#what we call 'constellations' is LITERALLY a result of someone going 'i connected the dots (u didn't connect shit) i've connected them'

[blue-cat-shitposts]

The meaning in the stars is the one you give them, tbh

[vanillann]

stupid stars(spencer reid x f.reader)

inspired by a song from tiktok

warning: swearing and possibly incorrect signs

word count: 1.3k

“I’m doing Cancer and Gemini!”

Penelope types away on the random website we found during our lunch break, looking at different horoscopes.

“I know you’re a Cancer but who’s a Gemini?”

Penelope smiled over her shoulder as she hit the enter button with a small smirk.

“My chocolate thunder,” she turned back on the screen and read off the small paragraph.

“Since Gemini and Cancer are actually next to each other, their friendship can be quite strong.”

I nodded along with each word, pairing it to the two easily.

“The biggest problem between the two signs is that they can communicate well until it comes to their relationship.”

I fell back into the chair, giving the side of Pen face a knowing look.

“That’s not true!”

“Pen-“

“Next, give me someone to pair you with,” Pen looked over at me, crossing her arms and giving me a dramatic tap.

“I don’t know, do you and I,” I shrugged easily, not to worry about the result.

It’s not like the stars control my life, right?

“I have a much better idea.”

I watched Penelope quickly type my sign into the  search bar, typing Scorpio into the one right beside it.

I watched the screen load, trying to remember who in my life was a Scorpio.

JJ? Sagittarius

Emily? Libra

Spencer? Scorpio

“Oh god-“ I leaped across the keyboard, attempting to click out the website before Pen could read it. She simply pushed my arm away.

She held me back about to speak, below her mouth slowly turned into one of a frown. She looked at me from the side of her eye, swiftly clicking off the website and turning to me.

“What are you doing this weekend?”

Penelope played with one of the many rings laying across her fingers, her biggest tell.

“What did it say,” I asked slowly, watching as she looked everywhere but me, her second tell.

“It’s just a stupid website,” Pen brushed it off. I was close to asking again but my phone buzzed, looking down to Hotch contact informing me of a case.

I sighed and looked over at Pen, a sad smile across her face.

“You’re so lucky Garcia.”

“No don’t use the last name trick on me.”

I laughed as I headed back into the bullpen, trying to let this stupid website get to me.

Spencer and I were just friends, it was just a stupid website that gives teenagers hope.

Right?

Yeah totally.

I made it up the stairs, Morgan not far behind me.

“Honey bun!”

He threw an arm over my shoulder and walked the rest of the way to the conference room like that, talking about random jokes here and there.

I looked up to see Penelope come around and threw the other door, the same sad smile as earlier on her face.

“Get your hands off my girlfriend.”

I laughed as Emily made a joking angry face, the little smirk playing at her lips.

“I see we are all fighting over me now,” I smiled as Morgan gave Emily a fake gasp, looking me over with wide eyes.

Suddenly Spencer came running into the room, holding his satchel like his life depended on it.

I quickly looked away, the conversation with Pen from earlier cane flooding in. I ran to the seat beside Emily, her eye scanning over the room before landing on him.

She grabbed my knee from under the table and gave it a light squeeze.

“You don’t need him, I'm better anyways,” Emily whispered in my direction.

I laughed to myself as I watched Hotch walk in, giving Penelope the go ahead with the case.

*

I stood in front of the board of crime scene photos, the familiar shape of the drilled holes getting on my nerves.

“Spencer, had me a piece of paper.”

I heard quickly shuffling from behind me, a pen and paper being placed in my hand in seconds.

I laid the paper over the photo, putting a dot where each drill hole was. Once I had every hole on the paper, I turned around and placed the paper on the table.

I connected each hole with a like in between, the Leo constellation forming before me.

“(Y/N), I think you’re onto something,” Spencer said quickly before he put the photo of the other victim he was looking at on the table.

He did the same thing I did, the consolation of Aquarius stood on his paper.

Okay, so maybe I’m not the only person that trusts the stars.

“It’s the zodiac signs,” Spencer said looking up at me with a breathtaking smile.

“(Y/N) you’re a genius.”

“Actually you are.”

Spencer rolled his eyes, the smile still evident on his face.

“You walked into that one kid,” Morgan laughed as he stood up, his phone in his hand as he stepped out the room.

I took the seat Morgan sat in seconds ago, a proud smile across my face.

“What did you think of that?”

I looked across the large table at Spencer, him now pulling out the most recent victim picture to find the other zodiac sign.

“Pen and I were doing on of those stupid compatibility website, you know where you put your zodiac and someone else and find out how compatible you are.”

Spencer looked up with a frown on his face.

“Scientifically the universe can’t decide if you're compatible or not.”

I shrugged my shoulders and looked at the paper Spencer just sketched on, the most recent victim had Virgo on them.

“We need to let Hotch know.”

*

A watch at the unsub was escorted from the run down house, the most recently abducted girl ran to her mom.

“You are the reason he’s alive,” Spencer voice spoke from behind me.

I turned and gave a small smile, happy to be complemented by a literal genius.

Him being my crush had nothing to do with it.

Right?

“So after you bought up that website I called Garcia and asked her to send it to me.”

I chuckled to myself, just imagining Spencer trying to figure out how to work the website making my nerves fall away.

“I looked up mine and yours.”

Suddenly the nerves were back, they came faster than they left.

“Really?”

“Yeah, I hope that’s not weird,” Spencer said quickly, his eyes had a slight bewildered look behind them.

“No it’s fine.”

He let a large breath of air out, the bewildered looking falling away with the idea of it.

“It said some pretty crazy stuff,” Spencer ran a large hand over the back of his neck, a small blush creeping up his neck.

“It can do that.”

I didn’t know if I wanted to kill Penelope or myself more right now.

“I think it’s bullshit.”

If my heart wasn’t going to beat out my chest because Spencer just implied he thought we were compatible, it was definitely going to beat out with how blunt he was about it.

“I think we work really well together.”

I smiled to myself, pleased that Spencer wasn’t panicking as much as I was the past few names over something so minor.

“Even if the stars are against us, I’m not.”

It was spoken quietly, I couldn’t tell if it was because he didn’t want me or everyone else to hear.

“You aren’t against us?”

Spencer just shrugged his shoulder, now watching his shoes kick a small rock on the pavement.

“I think the stars are stupid,” I spoke just as softly as he did, this moment felt to intimate for anyone else’s ears.

Spencer just smiled, looking at me through his messy brown hair.

“I mean technically stars are just made of mostly hydrogen and helium that can produce light and heat.”

I chucked, pleased he was sharing facts at this time, it was the only way you truly had a conversation with Spencer.

“We’re leaving,” Emily yelled from the SUV, a weirdly knowing smirk on her face.

Spencer held a hand out for me, a small happy smile crossed his face.

“Want to shove it in the stars faces?”

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