#Moreid-Feed

[ao3feed-moreid]

by Parthenon226

What happened directly after the ending of "What Could Possibly Go Wrong".

It's smut. They have sex. What else is there to say lol.

Words: 8540, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Series: Part 2 of What Could Possibly Go Wrong?

Fandoms: Criminal Minds (US TV)

Rating: Explicit

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: M/M

Characters: Derek Morgan (Criminal Minds), Spencer Reid

Relationships: Derek Morgan/Spencer Reid

Additional Tags: Smut, Fluff, Fluff and Smut, Shameless Smut, Boys In Love, Boys Kissing, Oral Sex, Anal Fingering, Anal Sex, Plot What Plot/Porn Without Plot, First Time, Possessive Derek Morgan (Criminal Minds), Spencer Reid is Not a Virgin, Jealous Derek Morgan (Criminal Minds), Talking, A lot of talking, I give up

[spritehouse]

no big deal (i love you)

moreid hanahaki wip based on this post

⚠️Content Warnings: emetophobia (coughing & throwing up flower petals), spencer's addiction & drug use

The first petals are white.

Small and delicate, white daisy petals crawl up his throat and decorate the pristine porcelain of his sink in the morning, not yet full or bloody, new enough to remain untainted by the torn tissue of his lungs.

Daisies, innocent and loyal love, holding his tongue, root in his chest, threatening to suffocate him if he leaves his feelings to grow, but the flowers don’t lie.

Call it innocence or naivety; Spencer won’t tell. He’ll hold his breath until he runs out of air, longing blooming like weeds, feeding on his life until only the flowers and a corpse remain.

At first, it’s slow, coming and going like the tide, feelings ebbing and waning with uncertainty.

He buries himself in books on the disease—hanahaki, hana (flower), haki (to throw up), a sickness that ails people who suffer from one-sided love, taking weeks to years to develop fully—and flower language, reading what every petal means about the longing ache in his ribs and how to cure it.

He goes to work—it isn’t bad enough to affect his performance—he profiles, coughs up petals, takes down unsubs, spits up his innocence, and flies home.

His case is slow; months pass before single petals turn into two or three and longer until the dull itch in his chest grows into a light ache when he exerts himself, his lungs reflecting his gradual, timid love.

The flowers change in Georgia.

The daisies stop coming, the drugs numbing his mind and body—his heart—concealing his love deep in his chest, buried where Charles Hankel and Raphael can’t reach.

They return in full bloom when Tobias revives him. 

Spencer hacks up entire flowers on the cabin floor, belladonna, butterfly weed, cyclamen, and blood splattering against the ground, and even in its state, a part of his drug-and-death-addled brain recognizes the buds.

Silence, letting go, and goodbyes; flowers from the beginning of his gardener’s almanac burn like the fish hearts and livers in his soul as Tobias Hankel hauls him back from the dead.

He isn’t sure if the team sees the splashes of color, overfilling adoration through the camera, focused on sending a message, desperate to get out before he can cough up more symbols of regret, spilling his secret to his coworkers and friends– his family.

He argues when Hotch climbs into the ambulance beside him, feeling more flowers clawing at his throat, but the older agent wins, remaining by his side as the EMTs check his vitals, staying silent, even when the blooms come.

Bittersweet nightshade (truth) spills from his lips by the bushel, spurring one set of hands to hold a bag by the heaving agent’s chin to catch the fragile foliage, the others asking him a barrage of questions he doesn’t hear over his painful wrenches.

Hotch keeps the rest of the team out of his room at the hospital, telling them Spencer isn’t up for visitors as he chokes on pink camellias (longing), never bringing it up until the young brunette gets discharged less than 24 hours later.

He drives his agent home, offering to help him to his apartment, which Spencer refuses before the two linger in the car outside the building for a few seconds of petal-like, fragile silence.

“We’ll talk when you return,” He finally speaks, watching the younger brunette shift and fidget anxiously, clearing his throat and coughing into his elbow. “Take care of yourself; we’re only a call away.”

Spencer nods, silky petals and the taste of iron sitting on his tongue, and disappears into his lonely home.

The flowers stop while he’s on leave, too high for their stems to reach, losing time on the bathroom floor, buds withering with the body they’re feeding on.

The dilaudid numbs the fire in his chest—in his lungs and heart—eating away at the tissue the roots of his love buried themselves in until he can’t feel the stems in his organs, pollen in his blood, petals rising in his throat, and swallowed like his words, burning in his stomach.

“I love you” doesn’t linger on his tongue, waiting to spill past his lips with white chrysanthemums for truth, an admission after over a year of obstructed breathing, and when he’s high, he can almost convince himself that his garden died with Spencer Reid in the cabin in Georgia, at rest in the grave he dug with bouquets of daisies, of belladonna, butterfly weed, and cyclamen, nightshade, and camellias on the fresh mound of upturned soil.

Spencer tries to get sober before he returns to work, but there isn’t enough fertilizer—enough of his body, his dying cells—to sustain all the flowers he regurgitates in those 48 hours of trembling and heaving, purple hyacinths for sorrow and marigolds for grief; blood and bulbs litter his bathroom floor until he can’t breathe, darkness swimming in his vision, and the shell of Spencer Reid, a glass vase with everything on display, succumbs to his cravings, losing himself in oblivion.

He sits in Hotch’s office, pinprick pupils, and tells his boss the flowers and his feelings are gone, that it was the stress that made them bloom, not his genuine, heart-wrenching adoration for his best friend squeezing his organs like a sponge for every ounce of love, threatening to bleed him dry.

Spencer returns to work, profiling people who have experienced everything he’s gone through—enough trauma to break the human psyche—because he can think clearly for the first time in over a year, flowers and genius dying together as poison courses through them.

“I’m struggling.”

Despite everything—his team telling him they have his back, that they’re there for him, that they’re profilers, and Spencer is too high to hide his habit most of the time—Emily is the only one to call him out.

“Reid.” She approaches him after New Orleans, trained eyes seeing through him.

“Look, Prentiss, I’m sorry for snapping at you, but I’m not in the mood–”

“I’m getting waffles and milkshakes. Come with me.” It isn’t a question or an invitation as the older agent steps into the elevator, turning around expectantly, her gaze practically daring Spencer to run as carefully neutral eyes observe him.

He follows Prentiss with a heavy huff, shoulders sagging, his body too exhausted to fight, a familiar itch building in his throat as the doors close.

[abortionado]

this is just a reminder that

[reidingrainbow]

why is every moreid fic posted in the past week abt spencer killing himself what is going ON 😭

[glowingspence]

18 and 53 moreid:)

"Agent Morgan?" A small voice speaks up behind him,

"This is not your position? What are you doing?" Morgan questions, looking at Spencer who sneaked up behind him during their training. "We are gonna fail this."

"I am sorry Agent Morgan, but I am gonna faint."

With that the pale man crumbles into Derek's arms who grabs him with one arm, trying to ditch the prop gun that is hanging around his neck with the other.

"I've got you. I've got you." He whispers and lowers them to the ground, "Hotch- The kid out."

"I am not suprised he is out first" JJ comments.

"No I meant literally. He passed out, stop this exercise" Worried Derek looks down on Spencer, hesitating for a moment before slapping his face gently, "Wake up, Reid. C'mon wake up."

Disoriented Spencer leans into the hand, a quiet whine leaving his mouth, "That's good keep your beautiful eyes open, pretty boy."

It takes him a moment before he reaches up to his ear fiddling with the in-ear before he starts getting frustrated and Derek reaches down and takes it out for him before helping his get out of the vest too.

"It's okay, it was a long day it can happen." Morgan tries keeping their newest agent from burying himself in embarrassment that isn't needed, "It's hot in here too, jesus."

"I am cold." Are Spencer first words as he hugs himself, sitting on the ground.

"Let's get you out of this. We are gonna sit down by others okay? Get some food into you." Worried he wraps an arms around him, helping him up, "I know you hate touch. I am sorry."

"I am cold." Spencer repeats and leans against Morgan, his teeth clattering.

"Are you sick?" Worried Morgan reaches up to his head, "Kid?"

"No. I am cold."

"Yeah I know but-" Morgan stops himself when he realizes how out of it he is, "Let's get you to the others."

"I am cold." Morgan doesn't question it and helps him out the building towards Gideon, who takes him into his arms when Spencer repeats what he told Morgan.

"Kid, did you hit your head?" Morgan questions and reaches for his head tucking the curls back.

"I am cold."

"He is scared, just give him a moment." Gideon interferes while the others walk towards them too, "Tell them to give Spencer some space."

"Did this happen before?"

"No, it's gonna be okay. He is probably just exhausted." Sceptical Morgan let's his eyes of him and walks towards the team.

"What happened?" JJ questions with worry on her face.

"Reid passed out, he is with Gideon." Morgan explains and heads towards their bags with JJ while Hotch aims for Gideon and Spencer. "I am sure he will feel better in a few."

"How can a newly recruit faint with a task this easy?"

"I don't think he passed many not book related tests if you know what I mean" Derek reaches down to Spencer's bag, taking his water bottle out.

"I can't imagine him seeing all that horror and violence. He looks so young and innocent" JJ speaks her worry looking at Spencer in Gideon's arms, hiding his face against the man's neck.

"We all thought the same thing about you, but look where you are." Derek tries cheering her up with a smile before walking back. "Here, drink this. You will feel better."

Shyly Spencer grabs the bottle and takes a sip while Gideon's hands are hovering at his side and Hotch looks at him alarmed too.

"Drink more please." Gideon tells him when he stops after a few sips, "You will feel better I promise"

"Maybe sit down" Hotch steps in.

"No"

"C'mon we will sit down over there." Gideon points towards a small brick wall at the edge of the training range but Spencer points at something and then repeats it when Gideon frowns at him. "You wanna go home?"

"No" Frustrated Spencer throws his head back but then stumbles a bit, the motion seeming like it made him dizzy again.

"Okay, I get it. You want your bag? Your things?" Spencer nods but when Gideon tries to get it, he grabs his hand stronger, holding him back.

"Sit down, I'll get it." Morgan tells him with a warm smile and brings his stuff over to him when he sits down on the wall. "Here you go."

Quickly Spencer grabs the jacket and pulls it over and then slowly but eventually faster starts rooking back and forth, "I am gonna take him home, Aaron." Gideon announces.

"Nah you two have the meeting here in a few, why don't you let me drive him?" Derek offers.

"He is not gonna want that." Gideon tries talking him out of it, clearly wanting to be close and there for Spencer when he is feeling like this but he is also aware of his duties he has here.

"Hey kid-" Morgan crouches down in front of him, not touching him. "Agent Gideon has some work left to do here, is it okay if I drive you home?"

"Agent Gideon" Spencer mumbles and Gideon sits down next to him.

"Can you do me a favor and drive with Morgan? He is gonna drop you off at home okay? If you need anything, you call me, I will come to check on you at the latest after the meeting tonight."

"I am cold"

"I know, Agent Morgan is gonna make sure it doesn't happen again." Encouraging Gideon nods into Morgan's direction. "Thank you."

"No problem." Morgan waits for Hotch and Gideon to leave before sitting down next to him, "What have you got there?" He questions when he sees Spencer fiddling with something small but colorful in his hands and it takes a moment before Spencer hands it to him, placing it in his hand before guiding Derek's thump over the texture that feels soft but not like a shirt of blanket does. "Tell you what, why don't you take this back and I am gonna take you home? We get you into clean clothes, something to eat into that body of yours and then some rest."

"Gideon"

"He will be with you the moment he can."

"No, like Gideon." He tells him and then points at Morgan before turning back to focussing on the cube in his hands.

"What do you mean like Gideon?"

"Taking care."

"Of course, pretty boy. Gonna make sure you are well feed." Morgan tells him with a smile. "Can you look at me for a second."

Timidly Spencer does, "Just answer with yes or no, do you still have dots in your vision?"

"No"

"Feel lightheaded?" With ending the questions Spencer starts pursing his lips, "Okay, different questions. Do your legs still feel shaky?"

"No"

"Are your ears ringing?"

"Yes"

"Do you still feel cold?"

"Yes"

"Can I take you to my car? Do you think you can walk that way?"

"Yes" Walking with him towards the car, Morgan thinks he might pass out himself any minute when he thinks about what Gideon will do to him if anything happens to Spencer on their way home but they get to his apartment just fine, Spencer mostly looking out the window while Morgan looks over every two seconds to check if he is still conscious. "Here" Spencer speaks up, pointing at an apartment complex. "I live here."

"I will look for a parkling spot"

"You can just let me out here-"

"No way, kid."

"You don't have to stay here- you can just go somewhere else. Be with your girlfriend." Spencer stumbles out, while grabbing his bag from the floor.

"First of all: I don't have to, I want to. Second of all: There is no girlfriend waiting on me tonight."

"There isn't?" With a chuckle Morgan gets out of the car and hurries to Spencer's side, offering to take his bag but he doesn't give it up. "No one has been in my apartment apart from Gideon and me."

"I don't mind a little chaos. Believe me my house is a mess too."

"You have a house?"

"I do. With a backyard for my dog."

"You have a dog?" Spencer's eyes light up, his mouth slightly falling open, "Can I see him?"

"You- of course." Morgan chuckles over the warmth that suddenly feels his chest and the nervousness that eases in his stomach.

When Spencer finally lets them in, Morgan can see why the kid always seems so pale and quiet. The apartment is filled with books, curtains drawn shut. A few candles standing around and dried flowers laying on the living room table while old paintings are stacked against the wall.

"This is cozy"

"Gideon always says it's like a piece of time, it captures the moment of peace one feels when they step into a space that feels like safety."

"He is right. Why don't you go take a shower? I am gonna order us some food."

"Nothing spicy please"

"Of course, go ahead." When Spencer leaves he makes his way over to the kitchen, finding only a few bottles of juice and water in the fridge. A few cracker packages stacked on the counter and gummy bears in the shelve above. Morgan can only hope Gideon takes the kid to eat dinner with him regularly.

His eyes fall on a few polaroids hanging over the kitchen table, one is Gideon smiling at him, the other is from what looks like a campus and another one is a place he recognizes as the bullpen. It's signed with Gideon's handwriting so he figures the last one, Gideon must have gifted him.

He goes over to look at the pictures on the fridge that hang between multiple theater tickets, seeing pictures of multiple cats, a man with long brown curled hair, a picture of a child holding an award that looks like it could be Spencer and a few pictures of places Morgan doesn't recognize, before he sits down and orders them some food while skipping through the newspaper that is placed on the table until he hears a quiet sniffle coming from the end of the apartment.

"Reid?" Worried he gets up and walks down the hallway towards the bedroom, "Kid you okay?" When he doesn't get an answer he steps in to find Spencer sitting on the bed, hugging himself as he cries, "What happened?"

"I am sorry." Concerned Morgan walks over, going down on one knee in front of him, "I am sorry"

"What are you sorry for?"

"For messing up today"

"You didn't-"

"I messed up! I fainted! I ruined our whole training." He exclaims and starts hitting his thigh in frustration which makes Morgan back away first before he realizes that it helps Spencer calm down and that it's only directed at himself.

"We were almost done anyway"

"But I ruined it. Nobody faints at something like this!" Spencer sobs again, while Derek cubs his face, making him look up, before he speaks,

"That happens to many people. I promise."

"But not on their first week"

"Especially on their first week. There is no shame in that." Morgan promises, moving his thump up and down. "How would I know to ask the questions before we drove off, if I didn't pass out myself?"

"Textbook-"

"No." Derek takes a short break before continuing, "Listen when I started at the BAU, Hotch drilled me through every exercise possible. He wanted to have the best man only and believe me when I say I fainted, I fainted and threw up because that man wanted the best people, people he knows do everything for this job and everytime I did he was still there and I knew I joined the right team because I was not getting yelled at, not humiliated. He helped me and believe me I was as shy and quiet as you are around us right now but it's gonna get better. And Hotch took you on his team because he knows you are wroth it and you are good, it doesn't matter how you do at the trainings because he already knows."

"I am not like you-" Spencer tries shaking his head in Morgan's hold.

"It's okay, I promise you it's terrifying now but it will get better with some time and I am gonna be there for the whole way okay?"

[Prompt list]

[artcake]

Hey Mer! Congrats on 200! Let’s feed my moreid addiction with SH Derek right after the season one incident with Buford? (In season eight he talked about what to hurt himself so that’s where in Inspo is from)

Hi Cas! Yes let's get some Derek Whump in here

[deadravenclaw]

ahhh raven i'm so proud of you!! you deserve every single one of your 700 followers and more! here goes nothing. as always skip anything you want to. skipping things is funny

🌺 - aaron hotchner

💐 - moreid

🌷 - bones characters

🥀 - aaron hotchner season 1

and finally 🌲, 🌿

yet again raven i'm so proud of you and how much you put into this app even though you have a life outside of it. love youuuu <3

Raegan!! Thank you so much! love you too <3

🌺 - A random headcanon (for cm character/ship)

Hotch:

Hotch loves going to the park. When he had Haley were dating, they would often have dates in the park. They would feed the ducks at the pond and watch the sunset together. When Jack was born, they would bring him to the park where Hotch would teach Jack about the different insects and animals in the park and let Jack play with them. Those were one of Hotch's favourite moments in the park

When Haley and Jack were in witness protection, Hotch would sometimes go to the park himself where he would sit and just watch the families around him, parents and their children playing together. In that point in time, he wasn't sure why he went. The park reminding him of how much he lost.

After Haley died and Hotch got custody of Jack, Jack was the one who encouraged Hotch to go to the park again. Jack was the one who dragged Hotch to the park day after day, reminding him of the times he had with Haley, and Haley and Jack. Slowly, after time, Hotch began to love the park again. On days without cases, he would spend evenings with Jack in the park where they would take walks. Sometimes, Jack would secretly bring Haley's picture with them so that it was as if his mum was with them. (Hotch always knew and he would place the picture in Jack's bag sometimes when Jack forgot)

💐 - Rate a character/ship (for cm)

Moreid:

6/10

I love them, though more platonically than romantically, but I can see them together romantically.

🌷 - Cyma as anything

Bones characters:

You - Angela Montenegro

@bus-kids - Lance Sweets

@criminalmindsismynextfoundfamily - Camille Saroyan

@simmonsmilf - Daisy Wick

@lilacprentiss - Temperence Brennan

🥀 - Icons for cm characters (specify character and episode/season)

Aaron Hotchner season 1:

I made the icons as a separate post here <3

🌲 - I'll tell you a character that reminds me of you

You remind me of a mix of Angela (Bones) and Penelope (CM)

🌿 - I'll tell you something I like about you

I love how funny you are. Your incorrect quotes are always amazing and never fail to make me laugh. You're also a lovely person and I'm really glad we're mutuals (:

[sweetheartspencer]

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[rxseinbloom]

This is a friendly reminder for all my incredible and wonderful moreid fanfic authors out there that Derek and Spencer Are The Same Height

that is all, please continue your work, it feeds my soul.

[ao3feed-moreid]

by Cae_Cae

Damn this. Damn that. Damn everything and most of all Damn him. Derek remembered the first day Spencer had walked into the BAU and tripped over the lift on the floor.

Derek Morgan. The man had posed an unanswered question in Spencer’s life ever since he helped Spencer up from the floor on his first day at the BAU.

---- They're gay and they pine and they're so cute it's so fluffy.

Words: 887, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Fandoms: Criminal Minds (US TV)

Rating: General Audiences

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: M/M

Characters: Spencer Reid, Derek Morgan (Criminal Minds), Penelope Garcia

Relationships: Derek Morgan/Spencer Reid

Additional Tags: Boys In Love, Idiots in Love, Pining, Mutual Pining, that's about it, Fluff, Tooth-Rotting Fluff, So much fluff its not canon anymore, cus its all angst in canon, theyre so cute your honor, Cute

[spritehouse]

Give it up to You (I surrender) (Scrap/WIP)

Title from Heat Lightning by Mitski

Notes: Another fic I started writing for Whumptober & never finished! I'm not sure if I'll continue this one because Physical Whump™️ is a little outside my area of expertise but I like to surprise myself so here it is

Prompt: Shock (no. 4) Moreid | 689 words | Spencer & Derek get kidnapped and tortured

⚠️TW: drugs/drugging, torture, & electrocution (not graphic)

“Derek!” Spencer screams as pain sears through the older agent’s body, electricity sending sparks of agony coursing through his veins.

“I’m okay, Pretty Boy,” He chokes when it ends, lifting his head just high enough to meet his partner’s eyes, wide and welling with tears as a faceless figure drags him out of the room, “I’ll be okay.”

“Reid! Spencer!”

The voice is distant and muffled—like his head is underwater, thoughts swimming—but desperate as Spencer comes to, half-conscious hands exploring the cold concrete beneath him.

“Der?” He croaks, forcing his eyes open, movements slow and shaky, body disconnected from his brain as he pushes himself up, using the stone wall to stabilize himself. “What–”

He pauses, his gaze finally focusing, finding his partner on the other side of a glass wall, straining to stand on his toes in the center of the room, arms stretched out from his sides by chains attached to either wall.

“Derek? Are you–” His voice catches in his throat, blood rushing to his head, making Spencer stumble back.

“Spence? What is it? Are you okay?”

“Disorientation, drowsiness, lowered coordination...” Spencer murmurs to himself, letting his forehead fall against the cold wall, taking a few shallow, shaking breaths before speaking up so Derek can hear. “Drugs... I’m on– I’ve been drugged.”

“What–?”

“Not opioids,” He adds, lifting his head again, finally making eye contact with Derek. “A sedative, probably... I can’t remember...”

“Okay. That’s good; you figured that out fast, which means your beautiful brain is still intact.” Spencer hums a small affirmative, sliding down the wall.

“Are you okay?”

“I’m fine, Pretty Boy; my shoulders are a little sore, but I’ll manage.”

“They overpowered two FBI agents,” The younger brunette murmurs after a minute, gears in his head still turning, albeit slower than usual. “We didn’t have our guns on us, but we– well, you could’ve defended yourself... Do you– What do you remember?”

Derek pauses, brows furrowed as he searches his fuzzy memories.

“The bookstore; we were walking back to the car from the cafe, and you wanted to stop at the bookstore, and then–” He shakes his head. “It goes dark after that.”

“Do you feel–?” Spencer trails off, eyelids fluttering closed for a second as he loses his train of thought, looking for the right word like digging through mud. “Did they drug you?”

“No, but my head hurts; they probably blitzed me.”

“Makes sense... disable the stronger one first...”

“Yeah, so they blitz me first, then drug you before you can react and bring us here. Why?”

“No kidnapping or missing persons cases in the area that fit this. Have you noticed anything unusual lately?”

“No–”

Derek’s eyes widen, his heart racing as Spencer slumps forward, chains rattling as he pulls on the without give.

“Spencer!”

“Don’t worry, Agent Morgan; Doctor Reid is okay,” Someone speaks, their voice deep and masculine, drawing Derek’s attention to a speaker in the corner. “I just gave him a little something to help him sleep. We can’t have you two talking too much before the fun begins?”

“What do you want?” He keeps his voice steady as he speaks, unwilling to let the unsub feed on his fear.

“I want to break you, Derek Morgan and I’m going to use your boyfriend to do it.”

+ Alt Opening:

Spencer wakes up to the all-too-familiar feeling of opioids clouding his thoughts, eliciting a low groan from the groggy genius. 

“Well, look who’s finally awake!” An unfamiliar voice echoes, making his head spin.

“Spence? Are you okay?”

He hums, nodding in what he hopes is Derek's direction.

“Oh, he’s more than alright, Agent Morgan; Doctor Reid is having a great time right now.”

“I’m high.” The younger brunette fills in when his boyfriend doesn’t respond, words bitter and burning on his lips.

“I really thought he’d be out longer; looks like our Pretty Boy here has a higher tolerance than I anticipated.”

“Don’t call him that–”

“‘S okay, Der,” Spencer interrupts, hearing the anger rising in the older agent’s voice. “He’s trying to get a reaction outta you.”

“Who would’ve thought the addict would be the reasonable one here?”

[satchels-and-socks]

Moreid and Penemily!

Moreid

Morgan give Spencer forehead and nose kisses everyday just to let him know how special he is to him. Spencer gives Morgan forehead and nose kisses every night and when he doesn't get to do it he doesn't sleep that well.

Is the one who gets jealous a lot simply because he's really insecure. When a cute guy or girl hits on Derek he's always afraid that Derek would leave him for that person. He just doesn't realize yet how much he really meand to do Derek. But Spencer is doing better with that it's a slow process.

Although Spencer doesn't get drunk all that often he does go out with the girls and occasionally drinks a little too much. When that happens he always call Derek giggling and snorting asking for a ride. Derek always tries to pretend to be mad on the phone but he always gives him forehead kisses and cuddles when he comes and gets him because he finds it very cute.

Derek absolutely takes care of Spencer when he's feeling sick. That man would do anything for Spencer when he's not feeling well. He cuddles him wraps him up in blankets and does anything he can to make him feel better. Spencer tries to do that with Derek when he's sick but Derek tries hard not to let Spencer know when he's sick because he doesn't want to worry Spencer

Spencer doesn't like the idea of the beach until he actually gets there. but it is Derek who always drag Spencer out into the water.

Spencer is always giving Derek massages especially after long grueling cases.

Most of the time Spencer will let Derek drive. Only sometimes usually on cases will Spencer drive just because he doesn't feel like getting motion sickness when Derek is decides to drive like a maniac.

Derek always brings Spencer and lunch to work. Because Derek knows that Spencer sometimes forgets to even pack a lunch or stop and get something to eat well it isn't that he forgets he just doesn't make time for it.

Derek absolutely has the better parental relationship although Spencer's relationship with his mother isn't too bad.

Derek notices that Spencer is really shy in the bedroom. so he looks up different types of role plays they could do in the bedroom. he usually tries to do a Star Trek or a doctor who theme just to get Spencer interested. After a while Spencer starts feeling comfortable and there's more willing to try new things with Derek.

When they get drunk Spencer is most definitely the drunk dancer. When Spencer's drunk he starts to feel the music. He starts doing all kinds of awkward moves that he thinks makes him look really cool.

Spencer definitely still cries every time him and Derek watch Titanic together. Derek always cuddles him and tells him it's just a movie. But when Spencer isn't looking tears trickle down Derek's face as well.

Up until he started to date Spencer Derek was never really into Halloween that much. But when he fell in love with Spencer he also fell in love with his childlike fondness of Halloween. Spencer is definitely into couples costumes at Derek got into it as well. Derek really liked it that one year when they went as Ninja turtles.

Derek is always the one who breaks the no expensive gift rule for christmas. He knew that Spencer never really had a good Christmas growing up so he wanted to show him a good Christmas and always goes a little overboard.

Derek always make sure Spencer eats breakfast even if he has to force feed it to him. He loves his pretty boy and doesn't want him to get sick from not eating.

Spencer always remembers thier anniversary and always try to make them really romantic for Derek.

Both of them really want kids but Derek is always the first one to start the conversation.

Penemily

Penelope is always giving Emily forehead and nose kisses. Emily tries to act like she doesn't like it but deep down inside she loves it and would be devastated if Penelope would ever stop. Inside Emily tough exterior beats a warm loving heart.

Penelope is definitely the one who gets jealous because of her insecurities. Sometimes she just doesn't realize what Emily season her but she's getting better at it.

Penelope usually is the one who has too much to drink and cold Emily to come and get her. However there are time when Emily and Penelope are both out with the girls and get totally wasted. When that happens they usually call David to come and get them. David will grump about it and pretend like it really bothers him but in reality he's happy to do it.

Penelope absolutely takes care of Emily when she sick. She loves giving her cuddles making her soup and doing everything he can to make Emily feel better. There are some times where Emily pretends to be sick just so they can have extra cuddles together.

When they go to the beach it is Penelope who pulls Emily into the water first. But they both love having a good time at the beach.

Emily usually always give Penelope a massage especially before work to relax her for her day. Penelope always gives Emily a massage especially after a really tough case.

Usually Penelope drive because she likes to. But occasionally she will let Emily drive

Penelope always bring Emily lunch Do you want to make sure her baby girl has a good lunch

Neither one has good relationship with their parents.

Penelope is definitely the one who initiates role play into the bedroom. Emily is skeptical at first before she actually tries it and she really gets into it.

When they get drunk Penelope is the embarrassingly drunk dancer. she will get up on the bar or table and just randomly start doing whatever moves come into her head and she thinks she is totally awesome. Emily giggles snorts at her and if Emily is drunk enough she will join her girlfriend in the dancing.

Penelope can't help but cry every time they watch Titanic. Emily usually holds her close and rubs her back making sure she has plenty of tissues.When Penelope isn't looking Emily starts to cry into Penelope's shoulder.

Penelope definitely loves doing couples costumes for Halloween. Even though both ladies love Halloween.

Penelope is always the one to break the no expensive gift rule for Christmas. She just wants to spoil Emily. But of course that goes for not only Christmas but birthdays and other occasions as well. It's not just for Emily it's with all of them.

Penelope always make sure Emily eats breakfast even if she has to force feed that woman. She doesn't want her baby to get sick from not eating.

Penelope is always the one to remember the anniversary and make sure it's a special night for both of them. But Emily always tries to spoil Penelope when she can remember.

Emily is the one who talks about adopting kids although both of them really want to do it Emily is the one who brings it up.

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[ablogofthecriminalmindsvariety]

what are some of your soft moreid hcs 🥺

I love myself the soft babies. Here you are!

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- Spencer is a very cuddly son of a gun. He has to be touching Derek in some way almost constantly when they’re at home. Hand on shoulder, tucked against his side, arms wrapped around him, head in lap, head on shoulder, sitting in his lap. He’s very cuddly, and Derek is entirely happy to provide the affection.

- Derek cannot keep his hands out of Spencer’s hair. When it’s fluffy and shorter, he loves to pet it. When it’s longer, he loves to comb his fingers through it. In general, he loves to nuzzle his nose into it, and smell his shampoo, let the hair tickle his face. Spencer certainly isn’t complaining.

- They like to cook together. They turn on music and dance around the kitchen and sing together, and spoon feed each other to taste test things, and it’s all very sweet.

- Spencer is a sweatshirt thief. And while he and Derek are the same height, Spencer is skinnier than anything, so they still swamp him. They have some of the same ones, but Spencer still likes to wear Derek’s instead. They smell like him and he claims they’re softer, even if they’re not.

- Spencer has really fucking cold hands and feet. Derek likes to take his hands between his and warm them up, or put socks on him while he’s asleep. Spencer likes to use this to his advantage, though, and sticks his hands up under his shirt when he’s least expecting it to see him jump and hear him swear.

- They’re very soft and I love them with all my heart.

[spencers-renaissance]

2020 Edit Recs

I’ve done quite a few fic recs this year, so I thought it was time to give credit to some of my favourite gif/edit makers and share their beautiful art! 

@criminalmindsvibez

literally every single one of emily’s amazing edits deserve to be seen and shared so please check out her masterlist, but here are three of my favourites!

this edit: a soul-crushing look at jj & emily’s relationship, and how emily felt when jj got married. this edit manages to convey emotion so brilliantly; i requested this poem and it still destroyed me. 

this edit: an absolutely beautiful look at the grief and loss spencer faced throughout the series, it just hits different. I love the bookend quotes, the exploration of abandonment, and the depiction of so much of spencer’s hurt. a true masterpiece.

this edit: a heartbreakingly gorgeous take on derek & spencer’s relationship; the trials and tribulations they’ll face and the love that makes it worth it. definitely one of my fav moreid edits ever. just exquisite. 

@ellegreenawy

see the rest of celie’s edits here. they all deserve so much praise; she is so incredibly talented. 

this edit: a beautiful way to sum up emily’s character. I searched high and low for this edit because it embedded it so deeply in my brain.

this edit: one of the most agonising takes on emily & jj’s relationship I’ve seen, and coloured so brilliantly. definitely a genuine piece of art. 

this edit: I love f. scott fitzgerald’s literature so combing that with a pining emily was just a recipe for success with me, really. so so good. 

@purelyprentiss

see maya’s edits here, I’m going to binge my way through this tag over the next few days just for some more emotional devastation :’)

this edit: the very first edit I saw of maya’s that had me following instantly and asking to be on her taglist straight away. this absolutely belongs in a museum and gives me all the angsty spencer feels I feed off. 

this edit: oh god this quote hit me differently, and its application to this aspect of jj’s character literally tore me apart. it’s so fucking beautiful to look at, too. absolutely breathtaking. 

this edit: I simply have no words for this jemily edit. if it was a fic I’d tag it angst with a happy ending, but that doesn’t do it justice. I love this. 

misc creators <3

🥀this edit by @lgbtrogues​: such a perfect analysis of derek’s character, this poem was surely written for him. but the presentation of the gifs, the colouring, everything is just so so amazing. it hits me right in the feels every time. 

🌧this edit by @lizziechase​: I actually remember thinking ‘wow’ the moment I saw this edit on my dash. a beautiful quote about love, a beautiful application to emily & jj’s relationship. just brilliant. 

☀️this poem & edit by @kermitsaysgayrights: if I could write poetry as good as this I’d do nothing else. sofia blew literally everyone away with this one, and I adore its application to morcia, it fits them so. well. this is just queen shit all over. 

🌷this edit by @girlscrushes: a painful look at emily & jj’s relationship coloured in completely beautiful art. the entire composition of this edit is fantastically brilliant. it’s so accurate and so breathtaking. 

🌻this edit by @reidacted: a fandom favourite for sure, judging by the notes, but it’s completely deserved. I love it for two reasons: the colouring and artistry of the gifs, and the beautiful portrayal of emily & spencer’s friendship. 

🍃this edit by @ssaalexblake: this is a heart-wrenching take on emily’s character that still portrays the element of family in the bau so perfectly. exquisitely painful and satisfying at the same time. 

💫this edit by @subreid: a beautiful, rebellious poem applied to a beautiful, rebellious couple. an take on emily & jj’s relationship that allows them a happy ending, complete with brilliantly crafted gifs and a gorgeous presentation. 

[usermoreid]

finn you have been feeding us WELL w moreid 😤 everyone say “thank you, finn!”

you're very welcome😌

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tia is in a moreid mood...feed me moreid