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screechingsandwichtriumph · 15 days

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Bau x reader , where the reader is in an abusive relationship

Warnings: abusive relationship , blood , slightly yandere bau , gn reader , could be perceived as a poly bau

Summary: you are in an abusive relationship and when you call Hotch crying , they all rush to your side

The people in this team are smart and their job is literally to be observing

They obviously notice your change of behavior the moment you step out of the elevator the day you had met him/her

The energy you gave of , the way you talked and even your choice of clothes made them assume you had met someone. They totally DIDNT feel jealous at all

But you seemed happy and they had no control over you

Penelope was the one to ask and learn about the charming kind man you just met.

So the was the one who informed the others

She stalked all of his accounts and pulled out his criminal records (that were clean) his financial state and everything about him

Not even two weeks after you entered the building with a new air on you

You were shining in happiness

Everyone could feel It and everyone knew

Morgan definitely did not do an extra harsh box training that evening with Enily

And Spencer obviously did not complain to Hotch about it all day

And hotch certainly didn't almost tear apart a book in frustation

Also Penelope did not cry on JJ s shoulder and neither did the opposite happen

Then , one day exactly one month later you were gloomy

The team almost held an interrogation to find out why

Turns out your boyfriend and you had just had a super intense fight that ended up in yelling

They were quick to offer you to spent the night with one of them

Or they could book a hotel room for you

You declined saying you need to solve this out

This went on for a long of time

The weather became worst day by day and you were the first one on the team to wear a long sleeved shirt

They didn't think much of it

Your mood was drastically changing , your once bubbly and happy personality disappearing

They were all extremely worried but they didn't know what could have caused it

' Do you think it's that boyfriend of theirs?'

Morgan asked once . They all appeared worried at the thought

JJ was sent to ask you about your relationship but you quite convincingly talked in excitement and contempt about it

They were obviously worried sick ,but could do nothing about it , since they had no idea what the problem was

When they were all out together , Hotch received a call by you

You were crying and stuttering your words

' Hotch' you breathed out

' y/n? Where are you?what has happened?'

He asked and all the others gazes fell on him , their faces twisting in confusion

' I -uhhh I am on my apartment. He has left but I'm hurting a lot. Please come help'

You had said. Calling Hotch was a conscious decision since he was definitely a safe person to you and the whole team.

While Morgan could beat someone up easier and Emily was a very violent person when needed , Aaron just had this energy that he gave off.

He could protect you and you knew it

They all hoped In two cars and were to your in no time.

You were lying on the floor sobbing , with blood around you

Spencer was the one to check up on you , covering your wounds

While JJ called the police

Morgan along with Penelope were frozen on the doorway

And Aaron was right by your side pushing your hair out of your face and whispering in your ear

You were badly hurt

The paramedics arrived and Spencer rode the ambulance with you.

Penelope and Aaron followed with their car while the other three remained on your apartment

They decided to clean it up, JJ bringing the chemicals to remove the blood , while Morgan angrily scrubbed the floor

' How could he? '

Whispered Emily enraged

Then they heard keys on the door

' Honey I am so sorry for what happened, but look I brought you flo-'

A man entered the apartment and appeared shocked to find your colleagues there

Morgan had risen up staring at the man with deep hatred in his eyes

Let's say that the man returned to his house with a lot of bruises , a bunch of threats and two days later his computer caught a virus

You were in the hospital, getting better

Penelope was in the chair besides your bed working something on her computer

Once you were woken up and not high, you received a lot of hugs and sweet words

When you could finally return home they all sat you down . You knew this conversation was coming

' We want you to feel comfortable telling us about things that are going wrong in your life '

Hotch had said his voice and characteristics unnaturally soft.

' Why didn't you tell us?'

JJ wondered and you had no acceptable answer

The day ended in a lot of tears and hugs.

You quickly returned to your workplace where you were greeted with a cake that had wobbly written on it ' welcome back'

Thay would always remind you to be careful in the field for at least a month.

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jokingmisfit · 1 year

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Not A Child And Not My Job

Yandere BAU x reader

Warning- Delusional BAU, Gaslighting, Yelling, Drugging, allusions to stalking if you squint, forced regression if you squint, couldn’t do much with Penelope cause she doesn’t come to the other places with the team, didn’t add elle

(I tried something new towards the end, the writing gets sloppy to signify the readers thoughts being blurred by the drugs please let me know what you think about that)

It wasn’t supposed to be like this. My job was supposed to be a therapist. I was meant to help keep them sane and calm. To help them through tough times. This isn’t my job.

I feel more like a pet than anything. I feel like all I’ve done is thrown them deeper into this demented mind set. And it’s not like I can do anything about it. No one would believe that it’s weird. The Bau was always filled with ‘outcasts’ as they put it.

Recently I’ve had to put my feelings about it on hold. The team began slipping up on cases. They were rushing through and making mistakes. Penelope said it was because they wanted to get back to me, so I convinced the big bosses to let me go with them on cases.

That's how I ended up here. On the way back to Washington. Sat directly in the lap of Chief Hotchner. No one was directly paying me mind, they were talking about the case, however they still stared.

I didn’t listen to the conversation. My job was a therapist for the agents not to be an agent. I don’t like thinking of people in a negative light.

I kept my eyes on the book Spencer gave me. He was adamant that I read it. Last time I tried to deny a gift from one of them it was from Penelope. The look in all of their eyes when I tried to say I didn’t need an extra laptop was terrifying.

I shouldn’t be so surprised. I’ve read through a few of the files that they’ve worked on. The grisly scenes and horrific events, it’s no wonder they’ve all become twisted in their own ways.

Aarons arm rested loosely around my hip, his hand resting lightly on my thigh. The warmth of his palm should be calming, but it only serves as a reminder that they all have developed an inappropriate dependency on my presence. The thought alone makes me shift uncomfortably.

Dereks the first to respond. “Aww poor baby~ you must be tired, huh? Waking up so early only to get shoved on a plane.”

His voice sounded genuine, but it feels more like I’m being mocked. I’m not a child.

“Why don’t we get you snuggled up on the couch hm?” JJ asked.

I’m not a child.

Frowning, I respond. “I’m fine. Just needed to move a little.”

“But, you're pouting, there's stiffness in your shoulders too, your hold on your book has loosened, and your eyes have bags under them. All of this is most likely caused by your lack of sleep. Statistically speaking 15 to 20 percent of people with insomnia develop a form of depression.” Spencer argued back at me.

Fine, if they want me to keep ignoring the truth I will put it out on the table where they can’t ignore it.

“I’m not depressed, Spencer. I’m uncomfortable, because the whole team treats me like a child.” Derek scoffs when I say this. “You all act like I’m fragile. I found you’ve all developed a dependency on me in the form of my presence.” I feel Aarons grip tighten and I lay the book on the small table. “You want to take care of me even though I don’t need it, because it gives you a sense of purpose outside the BAU.” JJ frowns and shifts where she stands. “I’ve shown you all a kindness that’s not in the form of family or friendship. You’ve all seen and experienced terrible things and as a result you warp what I am into an innocence that in reality isn’t there.”

Jason looks me in the eyes. “Alright, I think that’s enough.”

Ignoring him I continue. “Your minds are using me as a way to cope rather than handling the problems properly. Since you’ve never had someone there to listen and share with rather than each other none of you know how to properly react.” Spencer looks defiantly upset. “I’m not blaming you for not knowing how to respond, but it’s making me feel unsafe and honestly some of it is insulting.”

The plane was quiet after I stop. I try to move off of Aarons lap but he holds me in place.

“Let me go… Please.” I whisper.

His arm doesn’t move. No, his other arm comes and holds me tighter against him. My breath feels more shallow. I should’ve waited. God, this is a twelve hour flight. I feel all of their eyes on me.

I struggle more against him. “Aaron, I said let me go!” I try to pry his arms off but my hands are shaking and he’s stronger than me.

“Look you can’t even get out of his lap, and you think you can take care of yourself?” Derek said with derision.

I freeze in anger and glare at Derek. “That is completely different! I may not be able to fight people off but I can discern when I need to eat and sleep and I can sure as hell sit in a damn chair like a normal person!”

I’m startled by a slamming sound on the table in front of me. Jason looks at me with a disgruntled look. “I think we have all had enough of your tantrum.” He says sternly.

“It’s not a tantrum, it's me trying to show you the damn truth and you acting irrational!” I screamed at him.

I heard a sigh behind my ear, before Aaron said, “I knew it was a bad idea for her to come along, her little mind just can’t wrap around everything and it’s making her act out.”

Are you kidding me?!

Tears flood my eyes in frustration. “That is not what's happening! God, how more delusional can you all become?!”

Joining in again, JJ comes over to me and wipes the tears away. “Guys, don’t be so rough on her, like Hotch said she’s too little to understand.”

This is so much worse than it should have ever been.

I writhe in Aarons grip. Screaming and moaning out, begging him to let go of me. Through the chaos of my screaming I can hear Jason say something. I continue to try and get away, but I can hear them talking to each other over it.

I feel a hand graze the side of my face. I try to move away but he grabs my face. Making my head stay still I can see Spencer's concentrated face staring at my neck.

My neck hurts. It felt cold too. Spencer's face was also a bit blurry. He was eye level somehow. Was he crouching? When did he start smiling so sweetly at me? Is he saying something? Am I moving?

I try to speak but all that comes from me are whines. I feel like I’m freezing. I’m dizzy.

Where’d Spencee go? Why I was so sad before? Where is I? Why I wanna cry? Where is that cooing coming from?

I’m overwhelmed by a scent like pine and, and, I don’t know. They feel soft. Feels warm. I bury my face in the warm. Is their wearing cotton? Sounds like a pool. Huh?

“You- k- we- you-”

Whas that mean? So tired gotta sleep.

#bau x reader #yandere bau #spencer reid x reader #aaron hotchner x reader #jennifer jj x reader #jason gideon x reader #derek morgan x reader #penelope garcia x reader #criminal minds #criminal minds x reader

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authorred · 1 year

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Yandere Spencer Reid heacanons because I was inspired |Part 1|

Preface: It’s hard to imagine the upstanding, moral Spencer Reid as an obsessive, compulsive lover who would do anything and everything for your love. Lucky for you, I’m here to help you imagine.

Yandere!Spencer Reid is chefs kiss. Exactly what I need (and want awooga)

Part 2 here Part 3 here

Warning(s): Mentions of violence, stalking, kidnapping, psychological abuse, (un)willing reader (depends on if you fw this imagine), spiral into pure criminality

He is first horrified when he begins to feel the obsession or possession

When he first meets you is when he first begins to get those feelings

Tries his absolute hardest to logic his way out of it, or to control it, or to seek help

Tries his best to communicate to you as a healthy, normal person would, but he can’t help but find those thoughts creeping in again

He believes it’ll be better if you’re away from him, but his thoughts and feelings change to hardcore yearning

Knows it’s not love he’s feeling, and is potentially dangerous to you

Might spiral down into a breakdown (or a few) because of it

Will genuinely think of himself as a horrible person who thinks he can’t get help

If you try to help him he’ll vehemently decline it and will tell you it’s a bad idea

Others at the BAU try their hardest to help him, but the thoughts are still there

If Reid sees you interacting with someone who seems interested in you, his mind will implode

Will be constantly trying to justify the person’s ‘disappearance’ to himself for hours whilst alone

Will come up with the excuse that the person is dangerous to you, or has the potential to be (his calculations will be slightly skewed)

At first, he’ll ask Morgan or Hotch to help him ‘deal with’ the person, but since the person is literally innocent, they can’t do anything

He gets frustrated but brushes it off as paranoia

Spencer starts to find himself hovering near where your house is just to ‘check in’ on you to see if you’re alright

To him, he’s just being protective over you. He wants you safe

But he also knows if he springs all of his thoughts and worries on you, you’ll hate him

Whenever he thinks about you hating him he feels like he can’t breathe

He needs you to like him--love him, even

As weeks and months go by, he doesn’t fight his impulsive thoughts as much as before

Whenever you’re near, you have 100% of his attention. He barely looks away from you if you’re within his line of sight

He’s a nervous wreck when you talk

He’s scared he’ll mess up and say something that’ll fuck your friendship up

He’s not good at mincing words, so he has to carefully curate his sentences

When you smile or laugh at something he says, he feels high

When you mention someone who’s not a part of the BAU, that high disappears instantly

It’s replaced with a cold disinterest in whoever it is you’re speaking about

He tries to manipulate the conversation to see if he can pull more info out of you about the person

He takes advantage of his access to FBI equipment and software to find the person

He makes sure to cover his tracks thoroughly and will not rest until he’s sure any audit trail or history or whatever isn’t linked back to him

When he finds the person’s personal info, he finds himself ‘checking them out’

Will take walks in front of their house, or follow them

Does this for every person who’s not an overt threat

He will, however, drop whatever stalkerish shit he’s doing if you call or text him

If someone does ask you out, or you mention going on a date, or talking to a person of interest, haha

Someone’s going to die

Once Spencer gets the necessary information, he’ll stalk the person out

He might have a conversation with them, profile them, and then talk about their relationship to you

He’s more than likely not strong enough to physically overpower a person of above-average strength, but he’s got the brains to make the odds even

Will create an elaborate plan to get the person to come to him instead

Whenever he does manage to kidnap/isolate the person, he won’t kill them immediately

He’d have a genuine heart-to-heart with them

He’d say you’re his. He’ll say he’s yours, and whoever tries to take you away (be it romantically or otherwise) will be met with a steep response. He’ll say he loves you, and will do anything to be sure you’re with him, and only him

Probably kills the person by slitting their throat. A bullet is too easily identifiable

He’ll comfort you if you’re saddened by your date’s/person of interest’s disappearance

When you hug him, his entire body goes hot

He hugs you tightly (probably a bit too tight)

He verbally comforts you as best he can, and assures you you’ll go on other dates (hopefully with him)

He’ll gently rock you if you’re hugging for a long time

If you pull away first, he’ll try to keep you in the hug, but will let go if you push him away

He’ll let you sleep on him, and he’ll stare at you while you do

He’ll think to himself about how beautiful you are, and how you deserve everything, and how much you deserve him especially

He gets a lot pushier after that, especially when it comes to you getting close with others

Will physically hover closer to you

Will glower at anyone who looks at you a certain way

Will never let you privy to these thoughts and habits and behaviors of his until he’s sure you can handle/accept them

He will definitely try to gaslight you and/or emotionally manipulate you if he thought it’d make you like/trust him more

You’d trust him, most likely. He’s Spencer mf Reid, why wouldn’t you

He wouldn’t psychologically manipulate/abuse you that much, and wouldn’t physically put his hands on you unless he had to

He notices the obsessive and compulsive thoughts calm when he’s around you, so he wants you next to him almost 24/7

Gets very disenchanted and uninterested when you’re not around

The team believes him to be down bad

They think he’s a puppy in love with you and find it adorable

Will mention you often to get him engaged

Sometimes he’ll just push through a case due to the thought of seeing you after

If he gets injured on a case, his first and only thought would be his desire to not die and leave you behind. Anything else comes secondary

If you’re a mother figure, or give off ‘motherly’ vibes, that’ll make this worse

If you initiate any form of physical contact, he will beam

Literally treats you like an actual god(dess) (aside from the occasional emotional manipulation but yk)

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waywardsummoner46 · 1 year

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Our Beautiful Girl

Pairing: Yandere!BAU x Reader, Yandere!Spencer Reid x Reader

Summary: “Do you understand, (Y/N)? You need only understand and you won’t ever have to think again! Wouldn’t that be nice? A life without ever needing to worry about a thing? No responsibilities, no problems, nothing to trouble you ever again.”

Years of successful cases struck you as suspicious... so you began researching. You never thought your research would come to this. You never thought your life would come to this. If you managed to survive this... who would believe you?

Word Count: 2538

Warnings: obsessive behaaviour, coercion, slight infantilism, drugging, non-consensual kisses, non-consensual touching, manipulation, the BAU and their ideology in this is fucked up

IMPORTANT A/N: My mind is fucked up. Oh well. This isn’t my darkest fic but be warned it’s a bit disturbing. I will be more than willing to do a drabble series for this if people are interested or even more parts. I hope you all enjoy and let me know what you think!

DIvider by @firefly-graphics

Everyone had heard of the legendary BAU team. They were an extremely popular department of the FBI, being called consistently to multiple parts of America and the rest of the world on occasion. They never got a break and consequently never stopped helping people.

Every case they had they “found the bad guy” or “arrested the unsub” and all they ever got was praise and blind acceptance.

Surely you couldn’t have been the only one to think that their endless streak of success wasn’t perfectly innocent. Despite only being an agent in training at the time their popularity peaked, you shared your opinions only with your closest friends and that’s where they stayed.

As soon as you’d left high school, you knew that being a profiler for the FBI was exactly what you wanted to do, hearing of the legendary stories of how the BAU had yet again caught a psychotic serial killer or rapist or whatever the fuck humanity had spewed up. It was intriguing to say the least.

You’d seen pictures of the team in pictures and read about them individually in interviews. They acted as your inspiration for the job during your early years; whenever you found something to be extensively difficult you merely reminded yourself that struggle is only a step closer to becoming as amazing as them. This became a regular technique for you, often thinking and dreaming about when you’d finally qualify and be able to explore the world and help people in your own unique way alongside the current greats of the BAU.

The friends you’d made shared your opinions and ultimately boosted that attitude, mirroring it actually.

Everything was going great! Until it wasn’t…

The first seed of doubt was planted in your head when you decided to do a little personal research. You looked through the archives of past cases (even though you weren’t supposed to and miraculously had access to it) and counted how many they’d solved in total. After an hour of counting and three hundred successful cases in a row, your restless hands finally slumped against the many case files piled around you on the floor and you regarded them with a raised brow and slightly pursed lips.

Surely there must’ve been at least one case they’d failed? Or at the very least, not caught the bad guy or charged the wrong guy?

Apparently not if the information from the daunting files in front of you had anything to do with it.

The logical thing to do was to accept it and resume your life as it had been and continue to aspire to be like this clearly flawless team yet there was something nagging you in the back of your mind just to delve a little deeper. Search a little more.

…no one’s gonna notice three hundred files missing right? No, surely not. Alright they would but ten or twenty at a time wouldn’t hurt and they were just begging to have some action.

So that day you neatly reorganised the files and put them back where they belonged but remembering to come back for a few at the end of the day.

After a long day of training, it finally got to home time and as you waved your friend goodbye, under the pretence that you desperately had to go to the toilet, you made your way back to the archives only to stop short at the neat pile resting on top of one of the cabinets. Did you forget to put the ones you were going tonight to take away? Surely you didn’t.

Then again you were tired and a bit forgetful the past few days so the situation was more plausible than not. Deciding to reluctantly shrug it off, you reached for the files after looking around to see nobody was watching you and stuffing them into your satchel bag, crammed alongside all of your other things.

Letting out a shaky breath of relief, you left the room and made your way quickly out of the building, walking quickly, quickly, quickly-

Into someone else’s body. You glanced up with an apology on your tongue only to stop short at the sight of Doctor Reid. Instead of the smooth apology flying out of your mouth, you stood their gaping like a fish struggling to form a sentence.

He brushed off his shirt and straightened his tie before looking up at you, eyes widening slightly when they met yours.

“I am so sorry, Doctor Reid! I wasn’t paying attention to where I was going and didn’t see you! I am so, so sorry, I-“ you rambled and we’re cut off by him raising a kind hand to dismiss you.

“Actually the collision was both of our faults. Statistics show we’re more likely to bump into another person or thing when feeling rushed or anxious than when not.” He said it with such fluidity and confidence that you had to close your eyes and swallow to compose yourself. “On the bright side, at least neither one of us are hurt.”

You looked back up at him and smiled shyly under his easygoing gaze. Out of habit, your hands came up to the strap of your satchel and began fidgeting with it, “I’m sorry again, Doctor. Are you alright?”

“I’m alright, thank you. Are you alright, Miss (Y/L/N)?” He knew your name?

You nodded in confirmation, missing how he glanced at your bag, noticing the bulge and allowing his lips to quirk momentarily, as you silently pondered over how he knew your name.

When your eyes met again you realised that you’d been standing there in silence for a while. “Unfortunately I should really leave now. It was nice speaking to you and again, I’m sorry for bumping into you,” you stated as you began turning to the exit.

“It’s no problem, we actually evaded the high chance of one of us getting hurt during the collision so I’d say that it wasn’t as bad as it could’ve been. Take care, Miss (Y/L\N),” he said and waved goodbye, leaving out a separate door.

You walked over to your car, opened it and plopped down onto the seat, sighing heavily and looking uneasily at the bag on the passenger seat, wondering what exactly you were about to do. Was it really a good idea? You’d just met Doctor Reid formally for the first time and he seemed like a genuinely good person, your developing profiling skills contributing to your evaluations, so you felt mildly guilty second guessing his and his team’s sense of justice.

Biting your lip, you sat in silence for a good minute plotting the pros and cons of your idea.

No one would know you’d taken them, surely. No one has any need for them, they’re old files for god's sake!

Well, no one has any need for them, bar you of course.

With a determined nod, you put your keys in the ignition and drove home, knowing you had a long night of reading ahead of you.

It had been two weeks since you’d taken those files home. And it was nearly the end of endless files you’d found in the archives, considering how you’ve had no luck since beginning then you were starting to think that this entire escapade had been a mistake.

Tireless efforts lasting overnight were slowly catching up on you, you were overwhelmed by the graphic images taken and the details in some of the cases were downright horrific. Child pornography, rape, homicide, torture… there was nothing not on that list. The amount of bile and vomit that had been flushed down your toilet was insane. You’d concluded that maybe you’re more cut out for the action aspect of the job and not the analysis of dead, mutilated bodies.

Despite that your mind couldn’t help but dwell on your encounter with Doctor Reid. He’d been extremely charming and you’d been itching to just speak to him again. You had no idea why but there was something about him that was just so interesting to you - something that needed a little prodding.

Wrenching yourself out of your thoughts, you once again tried and failed to focus on the piece of work in front of you. It was an exercise to teach and prepare you to conclude a case therefore summarising and going into detail about every aspect. Without the thrill of an actual case you found this activity to be a complete drag and elected to ignore the work until an hour before the deadline which was next week if memory serves correct. Which gave you enough time to finish the last ten files in your satchel.

You’d decided to stay at the BAU late that night, coming to the conclusion that the work place would increase your productivity and reduce your exhaustion. Apart from the odd agent, there was nothing that distracted you from your work.

Each and every picture from each and every file seemed to be ingrained into your memory; the horrors not something you’d forget so easily. It made you wonder though, how exactly did the current BAU seem so… at ease with everything they’ve seen?

Of course, they’re not not unscarred but there always seems to be some undertone of something whenever they discuss previous cases. After all, that very undertone was what encouraged you to be breaking practically every rule of your training because something was just not right.

About an hour had passed and you were finally on the last case file. Nothing struck you immediately (apart from a disheartening disappointment), all sections and pictures just as bad as the others. Nothing was out of the ordinary… except just one thing.

Anyone who wasn’t studying it as vigorously as you would’ve missed it. There was a… note, of some sort, at the end of the medical examination section.

Do you understand now, (Y/N)?

“Oh, (Y/N)! I didn’t expect to see you here. Is everything okay? You look a bit… sick,” the voice of Spencer Reid made you jump from your shaken stupor. Seeing your wide, teary eyes must’ve been concerning for him. He immediately rushed over to you and began soothing you, stroking the tears from your cheeks.

“Hey now, what’s gotten you so upset?”

You couldn’t do anything between your tears and quivering lips so you only pointed to the case notes, not caring at all what you’d be admitting to. His lips pursed as he looked at it.

An eyebrow raised, he said, “Yes, this does seem quite concerning. I do have one question though…” Even through your terror, you recognised that this was where all of your years of hard work would come to an end; you pushed through your crippling fear and pleaded for forgiveness one last time.

“I’m sorry. I’m so sorry. I never meant to! I just couldn’t help myself. I’m so-”

“No, no, no. Breathe with me, (Y/N), you’re alright. It’s not that, it’s not.” Oh, that was a relief. What was it then? “It’s simple enough, so I’ll cut to the chase: do you? Understand, that is. It’s very important to us.”

What?

Slowly, you moved away from his hands and reached a trembling hand to the gun in your pocket. “What did you just say?”

A tight smile spread across his face at your actions. He huffed a sigh, “You can be so silly sometimes, (Y/N). My question was easy! I phrased it as comprehensively as I could! Just for you! Always, for you!”

An obsessive, manic look took over his face, his entire body language. This was not the famous Doctor Spencer Reid. He looked too insane for that.

“Doctor, I don’t understand what you’re saying…`’ Evidently, that was the wrong thing to say as he went from looking loopy to completely livid and then to a twisted sort of affectionate. Him settling on that sent shivers through you.

He took a step forward and you took one back, another step forward, another step back. You carried on like this until your back regrettably hit a wall - you were trapped. Drawing your gun, you warned him. “G-get back! Don’t come any closer, I will shoot!”

Obediently, he paused and smiled warmly at you. “I suppose it was our fault. The likelihood of you understanding our motives was seventeen percent at best but we were hopeful. Admittedly, it was a risky gamble and what must happen now was entirely avoidable but oh well!” He was still unbearably charming even when he scared the living daylight out of you.

Neither of you said anything for a while; him clearly enjoying watching you and you debating on whether or not to shoot him. The silence was unnerving to an extreme you were unfamiliar with.

A lump in your throat had appeared and your grip on the gun was flimsy at best - you couldn’t help but feel that, despite how you were aiming a gun at him, he was the one with the power in the situation… if only you could figure out why.

“I can see your clever little brain working from over here. As adorable as it is, you need only understand and you won’t ever have to think again! Wouldn’t that be nice? A life without ever needing to worry about a thing? No responsibilities, no problems, nothing to trouble you ever again,” he was crazy, positively psychotic.

“I don’t know what you’re talking about! I don’t understand, Doctor Reid! What are you saying?” Emotional exhaustion nearly overwhelmed you but you remained strong. All of your research and now his behaviour was making you even more aware that something was out of place but you couldn’t for the life of you figure out what.

Too quick for you to realise, he’d strode towards you, grabbed your gun and forced your back to his chest - a hand calmly stroking your hair and one discarding the gun to the floor. You were screaming and sobbing like a feral beast and, answering your prayers, somebody heard you.

Multiple somebodies as it seemed, the rest of Spencer’s team. Through your overwhelming distress, you didn’t notice the equally twisted fondness they looked at you with, only focusing on how other people were here to help. Reid’s next words made you realise the extent of the danger you were in:

“We know, baby. That’s why we’re all here to help you!”

We, he’d said.

All of the BAU were just as crazy as the others. Everything you’d ever suspected, ever hypothesised was true. This only reinforced it.

You felt a sharp prick on the side of your neck. Realising Spencer had injected you with some sort of sedative, you instantly began to struggle. His soothing words did anything but as you descended into an increasingly drowsy sense of panic. And as you finally succumbed to unconsciousness, you felt him place a kiss to your forehead, each of your eyelids and one lasting one to your lips

“When you wake up, you’ll finally be home… and you won’t have to worry about anything ever again. Our beautiful little girl.”

#spencer reid x reader #spencer reid #yandere!spencer reid #yandere!spencer reid x reader #dark!spencer reid #bau x reader #yandere!bau x reader #dark!bau #dark!bau x reader #criminal minds #criminal minds x reader

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reblog-reblog666 · 11 months

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Reblog Masterlist 1

Matt Murdock / Daredevil

Alleycat series masterlist - Fluff, Smut

Not your average male fantasy - Smut

Kneel at the alter - Smut

Lost - Smut

Bad dreams (hold me closer) - Angst, Smut

No better love - Fluffy Smut

Wicked games - Angst?, Smut

Need - Angst, Smut

Ease the pain - Hurt/Comfort, Smut

Coffee shop woes (1) - Fluff / First date jitters (2) - Fluff / Late night confessions (3) - Angst, Fluff

My darling, my baby. - Fluff, Smut

Lavender haze - Fluff

Lingering - Fluff

Tolerance - Fluff

Ask response - Smut

I just need you - Hurt/Comfort?, Almost Smut?

A slow day - Smut

Bandages - Fluff

Sub!Matt hcs - Smut

Good boys deserve to be taken care of (1) - Smut / (2) - Smut

Old fashioned - Smut

Feisty - Smut

Wordle - Fluff (OFC, Not Reader)

Matt as a bad priest hcs - Smut

Kneel. - Kinda Hurt/Comfort?, Fluff?

Michelangelo's Matthew - Fluff

Still here - Fluff

Daddy issues - Angst, Hurt/Comfort

Attention - Fluff

My own worst enemy - Angst, Hurt/Comfort

In the rearview - Angst, Hurt/Comfort

All I feel is you - Fluff

Castle in the sky - Fluff

Never an ear strain away - Fluff

Talk too much - Fluff, Hurt/Comfort

Chaotic College!Matt hcs - Fluff

Nepenth - Hurt Comfort, Fluff

Forgiveness - Smut

Pain and pleasure - Smut

Sub Matt blurb - Smut

When the needle speaks (1) - Angst, Hurt Comfort / (2)

Stroke - Smut themes?

No interruption - Smut

Ours - Smut Blurb

Relax - Smut Blurb

I’ll be in good company - Hurt Comfort, Fluff

You’re somebody else - Angst

You are the best thing that’s ever been mine - Fluff that makes you cry

Matt Murdock x Autistic! Reader x Frank Castle hcs - Fluff, Hurt Comfort

Bruises - Hurt Comfort

Matt Murdock x Virgin!Reader hcs - Smut

Guardian Angel - Teen!Reader, Pregnant!Reader, Dad!Matt, Hurt Comfort

A real first kiss - Little bit of angst, Little bit of comfort, Fluff

Corruption of innocence (1) (2) - Smut

Anchor - Hurt Comfort, Autistic Reader

And then I met you (1) - Slight Angst, Fluff, Dad!Matt, Mom!Reader

Stained glass love series masterlist

Rooftops and vigilantes - Fluff? Idk what else to say (1) (2) (3)

You learn something new everyday… I guess - Fluff, angst?, hurt comfort?

Praise kink - Smut / Good girls finish first - Smut

Ours - Fluff, Comfort

Chase - Smut (1) (2)

Frank Castle / Punisher

Bad dreams (hold me closer) - Angst, Smut

Fashion show - Fluff

Jealousy - Smut

Forgiveness - Smut

Out of mind - Fluff

Ours - Smut Blurb

Matt Murdock x Autistic! Reader x Frank Castle hcs - Fluff, Hurt Comfort

Ours - Fluff, Comfort

Billy Russo

Penny for your thoughts - Smut

Jessie Pinkman

Celebrating Jessie’s birthday hcs - Fluff

Saul Goodman

His secretary but in a porno way - Smut

Peter Parker / Spiderman

Stim the stress away - Fluff, Neurodivergent Reader

Touch - Smut

Doughnuts - Fluff

Paparazzi - Dark! Peter, Smut, little fluff?

these violet delights - a dark! mob!peter tale [tasm peter vs kilgrave] - Angst, Dark Fic, Not x Reader, Dead Dove Do Not Eat

Darth Vader / Anakin Skywalker

The throne - Smut, Darth Vader

Derek Morgan

Size kink - Smut

BAU General

Autistic BAU reader hcs - Fluff, Hurt Comfort

Rick Grimes

Our moments - Fluff

Bruce Wayne / Batman

Missing you - Smut

Words greatest detective - Smut

Other

Yandere Butler x Autistic Reader hcs - Dark, Hurt Comfort

#Masterlist

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dearest-painter · 11 months

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Ok listen y’all. Yandere platonic criminal minds x kidnapped trader x platonic Yandere spidervers. Reader is Miguel’s long lost child that went missing when they were 5. They were found when they were 17. They were tortured and all that and was terrified when the BAU found them. I feel like they would cling onto Derek more since he’s good with kids. How would Miguel feel after finding out that kid is alive??

Fuck..YES! Okay for tbis I feel like Derek adopted them and they were rescued when they turned 10, now Derek adopted Kidnnaped O’Hara!Reader because NO ONE could contact Miguel. They tried but he wasn’t picking up.

Miguel originally thought you died…he lost both of his little angels, first you then Gabrielle…he lost all hope for anything at all…when he sees you alive, older, and with a random man he feels happy to see you alive but why didn’t he find out earlier? He was your father he deserved to know that his dearest child was alive! When Miguel and the BUA met your hiding behind Derek confused until Derek sent you off to see Garcia.

A full on argument started between Derek and Miguel. You actually are friends with Hobie, Miles, and Pavitr so you left the BAU’s office and hang out with them instead.

It’s going to be a long wild ride now that your real dad sees your alive

#yandere #please don’t do this #obession #unhealthy #platonic yandere #yandere platonic #gn reader #Kidnapped O’Hara!Reader #yandere spider man across the spider verse #yandere spiderverse #x gn reader #yandere x gn reader #genderfluid enity answers!#gender neutral y/n #yandere x gender neutral reader #gender neutral reader #✉️mail arrived✉️#yandere criminal minds

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karumashadowchicken · 2 years

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hiii! can i request a one shot story where the yandere (they see you as someone who needs to be protected 24/7) bau (original bau, you can include prentiss or elle, i don’t mind either or) reacts to the reader escaping them? like all of you have been living together and keeping the reader hostage somewhere and they escape successfully from the bau? ty!! ❤️❤️

I was just watching Criminal minds as I checked my Tumbler-

Here you go- I used she\her pronouns, but I can change them if you would like- Just message me and I'll edit a copy! :)

-I think that the yandere bau wouldn't keep y/n hostage, since they are FBI. Instead I think y/n would work with them. You might think that would put them in danger, but it really wouldn't.

-They would get to spend all their time with y/n, and Hotch would never let them on any dangerous missions. Not to mention they could always stay back, and have Garcia keep an eye on them.

-I feel like y/n would be less of an escape, and more of a plan to go off the grid, and hide away.

So, here we go!

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Escaping was tough. It had taken a lot of time, and planning. Luckily, no one had noticed, since you managed to plan it all in your head. It started with getting a burner phone, so you couldn't be tracked. Then getting a new car, after 'someone' had scratched your car. A nice car, that didn't have a tracker, or GPS.

You sold your house, opting to 'move in' with Garcia.

You even moved all your stuff into Garica's apartment. At this point, you were okay with leaving some things behind.

Then, you went to the store, and took that opportunity to leave.

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Garcia was working with some files on her laptop in her apartment. She barely looked up at the clock and noticed the time. That was weird, you should have been back by now.

Garcia struggled it off, and decided she would give you a few more minutes before calling you if you didn't get back by then. When 15 minutes more had gone by, she called you. Obviously getting no answer.

That's when she started to get worried, and called Morgan. He picked up the phone with a sigh, and made some dumb flirty remark. "Derek, have you seen y/n?" He shook his head, even though he was on the phone with her, "No, I Haven't. Why? Is everything okay?" Garcia checked to see if you had returned home yet. "Y/n left to go to the store, an hour and a half ago. She hasn't come back yet, and she won't answered her phone."

Derek replied calmly, "chill out Garcia, people go to the store, and sometimes it takes a few hours." Garcia interrupted his next sentence, "The store is right beside the apartment, it should have only taken 15 minutes! To walk there and back, maybe 20!"

Derek bit his lip, "You have a point, Don't get to worked up. I'll call Reid."

Derek called Reid who picked up the phone with a curious tone, "hey Morgan, I was just thinking-" Reid tired to explain some smart person theory before Derek cut him off. "Have you seen y/n?"

"Uh, nope, no. Why?" Reid asked shaking his head, and putting down his book.

"is everything okay with y/n?"

Derek sat down worriedly, "We can't find y/n. She won't pick up her phone."

Garcia and Derek got talking again, "do you think they ran away?"

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Lets clarify that they think y/n could never do anything wrong, and needs to be protected. even when they find you, they'll act like you were kidnapped. Even if you tell them you ran away, they won't belive you. Saying "I know your scared, it's okay now>"

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Once they found that no one knew where you went, they quickly dropped whatever case they were working on. A missing FBI agent is priority number one.

I guess you thought you hide well, but they still found you. In a new apartment you bought three towns over. They broke down the door, convinced someone was holding you hostage. Deciding to play along with it would be your best decisions, if you don't want them to be very prohibiting with you.

Hotch, and Derek would have broke into your apartment and searched it for any unsub's, while Reid would quickly rush over to you. Reid would let Garcia know they found you, and that your okay, but it would seem that the person holding you captive had gotten away.

Your best bet would to keep quiet. They'll ask what the unsub looked like, and you would say something basic, like White, male, black hoodie, with brown hair, and brown eyes.

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After they made sure you were safe, they never you leave to go anywhere by yourself. Derek, Reid, or even Hotch would go visit family with you. They would tell everyone that you were kidnapped, and that's why they need to keep an eye on you, because they never caught the guy.

In the end you kinda helped them, keep you 'captive' a bit better. Now they have a reason to hold you in a tighter grasp.

I hope you liked the story, sorry that its so vague. I'm waiting on a Covid-Test and I'm kinda worried.

#Yandere bau #yandere fbi #yandere criminal minds x reader #yandere criminal minds #criminal minds #criminal minds x reader #Penelope Garcia x reader #Derek Morgan x reader #Spencer Reid x Reader #Aaron Hotchner x reader #yandere aaron hotchner #yandere spencer reid #yandere Garcia #Yandere derek morgan

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darkh3llscap3 · 3 years

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Yandere Spencer Reid pre-relationship headcanons

A/n: I got this ideaa and some inspration from @that-yandere-life and you should go read their Spencer Reid yandere headcannons it's so much more better than mine!

Warnings: yandere themes, delusional mindset, mention of stealing items, stalking and kidnapping, toxic relationship and behavior, mention of trauma.

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I feel like Spencer is too strong-minded to become a yandere.

That being said if he did happen to become one he would be delusional and protective to save his own mindset so he thinks what he's doing isn't bad

He has to deal with all these unsubs that do awful stuff he doesn't want to think of himself like that.

So he's going to convince himself that he's good for you to protect himself from the fact that what he's doing isn't rational.

He would say that he's protecting you so he will have nothing to worry about cause it's like he's your bodyguard that happened to steal your underwear every here and now...

He's seen so many uglinesses in the world it makes him afraid he doesn't want you to become one of his cases.

He wouldn't go to kidnapping at first that means you just got yourself a stalker.

He's stealthy he'll wait until he knows everything about you before introducing himself.

But if you have already met him then he's going to 'accidentally' bump into you just to bask in our presence.

He will slither his way into your friend's group slowly sabotaging your relationships with them and everyone else.

When that's finished he will show you the dark side of the world by leaving some crime scene photos or information in plain sight to scare you.

He will make sure you run to him for comfort nothing beats your warm body in his arms as you look for him for stability.

In his head, he thinks it's fine to traumatize you a little especially if it means you will be safe with him.

He's very protective of you if someone hurts you or tried to take you from him he won't hesitate to frame the for something that will get them locked up for a very long time.

He knows all the tricks to get you to fall in love with him and once your with him he won't let you go.

He just loves you too much!

If you end up rejecting him (which isn't something that has a high chance of happening) he wouldn't be able to understand the cause of his delusional mind he will probably think it's someone doing this.

Why won't you love him he's just trying to love and protect you.

Sorry, but if that's your decision then he's gonna end up kidnapping you and sadly he knows how to make you disappear without anyone questioning it.

Taglist:

@1800-fuckbitchesgetmoney

#x reader #yandere #matthew gray gubler #mgg masterlist #mgg #spencer reid x reader #spencer reid #yandere spencer reid #bau #criminal minds #headcannons #delusional yandere #fluff #tw stalking #tw kidnapping #pre relationship #x female reader #x gender neutral reader

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angelyuji · 3 years

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Hi! Could you do a yandere Spencer Reid that has their darling slowly distancing themself from him cuz they spot the red flags? How would Spencer respond to that ? Thank youuuu

tw // stalking, kidnapping, phone tapping, abuse

hiiii thanks for requesting! i haven’t done many cm stuff in awhile so hopefully this will come out like you wanted :)

· ur going to have to be really really subtle about distancing yourself

· otherwise spencer will be able to tell right away

· of course, no matter how subtle, youre going to make a mistake

· “i’ve been trying to call you for the past hour, why didn’t you pick up? i know that youre at home.” you finally picked up spencer’s call after he calls 5 times in a row.

· “i didn’t see it.” you say, tersely.

· “that’s okay, you wanna go see a silent movie at the drive-in?” spencer didn’t seem to take a hint at your coldness. you sigh loudly. normally you liked having a clingy partner, but spencer seems to want to know your every move and he somehow knows your every move. after a while, he started to scare you.

· “…(y/n)?”

· “no, spencer. i don’t want to go to the drive-in.”

· after that, he knew that something was wrong, but he didn’t know what

· spencer believes that there’s nothing wrong with his behavior so obviously its something else in ur life

· so he asks penelope to let him listen in on a phone call with your friend

· “he’s scaring me, (f/n).” he hears your voice. he furrows his eyebrows in worry.

· “he wants to know where i am, who im friends with, what clothes im wearing out. like it’s so fucking creepy. i’ve been trying to get away but he calls me constantly till i pick up. im going insane.” he hears you sob into the phone.

· “(y/n), im so sorry that spencers treating you like this, babe. maybe just outright say it and run?” he hears your friend and spencer freezes.

· “what part of “im fucking scared of him” do you not understand?” you start to say something else but all spencer could hear is your voice and your fear of him.

· spencer is furious and ashamed

· he calls u to his apartment the next day and next thing you know ur fighting

· “ALL I WANT TO DO IS BE A GOOD BOYFRIEND” he screams

· “YOURE FUCKING STALKING ME, SPENCER” youre yell back.

· spencer may be patient, but he can only take so much of your nasty words before he snaps.

· he’ll shove or slap you, something to take you off guard, and trap you in one of the rooms in his apartment

· he’d never have meant for things to get this far

· but he loves you and all he wants is for you to love him back

lmao this is lowkey kinda shit and completely ooc but what yandere hcs aren’t? idk but i hope u enjoyed anyway and thank you for requesting :)

#yandere x reader #yandere #yandere spencer reid #yandere spencer reid x reader #yandere bau #Criminal Minds #stalking #kidnapping #Penelope Garcia #spencer reid #x reader

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