#spencer reid sm!au

[jhopezwrld]

spencer reid x famous!reader instagram au pt.2!

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therealyn: love you love you love you

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jennjareau: cutest couple ever

↳therealyn: ILY MAMA J

ynsprincess: i’m slowly turning into a yns boyfriend fan page i can’t lie

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↳therealyn: lollll samee

jennierubyjane: cuties 🖤

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spencerreid: Happy birthday, darling. I love you infinitely.

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therealyn: i love you more, my heart. thank you 🥹🩷

penelopeee: AWWWW OMFG THIS IS SO CUTE

katecallahan: Spencer got himself a wife? 🫣

↳therealyn: not yet 🫠

spencerreid: @ katecallahan Soon 🙂

↳chocolatethunder: 😳😳🫣😱🤯🤯

↳em.ily: WHAT DO YOU MEAN SOON???

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therealyn: i said yes 🫣 (actually i cried and said a bunch of gibberish but it meant yes)

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kendalljenner: omfg congrats baby!!! 🩷

penelopeee: i’m crying right now like actually fucking bawling my eyes out I LOVE U BOTH

↳therealyn: IM CRYING TOO PEN ILYSM

bellahadid: my girlfriend is getting married 😩

↳therealyn: don’t worry u can still be my side chick xx

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spencerreid: My whole future ❤️

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em.ily: i’m so happy for you both :’) also, spencer using emojis?!?!

↳therealyn: LMAO that’s what i said when i saw this

paparossi: Celebrations at my house ASAP!!

a.hotchner: Congratulations, kid. I’m so proud of you.

↳spencerreid: Thank you Hotch.

[tlou-reid]

!! smut below the cut !! this is 18+ !! mdni !!

this is the same pop star!reader x spencer au as this and this !! i recommend reading them first

spencer doesn’t know what to do with himself the first time he sees you live.

it took a really long time for your schedules to align to make it happen, and he’s making a nervous fool of himself. of course, your attention isn’t on him. you’re busy entertaining the crowd, performing your few songs you have out and engaging with your fans. it’s truly a sight to see.

spencer just wished he wasn’t focused on himself the whole time.

his whole body is warm as he watches the way you move across the stage, dancing. the sway of your hips has held his attention throughout the show. he is truly in awe of you.

it wasn’t until you sashayed your way to the spot you’d saved for him that he let his eyes scan up and down. he was right up front, on the right side of the stage. he was in the same area as some of the other people you’d invited, but, due to his aversion to people he didn’t know, he was keeping his distance from the crowd.

you locked eyes with him as the song slowed, getting ready for the beat to drop.

and when it did, so did you.

spencer was trying to be a gentleman. trying so hard to be chivalrous. he didn’t want to see like one of the weirdos in the crowd, who sexualize you and tweet disgusting things about him. but when you’re “slut dropping” (as the internet calls it) right above him, it’s really hard for his dick to not swell in his pants.

he was sure his face was red, probably embarrassingly so. he was hoping you couldn’t see it since you were surrounded by so many bright lights.

but he was wrong. and he knew he was wrong as soon as you stood back up, turned to face him, and sent a wink his way before slipping to the other side of the stage.

he was hard. painfully so. his mind was replaying the moment over and over again, and he was no better than the weirdos as he made his way to the bathroom. luckily, the friends and family area had a single bathroom, as opposed to stalls.

as soon as he was sure the door was locked, he was unzipping his slacks and pushing them to rest just below his balls. usually, when he was getting himself off, he warmed himself up a bit. he would apply pressure over his pants, trace up and down his dick to spread pre-cum around, and work himself slowly.

he didn’t have time for that today.

spencer tried not to cringe as he spit his hand, immediately reaching to stroke himself. he let out a sigh of relief as he squeezed tighter, working himself to orgasm as fast as possible. his mind was racing with different images of you on stage. he had never been so thankful for his eidetic memory.

his hand moved messily up and down his dick, allowing his spit to mix with precum. spencer was biting his bottom lip, trying to contain his moans whines, especially as he started approaching climax.

he came hard and fast, doing his best to make sure he didn’t get any cum on pants. he leaned against the wall as he stroked himself through his orgasm, and even stayed there as he recovered. spencer was out of breath as he started to clean himself up.

some sort of regret or guilt or disgust would set in later, but he needed to get back out to watch the last of your performance.

and just as quick as he disappeared, he returned to the audience. he cheered you on through a few more songs, but wanted to beat the crowd and headed out a bit early. that had been the plan from the beginning, and you knew that.

the first thing you did when you stepped off the stage was reach for your phone, opening your text thread with ‘spencer 🕵️’ and asking him how he enjoyed the show.

spencer was bit busy with himself, so he didn’t answer until the next morning.

[mxssingmemories]

your instagram, but you're friends with the bau

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yourusername

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yourusername he found a goat. everyone run and hide, we're all fucked

boygenius his name is is edgar

yourusername for the last time, HE DOESN'T HAVE A NAME

keepitpg please tell me you kept him

yourusername we did not and now spencer is mad at me

boygenius @/yourusername we could have kept him!!!

chocolatethunder reid in his natural habitat

boygenius that was uncalled for

doublej henry saw this and wants to meet the goat, you're screwed @/yourusername

yourusername

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yourusername i did what i had to do.

ahotchner I'm pretty sure this qualifies as workplace harassment.

yourusername sorry dad

doublej y/n terrifies me

chocolatethunder same

prentiss same

boygenius same

italiandad same

yourusername i'm flattered

keepitpg it had to be done

yourusername EXACTLY

yourusername

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yourusername welcome to the family of weird ass profilers, roo :)

keepitpg I AM FOAMING AT THE MOUTH

chocolatethunder i want to meet this animal now.

boygenius did you know that world war one made german shepherds famous ? in other words, i can't wait to meet this guy

ahotchner Are you able to bring Roo to the office tommorow?

yourusername that can be arranged, boss

doublej me and @/prentiss are requesting custody of this angel

yourusername permission granted

prentiss SHIT YEAH smd @/chocolatethunder

italiandad I might have made some dog treats for Roo

yourusername you know my address, just knock and roo will love you forever

yourusername

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yourusername i love our dysfunctional little family

boygenius i forgot my socks were purple

chocolatethunder wtf is with reid's socks

ahotchner I appreciate all the work you do for this team, Y/N. We all love you.

yourusername dude you can't just say that i'm crying in the club rn

keepitpg i love you guys :)

doublej <3

prentiss stop i'm feeling things

italiandad Love you guys.

[luuxxart]

almost forgot to post my comic for the @onedayakeshuake here !!!!

leftover sales end Sept. 30th, so if you want to hold our old man art in your hands, grab your copies today!!!

[fallbhind]

MAE'S ONE THOUSAND CELEBRATION

i started in jun and here i am late nov. with one thousand followers. suprised you guys stuck around so long to listen to my rambles about men 'n women in between, and liking my stories that are so rushed im suprised there any good. thank u guys sm—I hope u have a wonderful thanksgiving as well. <3

but on another note come celebrate w me by sending an emoji. fandoms, people 'n misc characters can be found at the bottom. i hope u have such a great time during this period of celebrations !!

[ 📖 ] a night time story ──── includes a blurb with a person / character of your choice + any prompt that comes to your mind. scroll to the bottom to find a list of characters 'm doin'.

[ 💐 ] smelling the flowers ──── includes giving a little a bit about yourself and i'll tell you what two-three songs for you best.

[ 🍪 ] fresh baked chocolate chip cookie ──── includes headcannons of the !character of your choice.

[🍦 ] ice cream sweetooth ──── includes any !character and any kink (i.e. rafe cameron x knife play).

[ 🖼️ ] a fresh picture in the picture frame ──── (mutuals only) includes a au!reader of your choice, a pairing of your choice for a moodboard 'n headcanons

start: nov. twenty fourth ends: jan. twenty fourth

includes ,, christopher sturniolo, drew starkey, jensen ackles, matthew sturniolo.

some fandoms included.ᐟ

[supernatural / dean, sam, castiel] [outerbanks / jj, john b, pope, sarah, kiara, rafe] [the boys, gen v / soldier boy, billy butcher, hughie cambell, frenchie, m.m, kimiko, starlight (annie), victoria neuman, cate dunlap (only cate from gen v because im only on episode two of season one)] [challengers / tashi, art, patrick] [law and order: svu / elliot, olivia] [criminal minds / spencer reid, aaron hotchner, derek morgan] [the rookie / tim bradford, lucy chen]

misc characters.ᐟ charlie mayhew, patrick bateman, bucky barnes, steve rogers, rick grimes, shane walsh

[wintersxani]

Can I request a soulmate! au one, where Emily is the reader's soulmate and the reader is a single parent to a small girl (maybe abt 4)

And the rest of the team is the reader's platonic soulmates but she didn't know cause she thought she doesn't have soulmate she just think that they are protective by nature

The reader's completely oblivious abt the whole thing

𝐈𝐭'𝐬 𝐲𝐨𝐮 | Emily Prentiss x fem soulmate!reader

Warning(s): nothing :)

Word count: 729

Characters: Emily Prentiss, Penelope Garcia, David Rossi, Jennifer Jareau, Spencer Reid, Aaron Hotchner, Derek Morgan, Jack Hotchner, Henry LaMontagne

Summary: After thinking you're the exception to finding a soulmate, you meet yours, Emily Prentiss, after a mix-up. Shortly after, you find your platonic soulmates.

A/N: I actually didn't know about soulmate au's until this request, so I had to do a little bit of research to learn about it! Hope this short but sweet fic satisfies your request and as always, thank you sm for sending one! <3

For years the world had been so dull. You knew everyone was destined for a soulmate, but it felt as if you were the exception. You couldn't help but be jealous of those couples who were destined to be together, living so blissfully joyful. There had been someone you had thought had been the one for you, but he faded off, leaving you to raise your now four-year-old daughter alone.

Though the world was dull, and days tended to be lonely, your daughter Adalyne was the light of your life. Raising her was hard on your own, but by now you were used to it. You were unsure anyone would ever come into your life now that you were a single mother, but you didn't let that deter you from trying to get out there and find your person.

Since you were a little girl, you'd dream of a dark-haired woman. She glowed so brightly and had this essence about her that felt... right. Like the missing piece to the puzzle. When you'd wake, you could never remember her face, just her hair, and her vivid aura. You never understood this reoccurring dream until Emily Prentiss stood in front of you at a coffee shop, holding your coffee cup.

It had been a mistake, seeing as she hadn't checked if her cup was the one on the left or the right. After apologizing for the mishap, you watched as she talked to your daughter in a way that made you smile so large. She had a motherly energy herself, but something in your gut verified that she wasn't. As she introduced herself, the two of you shook hands, and that's when you knew.

It had been like the world exploded with light, colors intensifying on every surface around; the realization that the woman in front of you was your soulmate was overwhelming, leaving you short of breath as your hands remained clasped together. Both your guys' eyes were wide as your lips laid agape, and the woman from your dream now had a face- that woman was in front of you. "It's you-" You breathed, trying to catch your breath as every emotion intensified. "You're my soulmate." A smile spread across both of your faces as the love sparking between you only grew, as had the light in the world. Adalyne had loved her in an instant, knowing herself that the two of you were tethered together by fate.

The two of you were married not to long after, having a beautiful ceremony. Then was when she introduced you to her team, and they had immediately taken to you. Penelope had smothered you with hugs and love, being the first to welcome you to their found family. David had been next, offering to pay for yours and Emily's honeymoon. He would become a father figure to both of you, providing a grand-father figure to Adalyne. Jennifer and Spencer came like a package, as had Derek and Aaron following. Jack, Henry, and Adalyne would have playdates all the time, usually at Rossi's home where all of you could sit back and relax after they'd come back from a case.

Quality time had been something all of you really favored, more specifically together. In your previous years, you weren't much of a people-person, needing a break after socializing with a couple people. You valued distance over anything. Now, you didn't know how you had gone through life without the 7 of them in it. Every waking moment they were free, you were with them. Whether it be one-on-ones or the whole group, being with all of them made you feel complete. Your safety and comfortability were always at the top of their lists. You thought it was just protective nature, seeing as the work they do every day was no easy task, nor was it safe. Being involved with an FBI agent automatically put you at risk, but that hadn't stopped Emily and her team from keeping you safe.

Emily loved seeing you so happy around her teammates, and it didn't take long for her to realize that they were your platonic soulmates. Having six was extremely rare, let alone one. You had been oblivious to their nature, never questioning how you'd know what they were thinking or feeling more than half the time. You just knew that they were what you were missing, and now, you were complete.

𝐌𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭 | 𝐂𝐫𝐢𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐚𝐥 𝐌𝐢𝐧𝐝𝐬 𝐌𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭

[luveline]

i recently read your bombshell!reader x spencer reid and it blew my mind how well the characters were written. i've never even watched that show, but i felt like i had. and also like i was in the au you created. it was crazy.

i found out why i like you as a writer so much. you have a way of perfectly weaving the characteristics of a specific type of person with the canon features of a character. it's like a sense you have. like because you what type of characteristics single dads can have, and you know what kind of characteristics eddie has, you know how to blend them in a way that makes us feel like we're reading a character we already know, when in reality, singledad!eddie by luveline is yours. he didn't exist in our minds before you wrote him, but we know him. we know him because someone like him has existed before, and you understand him enough to make us see him in someone else.

If you ever feel like you don't know if you'll be able to keep this up forever, or you wonder if we'll get tired of ur writing, or whatever, just know you actually can't lose your sense of understanding. The way you understand people and how they interact with each other has nothing to do with writing. That's just who you are. You write so well because you understand so much about people, and writing only makes you more versed in human interaction.

You aren't capable of writing something bad. Even if you don't like it, it's not bad. Even if we don't like it, it's not bad. And that's not a standard you have to live up to, it's just the truth. You're a writer who searches for truth in the human condition, and that can't ever be bad.

you posted that one time about writer's yips, and i always think about it when i'm reading your stuff. i understand why you experience it because everyone praises you and builds you up so much, but don't be scared. even if you do stop writing, or you get a block, or you can't feel a spark anymore, it's okay. it might come back or it might not. you'll always have the understanding, though. 🫶

also no pressure to answer this cuz ik it posts publicly and it might be too personal or whatevzies but i don't mind! i just want you to know :)

thank you 😭 you know I teared up when I first read this because I forgot all about my yips!!! It was a lot of pressure I put on myself when I first realised I had an audience to maintain it, but these days I’m lucky because people will read even my worst stuff!! I think I feel really deeply and I’m always thinking about other peoples feelings even though I misunderstand everything it feels like, it’s nice to know you think I can understand the human condition and that you get that sense when reading, I really hope I can keep writing forever and have it be stuff you like! It’s actually pretty much my favourite part of writing to figure out how a character would deal with something and why they’d experience it differently than another, so I’m even happier it goes down well with you sweetheart!! Thank you sm for reading and for giving me such a nice pep talk about it I feel very lucky and loved

[reidsfavoritegirl]

Promoting my favorite bots that I keep coming back to over and over again because they deserve recognition 🗣️

(⁠｡⁠･⁠ω⁠･⁠｡⁠)⁠ﾉ⁠♡ 6 Spencer, 1 Elle, 1 Penelope, 1 Hotch, 1 Matt, 1 Luke

Ivy-league stolen kisses by BKGSRIOT - college au (I think, I have bad memory) where the lights at ur brother's place go out and ygs sneak off to kiss I love him he's such a nerd

In the hospital after a case by BKGSRIOT - this one's self explanatory but again he's such a nerd I love him

I can fix him, no really, I can by @willowsblanket - post-maeve, the two of you are at one of rossis house parties but you snuck off to the backyard to dance and its so cute and i love him and i love this bot

https://share.character.ai/Wv9R/ysaainvp

You got your wisdom teeth removed (THIS WAS MY FIRST REQUEST 🗣️🗣️) by @virgil-says-things - self explanatory too you got your wisdom teeth removed he's so cute 😭 I keep saying that but I can't help it he's the cutiest of patooties

Work song by @/willowsblanket again!! - it's literally just him coming home to you after a long case and he's so deeply in love with you and. I love him

Early mornings by @mrwxrldwide - that's literally it. Early mornings with elle, neither of you have to work, she's clingy it's so cute I miss Elle Elle pls come home

Psych eval by junomakesbots - that's just it, psych eval with hotch

Late alarm by @julesssyy - the one scene where he sleeps through his alarm or whatever and his wife doesn't wake him up do you guys know what I'm talking about?? It's that scene

Post prison by @/willowsblanket (again!!) - nobody's telling you why he won't contact you and refuses to let you visit in prison, so you decide to confront him when he finally comes home (I've sobbed so hard over this by the way.)

He needs you to be safe by @/julesssyy - you got shot in the shoulder while trying to negotiate with an unsub this one is sm fun I love stressing him out

Ordered to stay behind with her by @/virgil-says-things - you were injured during the last case and so you're staying behind with Garcia AND SHES SO CUTE SHE DOESNT GET ENOUGH LOVE. I LOVE YOU PENELOPE GARCIA ALSO SHE MADE YOU COOKIES.

Oops Tumblr says I can't add more links guys 🤕

[luvs4matt]

What do you think ab professor!matt?

Would you write something on it or is it not your thing?

Also ily sm 🫶🫶

i think i would! i recently started a professor!spencer reid au so i think i would be comfortable making something with professor!matt

[wheelsupin-five]

Temptation Tuesday!!

I was tagged by @fatedbuddie thank you sm I am obsessed w this tag game jfjdjfj

Rules: share something about an idea you have/something that's speaking to you/an au you'd like to see and are considering writing/etc. etc. Basically anything that is tempting you away from your current wips!

I literally have so many different cm au ideas that are rattling around my brain and they all have good spencer angst <3

BUT I wanna write an unsub reid fic soooooooo bad. I literally have no idea what the plot would be but Cat manipulates him and get him back on drugs as a means to control him and gets him to do all her dirty work while also ensuring the BAU stay clear of them,, I literally only have the tiniest snippet of it in my head which this grew from which is them finishing up a job (taking place after the BAU find out and they are on the run) and Spencer kisses her and tastes blood and is like 'you're hurt' but then Cat says something like 'oh, dont worry it's only your blood' anyways I literally want to write cat/spencer so bad bc they would just be so fucked up and interesting <33

I'm doing this super late so I'm not tagging anyone but concider yourself tagged if you want to do this !!!

[jhopezwrld]

spencer reid x famous!reader instagram au

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therealyn: days off with him>>anything else

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jennjareau: pls make sure he eats at least one vegetable while he’s with u

↳ therealyn: yes mom 🫡

iheartyn: not sure if im jealous of him or her…

penelopeee: i miss you queen come see me asap

↳therealyn: omw to ur house rn pen don’t move

arianagrande: mom and dad vibes

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spencerreid: I love you forever and ever, my superstar.

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penelopeee: IM CRYING YOU GUYS ARE SO CUTE

paparossi: She’s a keeper. Proud of you kiddo ❤️

↳ spencerreid: Thank you, Dave :)

em.ily: y/n and spencer sittin in a tree… 😏

↳ spencerreid: I still don’t know what this means.

↳ therealyn: babe you’re such a grandpa omg

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therealyn: my happy place. i love you all more than anything <3

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roses_are_rosie: soooooo good 💓

↳ therealyn: love you ro 💐

chocolatethunder: Proud of you mama 😉❤️

spencerreid: You’re amazing. I love you.

↳ therealyn: i love you even more, spence

↳ ynbemygf: AWWWWW GOALS

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therealyn: dinner with my favs. 📸 by @ jennjareau ❤️

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a_hotchner: It was great seeing you again 😊

↳ therealyn: you too!! 🤗

sabrinacarpenter: y/n babe i’m obsessed with you

spencerreid: ❤️

em.ily: you’re my new favorite

[beware-of-you-98]

god i’m so attached to BAU college professors already so fuck it, random hcs before i start to write for the other characters ✨

when spencer is stressed, he goes to emily’s office and lays on the floor with sergio

the first time emily catches him doing it, she just came back from the restroom and saw him laying on the floor with sergio on his chest

she just kinda stared for a long time before eventually tiptoeing around them and went back to her desk to grade exams

emily always has music playing when she’s in her office

sometimes it’s lo-fi music

other times, she endulges in early 2000s emo playlists on spotify

if she’s in her office during late nights, her favorite thing to do is just lay back in her chair with sergio purring on her chest while rhiannon by fleetwood mac plays on a loop (can confirm that’s v soothing from experience)

spencer has a fidget cube he has on him at all times

he gets self conscious if he talks with his hands, so he plays with the cube a lot during lectures

he sometimes sits in derek or penelope’s office with clooney, but he never lays on the floor with the dog like he does with sergio

he mostly likes jj’s office bc it’s the most calming environment for him (the mister helps relax him and she even invests in a small motorized waterfall that helps him calm down even more)

emily visits jj every day just to talk with her

(she has the biggest crush on her but is always too chicken to do anything)

(derek teases her about it)

(its okay though because jj also has the biggest crush on her and penelope teases her for not doing anything about it)

god the pinning between them is so frustrating to everyone in their group but they don’t want to meddle

they’ll let jj and emily figure things out on their own, no matter how much their obliviousness pains them

(plus hotch said no meddling so they’re not allowed lmaoooo)

derek is bi and he was closeted for so, so long because he was ashamed of himself and his feelings

penelope helped so much to help him accept himself and learn that there was absolutely nothing wrong with him

some days, he’ll just lean his forehead against penelope’s shoulder and silently thank every divine being that she’s in his life

she’s his best fucking friend 🥺 and he’s so grateful for her 🥺

he’s her absolute world and she loves him so much 🥺🥺🥺🥺

penelope sits on the floor in derek’s office by his every single day after her classes so he can play with her hair

or she’ll cuddle with him in her office

her favorite thing to do is come to the classroom she teaches her studio class in to paint with derek

they both find it so relaxing and calming

it took hotch so long to become comfortable with the rest of the group

he joined lunches and hang outs outside of campus reluctantly at first bc he was so wary

and he never feels like he fits in

but then the others do little things to reassure him that he’s a part of their group and that they love him

if the others are talking and she notices hotch is quieting down to distance himself, jj easily coaxes him back into the conversation with a warm, reassuring smile

derek always asks him to team up with him to play bar games

penelope visits him every other day to check in on him and ask about jack (his son is such an easy topic to talk about and he’s always smiling talking about him)

spencer comes by his office sometimes just to talk

emily always reassures him that the group loves having him around bc she knows how he can get

the others respect him, and yeah, at first he intimidated the hell out of them, but now they don’t know what they would do if hotch wasn’t in their group

rossi holds “family dinners” every other sunday

some days, he’ll do it on campus

other days, he’ll do it at his mansion

(derek swears he only does it there sometimes just to flex on the rest of them smh)

he hides the wine for family dinner nights on campus in emily’s desk

(emily pretends she doesn’t know it’s there)

jj comes to campus like three hours early and spends at least an hour in the gym

or she jogs on the forest trails that conect all over campus (it’s in the middle of nowhere lmao)

derek trains her in self defense every friday

(she’s getting pretty good if she does say so herself—she pinned him in their most recent session)

(he hyped her up so much for it because he was so fucking impressed)

[kneworder]

I literally can’t get over how adorable @themetaphorgirl​‘s boarding school AU, Patron Saint of Lost Causes is, so here’s my three faves as boarding school babes!! plus a lil scene inspired by the insanely fluffy pillow fort drabble!!

[spoookymuulders]

you make my heart beat like the rain

read it on ao3 here total word count: 32,407 chapter word count: 2,772 WARNINGS: none for this chapter

chapter nine. your eyes look like coming home. in which they celebrate as a family.

           November

           Thanksgiving never gets easier. None of the holidays do, really, but Christmas and Thanksgiving are the worst.

           This is their third Thanksgiving without Haley and their second away from the rest of their family. Hotch doesn’t have a family to go visit or to come visit them, and Haley’s father has never liked him (he made that clear the day they met), so he’d never even consider coming to visit. Jess would come, but she’s spending the holiday with her father and fiancee, so it would just be Hotch and Jack again if they hadn’t found the rest of their little family here.

           He used to kind of hate it, having next to no one to spend their holidays with. But then they’d moved to Callahan, and met the rest of their little found family, and Dave had insisted that they join everyone for Thanksgiving at the ranch (not that it was his ranch to invite anyone to, but Spencer wouldn’t mind, Dave had assured Hotch when he had asked). And Callie is joining them this year, riding to the ranch with him and Jack, and just the thought of her makes his heart flutter which is something he still hasn’t addressed.

           Callie is upstairs now with Jack, helping him finish getting his little tie on. He insisted on wearing it, telling his father he wanted to look more grown-up, and Hotch had indulged him without complaint or argument. Perching on the arm of the couch, he pulls the photo of himself, Haley, and Jack off the mantle, his eyes roaming over it slowly. Engrossed as he is in the photograph, he doesn’t hear Callie and Jack come down the stairs.

           “Jack, why don’t you go grab the stuff out of the fridge, you think you can do that?” Callie asks softly, crouching beside the boy. He nods, grinning at her, and bounds away, leaving Callie to hover in the doorway of the living room. She watches Hotch for a moment, chewing at the inside of her lip nervously before calling his name softly. He doesn’t seem to hear her at first, but looks up when she repeats his name.

           She pads into the room, brushing Hotch’s shoulder gently. He clears his throat quickly and looks up, offering a small half-smile that doesn’t quite reach his eyes. Callie moves her hand from his shoulder to cup his cheek gently, brushing her thumb along his cheekbone, and he closes his eyes, exhaling softly. He can feel a lump forming in his throat and he tries to swallow it down, tries to focus on anything else; the feel of the picture frame in his hands, the sounds of Jack in the kitchen, the scent of Callie’s floral perfume.

           Callie stands with him like that for a few minutes, smiling gently when he lifts a hand to cover hers lightly.

           “The holidays are hard.” He says quietly. Callie nods, stepping closer and Hotch reaches up to put the photo back on the mantle. She lets her hand drop from his cheek, but his fingers find hers almost absently, curling around them. “They hurt a little less, but they don’t get any easier.” He exhales unsteadily, wiping at his eyes roughly, and Callie brushes a hand through his hair gently.

           “Aaron.” She says softly, her heart aching for him. Hotch’s breath catches in his throat - it’s the first time she’s called him by his first name. He looks up, his eyes shining with so many unshed tears, and as Callie wraps her arms around him he lets them fall, pressing his face to her shoulder. She steps between his legs, one hand cupping the back of his head gently as he cries, and she closes her eyes, resting her cheek to his hair. He sniffles and shifts after a few minutes, and Callie lets her hands slide to cup his cheeks as he looks up at her. Brushing her thumbs under his eyes carefully, she wipes his tears and gives him a small smile.

           “You’re not alone.” She murmurs, searching his dark eyes. “You know that, right? I’m here. And everyone else, too, we’re here for you and Jack.”

           Hotch offers a small smile and nods, brushing Callie’s wrists gently. Before she can think or talk herself out of it, she leans down and presses a kiss to his forehead lightly. Hotch closes his eyes, sighing softly as Callie steps back and lowers her hands to his shoulders.

           “I’m gonna get Jack into the car. Come out when you’re ready.” She says softly. Hotch nods, watching Callie as she slips away and meets Jack in the hall, taking the pie tin from him. As they bounce out of the house, Hotch sighs again and looks up at the photo on the mantle one last time.

           “You’d like her, Haley.” He says to the air, his voice soft. “Jack does. I do, too. I hope that’s okay.”

           He closes his eyes, and for a moment he thinks he smells Haley’s perfume and feels the gentle brush of fingers against his cheek. When he opens them again, he is alone, but his heart feels lighter.

****

           Dean Martin is crooning from the record player in the living room, and Spencer has been banned from the kitchen with the reminder that last time he tried to help cook a holiday meal, they ended up having to order Chinese food. Zoe, however, is a welcome addition according to Dave. Finding out she had Italian blood on her maternal grandfather’s side had sealed the deal, and she hovers at the stove with a dish towel tossed over one shoulder, humming along as she stirs at the boiling potatoes.

           “Let ‘em get nice and soft, they’ll be easier to mash.” Dave tells her as he passes. Zoe nods, smiling up at him, and catches Spencer’s eye with a raised brow as he pokes his head in.

           “I’m just checking in.” He says, pouting at her. Zoe laughs softly and pads across the room, leaning over to peck a kiss against Spencer’s cheek lightly. He smiles at that, turning his head to catch her lips gently and leaning away when he hears Dave’s voice.

           “Quit flirting with my sous chef!” He commands, waving his towel at Spencer. Spencer laughs, protesting that it’s his kitchen. “Not on holidays it’s not!”

           Zoe giggles and waves Spencer out of the kitchen, watching him go with a small smile. Shaking her head fondly, she turns back to the stove.

           “He treating you right?” Dave asks suddenly. Zoe blinks at the question, looking up and nodding. “Good. He’s a good kid, it’s nice to see him happy. And you.” Zoe smiles shyly, hunching her shoulders just so as she sips at her wine.

           “He’s the best.” She says softly. Dave smiles a little and nods, leaning over to check on the turkey.

           “Not much more we can do in here for now. Why don’t you go out to the living room?” He says, waving a hand. Zoe nods, setting her towel down and smoothing her skirt absently as she pads out of the kitchen. Spencer is in the living room, seated in one of the armchairs as he plays a game of checkers against Henry. Zoe perches on the arm of the chair and Spencer winds an arm around her automatically, his fingers brushing along her hip lightly.

           Her heart flutters as she settles an arm around Spencer’s shoulder and plays with the ends of his hair gently. They haven’t exactly established what they are , but she’s okay with that for the moment. She’s been spending more and more time at the ranch, getting to know his routine here and helping with the animals, and they’ve been out on a handful of dates. He understands her need to take things slow and doesn’t push, and she appreciates that more than she can say.

           The doorbell chimes cheerfully and she slides to her feet, squeezing Spencer’s shoulder as she slips away to answer it. When she opens it, she greets Callie and the Hotchners with a smile, hugging Jack tightly when he flings his arms around her waist. She rubs his back and watches him run off to find Henry and Spencer, turning back to Hotch and Callie with a grin. Hotch offers a small smile of his own as he slips into the kitchen to set down the food they’ve brought, and Zoe watches him go, brows furrowed as she glances at Callie.

           “He’s having kind of a rough day.” Callie tells her softly. “We talked about it a little before we came. Holidays are hard.”

           Zoe nods slowly, taking Callie’s coat and hanging it in the hall closet - she doesn’t know much about what happened with Hotch’s wife, only that she’s passed and he and Jack moved to Callahan not long afterwards. She and Callie stand side-by-side for a moment, taking in the domestic scene before them - Jack joining in on the game of Go Fish with Spencer and Henry, Hotch taking a glass of scotch from Dave, JJ and Emily chattering by the front window with Abby and Penelope - and Zoe feels her heart lift. She’s found a home she realizes - not just in Callahan, but in the people she’s come to think of as her family in the few short months she’s been here. She’s never really thought of home as being people rather than a place, but it makes sense in a way.

           She’s always heard the saying home is where the heart is . As her gaze falls on Spencer and he looks up to meet her eyes, smiling warmly at her, she finally understands it.

****

           They gather around the picnic tables Spencer has outside on the patio for occasions like this, everyone talking and laughing while they set food out. Once everyone is settled, Dave stands at the end of the table, grinning broadly at all of them and announcing that they’re going to go around and say what they’re thankful for. Matt and Kristy are thankful for each other and their family’s health, Luke is thankful for Roxy, Hotch is thankful for Jack and the people he’s growing up with. They continue around the table like this and Zoe, seated between Spencer and JJ, feels a lump in her throat as her turn nears.

           When JJ finishes telling everyone how thankful she is for Will and Henry and everyone’s eyes fall on Zoe, she clears her throat quietly and shifts in her seat. Spencer squeezes her knee under the table and she shoots him a small smile, fiddling with her napkin absently.

           “I’m thankful for..” She pauses, looking around the table and swallowing tears. “I’m thankful for all of this. For the opportunity of this new job, for moving here, for meeting all of you. For being surrounded by people I love.” A stray tear drips down her cheek and she laughs sheepishly, wiping it away quickly. Spencer smiles gently, winding an arm around her shoulder and kissing her temple lightly before taking his turn. JJ squeezes her arm and smiles. Zoe sniffles quietly and returns the smile, leaning into Spencer lightly as he talks.

           Dinner passes without incident, and Zoe feels herself opening up more and more as their meal goes on. Everyone is cracking jokes and laughing brightly and chattering eagerly about other plans they have. Zoe is in the middle of it all, in the middle of this strange little found family that they’ve all created together, and she loves it.

           Once everyone has left for the evening and Zoe has showered, she pads into the bedroom and collapses next to Spencer, and scoots as close as she can, tucking herself into his side. He wraps an arm around her as he sets his book aside, glancing down at her with a smile. She returns it, leaning up to peck his cheek gently and resting her head against his chest. He brushes his fingers through the ends of her two carefully plaited French braids, humming.

           “I’ve always been intrigued by braiding.” He muses suddenly, and Zoe laughs softly.

           “What a strange thing to be intrigued by.” She teases gently. Spencer removes his fingers from her hair to poke her side once, grinning when she giggles.

           “I just think they’re interesting.” He says, shrugging one shoulder carefully, his fingers finding their way to the end of a braid again. “There are so many different kinds. And people do so much with them - braiding hair, weaving. Friendship bracelets.”

           “I’m gonna make you a friendship bracelet.” Zoe says, looking up at him. He laughs softly, nodding.

           “I’ll make you one too. But you’ll have to teach me how to do it.”

           “I think that can be arranged.”

           They lapse into silence, the crickets and their slow, steady breathing providing a gentle soundtrack to the night.

           “I’m thankful for you.” She says after a few minutes, her voice soft in the quiet night air. Spencer glances down at her and tips his head as she continues, cheeks flushing. “I’m thankful that you’re so patient and kind and gentle. And that you make me feel safe.”

           Spencer watches her for a moment, then smiles tenderly. He dips his head, catching her lips and kissing her softly.

           “I’m thankful for you, too.” He murmurs. Zoe smiles against his lips as he kisses her again, and decides that if home is a person, he is her home.

****

           By the time they return to the bed and breakfast, Jack is asleep in the backseat, his head lolling to one side, cranberry sauce still smeared along his cheek. Hotch parks and climbs out, watching as Callie slides out of her seat and opens Jack’s door. She scoops him out of his seat carefully, shushing him softly when he stirs and humming to him as he settles his head against her shoulder. She smiles softly at Hotch as she carries Jack inside and up the stairs to his room where she lays him in bed. Hotch comes in as she’s taking Jack’s shoes off and setting them at the foot of his bed and hands her a washcloth. Still humming softly, she wipes the cranberry sauce off Jack’s cheek delicately, then settles the blanket over him and slips out as Hotch kisses his son goodnight.

           They pad downstairs together, Callie stretching as they move onto the porch. She looks up at Hotch with a small smile, nudging him lightly.

           “Thanks for letting me ride with you.” She says softly. Hotch nods and leans against the railing, watching the stars wink in the sky before turning his gaze back to her. She rocks on her feet for a moment, fiddling with the hem of her jacket and clearing her throat. “I should head home, it’s late.”

           Hotch nods again, still watching her.

           “If you and Jack wanna hang out again, gimme a call.” She says with a small smile. Another nod. Callie nods back and zips her coat halfway before heading for the stairs. Before she steps down, Hotch reaches out and catches her wrist gently. She looks up, biting the inside of her lip as he watches her.

           “Don’t go.” He says softly. Callie moves to stand in front of him and he releases her wrist, letting his fingers tangle with hers instead. “Stay with us. With me.”

           Callie smiles tenderly, squeezing his fingers gently, and nods. She moves to stand between his legs like she had earlier, and his fingers untwist from hers, his hand coming up instead to tuck a lock of hair behind her ear as it flutters in the wind. His palm settles against her cheek gently, his thumb brushing along her cheekbone as he leans closer.

           “Stay with me.” He breathes again.

           “As long as you want.” Callie whispers.

           His other hand comes up then, cradling her face between them delicately as he kisses her. She sighs against his mouth, her hands settling against his broad chest as his slide from her cheeks. He pulls her closer, presses her flush against him, his hands splayed against her back. The butterflies that have been building in his stomach for months now explode into a full-on swarm, and he thinks that if he’s not careful, they could lift him right off the ground.

           He’d be okay with that, he thinks as he pulls back to catch his breath and Callie looks up at him with a soft smile. She holds his heart in her hands, he realizes, and as he leans down to kiss her again, he decides that he’s absolutely and perfectly fine with that.

[ddejavvu]

hii! can i get a medical doctor spencer reid treating sick yn after refusing to go to the hospital?

thank you! i love ur writings sm <3

today is multiverse monday! send me any au you can think of :)

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The first thing that you hear when your eyes flutter open is the steady beeping of a heart monitor. It's a familiar sound to you, but you realize quickly that you're in the hospital bed this time, and that wasn't normal.

You try not to panic, knowing from experience working as a nurse that panicking never helps. Your fingers quickly press the 'help' button, scanning the room groggily for any clues as to why you were hospitalized.

Your senses begin coming back to you, and you feel a stuffy nose, a sore throat, and chills down your spine. You can't make out any of the heinously scribbled writing on the paperwork by the door, so you don't know for sure, but you'd guess you were in for a cold.

"I promise I'll sleep extra early tonight," A terrible impression of your voice comes from the doorway, and your eyes shift to lock onto the exasperated man standing there.

"Doctor-"

"Spencer," He shakes his head, "I trusted you."

"I did sleep early!"

"What does early mean to you, Y/N?" He strides into the room, standing unimpressed at the foot of your bed, his arms crossed across his chest.

"I was asleep before midnight."

"You get here by six in the morning. You need to be asleep before ten, at least."

"Yes, Doctor." You teasingly use his formal title, a smirk curling onto your face at the warning look he gives you.

"You seem to have worked yourself sick, Y/N," He continues, spinning a chair by your bed around and straddling it, leaning towards you over the back, "You'll need to stay here until you're better."

"Spencer," You finally relent, not missing the way that his gaze softens at his first name, "I'll be okay. I'll be lights out by nine, I swear. But I shouldn't be taking up a bed here, please just let me go."

"Absolutely not!" It seems despite his momentary lapse of sternness, your words had agitated him, "You'll go home and do the exact same thing that you've been doing, and work yourself sick. If you stay here, I can monitor you, I can make sure you sleep enough."

"But I don't want to be here! I understand why patients are eager to get the hell out," You glance wearily around at the familiar white walls, "It's depressing in here."

"Well I'll make sure to bring my joke book to read you a bedtime story," Spencer joked, standing as his name was called down the hallway.

"I'll be back to bring you your dinner," He gestured at the clock above the door as he walked back out of it, "Try to get some rest!"

[waltenfiled]

MATTHEW'S FIC REC PROPAGANDA | #1 | 28 / 9 / 22

Within the simple yes of my beloved @lolihavenoideawhatiamdoing , here are my fics recs as of 28th september, 2022 ^___^ w/ mentions and links for easy access,

read the warnings and stay safe <3

CRIMINAL MINDS

construct of time by @katytheinspiredworkaholic | A.H / S.R | Historical AU , Time Travel , 1920's Detective Sleuth , Science and Alchemy , No Haley or Jack , Slow Burn , Action/Adventure , Mystery , History within History , Inaccuracies abound , Some time period typical homophobia and racism and sexism , Self Beta'd

days break, but nights fall by welfycat | GEN but S.R-centric

The year is 1924, half a decade after the first World War, and a few years before the Great Depression would devastate the nation. It is a time of contradiction: the modernist uprising of science and innovation, met with a traditionalist, fearful desire to cling to the past in a fast-evolving, urbanist society.

And on this morning in Washington D.C. an unmarked package is left outside the office of Aaron 'Hotch' Hotchner, P.I., with a note simply telling him to find the rest, and a substantial price tag attached. What he finds in this package is something he has never seen before, hundreds of years old, and he barely knows where to start trying to find more like it. Ultimately he is pointed towards someone that may just have a clue what to do with his charge: a Classics Historian working in the basements of the Smithsonian, Dr. Spencer Reid.

Together, what they discover sends them on a break-neck chase across the city, searching for a mysterious collection of powerful artifacts, and the people that are trying to sell them. Forever changing everything they know about the world, the people in it, truth, lies, love, and the fragile construct of time.

Spencer is actually rather fond of the jet during the night.

blizzard by ahmose_Inarus | GEN w/ the BAU ensemble

While out on a case, the team decides that they need a treat on the way back to the hotel. The lady taking orders at Dairy Queen drive-through finds them very entertaining.

interesting findings by redscarez ( orphan account :'[ ) | A.H / D.R , D.M / S.R / A.H , P.G / J.J / E.P | The BAU Team as Family (Criminal Minds) , Background Case , Eventual Romance , Minor Original Character(s) , Season/Series 03 , Canon-Typical Violence , Literal Sleeping Together , Ambiguous Relationships , First Kiss , Love Confessions , Polyamory , Sleepovers , Tooth-Rotting Fluff

When a sociology student shadows them on a case, the BAU realizes how strange their team dynamic must seem to an outsider.

THE BLOCKS (tm)

[ @otbvinyls ] here's the queue rec list i vaguely mentioned and i recommend these cm fics so much ily , !!!! be inssne with them wif me i love them sm

carry your bones by @renchanters | FWHIP/JOEL , FWHIP & GEM , GEM & JOEL | Not RPF , Blood and Injury , Supernatural Elements , Alternate Universe - Supernatural Elements , Yearning , Pining, Mutual Pining , Getting Together , Confessions , Love Confessions , Swearing , Hurt/Comfort , Major Character Injury

the continued adventures of the boatem road trip by @theminecraftbee | GEN w/ the Boatem Crew | Moon's Big , cosmic horror, Existential Horror , Body Horror , silly road trip shenanigans :D , Cannibalism , The Void , Crack Treated Seriously , Crack and Angst , Non-Consensual Body Modification

Joel is bleeding out in the passenger seat of his car. fWhip has one hand on the wheel, the other squeezing Joel’s shoulder, and he’s trying desperately not to look over. The night is dark around them and the tree line on either side of the countryside road is claustrophobic. Joel groans and squeezes his arm around the wound across his stomach, where he’s got fWhip’s discarded flannel pressed against him.

OR

supernatural au. joel tries REALLY hard not to die. fwhip REALLY doesn’t want him to die.

have a kiss (and the candy, too) by @branzypierce | FWHIP/JOEL | Angst and Hurt/Comfort , Heavy Angst , Fluff without Plot , Not RPF , Swearing , Mildly Suggestive , Additional Warnings in Author's Notes , One Shot Collection , Canon Related Crossover , Unreliable Narrator , Alternate Universe