#criminal-minds-fangirl

[cynbx]

The Hitchhiker

Hello everyone, my name is Cynthia. I was listening to an old radio show called “Suspense” and was inspired to try to write this story. It is not very good but I am hoping you guys can give me some constructive criticism on it. Thank you guys for the help.

Malcolm is driving on a deserted highway, heading to his next client. He is listening to the radio when he sees him. Malcolm does not know who the mysterious man but he knows that he will kill him. Malcolm steps on the gas and drives straight toward him.. He hears the sound of this man’s body hitting the car and watch as his body rolls off the car toward the ground.. Just to be sure he is dead, Malcolm drives over him a few times. Once he is satisfied, he continues on his drive knowing he is safe from this murderer.

The BAU has gathered in the conference room to hear about their next case. Garcia stands in front of the screen and says, “The land of enchantment is not so enchanting anymore. Three hitchhikers were ran over a car multiple times. The pictures are on the tablet.” They started looking at the pictures and locations and realized they were scattered over the state, several hundred miles between each murder.

Once they are on the jet, the team starts discussing the case. After they landed, they all split up to investigate. Spencer went to autopsy to look at the bodies, the rest went to the crime scenes. After a while, they all returned to the police station to discuss what they learned.

Spencer began by saying, “The medical examiner reported each victim was crushed by the assault.”

Emily added, “The crime scenes showed the no signs of slowing down. The unsub definitely wanted to kill these victims.”

“Why the overkill? Why is the unsub angry?” David asks. “There are no connections between the victims other than the fact they were hitchhikers.”

JJ added, “Maybe the unsub had a bad interaction with a hitchhiker.”

Emily called Penelope, “Goddess of all knowledge, speak and be heard.”

Emily said, “Penelope, please check to see if there are any reports involving hitchhikers.”

Penelope responded, “Not in the area. Let me widen my search.”

A few minutes later, “There is a report that a man named Malcolm Watson stated that a stranger was trying to kill him. He claims he sees this man on the side of the road, always following him even though he doesn’t see another car on the road.”

“Oh my goodness,” she exclaimed, “Malcolm was involved in the accidental death of a man who just wandered in front of his car while driving.”

Spencer asked, “When did this happen?”

Penelope responded “Two weeks before the first murder.”

Matt said, “This was his trigger. His guilt about the accident was too much for him to handle and believes the victim is after him to avenge his death.”

Emily then asked, “Penny, we need his work and home address.”

Once all the information was sent to them, Emily said, “JJ, Matt and Tara, go to his house. Everyone else, his job.”

JJ, Matt and Tara and some officers arrived at Malcolm’s house but no one was there. One of the officers called out to them to come over. When they arrived, they saw a picture of a man taped to his wall. They believed this is the man Malcolm accidentally killed.

Emily, David, Spencer and Luke were at his job. Malcolm’s boss said he was out meeting with clients around the state. This explained why the kills were so far apart. Emily asked what route he took and the kind of car he used. She and the other agents contacted police stations along the route to be on the lookout.

The team reconvened at the police station and waited. About an hour later, they received a call from a station saying they found him and was arrested.

Once the team arrived, Malcolm was just sitting there yelling saying he had to kill him.

[pathologicalrambler]

i love the strict boss and his hyperactive tech analyst that he’s overly protective over duo

[ddarkprdse]

sometimes i feel like i was put on this earth solely to be a fan girl

i swear nothing brings me more satisfaction, peace, and joy than a new media hyper fixation does!

#i have never liked anything a normal amount

[just-your-casual-nerd]

Joe, you are the sweetest and most loving man. You cheer on the women of the BAU in the show and in real life. All the love and support to them is amazing. You're the true papa of the BAU ♥️

[theunholyvirginemilyprentiss]

ME: What? I am not delusional.

ALSO ME:

[spencersbabymama]

Numbers l Chapter One

Pairing: Spencer Reid x Disabled OC

Content Warning: Mention of disability, mention of disability limitations, I think that's about it.

Word Count: 1.2k

Summary: It's the first day of Brooke Bevan's dream job working as a technical analyst for the Behavioral Analyst Unit in the FBI. She knows girls like her don't get jobs like these every day so she doesn't want to blow it. What she wasn't expecting, was to meet a dapper genius her age....

a/n: AAAAAHHH I'm so excited to finally be posting this! This series is my baby and I'm so excited to share. I'm really passionate about writing disabled characters since I'm disabled myself, and I've noticed a lack of Spencer Reid x Disabled OC content, so I figured why not do it myself? Shout out to @just-call-me-by-yn & @floraisunwell for pushing me to go forward with this idea! I'm so happy I met you both! Also credit to @just-call-me-by-yn for making this awesome banner for me 🩷🩷🩷🩷🩷

Story: “Hey, thanks for meeting me downstairs.  You would think for a government building, they would have easier to reach elevator buttons for everyone.” I joke, trying to break the ice with the person I’ll be spending most of my time with.  

Although that didn’t seem to be a problem because the second I entered the lobby, Penelope Garcia, BAU Technical Analyst Extraordinaire, was standing right in the middle wearing white dress covered in colorful flowers, pink cardigan, matching  kooky glasses, yellow heels, and all wrapped up in a smile that could possibly blind an elderly person.  It was at that moment, I knew work, at least, wouldn't be boring.

“Oh honey, no problem, I probably would have raced to the lobby even if you didn’t call just so I could be the first one to greet you.” Penelope giggled.  I opened my mouth to add my own witty humor but instantly got cut off. “You know normally I don’t love newbies joining the team, especially newbies entering my expertise, but I had a feeling when I found out you were another techy kick butt girl?  Oh my gosh I was so excited!” Penelope added, almost seeming out of breath now from her said excitement.

All I could do was giggle and nod in agreement.  

It was a relief to know I didn’t embarrass myself in the first few minutes on the job.  I knew the fact that I got this job was an accomplishment.  Girls like me don’t get jobs like these everyday.  Girls like me who have no use of their legs and have limited muscle strength, do not get jobs in the Behavioral Analysis Unit in the FBI.  Though it was my dream, the moment when I couldn't reach the elevator buttons was an honest wake up call

Ever since I was little I loved the idea of saving others and catching bad guys.  When other girls were painting their nails, or playing princess, I was in the city library reading about Ted Bundy.  Strange for a 12 year old girl, I know, but I couldn’t stop thinking about why people did what they did.  Don’t worry I still enjoyed dolling up my nails every once in a while.

Obviously it was no secret I couldn’t run after criminals, or even use a gun so I knew it was probably a pipe dream.  So I shifted gears, got into tech and code.  I could do that.  With the right adaptive technology, I could run laps around any encryption.  Luckily I never used my powers for evil. In high school I learned about technical analysts who worked for the FBI.  That was it, that was my path.

The elevator opened and I followed Penelope through the glass doors, into the bullpen I saw in my college textbooks.  If it wasn’t clear by my beaming smile, I was almost start struck by the sight of all the agents sitting at the desks working and I got to be one of them.  One agent stood out though because instead of flipping through files or paperwork, he was playing chess, by himself.  The other odd thing was he looked about my age.  I expected to be the youngest one on the team because by some miracle, I got this job only a few years after graduating college. His floppy curly brown hair shielded his eyes slightly, but even from where I was, I could tell they were brown.

Penelope’s voice took me out of my trance and my eyes snapped up to look at her “Hotch told me to come get him when you arrived since well…” She gestured to the wheels of my motorized wheelchair, then up to the door in the middle of the walkway above the main level of the bullpen with a small awkward giggle “Stairs, so I’ll be right back.” I snicker slightly then nod, sending her up the stairs and into the room she pointed to.

While waiting, my gaze goes back to the chess playing guy.  He was young but dressed like an old man, suit, tie, and everything.  There was something wise about him, like his looks were youthful but it seemed like he’s seen some things.

Hotch’s office door opened before he and Penelope made their way down the steps.  I met them halfway, holding out my hand as best I could with a smile “Unit Chief Aaron Hotchner, Brooke Bevan, it’s seriously an honor to be working with you.”  In my defense, I didn't mean to sound like a fan girl, it just came out that way.

With a firm grip, Hotch shook my hand “Welcome, we’re eager to have you.”  Already I could tell the rumors were true. Aaron Hotchner was all business and it looked like he hadn’t smiled in at least a month.  He was the man in charge for a reason though, the number of successful cases couldn’t lie.  

Hotch reaches into his suit jacket and pulls out the thing that makes all this official.  My face beams as my heart races in my chest.  “Here are your credentials.  As you should already know, you must keep these on you.”  I nod while practically ogling the FBI symbol on the front of my credentials.  “Penelope can introduce you to everyone.” Hotch explains while placing the booklet on my lap then heads back up to his office.

Penelope practically shakes with excitement “It’s official newbie!”  She was right.  I am now Brooke Bevan, Technical Analyst for the FBI, it had a nice ring to it.  “Come and meet everyone!” Penelope chimes before leading to a group sitting in the middle of the bullpen.

A dark-haired girl looks up from the file she was reading and her face lights up when she sees us coming “Hey!  You must be Brooke.” She stands up and shakes my hand “I’m Emily Prentis, it’s nice to meet you. Hotch has said good things.” 

I grin with a nod before one by one introduces themselves with a handshake.  Derek Morgan, David Rossi, then Jennifer Jareau who apparently goes by JJ.  Finally there was Chess Guy.  I hold out my hand before he awkwardly waves it off with a small smile “I-I actually don’t do handshakes.  Did you know according to studies, a handshake can transfer a significant amount of bacteria, with research showing that a handshake transmits nearly twice as many bacteria compared to a high five and significantly more than a fist bump, which is considered the most hygienic greeting option du-”

“And that is Dr. Spencer Reid.” JJ cut him off with a small amused laugh.

My eyes blink a few times, trying to drink in the info dump plus the fact that JJ just said doctor.  My eyebrows furrow a little in confusion “You look a little young to be a doctor…” My voice trails off.  

That’s when Penelope speaks up “Reid is our team genius.”

Reid sheepishly “I don’t really believe you can quantify knowledge but I do have an IQ of 187 and eidetic memory.”

I give another stunned look and utter “Huh…”  To be honest I couldn’t recall knowing anyone with that amount of smarts, I couldn’t help but be impressed.  “How about a high five then?” I finally say with a smile while holding out my hand.

Spencer’s face seemed to light up and he reached out to give me a high five.

Suddenly Hotch comes out with a thick file folder in his hand, his presence commanding attention. “We have a case.”

[chosenimagines]

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[just-call-me-by-yn]

Tumblr is full of simps and y'all are wild, not to mention horny af...

I feel at home 😌💖

[0and0its0doctor0]

You Belong to Me, I Believe

David Rossi x Fem!Reader

Warnings: Not smutty but not clean either, CM Violence, Unwanted kissing by unsub

Summary: An unsub gets a little too flirty with you. David steps in.

WC: 1,021

Thank you @my-mummy-dust for helping me with everything and being my muse <3

You and David are sitting in the interrogation room in a tiny police department in Belmont, Louisiana. The unsub sitting in front of you was accused of murdering 8 women with another two still missing. David was asking him questions but he was refusing to answer anything, all he would do was stare at you practically drooling from the mouth. You and David walked out of the interrogation room and you ran a hand across your face with a sigh. It was hot, you were already sweating in your button up shirt and this interrogation was going nowhere.

“I have an idea. Just go with it.” You said taking off your over-shirt leaving you in a tight form fitting tank top and letting your hair out of the scrunchie that was holding it in a loose bun on top of your head. “What are you doing? You aren’t going in there like this.” David said stubbornly. You just looked at David with a raised eyebrow as you walked into the interrogation room. There was a low whistle from the unsub and David wanted to shoot him right then and there. 

You asked him the same questions David asked him and he answered most of them. He flirted relentlessly with you. “I’ll tell you where the girls are if you let me touch her.” He said and David smacked the table glaring at the unsub. “You don’t get to touch her. Only I get to do that.” He snapped, his voice low and threatening. “Let him.” You said stepping closer to where the unsub was chained to the table. You leaned forward just enough for him to run his chained hands through your hair. You were pulled back by a seething David Rossi.

“Get ready.” He said angrily into the radio as the unsub told you where to find the missing girls. Once David gave the information over the radio he pulled you out into the precinct. “What were you thinking?” You had never seen him this mad. “I was thinking we needed to find the missing girls and I was going to do whatever it took.” You folded your arms across your chest. He unfolded your arms and pulled you into a rough kiss tangling his hand in your hair and pushing you flush against his body. 

The kiss was sloppy and heated and angry. His hands were all over you and you felt your cheeks flush bright red when you remembered you were standing in the middle of a podunk police station with your entire team watching with rapt attention. When he finally pulled away you were panting and the color of a cherry tomato. “Do you guys need to go back to the hotel?” Aaron asked with a slight smirk to his face. David looked down at you as you were trying to straighten out your shirt.

“Nope. Just reminding her who she belongs to.” He said casually walking away leaving you there blinking. Emily walked up to you, the biggest shit eating grin on her face. “You have lipstick on your chin.” She said laughing as she walked away leaving you to run to the bathroom to sort yourself out. You couldn’t believe that just happened. Well if the team was going to find out about you and David dating might as well be in the middle of a small police department in Belmont, Louisiana. 

You were both standing in the hallway when the unsub was brought out, they were re-cuffing his hands after un-cuffing him from the table when he got loose and booked it towards you. He wrapped his arms around you pulling you into a forced kiss, the entire precinct burst into action. David pulled his gun pointing it at the unsub who had you held tight against his body. The officers that were originally handcuffing him managed to pry him away from you as you got shoved towards David who caught you and quickly walked you to the other side of the room out of harm's way. You were shaking trying to process what just happened.

“Hey. Are you okay?” David asked, his fingers gently grasping your chin so you were looking directly at him. “I uhm. I wasn’t expecting that to happen.” You said shakily, all of a sudden you were very cold. He leaned forward to kiss you but this time he was gentle and he caressed your cheek with his thumb. “Do not move.” He told you, stepping away from where you were leaning against a desk because you felt like your legs were going to give out. You watched as David walked up to the unsub and decked him. He walked back over to you, wrapping an arm around your waist and pulling you into his side.  “Come on. We’re done here.” He grabbed your upper arm and guided you towards the waiting SUV’s. “But what about the girls?” You asked as he buckled you into the front seat. “You're the only girl I’m worried about right now.” He got in the driver's seat and took off towards the hotel. 

Once you arrived at the hotel and were safely inside David’s hotel room you sat on the edge of the bed not really sure what to do. “Hey kitten. You’re okay.” He said brushing some of your hair back. You surged forward practically knocking him to the ground as you aggressively pressed your lips to his licking your way into his mouth. He growled and wrapped his hands around your waist walking you backwards till you were flat on the mattress. His lips left sloppy wet kisses across your chin, down the curve of your neck and you groaned as he sucked a bruise into your clavicle. “I love you baby.” He whispered into your ear, licking the curve of it causing you to shudder. “You know I love that.” You said breathlessly causing him to smirk. “My beautiful girl.” He said into your ear before placing open mouthed kisses along your exposed skin. And that was how your bra wound up tossed across the room landing on a lamp.

[mrsfoyet]

Been stuck on cloud 9 since friday but i finally need to share this!

I TALKED WITH THOMAS GIBSON FOR 5-10 MINUTES AND I GOT TO PET HAZEL!!!! 😭😭🫠🫠

[pipecleanerweyesfp]

I was bought into this world to be a fan girl. My life's purpose is being a fan girl. How do people like him exist. How are people like him allowed to exist.

[bleachedduck]

The holy trinity.

[pathologicalrambler]

so he can save me in two ways …

[aishiteruhayama]

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[thegirlinmaroonsweater]

I started watching Criminal minds for Spencer Ried in the first place after reading all the fangirly fics.

But how I start pinning over the hot Widower dilf escapes my knowledge

[theunholyvirginemilyprentiss]

Ranking Criminal Minds fans from least to most unhinged:

7. Morgan fans

6. Garcia fans

5. Hotch fans

4. JJ fans

3. Elle fans

2. Spencer fans

1. Emily fans

Spencer and Emily were really fighting for the top spot, but Spencer fans are unhinged in an ‘I want to lick his hands’ sort of way, but Emily fans are unhinged in an ‘I ripped the door off the wall and ate the fucking hinges’ sort of way, which seems more dangerous. Unhinged fangirl/boy is the highest state of being, never change 🫶