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mandarinmoons · 6 hours ago

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I can see this happening to him

#spencer reid #criminal minds #spencer reid smut

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mandarinmoons · 7 hours ago

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Tummy Love

Pairing: Spencer Reid x gender neutral! reader Summary: Spencer feels insecure about his weight gain, but reader loves him even more because of it Words: 350 Warnings: none

Spencer huffed in annoyance as he once again sucked in his stomach to try and zip up his trousers, but with no luck.

He looked in the mirror and turned from one side to the other, taking in the slight changes in his figure.

He knew that his body had changed over the years, he wasn’t the same scrawny twenty five year old he once was. Years had passed since then and now he was filling out his dress shirts well, sometimes even having trouble buttoning them, every clothing brand had a different fit when it came to clothes and he knew that.

Now however, nearly all of his clothing seemed extra tight, the only pieces that fit well being a pair of sweatpants and a bit of an oversized hoodie, which was now more of a regular fit.

“Having a bit of trouble?”

Spencer jumped in his spot as you walked into the room so quietly that he couldn’t hear you and wrapped your arms around him, your hands automatically going to rest on his stomach, your favorite feature of his recently.

“My clothes don’t fit as well.”

“Really? That’s a shame.”

“You don’t seem to find it a problem.”

“Maybe not,” your hands squished Spencer’s stomach lightly, making Spencer squirm and causing you to chuckle.

“I can’t help it, it feels so nice in my hands.”

“That doesn’t make me feel better.”

“I know. I already have my hands on you so much that it must be a bit of a nuisance now.”

“That’s not what I’m talking about.”

Spencer turned his head and caught your lips in a kiss, his hand moving to rest on yours, his lightly calloused hand enveloping yours and his fingers moving to intertwine with yours.

“What I mean is that I can’t go to work with sweatpants and a T-shirt.”

“Well then we should get you some new clothes.”

“Maybe one or two things until I can get some of this weight off.”

“Oh no, no way. You are not losing any weight, I love having more of you to cuddle.”

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mandarinmoons · 7 hours ago

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Miss Independent

Pairing: Spencer Reid x female reader Summary: Not being able to ask for help from men, Spencer makes it his goal for you to feel comfortable with him Words: 590 Warnings: none

“It’s okay I-”

“Let me do it for you, sweetheart.”

You took a step back as you watched Spencer reach up to the top shelf and take the vase without struggling a bit. You nodded a thank you as he handed it over and you turned to the sink to fill it with water for the roses you received from the same man that just offered you a hand.

“I could have gotten it myself, you know.”

“Yes, but the chair seems to be on its last leg and I didn’t want to risk you falling through it, especially while holding a glass vase because that would have caused even more of a problem.”

“That’s true.”

Filling up the vase, you carefully placed the flowers in one by one, Spencer joining you a moment later and his eyes stayed on your hands, making sure you didn’t accidentally prick your fingers on a thorn.

You weren’t used to this kind of treatment from a man. Growing up, every time you asked a man to help you with something, you’d be met with an eye roll, laughter or a demeaning comment about how you weren’t able to get something done by yourself.

This eventually led you to stay away from any sort of conversation with men, a lot of the times when you tried they would question your intelligence or would go into great detail about explaining something to you when you already knew of the thing being discussed and most of the time the explanation was completely flawed.

But what was a girl to do? You were already tired from hearing all sorts of degrading comments and you certainly didn’t have the energy to bicker back at them, so you nodded along and left as soon as you could.

Spencer changed that though. Since the day you met him he was nothing short of kind and respectable and never made you doubt his intentions once.

After spending some time with you, and being the profiler that he is, Spencer caught on that you hadn’t had the best experience with men in your life and your quick declines whenever he offered his help were an automated response. He wouldn’t take it to heart however but he made it his goal to gently tear down your walls so you would feel comfortable with him, at peace in his presence. It took a good while but the end results were worth it.

Spencer still reminded himself of the first time you slept over at his place. Refusing to let you sleep on the couch, both of you ended up sharing his bed and Spencer was surprised when he felt you cuddling into him in your sleep, he couldn’t think of a time he felt happier.

Feeling a slight prick in your thumb, you pulled your hand away and saw a tiny pool of blood form on your finger. Upon seeing the small wound, Spencer was quick to get out the first aid kit and dab away the blood as he put on a bandaid for you.

“Spence, it’s okay. The bleeding would’ve stopped a minute later.”

“You can’t be so sure, plus I don’t want it to get infected.”

Knowing it was better not to argue with him, especially when it came to your safety, you sighed and watched as Spencer placed a light kiss to your thumb and smoothed down his own thumb on yours where he placed the bandaid.

“Do you feel any pain?”

“With you I could never feel any pain.”

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mandarinmoons · 10 hours ago

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“how to recognize AI in fanfic” — hey so this is another not-gentle reminder that AI stole from us. it’s using OUR words and OUR sentences and OUR styles.

writing “long” paragraphs is not a sign of AI — it’s a common narrative choice many writers make both in fanfiction and in traditionally published novels, and AI stole it from us.

using an em dash is not a sign of AI. it’s a stylistic sentence choice that’s been an option in place of commas and semicolons for a very long time, and AI stole it from us.

long sentence structures are not a sign of AI, but are yet another stylistic choice writers often make to create a cadence and tone that mimics the flow of poetry, and AI stole it from us.

“YA narrative breaks”? i don’t even know what the fuck this means, but i can guarantee that AI stole it from us.

italics are once again a stylistic choice that many writers love to use to create emphasis, and it’s a more stylistically acceptable and traditional form of emphasis than bold or underline text. oh, and just to be extra clear: AI STOLE IT FROM US.

stop creating fandom witch hunts over AI when you know fuck all about what it means to sit and write a story, and to spend hours fiddling with sentence structure and dialogue to get the exact right tone. writers will stop writing out of fear that their work “sounds like AI” — IT DOESNT! AI STOLE FROM US! AI SOUNDS LIKE US! — and after a while, all that will be available on AO3 is shitty AI-generated fanfiction.

because yeah, people are going to continue to use AI to write fanfiction whether you “call them out” or not. but making a laughable thread on X that uses asinine criteria is not going to fix that problem. it will just push the real writers out because people will accuse them of using AI when they haven’t, and they will (rightfully) stop writing for spaces that attack them.

anyway. fuck ai.

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mandarinmoons · 10 hours ago

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