“i never have any normal fans”

Reid:

Summary/Request: from anon: CONGRATS ON HITTING 500 ILYSM!!! random request,, having a wet dream about spencer while sharing a room on a case (i know, super original) and him getting all hot and bothered hearing you moan 🙈😁

Pairing: Spencer Reid x Fem!Reader

W/C: 3484

Content: smut, fluff, friends to lovers, oral sex (both receiving), premature ejaculation, wet dream, sub!spencer

A/N: Hi! So this probably isn’t exactly what you asked for, but I started writing it and it kind of took on a mind of it’s own. I banged this out in two days, it practically wrote itself. I hope you enjoy! 

Sharing a hotel room with her was normal. It was. Sure, they had never done it before, but that was just because Hotch had never randomly assigned the two of them before. So okay, it wasn’t normal by definition. But he wasn’t going to make it weird. Just because he had a small crush on her did not mean that he would let it be weird. They were colleagues, and they even spent time together outside of work too! She would come to his apartment to watch old movies, and he would go to hers so she could cook for him. So he knew he could spend time with her alone, that wasn’t the problem. 

It was the sleeping that was potentially the issue. 

His little crush had been invading his subconscious almost constantly nowadays, and he was known to talk in his sleep. He was so scared he would say something wrong in his sleep. If she overheard something like that, he knew their friendship would never recover. How can you act normal around someone who said your name in their sleep? 

Summary/Request: from @writergirlyy​; the reader rides spencer on the jet while the team is sleeping!🕊💞..

W/C: 1360

Content: public sex, penetrative sex, fingering, mention of violent crimes (just basic BAU stuff) 

A/N: This is the first (and so far only) request I’ve gotten and I’m so excited to finally post it! I hope you all enjoy

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ao3 link to come

The plane was silent. I was nestled under Spencer’s arm, my head resting in his lap as he quietly read a book out loud to me. Everyone else on the plane was sleeping. We had dealt with a missing child case, and none of us had gotten much sleep in the past 72 hours. Morgan’s light snoring echoed through the cabin, almost drowning out Spencer’s voice. We were sitting towards the front of the cabin, and everyone else was towards the back. Spencer’s soothing voice was lulling me to sleep, and I was about to doze off when his voice stopped. 

I turned my head to look up at him, and saw he was already looking down at me. I gave him a small smile. “Why’d you stop?” I slurred slightly, exhaustion seeping into my voice. 

“Just wanted to look at you for a moment.” He said, smiling at me. I pushed myself up on one arm, so I could be closer to his face. 

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do you smoke weed? do you enjoy criminal minds? then do I have an idea for you! 

I’m making a st0ner + criminal minds fan groupchat so that we can all bond over our mutual love for weed and Reid

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Summary: [Y/N] is new to the BAU, and Spencer’s avoidance of handshakes backfires a bit.

WC: 2073

Content: fluffiest fluff, mentions of kidnapping/violence (typical bau stuff)

A/N: I haven’t written fluff for Spencer yet, so I hope y’all like this! 

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I wasn’t nervous about my first day at the BAU. Sure, it would make sense if I was, but I had been working my entire career to get on this team. It was where I belonged, and I knew it. My interview process with Hotch had been a breeze, and I was ready to start the next step of the process: working my first case with the team. It was just preliminary, I was still in my probationary period, but I knew it was going to go well. I was over prepared for this job. 

So I wasn’t nervous. I was ready. I met Hotch in his office that morning, ready to do paperwork until a case came in. But he greeted me with a nod and held up a case file. 

“Round table, now.” He said, and I followed him out into the bullpen. The rest of the team was already in the room, waiting for us.