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aaronwhorechner · 3 days

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sir. sir...

#sir!#cm rewatch

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aaronwhorechner · 15 days

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Thank you to everyone who continues to support the Criminal Minds gif creators, and for continuing to support this blog! We look forward to creating more things for you in the future, and watching this community grow! 💙

#*mine

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aaronwhorechner · 18 days

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Jennifer Jareau + Emily Prentiss Criminal Minds 12.03 – "Taboo"

#*mine #jemily

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aaronwhorechner · 20 days

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Penelope Garcia & Spencer Reid Criminal Minds –8.15 "Broken"

#*mine #penelope garcia #spencer reid

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aaronwhorechner · 25 days

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hello to the few new people who are now following my stupid ass 👋

just throwin out a friendly reminder that this is my side blog so i can't follow anyone back from this account. this is also the place where i scream about cm and post gifs that i dont want to spam my main with.

feel free to be friends with me over at @emilylprentiss where i'm slightly more sane about criminal minds

#howdy partners

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aaronwhorechner · 28 days

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i miss jason gideon so much, man. my dude would say something, stop half way and just wander off. wouldnt say a thing about what he's doing or where he's going. the whole rest of the squad would follow him like confused little ducklings going "what is it, lassie? is timmy in the well again???"

or the gang would be talking to local police and hotch would look over and gideon's just balls to the wall running for whatever reason. just running off like an old man escaping the retirement home, buck ass naked and free

#glad this is going around again

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aaronwhorechner · 28 days

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In regards to Morgan, he’s always been the sceptic/trust issues/Devil’s advocate guy of the team. I just finished ‘The Crossing’ and he spends the whole case questioning why they are taking the case. He says Hotch would never take the case despite the fact that Hotch has in fact taken on cases before because JJ believes in them. Then I was reminded by how he was when Penelope was going to see the guy on death row in a later season. Yeah, I adore Derek Morgan, but sometimes he’s a tool.

Yeah so honestly I think the writers lean on this as a plot device / easy tension a little bit too hard sometimes, and in The Crossing they push it a little bit past where it's plausible imo. Like, he hangs onto the idea that these are unrelated events for waayyy too long for any reasonable person, to the point where it's past character flaw and into the realm of writing flaw. (Also, they do equivocal death investigations, so even if there's a good chance they were suicides, it's still a perfectly reasonable case for the team. It's just weird.)

And I do love him, as a character.

But I'm first and foremost an Emily Prentiss loyal, and I honestly find "she slept with a terrorist for a profile" totally in character given what comes before and after, and pretty unforgivable. It's misogynistic. It's 'I can't imagine doing that' from someone who would never be in that position. It's 'using your body for your job is fine unless the part you're using is your vagina'. It's just... gross. In my opinion.

And there's a big difference for me between taking a lot to come around to someone new or to take an unusual case or whatever, and immediately going "right now I can't say I ever even knew her" on one of your closest friends.

The fact that he thinks that thought about her and says it out loud makes it feel extremely gross to me that she then spends so much energy in S7 ignoring her own trauma to try and win back his trust.

#THE LAST PART!! i mean all of it BUT THE LAST PART!!!!#reblog

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aaronwhorechner · 28 days

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this shot will always heebie my jeebies, man

#as a horror lover this is one of my fave eps #cm rewatch #cm 8x13 #horror #blood tw

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aaronwhorechner · 29 days

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i am once again begging fic writers to stop stealing peoples gifs to promo their work........................................

#my block list is about to get so much bigger and i dont WANT IT TO!!!!!!#criminal minds #**

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aaronwhorechner · 30 days

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rossi: try s&m suppliers, we're looking for a stretching rack garcia: spanking the keys as we speak. don't worry, they like it.

lmao i love her your honor

#cm rewatch #cm 8x10

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aaronwhorechner · 1 month

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my heart's marked with your name

Pairing: hotchniss

Words: 1.5k

Desc: Emily and Aaron attend one of Elizabeth's galas, and Emily realizes she doesn't need her mother's love and approval in order to be happy.

Her mother hosted galas quite often, mostly for no reason. She just wanted to show her friends and guests how wealthy and perfect she was because she was the ambassador. Emily remembered her days being thrown into the spotlight as young as ten years old, always dolled up in pretty dresses and forced to smile at whoever graced her with their attention.

Now it's twenty-five years later and nothing has changed. She's still adorned in a pretty dress the color of blood, though with no ruffles, unlike the dresses she wore as a child. And she's still forced to smile as if she's on camera, pearly-whites on full display.

Except this time she has someone with her, someone who makes having to deal with her mother a bit more bearable. She glances up at Aaron through her lashes, biting her lip to hold back a lovesick smile. She's so in love with this man it's actually ridiculous. As cliche as it is, her heart feels like it's about to burst whenever she looks at him.

He's clad in a suit and tie; nothing new about that. He looks devastatingly handsome as always, and Emily catches so many stares from hungry women who look like they want to eat him up. Jealousy stirs in her gut, but luckily Aaron isn't paying the strangers the least bit of attention.

Not that she'd expect him to. Ever since they got together he's had eyes only for her, every other woman be damned.

"These heels are hurting my feet," she complains in a whisper, her breath tickling his ear.

He smirks that devilish smirk of his. "Want to trade shoes, sweetheart?"

She snorts, knowing it goes beyond unladylike but not able to bring herself to care, even though her mother is just a few feet away. As tempting as it is to trade shoes with him, there's no way she'd make him go through the whole evening wearing her six-inch heels. He'd do so if she asked, though, which makes her love him even more.

"No, it's okay," she smiles lovingly up at him. Even in six-inch heels, he still manages to be taller. "I'll just smile through the pain."

"It'll be over before you know it," he promises, planting a kiss on her temple.

"Emily!" Her mother's voice of excitement is entirely fake, and Emily winces as she's pulled into a hug that's solely for the eyes around them. If they were alone, she wouldn't nearly act this nice. "Oh darling, how I've missed you!"

Emily returns the hug with as much fake-enthusiasm she can muster, meeting Aaron's eyes over her mother's shoulder. He offers her a reassuring smile and she swallows down a sigh.

When her mother finally pulls away, she assesses her with those judgemental eyes of hers. Emily can tell it's killing her not to say anything criticizing. She watches her mother bite her tongue, keeping up the fakest of smiles.

"You look lovely, darling," she says eventually, not even trying to sound genuine. Her eyes land on Aaron, who's been silent during their whole exchange. "And you must be Aaron. My daughter has told me absolutely nothing about you."

Even though they have been dating for six months now, her mother hasn't met Aaron. Until now, that is. Emily was worried her mother would drive him away with her offhanded remarks and dirty looks, but Aaron had assured her that such a thing was impossible. He is in it for the long haul, he'd said. She believes him.

Aaron, being the utmost gentleman he is, extends his hand for Elizabeth to shake, keeping his polite smile present on his lips. "It's nice to meet you, Ms. Prentiss."

Emily's eyes narrow at her mother, daring her to comment on Aaron, although she can't understand how someone would be able to find a flaw in him. He's the most perfect man she's ever met.

"Likewise, Aaron," her mother nods, shaking his hand. "I'm glad my daughter has finally decided to settle down. I had tried to set her up with many suitable men, but she'd refused. Now I suppose I know why."

Aaron just smiles courteously. Emily spots a flash of irrita tion in his eyes, but it disappears before her mother spots it as well.

"Well, I'll let you two mingle," Elizabeth says, planting a stiff kiss on Emily's cheek. "Enjoy yourselves."

As she strolls off to catch up with her exuberant friends, Emily sighs. She feels Aaron interlock their fingers and she looks up at him through thick lashes, managing a small smile despite the hollow feeling growing inside of her chest.

"We can leave if you want to," he murmurs softly.

She shakes her head. She'd love more than anything to walk out of her mother's manor right now, but it would just cause issues that she doesn't have the energy to try to resolve. "No, I'm fine. I'm just gonna go get a drink; God knows I need one."

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Quickly, one drink turns into three, and it's a revelation that Emily is definitely not proud of. But when your mother constantly comes around to berate you under her breath about both your weight and your job, three drinks hardly seems like enough.

Comments like "oh darling you really should go on a diet, you're looking a little plump" and "are you still a cop? I could get you a much better job" ring in her ears no matter how hard she tries to drown them out. To others who don't know her mother very well, it would seem like she's just trying to be a nurturing mother, but Emily isn't new to this. It's jab after jab, a punch to the gut over and over again. The bruise never heals, she just learns to ignore the sting.

She downs another glass of wine and catches the sideways look from Aaron. She can tell he wants to say something but can't bring himself to. He's been a supportive boyfriend all night, reassuring her that if she wants to go home they can, yet she stays fueling the fire. She has no idea what she expects to accomplish from staying at the gala. Maybe she thinks that at some point, her mother will miraculously change into a better person. But that's simply a fantasy.

Deep down, she just wants her mother to love her. She wants to be cherished and told how special she is. Aaron does exactly that, and she adores it, but she wants that kind of love from her mother, the one person who's supposed to love her unconditionally.

As she stares at her mother chatting with her friends across the room, the painful realization that it's never going to happen slowly sinks in.

"I wanna go home now," she slurs, her body swaying from the alcohol.

Aaron steadies her, allowing her to rest against him. "Okay, sweetheart. We can go home."

He doesn't ask her if she wants to say goodbye to her mother before they leave; he knows the answer just by looking at her.

On the drive home, they don't exchange many words. They just sit in silence. She knows Aaron understands, because he always understands her, but guilt eats away at her anyway.

"I'm sorry," she mumbles as he guides her into the house, making her hold onto him so she doesn't stumble and fall.

He flicks on the light and looks down at her. "For what?"

"For tonight," she sighs. He helps her up the stairs and gently undresses her until she's standing in her undergarments. As he slips one of his t-shirts over her head, she continues. "I guess I jus' thought it would be different. That she would...I dunno, treat me like her daughter for once."

Aaron frowns, a strong dislike for Elizabeth stirring in his gut. He's never met the woman before tonight, but everything Emily has told him about her has been true. She isn't anything like the mother she deserves. It makes his heart ache to see her so distraught, drunk out of her mind to numb the pain she feels.

"You have nothing to apologize for, sweetheart," he soothes, bringing her into his arms and kissing the top of her head. "None of this is your fault. Your mother doesn't see what's right in front of her: a beautiful, strong, independent woman. She doesn't deserve you."

Emily smiles against his chest. She breathes in the scent of him and sighs. "I'm so lucky to have you."

He chuckles, stroking her hair with nimble fingers. "I think I'm the lucky one, Em." She raises her head to look up at him, and he kisses her forehead.

"I love you," he tells her once they're finally settled beneath the covers, snuggled up to one another. His hand falls on one of her legs that's thrown over him, and it slowly travels up to her thigh. "So much. You're perfect; I don't care what your mother thinks, and you shouldn't either."

She beams at him, her chest blooming with warmth. "I love you, too."

And as they fall asleep together, limbs tangled and hearts in sync, every snide remark and disappointed look from Elizabeth fades away.

#reblog #fic rec #*drop kicks elizabeth prentiss in the knee* get wrecked

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aaronwhorechner · 1 month

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okay, i created a criminal minds fanfiction writing server if anyone wants to join! i really wasnt expecting that many people to interact with the poll so quickly 😂 (i also didnt know there was already one floating around out there)

ALL fans of criminal minds can join, whether you're a writer or just a reader. i figured it'd be nice for everyone to get together to cheer each other on, share your fics in real time, talk about ideas/get writing advice and/or request fics.

if you have any questions, send me a message! feel free to reblog and/or send out invites to any of your other cm writer friends!

tagging some people who were interested! @kllingdaddy @samsgoddess @eyesontheskyline

im still in the process of setting everything up but its good to go for now!! im so excited to annoy you al-i mean hang out with you all! 💃