#season 15 criminal minds

[godsfavdarling]

How could you?

my masterlist, part 2

pairing: Spencer Reid x gn!reader (established relationship)

words: 2,3k

summary: You go to Spencer's apartment, only to witness a shocking betrayal that shatters your world.

warnings: angst, hurt, spoilers for season 15!

a/n: this was one of the ideas for the later chapters of my full story 'Keep Holding On' (completed and available here), but there wasn't really a place for it. so, I decided to just make it into a one-shot with a gender-neutral reader!

You and Spencer have been together for a few years now, your relationship a patchwork of late-night conversations, lazy weekends spent on a couch with books, and long nights in each other's arms.

Although his job isn't easy and you don't get him to yourself as much as you'd like to, you wouldn't change a thing. He and the love you share mean everything to you.

In the quiet moments when you're alone, you find yourself marveling at how unexpected and yet perfectly fitting your love story is. You never thought this could happen to you. 

You never let yourself believe that there would be a man like Spencer loving you and accepting every fiber of your being.

Spencer's presence in your life is like a gentle breeze on a hot summer's day, soothing and comforting. His unwavering support and understanding make even the toughest days bearable. And when he wraps his arms around you, pulling you close, you feel a sense of belonging that you've never known before.

You cherish the simple moments shared over cups of coffee in the morning or stolen kisses in the middle of the day. In Spencer's eyes, you see a reflection of your own hopes and dreams, and in his laughter, you find the melody of your heart's desires.

As you drift off to sleep each night, nestled in Spencer's embrace, you offer a silent prayer of gratitude for the love that fills your days and the warmth that fills your heart. 

In him, you've found not just a partner, but a kindred spirit, a soulmate who completes you in ways you never knew were possible. And for that, you will always be thankful.

There's an unspoken language that exists only between you and Spencer. It's a language of love, trust, and understanding that transcends words.

You marvel at how effortlessly Spencer seems to know what you need, even before you do. His intuition is uncanny, his gestures of affection tender and sincere. 

Whether it's a simple touch on the small of your back as he passes by or a reassuring squeeze of your hand when you're feeling uncertain, Spencer has an innate ability to make everything feel right.

You trust him with your deepest fears, your wildest dreams, and every fragile piece of your heart.

In his arms, you find sanctuary from the chaos of the outside world, a safe harbor where you can be your truest self without fear of judgment or rejection.

And as you navigate the challenges of life together, you're constantly reminded of just how perfect Spencer is in your eyes. His kindness knows no bounds, his patience infinite. 

But it's not just his virtues that make him perfect; it's the way he loves you, wholly and unconditionally. In Spencer, you've found a partner who sees you for who you truly are, flaws and all, and loves you all the more fiercely because of them.

Now as you climb the stairs to Spencer's apartment, your heart flutters. Spencer has just started his 30 days of obligatory sabbatical, and you're looking forward to spending more time together now that his only obligation is his teaching job. You've picked up takeout on the way, eager to share a quiet evening together.

But as you open the door, your excitement turns to shock and disbelief.

There, before you, is Spencer, locked in a passionate embrace with JJ. Her hands are cupping his cheeks, their lips pressed together in a kiss that sends a jolt of pain through your chest.

Time seems to stand still as the bags of food slip from your fingers, crashing to the floor with a dull thud. You can't tear your eyes away from the scene before you, the weight of betrayal crushing down on you like a ton of bricks.

A thousand thoughts race through your mind, each one more painful than the last.

How could Spencer do this to you? How long has this been going on? And most importantly, how could you have been so blind to the truth?

Your heart feels like it's been ripped from your chest, shattered into a million pieces by the revelation before you. The love and trust you once shared with Spencer now lay in ruins at your feet, leaving you feeling empty and alone in a world that suddenly seems cold and indifferent.

As Spencer and JJ finally break apart, their eyes widening in shock at your sudden appearance, you feel a surge of anger rising within you. But beneath the anger lies a deep well of hurt and sadness, a pain that cuts to the very core of your being.

Without a word, you turn on your heel and flee from the apartment, tears streaming down your cheeks as you struggle to make sense of the betrayal that has shattered your world.

Everything spins around you in a blur of tears and confusion, you turn and run down the stairs, desperate to escape the pain and betrayal that threaten to consume you.

Each step feels like a marathon, your legs heavy with the weight of sorrow and disbelief.

But just as you reach the bottom of the stairs, your vision swimming with tears, you stumble, your foot catching on the edge of a step. You plummet forward, the ground rushing up to meet you with terrifying speed.

In that split second before impact, a pair of strong arms wraps around you, pulling you back from the brink of disaster. You gasp in shock and relief as Spencer catches you, his grip firm and steady.

For a moment, you cling to him like a lifeline, your body trembling with the force of your emotions.

You can't breathe, can't think, can't comprehend the enormity of what has just happened.

As you collapse onto the stairs, your sobs echoing in the empty stairwell, Spencer kneels beside you, his expression a mixture of concern and frustration.

He reaches out to touch you, but you flinch away, unable to bear the thought of his hands on your skin.

"Please," he pleads, his voice cracking with emotion. "Let me explain. It wasn't what you think. I didn't...I didn't do anything."

But his words fall on deaf ears as you struggle to make sense of the chaos swirling inside your head.

How could Spencer betray you like this? How could he let someone else touch him in that way?

As the truth begins to dawn on you, a wave of anger washes over you, hot and relentless. You push yourself away from Spencer, your chest heaving with the effort to draw breath.

"Don't," you choke out, your voice barely a whisper. "Don't touch me."

But Spencer refuses to give up, his eyes burning with determination as he reaches for you once more. "Please," he begs, his voice raw with emotion. "Let me explain. It wasn't me. It was her."

You place a trembling hand on your chest, trying to steady your racing heart as you struggle to catch your breath.

"How could you?" you utter, your voice barely above a whisper, the words heavy with accusation and pain.

Spencer's eyes are full of anguish as tears well up in his eyes. He reaches out to you, his hand hovering in the air between you, a silent plea for forgiveness that you're not sure you're ready to grant.

But before you can respond, JJ appears at the top of the stairs, her mouth open as if she's about to say something. But then, with a quick shake of her head, she closes her mouth and walks past the two of you without a word.

You stare after her in disbelief, your mind reeling with confusion and hurt.

You struggle to make sense of the situation. You knew of the hostage situation with JJ and how she had professed her love for Spencer. But you also remember how Spencer immediately came to you, confessing everything and reassuring you of his love for you.

He spent the whole night telling you every detail of what happened, assuring you that his heart belonged to you and you alone. He made it clear that you were the one he loved, not JJ.

So what happened? How could he be kissing her now, after everything he said and everything you've been through together?

With a shaky breath, you push yourself up from the stairs, your muscles tense with the effort to contain the storm raging within you. You want to flee, to distance yourself from him and the shattered remnants of your trust.

But before you can take a single step, Spencer's voice cuts through the tumultuous haze of your thoughts, pleading with you to stay. His words are a desperate plea for understanding, for a chance to explain the inexplicable.

"Please," he implores, his voice cracking with emotion. "Don't leave. I need to explain. I swear, it wasn't what it looked like. You have to believe me."

You hesitate, torn between the desire to escape and the need for answers. Despite the overwhelming pain coursing through your veins, there's a part of you that still craves the truth, no matter how agonizing it may be.

You groan loudly, the weight of the situation bearing down on you like a leaden blanket. Your mind races with a million questions, each one more painful than the last.

But for now, you're too overwhelmed to process anything.

With another loud groan, you turn and begin to make your way back upstairs, your steps heavy with exhaustion and despair.

You can feel Spencer's eyes boring into your back, his silent plea for you to stay echoing in the empty stairwell.

As you reach the top of the stairs, you don't look back, you enter the apartment and your only thought is to find a moment of solace in the solitude of the bathroom.

With trembling hands, you shut the door behind you, the click of the lock a final barrier between you and the chaos that threatens to consume you.

And as you sit there, trembling and broken, you realize that there's something about Spencer, something in the depths of his eyes that compelled you to stay, to hear him out.

It's a trust that runs deeper than words.

As you emerge from the bathroom after a few minutes, the weight of the silence between you and Spencer hangs heavy in the air.

You find him on the couch, his leg shaking uncontrollably, his fingers fidgeting nervously. His face is etched with worry and pain, mirroring the tumult of emotions raging inside you both.

He gave you space, just as he always did. It's one of the things you've always admired about him, his ability to recognize when you needed time to process and heal.

But now, as you sit in the armchair nearby, staring at him with a mix of curiosity and apprehension, you can't help but feel the need for answers, for some semblance of understanding in the chaos that surrounds you.

Finally, after what feels like an eternity, Spencer speaks. His voice is hoarse with emotion, the words tumbling out in a rush as if he's been holding them back for far too long.

"She just showed up," he begins, his voice barely above a whisper. "Out of nowhere, she started talking about how she loves me and how she was stupid for ignoring it for so long. She said she couldn't pretend anymore..."

You listen in stunned silence, the pieces of the puzzle slowly falling into place. So it wasn't Spencer who initiated the kiss, it was JJ.

But why?

As Spencer continues to speak, his words are a desperate attempt to make sense of the madness that has engulfed your lives, you find yourself drawn to him, to the vulnerability etched into every line of his face.

Despite the pain and betrayal that still lingers between you, there's a part of you that can't help but empathize with his plight.

As Spencer falls silent, his eyes searching yours for some sign of forgiveness or understanding, you find yourself grappling with a whirlwind of emotions.

Hurt, betrayal, and confusion war with a lingering sense of empathy and love for the man sitting before you.

You take a deep breath, trying to steady your racing heart and collect your thoughts. "Spencer," you begin, your voice barely above a whisper, "I... I don't know what to say."

His eyes widen in anticipation, his expression a mixture of hope and fear. "I understand," he murmurs, his voice laced with regret. "I know I've hurt you, and I'm so sorry. I never meant for any of this to happen."

"I need time," you finally say, your voice trembling with emotion. "I need time to process everything, to figure out where we go from here."

Spencer nods solemnly, his eyes brimming with unshed tears. "I understand," he murmurs, his voice thick with emotion. "Take all the time you need. I'll be here, waiting for you."

With a heavy sigh, you push yourself up from the armchair, your limbs feeling like lead. "I'm going to go," you say, your voice barely a whisper. "I just... I need some space."

Spencer nods, his gaze following you as you make your way to the door. "I'll be here," he repeats, his voice barely above a whisper. "I love you."

You pause in the doorway, the weight of his words hanging in the air between you. "I love you too," you murmur, your voice choked with emotion.

And with that, you step out into the cool night air, the weight of the world heavy on your shoulders.

As you make your way home, you can't help but wonder will it ever be the same between the two of you?

#dr spencer reid #spencer reid fandom #spencer reid #spencer reid fanfiction #criminal minds #mgg #spencer reid x you #spencer reid x reader #matthew gray gubler #criminal minds fanfics #criminal minds fanfic #doctor spencer reid #spencer reid angst #gn reader #spencer reid x y/n #spencer reid x gn reader #criminal minds oneshot #spencer reid one shot #criminal minds season 15 #criminal minds fandom #criminal minds fanfiction #angst

[blairpfaff]

You don't get it. Why? Because I don't have kids? I would've.

#15 seasons and this man never became a dad cm writers i am in ur walls #spencer reid #criminal minds #criminalmindsedit #edits

[nerys2]

15.06 Part 2

#spencer reid #criminal minds #matthew gray gubler #meins #season 15

[youbutstupid]

Reid: I’m the youngest on the team, I have severe ptsd that has permanently and irreversibly altered my personality and ability to live normally, I’ve had more attempts on my life than I have had relationships, I am a devastating product of gifted child syndrome, multiple women want me dead and the only constant in my life is my extremely unwell mother

The writers: so let’s just add to that trauma

#criminal minds #spencer reid #incorrect quote #he didn’t get a single break in all 15 seasons

[snarkylinda]

You know what fucks me up about Spencer? The fact that he avoids painkillers and alcohol because y'know, addicts tend to latch out to the next harmful, addictive habit to cope....

And he is a fucking workaholic that CANONICALLY (Alchemy) uses his job to no think about his feelings.

#took him 15 seasons to realize he was working himself to a early grave huh #('Its the first time in a while I am not defined by my job and it....feels nice') #criminal minds #spencer reid #which is ironic because he is the one that constantly second guesses if it its really worth it #('Jones' 'With Friends like these' 'Trye Genious') #also I am sure this was unintentional but speaking of Jones- when it's implied Spencer will sober out- #he says something like 'I won't miss another plane' #haha yikes-

[sapphicprentiss]

Jennifer Jareau in 15x05 Ghost

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[lucysbradford]

Emily and Penelope - 15x04

#edits #criminal minds #emily prentiss #penelope garcia #paget brewster #kirsten vangsness #season 15 #I just can't with this scene #so funny

[lonelychicagos]

"it's a date."

There was a lively buzz around the room. The UnSub was finally caught and behind bars, captive hostages were finally home to their families, and not a single agent was injured during the shootout. It definitely was one of the better nights.

So, it was no surprise that they were off for drinks. A celebration of some sort; a temporary truce between good and bad and whatnot. There'll be a new case for them tomorrow, that's for sure, but for now, they'll make do with a few hours of fun and drinking.

"Emily, you coming?" Garcia appeared at her door, JJ trailing behind the technical analyst. The floor has now been cleared, her colleagues probably off to this bar they've been planning to go to.

The now-Unit Chief looked up from her paperwork, then to her friends. "I think I'll do a raincheck."

15 years ago, she'd have done anything to grab a drink with her friends after a case. That was their way of unwinding—it still is now, but her new position required her to be well acquainted with sobriety, and while she's never had problems handling alcohol, the novelty of tipsiness wore off about half a decade ago.

"Okay, but you're paying for lunch on Monday," JJ quipped, dragging Garcia with her. If Emily didn't know better, she'd say that the two had already drank a few swigs of tequila from Garcia's lair.

Emily stared at her two friends, chuckling as they danced their way out of the now-empty floor. "And don't think we don't know about that secret man you're hiding, Prentiss!" Garcia shouted, making sure Emily heard every single syllable of her final message.

Left alone with only two cases left, she quickly scribbled her reports and signed off on them. It was, after all, a Friday night, and she didn't want her plans spoiled. Her phone rang then, flashing a familiar name that made her smile unbecomingly. Oh, if only JJ and Garcia could see her now.

"Hey." She greeted.

"Hello to you too." He answered. "Paperwork holding you up?"

She shook her head no as if he could see her from the other line. "No, I just signed off on the last one."

"I was about to ask if you need help," he mused. "Are we still on for tonight?"

"Yeah. I'll be out in a second," Emily answered, grabbing her handbag and keys. "See you in 30 minutes?"

"Sure," he said. "It's a date."

She chuckled, knowing it was a date that's been overdue for far too long. "It's a date."

#aaron hotchner #emily prentiss #hotchniss #hotch x emily #criminal minds #criminal minds evolution #post-season 15

[clockwards]

emily's soft look of grief when reid talks about self-help programs and gets lost for a moment in his own head after mentioning writing amends. god why did they all stay quiet when they all knew

#season 3 episode 15 A Higher Power #i know *why* i know but they could have #criminal minds #spencer reid #emily prentiss #aaron hotchner #jennifer jj jareau #jennifer jareau #derek morgan #penelope garcia #cm

[godsfavdarling]

How could you? (pt.2)

my masterlist, part 1

pairing: Spencer Reid x gn!reader (established relationship)

words: 1,8k

summary: You're still hurt but you don't think you can let Spencer and your love for him go so easily.

warnings: angst, hurt, spoilers for season 15!

a/n: i'm so happy you guys liked the first part!!! i was asked to write part 2 and I was so flattered! thank you for all the love <3

The following days felt like walking through a dense fog, each step heavy with the weight of pain. You couldn't shake the image of JJ cupping his cheeks, and pressing her lips against his. It was a scene etched into your mind, haunting you like a relentless specter.

His lips. Lips that had whispered sweet nothings to you, that had traced patterns of love and affection on your skin. Lips that had promised forever in each kiss, now tainted by another's touch.

You couldn't comprehend how it had come to this. 

How could he allow someone else to invade the sacred space you had built together?

His lips for years had only ever kissed and worshiped yours. But now, everything felt ruined, tarnished by the image of her lips on his.

The questions swirled in your mind, each one more agonizing than the last. 

How could he betray you like this? Did he ever truly love you, or was it all just a lie?

The memory of Spencer's confession played over and over in your mind like a broken record, each word etched into your heart with painful clarity. 

You knew about his past with JJ, how he had loved her long ago, only to have his feelings unreciprocated. He had moved on from that chapter of his life, leaving behind the pain and heartache to build a future with you.

But seeing them together, so close, her hands on his beautiful face, her lips on his, it was clear that his feelings had not been one-sided.

He had bared his soul to you, laying bare the events of that hostage situation, recounting every detail with a raw honesty that left you reeling.

You remembered how he sat close to you with his hand on your lap as you cleaned his wound. Tears in your eyes as you played with his fingers and soaked in saline solution gauze. Staring at his hand you listened to every word, as he reassured you of his unwavering love. He had made it abundantly clear that his heart belonged to you and you alone. 

But did it?

The doubts crept in like tendrils of darkness, twisting and coiling around your heart with suffocating intensity. 

Had he truly moved on from his past with JJ? Or was it merely a facade, a carefully constructed illusion meant to shield you from the painful truth? 

The thought gnawed at you, clawing its way through the layers of your defenses until it settled like a lead weight in the pit of your stomach.

What if he still harbored feelings for her, buried deep beneath the surface of his professed love for you? What if JJ's sudden confession had reignited the flames of their past, offering him a chance to finally grasp the love he had always longed for?

The thought was like a dagger to your heart.

You wanted to believe in Spencer's love, to cling to the hope that his heart truly belonged to you and you alone. 

But what if it didn’t?

As you grappled with the pain and confusion, a part of you yearned for answers, while another recoiled from the truth you might uncover. But one thing was certain: the image of her lips on his would haunt you for a long time to come.

Could you ever forgive Spencer for what he'd done? And more importantly, did you even want to?

You couldn't help but wish for a sign of remorse from JJ. Spencer had reached out, extending an olive branch of love and reconciliation, despite the weight of his own guilt and regret. He had shown humility, acknowledging his mistakes and expressing his desire to make things right.

But JJ remained silent, her absence a stark contrast to Spencer's efforts to mend the fractured pieces of your relationship. Perhaps she was too embarrassed to reach out, too ashamed to face the consequences of her actions. 

How could she have the audacity to remain silent, to act as though nothing had happened? 

It felt like a slap in the face, a cruel twist of fate that only served to deepen the wound.

The silence between you and Spencer was deafening, each moment stretching into eternity as Spencer waited for you to reach out. He knew he had hurt you, betrayed your trust in the worst possible way, and the guilt gnawed at him like a relentless beast.

He wanted to explain, to make you understand that it wasn't what it seemed. But every time he reached for his phone to call you a wave of uncertainty crashed over him, freezing his fingers before they could dial your number.

Spencer watched helplessly as you withdrew into yourself, your walls rising higher with each passing day. It tore him apart to see you in pain, knowing that he was the cause of it all.

He longed to reach out to you, to hold you close and beg for your forgiveness. But he knew that he had to give you space, to let you come to terms with what had happened in your own time.

As the days turned into weeks, Spencer found himself consumed by a sense of desperation. He would do anything to make things right, to earn back your trust and rebuild what you had lost. 

But deep down, he feared that it might already be too late.

Spencer's heart leaped with a sudden surge of hope as he saw your name flashing on his phone screen. Without hesitation, he snatched up the device, his fingers trembling as he answered the call.

The sound of your voice washed over him like a soothing balm, filling him with a sense of relief he hadn't realized he was craving. Your words, a simple request to meet and talk, sparked a glimmer of optimism within him, a flicker of hope that perhaps all was not lost.

But even as excitement bubbled up inside him, a familiar pang of doubt niggled at the edges of his consciousness. 

What if this meeting was merely a prelude to the inevitable, a final farewell before you walked away for good?

He pushed aside the nagging voice of uncertainty, choosing instead to focus on the warmth and sincerity in your tone. Maybe, just maybe, this was his chance to make things right, to lay bare his soul and beg for your forgiveness.

With newfound determination, Spencer agreed to the meeting, his heart pounding. He knew the road ahead would be difficult, but for the first time in days, he allowed himself to hope that perhaps, against all odds, you were willing to give him another chance.

The air was heavy with unspoken tension.

As you walked in, your eyes were immediately drawn to the spot where JJ and Spencer had kissed. Despite your best efforts, you couldn't look away.

You settled into the silence, your gaze drifting constantly to the spot where they stood. Where they stood when they kissed. This was the spot you saw them in as you walked through the door, the image of Spencer and JJ still burned into your mind's eye. Her lips on his. 

Spencer noticed the direction of your stare, the weight of your gaze heavy upon him like a silent accusation. 

With a gentle touch, he reached out and took your hand in his own, the warmth of his touch a soothing balm against the ache in your heart. Surprisingly, you didn't pull away. Allowing him to touch you, to bridge the divide that had grown between you, sent a rush of warmth through his veins, making his heart flutter with a glimmer of hope. 

In that simple gesture, there was a silent reassurance that you were still willing to give your love a chance.

"Hey," he murmured softly, his voice tinged with a vulnerability that mirrored your own. "I know things are... complicated right now. But I want you to know that I’ll do whatever it takes to make things right."

The sincerity in his words washed over you like a wave, eroding the walls of doubt.

Despite the pain and betrayal, a flicker of hope ignited within you, a tiny spark of belief that perhaps, against all odds, you could find a way forward together. You loved him too much to let go without a fight. 

When you looked into Spencer's eyes that night, the night of the kiss, even then you saw not just the hurt and the regret, but also the love. Just as you do now.

Your mind was racing, your heart heavy with pain, but even then, you knew deep down that this couldn't be how your love story ended. It wasn't over yet. There were still chapters left to be written. And you still believed.

With a steadying breath, you squeezed Spencer's hand, the warmth of his touch grounding you in the midst of the swirling chaos of your emotions. "I want us to be okay," you confessed, your voice trembling with a mixture of vulnerability and determination. "I believe you. I just... I don't know what to do, Spencer."

Spencer's gaze softened with understanding, his thumb tracing soothing circles on the back of your hand. "I know," he murmured softly.

You could see the turmoil in his eyes, the fear of losing you etched into every line of his face. And as much as you wanted to hold onto your pain and anger, you couldn't deny the love that still burned bright within you.

"But... I love you. Only you. And I don't want this to be over. If you don't want this anymore... I'll understand. Well, I don't, but I'll try to. But I don't want to. I love you too much. I want us to be okay too. And I'll do anything..." Spencer's voice cracked as tears welled up in his eyes.

Without a word, you wrapped your arms around Spencer tightly, pulling him close in a silent embrace. You could feel the tension melting away with each passing moment, replaced by a sense of warmth and security that only he could provide.

"I'm sorry," he choked out between sobs, his voice heavy with regret. "I'm so sorry, I never meant to hurt you."

You said nothing, letting your actions speak louder than words. Gently, you brushed away the tears on his cheek.

You couldn't walk away, not when his love still held you captive, not when you knew deep down that you couldn't bear to be apart from him. 

You couldn't walk away. His love had woven itself into the very fabric of your being.

As much as your mind raced with questions and uncertainties, a quiet voice within you whispered that you believed him. You believed in the sincerity of his words, in the depth of his love, and in the possibility of you two being okay.

With every fiber of your being, you clung to that belief. 

#dr spencer reid #spencer reid fandom #spencer reid #spencer reid fanfiction #criminal minds #mgg #spencer reid x you #spencer reid x reader #matthew gray gubler #criminal minds fanfics #criminal minds fanfic #doctor spencer reid #spencer reid angst #gn reader #spencer reid x y/n #spencer reid x gn reader #criminal minds oneshot #spencer reid one shot #criminal minds season 15 #criminal minds fandom #criminal minds fanfiction #angst

[nerys2]

15.06 Part 1

#spencer reid #criminal minds #matthew gray gubler #meins #season 15

[gods-favorite-autistic]

I think Aaron Hotchner was the first person to pull a “HE WOULD NOT FUCKING SAY THAT”

#revelations truly is a episode but that part is kinda funny #reid calls him a narcissist Hotch is all ‘he would not fucking say that’ #everyone else is like aww I’m sure he didn’t mean it you know he’s been kidnapped and held at gunpoint #and then Hotch is literally like ‘no you don’t get it he literally would not fucking say that’ #and he wasn’t wrong that was a major part of how they found him #this show is going to drive me insane #criminal minds #also since when did it end in 2020??? #I thought it ended in the 2010’s but no COVID year???? #I knew there were 15 seasons but damn- #aaron hotchner #autism (mads) speaks

[pipecleanerweyesfp]

sometimes I cry. just because he exists. like he's real. omg.

#he makes me so emotional #hes so comforting #and calming #i love him #spencer reid #criminal minds #spencerreid #dr spencer reid #cm #season 15 #aaron hotchner #penelope garcia #emily prentiss #jj

[sapphicprentiss]

Jennifer Jareau in 15x01 Under the Skin

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[50shadesofpattinson]

"I Love You"

"God Complex" (Season 8, Episode 4)

"And in the End" (Season 15, Episode 10)

#maeve donovan #beth riesgraf #spencer reid #matthew gray gubler #criminal minds #season 8 #season 15 #raeve

[1doesnotsimplyhavejust1fandam]

The funniest thing about criminal minds never fails to be the fact that Reid is literally NEVER following protocol in the field. He’s got his gun down when they’re sneaking round the back of the house, he doesn’t have a flashlight on him when they’re going after the unsub after sunset, HE NEVER WEARS HIS GODDAMN VEST, he doesn’t check around corners correctly (if he does at all), he carries a REVOLVER which is NOT a good service weapon bffr Mr. PhDs, he randomly fuckin goes off on his own to talk down the unsub bc he relates to them (😭literally whaaat), sometimes he just straight up doesn’t wait for backup WHEN THEY SHOULD REALLY WAIT FOR BACK UP SPENCER!!!!!!???!!! The fact that this man is not immediately killed in season 1 is the miracle of all plot armor miracles bc YIKES Dr. Reid

#criminal minds #spencer reid #dr reid #don’t ask me for receipts about anything but the sneaking around to the back of the house thing bc that’s in 5x13 #the show is too damn long for me to remember when I saw all of these happen but I promise they do and it’s so exasperating bc SPENCER PLEASE #this man is in the field but he literally would not last there on any other team #him surviving 15 seasons (technically he does like twice bc cardiac arrest but idc) is a whole miracle #rewatching criminal minds after getting into other cop shows is actually so funny bc they all have dumb mistakes but Reid is a #walking disaster #texts to my bestie #I hope she appreciates my Spencer reid rant bc that’s her man not mine I don’t claim that nerd (okay I DO but not like her)