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baubeautyandthegeek · 10 months
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I Felt A Million Things When I First Met You – Emily Prentiss/Clara Seger.
The one where Emily finally comes clean about just how come Clara’s always so willing to help. Written for Criminal Minds Pride hosted by @the-guilty-writer​ .
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“What did you want to tell us Emily?” Of course it’s JJ who asks, Emily thinks, tightening her grip on Clara’s hand when Clara squeezes her thigh gently under the table, a promise not to bolt no matter how this goes. She’s hidden this too long, the group deserve to know. The gathering of her team and their families makes this harder than she expected and she takes a breath. “Okay so… I’m… just going to say it.” A breath. “I’m a lesbian… and I’ve been dating Clara for the last… seven or so years.” Silence. She hates it and her grip tightens further even as Mae finally breaks the silence, the one friend Clara had brought for support. “Well, that makes… sense.” A pause. “Clara… why didn’t you tell me?” “It’s… not like it’s easy to say?” Clara murmurs and Mae sighs, rolling her eyes and hugging Clara tightly before moving to hug Emily. “Well, I’m happy for you.” The words seem to shake something loose and Clara smiles slightly, relaxing. Of course, not everyone keeps up to the point. Matt breaks the silence a little. “So…. Clara… didn’t you… have a husband?” “Bi women aren’t unicorns Matt.” Kristy. Matt’s wife. Kristy breaks into his comment and smacks his arm lightly. “You married one, remember idiot?”
Matt has the good grace to blush and smile a little.
“Yeah, yeah of course. Sorry. Didn’t really… think.”
His smile widens when Clara rolls her eyes and he moves to hug both Emily and Clara.
“Good for you.”
Slowly but surely things filter through and JJ moves to join them last, her voice low.
“Can… can we talk? Em?”
“Of course.”
Emily smiles and Clara smiles, accepting JJ’s hug before excusing herself to get to know the rest of Emily’s team better.
“You… think you could help me find… Elle?”
JJ’s request is so soft Emily smiles and nods.
“I can try… last I heard she’d found someone but… I can try.”
Later, much later, JJ would open her door to Elle on her doorstep, her eyes widening a little before she pulls Elle closer, laughing softly when Elle’s voice is soft but warm.
“The one person? Was Clara… I’m all yours if you want me.”
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slvt4em1lyprenti2s · 2 months
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Don’t worry about him
Summary: Derek makes a comment about you being too clingy and it upsets you more than you’d like to admit
Word Count: 1.5k
Fluff, kissing, slight self doubt?
Pairings: Emily Prentiss x fem!reader
!NOT PROOFREAD!
Reader pov:
“Are you like glued to her? If my girlfriend was that clingy I could not cope, it’s like being suffocated surely!” Derek taunted as he saw me clutching Emily’s hand on the jet. I instantly let my hand fall out of hers as I laugh it off with the rest of the team. He says stuff like this all the time, why does this one kinda hurt? Am I really annoying? Does Emily not like it when I hold her hand? Am I suffocating her?
Emily must’ve seen the slight falter in my features because once everyone was back in their own conversations, talking theories about the case, Emily placed her hand on my thigh and started rubbing it soothingly. I looked up to her already looking at me. Her brown eyes held a sympathetic expression, I gave her a weak smile and placed my hand on hers. I looked away and started listening to the others talking about the case again.
Time skip to when they’re at the local PD:
Emily’s pov:
I realised through the day y/n’s been pulling away from me, being more distant. I swear to god if it’s because of what Morgan. Anyway, we don’t normally have much pda out in the field, or at work because of keeping it professional obviously, but even when I graze my fingers over her back she’s pulling away. It’s not like her at all.
I walk over to where she’s standing looking through evidence and place my hand in hers.
“Hey you okay?” As soon as I finished my sentence her hand was out of mine already.
“Yeah, fine. Why? You okay?” She responded, sounding deflated.
“You don’t sound okay honey, and you keep pulling away from me.” I hold her hand again and this time she keeps hers in mine, that’s progress.
“Yeah I- uh just. Ugh it’s stupid. I’m fine I promise.” She put on a bright smile and stuck her pinky out in my direction, an adorable tradition of hers. I link my pinkie around hers and place a delicate kiss on her forehead.
“Okay, if you say so.” At that moment Derek walks in followed by JJ and Spencer.
“You still at it? You always this clingy y/l/n?” Jesus, read the room Morgan. She let go of my hand once again and hung her head.
“Hey leave her alone, just because you’re single doesn’t mean everyone else has to be miserable!” JJ teased, instantly jumping to y/n’s defence. I give her a look to say thank you as Morgan holds his hands up in defence. Just as he was about to say something else Hotch walked in.
“We have him. Everyone in an SUV now, Garcia sent the name and location to your phones let’s go!”
The drive to the unsubs house was, not awkward, but different. Y/n didn’t even spare me a glance, Derek was in the back so I didn’t dare reach over to try comfort her, he’d just say something again. I love him like a brother but sometimes he’s just so annoying. We begin to slow down and I look and see that we’re already at the place. We all get out of the SUV and make our way to the front, Spencer and Rossi take the back, me and y/n take the front door, Morgan took the left, JJ took the right and Hotch trailed behind in case anyone needed support.
We breached the front door and found the unsub holding a woman with a gun pointed at us.
“FBI! Mike McAllister put the weapon down!” I yelled as we got in his line of sight.
“You don’t wanna do this James, you’d be just like your dad.” Threatened y/n, a good move on her part.
“You take that back!” He screamed at us, his hands shaking trying to keep the gun steady.
“You’re no better than him if you do this. In fact, you’d be exactly what you made him.” The unsub looked between me and y/n after I said this. I glance towards her to make sure she’s okay, she looks back and silently tells me she’s fine.
“Oh, you’re gunna be sorry you ever said that.” The unsub warned through gritted teeth. He looked me dead in the eye, and then pointed the gun at y/n.
Reader pov:
The son of a bitch just shot me. What on earth? I was pushed back by the force of the bullet hitting my chest - that was thankfully covered by my bulletproof vest - winding me slightly.
I looked back at him after I hear another shot ringing through the house a split second after the first one did. The hostage had run to Hotch in the fuss and Emily had pulled the trigger. After confirming he was dead she came back over to me.
“Hey, are you alright?” Emily fussed as she placed her hand on my back, her eyes were darting all over me to check if I was okay.
“I’m okay- yeah I’m good.” I splutter out, still a little out of breath. She gently pulled the bullet shrapnel out of my vest and ushers me outside to go see medical to double check everything.
As we were walking there em kept putting her hand on my but I just kept shrugging her off. I didn’t want to be clingy or needy just because I was mildly injured. Especially since Morgan was walking up to us.
“Damn you okay?” He asked as I sat on the edge of the ambulance.
“Yeah fine, I’m fine.” I say while removing my vest. I could tell Emily wanted nothing more than to hug and comfort me right now but I don’t want to be clingy and rely on her, like Morgan said. Ugh I need to get him out of my head.
Time skip to when Emily and reader are back home after the case
I walk into mine and Emily’s shared apartment and put down my bag. I let out a big sigh and go to walk to the kitchen for a drink when I feel two hands on my waist that hold me back.
“Hey you.” She muttered as she gently pulled me backwards into her. My from now pressed against her back she spoke again, “What’s gotten into you today? You wouldn’t even let me near you after you got shot y/n/n. What’s going on?” She was lightly swaying us side to side as she spoke while leaving featherlight kisses on my neck and shoulder as her head snaked round the side of my own.
I shake her off yet again and turn to face her, “Nothing I’m okay I told you. I just do t want to you know, suffocate you by being clingy. I didn’t want to annoy you at work either so, yeah. Just after what Morgan said. I mean he was probably just being him but, it got me thinking that I probably do suffocate you and I’m really clingy I’m sor-“ It was as if she didn’t even want those two words to come out my mouth because as soon as Emily caught wind of what I was about to say, her hand came up to cup my cheek and pulled me into a sweet, comforting kiss. Our lips moved together and it was like her kiss was the antidote for all the anxiety I’d been feeling all day. As soon as her lips were on mine, I temporarily forgot all about what Derek said and how it got in my head.
My arms snaked around her neck and hers found home around my waist as she pulled me flush against her. She pulled away but just enough so that I could still feel her warm breath dan across my face. “Don’t worry about him. Morgan I mean. He doesn’t mean it, he’s just lonely, believe me. I love it when you grab my hand or lean on me. It’s comforting, for me and i’m assuming you too. My love, being clingy isn’t a bad thing and honestly you’re not even that clingy Derek’s just being a moody man who isn’t getting any. I love you so much honey please don’t let him get to you.” She kisses me again at the end of her speech. A much needed speech, that is, on my behalf.
I pull away and look her in the eye, trying not to stare and get lost. “Thank you em, I really needed that.” She just smiled and mumbled a ‘You’re welcome.’ As I pulled her into a bone crushing hug. My head fell into her shoulder and I mindlessly played with her hair as her hand ran up and down my back.
Screw Morgan’s stupid comments.
(A/N: I LOVE MORGAN SORRY FOR LOWKEY MAKING HIM THE BAD GUY BUT HES THE ONLY ONE WHO WOULD TEASE ABOUT THIS!!)
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gxtfictx · 7 days
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52 pick up - Emily Prentiss x Fem!reader
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Summary: So basically this is a Emily x reader one shot based on ep 4x9 because I really wanted to read one but I could not find ANYTHING so I guess I had to write it myself *sighs*
TW: spoilers for 4x09, Fem!reader, (very poorly written) smut, mutual masturbation, fingering (this might be so bad I’m sorry in advance if it is) I think that’s it but let me know if I miss anything
A/n: very new fanfic writer so please be gentle and any feedback is appreciated 🙏 English is not my first language so sorry for the possible mistakes
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“we need to study his style up close and personal. It’s gonna take someone that he’s already attracted to” Spencer says, raising his eyebrows in a suggestive tone, soon enough, Morgan and Hotch are also looking at Emily, and you are too, only to realize what they’re trying to say
“oh… oh this is really gonna suck” Emily complains when she realizes she’s the one who will have to approach Viper.
You really didn’t like this idea. You weren’t obviously happy to let your girlfriend get in the line just to be approached by that same asshole who had already been extremely inappropriate to her, objectifying her, suggesting he could “make her do whatever he wanted”. Only if he knew if there was anybody in the world capable of making Emily Prentiss do anything was you.
All of that was true, but why was also true, and you wouldn’t admit, was how unreasonably jealous that thought made you.
You knew for sure Emily would never cheat on you, or do anything to deliberately hurt you in any way, and there was also the fact that she was a lesbian, so there is no way she would be attracted to that guy in any way, however it did make you feel jealous, just the idea of your beautiful, sexy girlfriend walking into that bar, as a literal decoy, her, all dressed up as any other night she would do, to go out with you and the rest for a BAU party night, but instead getting there by herself just with the aim to be eye-fucked by that disgusting misogynist of a man.
“ok but you’re not going by yourself, I’m going with you. It could be more effective is we approach him as a couple, isn’t that what our unsub has been doing anyway?”
You wait for your boss’ response, he frowns as he considers the idea
“You’re right, it could be more effective that way. Go get ready” He finally admits, and you go get your go bag
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You enter the room while Emily is already changing in, opening the door slightly just to take a peek so you can surprise her. She is already unbuttoning her work shirt.
“would you like me to finish that for you?”
You ask her, a she startles
“jeez y/n! you scared me, I didn’t know you were there!”
“Sorry, honey” you say as you enter the room and close it behind you
“are you excited to go clubbing or are you mad that I offered to go with you? I just really hated the idea of you approaching that asshole by yourself” you walk up to her, surrounding her waist with your arms, resting your hands on her sides, softly caressing the skin there
“yes…well about that” she surrounds your neck with her arms, twirling little strands of your hair with her fingers there
“you actually got mad?”
“no, no it’s not that… Hotch just came in and we talked about Jordan, and I kind of suggested she came with me”
“so basically I’m not going?”
“it’s just…she’s really trying hard to be a part of the team, and I can’t help it”
“you see yourself in her? Ems…” you knew how good she meant but you couldn’t help to think that she was being too nice to her, plus you weren’t so sure you liked Jordan that much. Maybe it was because you missed JJ, or maybe you just didn’t really like the way she looked at her sometimes.
“I just don’t want her to feel left alone now”
“I know, baby and I love you for that, but you were not like her, you did your best ever since the first day, you never needed to prove yourself by lying or anything like that
“Yes, but I did feel very left out at times, and I will never forget how comforted it made me feel that you included me and asked me for help at times”
“yes, but that was because I was trying to get in your pants” she laughs and closes her eyes slightly as in “I can’t believe you’re saying that” way.
It’s sometimes surprising how shy Emily can get specially considering her confidence in the bedroom, and also how she would slip some suggestive comments about your relationship in front of the team from time to time mostly to surprise them, but you loved both sides of her, and you though her shyness was adorable, so you laugh with her.
“I know it’s important for you, and it’s just so cute how you want to help her, so I’ll forget about it and just stick with Morgan and Reid, but if he touches you, remember I’m armed.”
She smiles, softly, looking at your lips, and she kisses you softly, and you gently kiss her back.
“I promise I’ll compensate you”
“I will hold you on for that one”
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It can feel strange to be dressed in your casual work clothes in the middle of a bar but there you are, handing in flyers with Morgan and Reid, you can’t help but to look among all the faces trying to find Emily, completely aware of how bad this could affect her cover, but you can’t help it.
She should be here already, what’s taking her so long?
Someone is suddenly standing behind you, you turn hopeful to see Emily but disappointed to see it’s just Morgan
“is pretty girl looking for her girlfriend?” he teases you
“shouldn't they be here already?” You ask him, ignoring the teasing
“relax beautiful, or you’re gonna blow up their cover, and even Pretty boy here has handed in more flyers than you, don’t get so distracted” he advices you, but you don’t really listen, you just keep walking around until you catch a glimpse of someone standing on a table, you can instantly recognize Emily, wearing a beautiful black dress that hugged her curves perfectly, accentuating her breasts and making her look more beautiful if that was even possible already.
Almost immediately you can see Viper approaching her, he looks so confident in his “alpha male” appearance but you’re certain it will take Emily mere seconds to destroy him.
Then Jordan arrives, she has also dressed up for the occasion but she doesn’t look nearly as hot as your girlfriend. They both engage in a conversation with Viper, visibly suggestive. At the beginning you can tell his confident, he has done this a million times, but as time passes, and the conversation goes on, every time one of her talks he also gets more and more insecure.
You observe how Emily teases him, at one point she gets so close to his mouth you actually believe he’s going to kiss her but she just laughs it off and his body language changes again.
Looking at your beautiful girlfriend interacting in this way from afar was making you feel more and more aroused it even embarrassed you that it was turning you on, but you couldn’t help it. I mean, how could you when she just looked like that? You couldn’t even blame yourself every time you looked at her mouth and how her lipstick suited her perfectly.
Everything happens quicker than you thought, first thing you notice is how their face expressions change, and suddenly they’re walking away, leaving Viper there, and picking up the phone probably to call Hotch. You look for Morgan and Reid and tell them it’s time to leave.
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Back at the precinct you catch Emily when she’s entering the changing room again, you check that Jordan isn’t inside too, and get in with her.
“you look… wow” it’s the first thing you say to her. She’s looking straight at you, with a smile on her face, hinting she probably has something in mind for you
“you liked it?”
“Em, you look so beautiful”
“I could see you there in the back you know?” she grabs you by the waist, gently pushing your back against the lockers, you surround her with your arms for support, she keeps talking seductively, with her face so close you yours that your lips could crush if you just moved a bit closer. Instead you both just remain there, as Emily talks, just millimeters away from kissing
“really?” you ask, it’s a stupid question but you’re too surprised to say something coherent right now.
“really, yeah, you were practically drooling, was I doing that to you baby? “
“yes, god Emily yes”
She closes the space between us, her lips crashing against yours, practically devouring you, softly, full of lust.
Emily’s kisses were like that, no matter how much they lasted she always left you wanting more.
Her hands pull your waist to hers, grabbing your flesh desperately, anywhere she could find it. You run your finger through her soft black curls. Her tongue finds yours in a matter of seconds and suddenly the kiss turns into something bigger, her hands travel down to find your ass giving it a gentle squeeze because you know how much I love that she grabs your ass and how much it turns you on
You hear a knock on the door interrupting the scene, and you fly away from each other in less than a second
“Come in!” Emily just says a bit too loud. Her cheeks are red, and when Jordan enters she notices
“sorry, am I interrupting something?” she says, but it’s not a real apology
“no, sorry I was already leaving” you reply maybe a little too fast, and with one last look to Emily, you leave.
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After a case is closed you always feel like an eternity has passed. You are way so tired you can barely stand anymore, but at least you’re glad you got there in time to save the last woman the unsub had taken before something horrible happened to her.
You enter your hotel room, the one you shared with Emily. You started sharing rooms during cases after you made your relationship public, Hotch thought it was for the better since you wouldn’t be sneaking out of your rooms every night, and technically you were saving money.
“my feet are killing me, maybe those heels weren’t such a great idea as I thought” she sits on the bed, and you help her take her shoes off
“if I remember correctly, you had promised something to me” she grabs you by the waist, getting you closer to her, looking up from where she’s sitting
She simply smiles, looking up at you
“you know me. Im a woman of my word” she starts unzipping your pants, pulling them off your legs, she leaves a little kiss right on top of your underwear, she grabs them and pulls them down just like she did with your pants.
You start unbuttoning your shirt, and she does the same thing, but before she can finish you interrupt her
“you’ve undressed many times today already, let me be the one who takes you clothes off now” you move to sit next to her and you take her shirt off, then to unzipping her pants. It doesn’t take muck more for Emily to take the lead. She pushes you down so your back is laying flat on the bed, just to finish unbuttoning your shirt and opening it to discover you’re not wearing a bra underneath
“look at what we have here!” she teases you
“you look beautiful like this baby, did you enjoy the little act on the bar today? Because I think it turned you on, you couldn’t take your eyes off of me could you?” she says positioning herself on top of you, straddling you, lowering her face to kiss your cheek, then your neck, leaving soft and wet kisses all over your jaw.
“Yes, Em god yes” you say completely out of breath
“was my baby jealous?” she asks, alternating kisses between words
“I was” you admit, completely at her mercy, and very turned on by how her fingers trace all around your stomach, your chest, how she whispers in your ear and kisses everywhere she can reach.
“you’re mine, baby” she whispers in your ear, and moves to bite of on your earlobe
“I’m yours” you answer, and you can feel her smile forming on her lips against the tender skin right behind your jaw where she was kissing you
She started her trip down your body, leaving wet kisses all along your skin, stopping suddenly when she reached the hemline of your underwear. She put her hair between her ears and instead of going on to where you wanted her, she began kissing her way up your thighs, nipping the sensitive skin there which you were sure will leave small purple marks tomorrow that you were too ashamed to admit you loved carrying with your for the whom day, watching them on your own reflection on the mirror, tracing with your fingers the same path her lips had made hours ago.
She reached closer to your centre, lingering right where your thighs ended and met the elastic on your underwear. This had you bucking up your waist to her face, which caused a giggle from her
“someone’s eager”
“Em you’ve teased me enough already, just please” you say out of breath, begging her to get where you wanted her the most
“I can’t say no to you” she kisses you right in the middle of your underwear, the sudden contact making you moan in pleasure
“Fuck. Em” your hands practically flew to wrap your fingers between her hair.
She uses her own mouth to lower your underwear with her teeth, and taking them all the way off using her right hand, the other one never leaving its place. Other times Emily would simply move your underwear enough to get exactly what she wanted, but tonight she needed you naked, nothing more than you on her head.
Before you could complain on her slow pace, her lips crashed against yours, she moaned in your mouth and you did the same, simultaneously she cupped you, a slight cry in pleasure leaving your lips
“Emily please, just ple-“ Emily cut you off by burying two fingers inside you, the sudden pleasure causing a long, loud moan escape your lips.
You were both always so vocal about your time together even when staying at hotels, so you could count that Morgan would be teasing you about it tomorrow since he was the one sharing a wall with you. But you could not be bothered.
“Am I hurting you?” She asked with genuine concern on her eyes.
“No, it’s perfect just don’t stop” she smiled against your lips. You decided to take advantage of the situation, and moved the one hand that wasn’t wrapped on her hair, to meet her centre, and gently run your finger through her.
“Fuck. Don’t stop” she breathed before kissing you again.
She continued to move her fingers inside of you and you met each thrust but you almost fell apart when she pressed her thumb against your clit and rubbed
One last hard press against it had you coming undone, Emily let you ride your orgasm, although it doesn’t take her long to reach her high as well and she comes apart collapsing on top of you.
The heavy breaths filled the silent room, you caressed her hair, and she gave you a last peck on the lips before getting off of you, moving so you could face each other, she wraps her arm around your waist and brings you as close to her as possible.
“I couldn’t stand the way she was looking at you today” you admit
“How she looked at me? Don’t you mean he?” She asks
“I mean both of them, Viper and Jordan”
“Oh c’mon, you’re not being serious” she laughs it off
“I’m serious, I really think she’s into you”
“You’re not even jealous anymore, you are being completely unreasonable now”
“Ok, whatever you say, just remember, my gay radar never fails” you tell her to make her laugh, but you’re not totally joking
“Just so you know, Viper was right. I did have someone in my mind”
“Oh? And who might that be?” You say teasingly
“Try and guess” she says, going for another kiss that you reciprocate with a big smile on your lips.
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flinttcanwriteipromise · 10 months
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Reid: Guys, I have something to tell you.
Prentiss: Are you gay, Reid? No one cares if you’re gay, Reid.
Reid:
Prentiss:
Reid: I was going to say I burnt the pasta but yeah, that too.
Rossi: YOU WHAT?!
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caffinewrites · 7 months
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During pride month, Garcia puts a little tray of pride pins in the bullpen with a sign that has 'take one!' written on it in rainbow gel pen.
She doesn't think about it much, just hopes that a few people will spot it and feel seen and loved.
She notices JJs first.
She's in the elevator and sees JJ jogging slightly to make it before the doors shut, Garcia keeps them open and the blonde grins at her in lieu of thanks. Its attached to her canvas tote, just below where the strap joins the body of the bag; a bisexual pin. Garcia knows its one of the ones she put out because of the layer of see-through glitter on it.
She doesn't mention it, but she puts a mini bi flag in JJs pen pot first chance she gets.
The next one she notices is Emilys.
It's about a week after she puts the pins out and shes going to Emily's office to ask about a case. She spots it, hooked carefully through the mesh wire of one of the pen pots on the unit chiefs desk. A glittery lesbian pride pin.
Again, she doesn't mention it, but she makes Emily a bracelet with the colours of the lesbian flag and leaves it in her desk. Garcia has seen it around the brunettes wrist every day since.
The next is Spencer, and Gacria actually sees him pick it out.
She's a little later than usual, and as she walks up to the bullpen, she sees Spencer loitering just beyond the doorway, right where the tray of pins is. She slows to a stop a few meters away and tries to be quiet as she waits for him to pick, not wanting to intrude if he didn't want anyone to know. She needn't have bothered as she sees him attach one of the bisexual pins to his cardigan pocket with a smile.
She watches with a warm, happy feeling as JJ and Spencer notice each others pins, the two friends clearly overjoyed in finding someone else who understands, completely and wooly.
Spencer gets an entire pack of bi and rainbow heart-shaped stickers.
Garcia starts to see the rainbow ones around the building, even noting one on the elevator ceiling, which she finds incredibly funny.
The bisexual ones are all stuck somewhere on JJ or Spencers desks.
Garcia starts to wear a pansexual pin on her clothing, rather than leaving it sitting on her desk, attaching it to whatever outfit she puts on in the morning.
No-one comments on it, but a after a few days of wearing it, a pansexual flag appears in her pen pot.
Another couple of days and she finds a shakily-made pansexual bracelet on her desk. She puts it on immediately, of course.
The next day she finds a few sheets of the same stickers she gave Spencer, but with the pansexual flag rather than the bisexual one.
It makes her feel seen in a way she's not used to.
Her team love her, and she loves them.
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webberwoof · 10 months
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HAPPY PRIDE TO MY FAVIRUITE BISEXUALS ❤️
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artcake · 11 months
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happy pride 🌈
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prentisscminds · 11 months
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Happy Pride Month! <3
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foreverrandomwritings · 10 months
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Emily Prentiss x Girlfriend Headcanon
Summary: This is some things I imagine would happen being Emily’s girlfriend. The last five are all 18+ Minors DNI. 
Pairing: Emily Prentiss x afab!Reader
Warnings: Alcohol, fluff, sex 18+ MDNI uhm that’s it???
Word count:604(I had to stop myself because I could’ve gone on forever)
Masterlist   M’s PMC Masterlist
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~Emily never came out to the team of profilers as bisexual officially. 
~She just kinda figured out they knew.  
~She also never told them that she had a girlfriend.
~So when they had decided to have a family meal at Rossi’s house(Mansion) and she just kinda brought you along they were all surprised.
~The both of you walked inside hand in hand and everyone stopped what they were doing and stared at you.
~Garcia was the first to break the silence and introduced herself to you. They all followed suit after that. 
~You formed quick bonds with everyone.
~They all completely adored you and were so happy to see Prentiss happy.
~You stay at her apartment when she's gone and take care of sergio.  
~You honestly practically live there already but haven’t made the move official.
~You hang out with Garcia when the team is gone on a case. Oftentimes you fall asleep in her office spending late nights with her. 
~The team really appreciate you being there for her since she's locked away in her office all day and needs some human interaction that isn’t just a phone call. 
~She’ll send you flowers all the time, the cards have little quotes from books you’ve read together or poems that Reid feeds to her when she asks.
~However when Emily is in town she likes to keep you to herself.
~Completely obsessed with quiet nights inside. 
~Making dinner together, reading or doing a puzzle together, drinking a bottle of wine and topping the night off with some ice cream. 
~Sex isn’t that important to her but she loves other forms of intimacy. Like cuddling on the couch or showering together, you playing with her hair, holding hands whenever you can, hugs, forehead/cheek/lip kisses. 
~Will love to show you off when out in public however, literally holding your hand and giving you small pecks here and there. 
~Doesn’t really have social media, kinda an occupational hazard putting too much about herself or her significant other on the internet. 
~She did a very thorough background check on you when you first started talking. 
~When you found out via Garcia telling you Emily thought you were gonna be mad but you were actually really understanding and thought it was kinda cute. 
~Her pet name for you is probably in a different language and you call her like babe or love or something. 
~She waited like 6 months into dating to say she loved you because she was afraid you were going to leave her because her job took her away so much. 
~But one day you broke down and told her you loved her and she folded and said it back instantly with tears in her eyes.
~She told you about her past pretty early on, which was a relief to both of you. 
~She hadn’t opened up to many people about what happened and you liked being able to understand her better. 
~When you guys do have sex she loves it to be soft and gentle, her job is so rough and graphic she needs soft touches and whispers of reassurance. 
~Very focused on your pleasure and likes to lay there cuddled up together after you guys are done.
~Your head laying on her chest as she runs her fingers through your hair and tells you how much you mean to her. 
~You pepper kisses on her chest before another round is starting. 
~Giggly sex happens when you are both a little tipsy either from a night in sipping on wine or a night out with the team or some of your friends.
A/N:Emily Prentiss is the love of my life and she is my Wifey. Another gif of my honey cause I can’t get enough of her. 
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It’s Spencer’s turn!!
I headcanon Reid as bisexual (though I like fics where he’s gay too).
His mum was the first person he came out to because it felt right to tell her first because of how close he is to her. She took it really well. She sometimes doesn’t remember but even when she doesn’t she never says a bad word about it.
He definitely had a thing for Ethan and there was a lot of tension between the two of them are they had good chemistry.
He never dated when he was younger because people were a lot older than him but he’s had crushes before.
I like to believe that he developed feelings for Morgan over time. He gets a little flustered whenever he calls him Pretty Boy but secretly likes it.
He had a strong connection with Maeve and really liked her a lot. It ended too soon but I think she was nice.
Eventually I think in an AU his feelings for Morgan would start to be reciprocated.
He definitely thought that Hotch’s brother was hot because I think he was kind of watching him in his episode like JJ and Garcia were.
Him and Emily are definitely both Queer let’s be honest. After the whole business of Spencer’s addiction and anger towards her and the others he feels at some point they manage to become good friends and are able to talk about things. They’re like brother and sister.
Garcia definitely took him to a Pride Parade and made sure he got to experience the whole colourful ways of dressing. She also made sure to let him take breaks when he got overwhelmed. He doesn’t go all the time because loud parades aren’t really his thing but he appreciated her taking him and will occasionally go to them with her because he feels more comfortable with her.
Rossi didn’t really understand it at first and would occasionally say the wrong thing unintentionally but after a while and after the rest of the team kept explaining when he’d made a mistake he started to understand and become a supporter. He still doesn’t understand everything but Spencer appreciates him trying to understand and where’s he got to.
Hotch is already protective of his team so if he found out someone was being a bigot towards his son friend he’s going to be pissed.
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mggsv · 11 months
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Purple Converse
gn!reader x mgg (fluff)
summary: the first time you saw him was on a Tuesday- your first day. he came into the store smiling despite it being so early in the morning..
warnings: none !
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“Excuse me, do you guys have this in a size 11?” You knew that voice, it was Matthew (or so his rewards account said). He held a box up of a purple converse shoe with a small awaiting smile. You smiled back of course, it was your job after all, but one from Matthew was surely contagious.
“Let me check, yeah? I’m sure we do, though.” you chuckle. He nodded, pursing his lips as you took the box.
You leave him be to go to the back of your post. You’ve worked at this shoe store for nearly a year, and you haven’t seen anyone walk in there almost regularly as Matthew. When you first met it had been your first day when he strode in all tall. In fact, he was the first customer to arrive- early in the morning when the store opened. He seemed to be in a hurry as the converse on his feet were about to fall apart. They were red and tied in a way you’ve seen before. With every step you could see the outline of two completely different socks on his feet. What a weirdo, you had thought.
All you could see was his fluffy hair and glasses over the shelves as he went straight for the isle of converse shoes. More people started to walk in and it made you nervous. Before then, all the other jobs you’d have weren’t exactly working with people face to face. Normally you’d be editing or designing some work online as commissions. Only online work, never in person.
With your eyes trained on the man scanning the isle, your hands nervously fidgeted with the name tag on your shirt. Moments later he was in front of you, tapping on the box lightly. “I’d like to get these please” His voice was soft, professional-like. It made your heart flutter in a bit of a panic.
“Oh! yes of- of course. Will that be all sir?” you cleared your throat feeling it run dry. You avoided eye contact with him, and instead grabbed the box to scan it. They were a high top pair of red converses, size 11.
He hummed before grabbing a pack of shoe laces from a rack on the counter. “These too, thank you.”
“Of course” you whispered. After scanning his items and placing them into the store bag. “Do you have a number or an account with us?” You say the words slowly and carefully, the practice you’ve done the night before seemed to vanish. “You can earn points and discounts.” you smile. He nods and leans in very closely- shocking you.
“I’m sorry for the lack of space, i didn’t want anyone else hearing my number out loud.” he giggles before calling out the numbers to you. You nod and pull back slowly to type it into the computer. The name “Matthew Gubler” pops up.
“Well, Matthew, you have a discount for $20 off, do you want to use it today?” You watch him pull out his wallet while shaking his head. “Not today!” he hands you the money and does a little bow before taking off.
“Wait your change-“
“Keep it! See you next time.”
And you did see him next time. It was a week later when he was coming in to get another pair of converse- low top and green. They didn’t have them in stores so he got them ordered and sent to the store for pickup.
When he came in he was all smiles again, this time wearing sunglasses. The store was crowdy. By now you were used to work the register and such so it wasn’t much of a hassle. It was only when that head of hair was in your view and Matthew’s beautiful smile loomed over you that you felt a little nervous. “Hey there Matthew. You..have an order actually.” You click your tongue to pull up his account in the computer.
“That I do. How’s your day going…Y/N?” he reads your name tag.
“Busy much. You?”
“Same here. I’m actually on my way out of town in a few hours for work. Wanted to get my shoes first.” he laughs. You smile and nod, holding up a finger to go and grab the perfectly wrapped box of converse.
“You know, i’ve only ever seen you wear these- or pick them up. How many pairs of converse does one man need huh?” You attempted at joking. Matthew laughed however, taking the box from your hands. “You can’t never have too many. They’re also very comfortable.”
“And the socks?” you pressed, “You’re a bit strange you know?” You check off his order, watching the line pileup behind him.
“I’ll tell you another time, how about that?”
And he did, and your relationship with Matthew started. You anticipated his arrival to the store you worked at. It made you happier. He had told you many things from your small meetings at the counter- what he did job wise, acting (which got you hooked on the show he acted in), painting, directing, being an author too- and a model? You were shocked really, how someone so energetic did so much and still had the time to buy shoes in store whenever he wanted.
You told him about yourself as well, how you’re also somewhat of an artist, and your small hobbies of crafting. You told a lot- from your favorite foods to your favorite style of clothing (his style of course). When you didn’t work you found yourself sitting with Matthew as he tried on sweaters from a thrift store not far from your apartment. If you weren’t thrifting, it was painting pottery with Matthew when he wasn’t working and free, being sure to grab food afterwards and hanging out.
He become an amazing friend to have. You even sat and watched the show he was in together (him laughing while you tried to piece together who the unsub was). You grew closer by the months that passed by. And so did Matthew’s converse collection.
He had FINALLY showed you after a month of asking (and him being away because of work). It wasn’t what you expected however- they were all stacked on top of each up messily with the strings hanging out of them, but ready to be worn. You remember telling Matthew he needed to take care of his shoes and no wonder he came in so much. But in that moment he said something..well, crazy.
“I only came in because just sitting there talking to you would’ve made me look suspicious and kept you from work. I’ve donated lots of these shoes, i wear them, yes, but they don’t last forever.”
The thought made you chuckle to yourself as you reached up and grabbed the size 11 box of purple converse, Matthew’s name written on it from you personally just for the occasion. When you came back to the front he was tracing a picture framed at your station of you two hugging.
“Will this be all?” you held out the box. He straightened up and smiled,
“For now?” he leans in and pecks your lips, “Yeah.”
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slvt4em1lyprenti2s · 16 days
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Hii can you write Emily x fem!reader in a secret relationship but the team somehow catching them kissing and that's how they find out. Also there is a bet going on about them.
Are you kidding?
Summary: see the tumblr req above!
Word Count: 1.05k
Fluff
TW: kissing, getting caught kissing
Pairings: Emily Prentiss x fem!reader
A/N: I swear I haven't abandoned you guys I've just been caught up with school!!
Emily's pov:
It's been a slow day at work all day. Paperwork, consultations, paperwork, staring at my girlfriend; the cycle repeats. The team doesn't know where dating yet, we decided to wait to tell them.
She can clearly feel my gaze because she turns and looks at me and smiles, god her smile. I beam back at her and her eyes flick away from mine to the direction of our 'place' I gently nod and she puts up her hand to signal for me to wait 5 minutes before following her.
As she stalked off, her hips swinging slightly, I drag my eyes down to the file I'm currently looking over and pretend to focus on it. My mind is too full of her to think about anything else.
Reader pov:
I casually walk away from the bullpen with a random file in my hand, making a beeline to mine and em's 'place' (which is just a storage cupboard, albeit a very empty one. There's only printer paper in there) I look around and don't see anyone in the hallway so I slip into the small room and wait for Emily.
I hear the click of her heels on the floor as she approaches the door. The handle clicks and she slips in. Her feature lit up by the sliver of light that leaked in from the open door, her eyes shining with joy as she closes the door.
"Hey you." She says in a hushed tone as her arms find their wait around my waist and mine around her neck. She plants a delicate kiss on my lips.
"Hey," I reply with a bright smile on my face. "How's your day been?" My head fell onto her shoulder as I sunk into her embrace.
"Slow, boring. You know, the usual." I lightly chuckled at her answer.
"Yeah same, but uh. I know a way to make it a bit better." A smirk found its way onto my lips as she cupped my cheek.
"Oh yeah? Like what?"
"Why don't you kiss me and find out."
She smiled and crashed her lips onto mine. Our lips moved together with care and love. Her hands trailed down to my hips and pulled me closer to her, she slowly backed me up against the wall and deepened the kiss. Her tongue swiped over my lips asking for permission and I gladly granted it. Her tongue fought for dominance with mine, she obviously won instantly.
In the heat of the moment clearly neither of us heard the clacking of another set of heels on the floor coming towards the room. We were both pulled back to reality when we heard someone walk in the door and just as quickly shut it with a yelp.
Both of us pulled away, knowing it was Penelope, and made eye contact. Still holding each other close we burst into a fit of hushed laughter like a couple of teenagers who got caught making out at school. Oh wait...
She got out her phone and put the flash on so she could properly see me so she could fix my hair for me and make sure I don't look too flustered. I did the same for her and we walked out of the room one at a time and sat back in the bullpen.
Not even a minute after we had both sat down Garcia walks over to the round table and Hotch out of his office.
"We have a case." Hotch announces as he walks towards the room.
"Ugh, I was hoping to go home at a normal time today." JJ groans as we walk to the room, a grumble of agreement sounds from everyone as we all sit down.
Garcia sets down the tablets and Reid's paper report. Oh god Reid's still on paper, Pen was probably going to get paper for the printer from the storage room. We clearly all had the same thought at the same time because me and Emily made eye contact before glancing at Garcia, who was already flicking her eyes between the two of us.
"What have we got?" Spencer says, breaking the silence.
"Okay before I tell you, I have something else to tell you all." She speaks quickly, to avoid me and Emily protesting. "Y/n/n and em were making out in the storage cupboard! There I said it, sorry guys. I couldn't help it, you know me!"
The team all looks to me and Emily who are coincidently sitting next to each other, looking for confirmation.
We make eye contact again and she grins.
"Don't I swear to god Emily." I say fighting back a laugh yet again.
"Wait hang on, are you- were you?" Rossi asked. Voicing the confusion of the rest of the team. Emily responds before I can.
"Yeah, we were. Hotch, sorry, but it was a slow day can you blame us? We're dating, she's my girlfriend."
A look of knowing passed across the teams faces before Derek and JJ make eye contact.
"Okay guys c'mon," He says holding out his hand, Jay swiftly following. "Pay up."
"Are you kidding, did you make a bet on us dating?" I stare at them in amusement.
"Well yeah, you couldn't expect us not to." JJ shrugs.
"She's right you know, it was too obvious." Derek adds on as Hotch, Rossi, Spencer and Garcia hand money into their hands.
"You know Pen, I'm disappointed in you." She looks at me shocked. "I thought you were good at spotting these things?"
Everyone laughs and Garcia responds "You had me stumped sugar." I smile at her and then shift my focus to Emily. Her hand trails to my thigh and she squeezes it affectionately, I intertwine my hands with hers.
"Okay, back to the case." Hotch says and discussion about the current case ripples through the room once again.
Emily brings my hand up to her mouth and placed a gentle kiss on the back of it and whispers a small "I love you." I smile at her and whisper back "I love you too."
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thatsadfem · 1 year
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Be still my wlw heart
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shes so jhqdljhqvejlwvw.kaq <3
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gxtfictx · 4 days
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some extra help- Emily Prentiss x Fem!Reader
summary: this is a drabble kinda based on episode 3x02 but it's not a whole insert TW: suggestive content but no smut, dress up, fluff (very cute if you ask me), it's not smut so not much to say here, very short talk about medical stuff (head injury, concussion), i think that's all A/N: this one is quite short but very cute. It's not smut, just suggestive, i ended it right there because I wasn't really on the mood for it. As always: any feedback is appreciated. english isn't my first language. like and reblog <3
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you had spent the last 2 nights in a row waking up every 3 to 4 hours, several alarms a night. After saving not only that poor little boy and woman's lives, but also saving you boss' and girlfriend's jobs, you returned home to a renewed Emily Prentiss. She was relieved that she could finally rest, not having to chose between her job and her team, which included you. You had insisted on her not resigning but she would give anything for you and the people she loved, for her team.
After the number she pulled in Milwaukee (you had also begged her to be careful, and you would've shoot that man when you saw what he had done to her hadn't JJ been there to stop you) she had a concussion. it was basically your job to make sure she was still breathing.
You secretly loved taking care of Emily, you kind of hated having to wake up every once in a while, obviously, but there was something about taking helping her with regular stuff, making sure she was taking things easy, all that intimacy.
"baby, stop it" she complains "I'm fine, I can carry my own bag" you had taken it upon yourself to carry it to her apartment "i know you can, but i don't want you to, you have to rest" you try to convince her
"I'm fine, the meds help a lot, it barely hurts now" She says trying to make you forget all that worry "since Milwaukee you've treated me like I'm so fragile, but I won't break just like that"
You drop her bag and her purse, and turn around to face her, grabbing her waist, pulling her close to you, she surrounds your neck with her hands "What's wrong with it? So, i want to take care of my girlfriend, no big deal, she can still be a badass, specially at work, as far as they're concerned, there's no worried girlfriend, just a worried friend, who drives you to work so you don't have to do it yourself" she caresses your back with her fingers, listening to every word you say.
Your relationship was still a secret for the rest of the team, you had been dating already for several months, but you were taking it slow, so no one in the team actually knew you were the one spending the nights at Emily's apartment taking care of her until she got better.
"well, i love my worried girlfriend but she should take a break and get me a nurse so she can start relaxing with me" she says, giving you a peck on your lips and separating from your embrace to go to the bathroom
little did Emily know she had just given you an idea
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next day you enter Emily's apartment, ready for a nigh full of interruptions, but very ready to have some fun as well.
Emily had given you an idea, a very good one, the kind of idea you knew your girlfriend would love. So you move around the apartment, being as quiet as you can, Emily is resting on the couch reading a book, and you're in the room trying to get yourself ready.
"I can hear you moving, what are you up to back there?" she asks putting her book down, giving up on concentrating enough to read.
"you know, I think it's time to change that bandage on your forehead don't you think? It's been a couple of days" you say from the back of the room
"oh, yeah, i forgot, if you get me the first aid kit i can do it myself"
"no, i can do it for you, because, if i remember correctly, you said yesterday you could use a nurse, right?" with that you enter the living room, all dressed in the lamest, cheapest nurse costume you could have found, the only thing that mattered anyways was that it was short, white, and revealing.
Emily sits up, sitting upright on the couch, her mouth falls open, speechless, her eyes scanning you, running up and down your figure as if trying to memorize every bit of the image.
"So? what do you think?" you tell her, pinning around to give her a look from every angle
her lips start curving into a smile, her mouth still open, she chuckles in surprise, runs her hand through her hair looking for the words
"I can't believe this, you look awesome baby, come here" she says still in awe, opens her arms in a welcoming position. You walk to her, place your legs on her sides so you're straddling her, she caresses the skin of your legs, holding you in place, and lay down to give her a kiss, holding her head with both your hands, she dugs her fingers in the flesh of your thighs, you kiss her lips softly, giving in the contact, melting into the kiss.
"you're hottest nurse I've ever kissed in my life" you chuckle against her lips, she gives you a peck before you get away
"So, are you gonna let the nurse change that bandage of yours or what?" you ask, and she nods, still smiling, holding on to you but finally letting go to allow you to go take the kit.
You come back from the bathroom with a wet cloth in one hand and the red box in the other one, you gesture her to sit straight, and lay her head back, regaining your last position straddling her waist, and her hands fly back to hold your thighs.
You start by slowly taking the old bandage off to avoid hurting her, you take the wet cloth and start cleaning the wound with it, gently tapping around it. She looks at your focused frown, smiling over how seriously you're taking your job. She runs her fingers through the soft skin of your thighs, every time her hands move she reaches higher until she is no longer touching your legs, but your ass, squeezing it gently, making you jump
"Hey! I'm trying to work here, stop distracting me!" You scold her, but she doesn't retreat, her hands keep wondering around, you try to make it as fast as you can.
Applying the bandage on her forehead delicately, you give her a peck on the lips "you're all set" you announce
"thank you nurse, i was wondering, maybe there's something else you could help me with?" she says to your surprise "sure, what would that be?"
"well you see, my very concerned and beautiful girlfriend used to be the one to take care of me, but ever since you came, I haven't seen her around, so maybe you could take care of me tonight, maybe for a bit longer" she says with the sexiest voice, batting her eyelashes to add up to the act, you just follow her play.
"well this one girlfriend of yours sounds like a very nice lady, but i guess i could help you out" you kiss her again, lustfully, running your hands through her hair, down to her sides, until you reach the hemline of her shirt, and you tug on it "how about if we start by removing this?"
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*pride month at the BAU - Penelope has rainbowfied everything- EVERYTHING*
rossi: look not to be homophobic but-
emily: anyone who starts a sentence like ‘not to be blank but’ is instantly going to say something wrong
jj: maybe let’s here him out em
emily: proceed
rossi: as i was saying, i think that this may be a little much. i’m glad you’re all gay and proud and whatever, but i think the government may have an issue with the FBI logo being covered with rainbow glitter
emily: homophobe
jj: em, he kinda has a point
emily: homophobe
morgan: i mean i’m not above glitter and pride but baby girl did go a tiny bit far
*holds up case file printed on rainbow paper*
reid: i like it :)
hotch walking in dressed in a rainbow suit: who’s presenting the case? and emily is right, you homophobes.
garcia: okay so this nasty ass dude has been killing hot women all over texas
emily: misogynist
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captainhappyclaws · 7 months
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If not fruity why so close?
[bc theyre looking at a computer, ik... still]
1st pic: Season 1, episode 1
2nd pic: Season 4, episode 12
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