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maybe its my inflamed ego but i think if i was a criminal minds character i could make spencer reid fall in love with me.

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hi guys! just wanted to stop by and give a massive thanks to my supporters here and a big thanks to those who shared some love on my last post (the smut)

i truly thought that was one of my worst pieces but it's now my most liked

so thank you guys <3

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ngl my eyes are on his hands

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cw smoking (pls don’t smoke !! )

mm i think i want him too ;)

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everytime im reminded of this look i crash tf out

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Sold to one direction 2013 (BAU's version)

Author's note: This is a literal joke and for fun and nostalgia. Also yes I know hazel eyes aren't completely green or anything but I've got limited emojis lol.

WC: 569

No warnings! Hope you guys enjoy!

You had just gotten home from a day at uni. 

You went to your room, covered in posters by bands like the smiths and radiohead. You weren’t like the other girls who had Taylor Swift and Harry Styles posters on their walls. You were… different. You were weird and quirky, so no one ever paid you any mind. 

You took off your beat up converse and put your hair in a messy bun. You looked in the mirror and analyzed the outfit you were wearing: a nirvana shirt, shorts, black knee high socks and a plaid flannel around your waist. 

All of a sudden your mom opened your door. “Mom, privacy? Knock next time.” 

“Oh you won’t have to worry about that. Pack your things.”

“What? Why? Are we moving?”

“I’m not. You are. We’ve sold you to pay for our trip to Bora Bora.”

With that, she walked out the door of your bedroom. 

Welp, you guess you have to start packing. 

After about an hour, you had all your things packed into 2 suitcases. You didn’t have much since you didn’t wear makeup and wore less girly clothes, unlike the other girls. 

You carried your stuff downstairs where you bumped into a tall, kind of broad build. You look up and are met with honey brown eyes. 

“Aaron Hotchner. Hotch. Is this all your stuff?”

“Y-yeah..” was all you were able to say. 

As this “Hotch” took your bags out to the car, you looked at your mom. 

“Bye Sweetie!” was all she said as she waved you goodbye with a smile plastered on her face. 

You walked out to the car and saw Hotch holding the car door open for you. 

“Prepare yourself to meet everyone.”

Everyone? Who’s everyone? What the hell is going on?

After a few hours of driving, you guys finally arrived at your destination which was…. An FBI building?!

“Woah mister, idk what kind of game this is but I haven’t done ANYTHING wrong. Okay I lied, one time I stole a pen from Jessica Anderson but that was because I really liked that pen and she stole my boyfriend but THAT’S IT. Oh my god I can’t believe I’ve already lied to the FBI. I SWEAR IM INNOCENT AND NONVIOLENT SIR IM SORRY.” you scream as you bury your face into your hands. 

“Are you done screaming?” says Hotch.

“Yup” you say, still hiding your face. 

“You’re not in trouble or anything.” You sit up straight and look at him, “I’m not?”

“No, this is where the team and I work. Come on, let’s go in.” The team?! What in the butt fuckery???

You guys walk into the building, towards the elevator and go up a few floors. 

When the doors open again, there’s another fucking glass door.

How many doors are there? Damn. 

“Most of the team are out at lunch but this…” he says walking towards a scrawny looking boy, not too far from your age, “is Dr. Spencer Reid. I think you two will get along well.”

Spencer begins to stand from his chair. 

He’s so tall he’s towering over you. It also doesn’t help that you are small and petite and fragile. 

His hazel orbs 🟢👄🟢 are staring into your soul. 

“Hi” he says giving you a smirk.😏 

“Hi” you say back.

Maybe getting sold by your family isn’t going to be so bad at all. 

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Spencer’s version

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he could do anything to me😣😣

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I once was poison ivy, but now i'm your daisy

Author's note: I'm back now after my long ass break lol. Coming back with some smut for y'all. If it's ass, be nice about it pls.

WC: 1800

CW: dick sucking , pussy eating , unprotected sex , use of the word 'brat', spencer dominant

Summary: Girlie tries to be dominant but spence isn't having it 🫦

You and Spencer had been on vacation for a few days, just the two of you relaxing after a hectic few cases with the team. You guys really needed a break, especially Spencer. He’d been working himself to the bone all year, he deserves rest and relaxation. You two were sitting out on the patio, just chilling before you headed to dinner. But with the view in front of you, you might be getting dinner early 😏. 

Spencer was sitting on his phone, legs spread wide, shirt left unbuttoned, exposing his toned and muscled torso. You found yourself standing up from your seat, pushing the coffee table out of the way. 

“Baby, what are you doing?” He asked. 

“Nothing, my love. Just want something.” You said as you slowly moved to kneel in front of him, slowly trailing your fingers up his thighs. You were ever so slowly moving your hand up his body, going past where he wanted you most. You spread your fingers over his muscled and toned torso, making your way straight back down to his hardening crotch. 

His breathing was starting to speed up, wanting nothing more than to throw you onto the couch next to him and fucking you until you saw stars. But that’s now how today will go. 

You palmed his crotch, making him hiss from pleasure. You had to press his hips down, seeing as though he was trying to relieve himself a bit by thrusting up, hoping you’d press down on him harder. 

“Please, baby.” Spence whispered 

“Please what, love?” 

“Touch me, fuck me, anything please.” He said, still trying to move his hips into your hand. 

He helped you pull down his pants, eager to see what you were going to do for him. 

As soon as the waistband of his pants were past his hips, his hard cock sprung out, already red at the tip and leaking precum. 

Absolutely beautiful. 

You lightly swiped a finger across the tip of him, making him take in a sudden breath of air. Boy, did you love seeing him like this. Wrecked with lust, for only you. You were the only one who could ever make him so weak, the thought making the wetness between your legs all the more noticeable. But this isn’t about you right now, it’s about him. Ignoring the throbbing between your legs, you wrapped your hand around the tip of him, gathering some of the precum to use as a lubricant. You began twisting your hand around the tip of him, you could see him trying to hide his moans and whimpers. 

You ducked your head down to lick a long strip up his cock, locking your eyes on his face, wanting him to watch the sight in front of him. 

“Look at me.” Was all you needed to say before he snapped his eyes open, looking directly into your eyes, stunned by your beauty being between his legs. 

You stroked him up and down a few times before kissing his tip and wrapping your mouth around his cock. You bobbed your head up and down slowly, feeling the veins of him with your tongue. Fuck. His breathing stuttered the moment he could feel your tongue working him. 

He was at your mercy, so easily. You loved him like this, a writhing mess under you. 

You kept bobbing your head up and down, prolonging what he wanted, needed. The only sounds that could be heard were the sounds of the ocean waves crashing nearby, the wet sounds coming from your mouth, and his heavy breathing as he continued to keep himself quiet. You knew he was shy,especially in such an open place, but you didn’t want him to be. You wanted him to be loud and moan and whimper and cry. Make the world hear how you had him wrapped around your finger. Make them hear how only you could make him so weak. 

He was getting closer by the second. You were ready to destroy him, by not letting him cum. 

The second you knew he was about to cum, you removed yourself completely from his body. You’d never seen his eyes shoot open so fast. “Why’d you do that?” he asked in confusion. 

“Cause I wanted to.” you looked at him cheekily. 

Before you knew it, you were being thrown on your back, onto the couch with Spencer hovering over you, holding your wrists by the sides of your head. 

“Being funny now, are we?” he said, smiling down at you. 

Smiling up at him, you said “Some good girls do bad things too.”

“So that’s how you want to play? Alright, suit yourself.” he said as he crawled down your body til he reached the bottom of your, quite short, skirt. He pulled your skirt up, exposing your lacy pink underwear. Spencer swore he couldn’t get any harder, turns out he was wrong. 

He reached up to the hem of your panties and pulled down, showing your slickness. One of the most beautiful things he’s ever had the pleasure of seeing. The first being your face, of course. 

Once he's removed your panties, he licks a strip up your clit. Chills run down your body from the sensation of his tongue on you. He’s never tasted anything better, his favorite meal. Spencer starts licking at your clit a few times before fully diving into you, making you gasp and grip the couch cushions in your hands. He always knew how to make you feel good. 

Once he thought you were ready, he detached his mouth from you, replacing his tongue with his fingers. The way his fingers were able to stretch you and make you feel were indescribable. Your skin is ablaze atop the couch cushions. He’s pumping his fingers into your pussy, speeding up as he hears how close you are. You’re a moaning mess, practically begging for more. You’re starting to get frustrated by the fact that you’re so close to the edge, unable to go over. 

“Please, baby. I need more.” you say. 

“More what, amor? Use your words.” he asks.

“Use your mouth too, please.” 

He immediately gives you what you want. He's attached his mouth to your clit, licking your pearl at a relentless pace. You can feel yourself right at the edge of pleasure. Holding your breath, arching your back so that Spencer can get deeper into your pussy with his fingers. Your body feels like it’s on fire. Your legs are shaking around Spencer's head, trying to hold him close to where you need him. Your fists are closed, digging your nails into the palms of your hand. He thrusts his fingers harder into you and you’re spilling onto his fingers. Your brain has gone fuzzy, you can’t see anything but stars. Finally, you can breathe again. 

Spencer sits up from his place between your legs. He looks up grinning like a devil. He’s pulled his fingers out of you and looks you in the eye as he sucks one of his fingers clean of your juices. 

“Open your mouth baby.” he commands. 

You do as he says and open your mouth. He sticks his other finger in your mouth and without hesitation you lick it clean. Tasting yourself, from the pleasure he gifted you. He goes to pull his finger from your mouth, not before pushing it down your throat a bit, making you gag. He lets out a chuckle. 

As he’s about to stand up, he notices you rubbing your thighs together. 

“I just gave you an orgasm and you’re already wanting more. Tsk tsk tsk, are you an ungrateful brat today?” he asks. 

“Please. Fuck me, baby.” you beg. 

He leans down to your ear, whispering “Be careful of what you wish for.” before his hands wrap around your waist and flipping you onto your stomach as if you’re a ragdoll. He’s not even telling you what to do anymore, he’s moving your body into position for himself. For his pleasure. He lifts your hips into the air, stuffing a pillow under your hips, just for you. 

You lay there, holding onto the side of the couch, anticipating him. Your heart is pounding with excitement. You feel himself aligning himself with you, before he’s slowly pushing into you. He’s stretching you so slowly, trying not to hurt you. The whole time he’s entering you, you’re holding your breath, trying to adjust to his massive size. Once he’s reached his hilt, you can finally breathe again. 

“I would fall from grace, just to get this moment with you forever.” he says right as he starts moving. His first thrust back into you, has the both of you releasing a breathless moan. Spencer’s ready to be selfish and focus on his own pleasure. He wanted to teach you a lesson for earlier when you didn’t let him cum in your mouth. He’s been aching to cum since. He’s pounding into you harder and faster now. Not caring who hears or sees anymore. Let the world watch how good your tight pussy makes him feel. 

“Fuck baby. Make me feel so good. You’re so tight.” he praises. He’s pounding into your pussy harder. You can feel yourself teetering on the edge of glory. You start to move your hand to your clit, before Spencer is moving both your hands behind your back. 

“You think selfish brats get to cum?” he mocks before pressing your hands into your back harder. He’s driving into you harder and harder, making sure you feel his hard cock digging into your g spot. He’s hitting it over and over and you’re going cross eyed from how good it is. The slickness between your bodies is increasing the amount of sound being heard. His hips are slamming into your ass, you’re both moaning and breathing hard as the ocean waves crash around you. 

You’re on the cusp of release when Spencer is telling you how close he is. He’s breathing harder and faster. 

“Fuck, I’m cumming. Baby… please.” before he’s spilling into you, his hips stuttering. 

“Spencer, please. More.” you beg, seen as though you didn’t get to cum this round. 

“I know you want my touch for life, if you behave tonight at dinner, then who knows, I might make you Juno.” he says as he pulls out of you, kissing your forehead and pulling up his shirts. You turn to look up at him from the couch and say “You know I’m not a bad girl, but I do bad things with you.”

“That’s one of the reasons why I love you, amor. You did a number on me, but who’s counting. Now let’s go. We’re going to be late.”

“Can I have a kiss first? Please.”

“I don’t kiss brats.”

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She’s an incredible writer and she’s currently working on an amazing series for Lewis with the first 2 chapters already out!

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I’ve honestly had such bad writers block/personal issues lately that I can’t write so I’m gonna make a “sold to Spencer Reid” fic now like back in the old days for one direction

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Who else has an unhealthy obsession with Spencer’s hands 👀🙋��‍♀️

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how would y'all feel about a fic inspired by peter by taylor swift? where the girlie is an unsub?

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sorry but this is so absurd like i know this man whimpers so pathetically in bed

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Nothing just Reid being comfortable enough to sleep next to his boss because that’s his father right there, that man is his safehaven

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I know how to ball, you know Aristotle

Author's Note: This was very much inspired by So High School by Taylor Swift. Not my best piece but it could be cute. I hope you guys enjoy it! Feedback is always appreciated

WC: 1085

CW: a bit of a makeout session at the end, little bit of drinking

Summary: the BAU participate in a company baseball game but you aren’t able to play due to an injury from work so you cheer on Spence and the rest of the team.

It was like 199° outside; fahrenheit or celsius, it didn’t matter. all you knew was that it was hot as balls out and you had to sit out there to watch the rest of the BAU participate in a baseball game against another department from work. 

You aren’t able to play due to an injury you sustained while in the field a week ago when the team was working on a case. It was basically due to clumsiness that you’re out of the game for a while. You managed to twist your ankle very badly. so you find yourself sitting on the sidelines, in hot ass weather, watching all your colleagues play an “exciting” game of baseball. Of course, you didn’t necessarily have to be there. You were there just to cheer on your favorite person. Although, he wasn’t the most athletic person out on the field, you hate to admit. But he was trying his best and you were proud as hell. 

Spencer had been nagging you about how to play well in today's game, considering you used to play in high school and college. You tried to help him out the best you could but, at some point you two had to admit that it would take a miracle for Spencer to be a standout player out on the field. So you helped him by making sure he could make some contributions to the team with simple skills.

It was now almost the end of the game and spence was killing it. When you first sat down to watch the game, you were scanning the field for him and when you found him, you shyly hid from him, using your baseball cap as a shield to hide your blushing smile. You loved watching him from the sidelines, just cheering him on and screaming til your lungs hurt when he managed to hit the ball with the bat. You were so incredibly proud of how well he was playing. that was your man, and you couldn’t be happier. It felt like high school, being in the stands and cheering on your boyfriend who’s out on the field playing the most intense game you’ve ever seen. This love felt so lively and carefree, it was just love. 

Every time you cheered for him and screamed, you could see his pink cheeks blushing harder each time, his eyes twinkling in the blink of an eye. 

The game ended with the BAU team winning by a longshot, which was honestly surprising. You weren’t gonna lie, your team was pretty fit and in shape, but their baseball skills were questionable, but they pulled through and you were so proud. 

After the game, the whole team went to a bar close by to celebrate and just hang out. The night was filled with laughter and teasing banter. Each one of them was absolutely battering the other for something that happened during the game. Everyone’s favorite moment though was when Spencer hit the ball quite far, and he decided that once he’d run the bases, he was gonna do a little dance and point to you to celebrate his amazing performance. The whole thing had you beaming with pride and joy. 

While the team were speaking amongst themselves, you wanted a moment with just Spence. 

“Tell me about the first time you saw me.” you’d said, head resting in the palm of your hand as you looked up at him. 

He pursed his lips before speaking, “Well, it was your first day at the BAU. You put up this front that you were confident and that you already knew everything. But I know that wasn’t true.”

“What do you mean?”

“You kept tugging on your clothes as if they were choking you. You also kept fiddling with your bracelet. You know, you’re not very good at hiding your feelings for a profiler.” he laughed. 

“Yeah, well, sorry, we can’t all be amazing profilers who can hide every little thing from everyone.” you let out a giggle. 

“But I was also thinking about how pretty you are. Felt like I couldn’t breathe when I first saw you. You’re mesmerizing. It was like I was watching an angel appear before me. And I thought you were so cool. I mean, the way you carried yourself was impressive. I didn’t expect you to be so nice either. Your resting face makes you look a bit mean, but turns out you’re the nicest and most kind hearted person to exist.”

You turned to face away from him, trying to hide the fact that he was making you so flustered. 

He moved to bring your eyes back to his, gently cupping the side of your face til he could see you again. Fuck. He had you wrapped around his finger and he knew it too. But you didn’t care. You would do anything for him. 

The night ended with everyone heading home after a few drinks. You and Spence were walking to your car, hand in hand, just in a comfortable silence. He walked you to the passenger side of the car and opened the door for you. You thanked him and got in the car. Once you were nicely in the car, Spence closed the door and rounded the car til he reached the driver side and went in. 

You two sat there, just staring at each other for ages. You couldn’t fathom that he was real, that he loved you, and that he was right in front of you. There was no doubt in your mind about him. 

Spence broke eye contact to look around the parking lot to make sure the team weren’t watching before he pulled you close to him and kissed the life out of you. He’d grabbed the collar of your shirt and pulled you so close. His lips tasted of the mojito he’d drank, so minty and fresh. Lips so soft, you wondered if he’d applied chapstick before leaving the bar. You moved your hand to rest on the side of his neck, just to feel him. His hand moved up from your shirt collar to the back of your head, deepening the kiss. God, you were practically melting into him. It was getting hard to breathe but you didn’t want to stop. 

No one’s ever had you like he did, and no one ever would. This was it for you. He’s the one you're gonna marry and spend the rest of forever with. He was your sun.

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new short story thing coming in an hour or so! hope y'all like it <3