#fuck you cm writers

[i-live-in-spite]

Stop, because fucking Haley's funeral.

That's all

[beware-of-you-98]

i know, i know, jj is so fucking strong and she perseveres despite everything she’s gone through, i know, but fucking hell my heart is breaking over and over for her

the far away look in her eyes

the constant fidgeting to keep herself present

the way she only has the bare minimum amount of skin showing, even to where she’s covering her hands

my heart hurts for her so much and she’s forcing herself to deal with all of this alone

[samuelsdean]

bye this just reminded me of how spencer's savior complex is so entwined with his abandonment issues his first response when gideon didn't contact the bau a few days after he said he was going to his cabin was to actually head over there to check up on gideon bc he was worried (over a grown man idc if that's his mentor that's still a grown man) and the only thing he found there was that stupid letter

It took me way too long to realize Spencer has a savior complex when for the first six seasons he would frequently run towards a armed UnSub with no vest or gun.

[aaronwhorechner]

beep beep, delusional mess coming thru

in 3.15, when emily gets off the phone with penelope she says "i love you, penelope garcia" but is looking at hotch the entire time lmao

[reiderwriter]

🗝 Don't Back Down 🗝

Pairing: Unit Chief! Sub Spencer Reid x dom! BAU Reader

For the CM Kink Bingo Challenge 24

Requested: Hello!! You are an excellent writer, and I hope you don’t mind a random request. :)!Basically, Spencer breaks protocol and endangers himself - runs after an unsub without backup, takes off his vest, etc. whatever it is - the reader is either there or finds out and is PISSED. She’s obviously not above him in the BAU, so she can’t punish him at work, but she can punish him in bed through toys/edging.

Warnings: 18+ MINORS DNI, brief mentions of details, minor gunshot wound, sex toys, punishment, BDSM themes, male sub Spencer, cock ring, dildo, masturbation (f), squirting, overstimulation (male), multiple orgasms, begging, messy sex, slight cum play, implied oral sex (f), boss/ subordinate relationship, partial established relationship, FWB dynamic. Implied switch x switch.

A/N: Hello! I really loved writing Unit Chief Spencer for my first Kink Bingo fic, so I've decided to bring him back a second time, and I'll be rounding out the challenge with a third part in the Unit Chief saga in July! You don't have to have read the first part, but if you want to, you can find it here~♡ I'm still enjoying the challenge of interpreting all the bingo challenges and this marks my very first bingo line! Let's see if I can get a full board!!

Masterlist || Bingo Board

His tenure as Unit Chief may have been temporary and wholly unwanted, but you admired Spencer's commitment to actually taking care of every member of the team he was left in charge of. 

He'd supported JJ in interviews, actually taking care of the press very effectively, and made sure Garcia was calm and stable. Hell, he'd even made Rossi feel better about his work on cases. And for you - well, he'd taught you to shoot straight. That and more. 

He'd held you in the middle of the night on the tougher cases, letting you sob into his bare chest the day you'd first killed an unsub. He'd distracted you from cases with his tongue, and his fingers and his dick, he'd given you pleasure where the job gave only pain and stress, and you loved him. 

You loved him, even if he was going to get himself killed. 

At first, it had been pulling Luke out of the way of a moving vehicle, being almost mowed down himself when on a case. Then he'd walked into a scene without his gun and had actually taken off his vest in exchange for JJ and Tara being able to back away to safety. He'd closed a door between him and Rossi and an active bomb that had only just been deactivated in time, and more recently, he'd taken two bullets for you. 

It was like he wanted to die. 

Th bullets, of course, had hit his vest, but a third had scraped his shoulder, and the cry out of pain had you nearly hysterical. Luke had taken down the unsub immediately, but you were a flood of tears already, panicking and having and dropping to your knees as you shook, the anxiety of almost losing him flooding your body with adrenaline. 

After all that, he was still the one comforting you. 

“Y/N. Y/N, shhh, it's okay, I'm here. I'm okay. Don't cry were both safe, I saved you. We're safe.” 

You pounded at his chest, but with the others surrounding you, there was nothing to do but stand and pull yourself together, even if you wanted to rage at him and tell and scream. 

He gave out orders and was escorted away to an ambulance, and you wiped your tears and got to work. You'd fucked Spencer, sure, you had been fucking him for months now, but it wasn't a relationship. It certainly wasn't anything your coworkers knew about, and you knew they'd have words if they did know. 

So you wiped your tears, and you put your head down and finished up your work. Then you made your way back to the jet, back to your home, back to your bed, and waited for him to make an appearance. 

You weren't in a relationship, but you knew he'd come. You heard his keys in your door, rolling your eyes at how naive you'd been handing it over - in case of emergencies, really, he had Luke and Penelope’s spare keys as well because they lived alone, it'd be safer. 

You sat up in your bed and waited for him to come in, scoffing when he knocked on your bedroom door.

“Was there a point to that, Spencer?” You asked, calling him in. 

He looked dishevelled, slightly worse for ware, but god did he look good. He wore a new shirt, a bullet hole ripped in the last one, sleeves pushed up to his elbows. The top buttons were undone, and he discarded his jacket on your chair before stepping closer. 

“Y/N…” his voice was so tired you almost forgot how angry you were. Almost. 

“No. Don't come to me like that after you pulled that stupid shit today, Spencer.” 

“He was going to shoot you-” 

“He was going to miss. You're taller than me. And if I'd stayed where I was, I would have fired off a round before he could even get one shot in. But you pushed me out of the way and almost got yourself killed instead.”

He stood with his hands on his hips in front of the bed, a scowl on his face as he struggled with words to find next. 

“I won't apologize for saving your life.”

“No, you won't because you didn't save my life. You almost ended yours.”

“Y/N-” 

You knelt on the bed now and grabbed his shoulders, pushing him to his knees. 

“No. I'm done listening, and you're done talking. If you're not going to stop walking into near death experiences, you don't get to walk in here and fuck me.”

He sank to his knees easily, his eyes wide as you sat up on the bed in front of him. You thought of leaving him there the entire night, of kicking him out into the living room to sleep on the couch. If you hadn't been through so much that day, you'd just send him home. 

But sat there on his knees, you saw a flash of desire in his eyes, big and round and needy. 

His gaze flicked to your core, and you suddenly entertained different ways to punish him, to train him out of destructive behaviour. 

“Handcuffs,” you said, holding out your hands for them. He passed them up, and you left the bed, restraining his hands behind his back quickly and grabbing two items from your draws. 

You moved to the bed and knelt again as he looked at you with dark eyes, suddenly aware of what was happening to him. 

“Y/N-” 

“I didn't say you could speak,” you said as you quickly peeled off your nightdress, leaving yourself bare on the bed. 

Usually, you'd feel embarrassed being naked. Even when he undressed you, you felt the urge to cover your tits, to squeeze your legs shut so he couldn't see all of you, to let him pry your hands away, to coax your legs apart. 

Now, you sat confidently, spine straightening as you looked down at him. 

His eyes took in your body, and he winced as if pained when you touched yourself, knowing that usually he alone had that honour. 

“Y/N…”

“One more time, and you won't return to this bed for days. Do you understand?”

Learning, he nodded and sat up again to watch your fingers play with your nipples, twisting them either way as you moaned and sighed above him.

His breathing hitched as you let your hands trail lower and lower until they reached your cunt. You didn't touch yourself yet though. 

“Open,” You said, leaning forward and tapping his chin. He complied, opening his mouth and you shoved two fingers inside.

“Get them nice and wet for me.” 

He licked and sucked your fingers for two minutes, never breaking eye contact as his spit rolled down your hand. 

“Good boy,” you said, pulling them away as you began to touch yourself. Sitting back on your ass, you rubbed your clit, rubbing his spit into your sensitive button, letting him know how good it felt, how close you were to cumming with his spit on your cunt. You plunged one finger in and then another as you watched him bite his tongue, careful not to let even a small sound slip out. 

You didn't even have to glance down to know he was hard. It was in the set of his shoulders, the rapid breaths he took. It was the way he sat back on his heels, rocking back and forth to feel some goddamn friction. 

You couldn't have that. 

You placed your foot on his uninjured shoulder and tried to hold him in place. 

“Don't fucking move,” you said, slipping a second finger inside yourself ad you picked up the pace. Your hips bucked ad you watched him watch your cunt, paying attention to every twitch you made, every moan, breath, gasp, and shudder. 

“I'm gonna cum, fuck, I'm gonna- shit! Shit-” 

You came with a spurt, squirting your cum across his face as he leaned closer, desperate to taste you. You grabbed his hair and forced him backwards though, grabbing the two toys beside you as you dropped down to the floor. 

“You're not touching my cunt today, Spencer, not even for a taste. You're not touching anything today.”

You pulled his cock free from his pants and spat on it, not bothering to touch it properly before pushing the cock ring onto him and pressing the on button. 

In a minute he was a moaning mess and you smiled at the painful pleasure disrupting his features. 

“Eyes open, Spencer, you have to keep watching.” 

You kept your eyes locked with his, his mouth open wide in a silent moan as he tried not to cum, desperate to hold out for you as long as he could. 

You climbed back onto your bed and spread your legs again, this time accompanied by a translucent plastic cock. You teased your hole for a few seconds, grabbing Spencer's attention before pushing it in. 

His eyes were stormy as he watched you fuck yourself with your old companion. You hadn't used it in a while, basically since you'd started fucking Spencer. He had rules, and one of them was that you couldn't use the dildo without his permission. He'd never given permission.

The look on his face now was worth whatever punishment he'd had out in the future, a mixture of anger and pathetic arousal, his eyes never leaving your cunt even as his own dick started spurting.

He came quickly, splashing up his shirt, ruining his pants. 

You left him there like that, though, even as he winced from the overstimulation. 

He didn't make a sound still, even as his dick got hard again almost immediately after deflating the first time.

“Look at what a mess you made. You're such a little pervert that you just came all over your shirt and pants. I hope you bought a spare, Spencer.” 

His fight was gone as he looked at you again, only lust left as he panted and writhed beneath you. 

You kept riding the dildo, burying It between pillows so you could ride it easier without needing to hold it. 

He watched transfixed as his cock twitched again, vibrating still right on his balls. 

“Tell me how good it feels, Spencer.’

“Hurts… Y/N, so good…. it hurts.”

You smiled down at him and kept asking him questions, knowing he'd never be able to stay quiet now. 

“Do you want to cum again?” 

“Fuck…yes, please, Y/N, please.”

“Do you want to cum all over yourself one more time?”

“N-No… messy, want to cum…in you.”

“What a shame, Spencer, but that isn't allowed. I won't let you cum in me if you're going to try to take a bullet in the field.”

“Y/N… p-please,” he whined, and you heard his voice break, hips thrusting up into the air now as he watched you. 

“No. You're going to cum on yourself until you promise not to do it again.”

He shook his head, closing his eyes as he tried to resist cumming for a second time, so out of control. “Please-” 

“You can do it. Promise me.” 

“Y/N, p-please let me cum” he moaned again, his hands pulling at the restraints so he could get this infernal cock ring off of him and bury himself inside of you. 

But it was too late, and his second orgssm stretched out longer than the one before. 

You'd leaned in so close you'd caught a drop of cum on your face, but most of it pooled on him instead. He collapses backwards, his cum coating his stomach and chest, his shirt going translucent in places as the ring kept buzzing. 

His moans were loud now, and immediately, he knew it was too much to wish for round three. 

“I promise! Y/N, I promise, please fuck, I promise.”

You quickly fell to the floor, turning off the cock ring and slipping it off as you kissed him tenderly, thanking him and praising him for doing such a good job for you. 

You rolled him onto his side and removed the handcuffs, immediately pulling them into your lap and massaging them, feeling a bit guilty about the red marks. 

“Spencer?” You asked after a few moments when he seemed to have regained his breath and his senses. 

“Mmm?” 

“We should get you in bed. You need to rest.” 

He nodded and weakly sat himself up, falling into bed beside you. He threw the dildo across the room and nuzzled himself into you, head buried between your breasts. 

You pulled away and came back with a wash cloth, stripping his shirt and pants and cleaning the cum off him as best you could so he could sleep comfortably. 

“I prefer when you do that with your mouth, you know?” He joked, and you playfully hit his leg. He couldn't still be thinking about sex after that. 

But he was. As careful as you were to not overstimulate him again, his cock still rose again, and he pushed your hands away, pulling you up to him. 

“I came twice, but you only did it once,” he whispered between kisses. 

“It seems like we need to get even.”

With that, you knew that your turn being in charge was over, and he was the leader now.

"But only if you beg for it," you smirked, looking up at him, but he easily flipped you over, pushing you up so you were kneeling on the sheets above him again, him undernesth you. 

You happily followed him as he pulled your dripping core over his mouth, and he pulled you in for one last taste, begging you for forgiveness with his tongue again and again.

[minswriting]

a lil list of my favorite authors

hello my loves! i decided that i will be making a small post with my favorite cm writers. go ahead and check them out to read their fics!! this isn’t everyone but just a few of my top fic writers fr.

@brattyspence - my pookie wookie. she writes angst and fluff. i personally ADORE her fluffy pieces, especially her dad!spence fics!! she writes for only spencer

@esote-rika - erika, my QUEEN. she writes for spencer and writes a lot of 18+ content. her work is literally just gold

@incognit0slut - lou is legit like one of my favorite writers on here. she writes only spencer content and they’re all just *chef’s kiss*. her blog is MDNI!

@mariasont - MARIA MY HOMEGIRL!! she writes the best bimbo!reader x hotch fics. i literally SCREAM when she posts a new fic because they’re literally all so good. she writes for both spencer and aaron!!

@mggslover - lover, my lover. i adore her fics so much. especially her aaron content as she recently started writing for hotch!! she writes for both spencer and hotch and it’s all SO GOOD!

@aureatelys - DENISE AHHHH she writes for hotch and is an 18+ blog. her dbf hotch fics literally make me SCREAM. they’re so fucking good. literally top tier fics for me and i adore them so much.

@beenreidingaboutyou - eliza, my POOKIE. she’s such a good spencer writer and she just wrote her first ever smut fic which CAME OUT SO GOOD!! literally shat bricks reading it. i loved it so much.

@kiwriteswords - LITERALLY SOME OF THE BEST HOTCH FICS I HAVE EVER READ. top tier 100%. adore her so very much and her fics are just AHHHHH.

@reidrum - arya, i adore you so much. her spencer fics are just so good and when she writes smut? bitch i’m in love fr.

like stated before, this isn’t everyone because it would be so much to put absolutely everyone lol. but regardless, enjoy!!!

[noodle-is-unstable]

What size and look are the JJK Characters 🍆

(Head Cannons)

Ft ~ Satoru Gojo, Suguru Geto, Kento Nanami, Toji Fushiguro, Ryoumen Sukuna, Choso, Takuma Ino, Shiu Kong, Uraume, Yuki Tsukumo, Shoko Ieiri, Mahito

Synopsis ~ What size and look are the JJK Characters 🍆

Content Warning ~ 18+, 🍆 descriptions. Idk adult stuff (Picture of monster 🍆 for reference)

BEFORE I START!

We are being (semi) Realistic here. Smut writers are out of control with the sizes. Here is a visual representation next to my forearm. This is 12 inches (30.48cm), basically my entire forearm and hand.

I'm a monsterfucker along with a lot of you but lets still be a little realistic here. No one is taking a foot long, subway sandwich length dick and not heading to the hospital after. This is an 8 inch monster cock and it is huge. 8 Inches (20.32cm) is BIG

Also while I'm at it GOJO DOESN'T HAVE 6 INCH (15.24cm) FUCKING FINGERS! WHO STARTED THAT?! He would look like salad fingers! fucking Slenderman ass fingers. Just no! Andre the Giant didn't even have 6 inch (15.24cm) fingers! He was 7'1" (2.24 meters)! Stop the Gojo finger LIES

Anyhoodle, that's my rant and information now enjoy the head cannons 💖

Gojo~

Size: 7.5" (19.05cm) Long. Not super thick but not awkwardly skinny either. Very middle of the road thickness

Description: Pale like him, blue veins can be seen all over it. The veins are very tactile and pop out a lot. Tip is also fairly pale but a blush pink. Leans slightly to the left

Geto ~

Size: 7" (17.78cm) Long. Thicc with two C's

Description: Two toned, darker at the base and more pink on the top 1/4th. Thick vein running underneath. THICK tip. Curves up

Nanami ~

Size: 7" (17.78cm) Long. Not terribly thick but a good girth

Description: All the same colour. Very aesthetically pleasing with one prominent vein up the right side. Tip is the same colour as the shaft. No lean, very straight

Toji ~

Size: 8" (20.32cm) Long. Thick too. He's a tanky man and his cock is the same

Description: Darker tone than the rest of his body. Fat veins running along it, very prominent. Tip is slightly lighter but still more tan than pink. Sharp right lean

Sukuna ~

The Twin Terrors are exact twins so this applies to both.

Size: 12" (30.48 cm) Long. Equally as thick as a forearm (He's a literal monster. Fight me.)

Description: Slightly pale compared to his body. Veins aren't super visible and don't poke out much. Tip is a deep pink in contrast to the rest. Tattooed circle at the base. Both gently curve up but sag because of the weight

Choso ~

Size: 6.5" (16.51cm) Long. Not thick or thin

Description: Prettiest cock you'll ever see. Same tone as his body. Deep blue veins that don't pop out much. Baby pink tip. No lean, very straight

Ino ~

Size: 6" (15.24cm) Long. On the thicker side

Description: Lighter than his body. One dark and thick vein running up the right side. Pretty pink tip. Small, almost invisible, left lean

Shiu ~

Size: 7" (17.78cm) Long. Slightly thicker than average

Description: Slightly darker than his body. One fat, light blue vein on top, doesn't pop up much. Tip is only a slighter shade of pink. Small right curve

Uraume ~

Size: Unknown

Description: It's unknown what happens between the ethereal beings legs and I won't be speculating. It's a portal to a different dimension for all we need to know

Yuki ~

Size: Everything from 3" (7.62cm) to 15" (38.10cm) Long and any thickness can imagine

Description: Yuki is a collector and has every kind of cock shape known to man or monster. Her dildo collection is unmatched

Shoko ~

Size: 5.5" (12.70cm) Long. Most average thickness

Description: Shoko prefers a very average sized dildo. Not too big, not to small. just average

Mahito ~

Size: Anything

Description: Just say what size, shape, colour, curve, thickness and Mahito will provide. Get ready for things to get weird because you can literally fuck any monster with him

[thesnakeoutsider]

The Wedding | Bark and Bite 2 of 15

Hello again @scientificallywrongsoap , lil beans and random people that found this on their feed.

This is the second illustration for the wedding of our lovely murderous boys. As some of you know I have plans for other pieces that involves churches and a party. And I have space to fill so I need your help.

If any of you has an OC (original character) or a “sona” / persona that you use to appear on line, no matter the fandom. And you want to be in the background of the next pieces, means to this the ceremony and the party, please send the references to my inbox! I already have a few but I need more. I have big ass space to fill.

EDIT 19/01/25 if you are a writer and you don’t have your character or your sona in pictures or drawings you can send me a reference made with PicCrew! If you search for “full body” you can find tons of options for to build your character, a plus in this one is that this templates are made by artist so is good to go. Cuz I’m sorry but in this house we are against the use of AI for art, so please don’t send AI as reference.

The size of each one of the future illustrations (including this and the previous one) are 36 x 26 cm or 14.4 x 10.4 inches long . That is HUGE, so we all can print it when I’m finish but yea. Send those references in my way please I will be grateful for that.

But now let me explain what the hell are you looking in this work!!!

In first place we have the complete piece with dialogues. Those dialogues are based on the video that shows up the change in Subject 7-1 gear at the beginning of The Glitch arc. In that one Swagger mentions that he likes more the old mask, and John gives to him that mask.

So that’s why in this piece he has that one , and not the new one.

I also have a lot of theory of why he is not using his old gear anymore but that’s matter of a future fanfic not something for this wedding.

On second we have ✨Clothes Details ✨

As I said in the past one, I modify the traditional attires to fit them, in Thai piece we can see more of the little things that I added to Subject 7-1 clothes, the brooch is more clear and the little buttons in the sleeve are matches in color and detail. Again for the lost ones violet/ purple is his color. The pattern again I did it myself by hand and I’m still, very proud.

Swaggers has symmetrical details so this sides matches the other one.

Now THE BACKGROUND

I asked glitch for his favorite maps in Warzone, why Warzone and not zombies? Or multiplayer? Cuz Swagger comes from the Warzone universe, the same one that WZ. So it was at least for me very clear that we needed that. He give me the list. And he remembered that in Vondel map, one of his favs, it has an actual church. And the decision was made.

Vondel is the map where they will get married. Of course here it looks more clean than in the real map, but let’s pretend that the boys cleaned the house before the ceremony. This specific church is based in a real life one the link to see the real one is in the previous post. And belive me when I said that I searched and search I even ask my friends if they have a good screen shoot of the place.

None of the screenshots give me the vibe I needed. So I DID THE FUCKING CHURCH BY HAND, LINE BY LINE. BRICK TO BRICK. ALL MINE.it took me like,,, Ikd four ? Five hours? But I get it done and it looks stupidly beautiful and fit thing that I love it.

Then we add a little Easter eggs for the other boys, in one we have a pink soap with a crown with pink gems to represent Johnny and Baby Girl , in the other side we have the traditional new ghost skull mask, the other one didn’t work I’m sorry.

And we have a crown for Biblical Accurate König next to Jack mask cuz they are they. And in the wall a big explosion and the line “WZ was here” . My boy was there. I love him so much. Belive me when I said that after I finish the wedding and the centaur König I promise to itibo , the boy will be my next victim for art. I have so much of him that I want to draw.

And that’s it for now. Please send your references, I don’t bite. And I don’t judge ocs. All are welcome. Let’s party together.

The pieces with the Ocs are going to take a bit more time, for the complexity of the composition and backgrounds that I want but I hope to have them ready in two weeks. More or less and it will be a 4 imagen update. In the meantime I will work in other little pictures that the wedding photographers usually shoot. Like they’r hands , the rings, the other guests you all don’t know how much I need to draw the tree soaps in kilts *internal screaming * it’s gonna be beautiful (?)

Once an old art teacher told me that other artist can see how much you love someone, or how meaningful they are for the amount of details and work that they put in their gifts, so if we all looking at this we can tell how much I love this two and glitch of course cuz. This is nothing. Y’all need to sit down if this looks like to much, this is only THE BEGINNING

Creating stuff for glitch always make me push my limits, and here I gooooooo

[thyme-in-a-bubble]

tiny

kinktober, day fifteen

a/n: bro this is just straight-up goofy. i figured why not go all out silly. HOT, but goofy hehe

warnings: miguel o'hara x fairy!reader, smut, size kink, extreme size difference (reader is small, think like tinkerbell or something, maybe 15-20 cm tall?), fingering, dirty talk, magical fairy vagina

∼ gentle reminder that feedback, but especially reblogs are the way you support writers on here ∽

masterlist | join my taglist | kinktober 2023

This was in no way the first time you had laid in Miguel’s palm. The calloused skin was one of your favourite places to nap. Only this time, you weren’t exactly slumbering… 

“Uh,” your lips pursed as you let out a moan, the tip of his other index finger being expansive enough to cover your sopping core in its entirety as he rubbed you silly. 

“Fuck, you’re so tiny,” he groaned, hypnotised by your twinkling visage, “like a damn leaf, I’m scared I’ll break you.”

“Lucky you fairies are more resilient than you’d think,” a grin curled up on your lips as you wiggled your hips back against him, nudging him against your entrance so needily that he nearly breached, “our anatomy can take all sorts of incredible feats…” a smirk bloomed on his features at your words as he swiftly picked up on your hints and pressed the tip of his digit in, “o-oh!”

Gazing down at you writhing in his palm, a yearnful crinkle appeared to his brow, “shit, how are you taking this much?” watching you fiercely as he split you apart, the extraordinary juxtaposition nearly making him drool. 

Quite literally feeling him in your throat as he pumped in and out of your fae pussy, you purred, “I can take more, you know.”

“Oh yeah?” your chaotic glint began to mirror in his own eye, “how much?”

“Why don’t you pull your dick out and find out.”

© 2023 thyme-in-a-bubble 

[lekkkkz]

I mean, since your asking… (and I’ve never done this so bare with me, I probably sound so nervous on this.)

Zoro from one piece, would love a blow job (reader receiving could be Zoro too) and some tit fucking of sorts? (Zoro giving, heard his titles where like 110 cm)

I know this isn’t the best request, apologies

- could I be an anon of sorts? Would like to follow you through your journey as a writer

(-🕷️ Anon?)

RORONOA ZORO X MALE READER TOP

《Blowjob, cum play and titty fuck 》

– Minors do not interact

Zoro's shaky legs were trying to cling to your back, his breathing was ragged, he was about to have his third orgasm, but can you blame him? Your mouth feels great around it.

Your tongue caresses its tip, then goes down and licks the vein at the side, causing Zoro to let out a low moan and his body shake.

Your hands hold his trembling thighs tighter, you move away from his cock with a small "plock", a smile appears on your pretty boy face when you see his condition, red cheeks, lips parted, saliva dripping from the corner of his mouth and chest rising and falling rapidly.

—Pretty — you say as you give little licks to his cock.

Zoro looks down, seeing how your red and wet tongue runs down his sides, causing a needy moan from him.

—Don't worry honey, I'll make you come very soon —.

Your mouth engulfs his cock again, sucking around it, putting more pressure on the tip. Zoro couldn't take it anymore, with a few last licks of wine in your mouth, you gladly received the substance.

You took the cock out of your mouth, still with his semen inside, you approached the panting Zoro, you held his jaw gently, he inertia opened his mouth, and you let the liquid fall inside for him to taste himself.

Zoro gulped it all down with a groan, savoring its salty taste.

You crawled to the edge of the bed, pulling off your pants until they were bunched up around your ankles.

—Come honey, kneel in front of me, it's my turn to orgasm —.

Zoro moved in front of you slowly, putting his hands on your knees, waiting for any indication.

—Okay, put your tits together, because I'm going to fuck them until they're full of my hot cum— A giggle left your lips after saying that.

Zoro with a bit of shame did as requested, bringing her tits together to receive your fat and hard cock.

You pulled Zoro closer to you, putting your cock between his big milking cups.

You started to move, feeling the friction around you, a low moan left your mouth, you closed your eyes to focus on the pleasure.

Zoro couldn't help but see your expressions, how you let out small moans, how your brow is furrowed and your cheeks are red.

—Very good honey, everything feels fucking good—Another moan left your lips, this one much louder than the last.

Your thrusts were faster, Your hips moved impatiently seeking release.

You were very sensitive, about to cum, Zoro noticed it and squeezed her tits more, to help you get there faster, he wanted to have your semen painted on his chest and face.

And so you did, you came, a broken moan came from your mouth, long strings of hot and thick semen stained his chest and face, you kept moving your hips to lengthen your orgasm.

With a shaky sigh you walked away from Zoro, turned in his direction and saw how your seed dripped from his face, how his pretty tits were impregnated with your semen.

—Damn, you look so pretty like that—.

An apology for answering you after months, is that I am a procranist, I hope you enjoy it and Thank you for your request - 🕷Anon.

An apology in advance for the bad spelling and bad English.

[little-diable]

A complicated man – Professor Aaron Hotchner (Profiling 101 Series, Part 5/?)

Chapter five, here we go! Please like and reblog if you enjoyed reading this, your comments keep us writers motivated. Enjoy my loves. xxx

Summary: The reader enrolls in professor Hotchner's class "Profiling 101", a man she has always looked up to, a man who treats her like an asshole from day one. Will her need for academic validation manage to push the two closer together? Will her bright mind push her into the world of Aaron Hotchner and the BAU team? Will he manage to keep his distance before the world he tries to protect her from can get its grasp on her?

Warnings: 18+, some heated making out, Aaron is a big asshole in this, mentions some typical CM violence

Pairing: Professor!Aaron Hotchner x fem!reader (2.3k words)

Profiling 101 Series Masterlist

Part One Part Two Part Three Part Four Part Six

“Yes, Emily, I am on my way. I promised you I’ll show up, didn’t I?” A tired sigh left (y/n) as she watched the houses and streets blurr by, being driven to the BAU. Her heart was aching, mind racing, still hooked onto her last conversation with Aar- Professor Hotchner.

She wasn’t proud to admit that she had cried through most parts of that night, cursing herself, but mostly cursing the older man. Deep down she had expected the situation to go south, very well aware of his stoic self and the lines both had crossed.

And yet a small, pathetic part of herself had believed that everything would work out, that he’d want her as much as she wanted him. Fuck, how foolish she had been, how naive she had been, all because of a man who was almost twice her age. A man who should be more mature than how the professor was acting at the moment. 

Emily had called her a few days later, quietly begging (y/n) to find her way to the BAU, since JJ was sick and they were desperate for any help they could get. It hadn’t taken much convincing, even though (y/n) couldn’t help but wonder how crossing paths with him would play out. 

The brown haired agent was waiting for (y/n) to arrive, smiling at the young woman with a visitor’s badge already in her hand. Both shared a bit of small talk as they made their way upstairs, momentarily managing to distract (y/n) from her nervousness. But the second they stepped into the office, (y/n)’s blood ran cold, eyes instantly drawn to Aaron Hotchner’s dark ones.

An expression of confusion, annoyance, and anger crossed his features, instantly forcing the young woman to slow down the speed of her steps. Of course Emily hadn’t told the others about her plan, a fact (y/n) shouldn’t have been surprised about, and yet her insides didn’t stop churning. 

“(Y/n)! It’s so good to see you.” Penelope was the first to break the few awkward seconds of silence, pulling the young woman into her grasp as Derek and Spencer also stepped closer. She tried to stop her eyes from searching his as her professor growled a loud “Prentiss, a word please”, but the second he had turned away, her eyes had snapped towards his frame once again.

“We missed you, sweetheart, you’re just the woman we need on this case.” Derek’s sweet words managed to make a smile tug on (y/n)’s lips, a smile that grew even bigger as Spencer quickly hugged her, and as Rossi squeezed her shoulder. But there was no time left to exchange any further pleasantries, falling quiet as the two others stepped back into the room. 

“Alright, let’s focus on our case. Reid and Morgan, I need you to go back to the crime scenes, go through the events that have happened, maybe we missed something. Rossi and I will talk to the people who worked at the slaughterhouse. Prentiss and (y/n) talk to the families again, dig deeper with Garcia's help."

……

“Why didn’t you tell him?” (Y/n)’s voice filled the car, fingers wrapped around her hot drink as Emily drove them back to the BAU. With a sigh leaving the agent she let her eyes flicker towards (y/n), taking in the sad expression the young woman couldn’t shake off.

“Listen, I don’t know what happened between the two of you, but he knows that we need you, we shouldn’t let go of this chance to have you on the team. But I knew he’d be too stubborn.” A laugh left the both in unison, momentarily taking some weight off (y/n)’s shoulders. “Do you want to tell me what went down between you two?”

“You can’t tell this to anybody, I need you to promise.” A hum left Emily, wordlessly promising that she wouldn’t spill (y/n)’s secret. “We, uhm, that night where we went to that bar and he picked me up, I stayed at his place. The next morning we did some things, but then he was called back to the BAU, and it was as if the switch had been flicked, he was such an asshole to me. Fuck, I’ve been crushing on him for so long and was so happy that something had finally happened, but now - I don’t know, Emily.”

It took the older agent a few moments to ponder over (y/n)’s words, letting the story sink in before she shared her perspective on Aaron’s behaviour. 

“He’s been hurt a lot in the past years, I can’t tell you what goes on inside his head, but I think he’s scared. He is clearly into you, we can all tell, but he’s your professor too, and probably your future boss. Aaron is very compliant to rules, I’d say he’s currently fighting some inner battle.”

(Y/n) didn’t know what to do with Emily’s insight, didn’t know how to accept the truth the woman had just shared. Her heart was pounding, and yet it was weighed down by what had happened, unable to shake off the worries clouding her mind. Aaron Hotchner had her trapped, perhaps without fully realising what he was doing to her with the way he kept behaving.

……

“Let’s recap what we got so far.” Aaron's voice boomed through the room, drawing all eyes to his tall frame. With one hand he smoothed his tie, eyes focusing on the picture he was holding, avoiding (y/n)’s eyes at every cost. “We know that our unsub stabbed our victim in the slaughterhouse, but the victim tried to escape, making it about a block before our unsub stabbed him again and finally killed the man. His stomach was cut open and he was beheaded, the head was left at another man’s house. Prentiss, (y/n), anything you can tell us?”

Emily’s eyes met (y/n)’s, wordlessly encouraging the young woman to speak up, leaving her to clear her throat before she took over, “Nothing we weren’t already aware of, but to me it seems like this was about a love interest that connects our victim to our unsub.”

“We first need to rule out other options before we take that route.” It felt as if Aaron’s words cut through her skin, almost forcing bile to rise in (y/n)’s throat. His eyes were cold, now staring at her as if she was their unsub, interrogated by every single member of the team.

“But why? If I remember correctly you didn’t deny my theory the last time you presented this case in class, what changed?” The unfamiliar undertone of her voice even managed to surprise (y/n) herself, not used to hearing herself speaking this coldly, challenging the man. She was too focused on him to pay attention to the others, not feeling their curious eyes on her, wondering how this would play out. 

“If I were you I’d watch my tone, (y/n), you’re not part of this team, and if you keep on behaving like this, you’ll never be. Either accept my decisions or leave, I certainly won’t stop you from doing so, you’d all do us a favour.” A silent gasp ripped through (y/n), followed by the sound of David Rossi warningly murmuring Aaron’s name. For a second neither of them moved, till (y/n) pushed her chair back, rising to her feet with a trembling “Excuse me” leaving her. They watched her leave the room, back turned to them as she moved towards the bathroom.

(Y/n) had to blink her tears away, not wanting to give Aaron the satisfaction of crying over his hurtful words. A few deep exhales left her as she stepped into the bathroom, both hands placed down on the cold sink, trying to calm herself. She couldn’t tell what she was feeling, torn between anger, embarrassment, and heartbreak, hearing him speak to her like that had felt like daggers being pierced into her heart, tearing her last strings of hope. 

“(Y/n)?” Her eyes snapped up towards the mirror, finding Aaron’s frowning features. Without speaking another word, he stepped into the small bathroom, locking the door behind himself. She watched him approach, only turning towards him as he came to a halt in front of her. (Y/n) didn’t dare move as his warm hand slowly cupped her warm cheek, didn’t dare move as a deep sigh left the tall man, eyes burning straight through hers. “I’m sorry.”

“Well, there’s nothing to be sorry for, if that’s how you feel I guess. I don’t understand you, and frankly speaking, I no longer want to. You’re too old for these childish games, professor.” His frown deepened, but he didn’t pull back, kept holding her as (y/n) rambled on. “You played me, but hey, I guess you got what you wanted, huh? It was easy, too easy, but you should know that breaking my heart-” 

She didn’t get to speak another word, shut up by his lips finding hers, silencing the young woman with a heated kiss. Almost instantly her hands found his dark hair, tugging on the roots to pull him even closer. (Y/n) melted against him, eyes fluttering close to relish in the feeling his touch elicited. 

With a gasp leaving her, (y/n) found herself pressed against the sink, small of her back coming in contact with the cold metal. The sounds he drew from her left the man smirking, tongue fighting hers to once again prove the power he held over her. She was his puppet, allowing him to toy with her how he pleased, pushing and pulling her around without caring about what he was doing to her – at least that’s what he wanted her to believe, not speaking on his true feelings. 

“Fuck, Aaron.” His name slipped from her lips as he kissed his way down her throat, hands finding her behind, squeezing the soft flesh. Both were panting, riled up by the still somewhat unfamiliar touches. And yet neither of them wanted to escape this very moment, finding comfort in the racing beats of their hearts, in the heavy breaths leaving one another. 

“I wish I could understand what you’re making me feel, but I can’t.” He kissed her once again, urgency dripped from his words, making her toes curl in excitement. But (y/n)’s mind was still hooked onto his words, wondering what he meant by them, ripping her out of her blissful state. Slowly she parted from him, hands placed on his chest, forcing them to give into the once again growing distance.

Aaron’s lips were just as swollen as hers, pupils dilated with lust swimming in them, but the glance she threw at him seemed to prepare him for the words that were about to roll off her tongue. With a sigh clawing through him, Aaron let go of (y/n), taking another step away from her.

“I don’t get you, I don’t get what you are trying to do, what you want me to do. You need to figure that out before you toss me around like that again. Do us both a favour and come clean with your feelings. Till then I’ll step away from this case, and the team. I can’t be around you, if you keep acting like that.” Wordlessly he watched her leave, not throwing one glance back at the heavily sighing man. 

……

The sound of her keys being tossed to the small side table placed near her door echoed through (y/n)’s dark apartment. Her heart was heavy, shoulders slouched, clearly projecting the emotional chaos she was fighting against. Deep down she had hoped that he’d stop her from leaving, coming clean with his feelings right there and then, but she knew him better than that, all too aware of the struggles he was fighting against.

She didn’t bother to light her apartment, glassy eyes unable to focus on anything as she poured herself a glass of water, drowning the sips one by one. Exhaustion clung to her, body tormented by the battle she kept fighting, hoping that she’d eventually get out of this very mess. 

A groan ripped through (y/n) as she pressed her forehead against her kitchen counter, palms pressed flat against the cold surface. Fuck, she’d do whatever she could to get rid of her longing for Aaron Hotchner, the man who had claimed her heart all these years ago. Nothing would manage to break the spell, chaining her to him as if she was the Titanic itself, sinking to the dark ocean ground without any help coming her way. 

Her exhausted body carried (y/n) to her bedroom, plopping down on the mattress the second her phone beeped, gaining her attention. (Y/n) reached for it with another yawn clawing its way through her throat, a sound that got stuck in her throat the second her eyes focused on the message that had been sent to her, from an unfamiliar number. 

It took (y/n) a few seconds to take in the picture that had been sent to her, some blurry screenshot that pictured a kissing couple. A gasp left (y/n) as her mind finally realised that it was a picture of her and Aaron, lips locked in the bathroom at the BAU. Attached to the picture was a short message, words that left the young woman shuddering. 

“You’re mine, you belong to me, (y/n). Now you’ll have to pay for betraying me with him.”

[scarlettjemily]

cm writer 1: soo what's the plans for prentiss this season people? we need something good.

cm writer 2: maybe she gets abducted and tortured? again?

cm writer 1: you fucking genius

[docholligay]

Going to recommend something I've been using for awhile and haven't seen a lot of those things with little writer's resources mention--maybe because I'm the only sort of writer who benefits from it--but I wanted to put it out there for anyone who might!

It's heightcomparison.com Easy to use, uses either cm or in, depending on your persuasion, you can move everyone around if you want, and it lines them all up.

You can pick the avatar for them---I'm not 100% jazzed with the body type choices, but it works well enough for me personally. I've found that the ability to click and drag people around helps with the idea of what people will THINK based on what they're seeing. Lena looks shorter than Hana in this example because she's standing next to Winston and Fareeha, who are both tall (Winston nearly inhumanly so, he would flinch to hear me say)

Move it around and:

she looks a lot more normal. Gave me a really good idea of how anyone would be fucking dwarfed by Winston and that's even without being able to give him the body of "I am a literal gorilla" all of which adds to the humor of, if someone gets on Winston's case, Lena is the one lunging in front of him.

also good if you're trying to land on a height for an OC--exactly how do you need or want them to measure up? If you take your known characters, it's easier, at least for me, to see what "feels" right.

You need to see what an eight foot wall looks like up against your character:

or, most recently for me, combining characters who don't usually see each other:

Much like a character having a birthday, this may be a thing that does or does not bug you--I have a pathological need to know both about any character I get sufficiently involved with.

But it's easy, it's free, and I keep the charts around.

[matthewsgreybubbles]

I wonder if the CM writers were ever concerned about Matthew - like here’s this guy he hired kinda by accident and he won’t stop asking us to traumatise his character over and over again

Matthew was like the biggest trojan horse in CM. Can you say trojan horse in English? Is it actually something? I don't know. Let's say it was a trap.

They innocently hired a kid and then the said kid traumatized his character and gave us fucked up episodes he directed. I'm pretty sure it wasn't the plan at first lol.

[unapologetically-horrible]

Gotham Quotes That Live Rent-Free in My Brain

Eduardo: “You left the military for this city?” 🤨

Jim: “It grows on you.” 😏

Me: “No fucking kidding.”

opens tumblr 🤳

Yeah, you’re about to see them. Feel free to reblog and add your own brainrot so I can see it and read it and rot it to sleep because I’m a glutton for punishment while also having incredibly resilient willpower to take it so I’m gonna wanna read those when I open Tumblr later after watching Gotham.

Anyway, here are the quotes that are rotting my brain because I’m watching too much Gotham:

“I did it for you.” Ed 💚 idk if it’s the way CMS delivered this punisher for me when he and Chelsea Spack were filming her (first) death scene, or if it’s just because I have repeated failed relationships and am now going through a divorce—BUT—This quote stays with me even months of never watching even a single clip of Gotham. It’s there. In my brain, infecting my thoughts. Like a virus.

“FREE MY WIFE?! He thinks he can kill seven cops and that will get us to free his wife? I’ll free my boot up his frozen ass! That tin can lunatic, son of a bitch, I’ll rip his—I’m gonna take a breath.” Captain Barnes. Memorized this one while taking care of my babies before taking them to their dad’s. This one is cathartic to yell when you’re getting overwhelmed by your own consequences of your actions.

“Come on, show me.” Alfred. It’s hot. The delivery is hot. Sean Pertwee is hot. The tone is hot. He’s hot.

“Come back to me, Bruce.” Alfred, again. More paternal, still hot, but add some care for Bruce in there…Yeah, still hot, I know, right?

“Middle-aged…white.” Jim Gordon describing child snatchers. The way he says the words. Idk. Go watch season 1, ep 2, Selina Kyle. He and Harvey are talking to Fish Mooney.

“WHO THE HELL WAS THAT?”/ “What the hell was that?” Oswald. Listen, I just live for Robin Lord Taylor swearing, but both times, Oswald’s temper just leaves him with nothing else to do but just explode “WHAT THE F—” in season 5. RLT deserved one f-bomb for how angry they kept Oswald lol. We’d have ate that up.

“Umbrella boy.” Fish 🐟. Actually, Jada Smith’s delivery, stage presence, and performance in general has stayed with me for years. Learned they extended Jada’s role as Mooney because the viewers loved her so much. This line, followed by the line “Bloodshed, then” are probably fairing at the top 2 of my favorite quotes from Fish Mooney 🤤

“The guy with the thing…” (if you haven’t seen the outtakes, the video makes this even funnier 😅. You can fjnd it on YouTube.)

“I am going to wipe that smile off of your face.” Oswald.

“I AM IN CONTROL!” Ed 🤤🤤💚

“But why would you want that? We had so much fun when we were me!” ~Riddler 🤤🤤🫦

“I am judge, jury, and executioner!” Michael Chilklis as Captain Barnes in stark contrast to his role as Vic Mackey in The Shield is my favorite bit that the Gotham Writers and Directors used in the show, and it’s why especially after finishing the Shield, is why I love this quote so much.

“It’s a new day.” Essen, Oswald, Jim, Captain Barnes, that one guy that doesn’t last long says it; if you binge certain episodes ahem like I do, it feels like everyone says it. Speaking of which—

“It’s Gotham.” And any version (lovingly) of it that the city is mentioned. Off the top of my head:

That is so Gotham. ~Ed

For Gotham. ~ Jim ❤️

It’s Gotham. ~ Harvey

This is Gotham. ~ Jim

It’s Gotham. ~Selina

He should just wear leather. This is Gotham. Nobody cares.” ~Oswald

One of my favorites:

You gotta love Gotham, everyone standing around pointing guns at one another. ~Fish Mooney

It really does grow on you, doesn’t it?

Anyway, next:

“[…] long and hard about my generosity!” Oswald. Do I have to say why this stays stuck in my brain? No? Great. Moving on.

“This is trouble.” Gilzean. When Tabby and Babs aren’t getting along is Season 3.

“Grundy, safe.”

“Well, maybe if you would start listening to this 🫀 instead of this 🧠—!” Oswald to Ed.

“So it’s the box 👏👏!” Erin Richards’ cutesy delivery of this line is my favorite thing. Her American accent she uses, her tiny little claps, her pretty toothy smile—Gotta clap or you’re not doing the quote right.

“Experiencing trembling extremities? 👀 Check.” Actually, any of the conversations that Ed has with himself. The cinema is too good when it came to that feature. It’s still one of my favorite things about the series as a whole. All his quotes need to be punctuated by the 👌🏻 or 👆pending on the quote. Use with caution.

“Edward. Well that’s your name, Edward. Edward, Edward. Edward. Edward, Edward, Edward, Edwardedwardedwardeward—”

“COMPLICATED POLICE BUSINESS!” That fella that does killer impressions, that one. That bit when he’s Jim and he has to cover for his absence. That whole shpill is quotable. But—

“Lee Thompkins. Screw that ho. Water under the bridge.” Same guy. Same line, over and over, and over. “Screw that ho.”

“I love birds.” Miriam.

“Yeah, your dad’s a hoot.” Harvey Bullock, to Miriam. Miriam was so scary, y’all. Why she one of the freakiest fucking things of the whole series when you got actual dead alive people in the basement of an insane asylum? That’s intense, right?

Anyway, let’s crack on.

“Dead people. Alive people. Dead-Alive people. It’s horrible!” Ed. I think this stays stuck because of how it’s phrased: dead alive people when I feel it should be alive-dead because you’re alive first—

“You’d make a great pimp.” Fish, to Strange. She’s not wrong.

“That slippery little sucker thinks that he can get away from me—” Jerome, about his brother. The tie 👔 business took me all the way out 💀when I first watched the episode. They had no business having Cameron Monaghan on the business end of a tie and a deadly end of a shotgun in one scene 🫦 He is fiiine—

“Jimjimjimjinjimjimjim, Jim, Jim, Jim. Why so grim, Jim?” Tetch.

“This is my amused look.” Barnes, to Oswald.

“ ‘Ed Nygma is the monster responsible for blowing up Haven’…Ed, what have you done?” Oswald. I could write an essay (like I’m doing now) about why that stays in my head, but ima just throw it out there for closure and completion sake that HE CARES ABOUT EDDIE AND—

RLT. Another stunning performance.

Sofia Falcone:

“You came looking for a gangster, and that’s exactly what you found.”

“We could have had a great thing, you and I.”

“I’m a Falcone.”

“Captain.”

“Lunch.”

“That’s wrong!” Falcone, when he realized Fish used Liza as a weapon against him.

“I’m going to stab you.” 🔪✊🏻 Victor Zsasz, to Sofia. The hand gesture is so cute.

“Boy, do I feel it when the night gets cold.” Ecco.

“Ping…ping…ping.” 🏓🧠

“I…hhhhhhate 🐈…having a gun pointed at my face.” Selina Kyle. Cameron’s performance in this delivery is my favorite quote of hers. The nose scrunch, the lip snarl, the way her eyes did thing—the HISSING

“I was set up!” Jim. He does that sexy jaw lock thing when he yells it.

“It’s a set up!” Not a sexy thing, but Harvey’s desperation, regret, and horror are so visceral in that line, it gives me chills.

“I couldn’t help it, Harvey; he vexed me.” Fish Mooney. That woman is delicious , stg 🫦😏

“Mi casa es su casa.” Not an original line, but this one stays close by because Oswald reiterates Fish’s same line to Jim Gordon a couple seasons later (I love the parallels).

“Boop 🍸.” Barbara plops a fruit or olive into a dude’s glass in response to the bargaining chip she’ll give dude in exchange for the club. Apparently, Erin Richards did have actual lines to say in response to Robin Lord Taylor; however, she forgot what they were, and instead opted for this cute, Barbara Queen-esque improvisation.

“There is no Ed Nygma without the Penguin!” Oswald says this, however, I do like how it reverberates throughout the episode How the Riddler Got His Name and through the episodes prior to it. Without going into a whole shpill—#teamnygmobblepot

“Riddler.” The way Oswald says his name. 😋😛 The fact that it’s the gayest scene ever and I live for it. I do like the entire scene when Riddler and Oswald are reunited however briefly for Oswald and Ed—I don’t understand why Ed just didn’t stay with Oswald, say fuck the narrows, and ruled from on high at City Hall starting s5e1—y’all motherfuckers knew they’d be too powerful so you had to split them up somehow

Anyway, let’s keep going.

“Honk, honk 🪿.”

“What’s my problem, schmo?” Frankie, to Oswald. Why does this man kind of look like Jack Nicholson in The Shining?

“Did you name your dog after me 🐾?”

“You are an idiot.” Ed 💚 I like the way he says it. Yeah, I’m thirsty, so what? It’s sexy, though. If you disagree, you’re wrong. Go watch Anything For You and tell me that he’s not hot as fuck when his neck does the thing when he says “idiot” and come back to this post. Do it now. Fuck, I might…damn 🫦🥵.

“We have been through all of this before. I’ve tried to kill you. You’ve tried to kill me. And yet fate has led us here, in this room. Together.” You know. You know.

“Y-Yes…?” Kringle…Specifically, Edward is about to think about asking Kringle out and instead of doing that, he pauses to ask, instead, if she knows that houseflies hum in the key of ‘F’. (Which is also one of the quotes that just buzz 🪰 around in my noggin if only to pester me.)

“Have I got you all wrong? Are you crazy?” Lee, to Jim, when he’s planning to lead an assault on Galavan’s tower. (His tower right? Yeah. Yeah, because that’s where Penguin and Gordon take dude and whack him by the river 🌂.

“You need to stop mumbling and fumbling and tell her what’s up.” Dark Nygma. Mmm. 🥵

“Well, I’m dead 😵 .” Kringle’s reflection. Chelsea Spack’s innocent, sort of doe-eyed affect is dropped down to earth by her cynical “didn’t need a second chance if you hadn’t killed your first one, but okayyy” flat delivery kills me every time.

“You’re the only one to measure up.” Isabella. Say it, girlfriend…and then never again. 🛤️🚗

“Well, hello! Nice to meet ya! I knew there was someone hiding in there!” Tom, Selina’s street thug ‘colleague’ who helps Bruce get Silver to speak the truth about his parents’ murderer.

Tom is one of my favorites. The entire scene with he, Silver, and Bruce is just comedy gold with rewatch value.

“Unless you’re fond of wearing mittens…” lmfao

“ARE WE GOOD!?”

“Caaaaaaat.” The way he purrs Selina’s street name.

I like Tom.

“But Sasha! 🥩Far more tender! In my opinion.” 🤤

“Stop 👹 talking!” Jim has the virus and Tetch is grinding his gears; Jim is close to giving into the virus and killing him. Virus!Jim was exactly what we needed to see. If he hadn’t caught the Virus, I’d have been like dude. It’s the fella that we need to see fight his shit. Jim and his distorted “👹 Just drive the damn car!”

[storiesofsvu]

CM 17.3

Alright!! 17e3 here we go!!

(I meant to rewatch the first 2 eps before this but didn’t get around to it, so a more in-depth review/more film student analysis is still to come.)

Enjoy this chaos with no context for now! (a lot of it likely isn’t gonna be fully fleshed out cause I have a full thought/reply and try my hardest to type it all out super fast before the show moves on but I have to stop to pay attention OR something else comes up and im just SCRAMBLING)

Absolutely hate there’s no subtitles right away for this but I mean.. I could wait a couple of days til its on Disney I just have no patience.

GOD why is it so fucking dark.

Thank you Emily for not letting luke spill the beans, like, kinda like Rebecca as a person, but can’t trust her as long as her job goes

Okay, em is in the right here, both in the sense of keeping it quiet originally but also making luke keep hush. Cause im sorry but she’s right. It would’ve 1000% drove the team to the brink and split them apart AND made them spiral so deep about what was on the site/other people seeing them/trying to cleanse the web of them (which obvi is impossible). Esp jj of all people? Like I’m not really sure *what* is on there, but jj is the one with KIDS, a full family, she’s still in contact with her parents (at least the mom?) she’s probably likely known in the circle of the boys friends parents? Like that’s SO much damage control to stress over??

Im so fucking excited for prentiss’ wacko neighbour to come back loool

LOOOOLL em’s “oh.. oh no…” reaction. I love this.

Did pen just say “tik tack” instead of tik tok? or was I not listening properly lol

“what are you gonna do?” “put out fires” that is LITERALLY a boss’ job. This being said as a boss.

“I don’t want to say no to your face…” SAME girl… same

GOD Emily is so fucking beautiful

This back and fourth with Garcia and her opinions on tyler is SO annoying. At first she hates him and doesn’t want to even look at him, then they’re flirting, then they’re fucking. Then she’s all twitterpated and wrapped around his finger. Then she AGAIN wants nothing to do with him?? Even though in the last ep she was all high school girlie about working with an “ex”?? I GET that the writers/showrunners are piling the comic relief onto her/the situation but come ON.

“I didn’t call you” “your landlord did” BRUH. COME ON. I don’t care how crazy things are, you ALWAYS double check that! I once saw a dude backing into my driveway with a ladder and immediately went outside to be all “uh..hello?” he immediately pulled out his phone, named my landlord, pointed out what he was there for (damage to the siding of the house, I hadn’t noticed cause I hadn’t left the house and live in the basement) AND offered to call my landlord. ALWAYS BE SUSPICIOUS.

WHY THE FUCK ARE JJ AND LUKE PAIRED UP!!!!????? Jj’s a profiler, she’s obvi gonna be able to get it outta luke, or press him for details, or whatever. If he’s supposed to keep shit quiet why tf are they off together. (or were they specifically asked to be together by voit? Cause that’s just him playing into his bullshit again)

“Emily practising deception isn’t a lie. It’s good leadership” THANK YOU.

Also...to feed all the jemily shippers out there… if this was a fic written by me.. it would be bundled into the AI shit, but there would be pics of Emily and jj hooking up that were very easily proven to be legit and the entire situation would out them and that’s what the actual issue was/is with the site…

I understand jj is outside with Sydney and luke’s job is to keep the girls distracted inside but of COURSE its himbo’s first reaction to pull out the soccer ball INSIDE.

Okay is that just some weird direction/camera angles or are we eluding to the older sister being a cutter?

Emily’s reactions to brian were perfection.

JFC NO! who’s out there stalking them? Uggghh (though I will say that the moment something clinked in the parking garage I said to myself “pls don’t let her get kidnapped in ep 3…”

I KNEW IT WAS CARBON MONOXIDE!! So smrt

Why does it feel like tyler knows more about gold star than the bau does?

Oooo but he cloned the phone! Good boy!!

Penelope: in charge of tracking down tyler

Tyler: texts Penelope “I need to see you”

Penelope: “NO!” doesn’t reply….

Ah yes.. I was right about the cutting… oof. Uugggh talk about heartbreaking..

LOOOOL tara teasing rossi! “I think I pulled… everything…” HHAH

Im not gonna lie, I absolutely HATE that they went down this AI *porn* route, as if these fucking poor characters haven’t been through enough, and like, again as I said, JJ… she’s got the most damage control to do no matter what, and poor girl hasn’t dealt with more than half her trauma so far…

“but I didn’t exactly get it legally, so you know what rebecca’s gonna say” THANK YOU. But also, like fuck that. cause this show has ALWAYS been above the law in that sense. I can’t remember if I said it in last week’s summary or if it was another random post, but CM vs like, SVU is WILD because we NEVER see things past the cuffs being put on/the unsub getting killed/killing themselves. We never go to court, we never see the legal side of it BECAUSE 99% of them would be not guilty due to mental…defect? LOL I know that’s not the right word/phrase but you know what I mean. CM is about the mind of the criminal and chasing them down and finding out the trigger and stressor and figuring out the pattern, not seeing things through to court and prison.

and while I love the addition of her character (Rebecca), it’s making other characters act in ways they never have before/never would simply because now the show is implicating the legal side of things. again, love having Rebecca and that boundary in line for the team but it is messing with the normal dynamics we are used to. Like..as IF Penelope would have any issue using an illegally cloned phone in the past. She was all “don’t ask questions” “well yes I *could* get access to that record, but it is technically sealed” and hotch would be all “I didn’t hear anything…”

LOL Emily with a full bottle of wine at her desk. Love her. god she’s SO annoyed with brian and I love it.

SEE this is why luke never should have said anything. Cause it doesn’t matter how hard you try not to look, you’re never going to be able to resist being able to look it up, no matter how bad it is, how fake and evil and ugly it is, you’re still gonna want to know and jj didn’t need to see that/know about it. How is she supposed to go home and act ok now??

“okay they’re here… somehow” DUDE YOU KNOW BETTER EM! Doesn’t matter that youre in an fbi parking garage, no cop gets there that fast!!

Also..that red coat is TRENCH COAT. YEESSS

Oh FUCK YOU BRIAN

“FUCKING BRIAN!” thankkkkk you em

THAT’S HOW IT ENDS SEERIOUSLY? Ffs.

Also…in all seriousness. Em was in HER office at the BAU, somewhere you (I assume) need clearance to get on property, much less in the building or into the parking, so WHY/HOW the FUCK were both brian, the guys who beat him up and whoever took the pictures get clearance?? SHOULDN’T QUANTICO HAVE SOME PRETTY FUCKING HIGH SECURITY LEVELS???