When I talk to you, I feel like a whole different person. I can be myself. I’m more confident. Talking to you makes my day a million times better. Getting to know you is great. Knowing that you like to talk to me too is the best feeling.
talking // excerpt from a book I’ll never write #22
Request: uuuhHHHHHH REID X READER WHERE THE
READER IS A TOTAL BADDIE?!?!!!!!!!!!!!! Literally do anything else I just gotta
read about Reid w a baddie 😤😤😩
Pairing: Reid x Reader
A/N: Lmaoooo I love this, sure thing babe! I hope I did this
alright and I hope you like it! Keep em’ coming! Xoxo
A/N 2: If there is any piece I did that you want a sequel
to, let me know and I’ll try my best! Xoxo
A/N 3 : This isn’t great in my opinion, please don’t shit on me for it lmao
The flashing neon lights burned your eyes and the thumping
music was making your ears ring, but it didn’t really matter to you. You
twisted your hips and rolled your body around the dance floor, making even some
of the most attractive guys at the club look at you and wink. Your best friend
was in the middle of dancing…well more so grinding on some guy. It was quite
entertaining to watch her lure him into a sexual trap.
A couple seconds later, she pushed him away and gripped your
arm. “Hey Y/N,” she screamed over the loud ass music and into your ear, “Let’s
get a drink.”
You laughed as she pulled you away from the noisy room and
into the tamer bar room. The place had a bar and stools lined up against the
wall and then booths opposite, where only one group of adults sat. There was
about seven of them chatting, but you didn’t pay much attention to them and
ordered up a cocktail with your friend.
Spencer had completely zoned out from anything his teammates
were saying. Their laughing and chattering had left his attention. A girl with
a golden dress and the most beautiful eyes he had ever seen had just walked in
and was now sitting a few feet away. He watched as she laughed with the girl
she was with. Her body was fantastic, her curves were literal perfection and
just the sight of you was making him hard.
He felt a nudge in his side and turned to see Derek smirking
at him. “Come on pretty boy, take a chance.”
Your conversation was put on hold when you felt a tap on
your arm and turned to see the cause. A younger man with the most beautiful
brown eyes was staring at you. He was so pure and innocent looking that it just
made you want to pounce.
“Hey there,” he awkwardly spoke. “I’m Spencer.”
He had the cutest smile you had ever seen. Your friend had
slipped off back into the dance room, leaving you with the extremely handsome
stranger. Being the wild partier you were, you grinned back and tightly gripped
his sweaty hand. You stood up from the bar stool and dragged him out the EXIT
door into the back alley, ignoring the curious stares and smirks from his
“Um…Miss…I,” he tried to speak, but you instantly cut him
off with a kiss. His lips were softer than ever and your slightly drunken self
was already worshipping him. He surprisingly didn’t hesitate to kiss you back,
slipping his tongue deep into your mouth and cupped your ass in his hands.
He lifted your left leg, cradling your entire body as you
two continue to making out in the midnight summer breeze. Your pussy was
throbbing for him and you wanted him inside you so bad at that moment, but you
had to play it cool.
Pulling away, you kissed the tip of his nose and brushed
your hand against his crotch, making him grunt in sexual frustration.
“See ya round handsome,” you whispered in his ear as you
turned on your heel and headed back inside.
Request: How about an Emily x reader where they get into
a huge fight and Emily leaves and acts really mean to the reader like making as
many sly comments as she can and then the reader gets taken by the unsub for a
few days and Emily is so so guilty and like crying all the time and tries
everything to make it up to the reader once she’s safe? Sorry it’s so long haha
I love your blog
Pairing: Prentiss X Reader
A/N: Hi this is really shitty, but I worked on it for like 2
days. Thank you for the kind words lovely! Keep em’ coming! Xoxo
A/N 2: Next piece coming out will be a Reid X Reader Xoxo
You were absolutely exhausted. You’d been on your feet all
day, running around the office, typing shit up; a pretty boring day. You were
ready to drop dead in bed. Dragging yourself to your room, you fell into your
bed and almost instantly fell asleep. However, your little slumber didn’t last
too long. A knocking at the front door caused you to jump to your feet and
groan in annoyance.
You stomped towards the door and yanked it open only to see
your girlfriend Emily standing there, with a bright smile on her face. “Hey
Y/N,” she spoke cheerfully holding up a bag, “I brought you some Chinese food.”
You forced a fake smile, “Sorry Em, I’m just too tired right
now.” Emily rolled her eyes, “Y/N come on, you’re always tired.”
That irked you a little as she knew how hard you worked every
day. “Yeah because I have a hard ass job,” you snapped, crossing your arms in
defense. She cocked an eyebrow in surprise and scoffed, “I have the same
fucking job as you Y/N. You’re not the only one.”
You opened your mouth to reply but she held up a hand, “Forget
it, I get it. You’re tired.” She said;
acting so bitchy. You didn’t want to deal with this shit right now, but she
turned around and starting fast-walking to her car.
“Bitch,” you grumbled to yourself. Emily turned around and
stuck her middle finger in the air, obviously hearing you. You gulped back
tears and slammed the door shut, not wanting to do anything else right now, but
The next day at the office can only be described as awful.
Emily was so snippy, shooting daggers at you anytime you looked her way.
At one point you accidentally bumped into Reid and she of
course made a snarky remark saying, “Oh Reid, always tripping over trash.” Reid
shot her a confused look and yet kept on walking. You rolled your eyes and
stomped back to your desk.
This was one of the most boring meetings ever. Hotch was delivering
a case about some serial-robber. It just didn’t seem as exciting. At you least
you thought so, for now.
You woke up to a dark, small room. The tight area had made
you sweat and your hair was stringy and damp. Your wrists and ankles were
banded together with a sharp, silver wire, disturbing the blood flow. All you
could taste was the metal flavor of blood. An ear-piercing scream escaped your
lips, praying in your mind that someone could hear you.
You weren’t sure how long you had even been in this wretched
closet for, but it had been long enough. Staring into complete darkness gave
you some time to think about things. About Emily. She had been so catty and so
bitchy, yet you knew she missed you. In her eyes, you saw anger and hurt, but
Screaming and frantic yelling in the distance distracted you
from your thinking.
“FBI, DON’T MOVE!”
You sighed in relief and laughed out of joy. Thank god. The
door was kicked open and Derek Morgan’s flashlight burned into your eyes,
making you yelp.
“IN HERE,” he screamed. “Hey, we got you baby girl.”
The cold wispy air left chills on your neck as you stood
outside with the rest of the team. They were practically babying you, making
sure you were alright and had everything you needed.
You weren’t even sure what happened. The case was in Arizona
in a small town called Flagstaff where a man was kidnapping women and holding
them hostage for ransom. You had been walking around in the woods behind the
most recent kidnappe’s home and everything had gone black.
As you tried to remember the rest of the details, you felt
an arm snake around your waist.
“Hey, Y/N,” Emily’s gentle voice in your ears made you feel
at ease. “I’m really sorry…for everything.” She began sobbing into the crook of
your neck. You held her tightly against your chest, combing your fingers
through her hair, listening to her cry on and on about how much she loved you.