I Am Relatively New To The Spencer Reid Fandom... But This Was SPECTACULAR! There Was So Much Feeling

I am relatively new to the Spencer Reid fandom... but this was SPECTACULAR! There was so much feeling throughout the entire story, and the ending was so heartbreaking! Thank you so much for this amazing iece of art!

Too Little Time: Spencer Reid

Summary: The reader is facing death because of an uncaught unsub and Spencer is the only person who can come to her aid. Spencer never liked her, but watching her die brings out a lot of things he never said.

Pairing: Spencer Reid x Fem!Reader

Warnings/Includes: reader death, blood, sadness, angst, confession

A/N: The saddest shit you'll read today. Read with the song YKWIM by Yot Club on repeat for ULTIMATE SADNESS

Like fire through your body and soul, the pain ripped from your side like a tide flowing onto a beach, reaching out to the tips of your fingers and bouncing back again. You gasped, hands flying to where it hurt the most. White-hot, blinding pain searing through you, you stumbled backward into the wall.

The unsub got away. He was getting away, he ran west. It was only a matter of seconds until Derek Morgan busted into the room. You pointed West, but he didn't run. He was looking at you with a decision in his eyes.

"Run, Morgan!" You yelled, pain ripping through you again. Derek shut his eyes tight, then sprinted away. You pressed your hands to the wound, trying to stop the bleeding desperately.

The next in through the warehouse door was Spencer Reid. Of all people, it was Spencer Reid. Shock crossed his face and he immediately called for help both manually and through his wire before kneeling down next to you.

Spencer never really liked you. From the moment you joined the BAU, he had been cold and odd with you. He avoided working with you and you thought maybe it was because you two were so close in age and he felt like maybe it wasn't so special he was so young anymore. Or maybe it was because you might have said or done something wrong by accident and he never forgave you, no matter how many times you or any other member tried fixing it.

Despite him being cold, you had always liked him. His mannerisms, his rambles, him in general. He never cared for you, but that was alright. You could live with it.

So now your life was pretty much about to end with him next to you. He knelt down and took off his jacket. You were pretty sure this was everything coming together in an ironic ending. He saw the wound in your side and knew that his jacket wouldn't help, so he pressed his hands on it. Once again, pain like fire and ice hit and you bit your lip to stop from screaming.

"You'll- you'll be fine," he said quietly. "I called for help, how much does it hurt on a scale of one to ten?"

"Eleven," you sighed. There was no real point in anything now that you were on the edge of the end. No relationships, no friends outside of work, no children. "Just let me go, I'm done with all this."

Your vision was blurring and spotted, but you saw Spencer shake his head. "Please don't. You have to stay alive, you have to-to-to make it." He sounded panicked, but Spencer was still human, whether or not he liked you. You could hardly feel anything, but you could feel the violent shake of his fingers. "Think about Penelope and- and Emily. Don't leave them, please. Don't leave the team, don't- don't leave us."

"You won't have to work so hard to hate me, Reid." You tried to laugh but it hurt too much. It came out as one chuckle and a sharp intake of breath. "I won't be there to bother you anymore."

This stung him badly. You were lucky you were losing sight because the pain on his face would have added to yours. Perhaps, maybe in some other life, you could have gotten along. Maybe in the next, once you passed. "I-I-I- no, that's not what I want-" Spencer said, words stumbling over each other. You just smiled. "No! That's not- you don't need to die, I was... I was going to fix things, I-I-I was, just stay alive, please!" His voice cracked every few words.

Fix what? Fix his hatred for me? "You don't need to fix this, okay? I'm sorry for whatever I did and I just want you to know I don't resent you for it. We all have people we-" you coughed up blood and the panic rose again. "Spencer, I have to go this way. It's so much easier, just... let me go."

"No!" He said, words exasperated now. "How do I- if I never get to- don't... please don't go yet." He was crying. You could hear it. "Everyone needs you."

You took one of Spencer's hands off of your wound, both of your hands covered in blood and you held it with as much force as you could muster. "I need you to tell these things to the team, please, okay?"

"You're n-not dying!" Spencer was nearly shouting and his head swivelled for the medics who were supposed to save you. "I won't... please just listen to me-"

"You listen to me!" You wheezed, voice lowering back into a whisper. "I need you to tell Penelope that she's my best friend and that I love her so so much and-and-" you coughed up blood again, spitting it to the side. "Tell Emily that she's the strongest most powerful woman I know and that I love her too. And tell Derek that it's not his fault and that he needs to keep fighting. T-tell JJ to keep Henry growing strong and that I love her too. Tell Hotch and Rossi that it was an honour to know them..." You could feel yourself finally, properly slipping into the abyss. He squeezed your hand right back.

"Please," was all Spencer could seem to muster.

"And tell Dr. Spencer Reid that he is the smartest person I've ever known and I've always found him incredibly talented at all that he does. Please tell him that even with avoidance and a cold shoulder I still loved him just as much as any of the other team members." You fought to open your eyes again and when you did, you could hardly see him.

"I was too scared to tell you it all, I was a coward, I'm so sorry..." He sobbed. Your fingers slid between his. Just for a moment, you could enjoy his pity.

You couldn't shake your head when you tried. "You are the farthest from being a coward, Spencer. I'm not trying to make this like a movie scene, I'm trying to let you know that you-" Slipping further... "You aren't a coward and I forgive you and I'm sorry."

"No, I-I-I am because-" his tone went from soft and sad, to angry. This anger was within himself. His cracks went away for a split second as he yelled at himself, words you'd never thought you'd hear, not even at the end. "Because I was in love with you and I was scared to go- to go- near that aspect of my life at all. Cowardice, it's cowardice."

You couldn't even speak. It was the worst and best possible time for confession. The right person, but too little time. Hardly any time at all. The sand continued to slip the pinch of the hourglass. "You'll be alright, Spencer."

"No..." he whispered. You wouldn't tell him how you had felt. You would stick with generalizing your love for the team with him, rather than dying after telling him that you loved him the most. Despite it all and despite the ending to it all, you wouldn't tell him you loved him the most because that would fester within him and eat him alive. You wished he didn't have an eidetic memory. You wished he wouldn't play your death over and over after you were gone. "I'm sorry, I'm so sorry, just hold on longer..."

Your next words were close to being your last as your eyes fluttered shut again. "I can't." Spencer's breathing hitched, then picked up. He couldn't move you, he couldn't leave you, he couldn't save you. It was time to go, so you choked out your last words. "Please don't let them forget me-" You coughed again. "And know that you shouldn't miss me and be happy. Leave the missing up to me."

He squeezed your hand as you were thickened with a feeling like going to sleep with a stomach ache. You were going, finally, after it all. The medics were too slow, the terrain was too uneven to get a team to run. You wished while you slipped into the dark, that the last sounds wouldn't have been Spencer's broken sobs.

Tags: @mercy-burning, @laurakirsten0502, @ellyhotchner

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Absolutely marvelous. This was such an amazing representation of what Hitoshi would do, and I love how you wrote it completely from his own point of view! He even skipped training with AIZAWA to check in.

Hello, Can I request a Shinsou x reader (scenario or HC whichever is an easier format for this request) where reader is suicidal and wants to kill themselves and in a moment of desperation controlled by the small part of them that wants to live still, reach out to shinsou an ask him to use his quirk on them so they dont kill themself. (If that makes sence). And shinso is like...just really comforting and and like platonic cuddles happen.

I messed around between the formats and the scenario just seemed so much better (I feel like I went overboard with this so I probably messed up). I sincerely hope you have an outlet and/or a safe place/person you can talk to. Please do reach out for help when you need to. My dms are always open if you need to talk.

I feel like Shinsou or Midoriya would be the most understanding in this situation. I also want to suffocate you with my love

Everyone please, stay safe and remember you are loved!

Shinsou Hitoshi x (GN/NB) Reader

Warnings: Mentions of Suicidal thoughts and behavior, Angsty (but ends with fluff)

Words: 965

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Flight Risk Masterlist

In which a pilot and a profiler become closer than originally planned   when Reid finally meets one of the elusive individuals flying the BAU jet.

Spencer Reid x Reader.

[Passengers, the captain has turned on the ‘fasten seatbelt’ sign, so if you haven’t already done so please store your carry-on baggage and feels in the overhead bin. We welcome you aboard Flight Risk, with non-stop slow-burn service. Our flight today will be 10 chapters long. Make sure your seat back and tray table are in the fully upright position, and please take a moment to put all electronic devices, other than the one you are reading this on, in airplane mode. We have no safety features to exhibit, but do note that in the event of an emergency such as a family member walking past, you can exit the story by clicking the “x” in the upper left corner of your screen. Flight attendants, please prepare the cabin for departure.]

Part I: In which a profiler meets a pilot.

Part II: In which a profiler says something he shouldn’t have and a pilot seeks the refuge of the sky

Part III: In which a profiler makes amends.

Part IV: In which airplane food is disappointing and the context of a case is heavy.

Part V: In which important words are shared in a bookstore and on a plane.

Part VI: In which things are lost and found and borrowed.

Part VII: In which there are some distances that must be maintained and others that are simply begging to be crossed.

Part VIII: In which a profiler and the stars have something in common, and a pilot has a decision to make.

Part IX: In which a profiler and a pilot try their best not to care, featuring an incredibly tacky hotel.

Part X: In which a profiler and a pilot find a safe place to land, and in which our story comes to a close.

Bonus: In which a profiler protects a pilot and a pilot loses something important.

THIS. IS. PERFECT. This is such a beautiful piece that so perfectly encapsulates Spencer and the type of love he needs!!! I am in love.

The Statistical Probability of Falling in Love

Master List to The Statistical Probability Series

Spencer Reid x BAUfem! Reader

Category: Fluff 

TW: Mentions of bullying, cursing, kind of a depressing mental space at the beginning, mentions of an erection, and again, like…desiring somebody beyond the realms of friendship. 

Also, good lord, he’s so awkward, so this is kind of overdramatic, but all in good fun. It’s also kind of super long because I have no filter. And I loved this request by @radtwinkie .

This request has taken me literal ages to complete and I am so sorry for that! It’s really just because I genuinely loved this request and thought it was so precious and lovely; I really didn’t want to mess it up…all that to say I’ve rewritten it at least twice, so I hope it’s close to what was imagined when requested. Thank you @radtwinkie for your patience and I hope you all enjoy! xx

~ “Most of us have nicknames - annoying, endearing, embarrassing. But what about your true name? It is not necessarily your given name. But it is the one to which you are most eager to respond when called. Ever wonder why? Your true name has the secret power to call you.” - Vera Nazarian ~

Spencer is not a huge fan of nicknames. Part of it, of course, was the intense bullying he’d received as a child and teenager. Which was, frankly, rather hard to get past, even as an adult. He loved his BAU family, and for the majority of his time working with them, he felt loved and seen and accepted. But every so often Derek would make a comment that hit too close to home, Hotch would shut down one of his tangents with a slightly more annoyed tap than usual, Rossi would roll his eyes a little harder than usual, Penelope would seem genuinely overwhelmed, or Emily or JJ would be just a little too relieved to get to walk away as he began to ramble. It felt vastly unfair; Spencer wasn’t one to believe in karma, but there was something in him that felt like…maybe he deserved this acute loneliness. The brain he had been given, the intelligence he had…only for it to be received with…not hatred, exactly, but a sort of begrudged acceptance felt like a penance for the brain he was lucky to have, but never asked for.  

No one is perfect, but in those moments when he allows his anxieties and insecurities to get the better of him, Spencer can’t help but feel that his perceived imperfections are maybe too much? 

JJ is overly competitive, but Will loves that about her. Hotch is borderline humorless, especially when it comes to the job, but both Beth and Haley were able to see beyond that. Rossi is sarcastic, too wry sometimes for his own good, yet he is loved and respected. Derek can be testy to the point of meanness, and yet he always seems to be showered with affection by Penelope and many, many women. Penelope is quirky, sure, but always adored and never doubted. Emily could be borderline cruel and yet still manages to maintain a level of intimacy with the team that Spencer just does not seem to have. So, though nobody is perfect, Spencer is worried that he is so imperfect that his brain has muddled himself a hole he will never be able to leave. It feels like an absolutely hopeless situation…that is, until he meets you. 

It was after a particularly gnarly case in Los Angeles that Strauss decided to hire a new communications liaison. The publicity surrounding the case was fierce prior to the BAU’s arrival, but their involvement only brought more attention. The case was incredibly complicated and the investigation dragged on longer than anyone wanted it to. The press was practically vicious by the time the thing had been solved and, upon arriving back at Quantico, the whole team was shuffled into several meetings with Strauss regarding how best to handle press moving forward. Strauss didn’t want to add anyone to the team, nor did anyone else, really, but after an exploratory meeting with you, she was impressed and you were hired. 

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I love how personally soft he is in this for the little medic!reader! I can TOTALLY imagine him leaving the battle every now and then to check on the reader and FREAKING out about any little scratch or blood stain. LOVED IT!!!

I was wondering if you could do a Levi x Reader where you insert her into the storyline of one of the episodes of AOT. They just started dating and Levi is a little over protective of her when going on missions. To the point where other Scouts noticed She’s also shorter than him (by like an inch).

This is my first time making a request so if I’ve done it wrong I apologize !!

@ladycheesington <3

Medic

Pairing: Levi x Fem!Reader

Genre and tags: Canon world, romance, fluff, protective Levi, season 1 Levi, shorter reader.

Concept: Going back to season 1 when Levi is first introduced. Levi clears the Titans in the area but keeps making sure a small little base set up on a roof is protected. People take notice of Levi staying close to a spot and know the new medic is stationed there.

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The wind pushed its cold fingers through soft raven hair. Steel blue eyes focused on the target. A disgusted click of a tongue escaped kissable soft lips. Muscles flexed as an agile body twisted with the motions of the world. Blades met flesh and blood arched through the air before softly hissing as it evaporated from view.

Heavy boots landed on a tiled roof as joints ached. Keen ears listened and eyes scanned the houses for any more staggering beasts. With the flick of a green cape and a blast of air, the agile form drifted through the land until a destination was reached.

A gentle heart surrounded by protection throbbed at one gaze at a beautiful woman tending to the sick. His body moved towards the divine creature as if some spell connected the two souls through adoration and pure love. Worry seeped through the loving heart when they saw the sweet woman's hands covered in blood.

You flinched when your lover took a firm grasp of your wrist with his strong loving hands. You softened your smile to soothe the man you loved. You watched as he cleaned your hands of all blood and inspected every inch of them before releasing them.

Tired eyes softened and a relaxed sigh left your lover's lips. "Thank fuck you're not hurt."

You hummed a little laugh making the handsome Captain blush. "Levi, I'm a medic, I will get blood on me sometimes."

He pursed his lips together in a cute pout. "I know, but I worry."

"You are sweet to worry so much about me."

Levi flicked his steel blue irises to meet your gentle gaze. He lowered his voice to a spine-tingling whisper. "I worry because I care deeply for you. I want you to live. I want you to live a long life with me."

You reached up making Levi lean closer eager for your touch. You gently tucked a few strands of his soft hair behind his ear. "I want that too." You retracted from the man you loved and raised on your aching legs before approaching a soldier with a body in their arms. "You should head out there, Captain."

Levi winced at hearing you call him by his title instead of his name. He adored the way your lips and tongue moved when you said his name, Levi. He wanted you to say his name over and over, but he knew that many were watching.

He trudged closer to you and looked down at you as you spoke to the solider. "Do you need help?"

You looked up at Levi and smiled. "All good here. You should head out." Your hand slipped under his green cape and across his lower back making him shiver in delight. "They need you."

He hummed in response. "Don't leave here, got it? If you do, I'll be pissed."

You smirked at him before playfully saluting. "Yes, sir!"

Levi clicked his tongue, but couldn't help but smile a tiny bit at your playfulness. "Brat."

You waved to your beloved Captain as he flew off from his perch. Captain Levi was an impeccable soldier, one that was truly inspirational and admirable though to try and be like him was a fool's errand. Always catching the eyes of others, there was only one he wanted to always be watching him.

Levi drifted around where you were and made sure to keep the place safe. He took his eyes off you when had to save a scout. He knelt at their side and held their bloodied hand and made a promise. He knew the man was too hurt to return to you.

He stumbled to his feet and flew back to you to ensure you were safe and well, but a gaze from Hange irritated him. He landed close to the wild-eyed woman. "Tch, what?"

Hange shrugged her slender frame. "Nothing much, just you seem to be keeping a close eye on our medic."

"She's important to me."

"To you?"

Levi's cheeks burned. "Us. She's important to us." He gulped hard. "Get back to work."

Hange smirked. "No more beautiful titans."

He hummed in response. "Your obsession will never make sense to me." He turned on his heels. "I'm going to offer my assistance elsewhere."

"Like the medic area?"

Levi flinched. "Shut it!" He hurried over to you and gazed at you as you cleaned your hands. "Do you need help?"

You approached your lover and hummed. "I'm okay, but thank you for offering."

Levi lowered his voice and whispered to you. "Tonight, come to my office. I wish to hold you and kiss you."

You gazed at Levi as a smile spread on your lips. "I will run there tonight."

"Perfect."

I literally could not stop squealing throughout this entire story!!! I am absolutely in love!!! Thank you so much for such an amazing story!!!

Rogue Thoughts (Spencer Reid x FBI Agent!Reader)

Summary: Soulmates can occasionally hear each other’s thoughts. You happen to hear the thoughts of a fellow FBI Agent while you’re interviewing for a position at the BAU.

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Warnings: Some language, but it’s just fluff

Notes: SOULMATE AU MOTHER HECKERS

Word Count: 2k

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