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veeluvss · 5 months
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✮⋆˙ christmas cook
WELCOME TO MY 12 DAYS OF CHRISTMAS SERIES
emily x reader
1131 words
emily tries to cook for you but doesn’t do a very good job ….
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The smell of burnt food attacked you as you entered your decorated home. You laughed as you heard Emily Prentiss swear in the kitchen. You laughed harder as the fire alarm began blaring. You left your girlfriend to it. You slipped off your heeled boots, which were mandatory to wear to work, and replaced them with the fluffy slippers Emily bought you last christmas. You had a collection of slippers but these ones had snowmen on them with hats which bobbled as you walked. You found it endearing and felt obliged to bring them back out for the festive season. They were also a lot warmer so helped keep you cosy in the creeping cold weather. You untied the scarf from your neck and hung it over your peg and then covered it with your floor-length trench coat. You heard your girlfriend swear again as the alarm finished.
Smiling from ear to ear, you noticed Sergio, who seemed to be the only one who heard you come home. He tangled himself around your legs, asking to be hugged. You bundled the black- furred baby into your arms before heading into the kitchen. Emily stood facing away from you, hands on the bottom of her back and she seemed exhausted. She had an old rag over her shoulder, which you assumed she used to hit the smoke alarm with. A pungent yet sweet smell lingered in the air and your vision was slightly clouded by the remaining smoke. You saw the black chicken sat on the side, still in its tray. Beside it sat some potatoes, also blackened with burn. You laughed loudly and headed further into your kitchen.
“Babe!” Emily exclaimed, jumping back.
“Hi baby,” You smiled. Sergio dropped from your arms and you embraced Emily.
“You scared me!” She whined slightly and you kissed her pout away. “When did you get in?”
“Just as you set the smoke alarm off. I’m assuminng not for the first time either,” you said, motioning to the food on the side. Emily pouted again and brushed her raven hair from her pink face. She fell into a rant about timings and forgetting and the temperatures and you watched her. You enjoyed watching how her facial expressions matched her tone of voice but also sometimes didn’t. You loved watching how her brown eyes expressed her emotions the most. Her eyebrows furrowed and opened up and looked over the food and over you and you just smiled wider. God you loved your girlfriend.
You leaned over and kissed her, wrapping your arms around her waist to pull her closer.
“You talk to much Prentiss,” You whispered, teasing her. She blushed a little, something she’d never admit to, and kissed you back.
“I do, huh?” she murmured.
“Hm but I love your voice.”
“Well I love you,” she said simply. Your stomach folded. You’d been exchanging them words with Emily for almost two years but you’d never, ever get used to them. Hearing her say it, watching the slight smirk on her lips, tasting her lips too. It was all so much. So loving. You didn’t need to reply, you put your head down, blushing and she planted a gentle kiss on your forehead and held you tighter.
It was a few minutes before you pulled out of her arms.
“The kitchen stinks!” You laughed and grabbed the burnt chicken ready to throw it in the bin.
“I’m sorry-” Emily chuckled but you could hear the undertones of guilt behind the smile. She often did that; laughed off her negative emotions with gallows humour.
“Don’t be,” you said. You threw the food out and turned to your girlfriend who was no longer hiding her expression. A glum look sat on her face and you sighed, taking her hands.
“I failed you again,” Emily muttered under her breath and your heart dropped.
“No love, you didn’t fail me at all. You’ve never done that.”
“I’m never home and when I am home, my plans to treat you never work and you always end up disappointed. I told you we were going to have a nice dinner since I’m guaranteed this time off before Christmas! I promised a nice dinner for us to celebrate the holidays and now look at me.”
“Em,” you sighed and stepped closer to her. “A nice dinner doesn’t necessarily mean a home-cooked one. I don’t care if your plans work or not, it’s the thought that matters to me. It’s the effort. Everytime I come home, I can see how much you tried. Christmas or not you are the love of my life and all I care about is spending time with you.”
“But you deserve better.”
“You give me the world Emily Prentiss, I couldn’t give a shit if you could cook or not. Only one of us can be good at these things,” you smiled and the side of her mouth quirked up a little. “I promise you Em. Everytime I come home I feel so lucky to have you in my life. Everytime you come home from a case with a bouquet of flowers for me and a box of donuts for you I fall in love with you all over again.”
“Even though I can’t cook?”
“Especially because you can’t cook. Everytime you burn my kitchen, I’m reminded of how big your heart is and how determined you are to be such an amazing person,” you leaned in closer to her, “even though you’re already the best.” you finished your speech with a soft kiss as Emily wrapped her arms tighter around you.
“I love you,” she whispered softly and butterflies started again.
“I love you Emily, so much.”
“Pizza? Or Indian?” Emily asked. She came to sit beside you on the sofa. You had your feet curled under you with a blanket wrapped all around you - keeping you as warm as can be.
“Pizza,” you replied. You lifted up the blanket and she slid in beside you, remote in one hand and phone in the other. You made sure she was warm too and put your head on her shoulder. She tapped away at her phone, ordering your favourite and her favourite.
“Christmas movie too?” She asked, knowing you too well. She immediately went to your favourite and you smiled widely.
“Yes, that one.” She laughed and pressed the restart button since you’d only finished it yesterday when she was at work. You cuddled in close as the familiar opening tune started and she put down her phone and the TV remote. She held you closer to her, wrapping both her arms around your waist. You snuggled in, for warmth and she kissed the top of your head.
“You make me so happy,” she whispered.
“You make me the happiest.”
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veeluvss · 5 months
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✮⋆˙ first time family
day 2 of my 12 days of christmas !!
jj and the boys x reader !!
1443 words
it’s your first christmas with jj and her boys after her divorce.
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“Mummy wake up !!” Michael cheered, jumping onto your bed and shaking JJ awake. Well, trying to. JJ could sleep through a storm, particularly after a late night at work. You, however, were woken up by the slightest creak.
“Hey kid,” you laughed, rolling over.
“Mummy won’t wake up,” he groaned. You smiled and grabbed him gently. You pulled him into your arms, accepting the cuddles he didn’t fight for once.
“Mummy’s tired. Cuddle with me for a while, we can watch her sleep.”
“That’s weird,” he laughed but stayed lying there, in your arms. You had rare cuddles with Michael but even rarer cuddles with Henry. Michael was only seven and a lot more open to newer people but Henry was more closed off. He’d been processing his parents divorce as well as a new parent and school - it was a lot and you had to be patient. You loved the boys as if they were your own but to them, you were still new. With JJ’s work schedule and the boys being at school or their dads, you didn’t see them much but now you’d moved in and you saw them regularly. JJ had been leaving them with you on your own more too which you appreciated - you wanted to get to know them - but it was even more nerve-wracking.
Having come into a family dynamic which had already been established, and even recently cracked - was really difficult and you’d been dragging yourself to make sure you did what was best for the boys. Nights were spent crying to yourself about not being good enough. Yet JJ made it better. The way she looked at you with so much love, the way she’d curl into you and thank you every day for being the best you could be. For loving her.
Around twenty minutes later, you noticed Michael had fallen back asleep in your arms and you smiled, feeling accomplished. Just as you went to close your eyes, you saw JJ peak at you through hers. You smiled and hid your head in the back of Michael’s blonde hair.
“You got him back to sleep,” she whispered.
“I was just lying here holding him.”
“He likes it.You’re doing so amazing,” she leaned over and kissed your cheek before sneaking out of the bed, being careful not to disturb her sleeping son in your arms. You smiled at the simple praise, maybe you weren’t doing so bad.
“You don’t make eggs the same as dad,” Michael said as he dug into his breakfast. You paused as your heart sank. You weren’t sure what to reply.
“Is that a good thing?” JJ asked, resting a gentle hand on your back, offering her support.
“Not good, not bad,” Michael shrugged, taking a mouthful of eggs.
“They’re still good, just not the same,” Henry backed up his brother.
“Okay well that’s good,” you nodded, almost trying to convince yourself it was okay.
“We’re going christmas shopping today boys,” JJ said, taking her own seat at the table. You went and sat in your own.
“Who for?”
“For each other and other family. You can buy your dad gifts.”
“Do we have to buy gifts for Y/N?” Michael asked and you sniggered.
“No, I don’t expect any gifts. Save your money for your mum and dad.”
Henry nodded, agreeing.
The four of you entered the department store and JJ turned to you all.
“I’m going to find presents for the team, you’re welcome to come with me or y/n Michael. Henry you can go around the store alone but you can’t leave it!” JJ said, proud of her little action plan.
“I’m going to get presents for your mum,” you smiled and Henry looked up at you, you could see he wanted to join.
“I want something for Dad!” Michael announced, grabbing JJ’s hand.
“Cool, we’ll go this way. Meet back here in half an hour!”
You and Henry watched JJ and Michael walk away from you, hand in hand and you turned to her eldest.
“You coming with me to get her present?” He nodded and smiled a little so you headed off towards the jewelry section.
“What are you getting her?” He asked, keeping up beside you.
“She wanted this jewelry set, I just need to check they have it in stock.”
He nodded and then cleared his throat, “do you think you can help me pick something for her?”
You didn’t want to act all giddy and happy that he’d asked you for help so you remained calm, turning to him with a little nod.
“What are you thinking of getting her?”
“I’m not sure, that’s my problem. It’s her first christmas without dad buying her a massive, extravagant gift and I know she has you and things but as the man in her life now, I want to treat her like the Queen she is-” Henry explained and you smiled wide.
“She deserves that, hundred percent,” you agreed. “And coming from you is even better.”
“I just don’t know what will do it.” You got to the store and he looked longingly in the window.
“I know you want her to have this big, extravagant present like Will used to get her but she doesn’t expect that. She just wants you to be happy, Henry. It’s been a tough year.”
“I know, I am happy. She’s happy and you’re really good for her - I just want to show her that I love her too.”
“She knows you love her.”
“I want to get her something anyway.”
“I get that. Come on, let’s go look inside.”
The jewelry shop was bright and the gleaming pieces reflected off the pristine glass around the store.
“There’s so much to chose from,” he said.
“Well you can cut it in half by choosing gold or silver and your mum’s silver girl.”
“How do you know that?”
“She just is, trust me.”
“Okay so I want silver.” You saw the set she’d had her heart set on as he said it and you melted. You could picture in it now, with the bracelet and the necklace and the earrings. You knew she’d look breathtaking. Even more breathtaking than she already is.
“Oh wow-” Henry said, coming to your side. “You’re getting her that? It’s perfect.” You thought for a moment as you processed his question. The way his body turned to it and his eyes lit up. His hand instinctively went to his wallet and you smiled, stepping closer to him. You put a hand on his shoulder and leaned in.
“You should get it for her.”
“What?” He looked at you, a happy gleam in his eye.
“Yeah. You said yourself it’s perfect. She’s been wanting it. She’ll love it even more from you.”
“Are you sure? What are you going to get her?”
“Oh I can worry about that. You get it her. Can you afford it or do you need me to put towards?”
“I can afford it,” he smiled. You nodded and watched as he called someone over to enquire.
Walking out the shop, you were chuffed. Henry walked prouder next to you, having found her the perfect present and you were so happy with yourself because you had helped him.
“Hey y/n,” he said as you waited by the entrance for JJ and Michael. “Thank you for helping me.”
You looked at him and he had genuine love in his eyes.
“You’re welcome, Henry. I can always help you with anything. Just ask.”
Michael ran up to you both and JJ’s hand slid in yours.
“Hey love,” you smiled turning to her. She leaned in for a small kiss and the boys groaned making you laugh and kiss JJ more. You felt at peace with them, finally at peace.
Christmas day came around quicker than any of you expected. The boys sat on the floor and you and JJ sat on the sofa’s.
“Mum this is for you,” Henry said, handing her a neatly wrapped box.
“For me? Henry you didn’t have to.”
“I did. Open it.” He moved to sit beside her on the sofa and you smiled at him, encouragingly. JJ took the paper off and gasped at the brand before opening the box. Her face lit up as she noticed the set she’d wanted for so long.
“Henry.” She said, her eyes filling with tears, “This is too much.”
“I can’t take it back,” he said and smiled shyly.
“Thank you my boy. I love you,” she said and opened her arms for a hug. Henry hugged her back and you watched on, proud.
“I love you mum.”
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veeluvss · 5 months
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✮⋆˙ christmas retreat
day 3 of 12 days of Christmas !
Elle x reader
1043 words
Elle takes you away for a Christmas holiday
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A few hours later, she began waking you up. She played with your hair and blew softly on your face making you giggle.
“Wakey wakey baby,” she muttered.
“Why?” You questioned. You were away on holiday, you didn’t want to be awake.
“We’ve got plans,” she said. “Plus it’s snowing.”
You gasped and jumped up. You adored the snow! You launched out of the bed and Elle just laughed as you went to the window and whipped open the curtains. Sure enough, snow was falling, settling a blanket of serenity across the view. Trees rose all around the cabin you were in and the snow was so pretty. It was as if a million tiny angels were flying down from the heavens.
“It’s almost as pretty as you,” Elle whispered, coming over. She snaked her arms around your waist and put her head on your shoulder. You smiled and tried to hide your blush as you stared, together, at the peaceful scene.
“Okay, are you sure you're ready to go?” Elle asked. You nodded and double checked your pockets.
“Awesome, let’s go.”
You headed out into the thick snow and laughed as Elle immediately groaned.
“It’s pretty but so impractical,” she muttered, locking the door.
“Yeah,” you said, not paying attention. You kneeled down in the snow and took a handful of it. You manipulated it into a tight ball as Elle began to turn around.
“Y/N…” she warned. A devilish smirk spread across your face as you threw the snowball towards her. It exploded as it collided with her chest and you laughed loudly. She gasped, standing there frozen in shock.
“Oh you’re going to get it now,” she smirked and began picking up piles of snow and just throwing them at you willy nilly. You howled as you ran away, into the trees, being chased by your snow covered girlfriend; who was shit at throwing snowballs.
After your playful diversion, you ended up in a sweet, log cabin cafe. You’d grabbed the best seats in front of the flickering fire and Elle was ordering you both hot chocolates and some mince pies. You loved this time of year. You piled your snow coat, scarf and other cold remedies onto the armchair and sat down on the love seat. You felt so at peace. Away from work, away from all the nasty criminals who didn’t take breaks for the holidays. Elle had made you save up your holidays for this week, she’d been planning it for a while. You felt like a princess.
The cabin you were staying at was the best holiday you’d ever been on. You craved comfort and warmth and even though you were surrounded by snow, having chunky blankets, gentle fires, hot cocoa, books, christmas films and the most amazing, cuddly girlfriend, made your soul warm.
“One hot chocolate for the baby,” Elle said. She handed you the mug, as big as your face, and you gasped. In a beautiful swirl on top was whipped cream covered in chocolate sprinkles, marshmallows and a small gingerbread man stuck out the side.
“This is insane!” you said.
“Only the best for you my darling,” she smiled and sat beside you. You blushed again..
“Thank you, baby.”
“You’re most welcome.”
You stayed in silence for a while, drinking your drinks and watching the fire burn away. Elle’s fingers brushed the outside of your thigh and you sighed contently.
“Angel,” she whispered. You turned your head to look at her, urging her to continue. “Do you ever think about marriage?” Your heart skipped and a smile emerged. You didn’t say anything for a few minutes, staring at her eyes and thinking about marrying her. How gorgeous she’d look in a dress, heading towards her as you walk down the isle. Feeling her lips on yours after you pour your hearts out to each other. Thinking about dancing with her all night long, hand in hand and spending the rest of your life with her.
“Do you?” she asked again, moving her hand to your hair. She turned, pulling her leg up so she was facing you properly.
“I do.”
“Geez, I only asked if you thought about it -” she laughed and you laughed too, noticing the pun.
“I do think about it. Regularly,” you admitted.
“Really? And you want it?”
“With you I do.”
“With me?” she blushed and you nodded, moving closer to her on the love seat. “You want to marry me?”
“I’ve wanted to marry you since the day I met you,” you replied, looping your arm around her waist. She didn’t sat anything. You put your head on her chest and joined both hands behind her. She wrapped her arms around you, pulling you closer and you felt her kiss your head.
“I know-” she began then paused. You waited, feeling her heart pound in her chest. You lifted the edge of her top and began drawing small circles with your thumb on her skin. “I know this probably is awful timing and I will make ot perfect for you eventually but-”
“Spit it out Greenaway,” you giggled as she paused again. She hit your back gently and you smiled, looking up at her from her chest. She looked down at you.
“Will you marry me y/n?” You moved up and took her lips into a deep kiss.
“Yeah, yeah I think I will.”
You got your ring a week later and she asked you again. Christmas day you got matching jewlery set for the ring and she asked you again. The night before your wedding, she asked you again and when you reached the end of the isle and took her hands in yours, she asked again.
“I will marry you a million times over Elle. I love you, forever.”
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veeluvss · 5 months
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coming soon !!!
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a collection of christmas related riminal minds oneshots featuring different characters and reader inserts !!!
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