#criminal minds david rossi

[criminal-mindsincorrect]

Therapist, on a meeting with Reid : And what do we do when we are sad ?

Reid : Get a new PhD.

Therapist : No-

Morgan : Flirt with cute girls.

Therapist : ...What ? Wait, where did you come from ?

Garcia : Buy way too much cute stuff to forget.

Hotch : Work way too much.

Rossi : Hyper focus and be paranoid about killers.

Therapist, clearly not ready for this, or for people popping out of nowhere : Wait-

Emily : Fake death while getting high.

JJ : Close up and be completely silent.

Therapist :

Therapist, throwing their files on the ground : ...Nope. I quit.

[flinttcanwriteipromise]

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?!

[multifandomangel]

rossi treating / protecting seaver like a daughter is actually killing me, like i've screamed at least three times

[reveseke]

Learning that Spencer betrayed the team — Headcanons

; CM & spiderverse crossover AU — Black widow!spider!reader & ally!Spencer AU. Prentiss, JJ, Hotch, Rossi, Gideon, Garcia, Morgan.

No warnings really to be mentioned.

Requested by 🕷️anon.

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Penelope Garcia

Garcia was of course upset after learning that Spence had used her for information on things he couldn't access himself.

I think Garcia was the one that accidentally outed Spence out to one of the girls when talking about his behavior and requests for information that didn't help the current cases (/asking for information during off-duty hours etc) and how strange she found it to be.

Having her own suspicions about it, but she ultimately felt a bit horrible for thinking that Spence might have been collecting information for nefarious things.

Emily Prentiss

She was surprised, honestly, the last thing she would have expected from the boy genius was to be told that Spence had been stealing information from the FBI databases.

Rightfully a little upset but looking back on the behavior she probably was one to notice some things that didn't align with Spence or seemed odd. Personally I think she has a fine eye for small details. (Stepping out to take a seemingly random phone call, unrelated questions, etc.)

A bit upset afterwards but understanding I think, I mean she lived a double life at some point.

JJ.

Angry possibly, she gives me the vibes of being angry about it as a first reaction for some reason.

She's a liaison for the team, and I think there have been presented cases that have gone missing from her office bc of Spence bc they were related to something BW! Reader was on about (or possibly something that Spence didn't think the team could handle and thus would have let BW! Reader handle.)

She'd possibly be one of the most passive aggressive ones towards Spence afterwards?? Wouldn't be unheard of tbh.

Derek Morgan

The guy has a streak of being angry at his friends for doing something, especially if it deals with heavy topics and trauma. (Specifically looking at the Prentiss coming back from ""the death"" scene.)

He'd be angry, really ducking angry probably. Bc is this the same guy he viewed like a younger brother, teased about shit, AND PUT HIS LIFE IN THE HANDS OF?? Just for him to turn out to be a traitor who stole government information.

Betrayal utter betrayal and anger, skip any grief feeling of feeling like he lost a friend to the anger part probs at first.

Slowly calms down. But angry af.

Aaron Hotchner

Aa aa My man's really disappointed !! In REID. Like nah, why'd you do that. He'd be disappointed not only as a friend but as Reid's superior.

He'd keep Reid at an arms length afterwards & still make it known in his blunt way that he's disappointed in him and tell it to his ways as well.

By all means upset & disappointed. He'd still listen to reason on why Reid did it even through his anger.

David Rossi

If this happened around the time he was already in the team he'd be initially disappointed and angry.

Of course he'd give Reid a lecture about it and probs at first even listen to his reasonings if they were asked (long holding anger type.).

But after things cooled down enough he'd be listening to the reasonings. Of course he still wouldn't be happy about the situation but at least he's listening.

Like Gideon beneath, he'd somewhat understand the reasoning, I mean. He probably has done something in similar vein when it came to covering a friend's ass & so on even before meeting Gideon properly (thinking about his own background or what I remember of it lol)

IF THIS HAPPENED before he joined the team! Rossi would be disappointed and keep an eye on Reid but he wouldn't be as angry as mentioned above.

Jason Gideon

If this was during the time Gideon was still around with the team, he'd probably be sternly disappointed in Spence in the same fashion like a father to a son. Gives me the vibes, honestly, same with Rossi & Hotch.

But he'd be somewhat more understanding of the reasons that Spence did it. I mean sticking your head out for a cause you and your friend with the risk of getting caught!

But like, don't tell me that Gideon hasn't done something in the similar vein with Rossi at some point when they started the BAU (+ with the current team as well iirc but I might be wrong). This is something I believe in and folks can pry it out of my cold dead hands lol.

[jester-jpeg]

do you have cg rossi and little hotch/nf? I feel like it'd be sorta cute

:: little hotch + cg rossi moodboard .ᐟ ✦ ::

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here’s you go <33 tysm for the request i’m sorry it took a while :(

i stg i posted this already response already though, i have vivid memories of me typing out a couple headcanons for you. anyways, here u go, i’m super duper tired so i’m not gonna do the hcs again, i might type them in the comments later. REQUESTS OPEN (also plz go do my poll)

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[peachy-lemon83]

Spoilers Criminal Minds S15 E4 Saturday ahead

I love the criminal minds episode Saturday. What a breath of fresh air for most of it (except the you know stalking case but even that feels almost like a breath of fresh air and a important topic change, bc stalking doesn’t always get taking seriously but this isn’t situation where multiple people are dead like normal cases, it’s Garcia relating and wanting to help one of the people taking her workshop, and it has a different vibe then Maeve’s case where it very much felt dark dramatic tones of plot and one of favorite characters love on being at risk, while this one has literal more light tones, the apartment was very bright to the usual scenes we see on top of the other stuff going on in this episode just brightens it as well)

I love Max, I love Max, I always forget how much I love Max, especially when she starts off feeling like Spencer’s being creepy when he’s like obviously leaning away from this kid (but of course it’s her nephew like protective instincts definitely reacted there). But seriously, I love her goofing off and bringing Spencer into this “I can have funny in silly goofy way” vibes. And as we all sometimes forget Spencer didn’t get a normal childhood where he really got to be a kid a ton so this definitely feels like it’s bringing a bit of his inner child out.

The crazy neighbor trying to sue Emily for a crazy reason. Like come on this is so funny and something you hear from a decent amount of people. Like neighbors are something sometimes…

And Tara “you owe me so many drinks for this” before handling him lmao

(I also love Tara, I also forget how much I love Tara. Bringing another person with a PhD and how there’s two “it’s Dr” people! And her “your mom” jokes. I love them. I love her being a smart and serious woman who can also play these like middle school kid jokes lmao)

And then we have Matt, with he new coming child, struggling with money and building furniture. And Rossi coming and helping him! Especially when Rossi never got to do that for his kids (at least as far as I remember I was jumping around and then got sucked into watching them mostly in order by Reids prison arc lmao)

“Good find me” Max

And in a fun way not a serial killer catch me like Cat

(And the look on JJs face realizing he’s finally looking at someone who makes him so happy, something they didn’t really get to see with Maeve bc it was so secretive)

[butterflydudescape]

hello may I request a David Rossi (criminal minds) stimbord with gray fluffy and soft things like blankets :) hope you have a great day !!^^

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Fluffy, grey stimboard of David Rossi (Criminal Minds) for @xoxo-candigutz !! hope you enjoy :)

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Requests are: Open!

Request box at 2.

[ddejavvu]

Could you do a criminal minds x reader where reader is viewed as super sweet and dresses brighter and stuff like Penelope but one day they have to come in like super late/by surprise so everyone is in their normal clothes and the bau sees that reader has a big ass, super cool tattoo? And they’re all surprised and stuff

You're looking less-than professional in your backless halter top when you take your seat at the round table, but no one bats an eye until you stand from the chair to leave. Hotch's call of 'Wheels up in 20' means that the room clears as everyone hunts for their gobags, and the second you turn your back to your coworkers a litany of reactions fill the space.

Of course, the most dramatic is from Garcia, but you hear enough to count all of your coworkers, except one. Hotch's brows are raised when you turn back to see them, though - apparently he's not above being startled.

"Woah, hot stuff," Prentiss calls, a grin spreading over her face, "You've got some nice ink back there!"

"I didn't know you had tattoos," JJ muses, staring at you with curious amusement like she's recalculating your image in her mind, "That's really intricate. I like it."

"Oh, it's-" You reach a hand up to stroke awkwardly over the inked skin, "I kind of forgot you'd never seen it before."

"Turn around again!" Garcia gushes, "I wanna look at it."

You spin on command, and Hotch and Rossi are kind enough not to gawp with the others, passing you on their way to the door.

"You've got guts, kid," Rossi grimaces, "I've been in a lot of pain before, but I don't know if I'd willingly sit there for all of that."

"I wouldn't," Hotch shakes his head with a good-natured smile, "Haley and I got small, matching ones in college, and I had a hard time with that one."

"Is that based off of Norse mythology?" Spencer pokes his head around your shoulder to stare bright-eyed at you, "Some of the symbols remind me of-"

"It's just a sick-ass tattoo, Reid." Morgan shoves at his shoulder. peering avidly at the art, "Don't ruin this for everyone."

Reid takes the shove like a champion, smiling kindly, albeit awkwardly at you as he moves for the door himself, "I like it."

"Thanks, Reid," You call, flinching slightly as a hand traces one of the symbols on your back.

"Ooh! Sorry, pumpkin," Garcia calls, the hand drawn away in a flash, "I got too grabby. I just think it's really cool," she takes your hand, leading you towards the door while the others follow to continue staring at your tattoo, "I'd show you my own body art, but it's not really in a spot that I can display in the workplace."

"Well this I've gotta see," Morgan teases, "Let's all huddle in the bathroom on the jet, babygirl, and see what you're hiding."

"It is not for your eyes, Derek Morgan," She huffs, though she's grinning at his attempt. The look in her eyes suggests that the tattoo is not for his eyes because it's something to do with him, and you're eager to giggle over whatever part of her body she's tatted 'babygirl' over later.

For now, though, you rifle through your gobag and shrug on a cardigan, effectively covering your back and its ink.

"It is a crying shame to cover up that artwork," Prentiss laments, "I bet it looks awesome peeking over tank tops."

"You'll see it again at the hotel," You laugh, "I have plans to use the jacuzzi before we leave."

"A jacuzzi sounds fantastic," JJ sighs, "But let's all of us agree that Morgan isn't invited - I wanna see Garcia's tattoo."

[scarlettjemily]

Gonna tell my kids this was One Direction

[pillowprincess4logan]

" We're looking for a white male, approximately mid to late 30s, between 5"6 to 6"2 "

" wheels up in 30 "

[seonghwadyke]

[criminal-mindsincorrect]

Garcia : If I blended Red Bull, five hour energy, monster, coffee and hot Cheetos into an energy smoothie, would it kill me ?

Tara : I mean, only if you die.

Garcia, getting the blender : Imma do it

Rossi : Garcia nO-

[guiltyc0nscience]

elle greenaway and spencer reid:

[starchaser45]

Emily only allowing herself to cry when she's in Spencer's arms cause she's sure he's safe is my Roman Empire

[bobadiin]

last day of autism awareness month please be aware of him

[chithereader]

jealousy, jealousy / aaron hotchner

here’s my masterlist! pairing: aaron hotchner x bau!reader / shy!reader word count: 2.4k genre & cw: fluff, a little jealousy and pining angst if u squint, mentions of made-up case, different use of cm character a/n: thank u so much for all the support i've been getting on my fics!! hope you love this one as much as i do, i really enjoyed writing this one the most!

Today was a bad day. That much was clear. From the moment you woke up to the minute you arrived at the BAU– you’re convinced that the universe has simply gone the extra mile to make your life a little harder. 

You slept through your alarm and a few phone calls from Garcia, making your morning stressful and complete chaos. You didn’t have time to grab a cup of coffee or a snack, and apparently you also didn’t have time to remove the colorful pimple patches that adorned your face. 

Your blouse is buttoned asymmetrically, your hair resembling a bird's nest, and you left your ID at home, making your arrival more delayed as you had to employ Garcia’s help in presenting a copy of your ID to let you through. 

That too was not without stress given that your phone was on the verge of dying as you were in the call, but thankfully you could finally breathe in the elevator. Or so you thought. 

There were two things that immediately caught you off guard as you walked into the bullpen: one, almost all the desks were deserted and two, Reid and Morgan were watching you- as if waiting for your reaction, which led you to look around in anticipation. Is there a surprise? A prank? Did I miss a patch? I’m…wearing pants, right? 

Not wanting to prolong your search, you look at the two for any indication or clue. Tilting your head to the side as if to ask what? But to your surprise, they both nod their heads in one direction. Oh.

Strauss was in Hotch’s office, along with Rossi and a woman you don’t recognize. Hotch looked a bit tense, Strauss firm, Rossi is as relaxed as ever, and the woman… is looking directly at Hotch. Just Hotch. Huh. 

You were stood just shy of your desk when you shook thoughts out of your head, slowly approaching your desk to settle your things. Dozens of scenarios were running through your head, trying to make sense of new additions to an otherwise normal day. 

But the way she was studying him made your chest tight like someone was stepping on it.. and you couldn’t figure out why. 

You approach the two rascals only to lean on Derek’s desk as you whisper under your breath, “What’s happening there?” 

Morgan shrugs but his focused face remains, “I don’t know, kid. I tried Garcia but she doesn’t have a clue either.” Eyes studying the people in the room, noting anything that could tell them something. 

Mulling over more possibilities, you hum in response. Turning to Reid, you ask him- hoping that his eidetic memory can tell you anything about the woman even if they’d only met in passing. 

“Do you know anything, Spence?” But Reid only pouts at you, a sign that he’s thought about it hard but is coming up empty. 

Shaking his head, he soberly replies, “No..I don’t think so. I– I’ve never seen her before. Sorry.” 

Before any more thoughts could be voiced between the three of you, the door to Hotch’s office opens and all four of them file out- the woman walking a little too close to Hotch. 

-

You’re approaching your usual seat on the jet beside Morgan and across from Hotch when suddenly Agent Seaver overtakes you and sits on your seat. Caught by surprise, your eyes instinctively go to Hotch who’s already looking at you. 

He nods to himself, moving from the aisle seat to the one by the window. But it appears Agent Seaver misunderstood his gesture and moved beside him, “Oh! Thank you, sir.” Even going as far as touching his arm and leaning closely. 

Now, you’ve never been a violent person. Rage has just never overcome your senses like that but today.. of all days– you couldn’t help the image of spilling your hot chocolate all over her cream blouse. 

You don’t even notice that you’re frowning as you sit beside Morgan, somehow still unaware of how much their closeness really upsets you. You honestly thought you’ve maintained an expressionless face until Morgan looks up from his file and leans close to whisper in your ear, “You’ll need claws not paws, baby girl.” Winking at you as you separate. 

You steal a glance at Hotch only to see him watching you and Morgan with furrowed brows. He almost looks normal if it weren’t for the clenching of his jaw that’s his tell of irritation. Moving your gaze to Seaver, in case you missed something that’s causing his new mood, you find her reading the case file. 

As you return your gaze on Hotch, you watch as Seaver touches his arm again and engages him in conversation about the case. It’s through the whole jet ride that you had to stomach the constant Agent Hotchner, Agent Hotchner! paired with a giggle or a slight touch. UGH!

If it weren’t for Strauss personally recommending Agent Seaver as a consultant for this case, you would have done– …still absolutely nothing. You had no claim whatsoever over Hotch. Morgan and Rossi may tease the two of you occasionally, forcing that he treats you specially or whatever but his behavior could simply be chalked off as him being a good and attentive boss. 

And yes, okay fine. You may have some moments here and there… but! they could honestly just be built up in your head because of the feelings you have for him. Like when he said he likes it when you stare? Come on, being stared at can be flattering and that’s just a universal truth. 

- 

After a whole day of coming up with theories, visiting crime scenes and M.E.’s, you’re all completely spent. Lounging in the makeshift discussion room, all of you are still working tirelessly on the case given that the unsub’s on a spree and his timeline is alarmingly short. 

Reid’s been silently staring at the board for 20 minutes while Morgan’s pretending to read files of potential suspects with his legs stretched out and feet on the table, “This is impossible. We just don’t have enough.” He exclaims as he tosses the file on the table with a thud. 

To the left of Morgan, you’re also silently mulling over files of potential suspects. Not wanting to admit that he’s right, you guys don’t have enough…bodies. You barely have anything on the guy, barely any clues- for a working profile. 

You sigh heavily, peeling your eyes off the paper and looking at the board. “Reid?” The boy genius shakes his head softly, confirming that the known dump sites don’t say much about the unsub’s comfort zones or hunting ground. 

You suddenly wonder where Seaver, Hotch and Rossi are. You and Morgan got back to the precinct at around 11PM, and you realize you haven’t seen any of them, “Where are the others?” 

Morgan, in an effort to lighten the mood, jumps at the chance to tease you, “Hmm. I think what you’re really asking is: Where’s Hotch and is he with Seaver?” He punches your arm lightly, making it obvious he’s only teasing. 

The smug, playful smile on his face makes you fight one of your own, desperately trying to not give yourself away, “Shut up,” hitting him in the head softly with the file in your hand. 

While you two were exchanging playful glares, Reid interjects, “Seaver wanted to turn in early since she’s also the one meeting with the families tomorrow so Hotch brought her to the hotel.” 

You instantly lift your gaze to him and watch as he removes the marker’s cap and scribbles rapidly on the board, quickly adding “And I’m pretty sure Rossi’s getting us coffee from the diner around the block.” 

You want to blame it on your exhaustion– your inability and ineffectiveness at hiding how you truly feel about what Reid just revealed to you, groaning loudly in pain and frustration. You put your head in your hands, muffling the sounds you’re making that are somehow a combination of a laugh and a sob. 

Morgan understands your reaction immediately and laughs out loud. 

“It’s not funny!” There was honestly no point in hiding it. As much as Morgan teased you, you knew he wouldn’t tell anyway, and Reid.. well, he was honestly an even better keeper of secrets than Morgan, Rossi and Garcia. 

He puts a hand on your shoulder to comfort you, “Baby girl, worry not. You know you hold a special place in boss man’s heart.” Then gripping both your wrists to pry your hands off your face. 

Pressing your face even further into your hands, you let out a muffled version of “That’s not true!” that came out more as “Daffs noft thwu!” 

When Morgan successfully pries your hands off your face, you’re surprised to see Reid’s moved from the board to behind Morgan, half leaning half sitting on the table, curiously watching you. 

Morgan turns around to look at the door behind you, making sure the coast is clear before he says, “Kid. Be real with me for a sec… are you blind?” That was not the question you were expecting. 

You must have looked so lost because he continues, “Hotch cares for you. Deeply. And not in the same way he does for us. You’ve gotta have felt that, kid.” Funny, you are starting to feel like a kid– the only thing missing are his hands on your shoulders to complete that huddle pep talk experience. 

“That’s just not–” you try to start. But Reid swiftly raises his hand, signing you to stop–

“Did you know that every morning Hotch makes sure all the pens and mug handles on your desk are pointing to the right– the way you need it to be– in case the night janitors move any out of place?”

“Or that he never really ate lunch in the office before but started bringing sandwiches and other food he could microwave, while timing his lunches with yours presumably so he could strike up a conversation with you during break?” 

“Or do you remember that one time the AC in the bullpen broke and we were all sweating badly, and I said the heat was making me too thirsty then he disappeared into his office and came back with a bottle of water and an orange juice box only to give it to you?” 

Morgan lets out a loud laugh at that one while Reid pouts playfully, “I mean I was genuinely dying then.” 

Not without his own input, Morgan smiles softly at you with a raised brow “Did you know he personally restocks your favorite hot chocolate in the pantry and on the jet? Including the marshmallows.” 

You breathe in deeply, the revelations sounding too good to be true but winding nonetheless. You crack a small joke, trying to play it off “And I thought the bureau was just feeling really generous.” 

The two, who have grown to be such brothers, give you the exact same look of Really? 

As Reid rounds the table to go back and stand by the board, Morgan catches your attention and holds your eye, “Look, there’s so much more, kid. But they all point to the same thing.” He says this as softly as possible, as if to not scare you away. 

You let out a soft, breathy laugh. Shaking your head, “That just can’t be true.” 

With all three of your backs to the door, you don’t notice Rossi nearing. You just suddenly hear his voice from behind, rounding the table and settling the coffee cups in front of all of you, “Coffee, anyone?” 

As if trapped in the null of the previous conversation, you’re still looking at Morgan as you lean back in your chair, slumping further to seek non-existent cover. Reid, who is now back in his own world with the board, is handed a cup by Rossi, who didn’t even turn to look- only stretching out an arm to receive it and mumbling a distracted “Thanks.”  

Rossi, who is simply too smart for his own good, impressively senses something hanging in the air, nonchalantly asking about the tailend of a conversation he was not supposed to hear, “So… what can’t be true?” 

Back to lounging excessively on a chair that is a tad too tiny for him, with legs outstretched and feet on the corner on the table– Morgan spouts, “That she’s Hotch’s girl, and has no reason to be jealous of Seaver– who by the way needs the HR orientation more than Penelope and I.” 

-

Now– all of your backs are to the door except Rossi’s. Not one of you tried to move due to fatigue, let alone look.

Unbeknownst to you, Morgan, and Reid, on the way back to the precinct from the hotel, Hotch had the genius thought of picking up Rossi so the latter wouldn’t have to walk a block with trays of coffee on hand.

Hotch and Rossi arrived together. And as Rossi went around the table to give you your cups of coffee, Hotch stayed behind– leaning on the doorframe with arms crossed, watching you and the team.

Imagine his surprise, hearing what Morgan just said. His heart skipped a beat, his stomach dropped. His entire being froze entirely.. What? Jealous? 

In his mind, he had two choices: Act like he didn’t hear it and save you from embarrassment or use it to his advantage and make his intentions clear..ish. 

-

You gasp loudly at his bluntness– and in front of Rossi! Straightening in your chair and pointing an accusatory finger at Morgan, “You little– I am NOT jealous! and I am NOT Hotch’s–” 

Cut off by someone loudly clearing their throat from behind all of you, you all freeze, including Reid who hasn’t been actively paying attention until now. 

The hair on your neck stands up as you hear the nearing footsteps, already envisioning digging your own grave in your head when finally, Hotch is standing right beside you. 

You’re all still pretty frozen, save from the slow movement which is your eyes slowly lifting its gaze to the man in question until they meet his hazel orbs. He holds your stare as he leans on the desk, arms straining in his shirt– 

Out of the corner of your eye you can see Rossi fighting a smile, and just as you’re about to mentally curse him in your head, you’re broken out of your thoughts by a deep voice, 

“You don’t think you’re my girl?”