Here's a collection of one shots centering around everyone's favorite genius.

pretty self explanatory. smutty, fluffy, ridiculous, and most things in between. also pretty dead. just gonna be real with y'all, don't expect updates. and REQUESTS ARE CLOSED!!!

"You know, caffeine is still an addiction, Dr. Reid." "If you're basing that on the quantity of coffee I consume, then you have an addiction to pasta, Dr. Hawthe." ~~~~~~ "Have you seen the way he looks at her? I've never seen him gaze at someone like that." "What, like he's about to jump her? Rossi, I've never even seen him look at a woman in general without getting red in the face." Emily shook her head. "Morgan, give him some credit; no one has ever paid as much attention to him as Natalia does." "Its true." Rossi chuckled. "Still, in all the years I've known her, I've never seen her ready to pounce someone like that either." ~~~~~ "Spencer?" Spencer's breath caught in his throat, every muscle in his upper body tensing in an attempt to stop himself from throwing her against the nearest wall. "Yeah..?" Natalia's heterochromatic eyes raked over him, and she let out a breathe. "We both know exactly what we want...why do you keep running from me?" The man nearly whined. He barely contained himself as it was; he couldn't breathe, couldn't think around her. "Because girls like you don't fall for guys like me." "...Says who?" -*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*- # 1 in criminalminds 3/26/2020 # 1 in fbi 4/16/2020 # 1 in reid 4/16/2020 # 1 in spencerreid 4/16/2020 -*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*- DISCONTINUED DUE TO THE AUTHOR GETTING TIRED OF SEEING CRISTISM AND NEGATIVITY IN THE COMMENTS SECTION. NO LONGER PASSIONATE ENOUGH TO UPDATE BECAUSE EVEN WHEN SHE DOES, SHE CANNOT MAGICALLY PLEASE EVERYONE. PLEASE ENJOY WHAT IS HERE IF YOU LIKE IT, I REALLY DID APPRECIATE EVERYONE WHO DID ENJOY IT AND IT WAS MADE FOR FOLKS LIKE YOU. HOWEVER, IF YOU DONT LIKE SOMETHING UNDERSTAND THAT IT IS NOT A PROFESSIONAL WORK NOR IS IT YOUR FIC AND THUS ITS LITERALLY JUST NOT MEANT FOR YOU. TAKE YOUR NEGATIVITY AND MOVE ON TO A DIFFERENT FIC.

Acting on impulse, you show up at your boss, Aaron Hotchner's, doorstep in the middle of the night. The resulting night of passion kickstarts a timeline of events you never could've imagined. Crazy how one night could cause so much pain and pleasure.

You're an FBI agent working for the BAU. After an encounter in New York, you begin to catch feelings for your boss Aaron Hotchner. However, as the story progresses, you also find yourself feeling things for your best friend, Spencer Reid.... *THERE WILL BE SMUT IN THIS BOOK* (This is my first ever fic so I apologise for the writing or if I forget to add a warning etc. I barely know how to use this app💀)