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[palmerzy]

you get spencer like no one else omggg

eee thank you :)) i try

[palmerzy]

how are you angel? 🫶🏼🩷 missing you and your content

eeek thank you!! i’m okay, sorry for being MIA 🙈

sooo much went on for me in the second half of january, all my plans went out the window (unfortunately) and i literally had no time to write, which is so frustrating but i’m gonna try to get back to it soo!!

thank you for checking in, so sweet of you, miss you lot too!!

[palmerzy]

recently found your acc and needed to say that the spencer reid nursing fic genuinely made me crash out

i hope that’s a positive crashout!! 😭😭

[palmerzy]

hey queen thank you thank you thank you thank you for the period sex fic you're amazing it was so good

-the first anon

glad you liked it!! sorry it took a few days but thank you for requesting :) i had a fun time writing it!

[palmerzy]

no stop, you’re going to make me cry (⋟﹏⋞) i really needed that spencer post, he’s so understanding and sweet. thank you so much, i seriously love every blurb you write <3

awh thank you anon! <3

[palmerzy]

period sex with Spencer? to help relieve the cramps he like puts a towel down and dicks the reader deep pls pls pls

also requested: Might be weird but l'm on my period and have to ask, would you write something with Spencer and period sex?

don’t worry 2nd anon, it’s not weird at all, period sex is definitely like…top 5 ways to do it let’s be real! and spencer would totally be down for helping his partner feel better ;)

NSFW! - explicit sexual themes incl. blood & period sex.

spencer is no stranger to blood, so the prospect of period sex is really no different to normal sex for him, with the added bonus of helping you relieve your cramps.

he’s happy to give you his hands and his cock, and he’d probably offer his mouth too if you asked for it, but there’s a line somewhere. he covers his bed in towels for you, ensuring they overlap so you won’t fear bleeding through. he’s extra attentive during this time of the month, especially when it comes to intimacy.

knowing how good an orgasm is for cramp relief, he’s usually the first to suggest it, before the thought even crosses your mind. if you’re curled up on the sofa reading or watching a movie, he’ll come up behind you, leaning his chin on his hands as he speaks, “i set up some towels in the bedroom.” his words are implicit enough to have you leaping up, soft feet padding against hardwood floors in anticipation.

once you’re sat all pretty on his bed, legs spread and naked from the waist down, he’s like a predator hunting prey, giving you that shit-eating grin as his fingers tease the crimson staining your entrance. he’d plunge two inside in no time, using the blood as lube, curling his fingers towards himself.

he loves the way your reactions seem to be louder during this time of the month, like the pleasure is more intense as his slender fingers work you towards a release. he circles his thumb against your clit, gently because he’s aware it’s more sensitive, whispering sweet words of encouragement into your ear.

“come for me, baby, you know you’ll feel better after,” he murmurs, a tender kiss of his lips landing on the shell of your ear, whilst his fingers squelch in and out of your depths. his wrist and hand is coated in a gory mess by now, but his focus is on you, making you feel better.

when he’s made you come at least once from his fingers, he’d move onto your joint pleasures - not without taking a moment to go wash his hands, of course. he’s not a big fan of seeing blood on your body anywhere it shouldn’t be, so covering your hips and waist in your own plasma wouldn’t settle well in his overactive mind.

nonetheless, once his hands are clean and he can hold you as he wishes, he’d settle you back against the pillows, your legs spread in anticipation for him. even just running the head of his cock along your slit and gathering your fluids is enough to make him shudder, bracing one hand on your waist, his head buried against your shoulder.

when he finally slowly sinks into you, he lets out a shaky breath, feeling your wet heat surround him. if he’s honest, he loves period sex, mainly because the blood makes you warmer when he’s sheathed within you, and he thrives on that warmth. spencer is definitely someone who participates in sex largely for comfort, and there’s nothing more comfortable than being snuggly settled inside of you and knowing he’s helping his partner relieve their pain.

he doesn’t overly bother keeping a slow pace, knowing a faster rhythm will ease the cramps more. he pistons his hips into you, hands grasping at your waist and your stomach, feeling the slight bloat due to your ovulation as he whines against your neck. your own hands claw at his back, adding even more blood to the mix, legs tightening around him to pull him impossibly closer.

he can feel his pelvis and upper thighs being coated with a mixture of your fluids, but he’s unbothered, continuing to pump his cock into you. every smack of his tip against the slight ruggedness of your walls as you shed for the month has his mind blanking, only able to conjure thoughts of you and your pliant body beneath him.

every time spencer fucks you, he’s deep, but when it’s that time of the month, something about each stroke of his cock feels like it’s hitting somewhere new, like he’s so physically within you that you could become one. you can’t help the way you write beneath him, back arching against his chest, hips rolling to meet his rhythm.

when he’s ready to come, he’d reach down a hand once more, circling his thumb around your sensitive clit as he had done previously, coating the digit crimson. “you’re so warm, gonna make me come,” “so good, so so good, is it helping? yeah? i’m helping you?” he’d pant against your neck, and it’s then that you’d realise part of him genuinely just gets off on being beneficial to your body, on easing the pain swarming in your lower abdomen.

spencer’s hips snap just a few more times before the both of you are reaching climax, your crevice tightening around him, blood leaking onto the towels beneath the two of you. he’d keep his hips exactly parallel to yours, letting his come swarm within you, pure white mixing with deep red in a passionate cocktail.

he’d pull out eventually, cock and lower tummy covered, but he doesn’t mind. he’s really, truly, unbothered. he got to come, you got to come and feel better, so why would a little blood put him off? plus, if anything, it’s just an excuse for the both of you to run off to the shower together, likely for round two.

thanks anons! 💋

[palmerzy]

Hi Tia!! Do you write for MGG characters outside Spencer? I’m curious cause Chip Taylor from 68 Kill has me in a chokehold right now.

hey anon!! i will unashamedly say that i’ve seen almost every mgg movie so i’ll happily write for other characters! i never considered it before, but i’m totally down :) if you send some requests i’ll be happy to write them <3

[palmerzy]

lowkey, spencer would totally be such a pervert when it comes to camgirl! reader.

like he’d constantly be checking his phone even away in cases, for notifs of announcements of your next streams and if he has the time, he’d try to catch even a small glimpse of a stream while in bed on a case.

the way he’d totally spend every earnings of his income on you 🤭❤️

answering this rn because i like the concept :3 not too well versed with all this stuff but either way, i hope this suffices 🙈

NSFW! - explicit sexual themes, incl. camgirl!reader and kinda perv!spencer (depends on your definition of a perv, really).

spencer doesn’t even remember how he stumbled across your page, probably through a rogue advert or something on his computer. but what he does know is that he was hooked right from the start.

he’s never really been one for watching porn, too busy analysing their body language and concluding that these people aren’t putting as much passion into it as he enjoys. you, though, you’re sweet and soft spoken, and still innocent to your subscribers whilst doing the most filthy of things.

the first thing that caught his eye was on your free page, a picture of you in a black and white lingerie, with a chess set in front of you - captioned ‘play with me?’. he couldn’t not subscribe to your main page after that. a beautiful woman and his favourite game? he couldn’t help wanting to see more.

at first, he felt a little odd and embarrassed about literally paying for porn, but he kind of just reminded himself that a lot of people do it, and he wasn’t the odd one out. plus, he was helping someone pay the bills, so in his mind - it was a good deed. his hefty salary could take the hit.

he didn’t even realise you did streams alongside your cutesy videos until he was in a random hotel room on a case, scrolling through his phone, the notification popping through. his brows had furrowed in curiosity, and he couldn’t stop himself from clicking onto it.

there you were, camera set up in the usual spot, sat in your bed. you were still fully clothed, which was…rare, and he soon realised that over the course of the stream things would grow more dirty. he could see people talking in the chat, sending in large sums of money, to which you were responding. as much as he wanted to, spencer was not about to actually talk to you. he’d rather die.

however, he did sometimes send you money. he didn’t have his name in his username, so he’d feel a little more confident typing a message along with the $50-100 dollars he’d send at a time. small things like “you’re so pretty,” “i love your voice,” and maybe a little “do you think you could read dante’s inferno on stream one day? :)”. yeah, he really loves your voice. probably more than he loves your body.

the thing is, he knows it’s your job, he knows you’re willingly putting these things on the internet because people want your body, but with each video and stream, he mostly focuses on how you sound, or how your eyes gleam any time you smile. he’s always a little miffed if you go live whilst he’s working a case or on the jet, but thankfully you upload your streams after, and he can’t help thinking it’s just for him.

he gets a little…attached, lets say, and soon enough he’s watching your videos every day. even your youtube channel, which is safe for work, where you simply upload makeup and clothing hauls - he loves it. every second of it.

though on your paid site, it’s literally porn, so obviously he gets turned on looking at it. he watches your face in your videos as you make yourself come, more than he watches the ministrations of your hands or toys. he conjures up images in his mind of those being his hands, your noises of pleasure being for him.

the first time you uploaded a video with someone else, he considered unsubscribing. he felt almost betrayed. he was paying and spending his salary on you, not coworkers and other men. nonetheless, he persevered, deciding to just not leave a donation on those posts - as if in protest.

he still never comments or talks in your lives, but he’s always lingering. he gets a little more confident when he sends money, instead leaving notes like “buy yourself something nice :)” or “maybe get a new mic? would be good to hear you clearer :)”

he’s slowly been getting less embarrassed by it, knowing it’s just a simple vice, everyone has one. that is, until, he leaves his phone on his desk when he goes to the bathroom, and morgan catches a peek at the notification from a well known camgirl site. safe to say, he’ll never live it down.

am happy to write something that goes more in depth onto what the reader does but i feel like it would just be x yourself smut LMAO

[palmerzy]

would you write spencer & prostitute reader…? 😜

nooo haha i’m sorry i mostly just posted that poll out of pure curiosity, because in 2x22 hotch says reid was propositioned by every one they talked to when working a case 😭

i don’t ever really want to write something that glorifies that aspect of sex work because women in that part of the field are typically there out of desperation/to survive, and i never ever wanna romanticise that!

i’d defo do like camgirl!reader or camboy!spence / things that are fully up to the discretion of the person doing it :)

[palmerzy]

spencer reid & panty stealing? 💋💋

god i love a bit of perv!spencer, definitely my fave trope, mainly because he’s definitely a little freak, no arguments!

NSFW! - explicit sexual themes incl. perv!spencer.

the first time he did it was when you’d been having a little work gathering at your apartment - inviting the entire team over. spencer had never been to your place, and he spent the entire time looking around, taking in everything that made it yours. he’d stumbled his way into your bedroom, after stating he was heading for the bathroom, his eyes landing on the laundry hamper in the corner of the room.

spencer hadn’t intended to be weird, he wasn’t just naturally drawn to your dirty clothes, no, he was drawn to the small glimpse of purple lace peeking out. purple is his favourite colour, that’s the only reason he kept walking closer, he’d told himself. his big brown eyes somehow got bigger when he saw the sight of what was evidently your underwear, skimpy and pretty, laying on top of the hamper.

he likes to tell himself he wasn’t in his right mind when he swiped them, a little tipsy from the cocktails you’d made, which is the only reason he’d lifted them to his nose, bunching them in his slender fingers and inhaling your scent. he knew then that he was, by definition, being a pervert, but he couldn’t resist himself. he’d wanted you since that first day he met you at the bau, your eyes too kind and your smile too bright.

the boy knew he had to have you, and right then, your underwear was the closest he could get. he was quick to shove them into his pocket, returning casually to the party with nothing more than a faint blush dusting his chiselled cheeks.

that pair of panties quickly became his vice when he was alone at night in his bed, mind wandering to you and your tight work shirts, the swell of your breasts in the corner of his eye whenever he sat next to you on the jet, the way you bit your lip to stifle a laugh whenever he made a joke.

the first time he came into the material of your purple lace panties, he’d never felt such shame in his life.

yet, over time, he didn’t seem to be getting any closer to having you, so he resorted to repeating his actions that day, sneakily swiping a pair of your underwear on the rare occasion that you’d have the team at your home.

he doesn’t wash them, if he’s honest. he doesn’t want to. he wants the smell to stick around, so he can feel like you’re with him. he hasn’t tainted all of them with his release, some of them he loves too much - like the white pair with little love hearts adorning them, and a bow at the navel. he’s imagined them gracing your hips more than he’d like to admit.

of course, you’re not an idiot, you’re a member of the fbi, for christ’s sake, and you’re fully aware of what spencer’s doing - especially after the third pair of your underwear went missing, conveniently after he had visited you with the excuse of wanting to discuss a case.

you’ve let it slide so far, a little entertained by the seemingly innocent boy’s deranged behaviours. you’re waiting it out - patiently seeing if he’ll ever confess, or if he’ll spend the rest of his life staring at your tits instead of your eyes when you speak to him.

[palmerzy]

hii!! i love your spencer blurbs so much they're so good!! i was wondering if you could write reader riding spencer while he answers a work call and shes like teasing him and stuff?

thank you anon! hope this is okay :)

NSFW! - explicit sexual themes.

it would start with the both of you very intimately connected, your face buried in spencer’s neck as you slowly ride his cock, his head tilted back against the couch. he’s guiding your hips, brows lifted and lips parted in bliss at the sensation of your warm heat around him.

you’re both snapped out of your haze when his phone rings, buzzing away on the armrest of the couch. you’d reach over, lifting slightly off his cock to grab his phone. “hotch,” you’d grumble, handing spencer the phone expectantly, sinking back down until your pelvises meet once again.

“‘s okay, he can wait,” “need to finish this, i’ll call him back,” he’d murmur, ignoring the phone in your hand, trying to guide your hips again. you’re keeping yourself firmly planted still, though, raising your brow expectantly. “no, answer it. it’s work, it could be important.”

so he does, narrowing his eyes at you when he takes the phone, and never has he wanted to hear hotch’s voice less than he does right now, with his girlfriend’s tightness wrapped snuggly around him.

he thinks it’ll just be a call in, but it’s not, and hotch is actually trying to check up on some work spencer was assigned, asking him numerous questions. he’s is fighting the urge to roll his eyes, until his eyes roll backwards when you teasingly circle your hips around him.

the hand on your waist tightens, and he gives you a warning glare, his nose twitching. you’re not one to be overly obedient when it comes to spencer’s vain attempts at keeping you in line. you’d grin back at him, shrugging your shoulders innocently and clenching the muscles within your pussy, tightening around him.

you can see his knuckles turning white around his phone, trying to keep his voice steady as he talks to his boss, though it’s a little more meek than usual. you lean back down, lips parted against his neck, your tongue darting out across his skin as your hips slowly roll against his.

he’s trying his hardest not to let out a single sound, but the way he can feel the sensitive, swollen tip of his cock pressing against the softness of your walls has him letting out a small whimper, forgetting who’s listening in.

sure, you’re unable to hear hotch, but you know the other man heard spencer’s whimper, you can tell by the way your boyfriend’s face heats up, immediately giving his boss an excuse. “uh- yeah- mmph- just, makin’ myself coffee, spilt it. nearly burnt myself. what were you saying? you need-“

he’d cut himself off to glare at you when you lift your hips, slamming back down, and he has to bite down harshly on his bottom lip to prevent himself from moaning on the line with hotch. “-you need my case review? okay, okay, that’s doable. thanks, hotch,” he’d continue.

the call doesn’t seem to end there, though, and spencer’s eyes are practically watering as he fights the urge to just hang up so he can slam his hips back against yours. hotch’s monotone voice is droning off in one ear, whilst your tongue traces the shell of the other, and he feels like he’s got an angel and a devil on each shoulder. lord knows he’d much rather give into the devil.

you’re still bouncing your hips, slower now, but the twitch of his cock inside of you is a telltale sign that he could very much come right now, yet he’s holding back. coming technically to the sound of his boss’ voice sounds very unappealing, and he’d much rather have your sweet moans in his ear.

it’s probably another two minutes of conversation, with spencer desperately on the brink of an orgasm from your ministrations, when hotch finally hangs up. he throws the phone somewhere, aiming for the couch, but his aim isn’t the best and it lands on the hardwood floor. either way, he doesn’t care. he’s still glaring at you, desperation swarming in his eyes as he grips your hips, using all of his strength to pound back up into you, playfully giving your backside a small smack for teasing him like that!

[palmerzy]

hi omg i requested the spencer reid crying drabble and it was so so good! thank uuu! i was wondering what your fav season of cm is or fav episode? thanksies and i can't wait to keep reading your works :))))

hii thank you!! i’m glad it was okay for you :)

my fave season is probably s5…or s10 maybe…okay don’t make me pick i love s1-10 all the same 😔😔

and for episodes i love 8x6 BAU fluff wise, but my fave unsub ep is probably either 6x8 or 4x16 (megan kane fave unsub + deserved WAY better 💔)

edit: 2x14 TOO I FORGOT

[palmerzy]

hi!! just wanted to pop in and say your writing is INSANELY good. im gagged. i looooove how you write spencer!

eeee thank you so much <3 that’s so lovely of you! i’m glad you’re enjoying‼️

[palmerzy]

your writing is so.......😋😳✨️🤪🤤🔥💋😵‍💫🥴😟💥 i am so in awe and so in love muah muah stay stunning!! <333

ahhh thank you so much ❤️❤️ i appreciate it :) working on replying to lots of requests rn so stick around!!!

[palmerzy]

tia’s masterlist ¡! ❞

currently incl. DRABBLES of spencer reid, bruce wayne, bellamy blake.

ALL of these include smut/nsfw themes unless stated otherwise. typically the reader is described as AFAB.

spencer reid

↠ boob fixation/nursing spencer

↠ mile high club

↠ spencer finishing in his pants

↠ spencer + somnophilia

↠ spencer having a breeding kink

↠ fingering inexperienced!reader

↠ being obsessed with reader’s mouth

↠ showing reader how good he can be

↠ 69ing

↠ spencer crying during sex

↠ riding him whilst he’s on the phone

↠ spencer stealing your panties

↠ spencer being subbed to camgirl!reader

↠ period sex

bellamy blake

↠ in bellamy’s tent

bruce wayne

↠ batman finding catwoman!reader on a heist

[palmerzy]

hi! i have a question, do you write spencer reid as autistic?

hi anon!! i write spencer reid based on his mannerisms and behaviours in the show, so if you interpret him to be autistic, then that’s how you can interpret my writing :) same for if not. spencer in my little drabbles will always form to how someone’s mind wants him to be, based on their perception of his character!

i never specifically focus on making him one way or another, i just try focus on making sure he’s not ooc from the spencer portrayed in criminal minds.

also, as i’m sure you know, most of my writing is just porn LMAO. autistic people have sex too (duh) so i don’t think it’s too different.

[palmerzy]

hi! i've never done an ask before so i hope this is alright!!! i've been loving reading all of your posts so far, you're such an amazing writer :) i was hoping/wondering if you could write something about spencer reid crying during sex, always, either cause hes so desperate or so horny or so everything,, thanks :)!

hi anon!! hope this is okay :)

NSFW! - explicit sexual themes including dacryphilia.

spencer is a notorious crier when it comes to his intimate moments with you, and it’s a known fact by now. you were more than concerned the first time it happened, when he sheathed himself within you and let a few trickles slip down his cheeks from how intensely good it felt to have his needs satisfied.

he assured you that he was okay, that he was more than okay, that he’d never felt such an intense connection to something in his life. “just feels so good,” “been needing this all day,” “so warm, so good, so good,” he’d whimpered over and over that day, burying his face into your neck, dampening your skin with his tears.

eventually you got used to it, and now it’s a pretty common occurrence. the first time you ever denied him an orgasm, spencer was a crying mess, big brown eyes glossy with tears of desperation as he shook his head rapidly, questioning why you’d do that to him (yet, of course, he soon realised he loved it).

there have been times where he’s come to your apartment, wanting to spend time with you, but you’re busy emailing hotch about cases or going over some evidence. he’d been sat on your couch, looking over at you, bouncing his leg impatiently until eventually he had to speak up, tears in his eyes, letting you know that he was feeling a little ignored and needy.

one thing lead to another, and you were riding him on the couch, wiping away his tears with your thumbs as the both of you forgot where his sobs ended and his moans began. his gaze was strictly on the space between you, whining and biting his lip at the sight of his cock disappearing into your depths.

sometimes, significantly late at night when he’s tired after a long day at work, the feeling of being inside of you is enough to have his puppy dog eyes swarming with tears, comforted by the clench of your body around his.

he always feels like he just needs to come in you or with you, and if he doesn’t, he’s upset. occasionally, if he’s come before you, he’s a mess; tears streaming down his face as he profusely apologises, continuing to fuck you through the overstimulation purely because he needs you to come too, he’s so desperate to feel it, no matter what.

overall, spencer reid isn’t immune to crying, and definitely not when he’s having sex. he feels vulnerable and comfortable enough with you to let it happen, knowing he’ll never be judged or ostracised, if anything - encouraged.