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lilliejareau · 3 days
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emily: how do i become a farmer? like do i apply somewhere or do i just start digging?
derek: girl what??
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amybaulover · 6 months
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Hotch: Why is Emily curled up in a ball on the floor sobbing?
Reid: She’s drunk.
Hotch: And?
Derek: And she heard that JJ is married.
Hotch: ...
Hotch: We’re literally at their wedding reception right now.
Penelope, sighing: We know.
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[at emily's funeral] rossi: i need a moment alone with her bau: of course rossi, leaning over the coffin: ok listen up you little shit i know you're not really dead emily: yeah no shit
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veryberryjelly · 8 months
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halloween celebrations with spencer reid <3
its september, i can officially post fall/ halloween content
𝐧𝐚𝐯𝐢𝐠𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧
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emily12o1970 · 3 months
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"I watch Criminal Minds for the Plot"
the plot:
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bunbunbl0gs · 5 days
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spencer aesthetic
masterlist
criminal minds masterlist
Tag list : @astess @cham9ions
@rosieandthethorns
@watercolorskyy
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smokingcottonclouds · 4 months
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One where the reader basically shakes ass on Spencer in the club and everyone is shook that Spencer is handling it so well enjoying himself😩
Ooo yes🙈
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𝐒𝐨 𝐀𝐧𝐱𝐢𝐨𝐮𝐬
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𝐂𝐰. 𝐆𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠, 𝐭𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐠?, 𝐒𝐩𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞𝐫 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐢𝐧 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐞𝐚𝐫, 𝐈 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐤 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭𝐬 𝐢𝐭
(𝐃𝐢𝐝𝐧𝐭 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐨𝐟 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐛𝐚𝐛𝐥𝐲 𝐰𝐨𝐧𝐭 𝐛𝐞𝐜𝐚𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐢𝐦 𝐬𝐢𝐜𝐤 𝐫𝐧☆)
Summary- Spencer and Y/n lose themselves in the music, and forget they are in a public place.
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To say they were surprised was an understatement,
Your friends had watched you try and drag Spencer onto the dance floor of the bar as ‘So anxious’ started to blast through the bar's speakers “Come on Spence! Just this once” Y/n whines her chest pressed into the side of his arm as she clings to his body “Please we all know pretty boy ain't going out there” Morgan chuckled looking over at JJ who was giggling behind her glass as she drunk from it
“Please, Spence..” Y/n whined looking up at Spencer with those eyes that he couldn't say no to “Fine” Spencer grumbled as he heard you giggle, Y/n smiled and grabbed Spencer by his hand dragging him to the dance floor “Don't hurt the boy!” I hear Garcia shout and her muffled giggles as we walk farther away from them,
we shuffle through the crowd and settle on a spot in the middle of dancing people, I throw my hands over his shoulder as the song starts to play “Come on baby loosen up” Y/n sighs as she looks up at Spencer's flushed face, Spencer slowly nods his head and places his hand on her waist gripping it tightly as she begins to sway, Y/n turns her body around and places her hands on his neck again her back pressed against his chest as she sways, you slightly bend down and place a hand on your knee stabilizing yourself as you grind into his crotch losing yourselves in the music,
Spencer, on the other hand, couldn't seem to catch his breath, no matter how many times y'all have done this together you still never fail to leave Spencer speechless, his hands stay placed on the side of your hips as he looks down to where you are gridding against his crotch with scrunched-up eyebrows as he focuses on your movement trying his best to keep up, your other arm still draped around the back of his neck your hand slightly tugging his hair as you both melt into each other moving your body in sync
Y/n slowly moves her hand off the back of Spencer's neck and trails it down her body to rest on her other knee slowly moving her hips in a circle as her ass grinds into Spencer's crotch, “Fuck..” Spencer mumbled under his breath as he looked down at where you two met, he moved one hand off your waist and placed it on your back as you grind onto him, his other hand gripping your waist, he completely forgot everyone else was around as you move loosing himself in how you feel pressed against him
JJ, Derek, and Garcia watch as you guys move in sync completely thrown off as they watch Spencer move with you and look like he knows what his doing, “Holy shit…” Derek whispers as he watches you both move so seductively with his mouth slightly open in disbelief,
Y/n smirks as she feels something poking her ass knowing exactly what it was she hears Spencer's heavy breathing in her ear, and she lets out a giggle as she looks over at the booth looking at her friend's shocked faces
“Y/n..” Spencer whines in her ear his heavy breathing tickling her neck, Y/n smirks as she sits up straight grabbing Spencer's hand and dragging him to the club bathroom, locking the door behind them.
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𝐌𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 (𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐨𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐚𝐬𝐤^‿^)
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portsinastorm · 6 months
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Penelope: Welcome to the BAU's first-ever Powerpoint party! I love that we're doing this!!! Before we start, let's go around the table and tell each other what our topics are. Me first! My Powerpoint is "Flirting and Botnets, or How I Accidentally Caught Not One But Two Serial Killers".
Derek: Nice, babygirl. Mine's "Tinder and Talking to the Police: How to Create A Profile That Works".
*The group snorts*
Rossi: I can't believe I'm doing this, but fine. I'm doing "How Not To Burn Your Pasta And Disrespect My Ancestors, Emily".
Emily: I thought it'd be "Four Weddings and a Funeral: The Life of David Rossi".
Rossi: I told you that as a backup.
Emily: Or "No Homo: The Real Backstory of the BAU".
Rossi: *hisses* I told you that in confidence!
Hotch: *sighs* What's yours, Emily?
Emily: Oh, that's easy. Emily in Paris.
Penelope, JJ, and Spencer: Too soon! Too soon!
Hotch: *closes his eyes briefly* Someone please go next.
Spencer: Well, I had a hard time narrowing my presentation down to a single topic because there are a number of topics that I thought the team may find interesting. I thought about pop culture influence on serial killers, the potential long-term effects of Mr. Scratch's cocktails (though I have to admit there's a bit of a personal bias there), the correlation between the crimes committed in hotter weather and colder weather and climate change--
Hotch: Reid? A topic?
Spencer: Right. Mine's Evil Twin or Eviler Twin: Unsub Sibling Rivalry
Emily: All that for--
*JJ shakes her head*
Hotch: JJ?
JJ: Great! I'm doing "Got A Secret, I Can Keep It: How to Keep People Guessing".
Penelope and Reid: Again, too soon.
Emily: What's yours, Hotch?
Hotch: The Definitive Ranking of Broadway Musicals.
Emily: Anderson?
Anderson: How to Survive the BAU Without Being Kidnapped, Assaulted, or Pursued By A Serial Killer.
Rossi: This team needs therapy.
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esther-likes-evermore · 7 months
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Hotch: We need to give the unsub something he wants ...
Emily staring down at her boobs: Girls, it's time for work.
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reidsaurora · 7 months
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Prentiss, on the phone: Hey, Hotch, can I borrow $5000?
Hotch: Why do you need $5000?
Prentiss: For an escape room.
Hotch: What kind of escape room costs $5000?!?!
Prentiss:
Prentiss: Jail.
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emilyprentissluvr · 2 months
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Emily: Well, well, well, if it isn't the feelings I've been trying to avoid.
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lilliejareau · 2 days
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derek: yo reid, remember when JJ and will made out and prentiss just stood there and stared at them the whole damn time?
spencer, smirking: i remember.
emily: i was happy for them.
derek: girl, you looked at them like they hanged your cat or something
emily: yeah, no, we’re done here. *walks away*
rossi: see, derek? this is what happens when you remind people of their trauma. let her not-move-on in peace.
emily: i heard that!
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amybaulover · 3 months
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Emily: Being gay isn't a choice.
Emily, holding JJ's hand like a trophy: It's a game and I'm winning.
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victim: what does ssa stand for?
morgan: super sexy agent
reid: somewhat superior academically
jj: sanity slowly abating
emily: secret service assasin
hotch: please stop
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veryberryjelly · 3 months
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coping mechanisms
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spencer reid x fem!reader ( platonic or romantic x )
prompt : one leaning their head onto the other's shoulder suddenly and they just freeze
𝐍𝐀𝐕𝐈𝐆𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍
i made a playlist specifically for this concept which you should definitely check out -> here <-
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the jet was quiet aside from the peaceful rumbling of the plane's engine lulling everyone to sleep.
emily and derek were both fast asleep propped up in the chairs in the centre of the plane.
jj was sat next to the brunette skimming over case files while hotch and rossi were having a quiet discussion at the other end of the plane.
which left you and spencer sat next to eachother, with an earphone in each of your ears while some music played through them.
after cases the plane tended to get quiet and you could never stand it, so very early on in your bau career, you had made a playlist specifically for the plane ride back to virginia.
nothing too loud or happy as you weren't always in the best mood, everything soft and calming and just comforting.
after a particularly rough case a few years ago, everyone on the jet had been on edge and just quite melancholy since you left the police station.
and sat across from you, spencer looked the most out of it.
he's features looked sunken from the days without sleep poured over this case, yet his eyes were wide open. unable to fall asleep.
while he usually read on the plane, his book was discarded next to him on the couch.
you couldnt look at it anymore.
so you pushed yourself up from your place on the opposite couch and sat yourself next to him.
you offered him an earbud silently, not wanting to disturb anyone else on the plane.
when he hesitated, you explained.
" sitting here reliving it isn't going to help anything. it helps stop my mind wandering if i'm listening to something. " you said quietly, your other earbud still in your hand for him to take.
" thanks " was the soft response from him as he took it and settled it in his ear.
I can't forget that night, You said I looked like Suzi Quatro
In the morning light, faded to oblivion.
And I said, "That's alright, at least we feel alive"
At least we feel alive
There's nothing you can do
I know that I want this
No one likes to lose
Know that I got this.
the sultry tones of suki waterhouse banished almost all the thoughts of the last few days from his mind and instead he was focused on the sounds flowing through your earbud.
since then, it had become almost a tradition on the jet home.
one earbud each and a couch shared between you.
sometimes the two of you would talk while it played, other times you'd both be reading or even filling out paperwork.
but always on the plane home, you would listen to music together.
to the point where you would always just gravitate towards eachother on the jet as everyone made their way in. and everyone knew, not to block any way for the two of you to sit together.
everyone had their coping mechanisms for after cases, and they couldnt deny either of you yours.
especially considering it was such a healthy one.
this case had been a rough one though. you hadn't been able to save the unsub or his last victim and being right infront of him when he died just made it a lot more real.
his blood stained your shirt, and your skin.
it was spencer who helped you wash it off when you were a bit too dazed to move.
you sat closer than usual on the jet, the outside of your legs pressed against each others as the jet flew over a state you couldn't pinpoint.
after not sleeping for three days, you couldn't physically keep your eyes open. your eyes fell shut as the sound of the cranberries flooded your ear.
your head dropped onto the nearest surface, which happened to be spencer's shoulder to your left.
while you could feel your mind slipping off into unconsciousness, you felt the surface you had rested your head on almost flinch.
you lifted your head up, prying your eyes open as you realised what you had done.
" sorry, i haven't slept the last couple days. didn't mean to use you as a pillow " you apologised, lifting your hand to wipe under your eyes, attempting to wake yourself up a bit so it didn't happen again.
" no no, it's okay. just startled me " he replied. while his tone was still quiet, his voice was quiet.
" you're not usually so jumpy " you observed.
" didnt sleep too well either. " he admitted
" why don't you get some sleep ? it's gonna be a while until we get back to quantico "
he pondered it for a few minutes before ultimately shaking his head and muttering a quiet ' i'm good '
you knew why he didnt want to sleep. it was the same reason you didnt sleep after a particularly tough case for spencer.
to make sure he was okay. protect him.
" you can sleep, spence. i'm fine " you punctuated your point by dropping your hand down onto his thigh in a light pat.
" i will if you will "
with that promise, you settled your head down against his shoulder again, his head taking moments to rest ontop of yours.
the comforting words of delores o'riordan comforting the two of you as you drifted off into a comfortable and safe slumber.
You know I'm such a fool for you
You got me wrapped around your finger
Do you have to let it linger?
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emily12o1970 · 3 months
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JJ: Emily how come none of this gets to you?
Emily *what tf does she expect me to say: I don't know what you mean
JJ: You came of of a desk job, now your in the fieild surrounded by mutilated bodies and you don't even flinch
Hotch, Ominously, behind her: She's right you don't even blink
Emily, *I still don't know what to say, ohh yeah I never had a desk job, I worked internationally to hunt terrorists and I have probably save your lives countless times without you guys know, except I can't tell you that cause its classified. : I guess I compartmentalise better than most
Criminal Minds : Relavaltions 2x15
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