reidhotchluv3

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Pure affection S.R

Summary : “The rain hit steadily outside the city of Virginia as the rain drops hit the windows, an the echo of the thunder in the chaos as every one was moving all around you , you notice Spencer coming through the bullpen putting his umbrella away pushing his hair back with his hand .

Paring : Spencer Reid ! Fem!BAUreader

Genre: fluff Comfort love

Content warning: Nothing short but sweet .

Word count : 750

Author notes : I don’t know what it is about me day dreaming of what Spencer Reid would smell like or what it would be like to make out with him in the break room during a storm , so I put my imagination thoughts together here we are .

It’s been a minute since I wrote something so bear with me please be kind thank you .

As Spencer reached the bullpen he pushed through the doors , your heart was racing as you looked up from the files in your hand , he pushed his hair back with , his hand , He know’s what he’s doing you thought to yourself as your folder falls to the floor with all the papers going everywhere — As He approached you , “Good morning he says , is it you ask as he helped you pick up your papers in folder “ Honestly he asks ? I think it is deposit this Storm were having. I actually love this kinda weather you say , “Okay then he says . Coffee he asks ? Yes please you say . You get up from your desk to follow him to the break-room , as he closed the door , You can feel the heat on your face , you’re heart is still beating really fast as you follow him to the break room , the smell of his collagen is lingering in the air .

“Spence — “ You say with your voice barely a whisper

“Y/N he says looking back at you , as he gets closer to you while you step back as your back hits the wall .

Can I say something You ask him !

“Sure he says smiling at you as one of his arms lean up against the wall has the other one Gide’s your hair out of your face .

You know I’m into you right you begin to say , I do yes he replies. “ Who told you , you ask him in concern? Umm — you did , I’m good at reading people remember he says you laugh softly at his answer as you hide your face , in embarrassment. — “ Spence I’m scared you say , I know me to he says , I’m scared if we give this a try then we might lose what we have , are we crazy for trying you ask him ?

We might be he says , but I think it’s worth trying, I’ve been wanting this for while , “you smile at him , as he leans in to kiss you , you give in an kiss him back giving him your all , as you play with his hair — wait you stop for moment,what he says trying to catch his breath? , “What if someone walks in you say ? Let them he says , I’m not stopping I waited for this moment, for long time in now that it has I’m not letting you go .

@catssluvr

@hoe4hotchner

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I’m still here just been tad busy in dealing with some things but I’ll be back to writing soon got an idea for Spencer fic I’ll be working on that soon . Have a blessed week everyone.

I could use some good vibes

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Your writing is so beautiful I love you Margot ❤️💕 .

blue ribbon | s.r.

in which you and Spencer dedicate yourselves to helping your daughter with the best baking soda volcano the science fair has ever seen

margovember

who? spencer reid x fem!reader category: fluff content warnings: chemist!reader, misuse of lab equipment i don't care, their daughter is very girly, glitter word count: 1.46k a/n: ending the post margotober drought with the very first margovember request!!! i promise i'm working on masterlists but for some reason they're exhausting.

“Why do I have to walk backward?” You grumble while trying to balance the end of the plywood on your knee, pulling at your badge reel to unlock the lab door.

Spencer nods his head in the direction of the keypad, “That would be why.”

Rolling your eyes, you push the door handle down with your elbow before pushing the door open with your foot, shuffling your feet. “Honey, can you turn the lights on?”

Lifting herself up on her tiptoes, your daughter flips all of the switches on the panel, cringing at the bright fluorescent lights.

Together, you and Spencer hoist the science project onto one of the lab tables, careful not to knock anything over as the papier-mâché volcano rests in your professional lab.

You and Leah had stayed up until eleven last night finishing the last coat of paint, even entertaining a visit from her Aunt Penelope so that the finished project could have a fine dusting of glitter all over it. Your dining room was now permanently sparkly, but the look on your daughter’s face when she saw the finished project made the mess entirely worth it.

Spencer steps to grab your jugs of white vinegar from the car, propping the door open so he can bring the supplies for the baking soda volcano in.

Obviously, you weren’t going to use the full-size volcano now, but Leah had refused to travel without it and Spencer believes that saying no to her is an impossible task. “Mommy?” The little girl pipes up, playing with the stirring rod that you had just set in front of her.

“What’s up?” You ask, leaning your hip against the counter, gently reaching out and adjusting the bows adorning her pigtails that you’d put in her hair that morning.

She looks over at the wall, minding each of the posters that line your laboratory, “What is that?”

You follow her finger to see what she’s pointing at, smiling softly, “It’s the periodic table.”

Humming thoughtfully, Leah sets the stirring rod down and walks over to the poster, “It looks like the one at home.”

Nodding, you get a step stool out for her to stand on, “They’re the same poster, the one we have at home is just a lot smaller than the one I keep at work.” You explain to her, knowing she’s talking about the poster you keep in your home office. “Come on baby, let’s go get you a lab coat.”

Setting a hand on her shoulder, you guide her to the storeroom, “Woah,” she breathes. It’s not a positive reaction, her eyes flitter all around the room, a mess of lab coats and goggles.

“Okay,” you say, shoving your way through the space until you find your locker, pulling out your lab coat, as well as safety glasses for the whole family. Holding a coat up to her and having her pull it on, you put your own lab coat on before looking back to find your five-year-old drowning in polyester. Laughing slightly, you adjust the lapels of her jacket, “How does it feel?”

Leah looks down at herself, “Cool!” She exclaims beaming up at you and giving you two thumbs up. She skips out of the closet and heads back to her volcano, almost tripping over the extra fabric of the lab coat, but Spencer grabs her arm before her knees can hit the linoleum.

He smiles at her, “Are you okay?” Helping her adjust her coat, he kneels down to her.

“Daddy,” she cheers, completely ignoring his question for the sake of being five years old, “Look at my coat!”

Smoothing her hair back, Spencer’s eyes briefly meet yours before he looks back to Leah, “You look like mommy.”

In a fit of giggles, he scoops her up in his arms in an attempt to avoid a tripping hazard, but she just thinks it’s fun. He sets her down feet-first on the step stool you had gotten out for her.

“Here,” you say, handing him a lab coat for him to wear and setting the safety goggles you’d gathered on the countertop.

When your daughter came home in tears because she felt like she had been assigned the ‘most boringest’ project for the science fair, you and Spencer quickly decided that you’d try everything to make her baking soda volcano exciting. At the very least, you’d work together to make sure she has fun.

Leah puts her goggles on and looks up at you for her next instruction, watching you divide the baking soda and white vinegar into separate beakers, “So, what will happen when we add these two together?” Spencer quizzes, watching you make careful portions.

“It’s gonna fizz up!” She responds correctly, bouncing on her feet while you gently push the first two dishes in front of her.

You nod, “You can pour the white vinegar into the baking soda,” You nudge her gently, knowing that you measured just enough to reach the top of the beaker, but not enough to flow onto the counter.

She uses both hands to grip the beaker and pour the liquid out, and the immediate reaction surprises her so much that Spencer holds an arm out to keep her upright. He trains his eyes on her amazement as the foam dissipates and the water and sodium acetate are left in the glass. “Can I drink it?” She asks, frowning up at her dad.

“No,” you both answer immediately, a sort of parental reflex. If you don’t answer quickly enough, odds are she’d pick it up and try anyway.

Disappointed, her frown remains on her face while her eyes return to the countertop, timidly, she tugs on Spencer’s lab coat, prompting him to crouch down to her eye level, “What’s wrong, lovey?”

Her eyes nervously look around the lab, eyeing some of the cabinets before she takes a deep breath, “Can we make it pink?”

“The foam?” Spencer says curiously, eyes flickering up at you while you nod frantically, already thinking up options so that you could further individualize your daughter’s glitter volcano.

She rocks back and forth, “Can we?”

As soon as Spencer says yes, it’s like a hold on you has been released, unlocking some of the cabinets so you can grab more supplies from around the lab, you return to the station with an armful of things to try, and Spencer mutters something to Leah about you being a mad scientist, leading you to maturely stick your tongue out at him.

You set up four options, taking photos as you go so you can paste them onto her presentation board. The first one is just baking soda, but you added a touch of dish soap to the vinegar. The increase in bubbles seems to greatly please Leah, so you decide as a team that the final product should have dish soap in it.

The second one has manganese sulfate mixed into the baking soda, and if the pink salt altered the color of the foam at all, it doesn’t impress your perfectionist daughter.

The third one includes phenolphthalein, which you think has some real potential, based on the way Leah’s eyes widen at the sight of it combined with the vinegar. The liquid was almost a fuchsia color, and she gasps when she pours it in to find that the foam is white, “It’s gone?”

You nod, “The phenolphthalein when it’s in the vinegar is pink because it’s an acid, but as soon as you add the baking soda it becomes a basic solution, so…” Your voice trails off when Spencer starts shaking his head, and you look down to find that you have completely lost Leah’s attention. Instead of listening, she’s trying to pronounce phenolphthalein, tracing the letters on the black countertop.

“What do you have next?” Spencer asks, eyeing the tiny dropper bottle in front of you.

Picking it up, you drop some of it into the vinegar and hand it to Leah, “It’s food coloring.”

His eyebrows furrow, “Why do you have food coloring in the lab?”

You wrinkle your nose at him, the expression makes Leah giggle, “Mind your business.”

As a family, you watch the chemical reaction, the white of the foam mixing with the red food coloring to create the desired pink lava. “Oh,” your daughter says softly, “Thank you, mommy!”

Beaming down at her, you place your hands on your hips and sigh, “If you’d like, we can add glitter to the baking soda too.”

Wide eyes look up at you in amazement, brown eyes inherited from her father, “I love science,” she whispers.

Behind her back, you hold your hand out for Spencer, exchanging a silent fist bump—a quiet celebration between two scientists.

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Kris : I’m back Finley !!

My thoughts 💭 Me : freaks out cause I couldn’t get back in to my original account , makes a backup page for just in case in Finley after three to four days of trying to get back in I’m back

In I changed my username: from Sreidlvewrites to mysterysrhotchner

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I’m excited to try this :)

『margovember』

re: margot's birthday bash

november 2nd - one year of pathologicalreid

what can i do for you?

pick from my three favorite readers and send either

➤ a prompt OR ➤ a season of criminal minds

options

➤ kindergarten teacher!reader (seasons 5-15) ➤ chemist!reader (seasons 7-15) ➤ jareau!reader (seasons 4, 6-15 and beyond)

fluff and angst (re: no nsfw) requests will be open starting on 11/2 and will close on 11/14 (as always, nothing is guaranteed, i am just a girl)

november 14th - my birthday

what can you do for me?

tell me a story!

dialogue prompts (just for fun) ➤ "did you hear that?" ➤ "will you hold my hand?" ➤ "no one told me." ➤ "this isn't quite what i had in mind." ➤ "what did you think was going to happen?"

OR

➤ write a song fic, literally any song. i love song fics.

i'll be collecting fics from 11/2 through 11/30 - if you miss the deadline, dont worry! i can always add your fic to the masterlist after the fact. when you post your fic, you can either tag me in it or put #margovember in the tags! these don't have to be spencer reid fics, they can be anything criminal minds related :-)

(i've never made an event like this please be nice to me)

[reidhotchluv3]

In with that she addicted to it … yummy 😋

This is Halloween 🎃 This is Halloween 🎃 omg it’s happening no body panic.

MGG : “ This is the perfect time to panic …

“Here’s to pumpkin spice latte grande to be honest I have never had a pumpkin spice latte before, I think in honor of Matthew gray Gubler I might get one in the morning before work it’s supposed to be chilly in the morning so this will be perfect, there calling a chance for rain too , so two croissants and a small pumpkin latte grande tomorrow for sure that’s if my Starbucks reopened tomorrow..

Happy Halloween 🎃 to those who celebrate it eeek

Be silly have fun go get candy enjoy life that’s what Matthew would want that’s what Spencer would want ..

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This is Halloween 🎃 This is Halloween 🎃 omg it’s happening no body panic.

MGG : “ This is the perfect time to panic …

“Here’s to pumpkin spice latte grande to be honest I have never had a pumpkin spice latte before, I think in honor of Matthew gray Gubler I might get one in the morning before work it’s supposed to be chilly in the morning so this will be perfect, there calling a chance for rain too , so two croissants and a small pumpkin latte grande tomorrow for sure that’s if my Starbucks reopened tomorrow..

Happy Halloween 🎃 to those who celebrate it eeek

Be silly have fun go get candy enjoy life that’s what Matthew would want that’s what Spencer would want ..

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I volunteer as tribute,, I’m excited to read tho :) my bestie with her amazing Aaron fics gets me every time love you 😘… 

I have just written the cutest oneshot in the whole universe!!!!!

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Omg my favorite pics I found it I’ve been looking for this for while thank you Pinterest …

Love Spencer Reid so much.

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Little bummed out that Taylor isn’t doing her tour in 2025 ,

I wish I coulda gotten tickets they woulda be once in life time moment. Not me crying over Taylor Swift what .

I do be yapping 💔😭

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So my new theme has something to do with the fic I’m working on .. I can’t wait for it to be done .

@hoe4hotchner

@catssluvr

Spencer fic in works

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Wasn’t I just saying something like this to you @hoe4hotchner self doubt in my fics oops my bad ..

the stages of writing:

amazing idea

doubt

despair

snacks

somehow, a finished story.

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Ha ha this me tho for real , 🤣😭🤣😭🤣😭

Writing is all fun and games until you have to describe a room.

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Describe yourself in one sentence, or with two photos…

I say that will do it …

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My BAU family . Our BAU family , they are all we need .

@emilys-bangs @hoe4hotchner @catssluvr

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One of My favorite duos I love them …

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I sometimes forget how beautiful this man looks …

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