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William Reid dies on a Thursday.
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Grief is a funny thing; sometimes you feel it, go through it, and learn to live with something like a bullet hole in your heart—sometimes you’re Spencer Reid, a twenty-four year old profiler, and you refuse to let yourself feel it because what the fuck is a father, anyway?
Cue the team being worried.
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23 Oct 2025
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Meanwhile, Spencer wakes up in an objectively perfect body - one some might describe as a 'pure god of sculpted chocolate thunder'. But between the knowledge that the gorgeous and ideal man is going to know all of his shameful secrets, and what he sees when he accidentally loosens Morgan's watch, leaves him unsure how to explain why one person's pain is justifiable and the other's is weakness.
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- Part 2 of Bodyswapping Angstiness
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21 Oct 2025
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Set sometime during season one.
Reid wrapped his fingers around the pool cue and stared hard at the table. He drew lines with his eyes from the cue ball to the others and from there to the pocket, letting his mind slip into the pure math that was the true base of pool. He could sink the 6 and the 5 in one shot. He knew the angle, knew how much spin he had to give both balls, knew how much force to exert down to the third decimal.
“Hey, pretty boy,” Morgan called from across the table, leaning on his pool cue and smirking. Reid glared at him - he was distracting and Reid didn’t want to have to do the math over. “They’re not gonna sink themselves.”
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13 Oct 2025
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He can hear voices outside, and a sound that bears a striking resemblance to Morgan’s laughter. Forty four percent of incarcerated people have some kind of mental illness. It’s not surprising his mind is resorting to something that sounds comforting from before, he’s probably suffering some kind of break right now, in the after. Still, the memory of the sound curls itself under the throbbing of his traitorous heart trying to escape the confines of his ribcage. Perhaps there was something to be said about how the memory of Morgan’s laughter could still do this to him after all this time. Then again, this too, should be familiar. He’s always been powerless in the face of that thousand watt smile, more so when it was directed at him – toothy, and blinding.
or, Derek makes breakfast for Spencer and his mother. Somewhere in between sharing meals and showing up, they find their way back to each other.
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18 Sep 2025
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Spencer has been having the dreams almost as long as he can remember.
They started out vaguely, simply bloody and strange, images of people he loved being hurt. After he joined the BAU, they became more specific. His subconscious woke in images of the cases he had worked, the bodies he’d seen. There were months at a time when he hardly slept, trying to stave off the images of death. It never worked.
He knows that most people in his line of work have nightmares, but it's not the same. Anyone would imagine their family being hurt. Anyone would be afraid of failing to protect them.
In Spencer’s dreams, he is always the one holding the knife.
(In which Reid and Morgan figure things out, eventually, it just takes a while)
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26 Aug 2025