Twisted 19 - Chasing Silhouettes [Spencer Reid X Reader]

Twisted 19 - Chasing Silhouettes [Spencer Reid x Reader]

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Warnings: Murder, serial killers, violence, manipulation, mentions of sex, drinking, smoking, blood.

Word Count: 3800

Summary: Truce can be inevitable. 

It was safe to say that you were officially off your rocker after the break up. Stress? Check. No sleep? Check. Getting drunk mid-day? Check.

Looking a serial killer in the eye and threatening him?

Also check.

The constant anger was gone though. That blinding fury was gone, the fear was gone, the only thing you felt was numbness. It was as if you were watching everything happening around you from behind a glass, it was there but you couldn’t touch it or feel it.

With one exception; you missed Spencer each and every minute of the day, so you at least knew there was something left inside of you that wasn’t broken. But after what had happened, it wasn’t like you could call him. You had already left him multiple voice messages whenever you got too drunk anyway, and you were sure he had deleted them without even listening.

Not that you could blame him. He had already told you he wished he had never met you, and there was nothing you could do to change that.

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Twisted 8 - Fixing Mistakes [Spencer Reid x Reader]

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Warnings: Murder, serial killers, violence, manipulation, mentions of sex, smoking, drinking.

Summary: Forgiveness requires effort.

Driving to BAU headquarters was even more nerve-wrecking than usual, seeing that you and Spencer were still not on best terms. Naturally, you had no time to talk to one another after the murder in the ballroom, but that uncomfortable feeling in your stomach didn’t seem to disappear no matter how much you tried to ignore it.

So when BAU called you to their office once again, you couldn’t help but feel excited even though you knew you weren’t supposed to.

The ring of your phone snapped you out of your thoughts and you touched the screen.

“Hi mom.”

“Are you meeting that handsome agent?” her voice filled the car and you heaved a sigh.

“I’m going there to look at the crime scene photos, not to have a romantic date.”

“Well it could still be a romantic date,” she said, “Perhaps you two could…you know. Spend some time together after you’re done there.”

“He’s working.”

“So what?”

You scoffed a laugh, “Mom, I know you’re not very familiar with this whole working thing, but people can’t just leave work whenever they want.”

“Don’t people call in sick sometimes?”

“Don’t- don’t people call in sick while they’re at work?” you repeated, “Not exactly. Besides, I told you, things are weird between us.”

“It didn’t look like things were weird between you two back at the charity ball.”

You pulled your brows together, “Uh- someone died at the said charity ball.”

“I know, a huge tragedy and we will all miss Tracy,” she said “May she rest in peace, but life goes on.”

You shook your head slightly as you pulled over, “I’ll call you when I leave there, okay?”

“Have fun!”

“Have fun at the FBI?” you asked but she had already hung up. You bit on your lip, taking a minute to pull yourself together and calm yourself down before you grabbed the boxes from the backseat and left your car.

By the time the elevator reached the BAU floor, you were not calm at all, instead, you were getting more nervous by the minute.

What if he didn’t even want to talk to you?

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Twisted 22 - Red Right Hand [Spencer Reid x Reader]

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Warnings: Murder, serial killers, violence, manipulation, mentions of sex, drinking, smoking, blood, nightmares.

Word Count: 4000

Summary: Anyone can be a suspect.

When you woke up, the first thing you realized before even opening your eyes was that you weren’t in your bed.

Your bed was softer than this, the sheets were silk and the pillows were fluffier-

Spencer.

You were sleeping in Spencer’s bed, and in all honesty, both he and you were terrible at this break up thing.

You rubbed your eyes and sat up in bed, trying pull yourself together and get rid of the haze of the sleep. Judging by the state of the bed, it was very obvious that Spencer hadn’t slept there and the clattering of plates coming from the kitchen let you know that he was already awake. You yawned, stretching out and kicked off the covers before you quickly made the bed and stepped back to see if it looked good.

Well, it looked acceptable at least.

You shrugged to yourself and stepped out of the room to approach where the noises were coming from, then leaned sideways on the door frame, a smile warming your face when Spencer turned his head to look at you.

“Morning.”

“Hi there,” you said, your voice still raspy because of sleep, “What are you making?”

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Twisted 18 - Invincible [Spencer Reid x Reader]

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Warnings: Murder, serial killers, violence, manipulation, mentions of sex, drinking, smoking.

Word Count: 7200

Summary: Everyone has red lines that should not be crossed.

Break ups were hard, and they were always messy and heartbreaking, but no other break up before Spencer had ever messed you up this bad.

You couldn’t focus. You couldn’t eat. You surely couldn’t sleep and nightmares were even worse than before. Every time you closed your eyes, you were standing in a pool of blood, in front of dead bodies of everyone you loved and each and every night you woke up screaming.

Days weren’t any better. Exhaustion and lack of sleep was catching up with you, and even you could tell how worrisome you looked. You were running on coffee and cigarettes, everything you did was mechanical from the time you woke up until the time you went to bed only to wake up in an hour or so. Even your concealer couldn’t hide the dark shadows under your eyes and there was no trace of any light in your eyes, not anymore at least.

You looked like a walking corpse.

You had no idea how Spencer was, but you hoped he was handling it better than you were. Even if you broke his heart beyond repair, you knew that would keep him alive.

Him being angry at you alive was better than him loving you dead.

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Twisted 12 - The Dark Side [Spencer Reid x Reader]

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Warnings: Murder, serial killers, violence, manipulation, mentions of sex, smoking.

Word Count: 3550

Summary: Surprises can be good or bad. 

Your car ride to your mother’s place took shorter than you thought it would, but you weren’t complaining. The sooner you were done, the sooner you would be able to meet Spencer for lunch, if he was available.

Just the thought of seeing him was more than enough to make your heart skip a beat and put a smile on your face as you left the car and walked to the house to ring the bell. The maid let you in as always, and you hummed a song to yourself, already impatient.

“Hey,” your sister waved at you from the couch when you stepped into the living room, “You’re early.”

You pulled your brows together, “So are you.”

“I dropped Lily off to school this morning,” she shrugged your shoulders, “Figured it would make more sense to drive straight here.”

“Where’s mom?”

“Upstairs, getting ready,” she said, “You look very chipper.”

“It’s a beautiful morning.”

She tilted her head, “So… Dr. Reid then?”

“Hm?”

“You woke me up at 5 o’clock in the morning, screaming about him kissing you and I barely heard from you for the following days,” she reminded you and you shot her a look.

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Twisted [Spencer Reid x Reader]

A.N.: So, here we go! 😁 Thank you so much for your wonderful support and lovely messages during my break my loves, they mean so much to me and ily! ❤ On my break, I binged a lot of shows, and Criminal Minds and Prodigal Son were two of them, but if you haven’t watched them don’t worry because it will not be following a specific canon plot😁❤Please let me know what you think and enjoy!❤

Warnings: Murder, drug use, serial killers, violence, manipulation

Summary: No one can choose their family.

If it were another time, you could’ve at least attempted to convince yourself how everyone had problematic childhoods. Focusing on something else usually worked, per the advices of countless psychiatrists your mother had forced you to go after the-

Incident.

Just the thought of it was more than enough to make your blood freeze in your veins, but you were soon snapped out of your thoughts when your phone started ringing. You checked the caller I.D, and heaved a sigh before you touched the screen.

“Hello?”

“Please tell me you’re not going there.” Your mother’s voice filled the car and you pressed your lips together.

“Hi mom.”

“Every time you go there and visit that man in that wretched prison cell of his, he manages to get into your head!”

“That’s not what’s going to happen,” you said, keeping your eyes on the road, “You have no reason to worry.”

“I have every reason to worry!” she snapped, “We promised that we wouldn’t let him worm his way into our lives.”

“Yeah well, FBI begs to differ,” you forced yourself to say, “You’ve seen the news—“

“I don’t want to hear this,” she cut you off, then heaved a sigh, “It’s terrible enough to hear it once, let alone twice.”

You never really had the luxury of ignoring all the terrible things on the news, especially after what had happened. Ever since you were a child, the nightmares wouldn’t leave you alone, and you weren’t as good as your mother at ignoring what was happening while you were awake.

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