#reids rambles

[lights-on-the-ridge]

I cannot stop thinking about a reader who has a massive crush on Matt, their sweet and very blind neighbor.

They start wearing the same perfume everyday, and the same shoes, all in the hopes that they would become recognizable by their sound and scent alone. Elevator rides and "surprise" meetings at the buildings lobby all marked by the same scent, and the same distinct shuffling of nervous feet.

They obviously dont know about Matt's enhanced senses, and that they already stand out to him in an entirely different way. But the notion of his flustered neighbor trying to subtly make themselves consistent, and as a result, more accessible for him drives him crazy.

[reidrum]

someone on twitter said call me a waitress the way i need his tip i SCREAMED

i’m frothing at the mouth god

[hereforhalstead]

no but what about Spencer x reader where you’ve had an argument about something stupid but you insist on sleeping on the sofa so you can both ‘cool down’

you spend hours trying to sleep but both of you struggle to sleep without the other tucked into their side so it feels pointless, but you refuse to take yourself up to bed and let him feel like he’s won

it feels like it should be nearly morning when you feel the spot next to you dip, followed by an arm being slung round your waist and a gentle nudge to have your head buried into the crook of a neck

you peel your eyes open, to see Spencer running his fingertips lightly along your arm as he leans his head on top of yours

‘We can go back to arguing in the morning but I can’t take another second without you next to me’

UGH

[unknown-lovergirl]

spencer eating you out for hours for his own pleasure after a fuck ass stressful case. he'd be grinding himself on the sheets but he wouldn't fuck you just yet not until you be good and squirt for him and when you do he'll fuck you hard but still so sweet make you beg for more even though you're absolutely fucked out of your mind and you can't even form coherent words. and he'd continue just as you begged for it and he'd even get off more seeing how you're nothing but a whimpering moaning cock drunk mess. when he's done with you he'll take care of you not after cleaning you with his mouth first and making you cum one more time. but it's all worth it for the sweet sweet aftercare.

[womanmanipulator]

sub spencer reid

MY FAVORITE. early seasons reid who is a virgin and is super sensitive and reader gives him and handjob 👀👀👀 super whiny and loud and BIG MOMMY KINK. pretty please with a cherry on top 😊 i would literally kill for this ohymgodhfdksgsgsjfhdgsgdg

TWIRLING MY HAIR N GIGGLING READING THIS

ask n u shall receive 😏😏

sub!spencer x dom!reader

contains: virgin spence, sub/dom dynamics, overstimulation (fav), mommy kink.

a/n: kinda did my own thing w this so srry if this isn’t what u imagined

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your sat ontop of him, he’s looking up at you with those big brown eyes. it’s almost pornographic the way he’s whining and moaning. he squirms underneath you as you pump his cock. it’s like you’re teasing him. “mommy ngh, please!” he babbles. he doesn’t even know what he’s asking for. you flick your thumb across his slit and he whimpers. tears well up in his eyes. “please what?” you ask, batting your lashes. he can’t take it for much longer. he searches for your lips desperately, messily kissing you and moaning into your mouth.“im gonna— uhhhg..” he moans. it doesn’t take long before he releases all over your hand. you don’t slow your movements however, hand going up n down on his dick with a newfound ease due to the slick. his hips buck up into your hand and his eyes roll back. it was a lot, too much. “m-uh.. mommy please!” he squeaks. noises being punched out of him quicker than before. “i can’t! s’too much!” he whines. he knows if you stop he’d probably scream out of frustration. “shhh. you can take it, be a good boy for me.” you praise, smirking down on him. his jaw goes slack as you speed up your movements, moans spilling out. you lean down, and bite at his jawline. he grips onto the sheets beside him, holding fistfuls. “m’so close, mmph— please mommy please!” he was begging as if you ever denied him an orgasm. spencer was spoiled, he was always a good boy and you always gave him what he wanted. “taking it so well. good boy.” you praise. the once smart man he was twelve minutes ago was gone. he was a babbling, crying, moaning mess under you. it’s like his IQ was spilling out of his dick. you squeeze a little and his back arches, eyes rolling back. a few stray tears fall down his face as a silent moan tries to escape his throat. he cums all over your hand again. reciting a mantra of ‘thank yous’. “that’s it, such a good boy.” you grin. fist fucking him through the aftershocks of his orgasm. he comes down from his high slowly and eventually you stop your movements. he leans his forehead on your shoulder. “thank you mommy.” he mumbles. whimpering after you take your hand off him. “did so well for me. so good spence.”

[incognit0slut]

tiktok took down this edit and now I got a strike LMAO there’s nothing else I can do but laugh

On a side note, I was so proud of this edit😔

[parfaitblogs]

happy 19 years of spencer reid existing hope he’s doing well on this lovely sunday

[reidsdimples]

He’s so hot it makes me sick

It physically disgusts me

It makes me violent to be entirely honest

He’s a plague

[nereidprinc3ss]

being obsessed with a show that is twenty years old is so hard.... i live in constant fear that the community will die and it will just be me screaming into the void about a man who was twenty four years old when i was born. spencer reid lovers we are so so brave for persevering

[titaniasfairy]

would yall hate me if i started writing smut for him 😔

[avis-writeshq]

just thinking about post prison!sugar daddy!spencer reid 😔 [cw: age gap but both parties are over 21]

you live next door to him in his apartment complex and he remembers you giving him a fresh batch of cookies after he officially returns to his apartment after the whole cat adams and jail situation. apparently you saw all the gift baskets and wanted to do something nice and he can’t stop thinking about it afterwards.

he finds out that you’re a college student at georgetown but in a separate department that he teaches so whenever he goes there to teach during his sabbatical he takes the scenic route and goes through your building. one day he comes home from work and sees a notice of eviction plastered on your door; you’ll be kicked out if you don’t pay $5000.

two days later you come knocking at his door with grateful tears running down your cheeks while clutching a letter— he payed off the entire sum. he’s hushing you gently, playing with your hair and letting you hug him while you babble out your thank you’s.

he’s then laughing when you ask him what he wants in return, shaking his head and brushing your hair away from your face. all he asks is for you to tell him if you need help with money— after all, he’s got lots of it to spare.

you follow him around like a lost puppy after that, and there’s some sort of sickly satisfaction he feels. he’s not breaking any rules. you’re both consenting adults and he doesn’t mind the way you batter your eyelashes when requesting for him to pay for your coffees or the way you press kisses to his cheeks as thanks. he thinks you’re lovely.

[lights-on-the-ridge]

My love for Daredevil's genuine representation of having a sight impairment will never cease

I love u dd comic writers

[reidrum]

the back arch ,,,,,, munch!spencer is a fucking whore he needs that shit like water and would absolutely stop at nothing to get it UGH

[hereforhalstead]

I CANT STOP THINKING ABOUT THIS SO PLS ENJOY

So you and Spencer had a friends with benefits thing going for a while but you broke things off when you felt you were getting emotionally attached and it didn’t feel like he was and in so many words he had already told you not to fall for him

Anyway you’d distanced yourself for a few weeks and ignored his calls but one night you get a call from one of the team saying that Spencer had been drinking at the office after a tough case and all he wanted was for you to go and get him

After thinking for a few seconds, you say no and tell them to say you’re out or busy so you can’t go and get him.

Time goes by and then he turns up at your door, looking super disheveled and honestly broken with his head hanging, leaning on your doorframe as he barely mutters out like ‘you wouldn’t come and get me? Don’t I mean anything to you?’

Then you have an argument with your pent up feelings and it ends in the old classic where he kisses you and whilst you’re trying to push him off he’s like ‘tell me you don’t want me here and I’ll go’ BUT YOU CANT

[spinningspencer]

He's so hot when he talks

[incognit0slut]

(18+ suggestive content)

Imagine Cowboy!Spencer taking you to the local fair on a warm summer night and you find yourself riding a mechanic bull. But you don’t just ride the machine—you own it. Your body dances with the rhythm, effortlessly finding balance as you push your hips down, grind, and sway in perfect harmony with the wild, bucking motions. The crowd cheers you on, but Spencer? He’s rooted in place, sweating beneath his cowboy hat.

He watches, almost helplessly, as your body moves in a way that feels hypnotic. The crowd’s cheers are distant to him now, drowned out by the thundering of his pulse in his ears. All he can focus on is the way you seem to command the machine beneath you. His breath catches in his throat as a particularly sharp twist of the bull makes you arch your back, pushing your hips forward in a way that has him clenching his jaw.

The sight alone is enough to make his denim pants tighten uncomfortably, the rough fabric suddenly feeling far too restrictive. He shifts on his feet, trying to relieve the pressure, but it’s no use. The way your hips roll has his imagination running wild, and every muscle in his body tenses in response. He doesn’t know how much longer he can keep his composure.

But it all plays into his favor, because when you finally lost your balance, sliding off the bull with a breathless laugh, he manages to find his voice despite the tightness in his throat. “You’re a natural. Didn’t think you could hold that long.”

You flash him a tempting smile, the kind that makes the growing bulge in his jeans even more impossible to ignore, and step closer until there’s barely an inch between you. “Well,” you say, leaning in just enough for your breath to tickle his ear. “If you think I’m good at that, you should see what else I’m good at riding.”

Spencer swallows hard, his mind racing as he struggles to keep his composure, but you’ve already seen the way he’s looking at you, like he’s thinking about putting that comment to the test. Without a word, he reaches up and gently places his cowboy hat on your head, the brim casting a shadow over your amused grin. The gesture is intimate, almost possessive. His fingers linger a moment longer before they slide down your neck. You lick your lips. His thumb brushes your mouth.

You want to fuck him.

But before you can say anything, he’s already leading you away from the crowd, and suddenly, the night takes on a whole new kind of heat.