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So.

This exists.

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emily: fight me

hotch, gets on one knee and pulls out ring: fight me for the rest of our lives

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we deserved to see more of this hair

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- Chester, do you want to know why you killed those women? - What? - Earlier you said you wished that you were different. I can tell you why you killed them. Why you are what you are. - You can tell me why I did the things I did? - I think so. I do. Your mother’s bipolar and almost certainly an undifferentiated schizophrenic. Your father suffered severe shell shock in the war. What we now refer to as post-traumatic stress disorder. Far as I can tell, he remained clinically depressed the rest of his life. 53% of all serial killers have some form of mental illness in their family. And in your case, both of your parents suffered from psychological disorders, which they largely took out on you. They beat each other as much as they beat you, so violence became a natural expression of love for you. There’s something called the hypothalamic region of the limbic system. It’s the most primitive part of the brain. It wants what it wants without conscience and without judgment. It’s what makes babies cry when they’re hungry, scream when they want affection, become enraged when a toy is taken away from them. In most children, a healthy relationship with their mother counters the hypothalamus and maps the child’s brain into healthy emotional response… hypothalamus never learned control. It still operates on that primitive level. Your records indicate that you display the symptoms of satyriasis. You’re obsessed with sex. Sex and love are cross-wired with pain in your mind. Additionally, your hypothalamus won’t allow you to stop seeking the disires that it wants, so you became a sexual sadist. No sexual partner will ever willingly submit to the painful desires that you have, and the only way you can serve them is by making a partner compliant. Making sure that they do exactly what you want them to do. And you ensure that by killing them.

CRIMINAL MINDS, 2005 S03E14 | Damaged

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I could (and did) in highschool cuz musically-inclined fantasy nerds were my entire friend group.

Pretty sure that ship has sailed now, sadly.

okay friends, do you think you could pull Eddie if he was real? 🫢

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This outfit was a vibe. A vibe I want to jump on and ride.

I know y'all aren't huge fans of early-seasons Reid's fashion choices, but hear me out:

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did someone say a chaotic trio

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you don't understand your honour i LOVE them

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he said let’s get out of this town <3

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in my defense, I have none

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EMILY PRENTISS + PINK in 3x02 “IN NAME AND BLOOD.”

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i will never get over how elle would always listen to spencer and hang off his every word in situations most people would tell him to stop but she enjoyed his ramblings and encouraged it, made him feel special and appreciated.

look at this bitch. literally in love with spencer reid and his amazing mind.

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This. Every episode of CM nutshelled.

I know we’ve all thought it, but it must be so fucking weird to be a normal cop and have the BAU come to help you with a case.

Six supermodels wearing shades walk into your crime scene. They lift a severed limb from the floor and say something like ‘the unsub didn’t like going to kindergarden and he is addicted to paracetamol’. they walk out like ‘have your men canvas local warehouses used to store old stamps’. one of them calls a technical analyst and starts having phone sex.

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CAN YOU BELIEVE

These are all of … The same human?

I mean…

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early seasons reid? i wanna kiss him

late seasons reid? i want HIM to kiss ME

know the difference.

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like all lapsed catholics i don’t actually believe in hell unless it’s for comedic purposes

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Me, today to the dog, as I leave for three days: oh my sweet angel baby, my beautiful goodest boy. Miss you already boo bear. Mama love you so much.

Me, today, to my husband as I leave for three days: Bye, Tom.

Tom, in the distance as I hurry out to avoid crying over having to leave my dog: love you too.