Spencer Reid X Fem!reader - Blog Posts

in sickness and in health- s.reid

a/n: the gender of the reader is not specified or mentioned, imagine what you like :)

summary: your fiancé spencer reid will surely leave you alone if germs are involved, right?

pairing: spencer reid x reader

warnings: description of vomit- don't read if you have emetophobia plz. general being sick, mention of a gun.

Spencer stalked into your shared home, raging. The last case had been such a mind-fuck, all he wanted was to lay in bed with you. 

“I’m home,” he called up the stairs when you didn’t rush to the door to see him. No answer. He unholstered his gun and moved through the house stealthily. It was only 7 pm at night. You’d be awake, eating dinner at this time. He had your schedule memorised. Leaving the house at 8:30 everyday, drive to work to get there 15 minutes early, get a coffee from the coffee shop down the road from your offices, at work from 9 to 6, driving straight home, texting him, preparing dinner, eating it at 7, watching a film or reading a book, working out at 8:45pm, showering at 9:45, in bed by 10pm, an hour of reading, then going to sleep at 11. 

Yet now, you were nowhere to be seen. He moved upstairs and was met with the sound of retching and vomiting. Oh. 

You were sick. 

He put his gun away in his bedside drawer, then walked into the bathroom, a sympathetic smile on his face. He was happy to see you, but not in these circumstances. 

“Hey angel,” he sighed, pulling your hair out of your face. Your face was buried in the toilet bowl, spilling your guts. You finished and looked back at him. 

“You should go, I don’t want you getting sick-”

“I’m staying,” he pushed and you shook your head. 

“The germs Spencer, I’m be fine on my own-”

“I am vowing to be there for you ‘in sickness and in health’ in 4 months angel, you’re not getting rid of me. Let me take care of you now. We have the rest of our lives for swapping germs, I promise it doesn’t bother me,” he explained as you got up and started brushing your teeth, desperate to get the vile taste out of your mouth. 

“Spencer, we both know you mind-” your speech was muffled by the toothbrush in your mouth but he understood you and cut you off.

“Not when it’s you.” 

You rolled your eyes. “It’s your funeral.”

He smiled as you brushed past him, getting back into bed. “Wouldn’t have it any other way.”

You lay beside him, his arms around you. “I love you,” he whispered. 

“I love you too.”

you were right. -s.reid

a/n: I imagined a fem reader and it is referenced quite a lot but feel free to imagine what you like! :)))

summary: you husband just wants to celebrate you, who are you to stop him?

pairing: dad/ husband spencer reid x mother/ wife reader

warnings: the reader is a mother, kissing.

You loved being a professor at the University of Pennsylvania, you loved being an accomplished psychiatrist and psychologist, and you appreciated your work being valued and accepted. You loved writing papers and books on your fields, and you loved and appreciated your husband, Dr. Spencer Reid. What you didn’t love or appreciate was Spencer going behind your back and accepting an invitation to the Rumelhart gala, where you would be awarded a Rumelhart Prize for your studies on human language and communication and how it has evolved and changed over the past 30 years. 

What you also didn’t love or appreciate was how smug he was being about it. 

“Spencer!” You grumbled. “I don’t want to go!” 

“Why not?” He chuckled. He was enjoying this. “You’re amazing. You deserve to be celebrated!” 

“Spencer, I don’t want to be celebrated,” you sighed, sitting on your shared bed. “I was just doing my job.”

“Baby, it’ll be amazing, I’ll get Pen to come down from Quantico to look after Ellie, Danny and Theo and we’ll have a nice trip!” He took your hands in his and knelt down in front of you. “I want to celebrate you, ok?” He pressed soft kisses to each of your knuckles as you thought about it. “Please?”

“But we’ll have to go shopping for clothes, and we’d have to get flights and hotels, it’s in Rotterdam for fuck’s sake! That’s a 13 hour flight, at least! ” You started stressing, thinking about everything you’d have to do in such short notice. “And we’ve only left the kids for a night on their own, what if something happens and we’re not there-”

He cut you off by kissing you and you must admit, it eased some of the tension in your body. His hands wrapped around your waist and pulled you closer, laying you down on the bed with him on top of you. “Don’t worry,” he whispered. “I have the hotels and flights booked, Penelope will take great care of the kids, and I plan on taking you dress shopping right now,” He smirked against your lips. 

“So ‘no’ isn’t an answer is it?” you huffed as he leisurely kissed your neck, his hands finding their grip on your waist.

“It is not,” he chuckled and you just gave in, running a hand through his hair as he kissed you. His lips made their way back to yours and halted right before kissing you. “So we’re going?”

“Yes,” you sighed and his boyish grin intensified before he kissed you. Your kiss was cut short, as your 6 year old son, Danny walked in, looking for you. 

“Mommy?” he called out and you pushed Spencer off of you as he groaned, landing on his side of the bed with a grin on his face. Behind Danny was Ellie and Theo, your 4 year old twins. 

“Yes baby?” You smiled as he climbed into your bed beside you, the twins following suit with some help from Spencer (aka, him lifting them up and dropping them beside himself and you). 

“Can we celebrate you too?” He asked in his soft voice and it made your heart melt. Clearly, they had been listening in on your conversation (or Spencer had briefed them prior to the conversation, just to make sure you’d go).

“Of course you can sweetheart,” Spencer chimed in. “Give mom a hug,” he whispered very loudly, but you pretended not to hear as Danny’s face lit up at the idea. 

“Mommy, can I give you a hug?” Danny asked and you pretended to look shocked, then nodded and opened your arms. He hugged you tight and the twins got jealous, scampering out of their father’s arms and into yours. You loved your family. 

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“You look beautiful,” Spencer gushed as you walked out of the dressing room wearing a long green silk dress that looked amazing on you. Danny, Ellie, and Theo were all sitting beside Spencer on the couch, just as interested as Spencer. You felt blessed that your children were so well-behaved, it made going out so easy. 

“I like this one,” you smiled, looking in the mirror. “I think with my hair up-”

“Hair down!” Theo giggled out. He loved your hair down and he constantly played with it. 

“Ok Theo,” Spencer laughed. “You look amazing.”

“Thank you,” you smiled. “And what about you, huh? Hoping your wedding tux will still work?” 

“Nope,” he smiled. “I already have one, I bought it when I booked the flights and hotels.”

“You really did think of everything, didn’t you?” 

“Yes,” he smirked as he got up, walking up behind you and wrapping his arms around your waist. “Yes I did.”

You rolled your eyes. 

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The night had been a success, you were awarded your prize and gave your lecture on your findings, and Spencer was there cheering you on the entire time. Penelope sent you many daily updates (it was basically hourly) on how the kids were doing. You loved it when the BAU got to see your children, since Spencer left when you became pregnant with Danny six years ago and you moved to Pennsylvania. Before then you were married, but not living together as he was still an agent and you were a professor. He quickly quit his job, got a job as a professor as well, and you moved into a house you picked out together, since then, your family had grown, but you always made an effort to see the BAU team once a year. Penelope usually visits every few weeks, as does Jj and Will with their sons. Aaron and Jack come over once a year for either Christmas or during the summer, Rossi visits every now and then, Morgan and Savannah visit too, often over the summer. 

The second you got off of the stage, there Spencer was, his hands clapping with his eyes trained on you. You looked stunning. Your dress looked amazing, your makeup was flawless, and you had decided to keep your hair down, just so you could show Theo later. You rushed towards Spencer and smiled when he hugged you. 

“I’m so proud of you,” he whispered as the cameras flashed beside you. “I love you so much.”

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After the ceremony, you went back to your hotel and ordered room service, deciding to facetime the kids and watch a movie. As you turned out you light and nestled into Spencer's side to sleep in his arms, he started talking.

"I love getting to spend time with you," he whispered.

"I love getting to spend time with you too," you whispered back. "Spence?'

"Yeah?"

"You were right about this trip. Thank you," you smiled and kissed his cheek, then closed your eyes, ready to sleep.

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So maybe… you’ll accept more invitations to galas if it means you and Spencer get to spend some time together. 

Maybe you’ll listen to your genius more. He’s usually right. 

I don't even know you anymore- s.reid

a/n: this is kind of short so sorry, also it is deeply sad because i clearly love hurting my own feelings :( intended for fem or male reader, so imagine what you like:)))))))))

summary: you anniversary should be a night between you and spencer, right?

pairing: spencer reid x reader

warnings: general angst, cheating and breaking up

It was a cold night. You were supposed to see a show but as usual, ‘something came up’. You had been working with Dr. Spencer Walter Reid for 4 years, 5 months and 3 days. You had been dating Dr. Spencer Walter Reid for 3 years, and 4 hours. It was your anniversary. You walked up the stairs to your shared apartment, ready for a night of feeling sorry for yourself and eating a sad, lonely dinner. You had sent your tickets to see ‘The Mousetrap’ to Jj, she said Will and her would go instead since Spencer had ‘something to do’. You couldn’t help but feel dejected and unimportant. Why wouldn’t he tell you what he’s doing? Why didn’t he call you back? You tried to push those thoughts out of your head as you turned the key to your apartment and walked inside. Inside,you saw Spencer and you saw Jj. Jj and Spencer were kissing. Your boyfriend was kissing someone else. Your boyfriend was kissing the woman he had a crush on for years. 

Fuck.

“Am I interrupting something?” You said, bitterness punctuating every word. You dropped the groceries on the counter as they pulled apart, Jj looking nervous and Spencer looking… upset? Is that the right way to put it? Like a child that broke something after being told not to touch it. 

“It’s not what it looks like-” Jj started. 

“Yes, yes it is. You two were kissing, and I really don’t fucking care who kissed who, I just want you to get out of my house.”

Jj starts to gather her things and Spencer stands there, looking down. 

“That includes you Spencer,” You smiled sourly as he looked up and stared at you. “Maybe you two can catch a show? I already sent you the tickets for tonight. Have fun!” 

“Please-” Spencer started, tears in his eyes. 

“No. You made your fucking bed, lay in it.” He went to touch your arm, “Don’t touch me,” You spat out, he retracted his hand.

“Just, let him explain it, please,” Jj pleaded as she left your apartment. 

You walked back to the kitchen and started putting the groceries away. “So that was what you were busy doing? Didn’t realise you thought so little of me.” 

He touched your arm to stop your movements and you stared at him. He’s crying, like you’re the one who’s hurt him. “Please,” He begged. “Just listen to me.”

You scoffed but nodded, allowing him to continue. 

“She texted me saying she was in trouble… so I went to find her. She said she’d been mugged outside the club like a block away, so I went to find her. I know now that she hadn’t been but she just asked to come back here, and ‘calm down’ so I let her. We came inside, then she started saying all this weird stuff about how me and her were ‘meant to be’ or something. I shut her down immediately and she just kissed me and then…” 

“But you didn’t stop her from kissing you,” You sighed, allowing the hurt he’s caused to be shown. 

“What? She had just kissed me-”

“Spencer I’m not stupid, your hair is ruffled, so is your shirt, and you have her lipstick on your lips. Don’t try to lie to me about this. I’m a profiler, remember?”

He looked down, ashamed. Then he wiped his lips. “I’m sorry.”

“I am too.” 

He looked up, alarmed, his hands holding your waist in place so you couldn’t move. “What?”

“Spencer, I don’t trust you. I can’t. I don’t know who you are anymore.”

His face broke, a tear falling down his cheek. “Please, I’m begging you, I love you.”

“Spencer, get your hands off me,” You sighed. “Just let me go.”

“Please. I’m begging you-”

“Spencer! Enough, just stop!” You pushed his hands off of you. “Have you not done enough?!” 

“Please-” You moved past him and went to your bedroom, locking the door behind you. You lay in bed, thinking about how you’ll deal with this. You didn’t want to break up with Spencer. But you just couldn’t trust him anymore.

thank god for dr. spencer reid

a/n: this was written with a fem!reader in mind but imagine what you want, reader has a period (same girl) :) spencer us such a cutie in this :)))))))

summary: your shitty family is in town and spencer is away, what will you do?

pairing: spencerreid x reader

warnings: heavy family issues, mentions of stress and sickness, very brief mention of abuse (litch not talked about just referenced dw), kinda cursing (just realised i've never warned this before... opps) and i might've missed some!

My eyes are glued to the screen with a perpetual frown playing on my lips. It’s hard to try to care about my job when I have this looming feeling of dread hanging over me like a cloud. Spencer has been MIA for days now. He left in a hurry on Monday night for a case. It’s Saturday now and he hasn’t been responding to my calls. On top of that, I have dinner with my mother and father. Both of them make it abundantly clear that they’re disappointed in my career choice, which is ridiculous because I’m a lawyer. Not the right kind of lawyer they constantly say. I’m an environmental lawyer and I make good money. The only way to satiate their insufferable whining is with Spencer. They love him. They probably love him more than me at this point. Alas, I will just have to deal with them alone tonight. And today has already been one hell of a day. First, Morgan called me,asking where Spencer was, telling me that they finished and that they should be home soon. He had not come home yet. Secondly, I feel like shit, an allergic reaction, my period and some random nausea all add up to making me feel itchy, gross, and practically vile all over. Thirdly, a huge pimple has decided to pop up on my face and  just know my mother will comment on it. My mother is one of those women who look effortlessly put-together 24/7. I am not one of those women. She does not like women who don’t look effortlessly put together. Aka, she barely tolerates me. 

I sigh and close my laptop screen, unable to reread the same few sentences again and again, hoping that they would get into my brain. I’m defending a client, one of my firm's biggest clients, in court next week. They were accused of illegal dumping (dumping they did not commit) and now they’re being sued for 2 million dollars. I slump out of my desk chair and out of my home office, locking it behind me for the weekend ahead. If I have court next week and Spencer is coming home after a difficult case, then we’ll need a day or rest and relaxation together. That is, if he even bothers to come home. I busy myself with getting ready and try to push those thoughts out of my head. 

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The last hour of my life has been 60 minutes of absolute misery. Why did I ever accept this invite? My mother excuses herself to the bathroom and my father excuses himself for a cigarette, I nod along. Then it hits me… my dad doesn’t smoke anymore. I stare at the door and before I can stop myself my face contorts into a frown once again. Amelia, my sister. The sister that I haven't seen in years. The sister that bullied and abused me throughout our teenage years. Fuck. 

“Amelia?” I question, looking at the blonde woman who looks… different. She’s obviously older than I remember, and a bit more… I don’t know how to put it. Her blonde hair surpasses her waist and she seems to be pregnant? Her blue eyes seem dull and lack a certain vividness they used to sparkle with. She’s the typical peaking in high-school mean girl who became a nurse girl. I honestly can’t believe I used to look up to her. 

“It’s so good to see you!” She smiles, one of her fake-bitchy smiles and I grimace as she tries to hug me. “I just wanted to know how you’re doing, especially with the baby on the way, I’ll need all the help I can get!”

My heart drops. “Oh!” Is all I can manage. She sits in the seat beside me and I instinctively move further away. Just as I think this stupid dinner can’t get any worse, her pervy fiancé, Johnny, walks in.

“No Spencer?” He smirks. “What? Did you two break up? He was always too vanilla for you, you need a real man-” 

“No, sorry. I was just late. I had to come straight from the jet,” Spencer smiles from behind him. My parents' eyes light up, as Amelia and Johnny’s faces fall. I smile appreciatively at him as he hands the flowers he brought over to my parents and sits beside me, a comforting hand on my thigh. 

“How’s work, Spencer?” My father asks, his undivided attention on Spencer.

“It’s good, strenuous but good. Our cases recently haven’t been too difficult- though there was one that had a puzzle I thought you might enjoy…”

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I walk inside our house behind him, a million thoughts at once flowing through my head. We walk to the kitchen, he sits me down and takes off my shoes for me, a true gentleman. 

He presses a kiss to my cheek and smiles. “You look beautiful.”

I just nod back, a small smile on my lips. 

“Is everything alright?” He asks, turning to me, his hands resting on my waist. 

“Fine,” I tiredly smile. “Just… you know, it’s fine, don’t worry about it.”

“You know, saying that makes me worry more, right?:” He smiles softly, though we both know he’s serious. 

“I just… I can’t believe she just showed up, like 7 years  of not seeing her and she just shows up? Like it’s casual? And then asks for our help with her baby? Like she did nothing to me? Like she-” I stop myself, determined not to cry right now. 

“Angel, it’s ok, let it out,” he soothes, a hand on my back, rubbing comforting circles. 

“I don’t want to cry though, they’re not worth crying over.”

“Then how about we get ready for bed, yeah angel?” He offers, a tired look in his eyes. I nod and press a soft to his perfect lips. He smiles against my mouth, his hands finding the sides of my face. I run a hand through his hair. He pulls away softly, “I love you.”

“I love you too,” I smile. “Thank you for coming, my knight in shining armour.” 

“I enjoyed it. Watching your father fail to solve a simple puzzle was amusing.” He smirks, a mischievous glint in his eye as I roll my eyes. 

“We’re not all geniuses,” I remind him. 

“You are.”

“And how am I a genius?” I chuckle.

“You’re dating me, you clearly have superior taste and intelligence,” he says matter-of-factly. I gigle at his antics and kiss him again. He pulls away and grabs my hand, leading me into our room. We both opt out of brushing our teeth and washing our faces, a makeup wipe sufficing for removing my makeup. He pulls me into bed with him, and finally, after a long week, I finally lie down in bed with him, his arms around me in a bear-hug of sorts. This is heaven. He’s my knight in shining armour. Thank God for Dr. Spencer Reid. 

criminal minds masterlist :)

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aaron hotchner

the problem with arguing

you and aaron run into some trouble at home, what happens when you're taken by an unsub?

breaking rules mr.hotchner? (part 2) better than ok

what happens when you and aaron are left after work alone? (and) surely he'll visit you in hospital, right?

unfair unfair part 2

my take on: season 3 episode 20- Lo-fi

i don’t even know you anymore part 1 part2

aaron is there for you after you spencer break up, romance ensues.

motherly instincts

aaron's overbearing mother makes a comment about your postpartum body, he doesn't react well.

slowly

aaron is there for you during the one of the most difficult times of your life.

fix it | fix it together

what happens when you and aaron are arguing and he compares you to haley, and worse, brings up an annulment?

my boy only breaks his favourite toys

based on the song by taylor swift

fresh out the slammer

based on the song by taylor swift

jealous?

you were to supposed keep you relationship a secret, what happens when a certain doctor develops a crush on you?

guilty as sin?

based on the song by taylor swift

no promises

aaron has to save you from an unsub before it's too late.

safe

you are a victim of an unsub and aaron finally has to tell the team something.

office couch

you and aaron spend some time on his office couch… (18+)

nervous night

aaron is there for you when a night with your sister turns sour.

opening night

aaron misses your opening night, he forgot all about it.

insomniac

how aaron helps with your insomnia episodes.

a great start

how you and aaron end up together after a hostage situation

pinky promises

how you and aaron worry jack, and how aaron finds something out almost 20 years later.

who did this to you?

aaron gets quite the surprise after a mission

telling him

jack can't go to school, so you swoop in and become aaron's hero, he asks two pretty important questions.

drunk confession and the morning after

aaron admits some very cute things when he's drunk.

aaron's admissions last night ended in a proposal in the car. not exactly romantic, but oh well

always

sharing a hotel room forces feelings to the surface.

clingy

aaron acts quite differently with his wife around, which causes eyebrowns to raise and feelings to start getting hurt.

the picture

a late night issue turns into something very nice when your boss that supposedly hates you decides to come clean.

birthday fights & other lies

aaron forgot your birthday which spirals into something much deeper.

cookies

you're the cute barista he sees everyday.

shocker

you have some news for your husband.

insecurity

aaron starts to overthink and doesn't realise how it's impacting the relationship.

safe

aaron had to make sure you're safe, can he get to you in time?

birthday break

aaron almost misses your birthday

protective

aaron (literally) fights for you

believe me aaron is there for you during a particularly difficult case. (18+)

videos and violence an unsub capturing you makes for a pretty interesting love confession

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spencer reid

thank god for dr. spencer reid

spencer saves you from your shitty family

i don't even know you anymore (part 2) i don't even know you anymore

your breakup with a cheating spencer and the aftermath with hotch

you were right

your husband accepts an invitation on your behalf

in sickness and in health

spencer is there for you when your sick, even with the germs

i’d say yes

is spencer asking you out? you'd say yes.

the tortured poets department

based on the song by taylor swift

stalker

spencer's there for you when the unsub is your hometown stalker, who's still obbessed with you

spencer x gender neutral model!reader

headcanons with spencer and a model reader :)

weird facts

you finally meet spencer's friends/team, only thing is, they don't know you exist.

relief

when spencer can't get to you in time, waking up leads to the team finding out about a few things. Like, you're married. And something else...

mutism

how you and spencer met, the first time spencer heard you speak, and a look into your life together

transfer

how your sudden transfer forces certain feelings to the surface

i wanna kiss you on the mouth

both of you are completely unaware of your feelings, but you speak too loudly and your feelings are confessed.

who’s afraid of little old me?

based on the song by taylor swift

saving you

spencer has to save you before it’s too late

hair tie

spencer's hair is getting too long

the fifth kiss

lila archer gets in the way of you and spencer.

you make me happy

spencer acts quite differently around you and it shocks the team

all alone

spencer doesn't want to get hurt, too bad it hurts you in the process

the joys of a workplace relationship

a new addition to the team causes some very strange conversations to be had- and a very embarrassing moment for both spencer, and you.

confession

spencer's birthday was supposed to be fun for him and his girlfriend, what happens when his mentor (his girlfriends father) shows up at his door?

picking

spencer notices one of your issues, and is determined to fix it.

broadway baby

a secret gets out

revealed

derek tricks you both, uh oh

don’t dwell

you and spencer reconcile after a bad case

controlled turns out spencer doesn't hate you...

under pressure endings are bittersweet...

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derek morgan

friendly fire

you and derek don't get along very well

high maintenance

you're told your high maintenance, you set out to prove it's not true, it goes badly.

my girl

derek is there to wash your insecurities away (tall reader x derek morgan)

take down

you take down an unsub threatening your husband, derek morgan

labour

derek has to do something when you're three days past your due date (18+)

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series

pride: you, a bau team member are faced with quite the choice when both aaron hotchner and spencer reid are interested in you, but what will happen when a family emergency calls them into action? And which will you choose?

part 1, (in progress)

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birthday blues: spencer, your boyfriend makes a choice that cuases something in your relationship to break. can he even fix it?

part one part two(in progress)

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regrets: spencer, your fiancè comes home from prison and an amalgamation of your grief and his causes the collapse of your relationship. Fast forward five years and the question still stands, can he fix it?

part one | part two (in progress)

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insomniac au: your life with aaron and jack, working with your insomnia

insomniac

treatment plan (part 1) treatment plan (part 2)

aaron oversteps and it starts a fight.