#spencer reid is a bottom

[ifyoulikeitornot-xox]

Okay so I'm kinning Spencer Reid so much rn that I NEED to rp as him-

I'm so down if anyone has any Male OCs they wanna ship him with!

Bisexual Reid is canon to me but I heavily prefer bxb rps. Also Reid is a bottom, power bottom at MOST 💀🤣

[hotwritergf]

Spencer had only been in an orgasm denial punishment for 3 days. But such a smart mind seeps away when he’s horny, leaving him nothing but a mindless submissive.

When you walked through the door, he practically jumps at you. Wrapping his arms behind your neck, nuzzling his face into the side of your throat. He breathes in your perfume and that’s when you feel it. His needy boner poking into your thigh, begging to be acknowledged. A smirk plasters over your face and you run your fingers through his unruly curls, your nails scratching softly against his scalp. Letting out a chuckle when you notice the goosebumps appearing on his wrists. Your boyfriend was always so worked up over so little touch.

He whimpers, a noise you’d listen to all day if you could. “Already baby? I’ve only just gotten through the door.” You speak, your words sickly sweet in his ear. “You said three days.” Spencer whines, “please.. I’ve been so good.” Your hand grips onto his thigh, bringing his tutting against yourself to a holt. Sliding your fingers up and over his bulge, tracing your index finger over the tip of his clothed cock. You can only imagine how he’s weeping for you, leaking into his boxers under your manicure.

“If you want me to touch you, you’ll need to beg.” You murmur, your dimples peeking into your skin from your smug, beaming smile. “P-please…” Spencer whines, pulling your shirt down and making light work of your bra. His lips latching onto the flesh of your breast before he swirls his tongue over your hardened nipple. “What’s the magic word Spence?” You tease, your voice full of playfulness and dominance. “Please, Mommy?” He responds like clockwork, feeding into your soft domination.

“There’s my good boy.” You speak before pushing him onto his knees, looking up at you through his already dampened eyelashes. His eyes full of hope and need, ready to be owned and used by his mommy.

[eatingoutmen]

The thought about men who look so hot wearing glasses, and you complimenting him on how pretty he looks wearing them, seeing them get all flustered and shy by your compliments gets you so riled up. It lead to you completely making out with them while their glasses are still on their face. And ordering them to get on their knees and give you a blowjob, while the glasses stay on his pretty face. He whimpers while nodding his head softly on your bold request.

The thought of him on his knees giving you the best blowjob ever while he wore his glasses, the glint of desire in your eyes reflected back at them; It turned him on so much. And then you telling them to lay down on his back and spread his leg open showing his pretty pussy, it heightened his arousal even more,

As your cock pounded him so aggressively; you can see his glasses almost slipping of his face and his lenses clouding with fog, the way his legs were wrapped around your waist and arching his back further, or the way his words were so incoherent. “Look at you, already a mess…” you whisper softly as you put your hand his glasses, adjusting it perfectly…

You can tell he’s nearing his orgasm, because of the way how his moans and whimpers grew louder; filling the room’s atmosphere. He never fails to get you so addicted from him, you had him bucking up into your touch, begging - pleading for you to keep fucking his “pretty pussy,” and you did just that. Thrusting your dick inside of him, till you came inside of him. Completely giving him his craving desire. From then on, he always wore his glasses completely whilst getting fucked by you, completely making you more riled up from him. And he loved every second of it.

[reidfucker]

he's getting in position for me 😁 !!!

[mggsv]

Tag, You’re It

gn!reader x spencer reid x derek morgan

summary: Morgan takes Spencer to his getaway spot after a case.

warnings: split roasted again babe <3, dom!morgan, sub!reid, praise kink spencer, rough fucking, throat fucking, daddy kink

finally posting this draft after like two weeks :(

“..Am..Am i doing this right?” Spencer’s voice came out in a straggled moan. His trembling hands held onto your hips while you stared right into his pretty eyes. His mouth was open, his face red and flushed. It wasn’t his first time, but man did it seem like it. “Yes-“ you moan, “I promise baby you’re doing really good, so good Spencer”

“Absolutely fine baby.”Morgan’s voice called. He stroked his cock while he watched the both of you. Spencer’s grip on your hips loosen, your legs suddenly upon his shoulders while he sped up. “Fuck- Fuck fuck you feel good..” His whimpers sped up as well, he was a mess. You found it cute. You turned your head to the side to look at Morgan’s hard leaking cock. “Daddy’s very proud of you Spencer..” you coo, sticking your tongue out for Morgan’s cock.

“Mmm..” you moan, eyes fluttering shut while he fucked your throat best he could. Your sex leaked at how filled you were- How Spencer’s cock hit that spot deep inside of you. He wasn’t very good at it, his rhythm was sloppy as he neared his orgasm, but he felt good. “Fuck that feels good..” Morgan groans, throwing his head back. Your eyes looked over his toned body, down to the thick veins lining his cock. Your sex throbbed.

“I’m gonna- I’m gonna cum. May I cum sir please?” Reid whimpers out. His thrusts slow down, you felt his hands shake while trying to keep up. You glance at his pretty pink lips as they parted, “Daddy-“

“Hold it.” Morgan says, his face concentrated as he sped up in your mouth. You choked, trying to let up at the pre cum slipping down your throat, but he held you down. “Take it baby i know you can.” his hand crept up to your throat, grasping it immediately. “Mpf-“ your eyes flutter shut, body feeling overstimulated. You focused on Spencer’s breathy moans while his sloppy thrusts got harder. You knew he was probably biting his lip trying to keep it in.

“Daddy I-“ His movements halt, moaning out loudly. Spencer’s voice broke out into a cry as he cums inside of you. Your body shuddering in reaction to the hot cum. Morgan let’s put a low moan himself, the cum hitting the back of your throat.

They both pulled out, Morgan shooting the rest of his cum on your face while Reid pumped his cock to cum on your stomach.

“You..you did good Spence.” You murmur, licking your lips. He blushed and looked at Morgan, who gave his ass a small slap afterwards.

[minoment]

bending spencer reid over and fucking him till he can’t remember his name, crying and begging for more 😍❤️🙏🏼

Writing this now bc I can't find any new Sub!Spencer fics and I'm sad.. HOPE THIS WAS WHAT YOU WERE LOOKING FOR POOKIE <3

Fuck In A Club

Pairing: Sub!Spencer Reid x Dom!Male Reader

Type: Smut-Fic

Tags/Warnings: sub spence, dom reader, male reader, fingers in a, p in a, unprotected sex (wrap it before you tap it folks), virgin spence, spit kink, size kink, begging, coming untouched, crying, dumbification, handjob, spit as lube, pre-cum as lube, belly-bulge, sex in a public place, overstimulation, sir kink, aftercare..

A/N: this is a short filthy drabble bc i need him. asks are open!

MINORS AND FEM ALIGNED DNI

NSFW UNDER CUT

"Oh fuck.. please~" Spencer whispered through breathless gasps, his face screwed up in pleasure as you bent him over the sink of the bars bathroom. "I need it so bad.."

The BAU was out for a celebratory drink after a particularly hard case and the mood was rowdy, but you were still uptight. Spencer had asked you what was wrong and you had said nothing, only dragging him to the single stall room and locking the door. This would never have gone unnoticed in a team of profilers, but everyone was at least tipsy and way past their second drink.

You thrust your finger back inside him, pushing your spit inside of him and making him lurch forward to grip onto the sink. A desperate moan escaped his lips as your other hand pushed his torso down and lifted one of his legs up so he was practically laying on the counter.

Another one of your fingers was ruthlessly pushed into his slicked up entrance, the cold metal of your rings making him choke out a cry. Both your clothes were long gone, discarded on the floor so they wouldn't get filthy with what was about to come. (pun intended..)

You scissored your fingers, making him grip the sink until his knuckles turned white.

"P-please.." he gasped, his eyes hazy and unfocused as his pretty pink tip drooled pearlescent pre-cum all over the marble counter. "I- I don't think I can.. hold on.. much longer.."

"You gonna cum from just my fingers, pretty boy?" You grunted from behind him. Your gruff gravelly voice made Spencer whimper pathetically as he nodded, doing his best to fuck himself back on your digits.

You smirked, curling your fingers into his prostate and wrapping your unoccupied hand around the base of his cock. Your grip was tight, preventing his oncoming orgasm. Spencer's eyes widened and he looked back at you through the mirror, his chest heaving.

"W-what-" Spencer started, getting cut off by another deep thrust of your fingers. A mewl of pleasure left his lips as he leant back down against the cold marble in defeat.

"Please stop t-teasing.." He mumbled, feeling you pull your finger out and removing your hands from his cock.

You said nothing, only swiping up his leaking arousal and slicking up your own shaft with it while Spencer caught his breath. You were a big man, around 6'6" and very toned. You were the brawn of the BAU and Spencer was the brains. Naturally so, your size dwarfed his.

With that in mind, the noise that left Spencers lips as you pressed your tip up against him still surprised you. He looked up at you through the mirror, big doe eyes widening in surprise as he felt the sheer girth of you start to push inside him.

"Don't worry sweetheart, I'll be gentle.." You murmured huskily in his ear, your words practically drowned out by the pornographic wails that were torn from your lover as you thrust inside him.

You were a man of few words but nonetheless, you would offer comfort in any way possible as Spencer adjusted. You wrapped your muscled, scarred arms around his smaller frame and brushed the tips of your fingers over the faint bulge in his belly. Spencer let out a squeak through his breathless pants, relaxing into your touch as you pressed gentle kisses to his shoulders.

"Y-you.. can move now.." Spencer managed, swallowing hard and leaning into the warmth of your embrace.

Your lips left warm, comforting kisses over his neck and you drew out and thrust back in. Spencer once again drowned out all of your grunts and soft praises as you set a deep, hard pace. The bathroom was filled with his gasps and moans of pleasure, the slick sound of your thick cock ravaging his insides, and the faint music of the club.

Tears of ecstasy welled up in Spencers eyes as his previous denied orgasm came rushing back with twice as much intensity. A sobbing cry of your name echoed through bathroom as he came hard, painting his chest and the mirror with thick white ropes of release.

You held him tighter and moved faster, Spencers noises now turning to incoherent babbles and pleas of euphoria.

"F-fuck s-sir... s'too much.." he choked out, his nails digging into your tattooed forearms.

A look of concern crossed your face and you slowed, about to stop. Spencer shook his head, clawing at your arms once more.

"N-No.. no n-no no.. don't stop.. feels so s'good.." He choked out, tears falling freely down his cheeks. "Please s-sir.. wanna cum.."

He was completely cock-drunk, his eyes crossing with pleasure and drool slipping from his lips as you set your pace again. You chased your own orgasm, low grunts and pants escaping you but being drowned out by Spencers cries of 'thank you' and 'please sir'.

Spencer gripped the sink as you pounded into him and made him see stars; drool, sweat, and tears soaking you both as you got close.

"Gonna cum.." You managed to growl breathlessly in his ear, reaching up to brush the pads of your fingers over his nipples.

Spencer let out another choked son of pleasure in reply, his soft brown locks drenched with sweat.

"I-inside.. inside... please.." he moaned, his voice broken and barely understandable. "Sir~"

The last lewd moan of the honorific sent you crashing over the edge. A low moan of pleasure escaped your chest as you pressed him into the counter and released. Your body flexed and convulsed as you shot ropes of thick release into the grasp of his warm, tight walls.

This new sensation sent Spencer rocketing over the edge too; a scream practically ripping from his lips. Incoherent cries left him as you gently stroked him through his high, your hips slowing.

He trembled in your grasp, his small moans and gasps echoing off the bathroom walls as he recovered. You held him close, gently lifting him off you and holding him tight.

Spencer wrapped his legs around your waist, whimpering softly as he felt your release drip from him.

"Y'such a good boy, Spencer.." You murmured, kissing the top of his head as he buried his face in your neck.

He breathed in your musky scent, closing his eyes as you wet some paper towel and began to wipe you both off. Gently, you swiped up your release that was trickling down his thigh as pressed it back inside him.

Spencer let out a soft moan, attempting to rock back against your fingers. You pulled them away though, setting him down on the clean part of the counter. You picked up his clothes, dressing him easily before yourself.

"Let's go home.." You said softly, picking Spencer back up. He snuggled into your arms, warm in his clothes. Neither of you could care less about the facts that your release was trickling into his boxers, or that you carried him out of the club and to your car, leaving the others to pay.

He was yours now and thats all you cared about..

[theseventhdimension]

Relentless Sensations

Pairing: FtM! Spencer Reid x Top! Male! Reader

Word Count: 1.1k+

DNI: Not 18+ and Fem aligned

Author's Note: Hmmmmm Overstimulation with Spencer Reid while he sits on your cock 😞😞?? Yes. Yes Indeed.

Warning! Spencer, at first, asks reader to slow down, this is not (consensual) Non Con, and I do not write it and never will.

Reader ignores this and Spencer later changes his opinion, and asks him to continue. If you are uncomfortable with this, please do not read the first four paragraphs.

"MmMph!- PleAse, Pleaseee- Just.. sLow doWn!" Spencer begged as you rubbed his clit harshly, while your dick was pressed directly into his g-spot.

Spencer's voice cracked with desperation, his pleas escaping in ragged breaths. The room seemed to close in around him, every sound amplified—the rustle of fabric sheets, the heavy panting, the frantic heartbeat echoing in his chest. Your rubbing on his pussy was relentless, rough yet precise, each movement eliciting a shudder from him.

His eyes, wide and glistening, searched for mercy, but your determination was unyielding. Pressed so intimately against him, you could feel the tremors running through his body, a symphony of raw, unfiltered sensations.

Spencer's pleas began to blur into gasps of pleasure, his body responding despite his words. Each rough stroke sent waves of intense sensation coursing through him, igniting his nerves and making his skin tingle. His breath hitched, the initial tension melting into a haze of bliss.

His mind swam with the overwhelming mix of pain and pleasure, a heady concoction that made him dizzy. The way you pressed against him, your heat seeping into his skin, only heightened the sensation. Spencer's fingers curled into the sheets -Just like yours were curled into him, electrifying- , clutching them as if they were his lifeline, his voice now a soft, broken whisper of your name. Despite his earlier protests, a part of him craved this intensity, the sheer, undeniable force of the pleasure you were giving him.

Spencer's gasps turned into broken moans, his initial resistance fading away. "Ooh God, it feELs... it feels sooo gOod," he breathed, his voice trembling with each word.

You leaned in closer, your breath hot against his ear. "I knew you'd like it," you murmured, your voice a low, seductive purr. Your movements became more deliberate, more controlled, each stroke designed to push him closer to the edge.

Spencer's eyes fluttered shut, his head falling back as he surrendered to the sensations. "Please... don't stop," he whispered, his voice barely audible. His body arched into your touch, seeking more of the pleasure that only you could give him.

"Never," you promised, your lips brushing against his skin. "I'll give you everything you want."

A flashback flickered through your mind—Spencer sitting across from you in a dimly lit room, he said he wanted to talk to you about something, urgently.

his cheeks flushed, his voice barely above a whisper, and he couldn't decide if his decision was more interesting than the ceiling.

"I've been wondering.. what it would be like," he admitted, avoiding your gaze. "To be ..completely at someone's mercy? I don't know.. how to put it, just to feel everything so intensely.."

"..What do you want from me, baby?" You lean forward, reaching over the coffee table to place a hand on his thigh, thumb stroking back and forth against his inner side.

"I want you- to push me, to make me beg, but also to make me feel... alive." That's all he could say before you jumped over the table, and onto him.

Back in the present, you intensified your touch, your movements more deliberate, each stroke designed to push him closer to the edge.

Spencer's eyes fluttered shut, his head falling back against your shoulder as he surrendered to the sensations.

Spencer's breaths came in rapid, shallow gasps, his body trembling as the pleasure built to an unbearable crescendo. His fingers clutched at the sheets, knuckles white, as he fought to hold onto the last threads of control. But your relentless touch, precise and unyielding, drove him closer and closer to the brink.

"Oh God, I'm... I'm gOIng tooo..." His voice was a strangled whisper, his eyes wide and glassy with need.

You pressed even closer, your lips brushing against his ear as you murmured, "Let go, Spence. Just let go." You cock your head to the side, in hopes of seeing his glorious expression instead of the back of his head.

With a final, desperate moan, Spencer's body arched sharply, every muscle tensing as he tipped over the edge. A wave of intense pleasure crashed over him, drowning out everything else. His mind went blank, lost in the overwhelming sensation, his cries mingling with the sound of his rapid heartbeat.

He shuddered violently around you, his body wracked with spasms as the climax tore through him, leaving him breathless and spent. As the waves of pleasure slowly subsided, he collapsed back against you, while you leaned back against the bed, his chest heaving, his skin glistening with sweat.

Spencer's body was still trembling in the aftershocks of his release, his breaths coming in shallow, erratic gasps. You could feel the rhythm of his heartbeat slowing under your touch, each beat a testament to the intensity of what he had just experienced. His skin, damp with sweat, glistened under the dim light, every inch of him still radiating the heat of passion.

You brushed a strand of hair from his forehead, your fingertips gentle and affectionate. "How are you feeling, Spencer?" you asked softly, your voice barely above a whisper, a stark contrast to the fervent intensity that had filled the room moments ago.

You stayed close, your touch gentler now, soothing him as he came down from the high. Spencer's eyes fluttered open, a soft, satisfied smile curving his lips as he looked at you, his voice a shaky whisper. "Thank you... that was... incredible."

You chuckled softly, leaning in to press a tender kiss to his temple. "Just doing my job sweetie."

As the moments passed, the intensity of the recent experience began to mellow, replaced by a deep, comforting sense of closeness. You held Spencer in your arms, his head resting against your chest, both of you savouring the aftermath of your shared ecstasy. The world outside, usually so cruel and filled with dread, seemed distant and irrelevant, the only thing that mattered was the bond you shared.

In the quiet, intimate space of your connection, words became unnecessary. The gentle rhythm of your breathing, the warmth of your bodies entwined, and the silent understanding that passed between you spoke volumes. Spencer's eyes began to droop, exhaustion claiming him, but his expression remained one of serene contentment.

"Rest, my love," you whispered, pressing a final kiss to his forehead. "I'll be right here."

[academiareid]

I hope this might make sense for someone else (esp other lesbians lmao) but I can so easily write for a favourite male character (ie Spencer Reid) cause it’s like that’s what I would do as a lesbian for another woman.

But to write about another character I’m attracted to?? (ie any character Ruby Cruz plays) impossible, I’m too into masc women to be able to write them cause it’s what I’d want them to do for ME. So I’d rather read about it, does that make sense?

And I’m LOVING all the Hazel & Kit fics but my lil lesbian brain craves more and I’m like “maybe I could write one myself”… no, no I couldn’t I’m to gay for that. I want to read the content and sit giggling and kicking my feet over lesbian shit, yknow?

[interloved]

VENUS’ DRABBLE ARCHIVE!

dark!qimir thoughts

[ssimay]

SPENCER REID WAS SUPPOSED TO BE BISEXUAL!?!! AND THEY GAVE UP ON THE BEST IDEA EVER!?!!! IM GONNA LOSE MY FUCKING MINDDDDD

[ohwowimlonley]

Wrong Number - Spencer Reid

Chapter 6 -> crying in the club

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Warnings - kinda sugardaddy!spence, reader is poor, creepy bosses

Series Synopsis - Garcia got Hotch’s new number wrong when she sent it to Spencer, leading to a new friends

Chapter Summary - spencer sorts some things out for you

Taglist - @fortheloveofwonderland @im-sure-its-fine @lilibet261 @lil-baby-nor @preciousbabypeter @frivvi0-0 @ceilingfann @mellozhi

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[piqtescue]

[reidfucker]

i need to tongue him down i mean WHAAAT who said that??? i mean i need to thrust into him i mean WHAT!!!

[fruitylittlewriter]

Hi!!

I’m quite new here but I wanted to introduce myself

I’m Ava, I’m 20 years old my pronouns are she/her and I’m a lesbian who loves to write! It’s been forever since I’ve actually gotten to do it but I love Willow (2022), bottoms, criminal minds, AGATHA ALL ALONG and lots of other stuff. If you have writing requests or just wanna say hi please don’t hesitate!

Anywaysss that’s all :))

[boxwinebaddie]

heeeeello party people!~ super bacteria uncle nina here using my silly tumblr to cope again ( my culture came back and it was...suuuuper fucking bad! like i knew it would be, lol! awesome! <3 thanks, god! )

but we're not thinking about, what were gonna think about is the time that ravenstan got a little Too tipsy topsy turvy on jerseyky boxwine,

( it's the cab sav one, fyi. i can't drink on all these Fucknut Antibiotics - they prescribed me the wrong one and i took it, if you can believe it; i luv doctors - can y'all believe i did this shit Sober? unREAL, brohs! )

and was on tiktok live, the dawn spawns of the world convinced him to do the 'White Boy Of The Month' filter bc he's too impressionable and what can i say;

The Man LOVES White Boys. ;) xxx

( helpsksdj )

so, he started doing it and was like 'nooooo, is /KYLE/ on this one?!?! You're Joking.' ( everyone said 'JK <3' because they all think they're jimmy valmer stand-up sit-down comedians, smh...but no, naught joking, Actually JK bc in my ncau-niverse, cd and the blondies gang are celebrities, so naturally they’re on A Lot of social filters )

so he was GOING to save The No.1 slot...for the no.1 slut ( if you will, ) my ginger gringo king, ceo of dark academic debauchery and bottom feeding ;), new jay's finest - literally - kyley b matthew broflovski; <33 ( buuuut! he's a reformed manhoe; so watchya mowtH! )

buuuuut x2 ( and i'd say it's a big butt, but it's not, it's ravenstan, so it's flatter than the sidewalk; luh you flat stanley ) Gaydhd Won Again and tipsy ravenstan got distracted by all the FINE ASS WHITE MEN and started getting philosophical about it ( that man put a lil too much #thot into those placings; he was born for it, soz )

had about two spots left ( the top and bottom spots; i am laughing ) figured that there was almost 'No Chance!' he would get jersey...

PUT /MATTHEW! GRAY! GUBLER!/ AT ONE ( Immaculate Taste, btw! he also put jacob elordi at number two because he is a fucking genius and that...really tells you Everything you need to know about my stan. like tall, could probably be a runway model, intellectual, kind of a jackass, stays fitted, accent or eccentric manner of speaking...yeah )

-- BUT HE WANTED TO BE CLEAR, HE HAD TO SPECIFY THAT HE WAS SPECIFICALLY REFERRING TO /DR. SPENCER REID/ OF CRIMINAL MINDS. WHEN I TELL YOU HE HAS NO IDEA WHO MGG IS BUT HE HAS SEEN EVERY EPISODE OF CRIMINAL MINDS SEVERAL TIMES. IT’S LIKE...HIS /FAVORITE/ FKN SHOW. AND HE DOES HAVE A FAT CRUSH ON REID. YES, I DOES TRACK; I KNOW. )

and RIGHT when he was rolling for the very last spot ranking on the filter ( that's the BOTTOM, i repeat, THE B/O/T/T/O/M of the tierlist )

...hE GOT KYLE

FUCKING

BROFLOVSKI

and had to place him at /TEN/.

-- riiiiiiight as Kyle /FUCKING/ Broflovski came out of the kitchen in the dorky ass star of david apron that sheila got him for hannukah, with his hair up and everything, holding a fork so stan could taste...

...T-THE PASTA HE JUST MADE HIM FOR DINNER BECAUSE HE'S A SWEET BEAUTIFUL /ANGEL/....and i'm talking The Very First Bite Of EXTREMELY DELICIOUS KYLE Pasta that he put ZUCCHINI IN JUST FOR STAN BECAUSE HE IS ( what? ) AN ANGEL!! FROM hEAVEN!!!!! AND THE WHITE BOY OF THE /YEAR/: TAKE YA JERSEY SLANDER SOMEWHERE ELSE: HE'S MY WHITE BUOY UVF FOREVA!

...proceeded to Blow On It ;-;, s-so stan wouldn't burn his mouth... ( bc rav always gets too excited and burns his mouth; nooo :c </3 ) and asked him why his phone was blowing up w/ people tagging him in thirst traps of 'That Supa Nerdy Guy From That One Crime Show' and asking him if stan tweeted something about him cooking bc people keep telling him that he's 'Cooked'. SHKDLDHLKS HEEELP.

And....

*rawr xd home mid/hschooled ravenstan vc*

Scene. <3

[theseventhdimension]

Masterlist-In-the-Making

Yo Yo Yo! Welcome to my masterlist!

Im the man behind TheSeventhDimension, and you can call me Seventh! I'm 22, use he/him pronouns, and am taken by my lovely fiancé; so please don't use sexual or romantic language when talking to me! :)

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Fanfics - Open/Closed

I write Male or Gender neutral Reader only. Any requests with unspecified genders will be written as gn! reader, unless smut with PiV or PiA was requested.

Specify whether or not it's NSFW!! I want to write what you want to read if I'm fulfilling your request!!

I write Top Male/Gn reader only. I'm willing to discuss submissive if your idea is well written and appeals to me, but I'm not comfortable with writing bottom reader :).

I'm fine with writing female characters, although it is not my preference, so excuse me if it isn't as good as my regular stuff!! :)

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Scat/Piss stuff, Rape, Incest, M!Preg, Blood kinks, MAJOR Pain kinks (No punching/kicking but like hair pulling is ok), Fem!reader.

Spencer reid

I Put the D in ADHD - Spencer Reid x ADHD! Male! Reader

Embracing Sanctuary Beyond Confinement - Spencer Reid x Gn! Reader

Petals and Perseverance: The Scent of Jasmine and Anxiety - Spencer Reid x OCD! Gn! Reader

Pet Names and Profilers - Spencer Reid x Male! reader

Are you missing me like I'm missing you? - Spencer Reid x Gn! Reader

Sand and Scars - Trans! Spencer Reid x Gn! reader

Show Off - Spencer Reid x Male! reader

Seedless Seedlings, the End and Beginning. - Spencer Reid x Gn! Reader

Here, My Dear, in this Moment. - Spencer Reid x Gn! Reader

SMUT

Relentless Sensations - FtM! Spencer Reid x Top! Male! Reader

He wasn't beaten up I swear. - Spencer Reid x Top! Male! reader

Just a Tip over the Edge - FtM! Spencer Reid x Top! Male! reader

Not Walking is a Good Pay Off - Spencer Reid x (Implied Top!) Male! Reader

After Case Special - Spencer Reid x Top! Male! Reader

Aaron Hotchner

Paperwork, Kisses, and Office Escapes: The Hotch Chronicles - Aaron Hotchner x Gn! Reader

Heavy Stakes and Healthy Shakes - Aaron Hotchner x Male! Reader

"Dumbass" "Your Dumbass." - Aaron Hotchner x Male! reader

The Art of the Post-Case Cuddling - Aaron Hotchner x Gn! Reader

SMUT

Drive my Car~? - FtM! Aaron Hotchner x Gn! Reader