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[dr-reid]

its been a while, hope everyone is doing well! just stopping in to say hello :)

[dr-reid]

Waves.

It had been a long night and you were grateful you somehow made it on time. After a long night this is exactly what you needed, the waves crashing along the shore were music to your ears. The smell of the salty water, and the feeling of the sand between your toes all set your mind at ease. 

You closed your eyes taking a deep breathe, this is exactly what you needed. The beach brought you peace, it was beyond relaxation it just made you feel whole. Complete. 

After taking several deep breaths you opened your eyes again to see the sun raising, the orange red hughes created colors you couldn't even describe. It was so beautiful it looked unreal. Like a painting hanging in a museum meant to be admired. 

But no it was real. As you continued to study the colors in front of you, you realized there was somehow studying you. 

It didn’t bother you, if it were anyone it were anyone else you instantly became defensive. When it came to him though, you were comfortable enough to be your self. Good, bad, unsure, happy, angry it didn’t matter what you felt Spencer always listened. He always made it better. 

“I’m sorry I didn't mean to run away like that” you said as you continued to look straight out to the ocean. 

“It’s okay, that was a tough case. I don't blame you.” His voice was calm, soothing, brining sense to everything that felt like chaos. 

That was what he did be brought you peace, he brought you happiness. Somehow he found a way to always understand you, regardless of how crazy or out of place you felt, he always found a way to look at you and make sense out of the mess that was your mind. 

“Thank you,” you paused before continuing because you wanted to get it right you wanted to say the right things. I mean how do you thank the person that makes everything make sense? 

“Spence, I know I don't always--” and before you could finish hat sentence he wrapped his arms around you, holding you so tight. You took a deep breathe taking the moment in. 

“You don't need to say anything, I’m always here.” 

And just like that everything was better.

[dr-reid]

Unbelievable//Derek x Reader

A/N: Reposting this short little story that I love so much. 

You and Derek had been in a secret relationship for about eight months now. You two have had some close calls with the team finding out, but other than that, it was absolutely secret. As much as you wanted to go public with the relationship, you respected Morgan’s decision about keeping things private.

Today was Saturday; the whole team had time off so you and Derek had some time to yourselves. After and very fun night, you slowly crawled out of bed and put on one of his sweatshirts and your shorts. You walked into the bathroom, quickly washed your face trying to wake up. You walked back out and stood in front of what was a very messy bed, Derek was already awake, but where was he? You made your way down the hallways leading to the kitchen “Babe” you sounded like a needy, tired child. You heard some noise coming from the kitchen so you called for him again “Babe?” but didn’t get a response.

“Derek, where are you” you finally ran into a very startled Derek.

He held the phone away from his ear and you could hear a shrieking Penelope Garcia from where you stood. This is not what you were expecting. This is not what Derek was expecting.

“IS THAT Y/N! WHAT IS SHE DOING THERE? IS THIS WHAT I THINK IT IS?”

“BABY GIRL” Derek said trying to calm her down.

“That doesn’t answer any of those questions, I want answers Derek, Y/N?”

You were still standing there shocked “Yeah, what’s up” was the best response you had.

“OH MY GOD, I CANT BELIEVE THIS IS HAPPENING, HOW LONG HAS THIS BEEN HAPPENING, YOU HAVEN’T TOLD ME? OMG THEY ARE GOING TO FREAK OUT WHEN THEY FIND OUT!”

You could both imagine Penelope’s hand gestures, and facial expressions.

“Hey Penelope I’ll call you back okay, bye” You snatched the phone from Derek’s hand trying to put an end to the torturous conversation.

“How long do you think before everyone else finds out?” you asked quietly.

“Less than 24 hours” he said.

“Wow that’s generous.”

[gabrielokun]

[crimindsaspe]

The Struggle.

Summary: Spencer finds Y/N in a bar, struggling with herself about their recent case. He tries to help but will she overcome her biggest fear and let him in?

A/N: part two will be very soon

The cigarette butt burned Y/N’s finger dully as she pressed it against the ashtray, a third- no, fifth cigarette took its place, housed between her nimble fingers as she took a drag from the newly lit tab. A new burning sensation replaced the ache from her bruised ribs that had aggressively welcomed itself onto her body in the BAU’s recent case.

Her empty glass got refilled yet again, whiskey entering her body at alarming rates as she tried to forget. Something that she had been actively trying to do since-

Another hit. Agony swelled against her ribs, her wrists burning as she struggled against the rope that held them tightly together. Blood seeped from her tongue, that she was biting in attempt to distract herself from the pain. One step after another, her abductor circled her, the air cracking as the whip was pulled into the air against without warning and-

“Y/N?”

 Her thoughts were abruptly interrupted by the softest voice, her lifeless eyes scanned across the curly hair, the doe eyes, the lanky frame. Right, Spencer. Trust her luck to stumble into that one bar, the one that the team had invited her to as ‘down time’.

She wasn’t particularly sure how the team ended up there, it wasn’t the nicest place. The lights were dim, the building smelt damp because of the drunken spillages of alcohol on the old wooden bar. The smell of smoke lingered in the musky air and the company wasn’t particularly comforting either.

“Hey, Reid.” She sighed and knocked back the rest of her whiskey, gesturing to the bartender for more before Spencer could even reply as he watched her with concerned eyes.

“I thought you was going home? We- we did invite you here after-” He began in the softest voice, but his explanation didn’t get far before Y/N’s tipsy head was quick to lousily defend herself.

“You see, I got home. Then, I realised that at home there wasn’t any alcohol and at home I had ran out of cigs. So, Doctor Reid, that’s why I’m here.” She rambled slightly bitterly, breath laced with the smell of alcohol and smoke as they danced harmoniously together as a temporary cure.

Spencer nodded quietly as he gently nibbled on his lower lip, “At home you’re safe.” He eventually spoke up softly, making her look down at her lap with a nod. He had always been more protective over her while on cases, he reminded her of him.

They both tried to keep their feelings bottled up until they were alone and as much as she didn’t want to acknowledge it, he recognised himself within her in many ways.

“At home I’m alone, you wouldn’t understand.” She uttered as she stood up but her sense of balance was distorted with alcohol, causing her to stumble slightly as she scrunched up her face at the sharp pain in her side.

“Whoa, whoa.” Spencer said quickly, wrapping his arm around her waist to only be abruptly pushed away, hands forced to his chest as she winced.

The muscular arms wrapped tightly around her waist, holding her in place as the other man’s fists thundered against her body, dark marks left in their wake as she cried weakly, doing her best in her fragile state to get away from the grungy basement she had been forced into.

“Don’t touch me,” She hissed weakly, fighting with her jacket to get her arms through. “I- I don’t need you or anybody to-” Her trembling words drifted off when Spencer held his hands up and stepped towards her slowly.

“I’m not going to hurt you, I’m just going to help you, okay?” He said incredibly softly, making her silently give in as he helped her into her jacket, touching her like she would break beneath his hands.

He stepped back and bobbed his head ever so slightly so he could meet her downcast eyes, “I’m going to take you home, okay? You don’t belong here.” 

“You-” Her voice cracked, tears threatening to possess her eyes so she simply nodded towards the team as her explanation. However, no matter how closed off she was, she was silently begging for someone to force their care on her.

She wasn’t strong enough to ask for it by herself, in her head that made her weak. But, after what she just went through? She was the farthest thing from it.

“You think I belong here? I should be offended,” He said lightheartedly before shaking his head, “I don’t like bars and I know you’re not exactly fond of them. I’d much prefer to help a friend.” He whispered.

“Thank you.” She barely whispered, making him smile lightly while he guided her out of the bar with one hand on her lower back, letting her lean into him for support.

The cold made her skin come alive, prickling with goosebumps as she looked up at the stars and took a deep breath, furrowing her eyebrows absent mindedly at the pain.

The first gasps of breath when she finally escaped burnt her lungs as she fell against the concrete, the harsh texture biting at her sensitive skin as she cried from the pain. Blood painted her hands from the dark struggle she had just went through just to get outside and breathe without fear that the men would be on her back. But now she was left with the memory of why they weren’t.

“Come on, Y/N, lets take you home.”

Masterlist. (remember to like it if you like 😂)

[an-exotic-writer]

five word prompts

[inspired by this]

“actually… i just miss you.”

“alright, i’ll leave you alone.”

“and slowly… i was forgotten.”

“and then everything just disappears.”

“and where do i go?”

“anyone could tell from here.”

“are you finishing that or…?”

“are you stupid or stupid?”

“anything, just call me, okay?”

“bitch better have my money.”

“bro… that’s so… not cool…”

“but did you do it?”

“call me now. it’s urgent.”

“can’t you listen to me?”

“cross that. don’t answer that.”

“don’t even think about it.”

“don’t you dare walk away.”

“do it. i dare you.”

“did you think i forgot?”

“eventually… you just move on.”

“even if you still do.”

“everything will fall into place.”

“fight me, you attractive stranger.”

“for once, i need you.”

“for once… i was right.”

“for once… i was wrong.”

“forget i even asked you.”

“forget it. you fucking suck.”

“fuck’s sake, what’s your problem?”

“fuck off. i mean it.”

“give and take. that’s life.”

“great. perfect. nice. fuck this.”

“have you lost your mind?”

“hello? it’s me. i was-”

“hey… that wasn’t so nice.”

“here’s a glass of whatever.”

“how about a hug, hm?”

“how about you make me?”

“i haven’t forgot you yet.”

“i can’t be around you.”

“i don’t need you, really.”

“i don’t need this now.”

“is this your first time?”

“it’s just a cut, really.”

“it wasn’t me, i swear!”

“i said i love you.”

“just don’t fuck it up.”

"just… come back alive, okay?”

“just make sure you’ve eaten.”

“kick his ass for me.”

“killed him? wait, what, literally?”

“life really sucks. feel better.”

“letting go hurts… a lot.”

“let me live, will you?”

“no, i don’t need you.”

“nothing can hurt me now.”

“nothing matters anymore to me.”

“okay it was me… so?”

“people lie all the time.”

“pipe the fuck down, asshole.”

“please, you can’t die now.”

“please don’t leave me alone.”

“quiet. they can hear us.”

“quick! give me your phone!”

“quicker, you freaking piece of-”

“quit it or i’ll bite.”

“quit staring! they’ll notice us!”

"really? do i look stupid?”

“real smooth, tripping over air.”

“rise and shine, sweet thing.”

“rise and fucking shine, motherfucker.”

“seriously? give me a break.”

“so… what are we now?”

“so… did you miss me?”

“so… can we go eat?”

“so… when’s the next flight?”

“so… how did everything go?”

“sometimes, i wish you died.”

“so what? you did it.”

“time passes slower without you.”

“then what do you suggest?”

“the fuck? who are you?”

“then you tell me why.”

“this is not working out.”

“this isn’t what i wanted.”

“this is all a fucking disaster.”

“when did it all happen?”

“who knew you’d be here?”

“why do i even bother?”

“why do i love you?”

“why didn’t you tell me?”

“you’re just… so, so stupid.”

“you can’t be here now.”

“you look like an accident.”

“you really need to go.”

“you know who to call.”

"zero fucks given. next please.”

[neckkiss]

[paperspence]

[dr-reid]

I feel so much love every time I log into this account. Thank you for reading my stories, thank you for every like and reblog and message ❤️

[thjslove]

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[dr-reid]

am i the only one who likes Jeid, like its late.... but 

ill take it.

[dr-reid]

hey!! ur valid but id miss u if u deleted xo

thank you :) 

id miss you too. 

[dr-reid]

Do you have a masterlist of your stories? I'd love to read them!

I do! 

MASTERLIST

enjoy :) 

[dr-reid]

Highly considering deleting this blog, like I love it but

 I'm never active. I never write anymore. And Criminal Minds is ending. 

[imaginespencer]

@bau-gal here😁

[dr-reid]

I started working at a new store this week and I have no idea how I’ve survived. Please distract me/make me feel better because I need it.