#emily prentiss/jennifer jareau

[jareaulover]

JJ and Emily sharing a bed in the Alaska episode is my Roman empire.

[classicsapphicships]

[natti-ice]

18+ mdni

that reality check hitting after reading smut

[criminalmindsverse]

CRIMINAL MINDS 2.21 — "Open Season"

[rana030]

Pov: when i catch y/n wearing something i would NEVER wear

[cxrrodedcoffin]

me after spending 6 hours reading criminal minds fanfiction instead of sleeping:

[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."

[pillowprincess4logan]

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

" wheels up in 30 "

[seonghwadyke]

[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

[jareaulover]

Love Under the Tree: A Jemily Fanfic (Chapter 2)

I was hoping to make this chapter longer but yesterday was hell for me, so I didn't get as much work done yesterday as I would have liked.

Anyway here goes it

read on ao3

After closing that night, JJ made her way home. Dave had kindly offered to pick up the boys and drop them off at home. JJ was glad that she had such a good support system, but she hoped that Dave didn’t feel taken advantage of. He had been so helpful since Will’s passing, JJ was thankful for him. He was like a father to her.

“Mooom, Henry took away my iPad!” Michael whined as soon as she walked through the door. JJ turned to look at her older son. She was lucky that he was old enough to watch his younger brother, but she also knew that it could be hard for him,

“I told him that if he didn’t put away his backpack and shoes then he couldn’t use it.” Henry responded, Michael stuck his tongue out at Henry,

“Michael, you know that Henry is in charge when I’m not home.” JJ looked at the younger boy, “Now go put away your things and you can use it.” JJ hung her keys by the door and walked into the kitchen.

“What’s for dinner?” Henry asked, entering the kitchen after his mother

“Does a frozen pizza sound okay? I have to be out at the farm at 6.” She said, it was only 5 now so she had time to throw it in the oven for them,

“Sure… Are you guys gonna get rid of the farm?” Henry asked, JJ studied his face for a moment,

“Well, it’s too much for Derek to do on his own… And both of us could use the money.” JJ pointed out as she preheated the oven. Henry sighed and nodded,

“Yeah, I guess that makes sense…” He said, turning to leave the kitchen,

“Why do you ask?” JJ said, quickly. Her son looked so disappointed and she hated that she may be the reason for that. Henry spun back around and pushed his blonde hair, much like JJ’s own, from his face.

“When I was younger, dad said that someday Michael and I, and whatever kids Mr. Morgan would have would be responsible for the farm… And I was sort of looking forward to it.” The teen admitted. JJ’s face softened as she thought about that. Will had been such a good father, he loved both boys so much. JJ and the boys were devastated after the accident… Will had been driving home from the farm one night, when a drunk driver appeared out of nowhere and T-boned Will’s pickup. He lived for a couple of days on life support, but ultimately he didn’t make it through. It had been 2 and a half years since then and not a day went by that JJ didn’t think about him.

“Well, Mr. Morgan and I have a meeting tonight,” JJ started, “And we may decide to sell… But we may not. But you will be the first to know, okay?” JJ said. Henry gave his mom and half smile and nodded,

“Okay, mom.” He said before leaving the room. JJ pulled a pepperoni pizza from the freezer, unwrapped it, and put it in the oven. She set a timer as directed by the box and then leaned back on the counter. She stared at a picture of Will with the boys that hung on the fridge and thought about what he would want.

“Come on, Jennifer, you know exactly what I want.” She could almost hear his voice, “ I want you and the boys to be safe and happy.” JJ sighed,

“And selling the farm would probably be for the best…” She murmured to herself, but secretly to Will.

~~~

JJ sat with Derek in the main office at Morgan Farms, the two had decided to meet a little bit earlier than their set meeting with the two women from Tesque Toys so they could discuss what they wanted.

“I know that Will loved this farm a lot, but he also would want the boys and I to be financially secure… And the farm just isn’t bringing in money like it did when you were both here.” JJ said, Derek sighed.

“Yeah, I know… It's hard without him, he was the one who had all the ideas. He planned the community events and every event I’ve tried to hold since just hasn’t done nearly as well.” Derek said, “Savannah and I can’t afford to keep this place open… Unless we can figure something out… If we could sell a tree to every family in East Rougescott I think we could afford to stay open.” JJ sighed,

“But how are you going to do that?” JJ asked, “And I know I could help, but I already have Spence doing so much at the bakery, plus I have the boys to care for.” Derek nodded,

“This farm was everything to my father…” He said, “I just don’t want to let him down.” Derek sighed and looked at the large framed picture of Hank Morgan. JJ followed his gaze, there was a smaller photo of Will next to it and above it said ‘In Memory of…’

“Henry said that he was hoping he’d be able to help you guys run the place someday…” JJ said, a sadness filled her when she thought about it. She knew that Henry could change his mind, but the thought that this could be taking away one of his options…

“Let’s just see what the company has in mind… They’re a toy company so my guess is that they want to build a factory here but… Who knows, maybe they’re interested in creating some kind of fun place for children. They could really profit off of a Santa’s Village sort of thing.” Derek said, beginning to think out loud, JJ laughed.

“Why don’t we just do a sort of Santa’s Village thing with Christmas Tree selling as an extra.” She pointed out, Derek laughed at the thought as well,

“We could get Dave to play Santa, and you’re short. You could be an elf.” The two laughed harder at this ridiculous thought, but their laughter was cut short by a curt knock on the office entrance,

“Well, here we go.” JJ murmured as Derek stood up to let the ladies in. The two women who had been in her Bakery just that morning entered,

“Hello, I’m Emily Prentiss, this is my assistant, Penelope.” The darker haired woman, Emily, said. When her eyes landed on JJ there was a quick look of recognition.

“Hey, you’re from the Bakery!” The blonde woman, Penelope, said. There was a lot more excitement in her voice than JJ would have expected,

“Yeah, I’m JJ.” She stuck out her hand. Penelope took her hand and shook it,

“It’s nice to meet you.” She said, Derek raised an eyebrow at the interaction,

“And I’m Derek.” He said, shaking both women’s hands. JJ looked at Emily as the two sat down in the other office chairs. She was a beautiful woman, her hair was the most beautiful silver JJ had ever seen and she was so tall. Her pantsuit was perfectly tailored to her body and JJ had a fleeting thought of ‘ I never want to look away from her’ before she remembered exactly what was happening, “So my first question is, what exactly are you planning on building here?” Derek started,

“Well, our production has grown a great deal as of late and we could really use another factory. And it would provide more jobs to the area,” Emily explained, JJ and Derek shot each other a look. As much as JJ hated that a factory could be built over this beautiful land, this land that had been so important to Will and to Derek, she also knew that jobs in the area were much needed. 

"A factory…" Derek said, JJ shot a glance to Derek, Emily was quick to notice this. 

“Yes, a factory. I know that some might feel that it will take away from the scenery of the town, especially the beauty of this farm, but the unemployment rate in this town is getting higher every year and the factory would provide so many of the town's people with jobs.” Emily pointed out, 

“That’s true, what are your thoughts?” JJ said, looking at Derek.

“I have another question,” Derek began, “How did you come to the idea of building here? I mean, we had only just started discussing selling the farm with an agent, and this is a very small town… I just don’t understand how you found us so fast.” JJ and Penelope’s eyes landed on Emily as well. She was starting to feel a bit overwhelmed, but she continued on,

“Well, the agent that you used is a friend of mine; when she heard that you were selling she knew that I was in charge of finding space for a new factory and… Well here we are.” She explained, and it was mostly true. The real estate agent was a friend of hers, but she was the one who had called her. She wanted to take down this farm, though she’d never admit that, especially not to Derek or JJ.

“Okay, well did your company have an offer?” Derek continued, JJ was still skeptical over Emily’s reasoning. She seemed to be holding something back and JJ wanted to figure out what it was. Plus, spending time with the beautiful woman in front of her didn’t sound too bad either.

[hotchnerbau]

“found family❤️” and it’s the most traumatized group of people you’ve ever seen

[natti-ice]

in another universe, your favorite characters are reading fanfic about you. Feel special.

[luthqrs]

EMILY PRENTISS in THE RED TANK in CRIMINAL MINDS 3x03 | 'Scared to Death'

[rana030]

When your favorite writer hasn't updated since 2020