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Hi, I wondered if you could write a spencer x reader (I would rather it to be fem, but gn can do too) where he’s trying to confess he’s in love with her and miserably fails but she understood and she kissed him on the cheeks or something? Feel free to ignore! Have a good day :))
Sweetie how could I ever ignore this it's too cute 😭🩷
Spencer is a smart man, so smart that he probably has a whole encyclopedia of words memorized in his mind. But when it came to emotions he had trouble, especially when it came to his emotions with you.
The poor guy had been pining over you behind closed doors for what felt like forever. Since the day he saw you he felt some butterflies in his stomach, but over time as he got to know you it was replaced by a feeling of calm and peace. You were one of the few people that didn’t mind his little habits that usually made others roll their eyes and scoff, you accepted him for who he was and he could never fully admit how much he appreciated you for it.
The butterflies did make slight appearances though. He felt them swarming inside his tummy whenever he heard you laugh or when you’d be a little bit extra affectionate with him. You had a tendency to go give him a hug at random times or sometimes even go and ruffle his hair just to get on his nerves a little bit. He could never stay mad at you and he knew that you knew it, it was an unfair game and he wished he could even it out.
One night Spencer and you were hanging out at his apartment having a movie night. Since you arrived he kept contemplating in his head if he should finally just bite the bullet and try to be open about his feelings for you. It was going to be a hard process and it could end in two ways, option one: you would laugh in his face and say you only see him as a friend and he’d feel painful embarrassment for the rest of his life. Or option two: you’d admit that you feel the same way and you two would live happily ever after, not too much pressure, right?
Spencer jumps when he feels a pair of arms wrapping around him, “Sorry didn’t mean to scare you.” Spencer smiles as he hears you chuckle and looks into your eyes, they are so beautiful.
“Spence, you okay?” Spencer realized that he went a whole minute without saying anything as he was so transfixed on the gaze you had on him. “Yeah I was just uh…” he paused and thought of his words. He wanted to tell you that he loved you, but he couldn’t. His thoughts were jumbled and you staring at him longer only made them worse.
You reached up and took Spencer’s face in your hands and ran your thumbs over his cheeks, you had an inkling about what was going on in Spencer’s head and you were praying that it was true. However knowing what a challenge it was for him to form sentences at times, you decided to take over.
“Is there something you wanted to say?”
Spencer nodded lightly and looked down as he took a deep breath, “Y/N I-I”, his words came to a stutter and he cursed under his breath, “I think I, no, I know I-”, his cheeks were tainted red and it made your lips curl up in a smile. Spencer saw your smile and the words stopped coming out of his mouth all together, the effect you had on him was too great.
You leaned in and pressed your lips on his cheek lightly, “I like you too.” Spencer stared into your eyes as he took in what just happened, he could still feel your lips linger on his cheek and a warmth spread out over his body. He blinked a few times and gulped, “You do?”.
As you nodded Spencer leaned in and caressed your cheek with his hand before finally leaning in and giving your lips a sweet peck. Both of you smiled at each other when your eyes met and you leaned in again to kiss Spencer a few more times. A giggle erupted from his mouth and he wrapped his arms around you to pull you closer into his embrace. He might not have been able to fully say what he was feeling, but he knew now that he would have enough time to make up for it in other ways.
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Annabel Lee - Spencer Reid
A true friend - Spencer Reid
A true friend pt. 2 - Spencer Reid
Talking to the moon - Spencer Reid
Office romance - Spencer Reid
Office romance pt. 2 - Spencer Reid
Safe place - Spencer Reid
Bloody surprise - Spencer Reid
Safe place - Spencer Reid
The case you and the team had just finished was brutal. Over the span of 72 hours you and the rest of your teammates barely had a wink of sleep, the case involved children and it was crucial to find them as soon as possible.
When the plane landed you trudged down the stairs, trying not to trip over your feet. Spencer noticed your sleepy state and wrapped his arm around your waist to try and steady you, “You okay?”. You rubbed your eyes and gave a slight nod, “Just a bit tired is all.” Spencer chuckled and rubbed your side, “Aren’t we all.” You laughed lightly and felt Spencer practically lead you towards your cars. Whenever he noticed you were slightly out of it he took it upon himself to help you so you wouldn’t end up falling asleep at a place which was far from comfortable. You liked this side of him and he was secretly waiting for the next time he got to dote on you.
As you dug in your pockets for your car keys you felt Spencer grab your wrist lightly, “Oh no, you’re not driving in this state.”
"Spencer I’m-”,
"No, don’t finish that sentence.”
The words you wanted to say got caught in your throat and you stared at Spencer, “You’re coming home with me. I saw how distraught you looked when we boarded the jet and I’m not letting you be alone for the night, understand?”. You gave the worried man a slight nod and let him guide you to the passenger seat of his car.
Once the two of you made it safely to Spencer’s home he pulled you to the couch and sat you down, wrapping a blanket over your shoulders. “Do you want some tea?”. You nodded and watched as Spencer strode over to the kitchen and put on the kettle for the hot drink. A moment later he came back with two cups in his hands and sat down next to you and carefully placed one of the mugs in your hands.
Over the course of the next few hours the both of you talked about a range of topics, from your emotions regarding the recently completed case to how Morgan ended up tripping over his own feet the previous morning. You wiped the tears from your eyes from laughing so hard at the memory that the man next to you had to take a minute to control his breathing. You looked over at Spencer and smiled as you took in everything around you, the warm apartment, the scent of the candle burning in the distance, and most importantly your friend next to you.
"I’m glad you asked me to come over,” Spencer looked your way and raised his eyebrows, “Yeah?”You nodded and scooted closer to him, wrapping your arm around him and cuddling closer, “Being with you always makes me feel better.” Spencer smiled and wrapped his arm around you in a side hug and kissed your head, “I’m glad I do.”
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Office romance pt. 2 - Spencer Reid
Coming to work was the best and worst part of the day. The best because you got to see your lovely boyfriend Spencer again, but worst because you had to hold yourself back from kissing him whenever you wanted to. The list also includes hugs, hand holding, holding his face in your hands and caressing it gently and so on and so forth.
Recently Spencer had started to come pick you up for work so he could have some one on one time with you before both of your attention was focused on cold blooded unsubs. He took his time with you, one hand on the steering wheel and the other holding yours, caressing the back of your hand with his thumb. Whenever he stopped at a red light he took a moment to lift your hand to his lips and give it a loving kiss, which was always the highlight of your day.
Something you learned quickly about Spencer was that he was a bit jumpy. Sometimes he was so focused on his work that he was scared half to death when you would walk up to him and rested your hand on his shoulder. He would quickly forgive you though as you’d always wrap your arms from behind him, pulling him into a hug and resting your head on his shoulder while mumbling an apology. He couldn’t stay mad at you, not when you looked so adorable engulfing him in a comforting hug. You knew the way to his heart.
While coming to work was questionable, going home was unarguably the best part of the day. Although both you and Spencer had separate activities and errands to attend to, you both always took some time out of your evenings to spend some time with each other. Some nights were better than the other but every moment you got to spend with him you didn’t take for granted. One night you two would be cuddled up in each other’s arms watching a movie and the other night you’d be on the phone with each other until one of you would eventually fall asleep. When Spencer was the first one to doze off first you made sure to say you loved him and blew a kiss before hanging up. On the other hand though if you were fast asleep before Spencer was, he would try his best to put what he felt towards you into words. He wasn’t always the best at doing so but this was this moment where he got to practice and a part of him was hoping that subconsciously you were hearing him and that this would eventually give you the sweetest dreams.
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Office romance - Spencer Reid
Ever since your sweet and quite frankly clumsy coworker Doctor Spencer Reid gathered the courage to ask you out, the two of you had to hold each other back from wanting to spend the whole work day in each other’s arms.
You both knew that you sitting in Spencer’s lap while you both discussed what could have been the unsub’s motive for the crimes they committed, wasn’t exactly the most professional look. It also wouldn’t help with the rest of the team staring and sensing that they feel a bit awkward as Spencer kept rubbing his nose against your ear in a childlike manner.
Fortunately though you both settled on some nonchalant ways of showing care that may seem small, but to the both of you it meant the world.
Spencer was known to be a coffee maniac, the poor guy would have it injected into his veins if he could. You knew how much he depended on it and you tried your best to make the greatest cup of joe for him. Spencer was known to dump half the sugar container into his hot drink and you were determined to train his taste buds to get used to a more bitter taste. At first Spencer nearly spat out the coffee you made him, not being used to the sharp flavor that originally comes along, but he tried his best to drink it every time you made it for him and over time he started to prefer it the way you made it, because to him it tasted like love.
Meanwhile Spencer came to help you out when you needed help with organizing files or needed to carry boxes of paperwork. He always fled to your side whenever he saw you holding something potentially heavy, he’d swoop in and gently take into his arms whatever it was that you were holding and say a soft “Let me take this angel.” You made sure to give him a soft kiss in return and for the rest of the day his cheeks would be burning red, which Morgan would of course comment on, making the poor boy’s cheeks even more fiery.
On slower days though Spencer would sometimes pull you to an empty office for a few minutes (or maybe even half an hour) and you’d spend it either just casually talking while sharing a kiss here and there. On one instance though Spencer made sure there was a comfy chair available and he’d sit down on it and pull you into his lap for a small cuddle session. Both of you ended up dozing off and were woken up by Hotch knocking on the door. It may have been a bit embarrassing, but at least he didn’t catch you doing other activities.
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Talking to the moon - Spencer Reid
A bit of a shorter one but I hope you like it!
Over the past week you were keeping track of when the next full moon would be and luckily it was only a few days away. You had a strong admiration for the planet and every time that special time of the month came around you’d stay up a little extra late and bask in its beauty. This time around you asked your best friend Spencer to come join you and without a doubt he agreed.
On the night of the full moon the two of you were wrapped up in cozy plaid blankets as you sat on your back porch, waiting for the clouds to clear to have a nice view of the lunar beauty.
“I’m really glad you’re here you know,” Spencer smiled at your words and pulled the blanket over his shoulders, “I am too.”
You glanced back to the sky and sighed when you saw the last remaining cloud blocking the final bit of the full moon, “I wish it would move faster already. I’m probably going to be asleep by the time it’s fully out.”
Spencer chuckles and pulls you in closer and caresses your back, “I’m sure you’ll see it soon.”
After a bit of waiting and Spencer keeping you company by telling you some astronomical facts, the last bit of the cloud moved and the moon was out in its full glory.
“Look!” you pointed to the sky and Spencer glanced at the starry void before looking back at you and seeing the excitement in your eyes. He swore that your eyes shined brighter than the planet you were admiring. He made a mental note to look up when the next full moon would be so he could join you again and see the joy in your eyes.
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Heyy! what about Spencer with a super independent reader convinced she doesn't need friends when really she's just been hurt a lot abd Spencer wants to help her? 🥰
Thank you so much for requesting, I hope you enjoy!
A true friend - Spencer Reid
After a long day of sorting through paperwork the last thing you wanted to do was haul the mountains of boxes back to the assigned cabinets, but that was your job and you couldn’t go home before it was all done. You tried to lift one of the crates into your hands, but were instantly brought back down by the force of gravity.
You can do it
Once again you lifted the box in your hands and you made it a few steps before your arms gave in and the box landed on the floor, all of the contents sliding over the office floor. You sighed and cursed in your head as you looked at the mess in front of you, it would probably take another hour for all of this to get cleaned up. Grudgingly you knelt on the floor and began picking up the papers when you felt someone run over to you and swipe the papers from your hands. You looked up with big eyes and saw Spencer neatly putting the papers together.
“Spence it’s fine I-”
“Let me help you.”
You bit your lip and kept quiet as you slowly gathered the files around you and Spencer doing the same at seemingly five times speed. In only about 15 minutes all of the papers were sorted and Spencer helped you carry them back to the office they originally came from. You were surprised he managed to hold onto the heavy boxes due to his boney figure, but you were reminded that the previous week he had tackled an unsub to the ground with ease with only one arm, so the man seemed to be full of surprises.
After the last box was perched back onto its cabinet you looked over at Spencer and felt guilty seeing him be out of breath, “I really appreciate the help. I owe you one.”
Spencer smiled and gave a slight chuckle, “Oh no need to, it’s what friends are for.”
Friends, hearing that word sent a chill down your spine. Usually it was a word that was supposed to bring comfort and happiness, but to you it felt cold and sharp. Spencer noticed your face grow sad and frowned,
“Are you okay?” Your head snapped up and nodded “Yeah, I’m fine. Thanks again.”
You walked out of the room at a quick pace and were stopped in your tracks when you felt a hand on your shoulder, “You’re not fine, tell me what’s wrong.”
You looked into Spencer’s eyes and saw the concern in them. You were tired of hiding your anguish, but it felt too hard to open up about it.
“Y/N? Talk to me, please. I want to help.”
Tears pricked in your eyes and you took a shaky breath before wiping at them roughly.
“I just um… I don’t have any friends.”
Spencer’s face dropped at the information, “What do you mean you don’t have any friends?”
You sighed and mentally prepared yourself for the conversation you were about to have, “I’ve just never been good at maintaining friendships. All of my life I’ve had people come in and out of my life and it’s solely been for their own interests and not mine. My last friendship ended so badly that it just made me want to isolate myself, and it’s kind of been that way ever since.”
Spencer nodded and rubbed your shoulder in a comforting manner. You saw the pity in his eyes and wish that you couldn’t. It made you feel weak and you hated it.
“What if I was your friend?”
You looked up at the young man and furrowed your eyebrows, “Why would you-”
“Stop right there. You’re kind, you’re a great listener, you always let me talk to you about anything without interrupting and judging me. Plus, you make great coffee.”
You chuckled, he was right. You always let Spencer come to you and talk about whatever interest he had, whether you had knowledge on the subject or not. Most people would find his chatter off putting, but you found it interesting.
“C’mon Y/N, please, I don’t want to see you hurting.”
It was hard to say no to those puppy dog eyes of his, they reminded you of your first dog and that made it all the more harder. Eventually you cracked a small smile and nodded, “Okay then, I’m all yours now.”
Spencer grinned and pulled you into a warm embrace, “We’re gonna have so much fun, you just wait.”
I could possibly write a part 2 for this so if anyone would like one pls let me know! xx
Heyy! what about Spencer with a super independent reader convinced she doesn't need friends when really she's just been hurt a lot abd Spencer wants to help her? 🥰
Thank you so much for requesting, I hope you enjoy!
A true friend - Spencer Reid
After a long day of sorting through paperwork the last thing you wanted to do was haul the mountains of boxes back to the assigned cabinets, but that was your job and you couldn’t go home before it was all done. You tried to lift one of the crates into your hands, but were instantly brought back down by the force of gravity.
You can do it
Once again you lifted the box in your hands and you made it a few steps before your arms gave in and the box landed on the floor, all of the contents sliding over the office floor. You sighed and cursed in your head as you looked at the mess in front of you, it would probably take another hour for all of this to get cleaned up. Grudgingly you knelt on the floor and began picking up the papers when you felt someone run over to you and swipe the papers from your hands. You looked up with big eyes and saw Spencer neatly putting the papers together.
“Spence it’s fine I-”
“Let me help you.”
You bit your lip and kept quiet as you slowly gathered the files around you and Spencer doing the same at seemingly five times speed. In only about 15 minutes all of the papers were sorted and Spencer helped you carry them back to the office they originally came from. You were surprised he managed to hold onto the heavy boxes due to his boney figure, but you were reminded that the previous week he had tackled an unsub to the ground with ease with only one arm, so the man seemed to be full of surprises.
After the last box was perched back onto its cabinet you looked over at Spencer and felt guilty seeing him be out of breath, “I really appreciate the help. I owe you one.”
Spencer smiled and gave a slight chuckle, “Oh no need to, it’s what friends are for.”
Friends, hearing that word sent a chill down your spine. Usually it was a word that was supposed to bring comfort and happiness, but to you it felt cold and sharp. Spencer noticed your face grow sad and frowned,
“Are you okay?” Your head snapped up and nodded “Yeah, I’m fine. Thanks again.”
You walked out of the room at a quick pace and were stopped in your tracks when you felt a hand on your shoulder, “You’re not fine, tell me what’s wrong.”
You looked into Spencer’s eyes and saw the concern in them. You were tired of hiding your anguish, but it felt too hard to open up about it.
“Y/N? Talk to me, please. I want to help.”
Tears pricked in your eyes and you took a shaky breath before wiping at them roughly.
“I just um… I don’t have any friends.”
Spencer’s face dropped at the information, “What do you mean you don’t have any friends?”
You sighed and mentally prepared yourself for the conversation you were about to have, “I’ve just never been good at maintaining friendships. All of my life I’ve had people come in and out of my life and it’s solely been for their own interests and not mine. My last friendship ended so badly that it just made me want to isolate myself, and it’s kind of been that way ever since.”
Spencer nodded and rubbed your shoulder in a comforting manner. You saw the pity in his eyes and wish that you couldn’t. It made you feel weak and you hated it.
“What if I was your friend?”
You looked up at the young man and furrowed your eyebrows, “Why would you-”
“Stop right there. You’re kind, you’re a great listener, you always let me talk to you about anything without interrupting and judging me. Plus, you make great coffee.”
You chuckled, he was right. You always let Spencer come to you and talk about whatever interest he had, whether you had knowledge on the subject or not. Most people would find his chatter off putting, but you found it interesting.
“C’mon Y/N, please, I don’t want to see you hurting.”
It was hard to say no to those puppy dog eyes of his, they reminded you of your first dog and that made it all the more harder. Eventually you cracked a small smile and nodded, “Okay then, I’m all yours now.”
Spencer grinned and pulled you into a warm embrace, “We’re gonna have so much fun, you just wait.”
I could possibly write a part 2 for this so if anyone would like one pls let me know! xx
Bloody surprise - Spencer Reid
This story was made with the help of my friend Nik who gave me some prompts to try out so thank you to her x
In the midst of trying to catch an unsub, the suspect ended up pushing you to the side as he rushed by you trying to get away. During the hustle you felt a slight pain near your stomach but you brushed it off as you and the team rushed to corner the criminal. Weapons were drawn and angled and luckily the perpetrator was smart enough to give in and let himself be taken away.
As the team walked back to their vehicles you started to feel faint. Your vision became hazy and a cold sweat broke out on your forehead. Your hand immediately went to your side as you now noticed the pain that was emitting from it.
“Y/N?”
You looked up and saw Spencer glance at you with concerned eyes, “Are you okay?”. Spencer walked over to you and wrapped his arm around your back to try and balance you as he noticed you were starting to hunch over. You pulled your hand up to inspect it and your eyes went wide when you saw it was covered in a crimson color.
“Is that blood?” Spencer took a hold of your wrist gently and brought it up to his face. He looked from your hand to your face and the panic was evident, you were injured, badly.
Spencer called out for help in a panicked tone and you felt your knees go weak. As Spencer felt you slump forward he quickly tightened his hold on you and patted your cheek lightly, “Look at me Y/N, you’ll be okay.”
Spencer’s voice became more muffled and your eyes fluttered shut as darkness took over your sight.
You woke up to a beeping sound.
Am I dead?
You winced as you opened your eyes and saw yourself lying in a hospital bed. As you carefully moved around to take a look at your surroundings you felt something on your lap. Looking down you saw Spencer resting his head on your lap. The exhaustion on his face was evident and you wondered how long he had been here. You caressed his head lightly and he shifted under your touch. A moment later he opened his eyes and both of you smiled at the sight of each other.
“Thank god you’re okay,” Spencer’s voice was groggy, hearing it made you instantly feel bad about his condition, even though you were the one in hospital with a wound.
“How long was I out for?”
“A day and a half, you had us really worried.”
“Someone was worried more than the others it seems,” Spencer grinned at your comment and sat up.
“Once you’re able to get out you’re staying with me, no exceptions.”
“Spence I’m-,” you stopped yourself when you saw the worry in Spencer’s eyes, you knew he wouldn’t give in until you were under his care.
"Alright, but only for you.”
Spencer chuckled and leaned down to kiss your forehead, “That’s what I like to hear.”
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“Simon,” she grunted, glaring at him from her cot; he didn’t even so much as twitch. “Simon!” she hissed louder, reaching for her boot below her. “I swear to God, I’m gonna throw my fucking boot at you.”
He shifted, rolling over, and muttered, “You throw that at me? And we’re gonna dance, little girl.”
“Then stop snoring like a goddamn bear in hibernation!” she shot back, dropping her boot. “I can’t fucking sleep when you’re ripping off the goddamn ceiling tiles like it’s your day job.”
“I think you’re exaggerating.”
“You sound like a fucking chainsaw.”
Ghost was too tired to even entertain her. “Then come over and shut me up.”
She glowered at him in the dark. “If I come over there, it’s not because I’m gonna sit on your face. I will smother you with your own fucking pillow.” She picked up her bundle of socks and chucked it at him, hitting him in the shoulder. “Stop fucking snoring or I’m gonna fix it—permanently.”
She flopped over and pulled the covers up to her neck when she felt a disturbance and cracked an eye open, gasping and almost shitting herself when she saw Ghost’s face inches from her.
“Jesus fucking Christ!” she yelped, almost falling off her cot. “Ghost, what the fuck!”
He didn’t say a single word, merely put his hands on either side of the cot and shucked a leg over the side.
“What are you doing?”
He started to put a knee in the cot.
“Don’t you fucking dare. This cot isn’t strong enough to hold us!”
He didn’t listen.
“Simon—!” she sharply inhaled when the cot creaked underneath their weight and she lay completely still, even as Simon shifted, resting his head on her chest, forearms tucked underneath her, legs hanging off the end. “I’m going to fucking murder you.”
“Mhm,” he grumbled, digging his cheek into her skin before he shut his eyes and breathed deeply, settling comfortably. “Murder tomorrow. Sleep now.”
She growled under her breath, but as the moments ticked by and Simon went slack atop her, she felt her anger dissipating, gently tucking her hands inside his hood, secured at the back of his neck, fingers brushing warm hair and skin.
Maybe it wasn’t so bad to hear him snore.
gojo being cute and silly (ノ´ з `)ノ
Obi-wan: *waking up after being knocked out* where are we?
Anakin: *sarcastically* heaven.
Obi-wan: oh.
Obi-wan: didn’t think you’d be here.
These two >>>>
Y/N : “…Steven and I are supposed to go to the museum together today.”
Marc : “Well, sorry, but I have something to do. Something more important.”
Y/N : “Let me guess. A stupid mission for your dear God, Chouchou.”
Marc : “… What ?”
Y/N : “… Mushu ?
Marc : “No. Not Mushu.”
Y/N : “Shang Chi ?”
Marc : “Khonshu.”
Y/N : “That’s what I said. Kimchi.”
Khonshu : “She’s an idiot.”
Marc : “She is, but not because she can’t get your name, because she’s doing it on purpose, not caring about pissing a God off.”
Y/N : “Oh, Si Fu is pissed ? So sad.”