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Summary: Spencer Reid thinks in black and white, in rights and wrongs, in formulas that lead to concrete answers. That’s just the way it’s always been—until he finds himself in an art class led by a teacher who shows him that there might just be another way.

Pairing: Spencer Reid x gn!Reader

COMPLETE (6/6/2024)

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i hope you’re well!! and i hope you know how comforting your fics are <3 not to mention how well written they are. genuinely your spencer is my favorite, no other love interest in any romance novel has topped how sweet he is.

anyways ily whenever i feel the need to rewatch cm, i reread your fics and it scratches that itch lol thank u for sharing them with us <3

Omg this is sooo sweet I love you!! I can’t believe you have my notifs on :( I miss being active on here so bad!!

Can you also confirm that the app didn’t used to be nearly this bad?? Like wtf happened to it in the last few years!

Ughhhh I MISS writing this shit so bad! Nothing hits quite like mutual pining fr

They are so wholesomely perfect for whenever I need a pick-me-up. (Special shoutout to "What You're Worth" and "Useful" - they're incredibly comforting for me right now.)

Again, thanks! I'm new to the fanfic world and I still can't believe amazing writers like you create these little gems for free!!

Hope you and your loved ones having a happy and safe holiday season, and best wishes for the new year. :)

I’ve been so off this app that is over a year late :( but thank you so much!! This is such a ridiculously sweet message (and I hope you’ve watched some CM since then 👀)

What You’re Worth is still one of my favorites (I must confess I reread it sometimes too lol)

Summary: In a post-injury, heavily medicated haze, you let slip the one thing Spencer has been dreaming he’d hear you say for years. There’s only one problem: you couldn’t possibly mean it. …Could you?

Pairings: Spencer Reid x gn!Reader

Word Count: 2.5k

A/N: Back again with another medically induced confession of love... going back to my roots! (I wrote For Real almost 4 years ago exactly 😱) Also Reader is written with no descriptors, but there is one scene where they are wearing a dress!

“I’m fine!”

Spencer let out an exaggerated gasp. “You have a broken elbow!”

“Yes, true, but we’ve both seen worse.” You shrugged, or at least attempted to. “Besides, my best friend is a doctor. I think I’m in very good hands.”

He rolled his eyes fondly, trying to ignore the way the words ‘best friend’ somehow felt like a punch to the gut. Friends. That’s exactly what you were. And, unfortunately for him, that was all you would ever be. “I’m not a medical doctor.”

“Eh, whatever,” you said. “Po-tay-toe, po-tah-toe.” He let out a low grumble in response, and you just laughed. “I’m the one in the hospital bed, I have the trump card here.”

“Whatever you say, your majesty.” Spencer gave a little bow from the uncomfortable plastic chair he was nestled in beside you.

“Now that’s more like it.”

He huffed out a laugh, taking your hand in his and giving it a squeeze. “In all seriousness, though, I’m really glad you’re okay.” He would never be able to live with himself if you weren’t. “I–” The words he had been holding back for literal years were stuck in the back of his throat, desperate to escape, yet unable to come out. He just–he couldn’t do it. He couldn’t be brave. Not when he knew you didn’t feel the same way. “I’m just really, really glad,” he finally settled on.