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#Derek Morgan x Spencer Reid
beautifulbrainrot · 10 months
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spencer reid x reader x derek morgan
cw 18+ oral (m receiving), daddy kink
“you look so pretty sucking daddy’s cock baby..” you purred, looking down at where spencer was sat on his knees, derek’s cock deep inside of his mouth.
“he does, doesn’t he?” derek spoke, his voice low and seductive, a groan falling from his lips as spencer whined around his cock at both of your praises.
spencer slowly started bobbing his head on morgans cock, his tongue running along the sensitive underside of dereks cock, causing derek to throw his head back an moan as spencer’s warm, wet mouth enveloped him.
you smiled as you watched the scene in front of you, before turning your head towards derek’s to catch his lips in a passionate kiss. you drank in his moans, eyes opening slightly to see spencer staring up at you, his pupils blown with lust.
you broke apart from derek, both of you looking down towards spencer, his eyes watering as he gagged slightly or derek’s length.
you laughed lightly as you looked lower, spencer’s cock standing up against his stomach, the now red tip leaking against him.
“look how much he enjoys choking on your cock.. such a slut.” you laughed sadistically.
“wanna choke some more baby?” derek asked. spencer nodded his head the best he could and whined lightly around derek’s cock, the vibration causing him to gasp and buck lightly into spencer’s warm mouth.
you watched as derek brought his hand down to tangle in spencer’s soft curls, and smiled as he pushed spencer’s head further down on his cock, before pulling him back up, so his mouth only wrapped around the tip.
spencer moaned louder, tears dripping down his cheeks as derek used him for his own pleasure, his own cock twitching and leaking more pre come against his stomach.
derek came with a shout, slamming spencer down on his cock so that he swallowed all of his hot release.
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Derek: So you're bisexual and still single?
Spencer: No I'm just bi myself
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honey-stars12318272 · 5 months
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just a bunch of incorrect criminal minds quotes
—————————————————————————————————— Morgan : Reid and I are no longer friends.
Reid: DEREK THAT IS THE WORST WAY TO TELL
PEOPLE THAT WE'RE DATING!
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Reid: Being gay is a constant battle between "I wish to sit on a window bench with my lover, our legs tangling as we listen to the birds" and "Hey, let's go throw rocks at fascists" and I think that's very sexy of us.
Morgan: If the window's open and you time it right, you can do both.
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Prentiss: Surgery is basically just stabbing someone to life.
Hotch: Please never become a surgeon.
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Reid: BE A BETTER PERSON!
Morgan : WHY?!
Reid: BECAUSE SOMEONE NEEDS TO HAVE MORALS IN THIS RELATIONSHIP, AND IT SURE AS FUCK AIN'T GONNA BE ME, SWEETHEART!
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Reid: Ugh, crushes are so dumb.
Morgan : I know. Whenever I'm near the person I like I just start acting stupid.
Reid: But you're always acting stupid?
Morgan : …
Morgan : Yeah, don't think about that too hard.
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Morgan : My hands are cold.
Reid: Here, let me hold them.
Morgan: My lips are cold too.
Reid: *covers Morgan 's mouth with their hand*
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Reid: Wow, Morgan, you want to hold my hand before marriage? How awfully lewd of you.
Morgan : We literally slept together yesterday.
Reid: That's NOTHING compared to the lewdness of holding hands.
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Morgan : You got a date yet Reid?
Reid: No...
Morgan : Well you do now! Get your ass up and hold my hand!
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Reid: We should get you to a doctor for a check up immediately. What if it happens again, and there isn't anyone around to help you? What if it's congenital? Oh my God! Was it me? Did I hurt you?
Morgan : …You realize any other person that made their partner pass out on bed would simply feel really proud of themselves, right?
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Morgan : Reid is playing hard to get.
Morgan: Little does he know, I'm a master at playing hard to get rid of.
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Morgan: Sorry I'm late, I was doing things.
Reid: Hi, I'm 'things'.
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Hotch : You know, Morgen gives Reid flowers everyday, I wish you'd do that too.
Rossi: Okay?
*Later*
Rossi: *gives Reid flowers*
Reid: ???
Rossi: I don't know, I'm confused as well.
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webberwoof · 10 months
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HAPPY PRIDE TO MY FAVIRUITE BISEXUALS ❤️
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fellshish · 10 months
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Little criminal minds fic anyone?
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jk-unless · 1 year
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Temporary Unit Chief Derek gave me an idea…
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cherryspence · 1 year
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derek and spencer are actually married with 2 kids!!
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Heyy guy's I'm struggling to think of writing ideas and my laptop is in for repair please if you want they can be anonymous or not but please can I get some suggestions for fics. I normally write fluff or absurd smutty smut
my pairings are normally:
Spencer Reid x Luke Alvez
Spencer Reid x reader
Luke Alvez x reader
Derek Morgan x readers
Emily Prentiss x reader
Aaron hotchner x reader
One shots of any characters are welcome too!!
I am willing to try
Aaron hotchner x Derek Morgan
Derek Morgan x spencer Reid
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r3musmoony · 4 months
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So idk if theres an account that does this like the steddie fic find account, but I’m looking for a fic and I can’t remember much about it.
The fic has been found! I’m leaving the post up in case anyone else wants to read it but it ended up being this fic
I remember it was Criminal Minds, Moreid pairing. Spencer was in an abusive relationship with a guy, and him and Derek had to go undercover on a case as a couple because the other couples were interracial gay couples.
Spencer attended a university as part of his undercover identity and Derek did some job I can’t remember, electrician or some office job or something.
I remember there was a scene where Spencer was sleeping and he was curled up really tight into a ball and Derek questioned what could have happened to cause Spencer to need to sleep like that
I also remember a scene where Derek lifts Spencer’s shirt up in the bathroom when Spencer tells him to see his ribs and stuff which were bruised. and he does it in the bathroom because the team had cameras and microphones in the rest of the house for the unsub
there was also a scene where at the end, I’m pretty sure Spencer had to go back to his bf. I’m also fairly certain the bf was also an asshole about Spencer’s addiction and kept vials and needles of dilaudid in Spencer’s apartment hidden but I could be wrong, that might be from a diff fic
I also remember it was posted before Nov 2022 cuz I remember I had read it by then but I can’t remember specifically
If anyone recognises which fic I’m talking about could you please let me know! me and a fried just spent like 30 minutes trying to find it and got nowhere
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ddejavvu · 2 years
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ok this is a bit complicated so bare with me
spence is a medical doctor but still works at the bau. the bau have to get like an annual medical test and one of them is a blood test.
moreid centric so reid is the one drawing the blood and morgan's scared of them. (derek said that he's gonna pass out and spence said things like i can take your blood when you're unconciouss") emily, jj, and everyone is watching and laughing but derek's nearly having a panic attack. spence then ordered everyone to get out and calm him down. he stopped mocking him and just being so gentle with him like he handle a lil kid who's afraid of needle.
this is kinda complicated and i just taught ab it in my daydreams lol it would mean a lot if you can write it for me, you dont have to though. luv ur writings, ty!!
<3 moreid <3 omg i want more characterxcharacter requests
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"Spencer," As if the lack of professionality in using Spencer's first name wasn't evidence enough that Derek was panicking, his eyes were wide and intense too, locked on the needle in Spencer's hand, "I'm not kidding. I'm gonna pass out."
"It doesn't matter," Spencer shrugged, a soft smirk on his lips as he watched the usually cool, calm, and collected officer fall apart, "I can still draw blood even if you're unconscious."
Derek's eyes snapped shut, a grimace taking over his expression. And suddenly, it didn't seem funny. The shallow breathing that the man exhibited no longer seemed like grandiose dramatics put on for entertainment purposes, to get a few laughs. Instead they seemed real, ragged, and desperate.
The tightening of his muscles didn't seem like an effort to show them off, instead, his chest was stiff and his arms were pressed up against the wall behind him, holding on for dear life.
The way he'd scrambled up and out of the chair wasn't Morgan making Reid's job more difficult, it was Reid making Morgan's life more difficult.
Spencer finally snapped out of his discerning trance, hearing JJ's voice from across the room, "Oh, come on, you big baby. It's just a shot."
"Yeah," Penelope giggled, "I've seen seven year-olds take that more gracefully than you."
"Jack was better than this at three." Hotch piped up, an amused, seldom-seen smirk on his face.
"Guys," Reid spoke up, his voice much less light and airy than before, now grounded and strong, "Enough."
He didn't think he'd ever spoken with that much raw authority to his coworkers before. Sure, he'd given orders, he'd interrogated suspects, but he'd never silenced his team with two words before.
"Reid, we were-"
"Just give me a minute alone with him." Spencer glanced back at Derek, who was tracking everyone's movements with anxious eyes.
His coworkers, blissfully unaware and unrelating to the raw panic radiating off of Derek, shared a confused look. One by one, they stood, faces much more serious than when they'd been taunting Derek only moments ago. A few even mumbled out a mediocre apology to Spencer, as if he was the one that needed it.
"Derek," Spencer mirrored the man's former unprofessionalism, his voice soft and gentle as he set the needle down, stepping forwards a few steps, "I'm sorry for teasing you."
"It's stupid," Derek gritted out, his chest still heaving, "Hotch said- I'm in my thirties."
"It's not stupid," Spencer shook his head, walking closer and closer to Derek, "It's a phobia. I'm sorry I didn't realize before, I thought you were messing around."
"Don't apologize," Derek shook his head, screwing his eyes shut again, "I just- I can't do this."
"You have to," Spencer grimaced, finally standing in front of Derek, "I'm sorry, I wish there was some other alternative."
"I can't," Derek urged, "You don't understand, my brain won't let me-"
"I do understand." Spencer admitted, "Phobias can be crippling. And any situation seems better than this one right now. But this is mandatory, you have to complete these tests if you want to keep working here. If you don't do it now, you'll have to do it later, and I probably won't be the one administering the shot. Can I please help you with it today? I don't want you to have to do this again."
Spencer swore that he'd never seen Derek look closer to tears without actually crying. His chin was wobbling, his eyes glassy as his fingers clenched into fists to ground himself.
"I'll go slow," Spencer crooned, keeping his voice sweet and soothing, "Or- or fast, if that would help. You call the shots here- sorry, bad phrasing. But you know what I mean, you're in charge. Just because you need to complete the end goal doesn't mean you can't dictate the process."
"Nothing you can do will distract me."
"Actually," Spencer strode back to his desk, picking up an envelope from inside of his drawer, "I think these will keep you entertained for hours."
"What-"
"Baby pictures." Spencer pulled out a thick stack of photos, a slight blush on his face as he looked at the one on the top, "My mom sent them to me the other day. I kept meaning to get them out of here so that no one else could see them, but I guess it's good that I didn't."
"You can't possibly think that a few pictures of you as a kid are gonna distract me from a needle in my arm."
"I'm wearing a tie at age six," Spencer brandished the photo in question, one eyebrow raised, "You just told me the other day that you would bet money that I came out of my mom with a sweater vest on. I thought you'd want to see them. But if you don't want to," Spencer teasingly slipped the photos back into the envelope, heading back for his desk, "I can just-"
"Give me the pictures." Derek sighed, shakily peeling himself off of the wall he'd been leaning against, "Damn you and your stupid little baby glasses."
"I was six," Spencer chuckled, "I wasn't a baby."
"You're still a baby," Derek scoffed, "You're afraid of the dark."
"You're afraid of needles." Spencer deadpanned, leading Derek to his seat, "Did you forget what this was about?"
"Right," Derek sighed, his breath trembling in his throat, "Sorry, I-"
"Don't be sorry," Spencer shushed him, "That means the pictures worked. You were distracted, and you forgot about the shot. Keep looking, I'm pretty sure there's one in there of me reading War and Peace at far too young an age."
"Anything before sixty is far too young to read War and Peace," Derek grumbled, sifting through the photos in his lap "But, uh.. Thanks, Spencer."
Spencer smiled softly, the expression barely discernable as he rolled up the sleeve of Derek's t-shirt, "Just don't tell anyone else about the pictures."
"I can't promise that," Derek laughed incredulously, brandishing a picture of Spencer standing outside his university, two feet shorter and ten years younger than all of the other students there, "I'm keeping this one."
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spritehouse · 4 months
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listen i know i have a few more "mutual self destruction ship" fics then most mentally stable people out there, but here's a concept for another
today i present: married moreid facing the mundane (a concept inspired by nothing's new by rio romeo & no children by the mountain goats)
they're not agents anymore; both of them got out—they escaped every expectation held for them and the horrors they've seen.
they're both in therapy. spencer is sober, derek is finding healthy ways to outlet his anger; everything is good.
and for the first time in their lives, they aren't running from anything or chasing something—there's no race; the adrenaline is gone, and they don't know what to do with themselves.
they aren't quite the self-fulfilling prophecies they were decades ago—keeping everyone at arm's length and lashing out, yelling "i was right! no one will hurt me!" when everyone eventually leaves them—but old habits die hard.
they fight more about stupid things—derek forgot to go grocery shopping or spencer left his things all over the floor and his husband tripped over them, things they'd never normally have problems with—until they're lashing out at each other over every little thing, telling themselves, "i told you. nothing good that i get lasts."
they try couples therapy, different schedules, listen to every bit of advice they can get, anything to keep them afloat, but they're too busy protecting themselves to really get to the root of the problem
so they take a break.
spencer visits emily in london and enrolls in some classes there, and derek spends time in the mountains with hotch to disconnect from everything, and they're happy again
and a few months later, they're together again, walking on eggshells and waiting for the other shoe to drop, and they're misrable
anyways i dont have an ending for this yet, sorry but you get the vicious circle vibes im going for
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beautifulbrainrot · 10 months
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Spencer Reid x Derek Morgan
cw 18+ mutual masturbation, phone sex, sub!spence , s5!spence
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The trilling of his cellphone is what woke Derek from his sleep, the loud sound instantly pulling out of his dreams.
Sleepily, he reached for his phone on the nightstand, grabbing it and bringing it towards his ear. He answered without looking at the contact, his sleepy voice grumbling out his surname, assuming it was a work call considering he was on a case.
“Morgan.” He spoke, his voice rough.
“Derek, it’s me.” A small voice whispered. It took Derek’s sleep hazy brain a few seconds to detect who was on the other end of the phone, but it soon clicked that it was Spencer.
“Hey, pretty boy, why’re you calling me at,” He mumbled, checking the time as he spoke, “Almost 1 am?” He finished after seeing the time, voice laced with confusion as to why Spencer was calling him at this time.
“I just- I missed you.. It’s hard being stuck here while you're out on a case.” Spencer mumbled into the phone, suddenly feeling embarrassed about how desperate and clingy he sounded.
Derek sighed and smiled fondly, he understood exactly how he felt, the last few cases without Spencer being along with him were just as difficult for him.
“I miss you too, baby.” He smiled.
Spencer blushed and tried, but failed, to suppress a lovesick grin.
“Oh yeah.. how much did you miss me?” Spencer asked coyly, biting his lip shyly as he awaited Dereks response.
Derek laughed softly, instantly recognising the teasing tone, and smile in his boyfriend's voice.
“So much, baby boy..”He answered, his voice low and matching spencer’s teasing tone.
Blood rushed down to Spencer's clothed cock at Derek's tone and words, blush spreading across his cheeks to the tips of his ears.
“Really?” He asked, half teasing and half serious, truly wanting to know if Derek missed him as much as he missed him.
“Yeah, baby.. Can’t stop thinking about you..” Morgan replied, his cock stiffening in his boxers as he thought about Spencer on the other end of the phone. He could easily imagine what he was doing, most likely laying on their bed, clad in nothing but some pale lilac boxer briefs. Spencer was probably hard from the teasing, maybe already running a hand down his exposed torso towards his hard cock.
“I know you’re hard, baby. I want you to touch yourself for me..” Derek spoke, his sleep rough voice sending a shiver down Spencer's spine.
Spencer nodded softly, before realising Derek couldn’t see him.
“Okay..” he whispered softly, hand travelling down his chest to his cock, rubbing softly over his length through the thin fabric of his underwear. A soft moan fell from Spencer's lips, the sound going right through Derek's phone speaker to his now rock hard cock. Derek brought his own hand down to pull himself out of his boxers, stroking his length as he listened to Spencer’s whines.
Spencer moaned as he freed his aching cock from his briefs, wiping his thumb over the leaking head and collecting the pre come there, which he then slicked down his length.
Morgan groaned over the phone as he listened to Spencer's gasps and moans as he pleasured himself, his own hand working his thick cock.
“That’s it baby, make yourself feel good, you deserve it.” Morgan praised. Spencer whimpered in response, jerking himself off slowly, teasing his cock in the way Morgan would if he was with him.
Morgan’s heavy pants over the phone spurred Spencer on, his strokes of his cock getting faster, whines and whimpers spilling out of his mouth.
Morgan’s own release was approaching, Spencer whining in his ear bringing him closer to the edge.
“Come on baby, come for me.” Morgan breathed, Spencer choked out a broken moan as he came over his hand and chest, writhing as he overstimulated himself slightly with his hand in the way Morgan would.
Hearing Spencer reach his release pushed Morgan over the edge, coming hard over himself like Spencer had just done.
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wow ash using capital letters? who would’ve thunk it
this will be posted on my ao3 as well, same @ as on here <3
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Alex: So what do you like to do for fun around here?
Derek: Sometimes we like to throw shit at Reid
Alex: Who's Reid?
Derek picking something up and throwing it at Spencer: Reid!
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whitworth-waldo · 1 year
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OKOKOK SO MOREID PROMPT??
we all know Matthew Gray (Grey??) Gubler used to model, so IMAGINE: a string of murders in Las Vegas completely stumps the police and one of the latest victims (or all of them) is a model. Just so happens, Spencer used to model for the agency. He tries to hide it bc itd be embarrassing, but the team finds out (either bc his name is on file or a manager/employee/whoever recognizes him or something else) and they see his headshots and photoshoots and all that
Bonus Points if Morgan becomes really flustered and they end up together
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bastardbystander · 1 year
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stepping back from my usual ASOIAF posts, I re-posted my Criminal Minds fic for the people !! Snippet below & more tags on ao3 !!
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“Are you hard, Love?” he asked, reaching out to trace his finger up Spencer’s thigh.
“N-No,” Spencer said, biting his lip and watching as Derek’s finger traveled higher.
“Don’t lie, Baby,” Derek scolded, moving the book onto the duvet for a better look at the bulge between his legs. “Good boys tell the truth.”
Spencer’s breath hitched as Derek climbed up to straddle his lap, smirking down at him with an evil glint in his eyes.
“You gonna be a good boy?”
“Yes, Sir,” Spencer breathed.
OR Spencer Reid reads Cheesy Romance Novels and wants to try one out with his wonderful boyfriend Derek Morgan
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sp2ncerz · 2 years
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screams into the void I CARE ABOUT YOU BOTH SO MUCH SO WILL YOU PLEASE LOOK INTO EACH OTHER'S EYES AND REALIZE HOW IN LOVE YOU ARE WITH EACH OTHER
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