How Cardan's kidnapping actually went like:
Jude: come with me
Cardan: okay 😀
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How Cardan's kidnapping actually went like:
Jude: come with me
Cardan: okay 😀
it's just... so... GOOOD!
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"I will lie down," he says, guiding me toward his enormous bed. Once there, he does not let go of my hand. "If you will lie with me."
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what if I read to you?
[spencer reid x reader]
summary: you take care of your stubborn boyfriend.
pairing: s.reid x gn!reader
w.c: 1K
warnings/content: discussions about migraines and insomnia; taking care of a loved one; some hurt/comfort; forgive me for grammar errors.
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He's been squinting and pressing his thumb against his temple since this morning. No. Not since this morning, actually since the beginning of the week. You keep your thoughts to yourself, you're not one to impose, you've seen how it is to be on the receiving end of his annoyance and you had the advantage of not having that as an experience.
But you're worried.
summary/prompt + genre - It’s rare for Spencer to fall asleep before you, but it’s a very welcome sight | pure fluff
warnings - none
wc - 326
notes - im so bad at endings omg
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You told yourself just one more chapter four chapters ago, comfortably buried under the covers with Spencer nestled into your side. He had been reading over your shoulder from the moment you both got into bed, turning down your offer to turn off the lights and get some sleep. He insisted he wasn’t tired in the slightest despite his drooping eyelids and increasingly frequent yawns. You offered him a Totally Convinced nod, knowingly smiling to yourself once his head dropped onto your chest after a few minutes. One hand moves to comb your fingers through his hair, gently scratching at his scalp: a surefire way to make sure he gets the relaxation he deserves.
hi hi hi!!! could u do a spencer x fem reader who is on her period or sick but still wants to work, like even though reader very obviously needs to stay home?? (i know you’ve done something similar before but if you don’t mind i would really appreciate it!!)
ꨄ pairing: spencer reid x fem!reader
ꨄ genre: fluff
ꨄ summary: being sick and on your period is never a easy thing. the symptoms that come with it are even worse but you’re still determined to go to work and it’s up to spencer to make sure you stay home and get taken care of.
"angel, you can't go in today. you'll only be out for maybe a week and then you can go back." spencer gently pushed your shoulders back until you laid back down, probably for the millionth time since you've woken up determined to go to work even in the state you were in.
he wasn't sure why you were so determined to go to work when you hardly got time off anyways, he figured you would enjoy getting to stay home and be cared for.
you weren't though, you keep trying to downplay how miserable you actually were so you could go to work. spencer could see right through you though. he's heard you complain about the pains of being on your period and to add being sick on top of that, he knew you were in no condition to work. but still you tried.
"a week is too long! i need to be out there helping." your voice was hoarse from all the coughing you'd done. you tried to sit up but before you could get your head off of the pillows, spencer was putting his hands on your shoulders again to keep you down.
"you can help by getting better. plus, if i let you go in now, hotch will just send you back home." spencer reasoned. you huffed and slumped your shoulders, rolling your eyes as you realized that he was right but you weren't going to admit it aloud.
spencer moved from hovering over you once he was sure you weren't going to try and get up again and got onto his side of the bed. hen placed his hand on your forehead to make sure your temperature was still down before pulling the blankets over you and pressing his lips to your cheek.
"you're so stubborn, why can't you just let me take care of you?" he mumbled against your skin before pulling away. he reached over your body and turned your lamp off so you could get some rest without it bothering you.
when spencer laid flat on his back again, you turned over and placed your arm and leg over him and rested your head on his chest. "i wouldn't be me if i didn't put up a fight."
he chuckled and shook his head, remembering of all the times you'd fought him over simple things just because you were too stubborn to admit when you were wrong. still, it was one of the many things he adored about you.
The Truth Written on My Skin
Summary: Spencer sees your scars for the first time Pairing: Spencer Reid x Female Reader Genre: fluff [oneshot] Words: 974 Warning(s): mention of scars and past self-harm A/N: this one was requested! If you ever needed to talk I'm here and remember, you're all beautiful just the way you are
There was a growing tension, our faces only inches apart as I sat on his lap. He had me trapped between his arms, his hand resting on my waist.
He didn't give me time to process the moment as he leaned forward, his lips pressing on mine in a soft yet desperate kiss.
It had a fiery passion, almost like they were two perfectly matching pieces, set in time and space.
I took his face in my hands, my thumbs gently stroking his cheeks in a slow back-and-forth movement.
This wasn't the first time we would just sit on the sofa of his apartment kissing each other. There was nothing sexual in it, we hadn’t taken our relationship to that point yet, only love and kindness in between our tired bodies, a pure form of intimacy. The way he would hold me keeping my whole shape still after a long and hard case was all we both needed.
In those moments it was just us. Nothing else mattered.
My breath coughed in my throat as he gave my hips a light squeeze, giving him the time to slip his tongue inside my mouth.
I moaned as I watched him loosening his tie around his neck, his lips slowly moving from mine to my neck, leaving a trail of kisses there.
“I missed you” he whined, his forehead brushing against my shoulder before moving up to capture my lips once again.
I smiled in between kisses. “I’m here, honey. I’m here”
When it came to Spencer, time never seemed to be enough. We would spend the whole day at work together, driving from and back home in the same car, and once in the comfort of my or his flat as evening fell and the dawn came to an end, all those moments still seemed too little and the space in between us too much.
He looked at me for a moment, his fingers on the hem of my jumper, a silent request for permission to remove it. I nodded, his hands quick to slip it off me, just before he continued his onslaught of kisses.
I barely managed to help him out of his sweatshirt when I felt his palms drop from my shoulders to my elbows, his lips stopping and an uneasy silence wrapping itself around us.
I moved my face away from his. “What’s wrong?”
He did not answer me so I followed his fixed, lost gaze towards my right arm. My breath caught in my throat.
"Spencer I-" is all I managed to say before I was cut off.
“Y/N?”
I felt his fingers on my skin, passing gently over the scars and his fingertips bending under their thickness.
Those scarred welts filled my whole body, but I was so used to keeping them hidden under long sleeves and was so caught up in the heat of the moment with him that I had forgotten about them. Guilt and embarrassment filled my chest and face.
I moved from his lap, away from him, away from his touch. All I felt was like crying. "I'm sorry, I'm sorry"
I tried to pick up my jumper from the floor to escape the situation, but a quick hand grabbed my wrist, blocking my movements. "Hey, no"
At the sound of his voice, so calm and weighted as if I were a glass vase ready to break, I lost my mind. I didn't miss people's pitiful eyes, their useless 'I'm sorry', and their offers of help. I didn't miss having to explain to the world that a while back hurting myself seemed to be the only thing that made me feel better.
I didn't want to go through that again, especially with him.
With one arm he repositioned me on top of him and, holding me tightly, he lifted my chin with his thumb. “Let me kiss them better”
I did not immediately realize his words, my mind too noisy with thoughts to process anything else. I was brought back into the real world by his lips moving over the entire length of both of my arms, one at a time, slowly.
I was not used to such gentleness and understanding.
"I'm sorry if I made you feel uncomfortable, that was not my intention, not at all" he whispered.
I looked at him and nodded, aware that if I tried to speak the tears would start to come out.
He smiled gently. "I don't want to tell you the usual nonsense, Y/N" he began, "You probably have heard it for years. But I want to say that I know you are a strong woman and your past, as long as it doesn't hurt you in the present, doesn’t matter to me”
I managed to crack a smile. Part of me knew that he would know right away what those signs were, he was a clever man, my clever man, but surprise was still there along with fear.
"I love you and every little thing about you, every smile, every tear, and even every scar," he continued, "And I'm sorry you had to go through such bad times, but I'm here with you now"
He kissed my lips again, wrapping his arms around my bare body.
It had taken me some time to accept myself and the body I was stuck in, convinced of the fact that no one else could accept a person wounded in both soul and body. But being hurt did not necessarily signal being ruined. It merely meant that that person or thing needed a little more love than the rest did.
And it was exactly at that moment, in Spencer's sofa, that I realized that my past and the battles I thought with my mind were not a problem.
The truth written on my skin was not a problem.
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Andie's April 2020 Fic Recs
I know this is long overdue, but I'm going through my archives, and posting these lovely fics when I first read them.
• Dear Diary: ❤️🔥🔞 @zugzwangxo Spencer comes across a diary that doesn't belong to him.
• Savior in a Strange Land: 💔 @dontshootmespence Spencer is determined to save his queen - especially from her husband.
• I Cannot Play Pretend:💔 Spencer and Reader have an emotional affair.
• That Didn't Just Happen:❤️🔥🔞 Spencer has a wet dream about Reader.
• One Night: ❤️🔥🔞 @persephones24 Spencer meets Reader in a bar.
• Tutor:💗 Spencer tutors Reader and they both develops crushes.
• Your Move: ❤️🔥🔞 [Series] @stunudo Spencer with his cane.
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Spencer Reid reacting to pregnant women in Criminal Minds S10E23, “The Hunt”
Can we just take a minute to talk about Spencer’s canon reaction to the women on his team being pregnant? Please?
SPENCER REID IN THE INTERNET IS FOREVER (5X22)
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