Smut is in bold *- Author’s personal favorites (in order from oldest to most recent)
Many are written in third person omniscient(where the main love interest isn’t named) and thus aren’t technically reader inserts but are worth a read nonetheless!
Midnight*
I hate when I crave and want and desire like girl if you don’t shut the fuck up and stare at the wall
whoever invented cozy in bed was a genius. and whoever invented getting up should be burnt at the stake
Hello friends ❤️ I’m currently trying to get back into my writing flow as it’s been so long and I feel rusty.
I talked with my lovely acquaintance Barns the other day and he reminded me of how important practice is when it comes to creative dreams.
I downloaded the Daily Prompt app(it’s a purple icon) and will be practicing my writing there if you’d like to give it a follow ❤️
You can find my account here:
Just a little Spencer Reid x Fem to get the writing gears going again.
Word Count: 659
Warnings: Smuttiness?
Passion was never his strong suit. Well, at least in love. He had a passion for his job, for learning, for anything that seemed to get his intellect wired up and running. Passion was a word he thought he knew. He had only begun to learn desire.
His phone had been ringing nonstop to the point he had to silence it. It wasn’t like him to send someone to voicemail, but he was on the job and needed his head to be clear. He tried his best to deny the temptation at his fingertips.
“Reid? You good?” Emily asked as she looked at her colleague. He cleared his throat and nodded.
“Yeah, it’s not important.”
“You sure? You can head out if you need to,” she replied, unconvinced by his tone.
“I’m good,” he assured.
Smut is in bold *- Author’s personal favorites (in order from oldest to most recent)
Many are written in third person omniscient(where the main love interest isn’t named) and thus aren’t technically reader inserts but are worth a read nonetheless!
Midnight*
You ever read fanfic so god tier you have to wait for real life to load back in so you spend half the day doing tasks with that dead look in your eye, replaying all your favorite moments?
Hi hello hi my little tumblr family.
I started this blog when I was 19 and I’m so grateful for all the love you all gave me and my fics.
I’m 27 now (about to be 28) and as I look back at my old fanfics all I can think is “wow, I could do so much better than that”
So. Perhaps it’s time to kick off Book of Reid version 2. Re-writes, anyone?
cant believe we live in a reality where getting a silly iced drink can set you back 7 dollars. it's like they want me dead
“I love you without regrets and without reservations, with a great clear impulse that fills me up completely. I love you as I feel myself living, at times, on the summits of the world, and I wait for you with an obstinacy as long as ten lives, a tenderness that will not be exhausted, the great and luminous desire that I have for you, the terrible thirst that I have for your heart. I embrace you, I hold you against me.”
— Albert Camus to Maria Casarès, Correspondance, [July 1], 1949 [#66]
Hey love, I’ve been trying to read your Spencer Reid fics and they all say unavailable. Are they deleted? I have been reading your Reid fics for years! You’re my favorite writer. Book of Reid has my heart
Oh my god, Book of Reid!!! You’re truly an OG reader ❤️ <3
I haven’t deleted them so I’ll check all my links and make sure they’re updated! Things tend to get messed up after changing usernames.
there is no stronger bond between that of a sims 4 girly and her absolute jet engine of a dying laptop fan crying out for the sweet release of death
Dear kids: sometimes, self-care is ridiculously unsexy. It's cleaning your filthy bathroom after weeks of ignoring it. It's washing your bedsheets and vacuuming your floors. It's forcing yourself to take a shower and brush your teeth. When that temporary motivation strikes, RIDE THAT WAVE as far as you possibly can. It's the kindest thing you can do for yourself sometimes.
ryan ross you have the oppurtunity to be the funniest motherfucker on the planet right now.
oh btw just in case nobody ever told you. just because your life looks different than you thought it would doesn't mean that your life is bad or wrong or disappointing or less than. sometimes things aren't good or bad. sometimes they're just different
