night, including how his girlfriend has the same marks under her turtleneck.

But Spencer isn’t a very confident man. Instead, he would have to let fate play out in his favor. Before Elle could get another quip out or Derek would snicker again, you came rushing in baked goods and coffee in tow.

“Spence! Ah,” you said, rushing towards Spencer’s desk ignoring his coworkers curious glances, “you rushed out before I made coffee. And breakfast” you placed the muffin, blueberry and lemon and the travel mug of steaming black coffee on his desk with a smile.

“Thanks,” Spencer said, bashfully looking around at Derek and Elle’s surprised faces. You kissed his cheek, the red sting of embarrassment burning into his cheeks.

“You’re going to need that coffee. We were going at it all night.”

Spencer’s eyebrow raised with worry as he saw Elle and Derek swap curious glances. Fear flooded your face, eyes full of embarrassment and regret as Spencer’s eyes melt into an unfamiliar confidence.

He placed his hand against your hip, pulling you in close for a quick, chaste kiss. He smiled too much, the kind of smile that threatens to make his muscles ache.

“Morgan, Elle, I want you to meet, Y/N. She’s the department librarian. And my girlfriend,”

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The Picked Lock of Your Heart

Pairing - Spencer Reid x Fem!Reader

Warnings - language, case violence, breaking and entering

Summary - Breaking and entering was something Spencer never imagined he’d be caught for, what would he have to do to evade being arrested by the police and would his chances with you cease to exist?

Category - fluff

Word Count - 3.2k

A/N - y’all i haven’t written in like 1-2 months so excuse the underdeveloped plot lmao. also the little fic header moodboard gif thing, my god, so many ppl helped me figure it out, and special shoutout to @boldlyvoid for making one for me that i didn’t end up using lmao. Love you bestie, thank you 😭 and @samuel-de-champagne-problems for reading the outline for this fic like years ago lmao. wow ok i’m posting for the first time in ages. The summary sounds so serious compared to how bullshitted this fic is but enjoy lmao <3

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He stuffed his hands into his pocket, rubbing them against the fleece lining for the tiniest bit of warmth while he walked down the street.

It was empty… quiet, something he thoroughly enjoyed.

The cold air woke him up from the state of paralysis he found himself in the moment he stepped off the jet. Catching the unsub was more difficult than usual, forcing him to keep his mind occupied while the stinging feeling of loneliness continued to nag at him. He was relieved to find that it ended fairly quickly after a huge break in the case after the unsub, with his narcissistic tendencies, left a note showing off his ‘genius’.

Hotch figured that a couple of days off would do the team some good, bypassing Strauss and giving everyone a whole week off. It was nice for Spencer to catch a break from his turbulent life that was only made more complicated by his job, but there was always an aspect that remained untouched— collecting dust along with the rest of his heart that was locked away and unused.

To celebrate solving the case, everyone decided to go out for dinner and invite all their loved ones to join them… everyone except Spencer. He opted out politely, waving away the little looks of concern on his friends’ faces and taking up his bag to walk home.

He remembered looking at the smiles on his friends’ faces, happy to be able to go home to their families and special someones. Spencer didn’t have anyone to go home to, no one to call his own or spend all his time with.

He was always an ambitious man, wanting the highest honors or best score in any class. Eventually, the ambition transferred from his academic career to his professional one— aiming to be the best agent he could be in the BAU. His success in the unit wasn’t stated outwardly, but he could tell from the prideful smile on his mentors’ faces that he had achieved what he wanted.

Spencer always thought he had it all; the accolades, the reputation, the job, friends. It was a life he had envisioned for himself since he was able to conceive the notion of his future. Every agonizing day he lived as a child, haunted by his high school bullies and envious peers, was soothed with the comforting thought of how happy he’d be later on in his life.

Little did he know just how unsatisfied he’d be.

Being around his friends was nothing but a burden for him to bear as he put on a fake smile and pretended to be satiated by the dryness of his life. He watched as he stood stuck in place, cemented by the ground beneath him while everyone in his life moved on from their naïve youth to proper adulthood— finding their other halves and starting families. He wanted to be the person someone went home to, to be considered a necessity in life by someone he went home to.

That was why he declined the offer. He hated feeling, looking, like the odd one out. Everyone else enjoyed the company of their significant other while he was destined to spend his life with an empty chair beside him. Spencer knew that there wasn’t any malice behind his friend’s actions, they were simply being happy, but he couldn’t help but feel like the rest of the world was taunting him for his failure in love. He was desperate for something good to negate the cruelties that overshadowed his life, an offering to repair the damage that proved to be too stubborn to heal on its own.

What he had wasn’t enough for him to be happy, he wanted more… needed more. Spencer always longed for more than what he had, but he never realized how far his greed for love had extended. As time passed he became more withdrawn from everyone he used to spend time with, the realization that he may never be happy hardened his heart until the pain was set in stone.

He looked up at the sky, squinting at the darkened clouds as his glasses were dusted with little droplets of water. Spencer’s pace quickened with each stride, the smell of wet asphalt filling his nose. He could feel the size of every raindrop fall with an ever-increasing size and speed. It was almost as if the sky was mocking the tension in his chest and the tears that threatened to fall from his eyes, its tightly knit clouds unable to hold the pent-up water within them while foreshadowing his inevitable breakdown.

He took a couple of steps back after passing his favorite bookshop, it was quaint and cozy— the only atmosphere he could really take comfort in. It was usually closed when he got back from his cases but on the off chance that he had spare time during the day, he’d make frequent trips from the office to pick up coffee while perusing through the stacks of books inside.

Spencer looked around the empty street before digging around in his pocket to fish out the key he’d been given by the owner a while back. He managed to befriend the old man and convince the owner to lend him a key. His polite habit of putting books back in their rightful place impressed him enough to agree to give Spencer a copy.

He huffed frustratedly, trying to stick the key into the lock multiple times all while the rain above him soaked through his layers. His fingers rushed to slip the key in but it wouldn’t fit like it usually would. Desperate, he searched for any pointed object in his bag and found two paper clips. Spencer straightened them out, struggling with the lock a bit before the door inevitably popped open after fiddling with it for a couple of minutes.

Closing the door, Spencer tramped into the store as the delayed waft of old books and coffee filled his nose. He shed his moist layers before walking over to the counter where his favorite person often resided, you.

He’d be lying if he said that the main reason why he tried to be at the shop as often as he could wasn’t because of you. Every time he’d make a trip, he’d fix his hair in the window of the shop right before— straightening his tie and making himself look presentable even when he knew there was no chance you’d even look in his direction. Life had a way of putting him at the very back of the shelf no matter how hard he tried to inch to the front.

Just because he’d never be able to catch your eye doesn’t mean he couldn’t let the fantasy ravage his mind.

He brushed off the little drops of water on his shoulders, entering the quaint bookstore. Spencer took in the smell of freshly brewed coffee and immediately felt a sense of relief flush his system.

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291 notes - Posted February 22, 2022

(Bull) Riding into the Sunset

Pairing - Spencer Reid x BAU!Fem!Reader

Warnings - language, kissing, alcohol consumption, mention of bloody nose and bruised eye (lmk if i missed any)

Summary - Spencer’s loved you since the moment he met you, always wondering what he had to do to get your attention. What he didn’t know was that he’s always had it all along.

Category - fluff

Word Count - 3.9k

A/N - woah i did not mean for this to be that long but the idea is kinda wacky and i kinda love the idea or spencer in this fic. I def imagine s1 spencer for this lmao. THANK YOU TO MY BELOVED @samuel-de-champagne-problems for helping me out with this one as she always does, she’s the best 😌. i am praying this is gonna show up in the tags cuz tumblr is just being a bitch apparently lmao.

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Spencer was never one to talk, not as much as he wanted to.

It was in his best interest to keep quiet, at least that’s what he grew up relying on. Every position he had been put in was one that shined a bright spotlight on him, attracting all the attention and pointing everyone’s curiosities right to him. He had already been singled out, excluded— he didn’t need any more eyes on him as it was.

The attention only ever brought him years of torment and bullying, something he didn’t enjoy in the slightest. The tears that rolled down his face had solidified into a fear of being on a stage yet again. There was never a time where he could be himself without facing the repercussions of individuality.

So when he joined the BAU, hiding in the shadows and curt responses were his favorite pastime. It may have put people off but it was what he had to do to survive because that’s all he’s ever known…

Survival of the fittest.

But all the manuals and directions in his brain were rewritten when he met you. He found himself craving your looks, your words. All he wanted was for you to talk to him so he could hear your voice just once more. He was an addicted, ever-hungry man that craved nothing but you.

You were kind and beautiful in his eyes and the eyes of many others. Maybe he had taken such a liking to you because of your lending ear. It was always hard for him to find someone willing to listen to him who wasn’t his mother, let alone enjoy what he was rambling on and on about. You were the outlier in a sea of the disinterested, a genuine star that shined through the void that had formed in his heart.

He knew he was too far gone the moment he went to bed that one fateful night, the image of you dancing around him refusing to fade in his restless mind. He soon found himself thinking about you and only you, desperate for your sweet love…

Your gentle touch.

Your tender care.

He was no longer the shy, quiet genius in the back— showing off his rare memory or high IQ. Every giggle he elicited from you was cherished, held close to his heart and even closer to his soul. All he wanted to do was make you smile like no other person had, to make you just as happy as you made him.

You were the one that kept him invigorated, unknowingly encouraging him to crawl out of the shell he retreated into the moment he stepped foot into high school so many years ago.

“Kid.”

Spencer looked over to Derek who sat in the driver’s seat of the car, glancing over at him quickly and turning his attention back to the road with furrowed brows.

“You’re gonna poke a hole through the floor of my very expensive car if you keep tapping the way you are,” he said, a cautiously curious tone laced through his voice.

Spencer slinked into his leather seat timidly. “Sorry,” he muttered, embarrassed to be called out by someone he greatly admired for his charisma and charm.

“No worries, kid,” Derek laughed, “What’s got your mind all up in a jumble?”

“Nothing,” he blurted quickly, hoping that the lie that fell freely would be easily brushed off.

Derek chuckled, “Right… nothing. Is ‘nothing’ the secret code name you have for Y/N?”

“Wh- what?” Spencer stuttered, laughing slightly to play off Derek’s ridiculous question, “O- of course not.”

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416 notes - Posted January 5, 2022

for all my hotch girlies

433 notes - Posted March 5, 2022

Paper Wishes

Pairing - Spencer Reid x Fem!Reader

Warnings - language, case violence (deaths of victims mentioned), paper cuts, fire

Summary - After months of pining for you from afar, Spencer decides that it was about time for a grand gesture to win over your heart.

Category - fluff

Word Count - 3.3k

A/N - brain going brrrrrrrrr hoping that this shows up in the tags lmao 😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫 enjoy tho 😭

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He walked around the corner hastily as the coffee in his hand threatened to spill over the edge of the cup. He was late, forgetting about the most important part of his day while he was talking to Garcia about the most recent sci-fi movie that had just been released the night prior. Spencer was reminded of the time when a little ding came up on Penelope’s computer, almost carried away by the little inaccuracies deep within the plot.

The people he swiftly dodged in the hallways looked back at the slightly distraught man running past them. His heart pounded right against his chest as he zoomed through the floor just to get to the bullpen, right about to miss one of the only things that kept the little embers inside him lit.

In the midst of his little marathon, Spencer somehow managed to run into the wall separating him from stepping foot into the open room— always bustling as agents rushed through to get their work done. He hissed quietly, the hot coffee that spilled from the impact staining his shirt and seeping through all of his layers right onto his skin.

He was almost distracted from the main reason why he was in such a hurry… almost.

His ears perked up as the sound of your lively voice bounced around the room. He looked in your direction and watched as the sun illuminated your glowing radiance, the wide smile on your face almost enough to blind him straight through the thick lens of his glasses. Everyday you’d come in at the exact same time, bringing a vivacious light into the grim feeling of the office which was brought about with the intense nature of your line of work.

He could recognize the shit in everyone’s day, your infectious giggles were the best part of everyone’s day— not just his.

“Spencer,” your face read of concern and worry as you walked over to him with a tissue in your hand, “Are you okay?”

The heat that rested on his cheek was imminent, the red tinge on his tender skin was a constant when it came to you. “Oh,” he chuckled nervously, “I- I’m alright. Just um, just a spill.”

“Are you sure? That coffee looked hot.” You handed him the tissue, keeping one to help clean up the majority of the mess that was concentrated on his chest. He sucked in a breath, nervous that you’d feel how loudly his heart was beating. It was almost as if every part of his body had a mind of their own around you, his heart demanding to be let out of its cage— liberated only to be conquered once again by you.

“I- I’m fine,” he kept his response short to avoid stumbling up in front of you like he already had, “I have an extra change of clothes in my bag.”

You nodded, tossing the soiled paper into the trash can behind him. “I hope it doesn’t stain,” you said, the smile he was so addicted to gracing your lips.

“It’s not a big deal, I um, I have a lot more of these at home.”

“Yea, but this one in particular is my favorite,” you admitted, the light bouncing off of you in every which way, “I always love your sweater vests and cardigans, you always look so handsome wearing them.”

“Th- thank you. I um, I-” he stopped to collect the thoughts fractured by his inability to think around you, “I um, I- I think they’re um… cool too.”

“Very cool,” you giggled, “I’ve got to get to work on those stacks of papers on my desk or else Hotch is going to kill me.”

He nodded, watching you walk away as he tried to remember how to breathe. You thought he was handsome, a compliment he had only really received from his mother. It was the sound of your voice and your willingness to engage with the only dork in the unit that kept the draining supply of happiness inside him full. Your round of flirts and teasing comments were nothing if sustenance for his craving heart.

“Boy Genius.”

Spencer turned around, almost tripping on his untied shoelace, to see Penelope walking up to him.

“Where did you go? I look away to answer an email and look back to see you flying out of the room,” she laughed, the little feathers in her hair following the motions of her head.

“I forgot I had something,” he mumbled as he continued to look at you from his place in front of the break room.

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653 notes - Posted January 8, 2022

My #1 post of 2022

Lit By Love

Pairing - Spencer Reid x Fem!Reader

Warnings - language, SMUT (MINORS DNI, 18+), oral (male and female receiving), fingering, face fucking, unprotected penetration, slight overstimulation, use of pet names (darling/good girl), slight hair pulling, sorta dom!spencer and sorta sub!reader, not proofread (lmk if i missed anything lmao)

Summary - You come over to Spencer’s apartment hoping to help him during a storm and power outage. Your attempt to help him through his fear of the dark developed into something more than you had planned, leading to an unrevealed confession.

Category - fluff, smut (18+) MINORS DNI

Word Count - 6.1k

A/N - lmao i cranked this out today and i’m kinda proud considering i’m sitting in my lab rn waiting for some tests and i’m rlly hoping this shows up in the tags lmao. big big big thank you to @samuel-de-champagne-problems for helping me with this, ily <;3

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Spencer always felt like he was on display, people watching him as he juggled a circus act of walking on a tightrope.

He couldn’t count the vast number of his peers waiting for him to tip over and fall down beneath, surrounded by nothing but failure. It was a fate that haunted him constantly, a never-ending fear that he believed would inevitably come true one day in the future.

What they didn’t know was the envy that bubbled inside him. He coveted the normalcy they so desperately wanted to get rid of. He wanted the ease of being a regular person and the effortless finding of their other half.

He didn’t understand why people wanted to be in his shoes knowing what others thought of him but what stumped him most was why you wanted him.

After weeks of borderline stalking you, Spencer decided to leave well enough alone— dropping the unachievable dream of being yours. Much to his surprise, you approached him with just as much enthusiasm that thrived inside him when any thought of you weaseled its way into his frontal lobe. He managed to work up the courage to ask you out on a date and the rest felt as easy as it was to fall for you.

It was a rollercoaster of emotions: infatuation, fixation, adoration, passion.

He was addicted to you, a fact he had known since the moment you called him yours— your Spencer. It was almost as if his heart was trapped and fumigated with your intoxicatingly sweet scent and wondrous smiles he would never be able to rid himself of, a nightmare and fantasy he could never quite forget.

But at some point, something felt off. There was always something left… unsaid.

Every single goodbye felt like a sentence that was unfinished.

He tried to figure out what it was but he could never find the missing piece to his puzzle, stuck in a prison made of his own incapability. The lightbulb never magically turned on, nor did the answer finally click— he was left to remain in a state of confusion and emotional disorientation.

His internal debacle stuck with him since he first noticed the odd hanging feeling after each reluctant departure. There was nothing he could do but wait until he could put his bright mind to good use.

Spencer ran his fingers through his hair hoping to brush out the little droplets of rain resting between each strand. He was able to avoid the raging weather in Virginia for the last couple of days, staying in sunshiney California for a case. He never liked thunder or lightning or any kind of weather that had the potential to develop into a raging storm, it always created an unsettling atmosphere he had no intention of enjoying.

With each passing moment marked by the sound of thunder and the flashing lightning, he thought of the only person that could comfort him in that very moment— you.

He had been hesitant to call you after discovering his newfound problem that may be the little seed of doubt that had yet to be unsown, instilling a sense of hopelessness inside him. It was an inkling of pessimism that believed in his undismissable demise, too stubborn for him to rid himself of.

The keys dropped from his hand into the little dish beside the front door with a loud clank. He made his way over to the couch, plopping himself down as the weather outside expressed its rage through howling winds and rampant rain.

His phone slid out of his pocket the further he sunk into the piece of furniture, almost as if the world was urging him to call you. He wanted to oblige, he wanted to call but a little piece of him was afraid of the unknown. He couldn’t figure out what was irking him, something he believed would potentially severe his only lifeline.

His finger brushed up against the cold surface of the device, chuckling as he reminisced on the time you stuck little stickers by each button detailing what each did. He had the mind of a camera but he couldn’t seem to remember how to work a tool of the modern age.

Spencer jumped slightly right as the sound of the roaring thunder outside filled his living room. He was a grown man but he never really got over his fear of storms of any kind. The situation was made worse by the flickering of the lights above him, the indecisiveness of the bulbs eventually gave way when the lighting was abruptly stolen.

He sunk further into the faux leather under him, clutching the tiny black box close to his chest while he tried to work up the courage to call you. His finger migrated to your contact and hovered over it, a war of thoughts in his mind clouded his decision.

All the bad memories he thought he had gotten rid of started to flood him again.

He squeezed his eyes shut as he tried to wish away the dark just as he did as a child. Spencer itched to hear the monotonous ringing followed by the sound of your voice picking up the phone, he was just too afraid to make an objective decision.

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Taking inspiration from this post I saw on my dash from @boldlyvoid:

I’m gonna tell you what color a handful of my comfort characters remind me of, but will provide no explanation as to why. (I agree with the characters and color associations she mentions, so they won’t be covered here)

1. Evan Buckley from 9-1-1 is a marigold yellow

2. Steve Harrington is like an olive green

3. Wanda Maximoff is like a pastel red. Not a full crimson, but soft like a little bit of pink is mixed into it to make it blushier

4. Matt Murdock is like baby kitten grey

5. Peter Parker in any form is baby blue, be it Toby Peter, Andrew Peter, or Tom Peter

6. Benedict Bridgerton is indigo

7. Remus Lupin is chocolate brown

8. Harry Potter is like Heineken bottle green (if you’ve ever seen a Heineken bottle you know what I mean)

9. Newt Scamander is like a rich lapis lazuli blue

10. And Percy Jackson is seafoam green

No I will not elaborate

11 notes - Posted June 14, 2022

My Personal Spencer Reid Headcanons

Part 1/?

The only things he knows how to cook before meeting you are Ramen and Box Mac and Cheese (and even then he still isn't very good at it)

He memorizes all of your clothing sizes so he can just tell people right off the bat for gift-giving purposes (or for him to get you things *wink wonk*) instead of having to ask you first

He genuinely enjoys hearing you talk, so he’ll ask questions that trigger info-dump sessions on purpose just to hear you ramble on about whatever hyper-fixation he asked you about, because you always do the same thing for him

He is ENDLESSLY fascinated by makeup, so if you’re the type of person who wears/knows how to do makeup, he will sit and just watch you do your makeup, occasionally asking what a product is for or what techniques you’re using

The books on his bookshelf are organized via the Dewey Decimal System, and you buy him a label maker for that express purpose so he can label the space on the shelf instead of having to put a bulky lamination on all of his books

Despite never wearing matching socks, all of his socks are organized by color (you helped him get divided drawer inserts for that)

He does not know and cannot for the life of him figure out how to play Snaps, Black Magic, or any of those other weird mind-numbing camp games, which you always laugh at him for whether you know how to play them or not

He can successfully fold a fitted sheet because his arms are so long, and it endlessly pisses off everybody

He still doesn't know how to use chopsticks

He dotes upon you whenever it's your time of the month, because he hates it when you don't feel good and he wants to help you feel better

Even though he tries his best to avoid germs, when he does get sick, he's the biggest man-baby imaginable and you have to drop everything to take care of him (even though you'd do that if he WASN'T a man-baby)

You somehow convince him to read Harry Potter, Percy Jackson, The Maze Runner, The Hunger Games, and all those other fantasy/dystopian fiction novels for kids and young adults, and even though he tries to act all cool and say they weren't as good as Chaucer or Vonnegut, he actually really enjoyed them

He sucks at remembering to drink water, so you have to get him an obnoxiously neon colored water bottle so he'll remember to use it

The only form of exercise he can do well and for a prolonged period of time is sit-ups, so he has pretty decent abs

He had no idea how to properly care for his wild curls until you came along and helped him research how to do it best

He likes podcasts, specifically ones about books, movies, and tv shows, but he does have a select few true crime podcasts that he likes to listen to, even though he's very familiar with most of the cases they discuss

He only gets an iPhone so he can receive pictures and videos of his godsons from JJ and Derek, and eventually so you can send him pictures and videos of your sons and/or daughters (also for certain word and math puzzle games that you download for him when he first gets it)

He really likes the home organizing shows they have on Netflix, and once you came home to find him Marie Kondo-ing the entire apartment

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My Personal Matt Murdock Headcanons

Part 1/?

(And yes. I have discussed a handful of these with my beloved moot @leossmoonn before)

Due to his enhanced senses, he knows the perfect time to flip a pancake, never burns anything, always makes the most perfect toast, and he always kills flies on the first try

As much as he pretends to hate it because it’s kinda blasphemous, one of his favorite songs is Take Me To Church by Hozier. He also really likes Devil’s Advocate by The Neighborhood and (don’t tell anybody) Paper Rings by Taylor Swift

He’s really good with kids. Like, unnaturally good. Like, you’ll walk into a room and see him regaling your nephews with stories of Battlin’ Jack Murdock, or all of your nieces doing their best to put his hair in ponytails or “forcing” him to sing Disney songs with them (and melting when he actually gets really into it)

The most chivalrous little shit on earth. Always opening doors for you, pulling your chair out for you when you go out to eat, helping you out of taxis, kissing the back of your hand, shit like that. Simply because he loves hearing the heat rush to your cheeks

He’s annoyingly good at hide and seek, at least from a seeking standpoint because of his super weirdness. He can’t hide worth a damn, because he’s almost six feet tall and not that flexible, so he ends up trying to hide behind the big plant in your living room and you can just barely see the tiniest bit of his fluffy hair peeking out over the top of it

He’s a complete pansy when it comes to spicy food or strong flavors. The only spicy things he can kind of handle are Hot Cheetos or Takis, and even after those he has to chug like half a gallon of milk

He’s surprisingly good with animals. Like, say you’re at a petting zoo for a younger relative’s birthday party. You’ll end up finding him in some obscure corner of the animal pen with a baby goat fast asleep in his arms. Or if you’re at a family member’s house for a holiday and they happen to have a dog or a cat, you can bet the second he sits down that animal is going to make themselves at home on his lap or around his shoulders. It’s even funnier if the dog that picks him as their dog bed is huge, like you just walk into the living room to find him being borderline smothered by a very self-satisfied fully grown Great Pyrenees

His favorite times of year are the beginning of spring when all the flowers and trees are blooming, and the holidays because of all the yummy baked treats you’re constantly making that make the whole apartment smell like a real deal bakery

He can’t bring himself to go within 50 feet of a Bath and Bodywork’s or a Yankee Candle because of all the competing robust aromas, so he’ll just tell you what candle or bath product he’d like, because he physically can’t go near either of those stores without getting a wicked headache

After a particularly rough night out on patrol, you’ll most likely find him on the couch cocooned inside a weighted blanket with his expensive noise cancelling headphones over his ears, because sometimes the only way he can get calm enough to meditate is if he can’t hear anything and he doesn’t have any outside stimulation

He loves audio books, especially the ones where the narrator uses different voices to distinguish what character is speaking. Knowing this, you buy him the Harry Potter audiobooks, and it’s safe to say they quickly become his favorite because Stephen Fry is the MVP of character voices

Because his senses are so refined, you, Foggy, and Karen come up with a game where you give him five of the same thing but from different places or brands (like four black coffees from four different coffee joints and one homemade or five pints of vanilla ice cream from five different brands) to see if he can tell the difference between them. Annoyingly enough, he can, and it pisses you guys off to no end

He memorizes the heartbeats and walking patterns of the people he cares about (aka you, Foggy, and Karen), so he can pick you guys out of a crowd of thousands and instantly tell when there’s something wrong be it your heart rate is slightly irregular, your walking pace is accelerated, or god forbid you have a slight limp

Much like Anakin Skywalker, he can’t really handle the texture of sand (of course you quote that one scene whenever he mentions it just to mess with him), so he’s not the biggest fan of the beach. Then one year for a vacation you take him to your relative’s condo in Coquina Beach, Florida, and the second he feels how soft the sand is, he changes his mind about beaches, and you two decide to try and find the beach with the softest sand in the world

He loves it when you wear his clothes, especially his old Columbia sweatshirts or tees. Once when he came home, you were wearing one of his white work button ups and no pants, and he just about lost his remaining five marbles

He unironically loves VeggieTales, especially the Silly Songs with Larry. You’ve caught him humming “Oh Where is My Hairbrush?” to himself while he’s getting ready for work too many times for it to be a coincidence

He has a really good singing voice, but he only ever busts it out at a karaoke bar after a few too many whiskeys, and yet he still sounds coherent when you drunkenly usher him onto the stage. Once he sang “Hold Me While You Wait” by Lewis Capaldi, and the entire female population within the bar (and a couple of dudes, tbh) basically melted into the floor, because he has no business having the voice of an angel when he’s drunk off his ass

He likes going to museums with you that specialize in your niche interests just to hear you infodump to him about the stuff you already know and the new stuff you learn while you’re there, because he loves listening to your voice in any context

30 notes - Posted August 4, 2022

I Swear

(A Spencer Reid Fic)

Pairing: Spencer Reid x Platonic-ish Fem!Reader

Summary: Reader decides to clean the apartment, but she finds something of Spencer's that she was never supposed to see

Genre: Pretty angsty right in the middle, but it gets sweet and fluffy at the end, I promise

Warnings: Swearing, mentions of Spencer's no-no juice arc, mentions of the circumstances that CAUSED said no-no juice arc, crying, general ouchies.

A/N: This is for @imagining-in-the-margins' Roommate Challenge. I apologize in advance for any pain this may cause. And this is post-finale, but Reader doesn't meet Spencer until around the middle of Season 13, so she isn't fully aware of all the crap our favorite boi went through

Word Count: 1121

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When Y/N set out on her spring cleaning mission, she was not expecting it to end in tears. Well, she usually doesn't expect anything to end in tears, but especially not tidying up her shared apartment with her best friend.

Y/N is the owner of a very small and homey second-hand bookstore that just so happened to be Spencer Reid's very favorite place to go when he needed to de-stress after a rough day at work. One day while he was in about two and a half years ago, she helped him find a book he was looking for, they struck up a conversation, and they've been friends ever since.

About 6 months ago, Y/N's apartment building got condemned for a multitude of health and safety violations, and she didn't have anywhere else to go because all the apartments available for rent were too far away from her shop. She vented all of her frustrations to Spencer when he came into the shop that day, and he very generously offered to let her live with him in his apartment.

Anyways, Spencer was off at Quantico for what he assured her was only going to be a cut-and-dry paperwork day, so she decided to get some cleaning done, because between him being an avid reader, her making a living collecting and selling second-hand books, and both of them working so much, the apartment was starting to resemble a small post-apocalyptic library.

She reorganized the two large bookshelves (one for him and one for her), scrubbed the kitchen counters until they were spotless, emptied the fridge of any spoiled food, and wiped down all the surfaces in the bathroom. And she had to admit to herself that she did a pretty good job at making the apartment look habitable again.

Then Y/N started cleaning up the floors of her and Spencer's bedrooms so she could vacuum, and while she was picking up all of the mismatched socks strewn about in Spencer's room, she knelt down to make sure there wasn't anything under his bed, and she found a small wooden box with a clasp on it. She dumped all the socks into his hamper (while reminding herself to start on laundry later), then grabbed the box from under the bed to investigate.

She sat on the end of his bed, then undid the clasp and opened the box to find three small glass vials filled with clear liquid. Y/N's eyebrows furrowed, then she picked up one of the vials and turned it around to read the label. She almost dropped the box when she read the word "dilaudid" on the little sticker, and tears started coming to her eyes. Y/N knew that Spencer had been through a lot from when she first became friends with him, but she had no idea that he'd had these kind of issues, and that was probably on purpose on Spencer's part.

The front door opened, and she heard Spencer call out, "Y/N/N? I'm home!", so she used all of her resolve to contain more tears and slowly left his room while holding the little box. He hadn't noticed her come out of the room, and he continued hanging up his jacket while saying, "Hey, did you clean the apartment? It looks great! You know you didn't have to do that ri-...?", but he cut himself off when he saw Y/N standing in the living room with tear streaks on her face holding the object he hadn't even thought about in almost 3 years.

Spencer's face immediately fell, and he said, "You were never supposed to see that," which only made Y/N want to cry even more. She tried to fight it, but she broke down sobbing, and had to grab the back of the couch to stop herself from sinking onto the floor, because she knew that if she did, it would break Spencer's heart even more.

Spencer ran forward, gently took the box from her hands, then scooped her into his arms bridal style before carrying her to the couch and sat down with her. Y/N buried her face in his neck and cried harder than when her family had to send the dog they had since she was four across the Rainbow Bridge right before she graduated from high school, and Spencer could feel tears welling up in his eyes as well, because he'd never imagined seeing her this broken up over him.

After she had calmed down a little, she whispered, "Why didn't you tell me?", so he replied, "Because I didn't want you to see me as some fragile broken former addict. I just wanted you to see me as Spencer, the guy who nabs all the good books from your store before anyone else can get them, the guy who makes you watch Doctor Who with him all the time, the guy who teases you for not being able to handle Indian food, just... your Spence," his voice breaking at the very end.

Y/N looked up at him and said, "You'd still be my Spence if you had told me. Your past mistakes don't define the kind of person you are," before wiping her eyes and letting out a tiny sniffle. Spencer nodded and said, "It's a long story, but I know you won't judge me now, so... here goes nothing," with tears in his eyes.

He told her his whole story, about Tobias Hankle and his multiple personalities, about his kidnapping, about his struggle with substances, and about how ten years of sobriety were ripped from him when he was drugged and framed for murder in Mexico, and Y/N listened intently the whole time.

When he was finished, she asked, "And the box I found under your bed?", so he said, "I haven't even thought about it since before we met. I've been sober again for almost 3 years, and I'm not planning on giving that up again anytime soon, I swear," which made her smile before throwing her arms around him in a tight hug. He hugged her back, then kissed the top of her head before saying, "Thank you for being my friend," so she squeezed him even tighter and said, "Thank you for being mine," and they just stayed like that for a while.

Y/N said, "Wanna watch Doctor Who?", and he said, "I swear you can read minds sometimes," before grabbing the remote off the coffee table and going into HBO Max. Y/N snuggled into his side, and they watched the show peacefully for a few hours before falling asleep that way on the couch, more in sync than they ever have been before.

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My Personal Eddie Munson Headcanons

Part 1/?

He always has you do his eyeliner before his shows with Coroded Coffin because he insists he’s terrible at it, but he really just likes how you sit on his lap and hold his face while you do it

This little shit is the biggest gentleman on the planet, and you wanna punch him in his stupid perfect face because of it. Always helps you step over puddles, always gives you his hand to get out of his van, and you haven’t opened a door for yourself when you’re with him since you first started dating

He tries to teach you how to play the electric guitar, but you’re horrendous at it. He has more luck with acoustic though, and when you get good enough to sing and play at the same time, he loses his shit because he taught you that and you’re amazing

This man is such a cuddle monster. Like, his 5’10” ass koalas around you the second you’re in bed or on the couch, and he buries his face in your neck to be as close to you as he possibly can (he’s only the littlest bit touch starved)

He has no idea how to react when you compliment him. He’s so used to being insulted and called awful names by all the douchebags at school, that when you brush hair away from his face and say “You have the prettiest eyes, Eddie”, he frickin melts like a popsicle on the 4th of July

He pretended to be annoyed by it at first, but now he openly loves it when you play with his hair and put braids in it and all that jazz

He loves it when you lay on his chest while he’s reading or sit on his lap while he’s writing out a new campaign for the Hellfire boys. He especially loves it when you ask him to read to you or offer up ideas about what bullshit to put the boys through at the next Hellfire meeting

He takes Will under his wing the second he meets him and makes him his Junior Dungeon Master. They combine forces and make the most elaborate campaign either of them have ever made based on their escapades with the Upside Down stuff. They even manage to get Max, Steve, Nancy, Robin, and Jonathan to design characters for it and play through it

He and the other Hellfire boys give you their old dice sets when they get all beat up and worn out so you can make crafts with them. Every member of Hellfire has a bracelet you made them with their respective dice sets, and they treasure everything you make them with every fiber of their beings

He’s really good at climbing trees. Like, you can blink and the dumbass is halfway to the top of the tree already. He says it’s because he likes to see the town from a different view point, but you know he just likes to show off

Metal may be his main wheelhouse, but he secretly loves Cyndi Lauper. You’ve caught him singing “Girls Just Wanna Have Fun” in the shower on numerous occasions, but you never say anything about it

This man can’t keep his hands to himself worth any type of damn. He always has an arm around your waist or around your shoulders, always holding your hand, or he has his arms wrapped around your middle from behind while he presses kisses against your neck. He’s a leg man too, but y’all can jump to your own conclusions there

He taught himself how to knit once when he was stuck at home with chicken pox, and now you and the Hellfire boys have a collection of scarves, hats, and mittens he’s made for you, and they actually do a good job of keeping you warm in the winter months

He has a rock collection that he started way back in third grade, and everytime he finds a cool rock, he takes it home and puts it in a big Tupperware tub he nicked from the kitchen when he was little and first started his collection

He makes guitar pick necklaces from random abandoned picks he finds in the parking lot behind The Hideout, and he gives them to the people he cares about. So you have about 13 different ones, his uncle has a handful of them, and the Hellfire boys all have one or two

He begrudgingly allowed you to paint his nails black once, but then he realized he looked kinda cool, so now he always asks you to do them for him

He gave you one of his rings on a chain as a sort of promise ring situation because your fingers are too small to actually wear it

He secretly loves the movie Dirty Dancing, but nobody else besides you is allowed to know that, because he thinks it’s embarrassing. You think it’s cute though, and you always tell him “I’ll be the Baby to your Johnny any day, Eds”, which makes him blush

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Fic authors self rec! When you get this, reply with your favorite five fics that you've written, then pass on to your favorite writers. Let’s spread the self-love 💜

ahhh thank you foxy this is so fun !! also thanks to @samuel-de-champagne-problems and @reidsbookclub for sending as well 💜

the road back to you: this one is a favorite because i just really love the story i was trying to tell with it. this was one that immediately came to me after watching season 4 of stranger things and it almost wrote itself with how quickly the words came.

beautifully chaotic: i almost didn't write this one at all but then some friends convinced me it was a good idea and let me tell you i'm so thankful they did. it's tough to find fics about adhd or executive dysfunction that i can personally relate to, so i really enjoyed being able to make this one

yes chef: yes, all my favs will probably be the self-indulgent ones. i was talking to a couple friends about a story where my own partner and i struggled to find gender neutral petnames that i was comfy with, and how in general there's not a lot of representation in that specific way in fics, and they told me i should write this.

angel in a denim jacket: i loved this request from the moment i received it. i always wished spencer could have had someone to lean on and help him through his clearly difficult school years, so it was really nice to be able to write that.

tell ourselves a good lie: THIS ONE. i think this is my fav of all time, probably. i was so nervous to tackle this prompt so i took it slowly to make sure i did an alright job. and damn am i happy because i look back and i'm just, so proud of the writing in this one

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foxy-eva · 1 year

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Spencer Reid x Fem!Reader

Wedding Headcanons

Spencer begins fantasizing about marrying you after only two months of dating. He knows right away that you are the one.

He proposes to you not long after your first anniversary. Of course you say yes immediately. Getting married to Spencer Reid is like a dream come true.

Spencer would prefer a small wedding but if it's important to you, he'll agree to have a big celebration.

He's also open to the idea of eloping. He doesn't care how you two get married as long as he'll he able to call you his wife for the rest of your lives.

Derek helps him pick out his wedding suit but nobody can talk him out of wearing his converse with it. Seeing him wearing his favorite shoes at your wedding warms your heart.

Seeing you in your wedding dress as you walk down the aisle takes Spencer's breath away. You look absolutely stunning.

He has troubles reciting his vows because he can't hold back his tears. Of course hearing him tell you how much he loves you makes you cry as well.

Your first kiss as husband and wife is innocent and brief, unlike everything that will follow once the two of you are alone.

Nsfw under the cut, minors DNI!

Your first night together as newly-weds exceeds all of your expectations. Despite being exhausted, Spencer insists on taking his time worshipping you.

He keeps mumblings "my beautiful wife" against your skin as he kisses every inch of your body.

He is more possessive than ever, claiming you as his while he loves you in the most intimate way.

He loves to playfully call you Mrs Reid during sex. It becomes his new favorite nickname for you.

Spencer and you barely leave the hotel bed on your honeymoon but you wouldn't have wanted it any other way.

If you liked these headcanons you should check out my stories Honeymoon and Forever Has A Nice Ring To It.

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strawberryspence · 3 years

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CONGRATS ON 300 Followers!! I'm giving you a big hug rn

Can I get a 📖 from this prompt list.....let's see #8 sounds good!!

"Every time you sneeze really loudly, it kills my soul just a little knowing that our future child might inherit that."

PS: I'm reading through this prompt list and these are really good!!

Again, congrats! I love interacting with you on here and I hope you know that everytime I see you pop up on my feed, it makes me SO HAPPY!!

Rosie! Thank you for this prompt! I really had fun writing it (the one you choose is really funny) and the prompts in the list is so good! I am going add it to the list.

Thank you for all the love. I am always thankful HUGS 🥺💗

Warnings: a lot of sneezing and sickness talk :< Fem! Reader!

Word Count: 910 words.

Spencer hates germs. He always have said that if he can exchange his eidetic memory with the power to never get sick he would.

He hates being sick, not being able to see the germs flying around, hates coughing, snot and runny noses. But most of all he hates it when your sick because Spencer really, really loves you but he really, really hates the germs.

“Get away from me! If you get sick, its going to be a bigger problem.” You sniffle moving away from Spencer as he comes in the room with a tray of chicken noodle soup, toast, orange juice and some tylenol.

“Come on, baby. I need to take care of you.” Spencer sits on the other side of the bed as you lie on the other side of it.

“I can do it on my own! Just leave the soup!” You try to sit up, but god your just so dizzy.

“Just let me help you okay? I won’t get sick.” Spencer almost laughs as he sees you struggling to sit up. He props a pillow on your back to help you sit better, “Okay, But only because you really want to.” Spencer smiles as your voice softens.

“Did you know that the heat from the soup helps clear nasal congestion and can relieve pain and sinus pressure?” You sniffle again, reaching over for a tissue and blowing on your nose.

“Honey, I really love your facts and rants but right now I just need my soup.” Spencer chuckles before offering a spoonful of soup to you. You happily accept it, loving the feeling of the hot soup going through your body.

You hum happily, finally feeling a bit better, “You’re happy?” Spencer smiles as he watches you munch on a small piece of the toast that he gave you.

You nod after he gives you another spoonful of soup, “Thank you, Spence. You take such good care of me.”

“That’s because I love you, baby.” He laughs as he reaches over for tissue and wiping the snot running down your nose. If it wasn’t you, he would have gagged with disgust.

“Get away, get away!” You instantly say as you try to get away from him as you feel a sneeze coming.

“ACHOO!” You sneeze, loudly if Spencer may add, on the tissue in your hands covering your nose. Spencer can’t help but laugh at how outrageously loud your sneeze was.

“Stop laughing! I am not feeling well!” You protest before pouting at him and before he can say anything, you sneeze loudly again. Spencer laughs as he hands you more tissues.

“Every time you sneeze really loudly, it kills my soul just a little knowing that our future children might inherit that.” Spencer jokes and when he sees your face he instantly straightens up.

“Spencer, I am sick with flu while I am pregnant with the child that you,” You pause to put emphasis on the word you before continuing, “put into me. I can’t even sleep properly and your joking about our child’s sneeze!?”

Spencer stifles a laugh before spouting out facts, “Come on, love. I was joking. Don’t get mad. Its really not your fault. Sneezes are very strong reflexes to clear the upper airway and are often spontaneous and involuntary, thus, we can’t control its force.”

“No more jokes. More soup.” You say as you open your mouth trying to eat more soup. Spencer smiles as he feeds you another spoonful of the soup.

“If this doesn’t go away tonight, we’re going to the Doctor tomorrow, okay? Just to be sure.” Spencer says as he smooths your hair down and giving it a kiss.

“But, I don’t want to leave the bed and you’re a doctor! You diagnose me!“ You pout at him.

Spencer laughs as he gives your hand a massage, “Honey, I have 3 PhDs and none of them is a medical doctorate. So, just to be sure that you and baby pea are okay we’re going to the doctors tomorrow.”

“Okay.” You say as Spencer puts down the the tray before handing you a tylenol.

“Is tylenol safe for me?” You ask in a small voice. He smiles, “Yes. Its considered the safest pain medicine to take when you’re pregnant.” You drink it swiftly with a gulp of orange juice.

“Come on, let’s get you to bed.” Spencer props the pillow so you can lie down properly, “Are you feeling better?” He inquires, brushing his hand through your hair.

“Hmmm. A little.” He nods, smiling down at you as he kisses your forehead, “I left a bucket on the other side of the bed so if you need to hurl, you can do it easily.”

“I am sleepy.” You say as you caress your growing bump, “Go to sleep, love. I’ll be here if you need me.”

You hum a response before slowly closing your eyes, “Baby Pea and I love you, Spencer. Thank you for taking care of us."

Spencer smiles as he feels his heart beat against his chest. He has many dreams in his life but this one was one of the things that he never know if he could get and now that you're lying here beside him, his child growing inside you, it just feels surreal.

“I also love you both and I promise to always take care of you." He continues to brush his hand through your hair as you slowly drift to sleep.

Yeah, Spencer really hates germs. But not even that can't stop him because he'd do anything for his little family.

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Might be the wine talking or you know drunk thoughts are sober what is the saying idk but I just want to have a baking night with @samuel-de-champagne-problems and @boldlyvoid and tiktok is not helping with it’s cute “part three of Halloween baking ideas” and now I’m sad

#grecy is wine drunk🍷

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amazingmaeve · 2 years

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Spencer Reid fic Recs!

fics I read almost on a daily! also don’t forget to show your affection to all the fics and give them a like and comment your love. also don’t forget to check out the authors because they’ve written all these BEAUTIFULLY!

nsfw alphabet ➵ @radiant-reid

ace ➵ @gubler-me-up

summary ➵ Can I get a one shot for the episode 52 pickup with Spencer x female reader? Like with the scene specifically where Spencer is trying to hand out the flyers but none of the woman take one, but reader approaches him to take one along with his number or something? Whatever else your mind can come up with please.

talk some sense to me 2 ➵ @sinfulspencer

summary ➵ Y/N confessed to JJ that she always been in love with Spencer but he never noticed her, too busy focusing on someone else. During a case, they are all held as hostages and JJ confesses her love for him.

unbelievable but verified ➵ @radiant-reid

summary ➵ The BAU's newest member comes prepared to join the team with a tiny crush on the man who wrote her three favorite thesis papers.

so, so sorry ➵ @mggswhorificlover

summary ➵ when spencer gets back from a long case, he needs to let out some frustrations the best way he knows how. only, he didn’t know how tough your week had been as well…

letting go ➵ @mggswhorificlover

summary ➵ when spencer comes back from prison, there’s no doubt he’s changed, especially in the bedroom.

found ➵ @everyonesfavoritepipecleaner

summary ➵ which Spencer finds a whole lot more than a book

what plot ➵ @moon-light-jukebox

summary ➵ Reader is a new member to the team who has developed a slight crush on one of her co-workers. She also has a proclivity for reading certain kinds of books. What happens when our favorite speed reader takes a peak over her shoulder?

a memorable hero ➵ @radiant-reid

summary ➵ Y/n jumps into the arms of a random FBI agent when she unknowingly talks to a creepy unsub.

broken paradise ➵ @skiller0dani

summary ➵ you run into an ex boyfriend during an interrogation. except it's you being interrogated, and it's your ex boyfriend doing the interrogating.

germs ➵ @moon-light-jukebox

summary ➵ Reader is sure the resident BAU genius doesn’t like her, but she’s not sure why. But even if he did like her, he’s a germaphobe, so he wouldn’t be comfortable with the things she wants to do to him...would he?

hotch’s daughter 2 3 ➵ @pinkcoffeecup

summary ➵ When Y/n Hotchner comes back from collage, Spencer finds himself thinking a little too much about his bosses daughter. And despite Morgan’s attempts to talk Spencer down from pursuing the young girl, he just can’t help himself.

broken pieces ➵ @radiant-reid

summary ➵ things have gotten bad between Y/N and Spencer so much where she’s seeing a therapist and it doesn’t get much better after she speaks to him.

just my type ➵ @radiant-reid

summary ➵ A pretty girl in a bar mistakes Spencer for someone else. Luckily, he's just her type and she's very impressed by his facts.

houston, we do not have a problem ➵ @radiant-reid

summary ➵ Doctor Y/n Reid's call with NASA takes a different turn when Spencer decides to have some fun with her. Based on this request

and I’ll do anything you say (if you say it with your hands) ➵ @samuel-de-champagne-problems

summary ➵ Spencer and Reader are forced to share a room, but can't resist falling into old patterns, even though it's dangerous and just might break them.

old prison blues ➵ @skiller0dani

summary ➵ when your husband Spencer gets released from Prison, he's much different then you remember.

the perils of eavesdropping ➵ @moon-light-jukebox

summary ➵ Reader is the newest member of the BAU and she is fascinated by a member that was just released from prison. Dr. Spencer Reid keeps her at a distance...but why? One day reader overhears something that hurts her feelings. Knowing what she knows now...what is she supposed to do?

this vast empty space ➵ @literaila

summary ➵ I’ve had this idea floating in my head after watching some One Tree Hill and Criminal Minds one day👀 what if the reader and Spencer have a child together but things are getting a little rocky with reader and Spence and they’re arguing so Spencer spends a lot of time at JJ’s with his child and JJ’s kids and one day the reader doesn’t let her child do something so they get mad and say they wish JJ was their mom🥺 but somehow a fluffy ending? Idk🗿

flick, flick, burn ➵ @literaila

summary ➵ Can i request a fic where the reader and spencer are dating and the reader believes that spencer if in love with jj so she distances herself from him??? and garcia finds out and reassures her?? sorry if this doesn’t make sense but thank u if you do decide to write it!😊

the sleep chronicles ➵ @reidsacademia

summary ➵ Three times Spencer needed sleep.

purple dress ➵ @foxy-eva

summary ➵ Spencer and his coworker Fem!Reader have a friends-with-benefits agreement. When he tries to end it, she shows him what he is missing out by putting on an alluring purple dress in an attempt to seduce him.

swooping in ➵ @radiant-reid

summary ➵ Spencer accidentally, unknowingly takes the girl Morgan's trying to get to go home with him

confidential information ➵ @gubler-me-up

summary ➵ Can I have a doc with maybe Spencer season 1-2, where the team thinks he’s a virgin and doesn’t have a girlfriend but then they find out he does.

a gamble of feelings ➵ @reidslibrarybook

summary ➵ A tipsy night playing poker leads to an unexpected revealing of well-kept secrets.

smells fishy ➵ @radiant-reid

summary ➵ Out of place perfume and cologne give away a secret relationship of the BAU.

perfect shade ➵ @boldlyvoid

summary ➵ After prison, the bureau's concerned for Spencer's mental well-being... so they assign him a Personal Assistant who takes the job of making sure he's "settling in" too seriously.

space ➵ @literaila

summary ➵ who knows overhearing a conversation between your boyfriend and friend could lead to miscommunication with things.

the public eye 2 ➵ @radiant-reid

summary ➵ Spencer gets closer to a famous actress, discovering they're incredibly similar and she really likes him

tranquillement ➵ @spencerreidat3am

summary ➵ Spencer's first night home from prison is complicated

the only way home ➵ @radiant-reid

summary ➵ Mad at her boyfriend, Y/n has a little too much to drink and Spencer takes her home.

let me love you ➵ @sinfulspencer

summary ➵ Spencer takes care of his girlfriend after a bad day at work.

rough patch ➵ @leahblackk

summary ➵ A rough patch could break your heart, and break your lover’s too.

mine ➵ @boldlyvoid

summary ➵ all she needs to do is give a witness statement at the station, she ends up taking care of the sweet agent who put his life on the line to avenge her sister.

stork song ➵ @imagining-in-the-margins

summary ➵ Spencer and reader decide to get pregnant after suffering a miscarriage. It can be angsty, fluffy, smutty. I'd just love to read it.

we’re pregnant ➵ @dr-spencer-reids-queen

summary ➵ When you start showing symptoms of being sick, Spencer goes out of his mind to take care of you. When those symptoms turn to something else, he doesn’t know how to react.

it’s only you ➵ @patheticdarling

summary ➵ The aftermath of the Date Night (S15E6/No Max, just Reader). Reader is feeling really insecure about her and Spencer’s relationship after the heated kiss between Cat and him so Spencer goes the extra mile to reassure her just how much he loves her.

tis the dam season ➵ @reidsacademia

summary ➵ The one where you go home for the holidays and meet up with your long distance booty call.

the statistical probability of falling in love ➵ @reidscanehand

summary ➵ Spencer Reid is doubtful of the statistical probability of falling in love until he meets the BAU’s new communications liaison, Y/N. Thus begins a relationship and a story of healing, growing, and finally finding the statistical probability of finding a happy ending.

seeking comfort ➵ @gubler-me-up

summary ➵ hi! not if you've done this already but can i get one where spencer lays in between the reader's legs?? you can choose between him eating the reader out or just falling asleep there or something idk

who’s your daddy 2 3 4 5 ➵ @gubler-me-up

summary ➵ Can I request one where the reader is like Hotch’s daughter and her and Spencer hook up but he doesn’t know until she walks in one day looking for her dad.

secrets and onesies ➵ @wheelsup

summary ➵ which spencer is hiding two secrets from you. one, that he knows you’re pregnant, and two, that he’s more than ready for it.

a fairytale in vegas ➵ @writer-in-theory

summary ➵ co-workers reader and spencer were relieved to get some time away from each other over the holidays, so they're in for a surprise when their mothers let them know they'll all be spending christmas together.

the girl in the bar ➵ @radiant-reid

summary ➵ None of the team can understand why Y/n isn't into Morgan or Emily so they're shocked when she kisses Spencer

all you need ➵ @reidslibrarybook

summary ➵ You’ve been hiding your feelings from him, pushing him away and shutting him out ever since you found out about your odds of having a baby. There had to be some way he could let himself in, some way for the both of you to come to terms with what’s become.

red vault ➵ @writer-in-theory

summary ➵ red (taylor's version) is being released on november 12th, and i have never been so excited. this album meant so much to me when it was first released and i want to do something fun to celebrate it now. soo i'm going to do a countdown to the release day and post a new fic for each song on the original album. most won't be connected to each other. this will officially start on october 25th.

Til death do us part ii ➵ @sortagaysortahigh

summary ➵ Spencer Reid’s found in Mexico, accused of murder, drug possession, and the intent to distribute. His wife and FBI Agent-Nefeli Thalia Reid-goes through different stages of grief while the team works to get him back to the States.

how you get the girl ➵ @mischiefmanaged71

summary ➵ Spencer is stumped by his work crush and finding a way to ask her out so he enlists the help of the team.

extra credit ➵ @lyrelyretheresmeninthathorse

summary ➵ Reader visits Spencer at his office and inadvertently discovers that some of his students are interested in more than his seminars.

the story of us ➵ @boldlyvoid

summary ➵ Stories you already know, with a twist.

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boldlyvoid · 2 years

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What mutuals do you interact with personally?

And

What are your favorite type of interactions/people to interact with?

Trying to find more mutuals!

Ooo this is a good one

The people I talk to the most on here are @awrfhi @samuel-de-champagne-problems @reidsbookclub @stevesmunsons @fightingdragonswithreid

And I honestly just like to talk to people. I don’t get many interactions during the day so I’ll honestly take anything at this point

#ask

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d-targaryenshoe · 2 years

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Pink Haze - Samuel Garcia

Word Count: 2354

Summary: A Valentines day party never ends well when drinking and love is involved, right?

14th February, a day you'd rather not celebrate in a part where it was all about the amount of money that was being collected as everyone tried to purchase themselves a date.

It wasn't your favorite party this far but you didn't have any choice since Rebeka basically forced you to go, making sure she wouldn't make a fool of herself.

"This is some fucking shit you're pulling on me." You inhaled the smoke of your cigarette, leaning against the wall as you were dressed in a pink satin two-piece. "I know I'm single but still, joder."

"See? You're single, there are a lot of choices tonight." Rebeka winked at you, accepting the cigarette you were holding out, slightly smirking. "It's one big dinner, one fucking tasty dinner."

"You know what's a dinner, eh? Eating pizza, masturbating, and drowning yourself in wine." You tried to be serious but seeing Rebeka's face you both fell into a fit of laughter. "See?"

"Just try to see if there's someone you like." Rebeka shrugged, destroying the cigarette under her pink boots.

"You two truly look superior, have you seen him yet?" Cayetana nervously shifted back and forth, not truly feeling at her safest at this point. "Yes or no, will do."

You and Rebeka shook your heads in a no, making Cayetana rub her forehead. "Fuck, I don't want to start a conversation with him."

"You don't have to, eh? We are with you." Rebeka smiled, throwing her arm around Caye's shoulder as she leaned her head against Cayetana's, chuckling softly. "No worries."

"Caye, can we talk?"

You turned around noticing the prince standing behind Cayetana, scratching the back of his neck as he already felt the two stares of you and Rebeka.

"No, you cannot, and you wanna know why, eh? It's because you can't keep your rich dirty hands to yourself but instead of that you use our friend as the prey for your sick fantasies, the only thing I can ask, is to kindly fuck off and search for another target tonight, día de San Valentín (Valentine's Day), my ass." You pointed at the door, giving him one of your hardest glares before he got the hint, stepping towards the door.

"You really shouldn't have done that, y/n." Cayetana sighed as she took the glass of champagne from a waiter expressing a quiet 'thank you. "He and Paris Hilton are practically teaming up against me, you made it worse."

"I'm not shitting myself for her, he created this, vale (okay)?" You shrugged your shoulders, glancing at Rebeka as she nodded, knowing it was certainly Philipe who began all of this. "See?"

"He's a dick, won't deny that, but he brought this on himself, Caye, y/n's right." Rebeka lit herself another cigarette, inhaling the smoke. "Although that shower of soda at the movie last week, was a-maz-ing."

The three of you fell into a fit of laughter, remembering how Cayetana turned her back to grab the cup of Soda from Philipe's hand and spill it all over Isadora's head.

"Ah, we're having a nice time, gossiping about the new girl I see?"

The three of you noticed Isadora walking up to you, dressed in a baby pink two-piece decorated with a bow on her chest and two feather gloves as her hair was decorated with silver pearls.

"Take a picture, it'll last longer." She rolled her eyes at Rebeka, giving each of you a glowing number in a heart-shaped necklace. "That's your number for tonight, you should get in, you're already fucking with my schedule."

"Your schedule?" Cayetana furrowed her eyebrows at the girl, positioning her number 39 around her neck. "You? A schedule? Okay."

"She's right, a schedule? Since when do you have a schedule? I thought your schedule was just the moment when you swallowed pills or sniffed powder?" You smirked to yourself as you detected how fast her smile faded.

"You see, y/n is having a good time already, so how about you leave us to it?" Rebeka fake-smiled at the blonde girl, still holding her number 13 in her hands. "You're not going to give up are you?"

Isadora shook her head, placing your number 20 around your neck, patting your cheek, before opening the door as the four of you began to walk inside the pink-decorated party.

"What the hell is this? Did Barbie throw up in here?" Cayetana chuckled to herself, crossing her arms.

"Babes, how's it going? Let me clarify a little bit to you how this whole thing functions, yeah? Everyone here tonight has an app on our phones. Associate and keep an eye out for the person you like the most and make a mental note of the number they're wearing, next up you go back into the app and enter the number, that's how you're going to put bids in for that person, that's how you'll score your date" Isadora talked through the microphone, standing behind her booth.

"Okay first off all, what kind of shit is that, what am I? An antique vase?" You looked to your left, where Rebeka was still standing a few moments ago, and so was Cayetana, but now no one was. "How lovely.."

"y/n? Sorry, my name's Ivan, one of the new guys, nice to meet you." A tanned boy spoke up, handing you a mojito cocktail, kissing both your cheeks in courtesy. "You look incredible tonight."

You chuckled to yourself, setting your lips to the straw, noticing how the boy didn't move for an inch, still beaming at you, making it almost creepy. "I'm gonna go and check out the stage of Paris Hilton, I'll see you at school, yeah?"

"Sure, have a nice time!" He yelled over the music as you put your hand in the air, showing him that you've heard what he had yelled to you.

You stepped closer and closer to the stage as you heard some funky music being played by Isadora, even though the blonde DJ looked rather frustrated before she held a pink microphone and two girls started to point with pink guns.

"Babes, I want everyone to pay attention to me because this Valentine's day party is about to get real spicy about fucking now." She strode over the small catwalk, catching your eyes as she smirked. "Cupid was also invited and as the host, I do need to ask him this, who's your first target?"

Fake gunshots were heard through the venue until a spotlight was shining down on you and two guns pointed in the direction as well, as you facepalmed yourself, wanting to disappear into the ground and never come back.

"y/n, our loner of this evening, I love this." Isadora laughed, strolling down the stage as she held your hand, leading you up the small stairs. "Jeez, live a little, let loose, right now I'm not your rival, I'm the fucking host."

"Well, hello hello hello, what do you guys think of this good looking snack, eh?" Isadora grinned at the audience as they started applauding and screaming at the view of the two of you. "That's what I thought!"

You turned the button in your head as you started moving your body to the reggaeton song that was playing, stepping towards the end of the catwalk and back to Isadora.

"Isn't she hot?" The crowd started cheering once again. " Alright party people, there you have it in lights, number 20, the only back luck that this number might bring you tonight is if someone takes her home and that special someone isn't you."

"Now I want to wet my tongue for a bit, joder (fuck)." You walked off the stage, stealing a girl's glass of whiskey, drinking it as a shot while the liquid raced down your throat before you muttered a quiet sorry to her, handing her the empty glass back.

"You are starting to reach your high, no?" Rebeka laughed, putting a hand on your shoulder before Cayetana joined the two of you, carrying three vodka red bulls, handing each one of you a glass.

"Reaching my high? Nah, that's only when I've had a good fuck, Rebe, Caye, come on, join y/n's late-night dirty talk." You smiled, kissing your best friend's cheek, and placing your arm around her shoulder. "Have you seen someone you want to fuck yet?"

Rebeka snorted at your bold question but decided to keep quiet and just take a sip from her glass, staring at the two of you.

"Honestly, no, boys aren't the main concern for me at the moment, y/n." Cayetana sighed, placing her head on top of yours, slowly moving from side to side on the music, sipping from her glass. "What about you?"

"Well I have for the last five years, the most well-known waiter of Las Encinas, Samuel Garcia, everyone fucking knows, why would you even ask that shit to me, Caye." You muttered, emptying the glass and slamming it down onto the round table. "Otra ronda de tragos! (another round of drinks!)"

You felt Rebeka place an arm around your waist, leading you away from the table with booze. "Eh, y/n, you've had enough, joder (fuck), you should head home and sleep it all out."

"She's right, y/n, we'll find someone to bring you home or to nap somewhere, you're too far gone," Cayetana spoke as she attempted to hold in her laugh while you ignored both of them and moved your hips to the reggaeton music, booing Isadora who was trying to sort out her music.

"Caye, stay here with her, I'm gonna search for him." Rebeka pointed at your dancing body before walking off and searching for Samuel in the mass of drunk and dancing teenagers.

Coming to a halt she noticed Samuel standing in a corner, taking a sip from his beer, awkwardly moving to the music, catching Rebeka walking up to him.

"Can y/n sleep at yours?" She questioned, taking away his beer, giving it over to a random student, and placing her hands on her hips. "coño (fuck), you here?"

"Come again? Sleep at mine?" Samuel furrowed his eyebrows, putting his hands in the pockets of his purple jacket, slightly turning red on his face. "Rebe, you know I can't."

"So now you're shitting your pants? Because I ask you if the girl you've been jerking off to since forever can sleep at your place because she's fucking drunk and doesn't notice the difference between a unicorn or a horse at this point?" She rambled, shoving his shoulder in frustration.

"No, it's because it's y/n, she's not Carla or Ari, you know that shit too." He sighed.

"So you'll do it?" Rebeka lifted an eyebrow at the boy, holding her arm out, signaling for him to start walking with her.

"If this turns out bad, I'll forever hate you," Samuel murmured as he started to follow Rebeka through the crowd, coming to a halt when he caught you dancing on stage with Isadora while Cayetana shouted at you to come down.

He placed his hand on Caye's shoulder, climbing on stage himself before he took a hold of your hand, drawing you away from Isadora, helping you down the small stairs.

"Samu! You've been hiding from me all night eh? Shame on you." You put a hand on your heart, pulling a face as if you were in serious pain, making him chuckle. "Oh, it laughs."

"Come on, I have the duty of keeping you away from doing anything idiotic, so let's go," Samuel said, guiding you out of the building.

To say that the way to Samu's house went smoothly was an understatement, aside from the moments when you walked up to strangers, threw up in trash cans, and climbed on statues, everything went pretty well as you arrived at his front door.

"There's only one bed, I don't know how you feel about sharing." Samuel scratched the back of his neck as he threw his keys on the kitchen table, taking off his jacket while pouring you a glass of water. "y/n?"

"Sharing is fine, I may be drunk, but the company of a friend is always nice." You opened the zipper from your satin skirt as you stepped out of it, noticing Samuel taking in a breath. "Fucking hell, Samu, it's just a skirt, yeah?"

You accepted the glass of water, taking a sip from it, before turning your back towards Samuel, pointing at the buttons of your satin top on the back. "Wanna help for a sec?"

"Vale (okay), of course, I'm not the best with buttons, so.." You fiddled with your fingers while you felt Samuel working on the buttons on your top until the straps fell on the sides of your shoulders.

You pulled the top over your head, putting it on the kitchen stool before strolling over to Samu's bedroom, already knowing your way in this house after 5 years, dragging the sheets over your body, you turned on your side, feeling the bed descent, but already being slipping into the darkness.

It was easy to say that last night you did let yourself go, opening your eyes you noticed Samuel sitting at his desk, headphones on his head while fulfilling an assignment for school, beaming to yourself you pushed yourself off the bed, sneaking up to him quietly.

You placed your arms around his neck, placing your head on his shoulder, smiling to yourself before he took the headphones off his head. "Slept well?"

You nodded your head on his shoulder, rotating around the desk chair on wheels, softly sitting down on his lap, leaning your forehead against his. "Thank you."

"For what?"

"For putting up with me yesterday, for the last five years, for being you?" You shrugged your shoulders, noticing his stare. "What?"

"Can I kiss you?" He placed his hand on your hips, already regretting his words. "I shouldn't ha-"

Before he could answer you placed your lips on his, placing your hand on his cheek, as he got up from the chair and carried you back to the bed, recreating his own pink haze.

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