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I haven't forgotten about xreader fics! I'm working on an emilyxreader rn. I'll probably put it on the next schedule I make

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Set It Free

Emily x y/n fanfic

based off of a tiktok POV by @/emily.prxntisss

word count: 7,591

Description: Y/n and Emily were in a serious relationship until Emily left y/n to go work at Interpol. So what happens when Y/n starts a new job and is met with Emily three years later as coworkers?

“If you take one more step Emily, I will never forgive you. This will be over, we will be over.” I hold my breath as Emily stops. 

“I’m sorry, y/n.” Then she walks away. My vision becomes blurry with tears. She said she would stay with me forever. She said our future was set once I had gotten accepted into the Academy. I guess it was my fault for believing her, everyone leaves me eventually. 

…………………………………..

I got through it. Barely, but I survived. I put all of my effort into my training and then into my job. I put everything into being number one. If I wasn’t sleeping, I was doing something to further my career, all three years since I realized I was destined to go through life alone. It paid off as I’m currently heading to Quantico to start in the BAU. 

I get off at the sixth floor and make my way to Agent Hotchner’s office. It seems as if every agent turned my way as I walked up the steps and knocked on the office door. I pushed the door open and walked in when a voice called “come in.” 

“Hi, I’m y/n. I’m due to start in this division today.” I say once I’ve closed the door. Agent Hotchner looks up from his paperwork and gestures for me to sit. 

“Yes, welcome to the BAU, y/n. Please, call me Hotch. From your file and recommendations we all are excited to have you.” He smiles at me warmly. “We actually just got called onto a case locally so everyone is meeting at the round table as we speak, follow me and you can get thrown right in to the chaos.” 

The round table has three seats left when Hotch and I arrive. I sit down with my back to the door and next to Hotch. 

“This is the new agent, y/n.” He then goes around and introduces each person, David Rossi, Penelope Garcia, Spencer Reid, Derek Morgan, Jennifer Jareau and then one more who is late. Penelope is about to start presenting the case when the door opens. 

“Sorry I’m late.” I freeze at the voice. Emily rounds the table and is about to pull out her chair when she looks up and also freezes. 

“Emily, this is our new agent-“ Hotch starts to introduce me. 

“Y/n/n” Emily gasps. 

“You two know each other?” Spencer asks looking between Emily and me. 

I’m still staring at Emily trying to process seeing her. “You lost the right to call me that three years ago.” I turn to Spencer, “a long time ago when I was someone else.” 

“Let’s start the presentation, Penelope.” Hotch thankfully changes the subject. 

I try and give my full attention to the case, but my mind is swimming. It is taking all of my willpower not to run out of this room. I can feel a panic attack coming, but I try to shove it down until I can be alone or take my emotions out at the gym. I place my hand on my knife that is hidden on my thigh. I tailored my clothes to be able to hide at least one knife on me at all times. Reaction to living in not good areas while in academy and my first few jobs, but it has become a sort of security item now. 

“Y/n, you’ll be with me until I assess your skills.” Hotch saying my name snaps me out of my thoughts. “We’ll be leaving in ten minutes to go talk to the medical examiner.” I nod in response. Everyone starts getting up to do their assigned job. 

“Y/n…” Emily tries to talk to me but I’m already walking out the door. I need to be able to calm myself before I have to leave. I can hear her following me after she says something to Hotch. I leave the bullpen and head down a hallway. It mainly looks like supply closets and janitorial closets. At the end of the hallway there’s a window that also has a little sitting bench. I sit on the bench and swing my legs onto the bench so I’m hidden from view unless Emily comes all the way down the hallway. I take out my knife and start twirling it as I was trained. One of the first things I did after Emily left was join a self defense gym. I’m convinced it may be a front to a gang or mafia, but it is cheap and the people have become a constant in my life. I also believe my connection is the reason I don’t get harassed in my neighborhood that is definitely split between two gangs. When I chose to work with knives the first thing they taught me was how to twirl the knives in my hand and use it to slow my breathing and focus my concentration. 

Three minutes before Hotch and I are due to leave I take a deep breath and head to find him. I walk into the bullpen and see that Hotch must’ve put my bag and jacket on what is supposed to be my desk. I grab my jacket, badge and gun and go to knock on Hotch’s office door. Right as I lift my hand to knock, the door opens and I’m staring at Emily. She got even more beautiful with age. Even with how much wear and tear there is in her appearance from this line of work, her eyes are more haunted and colder than three years ago. I step out of her way and let her pass. She starts to open her mouth to say something, but thinks better of it and heads towards the door where Agent Jareau is waiting. 

Hotch and I walk to the car in silence. Once we get in the car Hotch turns to me, “I heard Emily’s narration of what happened between you two. She couldn’t find where you went so she came to update me. I don’t need you to repeat what happened, but answer me this. Can you work with her?” I look out the windshield and think about it. 

I turn back towards Hotch.“Right now, everything is freshly cut open again. I can stitch myself up together enough to work with her and focus on healing fully off the clock.” He nods and then starts the car and drives off. 

…………………………………..

“He was killed shortly before the body was found. Given the neighborhood he was found in, I believe the unsub didn’t think he had to hide the body.” The medical examiner finished telling Hotch and me what happened. A lot of stab wounds and clear overkill which points towards this crime being personal. From the location the body was found, an old neighborhood of mine no less, I am guessing it is gang related.��

“We are going to meet Spencer, Morgan and Rossi at the scene.” Hotch tells me while we are walking to the car. “They say the locals are not really helping with information.” 

I buckle my seat belt. “Disclaimer, I lived in this neighborhood for two years during my time at the Academy and then during my first job. The locals are not going to talk to anyone they don’t trust.” I pause, “only a few are not associated with either of the two rival gangs that run the neighborhood.” 

Hotch raised an eyebrow at me. “And you lived here for two years?” 

I sighed, “you know how pitiful the payments are in Academy and for entry level jobs. I was renting a house for the price of an apartment. I joined a self defense gym that some of the neighbors went to so I kind of became off limits. They learned I was in law enforcement after they decided they liked me enough to keep me around.” 

We drive up and Spencer is in mid argument with a local who is an older lady. I can’t help but laugh while Hotch puts the car in park. “You know that local?” Hotch asks. 

“Yeah, I do. We call her Meemaw, she looks after everyone as a grandma would do, hence the name. But this also means she’ll protect her own and don’t let the frail aging body confuse you, she could drop kick Reid whenever she wants to.” I reply and get out of the car before Meemaw does exactly that. 

“Meemaw! Leave my new coworker alone, please.” I shout as Meemaw looks about to start throwing punches. Once Meemaw finds who said that she forgets about Spencer all together and runs to give me a hug. 

“Oh y/n! I haven’t seen you since you moved!” She lets me go and slaps my arm. “You had us all worried sick!” 

“Ow! You may looks weak, but may I remind you that you are not!” I hold the arm that she slapped. 

Meemaw mutters “Oh you are fine,” as she pulls me into another hug. Hotch, Spencer and Rossi walked up next to us.

“What was my coworker asking you? You know, before you were about to punch him.” I asked Meemaw. 

“For my security footage. I still have the cameras set up that you gave me.” Meemaw replies. 

“You know I can’t force you, but it would be really helpful. Along with any information you know.” I say gently.  

“Meemaw! Are these feds giving you trouble?” I recognize Mike’s voice before I see him. 

“Wow Mike, it’s like you don’t even recognize me!” I chirp at him. While living here Mike was my immediate next door neighbor and looked after me like a brother would. My next breath I’m in Mike’s arms being spun around in a bear hug. 

While being spun I quickly see the last BAU car pull up with Jennifer and Emily. Hopefully Meemaw and Mike have forgotten all those times I cried in their houses over Emily leaving me. I moved into the neighborhood the day after Emily left, she was supposed to help me move. Within the first hour of me trying to move everything by myself Meemaw forced Mike to come help me lift while she started organizing the house. She even went as far as to get some stuff she didn’t use anymore that I didn’t have already. That was also what solidified Meemaw and Mike taking care of me. 

My wishes were not granted. As soon as Mike saw Emily he put me down and nudged me behind him. He turned to Hotch, “No, I will not talk to that one or if she is within earshot of me or y/n.” Emily stopped short and I fought my way out from behind Mike. 

“Mike, it’s ok, she’s one of my coworkers.” I tell him. He gives me the stink eye, “I don’t care if she was your boss, you may have to play nice with her, but that doesn’t mean I have to.” 

“I started spreading the word that she is not welcome in this neighborhood, nor should anyone talk to her.” Meemaw added. “She might as well go someplace else to look for clues because this neighborhood won’t give her any.” 

Hotch looked from Emily to me to Mike and Meemaw. He obviously did not know what to do in this situation because he had no context into Mike and Meemaw’s reaction. I walked towards Hotch, “can I talk to you, over there?” I asked nodding my ahead away from everyone. He happily obliged and walked out of earshot. After a step or two I stopped and turned to face Mike and Meemaw, “do not do anything to any of my new coworkers, even Emily.” 

I got to Hotch and he looked exasperated. “I’m sorry, I didn’t mean for this to happen. I moved into this neighborhood the day after Emily left. She was supposed to help me move, but you know how that went. Meemaw saw me trying to move everything myself and forced Mike to help me bring the boxes into my house while she helped organize my things inside of my house. I told them how Emily left and there were multiple occasions where I would go sob at their houses over the situation not trusting myself to be alone in my house. That is why they are so adamant they will not have anything to do with Emily. They saw how much of a shell of a person I was right after she left.” I inhaled deeply realizing I said that without as many breaths as I should’ve. I could feel the tears lining my eyes from remembering those months. I pushed the tears back and shoved the emotions to the back of my brain. Hotch nodded and walked to talk to Emily. 

I walked back to Meemaw and Mike rubbing my eyes dry. “Ok, ready to hand over security footage and knowledge?” I asked both of them. They both nodded. 

“We can chat in my house, no need to be standing in the street.” Meemaw said while leading the way to her house. Rossi and Spencer followed me into the house that used to be just as much home as my house. Right before the door closed behind me I caught a glimpse of Emily watching me and Hotch walking towards the house. 

We stayed at Meemaw’s house for three hours talking to different people about what they saw. Once people heard I was a part of the team there was such an increase of people with information Hotch had to call Jennifer back after she dropped Emily off to help Penelope with the security footage. Hotch and I were the last ones to finish talking with our allotment. There were unsurprisingly a lot of people who would only talk to Hotch and me, even a few tried to talk to just me. Hotch and I were packing up when Meemaw came over to say goodbye. She gave me the tightest hug and whispered in my ear, “don’t let her whisper what you want to hear in your ears. I know it’ll hurt like hell, but remember how you felt moving all by yourself those years ago.” Once we pulled away from each other she turned on Hotch. “If I get any word that you have done something to hurt y/n I will come and make you pay, I don’t care if you are a high level federal agent.” Hotch nodded like this wasn’t his first time getting threatened by an old woman and walked out the door. 

…………………………………..

Back at Quantico the rest of the team, including Emily, was putting together a timeline from the information we gathered. I put the notes I took on my desk then went to the bathroom to collect myself. Going back to that neighborhood took me back to when I first moved into the house. I leaned on the sink trying to get my head to stop swimming. My brain processed hearing the door open when it was too late to shove all the emotions to the back of my brain. Penelope stopped short when she saw me. “It’s fine, just go about what you need to do. I know I'm the new outsider and all of you are going to support with Emily.” I tell her. 

“Oh, honey. Do you think that is what has been happening? No, we are not siding with anyone. One, you have to be practically attached to Hotch for the foreseeable future since he doesn’t know your skillset. Two, you entered at the start of a case which is always hectic, always. Three, Emily has encouraged us to get to know you, she talked about you ever since she started here. Not by name, but she talked about this girl she used to know so much that when we saw her reaction, we knew it was you.” Penelope is by my side rubbing my arm comfortingly. “I was sent to look for you actually, Hotch got worried since you disappeared.” I nodded and splashed my face with water. Once I dried my face, Penelope took my arm in hers and guided me to the roundtable room. 

“Ok, this isn’t productive anymore, everyone take an hour break. Get dinner, rest, do not think about the case. We will come back with fresh minds.” Hotch announced after we had been going in circles for an hour. The rest of the team, minus Hotch who went to his office, went to get food from one of the street stands. I stayed in the roundtable room and just looked around. It’s amazing how I have dreamed about this day since I decided to join the FBI, but now with how it turned out I don’t think this is the dream anymore. I go to my desk and start trying to make it personalized. Within a few minutes of me doing the best I can for my desk, the elevator opens and the team walks in. 

I can feel Emily constantly looking over at me and I can’t take it anymore. I get up and go to the elevator and press the up arrow. I go to the top floor and follow signs for the roof. I learned there was roof access in the beginning of me researching how to get into the FBI and ever since I dreamed about standing on the roof looking at the view as an official federal agent. It is every bit of amazing as I imagined. I hear the door open and close then footsteps coming towards me.

“Please don’t run away from me.” I hear the plea in Emily’s voice. I feel her settle next to me leaning on the ledge also looking out towards the view. We stand there for a few minutes with just the traffic making noise. 

“I didn’t tell Hotch the whole story today, at the scene. I just said you were supposed to help me move into the house, not that you were also going to move in there.” I confess, “I couldn’t bare the thought of saying that aloud.” 

“I’m so sorry, Y/n. I didn’t want it to be like this.” Emily almost whispered. 

“You know, you didn’t change your permanent address. It was still that house even after you had been away for over a year.” I paused. “Is Ian Doyle dead?” This question made Emily do a double take and all the color in her face disappeared. 

“How do you know that name? Did he come after you?” Emily seemed almost panicked at the thought, as if she still cared about me. 

“He broke into the house around a year and a half after I moved in. I came home from my entry level job and he came out of the shadows pointing a gun at my head.” I took a breath. “He made a comment of how I wasn’t you and demanded I tell him where you were. I told him that I hadn’t seen you in a year, ever since you chose a job over me and the future we planned.” I held back tears at the memory of the hurt I felt. “I leaned into his gun and said to shoot, put me out of my misery. I was still utterly heartbroken a year after you left and was working a job with too much responsibility and not enough pay.” Emily was trying to hold back tears as I kept talking. “He just stayed there with his gun up, but I just walked past him into the kitchen. I poured myself a glass of wine and waited for him to join me in the kitchen. He walked in after a minute with his gun away. He told me how you went undercover, made him fall in love with you then you turned him in and faked your alias’s death. I told him I believed him and said I guess he and I had that in common. He confessed he came back to kill you for revenge. Then I told him that he found his way inside, he can find his way out and that I was going to bed.” I took a pause in the story telling. “I guess he tried to find something to eat before leaving, but I had no food in the house. I couldn’t afford groceries. The next day I came home from work to a full fridge and pantry. Ian left a sack of money and a note on the counter. The note said You live pathetically, change that.” I looked at Emily. “Having Ian visit me wasn’t a bad thing in the end. He made me realize I had more to live for than someone who chose a job over me and our future. So again, is he dead?” I felt it in my heart that he was gone, but I needed it confirmed. Emily nodded and at that point I couldn’t stop the tears. 

“He almost succeeded in killing me. I faked my death for a little and moved to Paris. Then he came back and went after the team so I had to come back to finish what I had started.” She elaborated quietly. 

Emily just stood there while I cried. After a little bit we both got a text from Hotch to the BAU group chat. 

Everybody get back to the roundtable. Hour is up. 

Emily and I walked back to the elevator while I tried to clear my eyes. Somehow I gained control of myself by the time we got to the sixth floor. My eyes were no doubt red and puff, but nothing could be done now. Geez, I hate crying, especially in public and no less on my first day at this job. Everybody was going back to what they were doing before the break which meant I made my way to the table and sat next to Hotch. Throughout the next ten minutes while I worked I felt Emily’s gaze on me on and off. 

“Y/n, let's go work in my office. Maybe a change of scenery will inspire our brains to connect more of the information.” Hotch said suddenly and started collecting the files we were looking at. Rossi gave Hotch then me a subtle smile and went back to work. 

Once Hotch and I were enclosed in his office he looked at me and said, “ok, you have two minutes to tell me what happened on the break and why you were crying.” I looked shocked, but started talking. “Emily came up on the roof with me to talk. She wasn’t supposed to just help move me into the house, she was supposed to move in with me. She must’ve changed her permanent address to that house before accepting the Interpol job and forgot to change it. Ian Doyle came looking for her a year and a half ago. He found me at the house that Emily never lived in. I told him how Emily chose a job over me, he told me how Emily went undercover and broke his heart and turned him in. I went to bed, Ian must’ve tried to eat something, but my fridge and pantry were empty since I was working entry level and barely made enough to keep the house. I came back home the next day to a stocked fridge and pantry with a note from Ian pretty much telling me to take back my life like he was. Emily confirmed my suspicions that he was dead and that was the straw that broke the camel’s back. I just started sobbing from everything that occurred today.” I took a deep breath trying not to start crying again. Hotch looked me over, most likely trying to gauge if I am telling the truth. I guess he deems I am being truthful and nods his head, then goes back to looking through the files. 

We look at the files well into the night. Hotch bounces back and forth from his office with me and the roundtable with the rest of the team. One by one I see part of the team leave and go home. Soon it is just Hotch and me still working. My stomach grumbles so loud Hotch looks up from his file. 

“Did you not eat during the break earlier?” He asks me. 

“I ate all the food I packed during lunch. I didn’t realize I would be here so late, but I’m fine.” I reply. He looks at me with a “bitch are you for real” facial expression. 

“Your stomach just grumbled so loud I thought it was thunder. You are not fine, I don’t even know how you’re still working being that hungry.” He gives me a pointed look. “Why don’t you go home, eat and get some rest.” I think back to when I was packing my lunch for the day. My cabinets and fridge are almost empty and payday is still a while away. Even if I went home, I wouldn’t be eating a full meal. 

Hotch’s face softens, “Y/n, do you have food at home? I saw that your lunch mainly consisted of office coffee and only a pack of ramen.” My silence was answer enough for him I guess since he started packing up his belongings. “Come on, you need food.” I go to stand up and get a dizzy spell. I instantly grab onto Hotch’s desk folded in half. Hotch is by my side in an instant. “Y/n… when was the last time you had a decent meal?” He asks. I honestly cannot answer. I’ve been living off cheap groceries and free food wherever I can get it. My new apartment is in a slightly more expensive area than the house I lived in next to Mike and Meemaw. Keeping the apartment has taken most of my paychecks so I don’t have much leftover for groceries. This job is supposed to change that, it’s supposed to pay enough that I can survive better. 

I thought Hotch was going to just get me food at a drive through and then dump me at home. I start sputtering when he pulls into the grocery store parking lot. He parks the car then turns to look at me. 

“You are one of my agents, I need you at your full strength. If today is you while you are practically starving, you could be unstoppable with food in your system.” He gets out of the car, not waiting for my response. He guides me up and down the aisles putting food in the cart. Whenever he puts something in the cart he asks If I know how to cook/prepare it. He takes me back to Quantico and helped transfer all the groceries into my car. He even bought me an already prepared meal to heat up once I got home. For the first time in a while, I went to bed with a full stomach. 

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I wake up in a cold sweat. I hadn’t had these dreams in a year. It was always the same, Emily turning her back on me and walking away. I feel every emotion I had in that moment, at the degree that I felt them in that moment. I always wake up in a cold sweat and with the feeling that my heart is about to be pulled out of my chest. How am I going to face her today? I get up and try to shower off the heartbreak. I got these dreams the first year and a half after she left every night, then they dwindled down. I had finally been getting used to not having these dreams. 

A few hours later I am walking to the elevator to go to the sixth floor of Quantico and chugging coffee to make up for the lack of sleep. Right before the elevator doors close a body slides in. I don’t have to look up to know that it is Emily. 

“I can’t do this, not today, please Emily.” I whisper beg. I hear her mouth click shut. “It’s just too much, my body is reverting back to right after that day and I need to focus on the case.” I take a deep breath and then walk out of the elevator, not waiting for her response. I chug the rest of my coffee while walking to my desk. Almost as soon as I set my things down I hear Hotch’s office door open. 

“Y/n, can I see you in my office please?” I walk into his office and shut the door. “I want you to look at these photos. Do you see anything that sticks out to you from living in that neighborhood?” I let out a sigh realizing it was about the case. I looked at the photos, scouring for anything that might be helpful. Something about the pattern of the cut didn’t seem right to me. 

“You’re not going to like this, but I think we have to go talk to the gang leaders of the neighborhood. I need them to confirm something.” I say looking at Hotch. “They do not take well for police, they take federal agents even worst. The only reason I think they may even talk to me is what I am thinking about this case and the fact I lived there.” 

“What are you thinking about the case?” Hotch asks me. 

“I think the body in the neighborhood is a red herring. The stab wound doesn’t look right to be one of the gang’s signature knives. I think someone is framing the gangs.” I tell him my theory. I look at the clock and notice the time. “If we leave now and go to the gym in the neighborhood we should be able to see both gang leaders at once.” 

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We parked the car at the gym and I stopped Hotch before getting out of the car. “You need to let me take the lead in there. I know it’s not protocol and I know it is my second day on the job and I have no leg to stand on with this statement, but they won’t take it well if you are leading. The only reason they will be talking, if they do, is as a favor to me.” Hotch nods and gets out. I stall a second, mentally preparing myself then get out of the car. 

Entering the gym feels like coming home. As we enter we are greeted by Smith, one of the gym employees, “gym is closed for a private meeting.” They stop mid sentence recognizing me. “ Y/n? What are you doing here? You know the gang leaders have their weekly meetings here and the gym is closed at this time.” 

“I’m here on business, I need to get into that meeting. I know I know, they are not to be disturbed, just please go tell them I’m here. Tell them I agree that they are being framed.” Smith goes into the back room and comes out shortly to wave us in. 

“How do you know we are being framed?” Justin asks as soon as I am in view. 

“I lived in this neighborhood for two years, I have seen enough of both of your works to know the stab pattern doesn’t fit.” I sit down in the middle of the table which is the neutral zone with Justin on my right and Carlos on my left. As instructed, Hotch stands by the door. “I know neither of your crews uses serrated knives and the bodies have serrated cuts.” 

“Does he believe us?” Carlos nods his head towards Hotch. Hotch nods his agreement. It was such a simple act on his part, yet my body heats at the confirmation that Hotch agrees. The rest of the team is looking at the case with this new perspective as Hotch and I are getting information from Justin and Carlos. 

“How many bodies is the FBI aware of?” Justin asks me. 

“We have connected three bodies by the MO. Is that how many you are aware of?” I ask Justin and Carlos. Justin and Carlos look at each other, silently deciding how much to tell us. Carlos turns to me, “we have connected two more bodies that happened before these current ones. The victims were our grandfathers.” 

“As in, the founders of your crews?” I ask incredulously. If this is true, this is big information. Justin and Carlos nod. 

“Both grandfathers were given an anonymous tip that the other was trying to make moves on the neighborhood behind this one. They were given a note telling them where and when the other crew was supposedly making this deal. When neither person came back that night we sent a crew of four, two from each, to go investigate. We found both of them stabbed in the same way of the other victims.” Justin told us. 

“I’m guessing the group of four processed the crime scene?” I asked already knowing the answer. Both of them nodded. “Are you willing to send everything to our tech analyst? This first crime scene is going to give us more information than any of the other ones. I believe the follow  up murders were to point us towards you two and away from the person who actually did it.” They look at each other again, both looking very hesitant. After a moment they both nod. 

After a few minutes Penelope confirmed she got everything and Hotch and I are heading for the door. Right before I get to the door Justin pulls me into a big hug. Hotch continues walking to the car, leaving me alone with them, understanding that I trust them even if he doesn’t. After Justin lets go, Carlos replaces him in giving me a bear hug. “Thank you for sticking up for us to your boss. I know it must not be easy with it only being your second day.” Carlos says while releasing me. 

“I will stick up for you any day that you deserve it.” I replied with a smile while turning towards the car. 

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“Y/n. Y/n, we are back at the BAU.” Hotch’s voice wakes me up. I must’ve fell asleep on the drive back to the office. Geez, I need more coffee. 

“I’m up, sorry.” I say while getting out of the car. Hotch watches me with a straight face, but I see in his eyes the calculation of his thoughts. I stop at the coffee stand outside the building. To my surprise, Hotch steps up next to me in line. 

“How much sleep did you get last night?” Hotch’s eyes feel heavy on the side of my face. 

“You know, when talking to people who know you to see what I was getting myself into, everyone agreed that you showed little emotion. Did you save all the emotion for me? Because I have had so much in the past two days.” I deflect his question. Hotch’s lips quiver upwards for a millisecond before he regains a neutral face. 

We both order coffee then head back up to the sixth floor. When we exit the elevator we see a flurry of activity. It seems like every BAU member is doing something different, but all at supersonic speed. Rossi sees us enter and comes towards us. “We got a lead, a big one due to looking at the case with the information you got us.” He smiles at me, “good job, kiddo.” Hotch and Rossi veer off to go talk in Hotch’s office. I sit down at my desk and sip my coffee since Hotch didn’t give me any instructions. 

After a few minutes Hotch calls me into his office as Rossi leaves. Rossi pats me on the back as we pass. 

“The lead they got points to our unsub. Does the name Vincent Ponce sound familiar?” Hotch asks me. The name sounds familiar, the reason is on the tip of my tongue, but I just can’t get it. 

“Vincent… Ponce… oh my gosh, yes!” The name suddenly clicks in my brain. “He used to live in the neighborhood according to Meemaw and Mike, he wanted to join a crew, but neither would allow him when the grandfathers were in charge. Apparently he was accused of violent crimes, but they didn’t have enough evidence to charge him. The grandfathers said he was a loose cannon. I never met him though, he moved in after I moved out.” 

“It looks like he’s our guy. With what you just said it sounds like he has motive too.” Just after Hotch finished Penelope entered the office. 

“I have the address, sir. It has been sent to all of the teams’s devices.” She said with a nod. Hotch looked at me then motioned at me to follow him while we went to go get the rest of the team. 

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An hour and a half later, we had our unsub in custody and the case was closed. It felt nice to have a case under my belt. We got back and I collapsed at my desk after getting another cup of coffee. Somehow, it was only 2pm when it felt like it should be 6pm. After collecting myself and drinking some coffee, I started on the paperwork I need to get done. 

Somewhat slowly and somewhat fast, three hours go by and it is 5pm. 

“Who wants to go to the bar?” Derek asks everybody. 

“Oooh, count me in mister hottie.” Penelope answers as she was hanging in the bullpen with us. It will take me a while to get used to their flirting. 

“I’m in, Henry and Michael are at friend’s tonight and Will is working.” JJ responds and starts gathering her stuff. I barely paid attention to what they were saying since I didn’t think I would be invited. I felt them all looking at me and realized it went silent. I looked up and see them all looking at me as if they were expecting an answer. 

“What?” I ask them. 

“Bar? Us, you?” Spencer asks with a smile. I don’t answer immediately, not knowing if I truly want to open myself up like this. 

“Sure, I guess I can come for a little.” I reply, then add, “does Hotch usually come to these things?” 

“No, he usually doesn’t.” Derek answers. 

“Do you usually ask him?” For some reason I felt compelled to ask that and from their faces I could tell the answer. He probably said no so much that they just stopped asking. 

“I’m going to go ask him. I do have to stop at my apartment and get something…plus probably change, but send me the bar name and address and I’ll meet you guys there.” I got up and went to Hotch’s office door. I knocked and waited for him to tell me to come in. When I enter he is still curved over his desk doing work. 

“You know the saying it’s five o’clock somewhere?” I ask and he gives a little yes grunt. “Well, that somewhere is here. The team is going to a bar if you want to join. I will admit I don’t know which bar at this moment as I have to stop by home first, but they’ll be texting the address to me.” I can’t help but have a little bit of hope that he’ll join and it comes out in my tone. 

“I still have to do this paperwork, but I’ll try and make it.” From his tone, I don’t think he’s going to show and my face droops a little. I turn to leave nodding my head. “But hey, Y/n, thanks for asking…” he adds quickly. 

“No problem, for what it’s worth, I think everyone would like to see you, they just got told no too many times to keep asking.” I add before closing the door to his office. 

I get home and I put all of my work stuff away. My phone buzzes with a text from Penelope with the address of the bar. She included a picture of the people that were already there which included Derek, Spencer and Emily. They all looked to have changed out of their work clothes so I figure I should too. I put on black skinny jeans, a loose black crop top and vans which is what I would wear on any random night. I take my hair out of its pony tail and brush it then fix my makeup. I look at myself in the mirror and for a second wonder why I am even going. Before I can back out of going I force myself to go to my car. The bar is thirty minutes away which doesn’t help to the fact that I’m dragging my feet to go since there’s a bar five minutes from my apartment which is significantly cheaper. Being poor doesn’t help when trying to find a close apartment when working at Quantico. 

Thirty five minutes later I am in the bar parking lot. I sit in my car for a moment gathering my thoughts. Before I get a chance to get out of my car there’s a knock on my window. I look and see Hotch at my door. 

“You came!” I exclaim as I get out of my car. 

“I figured I need dinner anyway and Jack, my son, is at a friend’s so it is just me anyway.” Hotch replies as we start walking in. We find the rest of the team at a table in the corner. Penelope and JJ arrived before Hotch and me. I sit down and end up across from Emily. She looks so good in her casual clothes that I get a pang of emotion and I have to remind myself she abandoned me. I look at the menu and see how expensive everything is, I can’t afford any of this if I want to buy groceries for next week. I place the menu back down and try to not think about the hunger, I order a water from the bar and return to my seat. Slowly everyone else goes up to the bar and orders drinks and food for themselves. Within thirty minutes I am the only one without either dinner or an alcoholic drink. I should’ve stayed home. 

Ten minutes later everyone is on the dance floor besides me, Penelope even forced Hotch out of his chair. Emily places a half-eaten cheeseburger and fries in front of me then sits down next to me. 

“I’m done with my food, you can have the rest if you want.” She says and I shake my head. 

“Im fine, eat your own food.” I avoid her gaze by looking at the rest of the team. 

“Y/n… please look at me.” She says softly, but loud enough I can hear her over the sounds of the bar. She places her hand on my chin guiding it so our eyes meet. I look in her soft brown eyes and I hate that they still feel comforting. I don’t want to still love her, I shouldn’t still love her. I get up abruptly and walk out of the bar for fresh air. 

I lean up against the wall and twirl my knife in my hand. I hear the door open and then see Emily walking towards me. She stops a few feet in front of me and just looks at me. “I didn’t want to hurt you. Not like that, not like everyone else. As soon as I got home I knew I fucking messed up badly. I left Interpol because I missed you. I joined the BAU in hopes to see you and when I didn’t I looked you up to see where you were. I stood outside your workplace and just hoped to get a glance of you entering or leaving work.” I froze with what she just confessed. She took a step closer to me. When I didn’t stop her, she moved right in front of me and took my hand. “You are the one who got away for me. I never stopped loving you. I never will stop loving you.” If she moved any closer she would be pinning me against the wall. I can smell the alcohol and food on her breath. I take a deep inhale and lift my eyes to hers. Her eyes show all the emotion that she is trying to put into her words. Her pupils are dilated just like they were when we agreed to move in together. 

Emily slowly moves to kiss me, giving me ample chance to stop her. I don’t stop her, I know I don’t want her to stop. Once she realizes I'm not going to stop her she presses her mouth onto mine. She tastes of white wine and cheeseburger. She releases my hands and moves them to my waist. I wrap my arms around her neck and pull her closer. I pull away to break the kiss and look straight into her eyes. 

“Despite me trying to, I still love you. I love you and hate you. You broke my trust and broke me, but somehow my heart still can’t get rid of you.” 

“Y/n/n, I’ll spend the rest of my life atoning for leaving you and breaking you if you’ll let me.” My response is pulling her into another kiss. 

[criminalmindswhore]

Masterlist

Color Code:

Fluff | Angst | Smut

Jemily

Perfect

YOU LIKE HER

What just happened?

EmilyxReader

One-shots:

Praying

SSA Prentiss is a Runner

Therapist

Leather Jacket

Hotel Nights

The Reason I’m still breathing

Bosslady

Making Up

Morgan has another sister?

I am Lost

You or Me

Mountains

Computer Whiz

Start Anew

Starry Night

Call If You Need Me

Playlists Tell All

And They Were Roommates

Ringing in the New Year

Pulling Women

Series:

Dark Pieces of Me-

Part 1

Part 2

Part 3

I Get It-

Part 1

Part 2

Family Affair

Part 1

Part 2

[nikoniclove]

do you have any other Jemily/emilyxreader/jjxreader fic writers recommendations?

i've read all of your fics currently

and wanted to read others while i wait for you to post/upload more

Yes!

Check out this post.

I’ll make a note to compile some of my favorite tumblr people, but off the bat, I recommend @emilys-bangs, @anything-pov, and @msschemmenti. All of their stuff should be somewhere in their feed.

[criminalmindsgonewrong]

omg realising mick rawson is a brit in the fbi....BRB writing an emilyxreader self insert x

[ssaagentemilyprentiss]

Baby Talk

Emilyxreader

Word count: 1200

Tw: Mention of pregnancy and IVF

A fic based of my head canon that Emily doesn’t know how to change a baby’s diaper.

This is only my second fic so I hope you guys enjoy. All mistake are mine I’m really bad at editing 😋

Prompt: You’re crying

You’ve always wanted kids growing up. It was the deal breaker for you in a lot of your relationships. Most of your previous partners jumped ship when you mentioned that you wanted to have at least two kids. Others just thought that they could agree but just kept putting the idea last on their list. So by time you and Emily began dating you had just about given up the idea that you would ever be a mother. When you met Emily your life changed in so many different ways. You finally had a family within the BAU. You were happy but you still felt as if something was missing. After 2 years of dating Emily asked you to marry her and of course you immediately said yes. It was the night of your wedding day that you finally gained the courage to tell Emily you wanted a baby. You thought for sure Emily would say no because of her job and prepared yourself for the possibility of rejection. Instead you got the opposite reaction, she was ecstatic. She told you about always wanting to have a family of her own and you guys soon began to plan for your future children. It was almost a year later that you found yourself pregnant only after the second try of IVF. You were finally going to be a mother.

It was about 3am and you had already been to the bathroom four times that night. But the little soccer player growing in your belly doesn’t seem to care and wants to keep kicking mom’s blatter meaning another trip to the bathroom. You try your best to get out of bed without waking Emily but being 8 months pregnant makes that task just a little difficult. After the third attempt you were successful to make it onto your feet to wobble your way to the bathroom. You’re exhausted and a little emotional due to the lack of sleep.

“Carrying a baby is the most rewarding experience a woman can enjoy.”

That’s the thought that kept you going. No matter how uncomfortable you felt. The constant backaches, the swollen ankles, and not to mention the sensitivity to smell and constant nausea. You just keep reminding yourself that you were doing a beautiful thing and would be bringing life into this world and finally starting a family with your wonderful wife. It always makes you super emotional thinking about finally having the family you always wanted. You wiped the tears from your eyes and heads back to the bedroom. You were so lost in your thoughts you didn’t notice Emily was awake.

“Hey baby you okay” Emily asked with concern

“Yea. Um yea I’m fine. Go back to sleep” you said with a sniffle

“You’re crying baby what’s wrong?”

“Nothing, I’m just tired and a little uncomfortable. But I tell you what this baby better be a soccer player with all the kicking going on” you said with a wince as the baby kicked hard again

“Aww sweetheart c’mere I’ll see if I can the baby to calm down so you can get some rest”

“No Em it’s fine I’m just gonna go lay on the couch and maybe watch a movie. You need sleep you have work in the morning”

“Well you need sleep too and if you think for one minute I’m gonna leave my pregnant wife up alone when she clearly needs me then you’re wrong. So get over here and lay down and let me talk to our baby” she reaches out for hand to help you climb into bed, she waits a moment to allow you to find the best way to lay before laying her head on your swollen belly.

“Hey there peanut.” She was greeted with swift kick “listen I know you are excited in there and Mommy and I can’t wait to meet you in less than a month time but baby Mommy is very tired and she needs her rest” the baby kicked again but not as hard.

“Em I think it’s working keep talking”

“Little one it’s bedtime so let’s just settle down for the night so we can all get some rest.” She placed a kiss on your stomach and began to rub your very large baby bump.

“Em baby you know in less than a month we are gonna have a screaming, crying baby keeping us up at all hours of the night.

“Yea I know it’s exciting. I can’t wait to hold our baby.”

“Babe there’s also the feeding and let’s not forget the changing. Are you ready for that or are we gonna have the baby Hank situation all over again?”

It was the night that Derek and Savannah invited the team over for dinner. You and Emily were the first to arrive wanting to help with the set up.

Savannah and Emily had been secretive all night but you just thought they were plotting something against Derek. It wasn’t til much later that evening that you truly found out what Emily was really planning.

“Hey babygirl Savannah needs your help. Something about picking out an outfit for something. Anyways she upstairs in the master bedroom” Derek said you nodded before you quickly headed up the stairs to the bedroom

“Hey Sav, what’s going on?” You asked. She puts a finger to her lip to tell you to be quiet and points to the monitor on the wall. You turn to look at the screen and you can’t help but silently laugh at your girlfriend frantically trying to change little Hank’s diaper.

“Hey Savannah so how do you get the diaper to stay on?” You hear your beautiful girlfriend call for help through the baby monitors.

“Seriously Emily?. The little tabs on the sides”

“Oh so those weren’t supposed to come off”

“Em. Do you need help?”

“No!! I got it this.”

“Oh my god, Sav you’re letting Emily change Hank’s diaper? You do realize she has never changed a diaper before?”

“Hey, she volunteered something about needing practice”

“Oh no Hank I thought you liked me. Guys help me, he is peeing everywhere!” Laughing at the cries for help we both head to the nursery to try help. The sight before our eyes was historical. Hank is laying on the changing table gurgling and giggling away while Emily is using a teddy bear to shield herself.

“Emily baby are you okay?” you ask still while laughing at the situation

“Yes, just great, you know me and Hank here just spending some time together. We were having a blast until he decided to give me a golden shower. Sav you really need to teach him that is not polite to pee on people”

“Well babe the trick is to get the diaper on before the baby springs a leak” you helped put a new diaper on the baby while Savannah gave Emily a new outfit to wear.

“Ha ha very funny, but in my defense no one told me about the possibility of being peed on. I’m a BAU agent. I’m good at everything except changing diapers but that’s okay I can just leave the changings to you. I will do all the feedings”

“Ohh no. You, my beloved, are gonna change diapers too. You know what they say practice makes perfect.”

“I’ll keep practicing. I still have a month left. Alright baby let’s get some sleep before the little one decides to start kicking again.” She leans up to give you a kiss before settling back on her side of the bed.

“Emily I love you and thank you for giving me a family”

“I love you too and you also gave me a family as well. Good night baby get some rest”

[ry-kills-jemily]

Maybe expect a Jemily fic, an EmilyxReader, a Kaimelia, a Pitch Perfect, a Killing Eve and a Call The Midwife fic soon...

I also want to update the Ocean’s 8 fic :/

Idea brain go BRRRRR

[write-orflight]

Jackie and Wilson

**Gif Not Mine**

Anon requested: I would like to request 2 off of the slutty prompt list Please and thank you Man or woman of your choosing

#2: You were always more than a one night stand to me.

Pairings: EmilyXReader

Words: 1.6K (She’s a little shorty)

Warnings: None really, mainly fluff but does describe some sexual situations no smut tho

Request: OPEN/CLOSED

Summary: Emily has felt dead since they buried her fake body in the ground. so she returns to the last person that made her feel alive.

A.N: Inspired kind of by Jackie and Wilson by Hozier, so listen to that if you’ve never heard it. Also this is a wlw fic because I haven’t been seeing a lot lately and I’m very much bi but this is also my first wlw fic so don’t hate on me. Much love, Cia

Emily didn’t know what to do. 

Now that the team knew about her past and the man that had been hunting her for years was six feet under, it was the first time in a year that she felt like she was actually alive since they buried that empty casket. 

Since she met you. 

Emily remembered the night the two of you met. It was in a bar not far from the FBI building. She had just gotten back from a rough case and didn’t want to go home yet so she found herself in the smoky bar one night, the weight of the world on her shoulders. 

“You look like a whiskey drinker.” Emily hears, her head snaps up to see the most gorgeous woman she’d ever seen cleaning a glass behind the bar. She was in a semi-lowcut black shirt with her hair tied up in a tight high ponytail. Her makeup was light except for the bold wine red lip she dawned.  

“How’d you know?” Emily smiles, flirtatiously. 

The girl laughed gesturing at her uniform. “Kind of my job to. Don’t worry hon, I’ll take care of you.” 

Emily smiles watching the girl mix a drink before setting it in front of her. Emily raises an eyebrow at the mysterious woman. “What if I don’t like it.”  

“Well, if you don’t, the next one‘s on me.” She smiles. “But you will.” 

“You seem confident in your skills.” Emily says, taking a sip of the freshly made drink. It was perfect. “Fuck, that’s good.” 

“Well, at least it’s earned confidence.” The woman smiles, before turning to clean the dishes she made. Emily would be lying if she said she didn’t indulge herself and checked out the woman behind the bar. Soon, a rambunctious man is loudly entering the bar. Emily watches the girl turn towards the noise and instantly roll her eyes before regarding the man as he sits down at the bar, a few seats from Emily. 

“How’re you doing tonight, Y/N?” 

“Still gay, John. What can I get you?” 

“Your number.” 

“I’d rather chew glass. Can I get you something that pertains to my job?” 

“Oh come on, Y/N.” John says leaning into the woman whose name Emily just learned’s space across the bar. Emily watched her lean back uncomfortably away from the man. “Give me one chance, I’m sure I could turn you around.” 

Before Emily can stop herself she’s intervening. “Hey Kid, she’s obviously not interested so if you’re not going to order a drink, get lost.” 

The man angrily turns toward Emily. “Yea, and what’re you gonna do about it, Bitch?” He spits at her. 

Emily wordlessly takes out her FBI badge flashing it at the man. “Well, by the looks of it, you’re threatening a federal agent. So...Do you want to find out?” 

John grumbles obscenities as he exits the bar. The woman turns towards Emily. 

“Thank you but I had that handled.” She smirks. 

“I don’t doubt for a second you didn’t.” Emily smiles back. “He was just disturbing my drink. I’m Emily, by the way.” Emily says extending her hand. 

“Y/N.” You smile, shaking her hand back. 

That night felt like a blur. You talked about everything, nothing. Her life, your life, her job, your job. Time seemed to just float by and soon it was closing time. Emily watches as you shut the bar down for the night and waits while you lock the final doors. You guys still talk as she walks you to your car. 

“This was fun. Thank you for talking to me tonight.” Emily says. “It really helped me take my mind off things.”  

“No problem.” You say. “Just come back to see me.” 

Emily nods and you watch her walk off. She doesn’t get more than 6 feet before you yell out. 

“Hey!” Emily turns at the noise. “I-uh, I don’t typically do this but I have a really good bottle of whisky I haven't opened yet at my place, if you want to…” You trail off hoping she’ll take the hint. 

“I’ll follow you.” Emily smiles. 

That night was the first night in her natural life that Emily felt she was exactly where she was supposed to be. Sitting on the couch while drinking Y/N’s good whisky while she told Emily almost everything about herself. Y/N’s presence was so warm and her smile bright it wasn’t long before Emily was leaning in to kiss her. 

You kiss her back, obviously. It was what you’d been thinking about doing since the brunette woman walked into your bar. Her manicured hands framed your face as she leaned more into your space. Your hands circled her waist and pulled her towards you on the small couch, inciting a small, surprised moan from the woman in front of you. You weren’t typically like this. You didn’t have sex the first time meeting someone but there was something so eclectic about the woman in front of you now that every bone in your body burned to have her with you. Temporarily or not. You stood wordlessly, slipping your hand into hers before leading her to your bedroom. 

Emily had almost thought you were too good to be true. She had done so many bad things in this life, things she regretted, things no one knew about her. That the fact she had this perfect woman under her with wine red lips slack, her splayed under her like a halo as she moaned, back arching off the bed. There was no other way to describe the woman other than divinity brought to earth that Emily simply did not deserve. Especially in the way she held her afterwards. Like Emily was also precious and deserved care. It was then she realized that as much as she liked Y/N, Y/N deserved more. So when the early morning came, she left. 

Not long after that, She was kidnapped by Doyle, then presumed dead, then legally dead for a year before coming back to finish the war she had started with him long ago and she had won. And while that had been satisfying, to finally be back with her found family and the man that plagued her in the grave yet she still felt… dead. 

So she found herself outside the doors of the last place she felt alive. 

Emily sees you the second she enters the bar. Your back is turned toward the door as you were grabbing a drink behind you. Your eyes widened when you turned and saw her. Emily couldn’t help the small smile that played on her lips when she saw you. Your hair was shorter but you still looked the same to Emily, absolutely ethereal. 

You raise your eyebrows at Emily as she sits down at your bar but you place a coaster in front of her anyway. You stare at her with a waiting expression, a silent ‘what do you want?’ 

“Whisky.” She says, after that second. “Please.” 

You hum. Emily watches you angrily make the drink before all but slamming it on the coaster in front of her. Emily takes a sip of the drink as you watch with angry eyes, arms crossed defensively over your chest. 

“I understand that you’re mad--” 

 “You left, didn’t say goodbye or leave a note or anything. Then you appear back at my job more than a year later. I thought you were dead!” 

“Would you believe me if I told you I was?” Emily says, grimacing slightly at the harshness of your words. “I told you about my job last time, something happened where I had to leave the country for a while and I couldn’t contact anyon--”  

“You don’t owe me any kind of explanation.” You cut her off. “If I was a one night stand, fine I can deal with that, I’m a big girl. But don’t come back thinking you can spout outrageous lies at me to get some play-” 

“Woah! That’s not what I’m doing at all.” Emily exclaims. “I came back because… I don’t know, I just got back and everything has been weird and doesn’t feel right and you were the very last thing that’s felt right to me.” Emily says. She watches your expression soften but you don't uncross your arms. “And you were not just a one night stand to me, you know that right? You were always more than a one night stand to me. I was always going to come back to you. I wish my timing was better and I wish it hadn’t taken me this long but if you’re still available, I want to take you on a date. A proper one… if you’ll have me.” 

Emily watched you tap your foot on the floor, looking to the sky like you were having your own inner conflict with yourself. You uncross your arms before sighing. 

“It’s not that easy, I’m not that easy.” You say. 

“I know.” Emily agrees, crestfallen. She’d lost her chance at you on her own, she couldn’t be mad at anyone but herself. 

“And you’re going to have to make it up to me.” You say. Emily’s head pops back up, looking at you hopefully. You blow a breath before pulling a piece of paper and a pen from behind the bar and hastily scrawling 10 digits on it and slamming it into Emily’s hand. “Fridays are my nights off. So do with that information what you will.” You say before walking away to attend to the other patrons of your bar. 

“I will.” you hear, softly behind you.

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[amazingmaeve]

Love - Emily Prentiss

Criminal Minds Masterlist // Main Masterlist

Summary: Y/N and Emily met then went on dates and made love while falling in love with each other

Request: emilyxreader for any of these? :) fluffy “Why haven’t you kissed me yet” or “I think I’m in love with you and that terrifying” or smutty “If you want to come you better beg” or “You’re not going out dressed like that”

Requested by: @sobereinstein

Pairing: Emily Prentiss x Female!Oc

Warnings: Smut 18+

AN: I’m sorry this short 😢

Word Count: 879

Y/N and Emily have been dating for the past 6 months. They Mets about 9 months ago when they met each other in a coffee shop.

Y/N learned that Emily was a FBI agent and Emily learned that Y/N was going to school to be a vet and worked at restaurant.

Emily was the one who asked her out the 5 fifth time they ran into a each other.

Y/N was surprised because she didn't know that Emily was into girls but she guessed she was wrong and agreed to the date.

On the date Emily told Y/N about her teammates and to Y/N they seemed like fun if they weren't on a case. Y/N told Emily about her parents and her younger siblings.

At the end of the night Emily kissed at the door of her apartment and Y/N had blushed when she came into her apartment. She felt like she was falling in love.

The first time they had sex is after their 5 fifth date and about 3 months into their relationship. Y/N wasn't scared she has been with girls and a couple guys but she's never been with someone she's felt this way towards.

Emily carefully laid Y/N down and took her skirt and shirt off with consent. Emily only had her pants on and her bra.

“Are you sure about this," Emily asked as she was about to take Y/N's bra.

"Yes I'm sure," Y/N giggled with a smile on her face.

Emily took he bra off and looked at her nipples and then began to suck and lick the left one.

Y/N moaned as arched her back feeling her self get aroused by what she was doing.

She switched nipples and began tugging and pinching the one she left.

Y/N let out a whimper mixed with a moan and rubbed her thighs together trying to get rid of the ache between them.

Emily left her nipple and began to travel down Y/N’s stomach sucking hickeys into her skin. She could feel herself getting wetter and wetter as Emily got closer to the place she wanted.

As she stopped at her panties and looked up at Y/N for consent again. She nodded in response getting a bit impatient.

Emily pulled her panties down and threw them across the room. Y/N leaned back ready for pleasure Emily began to kiss her inner thighs and her face was in awe about how wet she was.

Y/N let out a frustrated groan feeling her ache getting stronger. Emily chuckled at her impatience and finally decided to give in.

Emily began to lap at Y/N’s clit.

“Emily,” Y/N moaned arching her back feeling so good because of Emily.

Emily smirked against her pussy happy to make her feel good. She licked up her lips then wrapped them around her clit and began sucking it.

”Em,” Y/N gasped started to rub her nipple to give her more pleasure.

Emily’s fingers circled her hole groaning at how wet she was. The groan set vibrations to her clit which made her gasped and pinch her nipples even harder.

Emily finally plunged her finger into her pussy.

Y/N’s eyes closed in pleasure her back arching off the been feeling so good.

Emilys lips were still wrapped around her clit and continued to suck only coming up for air once in a while.

She added a second finger which made the knot in her stomach feel even tighter and felt like it was about snap.

Emily noticed this and came up for air.

“If you want to cum you better beg,” Emily tainted with a smirk on her face as her fingers slowed down a bit which made Y/N groan.

“Please Emily let me cum. You make me feel so good I just want to show you. So please let me cum,” Y/N begged.

“Okay sweetheart cum whenever you want,” Emily allowed her which made Y/N smiled.

Emilys fingers went faster and her lips returned to her clit and began to suck harder than before.

Y/N put her hand in Emilys hair tugging on it feeling her high coming. Y/N let out strings of moans and whimpers.

“Emily,” Y/N let out a loud moan and tugged on Emilys hair as she came all over her fingers.

Y/N felt her self to fall asleep and in the morning she returned the favor in the show.

Now at the sixth month mark Y/N was staying over at Emilys place more and more. This specific night they had mind blowing sex after Emily got back from a case.

Y/N woke up to Emily gone and smelled breakfast. Y/N had a smile on her face as she stretching going to put on her robe.

She entered her kitchen and saw Emily dressed for the day cooking some eggs.

“Why haven’t you kissed me yet,” Y/N pouted as she stood there for a few seconds.

Emily let out a chuckle and walked over to Y/N placing a kiss on her lips.

“There you go,” Emily smiled at her.

“God I love you so much.”

[ssa-sapphic-inactive]

Do you have any Temily or Penemily Halloween headcanons?

i’ve never written for any ships before other than emilyxreader, but here’s a little something for penemily ;)

when halloween rolls around the corner, and the neighborhood streets are filled with nothing but orange and black, that’s the one time of year where emily and penelope’s differences really shine. while emily, with her dark and brooding ambience, prefers everything spooky and horrific about the holiday, penny, however, prefers all of the fun and sweetness that comes with it.

one of the ways they differ completely is when it comes to how they handle trick-or-treaters. on one hand, penny goes all out for them. she goes to the arts and crafts store to pick up supplies, before returning home and creating cute little makeshift gift bags to give to the children when they arrive. they’re usually filled with many different trinkets, toys, and candies (she makes sure not to include any with nuts specifically for those with allergies). she even makes sure to sow her very own bright costume every year in order to get into the spirit of things.

emily, on the otherhand, opts for a more different approach, as one would assume. you see, though she does join penelope on her trips to the arts and crafts store, they both normally separate once they get there, and emily heads straight for the aisles where the creepy masks and eerie decorations reside. her idea of having fun with the holiday is by giving the trick-or-treaters a little jump scare when they walk up to the door. she throws fake cobwebs everywhere and makes sure to include various skeletons and witches that pop up out of nowhere.

penelope scolds her for it each year, expressing how she felt it would only traumatize the kids, but emily always shrugs and tells her that it builds character. “besides,” she would add “they need to learn not to take candy from strangers anyway.”

when the night comes to a close, and all of the trick-or-treaters return home, the two of them will always spend the rest of their night cuddling on the couch under a warm blanket, munching on whatever candy is left in the bowl. they try finding a movie to watch in the halloween genre on netflix but it’s sometimes a struggle to agree on just one. in the end, however, penelope always manages to get what she wants, because emily will do just about anything to make her happy. even if that means watching some corny musical instead of a horror film.

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[criminalmindsmoodrn]

Guys i’m short on fanfics!!

Can somebody suggests ur favorites: Jemily/ Emilyxreader or like y/n joining the team kind of fics

Thank youuuu ❤️👄❤️

[neve-gallus-girl-detective]

would you ever write an xreader fic and what character would you be most likely to do it for

yes, and probably JJ. I've actually already started one, but I keep abandoning it because it feels too self-indulgent. I have a few xreader prompts in my askbox because I keep asking for them and then not touching them.

I'm also considering like one single reidxreader fic bcs I want him carnally, but only I know how to do it correctly /hj

I also have an emilyxreader idea broiling...

Send me an ask that says “Would you ever write…” and continue the sentence.

[criminalmindswhore]

Leather Jacket Emilyxreader

emily prentiss used to own tons of leather jackets, but after she moved to london she cut down on a lot of stuff to make the move easier. she was more mature so she decided to get rid of the leather jackets. so when she walked into the bullpen wearing a leather jacket jj was immediately intrigued as she remembers helping emily pack for london and giving away the leather jackets. she slid out of her chair and followed her best friend up the stairs. emily heard jj come into the office behind her and chuckled, “yes jj?” jj was leaned against the doorway with her arms crossed, “you haven’t owned a leather jacket in what 3 years? what changed?” pulling out a case file an uncontrollable smile broke out on emilys face. “what is that!” jj was astonished by the way her best friend was acting. “emily elizabeth prentiss i have never seen you smile like that.” emily shot jj a smirk, “you’ll know when you need to.” realizing she wasn’t gonna get much more out of emily, jj huffed and went back to her desk.

later that day at about 12:30, a gorgeous girl with y/h/c, wearing a leather jacket walked into the bullpen and tapped jj on the shoulder. she was holding what looked like a huge bag of food. “hi! im y/n, um im looking for emily.” jj hid her face of pure shock as tara and reid looked up from their files. “uh yeah shes straight up the stairs.” you smiled wide, “thank you.” you turned and headed up the stairs. “is she bringing emily lunch?” when emily opened her office door, the way she looked at you surprised the entire team. “what are you doing here?” emily took a deep breath, “oh my god you brought me robbies!” you nodded, emily threw her arms around you and kissed your cheek. her pure love and adoration for you distracted her from the fact that her entire team just saw that. when reality set it she took the food from you, set it on the couch and turned to face her team. her fingers intertwined with yours naturally, “everyone, since you’re already staring her down, this is y/n, my girlfriend.” her tone changed when she said your name. everyone including emily herself noticed it. after some short meetings emily pulled you into her office to eat. as you sat down on the couch you noticed your jacket sitting on the back of her chair. “emily prentiss! you stole my jacket!” emily shrugged and kissed you softly before taking a huge bite of her sub. down the stairs jj chuckled at your exclamation.

[playbucky]

Special

Requested by Anon - Criminal Minds - EmilyXReader March Prompts number 12. Prompts – 12 – ‘How long have you been standing there?’ Word Count - 422 Characters – Emily x Reader

You entered you shared apartment with Emily and took your shoes off. You heard voices from the living room and recognized them as Garcia and JJ. You walked up to the doorframe watching them as talked whilst sharing wine. You smiled and turned around but you the conversation captured your attention. ‘So when are you going to do it?’ JJ asked as she placed her almost empty wine glass down. Emily smiled and looked down at her lap. ‘Have you done it?’ Garcia asked excitedly, the wine almost spilling out he glass. ‘No.’ Emily replied and shook her head. ‘What are you waiting for then?’ JJ asked. ‘A perfect moment.’ Emily said and you tilted your head to the side, what where they talking about? ‘Em, there is no perfect moment. You saw me and Will, not even a full day.’ JJ said as she placed her hand on Emily’s lap. That made you more confused. ‘I know but…’ Emily said but started trailing off. ‘You want her to feel special.’ Garcia said as she took on Emily’s. ‘You love her?’ JJ asked. ‘Of course I do. I can’t think of my life without her. She’s here when I come back from a tough case. She always makes me happy and the smallest thing she does adorable and sexy.’ She said and she opened her mouth to continue but was cut off by a sniffing sound. Emily looked up at Garcia and JJ, to see none of them were crying. ‘How long have you been standing there?’ Emily asked as all three of them whipped their heads around. You looked down, wiping some stray tears away. ‘A while.’ You said as you looked up smiling at the girls. ‘What did you hear?’ She asked as she watched you walk around and sit beside her. ‘That you wanted to spend the rest of your life with me.’ You said and she looked down, embarrassed. ‘And your wondering how I would take it.’ You said as you took her hand and looked her in the eyes. ‘But, you should know by now that I would say yes.’ You said to her and you could hear Garcia holding a squeak in. ‘Well then, I planned on doing this somewhere else but, Miss Y/N Y/L/N will you do me the honour of becoming my lovely wife for the rest of my life?’ She asked and you nodded as she placed a kiss on your lips and lifted your left hand, placing the ring on your finger.

[misc-oneshots]

If you are accepting fics despite how full your inbox is EmilyXReader angst and h/c??

Yeah it just may take me a little while to get to it :) Anything specific to cause the angst or do you not mind? 

[ssaagentemilyprentiss]

Best Birthday Gift

Emilyxreader

Word count: 1300

Prompt: Forehead kisses

Emily receives the gift she always wanted for her birthday. Kinda a part two of Baby Talk

Tw: Mentions of Childbirth but nothing too graphic I promise

All mistakes are mine. Hope you guys enjoy 😊

It is 9:00 on October 11th, Emily is at her desk filing out the last of her paperwork when her phone rings. She smiles at seeing your beautiful face come across her screen.

“Hey baby I’m almost done with work and I’ll be home soon, anything in particular you need from the store” she asks, knowing that you usually had some ridiculous pregnancy craving.

“Emily, it’s time!” You tell her as you wince in pain as another strong contraction wracks your body

“Time? Time for what”

“Emily!! The baby is coming!!”

“Oh! baby are you sure?” She asks as she gathers her things to leave her office.

“Yes yes I’m sure. I have been having contractions all day and they are getting stronger by the hour and…oh god!”

“Baby what’s wrong, what’s happening?”

“Em I’m pretty sure my water just broke,”

“Okay baby I’m on my way now. Everything is going to be okay. I have the bags already in the car.”

“okay Emmy, please hurry but be safe!”

“I’m on my way and I love you” She says before ending the call. Walking out of her office, stopping to see Penelope to inform her of the news before quickly leaving. She turned on her flashing lights to make it home to you as quickly as possible. Barging through the front she calls out for you.

“In here.” You cry out as another contraction has just begun. Emily is at your side instantly, reaching for her hand, you squeeze tight as several waves of pain ripples through your belly. You try your best to use the breathing technique you learned in Lamaze classes but the pain was intense. After what seemed like forever the contraction ended giving you a brief moment of relief.

“Okay baby we have the go because by the looks of if your contractions are getting stronger. I’ve already call L&D and they have our room ready for us.” She helped get up onto your feet and out into the passenger seat of her SUV. Just as she reaches over to buckle your seatbelt another strong contraction ripped through your lower back causing you to immediately grab her arm and cry out in agony.

“Emmy it hurts. It hurts so bad.” You began sobbing as the contraction increases in intensity

“Oh my sweet girl, I know it hurts. I’m gonna get us to the hospital quickly so then the doctor can help get you some much needed relief” she hurriedly buckled your seatbelt checking to make sure you were secure before quickly pulling out of the driveway. The ride to the hospital was speedy, Emily turned on the lights and it gave you a clear way to the hospital. Pulling up the entrance she dash out the drivers side over to help you out of the vehicle.

“Oh god Emmy here comes another one” you cried out in pain once again

“It’s okay baby we here now just breathe in and out. hey you grab me a wheelchair” she yells out to the nearest nurse walking by. They helped you into the chair and began to push into the large building.

“Hi Im Emily Prentiss”

“Ah yes Emily Prentiss we’ve been waiting for guys to arrive. Jackie here will be you nurse so let get you settled in and hopefully very soon have us a baby”

You tried your best to give the friendly nurse a smile but it was more of a grimace as more pain surged through your body.

After what seemed like eternity, the nurses had you in a bed, and the soothing sounds of your baby’s heartbeat filled the room helping you to remain calm as your body tried to do what it was naturally supposed to do. You were told the doctor will be in at some point to check your progress. Emily has been at your side the whole time, offering her hand in comfort as you breathe your way through contraction after contraction, whispering words of encouragement as you sob out in pain.

“Baby it’s gonna be okay. Remember what they taught us in Lamaze class ‘this pain is a good pain’ as the pain gets stronger it means we are one step closer to meeting our baby” she gives you like a million forehead kisses and continues to whisper loving words into your ear. A few hours later there was a knock on the and in walked you Dr. Hart.

“How’s my favorite couple doing today?”

“Would be a lot better if we had our baby in my arm versus clawing it way out of my body” you growled out

“Well let’s have a little check” she said, placing the sterile gloves on her hands “you’re gonna feel a gentle touch followed by a little pressure.” You winced as you felt the pressure. “Well today is your lucky day, it is about time for you guys to meet your baby” she then proceeded to press a button on the wall and soon the room was filled with medical staff and equipment ready for the arrival of your baby.

“Okay Y/N on the next contraction I want you to push.” Emily climbed on the bed settling behind you to help with the pushing, holding onto you tight as you waited for the next contraction which happened a few seconds later.

“Ok I want you to bare down and push, that’s it keep pushing 2,3 and stop, take a deep breath and on the next contraction I want you to really push hard. Really give all you got.”

“Noo it hurts. It’s hurts so bad” you sobbed

“Keep going your doing great I see the head” Dr Hart called out as she instructed her team to get ready.

“I can’t Emmy. I cant it hurts too much”

“Baby you’re doing great. I know it’s hurt baby but this is the moment we’ve been waiting for. The last 9 months have been amazing, sweet girl so just give it one more good push so we can meet our beautiful baby.” She gives a kiss on the crown of head using the cloth beside the table to wipe the sweat from your forehead.

“Y/n Emily’s right you’re doing great. Just give me one more big push and your baby will be here. On my count one two and that’s it keep going here comes the head” you were practically screaming at this point as you felt the most insane pressure of your life. You continued to push through the pain and pressure until you felt the breath of relief. The room was soon filled with the sweet cries of your little bundle of joy as the doctors worked to clean your baby off.

“Ladies I would like to introduce you to meet baby girl Prentiss born at 1:36am”

“It’s a girl?” You questioned through your sobs not even paying attention to the time that the doctor just mentioned

“Yes it’s a beautiful baby girl” Dr Hart confirmed

“Emily would like to do the honors of cutting the cord” Emily quickly agreed with the assistance for the doctor cutting the cord. You couldn’t stop the tears from streaming down your face as you held your daughter for the first time.

“Baby you did it. I’m so proud of you.”

“She’s so beautiful I can’t believe she is finally here. She is perfect and definitely worth all the pain.

“Congratulations Emily and Y/n she is beautiful.” Nurse Jackie said. “So how about we see how much she weighs and get her all cleaned up. Do you guys have a named picked out for her yet”

“Yes. Harper Penelope Prentiss” Emily said with such pride.

“It’s beautiful. Baby Harper weighs 6lb 5oz, she’s about 19inches long and she entered the world on Oct 12th at 1:36am” Emily stood there with a shocked expression on her face. There was no way either of you could ever predict that your baby would enter on this day, your due date wasn’t actually for another 2 weeks.

“Well what are the odds that both my girls were born on the same day. I couldn’t ask for anything better. Happy Birthday Emily and Happy Birthday Harper.

“Thank you Y/n you have given me the best birthday gift I could ever ask for. I love you and I love our beautiful family.”

“You’ve given the best life ever and I love you too”

Emily looks down at the beautiful baby she held in her arms with a silent tear streaming down her face, she places a soft kiss on Harper tiny little forehead while whispering softly

“Happy Birthday Harper and you are the best birthday gift ever.”