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[spncvr]

spencelle in film

criminal minds, seasons one & two

[ladygenius]

Crimson Nights & Predators | Part III

Content: in their fairytale surrounding finally, Spencer tells y/n what’s bothering him about the evening

Wordcount: 1300

Category: fluffiest confession fluff🫶🏼

Warnings: mentions of alcohol, bullying, verbal abuse

“By the way”, she clearly had to urge the rest of the mysterious booze down her throat, “Obviously, I’ve been planning to share this exquisite finding with my favorite bookworm anyway”, she darted her eyes back up at him.

“Mr. Braggy and his wingman just offered the first opportunity for a little getaway. Whoops.”

She rolled her eyes before facing one of the huge shelves, clearly with a plan in mind. “Alright. This devil’s stuff better made me forget about my vertigo. Hey, what do you think, Spence? Bet I’m gonna find, say, at least an original Twain or Whitman up there.”

Bravely, she climbed the first few steps of the ladder, a little wobbly on her heels maybe but still as gracefully as ever. That was until she leaned over a little too far and just as she reached for a particularly fancy-looking book the wheel mechanism of the ladder set in, catching y/n off guard.

This time, it really was her frightened squeaking as she clung to the shelf and Spencer reacted just in time to stop the ladder before she would have eventually flopped to the ground - ungracefully.

After a moment of shock that lasted longer than it would have with sober brain cells, they both burst out into ringing laughter.

So while Spencer was holding onto the ladder from the start this time as a safety measure, y/n continued her quest for the most ancient-looking copies. He urged himself to look in every direction but ahead of him – y/n’s legs centimeters away from his face - nervous at the sight of their soft skin and perfect shape, he desperately tried to find something to talk about. But it was her voice that made the decision for him.

“Spence.. Can I ask you a question?" his face instinctively tilted upwards, only to shyly dart down again, realizing he didn't want her to think he was trying to get a glimpse up the skirt of her alluring dress. "Do you think I’m being kind of a bitch to Andersson?” The question alone set off an alarm inside him.

“I mean, it’s actually kinda mean… running away from someone like a kid on a playground. But you know, I’ve told him like a gazillion times that I have no interest in going out with him.”

Spencer’s thoughts immediately catapulted him back to the bar. The two men’s degrading comments about y/n and Andersson’s plan to take advantage of her potentially intoxicated self once the evening had come to an end. And yet, here she was feeling sorry for him. It made his heart ache. But fortunately, from where she was standing, she couldn’t see the honest pain plastered on his face.

"Spence, did I say something wrong?" "Oh.. no, y/n. Not at all" She descended carefully, Spencer steadying her with a gentle hand on her back.

"You know.." she hesitated, suddenly their difference in height making her seem so vulnerable and timid again. "I didn't want you to think of me this way but I feared somehow this was reminding you of how you were treated once.. you know, back in high school. I don't want you to think of me as that kind of woman.. you know, leading guys on only to prank them in some demeaning way for everyone to see."

"What, woah, y/n. This isn't even in the slightest comparable. I mean it. Hey, look at me. I would never think of you like that, Okay?" He was incapable of even beginning to explain how far his genuine thoughts about her varied from her assumption.

She nodded doubtfully, her gaze resting on his hand on her shoulder which he immediately pulled back upon noticing.

"It's just.. I feel like you're somehow - angry about something? I don't know. Maybe I'm just reading into it too much but I was afraid we weren't okay.. Cause we are, right?" Her orbs studied him and widened hopefully, as his heart was melting once again at how well she knew him.

"No. You're right.. obviously", he sighed, y/n's chest puffing out anxiously, her brows frowning. "I just can't keep a secret from you, can I?" His timid smile clearly made y/n already feel a little more at ease. "It's those jerks." "What? Andersson and his idiotic wingman? How could simple creatures like them cause brilliant Dr. Reid any trouble?"

"I. I just can't stand how they're treating you.. you know." Y/n seemed baffled for a second. "Oh.. well, yeah, I mean, they're obvious douches and it's annoying Andersson won't ever accept a simple no. But other than staring and asking me to dance he really hasn't done anything I could blame him for. It's sweet of you, though, that you're being different. You actually sense how I'm feeling, you know. You always can."

Her hands settled on the hem of his jacket, where they had already rested earlier this evening, causing nothing but blissful feelings inside him. But now it felt all wrong.

Her eyes searched for his. But he couldn't face her, it hurt too much. Just like he had thought - sooner or later, the fairytale was bound to end.

"Please don't defend them". His lips uttered barely inaudible. "Those pricks sure as hell don't deserve that." Slightly startled by the unlike-him choice of words and the stern sound of his voice, y/n sensed that she must be clueless about the situation.

"What happened, Spence"? She softly tilted up his chin to reveal his hazel eyes meeting hers all blurry.

"They said things about you.. earlier. I overheard them. Disgusting stuff you don't deserve. No one does. I don't even wanna repeat it.. I just can't stand the thought of you being talked about this way y/n. And yet you're the one to worry about treating them fairly. They're nowhere good enough for you anyway. And I know, neither am I, but I would never treat you like that." This last part slipped out unintentionally. And y/n noticed.

It’s over, he thought to himself standing here almost crying, she must think him to be completely embarrassing.

But she just stepped even closer to Spencer, hesitating briefly before decidedly taking his hands inside her own. Finally.

"I know you never would.. That's why I love you." That, too, slipped out somewhat suddenly but not quite as unintentionally. She sensed how loaded this topic was for Spencer, how much she meant to him. She has been suspecting this for a while now, but she was always just too scared to take the leap. And now she couldn't help it. In this perfect location with his protectiveness about her.

His eyes fixated on her own for almost an eternity. Both barely blinked. Whatever happened, it wouldn't be half bad, y/n thought. After all, he finally knew. God, how he deserved to know he was loved like that.

"But.. y/n. Why would you ever, I mean. You're so much more than I am-"

"You are everything to me, Spencer. It doesn't get much bigger than that, I guess. I mean, of course, if you insisted, I could go with the whole universe too.. but the point is, you've always been more than enough because you're you-"

And suddenly it was he who cut y/n short unexpectedly. His lips met hers with the most delicate urgency imaginable. Finally, he could pull her closer without their bodies colliding meaning mere accidental contact.

Her hands around his neck tangled into his soft curls and it still felt like once they let go of each other - it might all be over again. The Fairytale a silly fantasy and reality ready to separate them cruelly.

But as they opened their eyes, everything remained the same. "I love you too, y/n."

Except for the fact that everything was different now.

Spencer's eyes were still blurry from overwhelm, but this time for a better reason as he stared deeply into hers. He cleared his throat, "By the way.. did you end up finding any good first prints up there?" Y/n let out an embarrassed laugh.

"Honest to God.. I don't remember anymore."

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What are you doing? Catch up: Part I | Part II

[hotchgan]

There is one thing that we can all agree on as a fandom:

The cm writers are trash and they bring up so many plot lines and then drop it the next episode.

[partytricks]

bau agent: now my *name of foreign language* is pretty rusty but...*perfectly translates the phrases and solves the case*

[wild-feminist]

Woke up to find out the CM writers made Jeid canon 🤦🏻‍♀️🙄😑

jfc I’m honestly so pissed. CBS & the writers are cowards. JEMILY is right fucking there!! It practically writes itself! And also you have Paget & AJ?!??? The chemistry!! And yet....🤷🏻‍♀️🤬

[dontshootmespence]

Inconsistent character development number one of the finale: Emily wins bank at sin-to-win weekends and you’re telling me she didn’t understand what Tara was talking about in the poker game? Bullshit.

[criminalmindsreview-blog]

The Criminal Minds Writers Hate Spencer Reid

In more instances that fans would like, Spencer Reid’s character is put through hell and back to pull at the heart-strings of many viewers. Some of the shows biggest storylines are based on Reid’s tragic life, and the writes definitely draw out his misfortunes to attract viewers. As a fan who gets very invested in the show, it is not fun to see my favorite character constantly get dragged through the dirt to try and trick ratings into going up, when in the end, they will never do anything drastic like kick his character off the show, because he is the main source of views. The most famous arch that destroyed Reid’s life was in season 12 when they throw his character in prison for trying to get his mother medication in Mexico. The use his mother’s illness and his huge heart to destroy his character’s mental stability and reputation at his job. Coincidentally, during the storyline in season twelve, his character is drugged, which causes him to not remember the events that lead to him being in prison. Tobias Hankel from the episode I am focusing on is then brought up, because of Jennifer Jareau, Reid’s closest co-worker, shares that Spencer would never willingly inject drugs again after getting over the addiction that Tobias forced upon him. After his trip to prison, Reid finds out that his mother has been abducted by the person who started this whole mess, to begin with. Spencer is sent to a female prison where he has to play a criminal’s mind game to try and save his mother’s life. Spencer’s character is given a few hours to figure out why the criminal caused this mess for him, with one guess, and if he can not figure it out then his mother could be killed in seconds. On top of misfortunes that happen to his character directly, he is also the victim of unlucky acquaintances. In season eight of the show, the audience is introduced to the only love interest that Spencer has been given throughout the show’s fifteen years of broadcast, Maeve Donovan. At the beginning of their love affair, Reid keeps their interactions secret and only talk on the phone for a little bit a day. After their relationship progresses for a few episodes, Maeve suddenly stops answering Spencer’s calls. This, of course, sends him into a frenzy, and he finally tells the team that he thinks his girlfriend has been kidnapped. Once his team finds where Maeve is, Spencer tries to save the day, but obviously, that doesn’t happen to him! Reid literally watches his girlfriend get murdered right in front of him; Spencer can’t catch a break. From a viewers standpoint, the constant torture to Reid’s character makes it seems like the writers are scared to lose ratings, which would also lead to the thought that the show might be coming to an end (because let's be honest, you can only torture one small boy for so long before it gets boring).

Pictured above is Reid’s devastating reaction to his girlfriend rough death (this picture has made me cry on many occasions). 

Above is a picture of Reid in prison, and below is his character trying to save his mother hours after being released.

[stunudo]

Finally watching Annihilator... writers, c’mon Barnes would not be talking about the Bay Area as “up there” when her frame of reference is Virginia.