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Jealous

Spencer Reid x Reader

Requested: “jealous Spencer”

Warnings: none

Note: hey there I’m back I guess. GIF is not mine

“(Y/L/N), someone’s here to see you.” You perked up immediately and closed your file before dissapearimg downstairs.

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This is the best thing i’ve ever seen on this planet OH MY GOD

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Speechless

A/N: A request from @dropsofkink for an angsty Spencer x Reader with a happy ending. In this piece, Spencer hasn’t introduced the reader to his mother yet or spoken much about her but that’s because he fell in love quickly and was afraid his mother’s illness(es) might scare her away. She accuses him of being ashamed of her, and he has to convince her otherwise. Shout out to @veroinnumera for helping me come up with the idea.

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It just never seemed like a good time to bring it up.

On previous dates, he’d brought it up quickly, feeling like honesty was the best possibility, but they’d run the other way, or worse yet, they’d decided to just not call him for a second date. Maybe it was him? Maybe it had nothing to do with his mother. All he knew was after being told that his date “didn’t want to deal with any of that,” he’d started not being as upfront about it.

But then he met Y/N.

He’d never mentioned it and within a few short months he’d fallen head over heels. That kind of love he’d only dreamed about - the kind that made him stop and appreciate the smell of the flowers, the kind that had her speaking to him through each heartbeat, the kind made him feel like a wave coming home to shore every time he returned home after a case. And now they were sitting here fighting.

“Spence, I want to meet your mother! Why haven’t I met her? We’ve been dating for three months for fuck’s sake!”

There were tears in her eyes that she was desperately trying to keep at bay. “It’s not what you think!” He yelled, combing his hands through his hair.

“Oh really?” She snapped as she wiped her eyes with the back of her hand. “Because right now it looks to me like you’re ashamed of me.”

How in the hell could she possibly think that? “What?”

“That has to be it. Why else would you continually deny me the opportunity to meet your mother?” She propped herself up on the kitchen counter and leaned her head against the refrigerator, her head too heavy from crying to keep itself upright.

Spencer walked into the kitchen to try and comfort her, but she held her hand up as a warning to stay away. “I’m not ashamed of you. Why would I be, Y/N? You’re the woman I love. I love you more than my own life. Why would I be ashamed?” She had no answer, so he continued, trying to explain himself. “I haven’t been trying to keep you from meeting her-”

“Bullshit! There have been plenty of occasions where we’ve had the opportunity to go see her, but you claim you have paperwork you need to get done, or you’re not feeling well. You’ve made plenty of excuses.”

It was true. But it was only because he’d never mentioned, and then he’d fallen in love so quickly that he was afraid. He was so afraid to lose her and he knew that if she couldn’t deal with his mother’s illnesses or the fact that he possibly carried them as well, he would have to leave her, and the thought made his heart break in two. “I’m scared okay!”

In an instant, her eyes went from anger to astonishment. “Why?” She whispered. “What could you possibly have to be afraid of regarding your mother? Is she a killer or something?” She laughed awkwardly.

“No of course not,” he replied.

She got down from the counter and moved toward him, her hand slipping effortlessly into his. “Because for the record, if she was, that wouldn’t scare me away.”

“My mother…she has…schizophrenia. And Alzheimer’s,” he said without looking up. “I love my mother more than most people in this world. You’re at the top of the list with her,” he said with a soft, quivering smile. “I’ve brought these things up with people before, and they’ve used it as an excuse to walk away. Said they didn’t want to deal with her, so I stopped bringing it up. Then I met you and I fell for you so quickly I thought my head would spin and now we’re here. If you ended up feeling the same way they did…I’d have to break up with you. And the thought kills me.”

“People used her illnesses as excuses not to be with you?” She asked, disgusted at the thought.

“Not just her. But if she has them, it’s possible I can carry the genes too. I could end with either one. Although schizophrenia is less likely the older I get, but I could pass it down to my children too, and that’s the last thing I want. I don’t think I could bear to watch my kids suffer the way my mother has.”

By the look in her eyes, he could see that hadn’t immediately come to mind. “So are you saying you don’t want kids?”

“No,” he reassured her. “But having them share my DNA is something I struggle with every day. I don’t necessarily want to take that risk, so if you don’t-”

She pressed her finger to his lips. “Having children biologically isn’t the only way to have them Spence. I would adopt children. I just…want you to be the father. No matter what that means.”

“Really?” Now he felt like an ass. He’d been afraid for nothing.

“Yes. I mean, I’m sure learning about these illnesses I have no experience with will be difficult. There’ll be a bit of a learning curve, but that’s okay, because I love you, Spencer. And as for kids, whatever you’re most comfortable with, we can do, I just want you. Forever. Okay?” Leaning up, Y/N pressed her lips to his and breathed him in.

A lone tear fell from his eye. “I’m sorry I didn’t tell you sooner, but I want you for the rest of my life too. Sitting on the porch rocking back and forth reminiscing about our lives.”

For a moment, the two of them stood in the center of the living room swaying gently back and forth. “My mom already knows a lot about you,” he finally said.

“Yea?”

Spencer nodded and led her toward the couch. All he wanted to do was hold her. “I’ve write her letters all the time. Lately, they’ve been about you. I remember every word.”

“Can you tell me what you said about me?” She asked expectantly.

As he closed his eyes, he thought about the plethora of letters he sent her. One in particular came to mind. “After the first few, she asked me if I was in love. This was before I said it to you.”

“What did you say?” With a soft smile on her face, she turned into him, resting her head against the steady heartbeat.

“I said, ‘Mom, I’m so screwed. The other night we stayed up all night on the couch, just talking. When some people think about love, they think about shooting stars and diamonds and all these things that are so grand but so out of reach in the scheme of things, but the other night all I could think of was how she twirls her hair when she’s nervous. How her eye twitches anytime someone gets a Doctor Who fact wrong. Mom, she’s such a nerd. Yes, I love her.” He could sense her crying against his chest, but this time he knew why, so he continued. “I kept thinking about what it would be like to watch her walking down the aisle. I was thinking about what an amazing mother she’d make. We’ve been dating for six weeks and already I can’t imagine what life would be without her and I don’t want to, so yes, I’m in love with her and I’m so irrevocably screwed. I think you’d love her.”

She grabbed his chin in between her fingers and tilted it down to kiss him. “What did she say?”

“She said, ‘If you love her, then I do too. That’s all I need.’”

“So…can we make a plan? For me to meet her? I need to meet my future mother-in-law.” Her smile melted him from the inside out.

“Yes. As soon as possible. She’s been asking when she can meet the woman that has me speechless.”

“You, speechless?” She chuckled.

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spencer reid: exists

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he's so soft protect him please

#spencer reid #spencer reid x reader #spencer reid imagine #cm #criminal minds #matthew gray gubler

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Anon Requested:

Spencer and a insecure reader would include?

We all have our insecurities

You just happen to have more than your fair share

You made a joke once where you said, “it’s like god forgot to give just a little confidence, and then just sent me to earth like ‘let’s see how this one turns out’.”

But you work at the bureau where you met Spencer.

He read your behavior figuring That you were insecure about your body

You normally wear long sleeved shirts… even in the summer. You always wore jeans and kept your hair down.

So when Spencer decided he wanted to ask you out, you freaked out

‘Why would he like me?’

Anyways skip to 7 months from now

You were at your apartment staring at your body in the mirror. naked I should add

The door opened (you gave Spence a key)

You were rushing for clothes before he could see your body

But you were too late he saw

He told you that he thought you were beautiful no matter what

He knew it wasn’t just modesty that made you cover up

He told you to stop your arms from trying to cover your body

And he just hugged you and said “I don’t know who made you feel this way, but I don’t care what you look like.”

And he meant every word

It took me so long to find that gif ^^

cherrywineandmagic

A Mother’s Wish // Spencer Reid x Reader

Summary: Reader’s relationship with Spencer after his mother’s passing.

“She’s gone, Spencer.”

Things would be okay. That’s what you had to believe. It was an idea you clung onto so desperately as you watched Spencer retreat deeper into himself. You could see the way he instantly drew away from his team, from his friends. You only prayed you would be the exception.

“Stay with me, Spencer. Please.”

He tried. You could see him struggle to remain with the world. To stay above the water, to remain human when all he wanted was to be filled with anger and sadness and hunt the monster that had torn his mother away. But the monster had killed himself along with her, and so he was left heartbroken and empty. He was left a shell of himself as the woman who had raised him, who had never stopped being proud of him, had been torn away from his grasp.

“I want to stay, Y/N. I want you here. Please don’t leave.”

He’d sob into you, his arms wrapping around you so tightly he could crush your bones and you let him because you knew how much he needed to feel your body against his. He needed to be reassured that you were still there and weren’t disappearing any time soon.

He saw her in your eyes when you looked at him with that same adoration. You saw her in his eyes when he looked at you, begging you to not leave her son alone in his time of need.

“Spencer,” your voice was soft as he laid on your lap, his tousled brown hair covering his face as he cried silently. His head turned slightly to look at you through bloodshot eyes. “I adore you.”

His eyes watered even more at your words as he turned and pressed his face into your stomach, his arms wrapping around your waist. And he shook with tremors of sadness as he remembered the last conversation he had had with his mother.

“She’s a wonderful girl,” she said with a small smile on her face as they both looked at your sleeping body on the small couch that sat against the wall of her room. Spencer nodded, knowing how exhausted you had been after the trip to visit her for the first time .

“I love her,” Spencer replied softly. His mother opened up her arms to him and he nestled into her side as if he were a child again. She lovingly stroked his back as both continued to watch your peaceful figure.

“She has my blessing. Anyone with that much love for my son is more than worthy of you.”

“I think I’m going to marry her.”

He watched as a broad smile spread across her face. She nodded, kissing the top of his head with adoration.

“I hope you do.”

“I love you so much,” Spencer sobbed as he shook into you. You cradled him into your arms, rocking back and forth in an attempt to soothe him. His arms only held tighter as his eyes continued to pour.

You were everything to him. You had become his strength in his time of need and he only ever saw himself, his true self- not the broken man he was, whenever he looked at you. You were his warmth, his love, his salvation when all he wanted was to fade away into nothing. You were the light that kept him going. The reason he even opened his eyes in the morning.

Your arms were comfort and you were his home. Slowly the sadness inside of him began to dull. Each passing day he felt himself regain his normal sense of self with your help. He felt himself slowly return to the man you had fallen in love with but he knew that even at his worst, you had loved him all the same. You showed it with every loving kiss, with every longing hug, with the way your lips caressed his skin in a way so gentle and intimate that it would make the angels cry at the sheer beauty of it.

He would marry you. He would wake up one day and feel slightly less broken after your love helped to heal his wounds, and he would ask for your hand in marriage. It was what he wanted more than anything, and he knew it was what his mother would have wished for.

All a mother ever wants for their child is happiness, and you were always his, no matter how dark times got.

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I’m

⚪️ gay

⚪️ straight

⚪️ bi

🔵 This is calm, and it’s Doctor.

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Been Through Hell | Part II | Spencer Reid

Fandom: Criminal Minds

Request: /

Pairing: Spencer Reid x Reader

Notes/Warnings: Heavy violence and torture. Barely edited btw. Still contemplating whether or not I should write a third part send me an ask if you want it

Word Count: 1,765