#Justice for Prentiss

[zoomclown]

I can empathize with her for both of those reasons, but also because she came to the institute looking for help, but never realized they never intended to help her.

The whole time all they wanted was to witness her suffering. Watch her lose herself. Watch her squirm.

Like a bug being burned by a microscope.

you know, i can emphasize with jane prentiss. not just cause of the “wanting to be loved” thing, though i can for that as well.

but if i constantly had that bug bite itchy feeling, i’d probably start killing people too.

[starkillerbass]

Women in suits

[k0rt-j3st3r]

cowboy Richard Rider anyone???

props to @kilovanity cause I literally got this idea from seeing your cowboy Booster Gold and RAN to go draw a silly superhero cowboy LMAO

the rest of the page of silly new warriors doodles below :3

[ninugh29]

Im on CM 3x2 and I can’t get over the fact that all these people seem to know that Reid has a drug problem and NO ONE CARES????? “What could I have told her” “…that one of my agents might have a serious drug problem which I didn’t report” AND Y’ALL JUST DONT GAF????

[chernobog13]

The Justice League as depicted by writer/artist Alan Davis (inks by Mark Farmer, colors by John Kalisz, letters by Patricia Prentiss) in the Elseworlds tale JLA: Another Nail (2004).

[heizenka]

(❛) - request  (✿) - fluff  (✯) - angst 

spencer reid

redemption in betrayal - ✯,✿

you're wanted for three murders, and in order to catch you they call in dr. spencer reid. your former partner.

loss of my life - ✯

the team finds you after you'd been abducted by an unsub, but in every scenario spencer had imagined when they found you, this was the one that pulled the floor from beneath him.

derek morgan

coming soon

copyright 2021 heizenka, all rights reserved. I do not allow my creations to be published of translated anywhere else so please do not repost.

[heckcareoxytwit]

Mad Thinker and his assistant, Primus, spy on the New Warriors and the recruits who are minding their business.

Dagger was briefly recruited as a New Warrior for one-time and she's arguing with her partner Cloak until both of them leave in a huff. Neither Cloak nor Dagger are aware that they are watched by Mad Thinker and Primus disguised as a taxi.

Speedball and Rage are having their dinner and as they leave the cafe, they are spied on by Mad Thinker and Primus who took the form as a dog.

At the apartment, Alex Power's siblings are angry with him for taking their powers without their permission when he went off to fight Sphinx. Alex retorts that he is doing this to "protect" his younger siblings from further harm but none of them buy his claims. Primus who is disguised as Stimpy T-Shirt, is overhearing the argument from the Power Siblings and then, it reports back to its master.

Richard Rider and Nita are having their fun time in the bathroom, unaware that they are watched by Primus disguised as a rubber ducky. Once they leave the bathroom, Primus morphs itself into a creepy anthromorphic rubber duck and it reports to Mad Thinker about what it had heard from the couple.

At the Crashpad headquarters, the New Warriors are discussing with each other until they are interrupted by Mad Thinker who goes on his long-winded speech on TV about their progress and how much New Warriors have grown. After Mad Thinker and Primus leave, Silhouette and Bandit leave the New Warriors for personal reasons.

New Warriors v1 #51, 1994

[newwarriorsforever]

The New Warriors character sheets by Mark Bagley 

[thisiswhereikeepdcthings]

To clarify: This is not a case of both universes existing simultaneously. This is an inexplicably-dropped-into-an-entirely-different-universe crossover.

This is not necessarily about which is your favorite character out of these (although it could be. Who am I to tell you what to do here). This is about what would be the most chaotic, the most cursed, the most barely-justifiable plot-wise. The worst, if you will.

And, since there are far more than ten characters I can imagine dumping into the world of Batman and the Justice League with no valid reasoning, there will be more.

The post I made so I can actually add links as a I go because I can’t edit polls

[redhoodie1723]

the team, plus will, minus rossi

for Criminal Minds x DC Week (@criminalmindsxdcc) Day 1: JusticeLeague!BAU, everyone is a Leaguer except one

i got lazy on the last one (which I might finish later), but here’s is the S7 team as the JL

Superman: Morgan because he is seen as a strong protector, is committed to finding the Truth/Justice, is a leader on the team, more sociable than others on the team.

Batman: Hotch because he is the team leader, stoic and silent, is known for being a father, kind and can be humorous under the surface.

Wonder Woman: Prentiss because she is a leader, doesn’t enjoy fighting but is willing and good at it when it comes down to that, a moral compass that is strong but willing to dip down to morally gray, is good with kids.

Zatanna: Garcia because she can work magic, technological or otherwise, has a good sense of flirting humor, has even better fashion sense, and is willing to be a little morally gray to help out those she loves.

Flash: Reid because he is really smart, talks fast, excitable, deals with a lot of guilt, and is always trying to see the good in others.

Black Canary: JJ because she is known for using her voice (Canary Cry vs Media Liaison), iconically blonde, doesn’t take any grief from men, and is very good at hand to hand combat.

Green Arrow: Will because he’s a simp for JJ.

[lilliesm]

WHY EVERYTIME I SEE A SAPPHIC COUPLE THE PRODUCERS DONT SEE IT?????????

[badbcatha]

New Warriors’s parallel

New Warriors v5 #5, 2014 /  Night Thrasher v1 #1, 1993

[babygirl-garcia]

It’s her ☹️ face for me

"Feels like it's more than a crisp white."

[sundrop-writes]

Hiii !! I wanted to request a reaction for Derek, Emily and Spencer

When Single Parent! Reader (GN is fine !!) has to bring their daughter to the BAU for a little bit and she won't stop following the Character around and doesn't want to leave "her new friend" when its time to go? Thank you sm in advance if you write it !! 💕💕

i might swing by later with a dif request, this was the first thing my sleep ridden brain blessed me with ;p

I love this so much (I have been in such a parent fic mood since writing the Dad Spence fic, Star thank you so much) - I think this idea is so adorable, I love it!!!

(I wrote Derek's part and then trailed off and left this in my drafts for a few days, so sorry if there's a huge disconnect between the characters' parts. Ooops.)

Requests are currently - OPEN

How would Derek Morgan, Emily Prentiss, and Spencer Reid react to your daughter becoming attached to them? (Derek, Emily, and Spencer x GN!Reader)

Warnings: mentions of corporate/white collar crimes (embezzlement, etc.); mentions of the reader being threatened by white collar criminals, mentions of criminals threatening to kill a child; as it says in the title, the reader has a daughter but the reader's gender is not described in any way; surprisingly, for this one, I didn't give the daughter a name. idk, I think that's it. (Edit: now fixed so that the reader is actually fully GN and I am so sorry about the mistake before!!!)

It was a pretty basic case. You were an attorney working on a large company merger - you had found evidence of millions of dollars being embezzled, and when you had copied the files with the intention of bringing them to the IRS, you had started receiving threatening letters. It weighed on your conscience - you knew that the men who ran the company had more than enough money and resources to make you disappear, likely leaving your daughter an orphan, leaving her to wonder what had happened to you for the rest of her life. When you received another letter with photos of your daughter at her preschool attached, now threatening her - you had made your decision fully.

You took your files and evidence to the BAU - you had met Rossi at a seminar he gave, talking about how sociopathy is incredibly common in corporate circles - how sociopaths do very well in corporate jobs due to their driven, goal oriented, emotionless nature. And warning signs to look out for if someone is using those traits to cross into dangerous territory. It was a seminar you had gone to out of curiosity, but you were glad that you had taken his card and you were able to contact him now.

He invited you to the BAU, and the team offered to take your case - to find out who was threatening you and bring them to justice.

Derek found you incredibly beautiful.

He was intrigued by your looks at first, and when Hotch mentioned that someone needed to interview you and get the full details from you in order for the team to get a better perspective on the case, Derek volunteered immediately. He hadn't gotten a full briefing - too eager to get to talk to you.

He came into the room with a bottle of water for you, looking to comfort you with his smile and his charms, and he was surprised when Penelope came back into the room and a small girl came barreling toward you, incredibly excited to tell you that she had gotten M&Ms from the vending machine (which Penelope had taken her to).

Typically, Derek didn't go for people who had kids. Any other time, with any other person - it would have immediately turned him off. It would have dampened your attractiveness in his eyes. He generally had a 'no single parents' policy, because he thought that dating someone with kids was just a lot of baggage. But seeing you - he was immediately taken with you. And seeing you with your daughter, somehow made you instantly more attractive.

And he thought the way that you scooped your daughter up into your lap and let her feed you M&Ms with her chubby little fingers was all too cute. It was unprofessional, but the case definitely wasn't the only thing on his mind that day.

Penelope took your daughter out of the room again while Derek interviewed you, and it was only when you spoke of the fear you felt for your daughter - the potential of her being her by the anonymous person, that you actually teared up. Derek couldn't help but to pull you in close, holding you tight in an effort to comfort you (secretly loving how tightly you hugged him back) - and it was in that moment that he vowed to himself that he would do whatever it took to protect you and your child. He would always keep the two of you out of harm's way.

And he certainly tried his hardest to accommodate your daughter when he found out that the two of you would be sticking around the office for the day - to ensure that you would be protected until the team found out who had sent the threats. He got her a kids meal with a toy when he ordered lunch, he knew there wasn't much in the office in the way of "toys" - but he swung by Garcia's office borrowed something she had that was fuzzy and lights up (with the promise of returning it) and he scrounged up a blank pad of paper and some coloured pens so your daughter could have something to do.

It wasn't surprising when she excitedly ran over to his desk and gave him a picture she had drawn of him - a very cartoonish muscled man with his same facial hair and an eggish bald head. His exaggerated features in the picture made you and Morgan laugh, and before you left the BAU for the day (when your safety was assured and the local police were on their way to arrest the men who had made the threats to you) - you found a different pen and wrote your number on the bottom corner of the picture for him.

He knew that something in you had changed him when he started thinking about taking you on a first date in the park - something your daughter could enjoy as well, rather than considering what bar or late night restaurant he was going to take you to.

Emily was surprised by the entire thing.

She hadn't been around children since, well - she was one. Due to events in her past, and due to the way her mother treated her, she never imagined herself being a parent. Ever. She was someone who thought that she was just naturally terrible with kids, like her own mom was. She hadn't met the person she thought that she could settle down with, so she never thought that kids were in the cards for her. So it definitely caught her off guard when your daughter seemed to take to her like a duck to water.

It was in her natural instinct to comfort you. You were so shaken up about the whole thing, the anonymous danger lurking in your life - and she took some extra time to assure you that things were going to be okay, that the team was the best, and they were going to catch whoever was doing this.

She thought it was a natural kindness to get down on your daughter's level and ask what she was playing with, to compliment her cute little doll and then take her down the hallway to grab a snack to give you a few minutes to breathe. The little girl was sweet and Emily didn't mind spending some extra time with her.

On their way back along, your daughter plucked a crossword puzzle book off Emily's desk and asked what it was, and Emily explained it - so then she took a few minutes to find some crosswords for children online and printed them out, and when she came to delivery them, alone with some pens, your daughter enthusiastically asked if Emily would sit and 'show her' - and while you said that Emily was busy and had other work to do, Emily shrugged and said she had a few minutes to spare. Again, she thought it was common manners, sitting with the girl on her lap while she guided her through the puzzles, praising her intellect when she got the answers right.

She didn't see the way you were looking at the pair, pure affection bubbling up in your eyes.

When the day was over, and it was cleared as safe for you and your daughter to return home, the little girl let out a loud complaint that she didn't want to leave her 'new friend Emily' - and Emily couldn't have predicted the way that those words tugged at something in her chest. She didn't know what led her to kneeling down at the girl's level, promising to see her that weekend when she had a free day - that was, if you didn't mind. Getting nothing but a bright smile from you, and feeling a certain spark there.

(She had to resist the urge to punch Morgan in the ribs when she walked back to her desk to nothing but teasing, how she was getting 'the whole family package' on 'her first date'.)

Spencer found the whole thing (secretly) adorable.

It is no secret that Spencer loves kids. He is very good with kids, and it's clear by the way he acts around kids that he definitely wants kids of his own someday. He hasn't met 'the one' yet - the person that he's going to have kids with. Whether that's through the natural, old-fashioned way or through adoption. But he did always imagine that if he raised kids of his own, it would be from infancy.

He never imagined that the person he was meant to be with would stumble into his life with a child that was already walking and talking - but when he met you and your daughter, it felt so right. Even if the circumstances were a bit dark.

He interviewed you about the whole situation, and when you apologized for crying and getting emotional, he was quick to assure you that it was natural - you were shaking, and though Spencer was usually someone to avoid touch, he found his need to hold you so overwhelming. He didn't regret his choice to wrap his arms around you when you hugged him back tightly.

When your daughter burst into the room (no longer occupied making paper airplanes with Emily and JJ), she was quick to ask why you were crying, extending out a small chubby finger to point at you, seemingly warbling with half-baked tears of her own at seeing you so upset. Spencer knelt down and assured her that everything was going to be okay, and then he moved to distract her by taking the little paper airplane out of her hand and telling her that he knew a trick to make it fly so much farther.

And he did. It was simple aerodynamics and folding techniques. And then they stood near the top of the bullpen, silently trying to get Morgan to look up by flying planes onto his desk - and the man couldn't bring himself to get too mad when he heard childish giggling coming from your daughter every few minutes.

You truly felt those butterflies for Spencer turn into more when he showed your daughter a trick that ended with a fake flower somehow coming out of his sleeve - something feathery and pink that he tucked behind her ear for her to keep, having her smiling and laughing brightly on a day where you had been wracked with worry, fearing for her life.

By the time the day was over and both of your safety was assured, you weren't surprised that she didn't want to leave him. And you made the bold move, telling him (rather than asking him) - that he should come over for dinner and a movie on Saturday, and then leaning over to gently whisper in his ear that the two of you could enjoy a another, more adult flick after your daughter was tucked into bed. Your daughter was too excited at the prospect of seeing Spencer again, tugging on his pant leg, waiting for him to agree - and he was speechless at the implications of what you had said.

He couldn't even think of the word 'no' if he tried.

So, it was a date, then.

Criminal Minds Masterlist

[dan-the-womans-blog]

Hi! I hope I’m not too late on request but I LOVE the idea of a bimbo reader with Spencer Reid. Could you write one where she is actually really smart (Emily and Spencer smart) and she has amazing style (I’m thinking Megan fox in Jennifer’s body type style). Spencer has this huge fat raging crush on her and always gets super nervous around her and vice versa?

If you don’t like the idea it’s obviously okay, I’m new to requesting things but I thought I would ask!

THANK YOU

NO PROBLEM!

The act of writing distracts me from the real world so thanks it's great timing actually ¯⁠\⁠_⁠(⁠☯⁠෴⁠☯⁠)⁠_⁠/⁠¯

Title: Kryptonite

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The BAU was buzzing with activity when you arrived, your entrance as much a statement as your style. Heads turned as you made your way into the bullpen, your red heels clicking against the polished floor. Your fitted dress—a soft blush pink with a plunging neckline—hugged your curves just right, and your gold earrings swayed with every step.

Emily Prentiss leaned over her desk, smirking as she nudged Derek Morgan. "Here comes Spencer's kryptonite."

Derek grinned, folding his arms. "Poor kid’s gonna faint before he gets a word out today."

You breezed past their desks, offering them a warm smile. "Morning, Emily. Derek."

"Morning, gorgeous," Derek said, flashing you his signature charm.

"Nice dress, Y/N," Emily added, her tone teasing. "You know, this is a federal building, not Paris Fashion Week, right?"

You laughed, stopping briefly at her desk. "What can I say? I like to keep things interesting."

"Oh, you’re doing that," Derek quipped.

Across the bullpen, Spencer Reid sat stiffly at his desk, pretending to read the file in front of him. In reality, he was hyper-aware of your every move. His fingers toyed with the edge of his notebook, and his heart pounded as he tried to calm his nerves.

When you finally approached his desk, he felt like the air had been knocked out of his lungs.

"Good morning, Dr. Reid," you said, placing a file on his desk. Your perfume was light but intoxicating, and the way you leaned slightly toward him made his palms sweat.

"H-Hi, Y/N," he stammered, eyes darting between your face and the file.

"Busy day?" you asked, your tone light and playful.

"Uh, yeah. Lots of, um, cases. Profiles. Stuff," he mumbled, cursing himself internally for being so awkward.

From across the room, JJ leaned against Hotch’s desk, watching the interaction unfold with an amused smile. "Do you think Spencer will ever actually talk to her without tripping over his words?" she whispered.

Hotch glanced over, his expression as neutral as ever. "Doubtful."

You tilted your head, studying Spencer with a small smile. "You seem nervous, Spence. Everything okay?"

"Nervous? No! Why would I be nervous? I’m not nervous," he blurted, his voice cracking slightly.

Emily couldn’t help herself. "Reid, if you get any redder, you’re going to set off the fire alarms."

"Emily!" Spencer groaned, burying his face in his hands.

You laughed, your hand lightly brushing his arm. "Don’t listen to her. I think it’s sweet."

Spencer peeked at you through his fingers, his blush deepening. "You do?"

"Of course," you said, your voice softening.

---

Later, in the conference room, the team gathered to discuss the case. You took a seat at the head of the table, confidently laying out your analysis of the unsub’s language patterns.

"The use of archaic phrasing and formal sentence structure suggests someone who’s either highly educated or attempting to appear that way," you explained, flipping through your notes. "Additionally, the recurring themes in their letters—justice, punishment, purification—indicate a fixation on moral absolutes. This unsub likely has a rigid worldview shaped by trauma or indoctrination."

The room was silent for a moment before Rossi spoke up. "Impressive work, Y/N. You should teach a class in profiling."

You smiled. "I’ll leave that to the experts. I just like piecing puzzles together."

Spencer, who had been quietly marveling at your intelligence, finally found his voice. "Y-You’re really good at it," he said, his tone sincere.

"Thanks, Spence," you said, giving him a warm smile that made his heart race.

After the meeting, Emily and Derek cornered him in the hallway.

"So, Genius," Derek said, slapping Spencer on the back. "When are you gonna ask her out?"

"I—I don’t know what you’re talking about," Spencer stammered, avoiding their knowing looks.

"Oh, please," Emily said, rolling her eyes. "You’ve been in love with her since the day she walked in here."

Spencer groaned. "Can we not do this right now?"

---

At the end of the day, as you packed up your things, Spencer nervously approached your desk.

"Y/N," he started, his voice shaky.

You looked up, your expression softening. "Yes, Spence?"

"I was wondering if… maybe you’d like to go out for coffee sometime? Or tea. Or, um, whatever you like to drink," he rushed out.

You blinked, momentarily stunned by his courage. Then, a slow smile spread across your face. "I’d love to."

"R-Really?" he asked, his eyes wide with disbelief.

"Really," you said, stepping closer. "Pick me up at seven. And don’t be late, Doctor."

As you walked away, Emily and Derek appeared from around the corner, both grinning like kids on Christmas morning.

"Finally!" Emily whispered.

Derek chuckled. "Took him long enough."

Spencer, still frozen in place, couldn’t stop the goofy smile that spread across his face.

---

Let me know if there’s anything else you’d like to see from me, requests are always open!

[ssa-atlas-alvez]

So nor a part of Cowboy Reader but what about BAU x (secret) Mob Boss Reader?

Reader is working with the BAU team. If the team accidentally let's a criminal walk free like someone who murdered kids for no reason, Reader sends one of his mob members after them. Reader also knows how to make the criminal's deaths look like accidents or self-killings since he's a Profiler. He can also make people become "runaways" if he's the one to come across a crime scene first

Hiya, sorry this is a bit short, I hope you like it! :)

Warnings: mentions of murder, guns, gun shot, amputation mentions too, alcohol consumption

“Hotch, we can’t just let him leave.” You said, motioning angrily in the direction of the unsub, who was now being shown out.

“We can’t find any hard evidence it was him, (Y/N).” Hotch sighed, “I don’t like it either, but it’s a part of the job. We can’t find any evidence tying him to the murders.”

“But he did it.” You groaned slightly. “And now he just gets to walk?”

“There’s nothing we can do.” Hotch said, “We’ve got nothing to link him and they’ve asked us to leave.”

You just gave a quiet huff, taking a sip of your coffee. It was annoying, but it’s okay, you had you own way to still ensure justice. 

“We leave tomorrow morning.”

“Man this sucks.” Morgan rubbed a hand over his face. “I say we go back, relax for a few and then regroup at the bar.”

“I’m in.”

When you were back to the hotel room, you grabbed your burner phone, thankful you had your own room. Dialing one of your Lieutenants, Andrew. 

“Boss.” Andrew greeted, answering the phone on the second dial. 

“I want you to get rid of someone.”

“Who?”

“His name’s Frank Colbert. How quick can you get it done?”

“Within the hour.” Andrew said, “I’ve got soldier’s stationed nearby.”

“Good.” And with that, you hung up.

You took a few moments to freshen up before heading downstairs to the hotel bar, only Prentiss and Morgan were there currently.

A few drinks in, Hotch’s phone rung loudly. “Excuse me.” Hotch said, answering the phone. “Hello?”

You were all silent around him, the others wondering what was going on, whilst you mentally thanks Andrew, reminding yourself to buy him a bottle of Scotch for Christmas. 

“Colbert’s dead.” Hotch said, moving the phone from his ear. “Shot, one bullet to the head with his left hand removed.”

“Just like the ones in California, Washington and Texas?” JJ asked, frowning.

“It would seem that way, yes.”