I love this goofball

I look a little like Beaker. I think I'm a cross between Beaker and The Count. My hair looks like Oscar the Grouch. It's Muppety hair. - Matthew Gray Gubler

[nouburu]

With Matthew Gray Gubler

https://twitter.com/MorikuBorn/status/1011556997026570241

https://twitter.com/Dlife_BS258/status/1011590851502399488

https://twitter.com/Dlife_BS258/status/1011590696963198977

https://twitter.com/wow_kaigaidrama/status/1011899787233263616

[halloweengubler]

[ssadrreid]

Yeah , like same.

[toyboxboy]

Matthew Gray Gubler in 2015 (3/3)

[pawnees]

criminal minds without context {part three}

the spencer reid edition

[captaincryptid]

Matthew’s bio is the reason why I live

[captaincryptid]

Matthew’s bio is the reason why I live

[heyboywonder]

(criminal minds 12x18: hell’s kitchen)

[girlscrushes]

There’s nothing I hate more than what I can’t have.

[dont-reid-into-this]

Matthew Gray Gubler’s jawline has more structure than my entire life

[holagubler]

Deep Relief

Spencer walks in on the reader pleasuring herself, and smut ensues.

Part 1 of SMUTmas!

It was the end of a case, and you and Reid had been sharing a room for the last three nights in a lush Las Vegas hotel. Being in the same room with the object of your affections was hard enough, let alone having to share a bed with him (a booking “mistake” on the behalf of Penelope Garcia who was desperate to see her OTP get together). 

However, you had made it to the final night, and tomorrow you could sleep easily, not spending your nights lying awake staring at Spencer nestled into the pillow beside you.

‘Y/N?’ Spencer said, snapping you out of your thoughts and holding the door of the room open for you.

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[spencerdamnreid]

Vanilla

Spencer Reid x Reader (smut)

Requested: No. But, I posted a text post but the tags are slightly different than how I decided to write this fic. I didn’t want to do something that had already been done before and so I changed it up a bit.

Summary: When you’re called out on a case in Florida that involves BDSM, Spencer seems to know a lot more than you had thought. You had always thought of him as ‘vanilla’ and when he finds out he decides to prove you wrong…

Word Count: 1,994, Warnings: Swearing, Mentions of strangulation and blood, BDSM, Oral Sex, Daddy Kink, Unprotected Sex (wrap it before you tap it yo)

A/N: If you looked through my search history you’d probably think I was really into BDSM lmao, I got my facts from wikipedia so here’s the source… I don’t know why you need it but, who am I to judge!

“We’ve got a case,” Garcia’s heels tapped rowdily against the floor as she walked to the bullpen, both you and JJ following in suit as she grabbed the remote to start delivering the case. Everyone else was already sat at the table flipping through the dreaded pages, observing the bloodstained discarded clothing, still vibrantly screaming despite it being a photograph. You sat next to Emily wincing at the contents of the file as Garcia spoke. “Well, my crime fighters. This is not a pleasant one- as if any case is pleasant but, anyway. Two women were found in Florida tied to a chair with some sort of silk material, with various torture devices in the room with them. The C.O.D is not clear as of yet but the ME is assuming that they were suffocated based on the ligature marks on their necks,” she continued, clicking her device and bringing up the already horrid images in 1080p quality. “The torture devices you’re referencing could be used as a part of some sort of BDSM play,” you stated glancing once more at the tie used to restrain the victim. “Correct, there are actually two bondage harnesses I can point out in this photo. Also, if you look in the corner here,” Spencer pointed, clearly placing the photo in the view of the whole team, “This here is a bondage bed. It’s designed for bondage and BDSM play. The design typically falls into two main variants; a standard bed designed primarily for sleeping on but which has purpose built attachments for bondage, and a table-like piece of furniture with a padded top and multiple fixing points around it. This second variant is purely designed for bondage and would be part of a purpose built dungeon,” you glanced up at him, confused at his knowledge on the subject. The rest of the team holding in laughter as Emily proceeded. “Okay then… Wheels up in 30,” she smirked, making her way back to her office.

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[spencerdamnreid]

Vanilla

Spencer Reid x Reader (smut)

Requested: No. But, I posted a text post but the tags are slightly different than how I decided to write this fic. I didn’t want to do something that had already been done before and so I changed it up a bit.

Summary: When you’re called out on a case in Florida that involves BDSM, Spencer seems to know a lot more than you had thought. You had always thought of him as ‘vanilla’ and when he finds out he decides to prove you wrong…

Word Count: 1,994, Warnings: Swearing, Mentions of strangulation and blood, BDSM, Oral Sex, Daddy Kink, Unprotected Sex (wrap it before you tap it yo)

A/N: If you looked through my search history you’d probably think I was really into BDSM lmao, I got my facts from wikipedia so here’s the source… I don’t know why you need it but, who am I to judge!

“We’ve got a case,” Garcia’s heels tapped rowdily against the floor as she walked to the bullpen, both you and JJ following in suit as she grabbed the remote to start delivering the case. Everyone else was already sat at the table flipping through the dreaded pages, observing the bloodstained discarded clothing, still vibrantly screaming despite it being a photograph. You sat next to Emily wincing at the contents of the file as Garcia spoke. “Well, my crime fighters. This is not a pleasant one- as if any case is pleasant but, anyway. Two women were found in Florida tied to a chair with some sort of silk material, with various torture devices in the room with them. The C.O.D is not clear as of yet but the ME is assuming that they were suffocated based on the ligature marks on their necks,” she continued, clicking her device and bringing up the already horrid images in 1080p quality. “The torture devices you’re referencing could be used as a part of some sort of BDSM play,” you stated glancing once more at the tie used to restrain the victim. “Correct, there are actually two bondage harnesses I can point out in this photo. Also, if you look in the corner here,” Spencer pointed, clearly placing the photo in the view of the whole team, “This here is a bondage bed. It’s designed for bondage and BDSM play. The design typically falls into two main variants; a standard bed designed primarily for sleeping on but which has purpose built attachments for bondage, and a table-like piece of furniture with a padded top and multiple fixing points around it. This second variant is purely designed for bondage and would be part of a purpose built dungeon,” you glanced up at him, confused at his knowledge on the subject. The rest of the team holding in laughter as Emily proceeded. “Okay then… Wheels up in 30,” she smirked, making her way back to her office.

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[spencerdamnreid]

Let Me Help

Spencer Reid x Reader (smut)

Requested: Yes. Anon: hey! I really love your blog and I was wondering if you could do a reid x reader where the reader has a wet dream about Spencer and she finally tells him about her dream after he asks her what’s wrong and it ends in smut?? thank you so much

Word Count: 3,589, Warnings: Swearing, NSFW, Oral Sex.

A/N: Oh my God okay so I went a little crazy on this one and it’s a full fledged long fic. I was writing this and I actually needed to take a break my palms were sweating because Reid is so fucking hot. Anyway, I hope you like it! Please let me know if you want a Part 2 ;)

- M xo

(Gif not mine, credit to owner)

Sprawled out on your bed, your naked form was being admired and touched by a handsome man. He glided his fingers up and down the sides of your thighs as he placed sensual kisses on your stomach. “God, you’re so beautiful.”, whispered Spencer. 

Wait what? Spencer? Hold on. Did you just have a wet dream about your nerdy co-worker?

You woke up in your bed covered in sweat as you tried to calm down your flustered state as you panted heavily trying to vaguely recollect the memories of the dream you had just had. It wasn’t a bad dream, in fact, it was amazing. You squeezed your thighs together in hopes of some sort of relief, but all you could do was think about the dream, which made your state even worse.

You sat there in silence as you tried to comprehend what had just happened. You’d been working at the BAU for 4 years now and you had never thought of Spencer that way. Sure he was tall, had gorgeous chiselled cheekbones and never failed to amaze you with his intelligent brain. Oh, God. Here you were thinking inappropriately about your co-worker at 3 in the morning when you had to be in for work at 7. There was no way you were going to act normal in front of him after this strange yet intoxicating image of you and Spencer practically having sex ingrained in your brain. All you could do was try to get back to sleep and hope that the flush would be over in the morning.

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[cherrywineandmagic]

Sweet Valentine // Spencer Reid x Reader

“That’s sickening,” you commented with a grin as a bouquet of flowers was delivered to JJ right in front of you. She chuckled, aware of the fact you were joking and simply waved the comment away.

“Will is just sweet,” she replied. Your grin grew bigger at the fact JJ couldn’t hide the growing blush on her cheeks. She and Will had been together for a while now and yet he always seemed to find a way to fluster her. Watching JJ receive little gifts was something the whole office had come to enjoy.

“You’re just mad cause you don’t have a date lil mama,” Morgan commented with a smile. You scoffed as you swiveled your chair around in order to face him.

“I don’t need a date. I have Emily and Reid this year,” you replied with a smug smirk. The three of you were the singles of the group and after much convincing, you’d managed to have them agree to an anti-valentine’s day.

“About that…” Emily replied guiltily.

“Emily! Did you seriously get a date at the last minute?? What happened to all of us agreeing to boycott Valentine’s Day by spending it getting drunk together?!” You exclaimed in disbelief.

“Okay one- we did not agree to boycott. We only agreed to spend the day together since none of us had dates, and two-the drinking thing was your idea. Not that I wouldn’t mind getting completely wasted although I do worry about Reid if you continue that plan,” she laughed. “Sorry babe, I got asked out and I just couldn’t say no.”

“Looks like it’s just you and Reid now,” JJ replied with a wiggle of her eyebrows. You rolled your eyes at the gesture, knowing well that she always pictured the two of you together. You couldn’t deny the fact you’d developed some feelings for the man, but expecting Spencer to make a move was like waiting for rain in a drought. It wasn’t likely to happen any time soon.

“I guess I’ll have to let him know it’s just the two of us,” you replied as you shot Emily a look through narrowed eyes. She smiled brightly, her eyes shining with mischief.

“I already let him know last night,” she replied.

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[spencerdamnreid]

dr spencer reid • from baby ↠ daddy real quick😈

[musingsby-night]

Aviophobia

Summary: Aviophobia (the fear of flying in an aeroplane) had plagued you for as long as you could remember. Then one day on a flight from Las Vegas to Washington, you end up seated next to Dr Spencer Reid, and suddenly air travel doesn’t seem so bad anymore. 

Pairing: Spencer Reid x reader

Warnings: none!! Just our favourite federal agent being a big sweetheart.

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