#i guess patience is not reid's strong suit

[lured-into-wonderland]

Reid was far from an ordinary resident; he possessed the allure of a star and the physique of a mythological hero. His striking blue eyes and sculpted jawline could make even the most hardened souls feel a flutter of excitement. Known throughout the land as a notorious flirt, it seemed that every woman who caught his gaze was inevitably drawn into his magnetic charm. With just a wink and a charming smile, he could elicit a blush from the shyest girl or persuade the most resolute widow to join him in a dance. However, beneath his polished facade lay a man whose spirit was as untamed as the legends surrounding his escapades.

Reid's days were a whirlwind of adventure, while his nights were filled with conquests. He would roam from tavern to tavern, regaling listeners with grand stories of slaying dragons and seeking hidden treasures. The townspeople hung on his every word, their eyes sparkling with a mix of envy and admiration. They spoke in hushed tones about his legendary charisma, unmatched prowess in battle, and the endless parade of admirers that followed him. Yet, despite the accolades and attention, Reid felt a persistent emptiness. Each fleeting romance ignited a spark, but that spark dimmed as swiftly as the sunsets he often watched alone from his loft.

As twilight descended, painting the sky in hues of orange and purple, Reid found himself captivated by an extraordinary scene. There, amidst the cobblestone streets, stood a young woman clad in a striking royal blue gown, her gaze as frigid as the moonlight that bathed the world around them. Her name was Nunnally, and she was a vision unlike any he had encountered. Her allure was not the kind that left men breathless; instead, it radiated a fierce strength and an indomitable spirit. She glided through the streets with the elegance of a gazelle and the poise of a sovereign. The townsfolk spoke of her in hushed tones, branding her the unattainable princess, her heart as fortified as the castle walls that surrounded her.

Driven by a newfound determination, Reid resolved to win her heart. He employed every tactic he could muster: sweet whispers, grand displays of affection, and moonlit serenades beneath her window. Yet, Nunnally remained impervious, her eyes reflecting the vastness of the cosmos. Each rebuff only intensified his longing, transforming his playful pursuit into an all-consuming obsession. Unbeknownst to Reid, Nunnally's heart was not encased in ice, but rather shrouded in layers of complexity and protection. Her past held a mystery that even the most eloquent of suitors could not unravel. Thus, Reid found himself entangled in a dance of emotions he had never anticipated, one that would lead him into a realm of danger far greater than any dragon's den he had ever dared to explore.

On a tempestuous night, a shadowy figure glided into the tavern where he sat. The woman spoke in cryptic phrases, alluding to a path that could lead him to fulfill the princess's desires. Eager to unravel the mystery that was Nunnally, he seized her offer of a potion, which promised to help him capture the heart of the woman he longed for. Yet, the potion came with a sinister twist. With a wicked laugh, the woman cautioned him that the cost of such dark sorcery would be a metamorphosis into a being that mirrored his own vanity and greed. Blinded by his obsession, Reid disregarded the warning and gulped down the potion without hesitation.

As the first light of dawn crept into the room, Reid was shocked to discover he had been transformed into a diminutive piglet. The space around him was a chaotic blend of bizarre shapes and unfamiliar scents, and his new body felt completely foreign, his usual strength replaced by a soft, clumsy form. A surge of panic engulfed him as he realized the enormity of his blunder. He had become the very creature he had always sought to control: a being to be hunted and used for the entertainment of others. As he squealed and scurried around the room, his mind raced with frantic thoughts about the curse and how he might ever hope to escape it.

The castle guards, drawn in by the ruckus, burst through the door, their eyes widening in disbelief at the sight of a piglet causing such a stir. Laughter erupted among them, and soon the news spread like wildfire throughout the castle. Even Nunnally, the one he secretly adored, caught wind of the peculiar incident. Meanwhile, Reid was taken to the royal farm, where they sought to uncover the mystery of his transformation and how he had ended up in this bewildering predicament.

No, he wasn’t in love with her. The princess wasn’t that naïve (nor that innocent). It wasn’t love. Perhaps it wasn’t even desire or lust. Obsession. If anything that was an obsession. Reid wanted her simply because she had refused and showed no interest in him (and his efforts). Should she agree, should she give him what he wanted, he would soon disappear to slaughter another monster, court another princess, seduce another woman. Not that Nunnally was trying to keep Reid with her. Quite opposite, she was rather tired of his efforts (and all the others that had come before and most likely would come after him); efforts to win her heart. She wasn’t made for love. She didn’t want love. It would only hurt her. Of that Nunnally was certain.

But Reid wasn’t giving up. No matter what she did to discourage him, he didn’t accept both the small hints and even the open suggestions to q u i t. Nunnally was becoming desperate. What should she do? She didn’t want to keep him here forever. The world needed him (and she did not). The princess had even started to receive complaints that she was holding the world's greatest hero all for herself. While there were monsters that required his attention. Damsels in distress who were waiting for his assistance. Kingdoms that needed his swords. Treasures that needed to be found.

And the princess didn’t know what to do. And how to reply to these unfair accusations? And yet, she was still grateful to Reid. For killing the beast. For protecting her lands. Nunnally was desperate. Was she finally to give him what he wanted? But what was that now?

Her heart? Her hand? Her love? Her body? What did Reid want? Or did he only need victory? Shall she simply pretend he had won her heart and he’d leave satisfied? But that sounded too easy.

And it was one of these times, when the princess was sitting in her study trying to solve that unsolvable puzzle… It was when an unexpected ruckus interrupted her thoughts. But at that time Nunnally thought that any disturbance was better than being left with her thoughts. So she followed the commotion outside… And the guards, and the maids, and the courtiers led the princess to the chambers of the world’s greatest hero. Now turned into…a piglet!

And so Nunnally (together with the others) was watching as that small pink animal was frantically running through the chamber; oinking desperately for help. She was confused and unable to move. So, the princess was just standing there watching that race between the scared (?) animal and the guards, but obviously the piglet stood no chance. Finally caught, and brought to the royal farm, where he was well taken care of, but probably being completely unhappy. Perhaps even humiliated.

Every day when the princess woke up, she was hoping it had been just a bad dream. That Reid would welcome her with flowers, and she would finally ask him what he wanted. But each morning, she was informed that the mystery was not s o l v e d, and the pink piglet was still a piglet. And Nunnally felt guilty about it. It all happened because of her. Because she was too proud. Her hear too cold. Her will too strong.

She was a witch. A witch had returned. She knew that was what the townsfolks whispered when they were sure no-one was listening. Witch is dead? Did they expect she had turned Reid into a piglet because she was afraid he’d discover her true identity? The one of the witch? She would ridicule all that talking, if she only could. But even here, at the royal palace, there were these who believed in these rumours.

So one day, perhaps driven by guilt, or perhaps by curiosity, she arrived in the farm accompanied by her ladies-in-waiting to see Reid. He was easy to spot. Even if there were so many small piglets. It was obvious, which one was the hero. For a few moments, the princess was wondering if that pink piglet was also praising its own deeds to its current company. She smiled to this thought. But yet Nunnally asked the pig boy to bring her the piglet. Gently taking the pig into the blanket that she had especially brought for this very occasion, she took Reid (or the piglet) and started to walk back to the palace.

“There…there…Reid…” – she was talking gently – “You’ll be all safe with me. I think it is my fault you ended up in this form, so perhaps it is now my duty to assist you in getting back your human form.” – she wasn’t sure if he could understand her. But she hoped he did – “I am looking through old books to find a solution. A spell…or a potion…”

“You’ll be fine…” – Nunnally wasn’t sure if she was cheering up him or rather herself; though she had never been fond of heroes. They always meant problems – “For the time being, you’ll stay with me. I prepared you your very special bed in my bedroom.”

She could imagine the shocked expressions of those accompanying her. But she didn’t care. That was the least she could do for a man (piglet) that saved her lands.

@fallesto

[hotchnerfuckmeup]

Lucky Ladies

Pairing: Emily Prentiss x Reader

Request: anon asked:  An Emily x reader where they're married and everyone is used to seeing emily really badass but then they fall asleep together on the jet?? And it's just really cute fluffy protective emily?? Much love xx

A/N:  This is so short, I’m sorry!!  I’m trying to get back in the groove of writing, cause I had a bit of an episode over the weekend that I don’t really want to get into, but I promise my muffins that I am doing just fine and I want to thank you for your patience!  xoxo

Here’s some fluffy and cute ass Emily Prentiss for you!

“Wheels up in thirty,” Hotch said to the team, walking out of the conference room.  The team followed suit, but you stayed behind, wanting to finish up your coffee alone. 

This was the third case in a month that the team was called in for, one of the others was still under investigation.  Stressful seemed like an understatement.

You quietly sipped your coffee, trying to keep your eyes open.  The last few nights were plagued with restlessness and lots of tossing and turning.  Emily did everything she could to remedy some sleep for you, but nothing seemed to work.

“You know, drinking more coffee will just make it harder to sleep,” she said, coming up behind you.  She placed her hands on your shoulders, giving them a squeeze.

“I can’t exactly sleep right now,” you told her, rubbing your temples.

“If you’re so tired, why are you having trouble sleeping?” she asked.  She began massaging your shoulders, causing your to close your eyes.

“I guess it’s the fact that I do my best thinking at nighttime.”

“Sure.  Come on, my little insomniac, we have a case to solve.”  You opened your eyes to see your wife smiling down at you.  You returned the smile.

“But I was just starting to relax.”

“If you’re nice, Hotch might let you sleep on the jet.”  She raised her eyebrows.

“I guess that doesn’t sound too bad,” you replied, standing up and following her out the door, but not before you gave her a quick peck on the lips.

“Yes, sir, I’m already on it,” Garcia said, her face on the screen disappearing.  The team were all discussing the case, and you were trying your hardest not to doze off.

“Alright, JJ and Morgan, you two go to the medical examiner’s office when we touch down.  Take a look at the victims’ injuries and look for anything that’s helpful.  Reid, Emily, and Dave, you three go to the last crime scene, let the detectives know-”  

He stopped short when he saw your eyes were closed.  Everyone turned to face you.  

“Babe?” Emily whispered, gently rocking you.  Your eyes shot open to see six pairs of eyes on you, your face heating up.

“Shit, I’m sorry,” you mumbled, sitting up straighter.

“We’ll finish this when we’re about to land,” Hotch said, looking at the other agents, signalling them all to disperse.  Once it was just you, your wife, and him, he leaned closer to you.  “Is there something I need to know?” he asked quietly.

“I-I’m sorry, Hotch.  I just- sleep hasn’t really been agreeing with me lately,” you admitted, rubbing your face with your hands in defeat.

“I understand if you need to rest up a bit,” he reassured you.  “Sometimes we all need a break.  If you need to go lie down, you can,” he finished, motioning to the couch at the back of the jet.

“Thank you,” you replied with a sigh.  You stood up and made your way to the seat, Emily following you.

“You gonna be okay?” she asked, grabbing your hand.  You smiled at her and nodded, pressing a quick kiss to her lips.

“I love you, you know?” you said, both of you sitting down on the couch.  You laid across it so your head was in her lap.  She smiled down at you and ran her fingers repeatedly through your hair.

“I would surely hope so,” she joked.

Once you were fast asleep, the team would occasionally look over at you and your wife, ogling over the cute sight.  They were so used to seeing Emily as the strong alpha, bad ass and hard, but they were seeing this side of her suddenly, a cute protective wife.

“One lucky little lady,” Morgan said as he sat across from the two of you. 

“Yes I am,” Emily said as she continued to stroke your hair and smiled down at you.

[yahoo-roto-arcade-blog]

Overlooked rookies worth your Fantasy Football attention in 2017

Glitz and glam marked Round 1 of the NFL Draft. Several impactful selections like Leonard Fournette (Jacksonville), Christian McCaffrey (Carolina) and Corey Davis (Tennessee) renewed fantasy owners’ interest. Meanwhile, Drew Pearson’s boisterous trash talking of Eagles fans Day 2 only affirmed gamers’ desire to reignite the smack.

Outside of Joe Mixon and Samaje Perine, who were already featured here, what leftover offerings could pay fantasy dividends this fall? Here are 11 additional selections in order of projected impact:

Dalvin Cook, Min, RB  (Early ADP: 39.2, RB15) – The Guy Fieri of running backs just missed my top-five cut, but he’s far from unsavory. His landing spot in Minnesota isn’t the most delectable – the overhauled offensive line must make leaps and bounds on its No. 30 run-blocking rank per Football Outsiders – but the opportunity is fairly ripe. Questions linger about Latavius Murray’s surgically repaired ankle. At this juncture, there are no guarantees the former Raider will open training camp at full strength.

Cook is a dynamic weapon with considerable explosiveness. His athletic test scores left much to be desired, but his college film suggests otherwise. His evasiveness (No. 1 elusive rating in ’16), helmet-popping power (4.2 YAC last year), sharp vision, patience and open-field acceleration arrow to a fruitful NFL career. But will a healthy Murray poach at the goal-line? What about Jerick McKinnon stealing touches in the pass game? Both are unfortunate downsides. Like many on this list, he’s a draft and stash RB3/RB4 in 12-teamers. He should become the featured RB at some point, but his current top-40 ADP is a bit rich.

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Marlon Mack, Ind, RB (Early ADP: 213.3, RB72) – Frank Gore must be a vampire. It’s the only explanation. His consistent production tallied after age 30 defies conventional wisdom. Eventually, though, Father Time catches up to us all. One would surmise a high-odometer RB entering his age 34 season would inevitably succumb to the wooden stake. Robert Turbin and Josh Ferguson remain backups, but Mack could quickly leapfrog both in camp to become the Colts’ No. 2 behind Grandpa Gore.

The scouting community is split on the South Florida product. Some believe he’s merely a pass-only scat back. Others say he possesses the size (5-foot-11, 213 pounds) and makeup to handle early-down work in addition. Put me in the latter group. His body twists, burst and low pad level not only make defenders miss, they typically displace them as well. Mack’s 3.85 YAC and strong 24.3 missed tackles percentage last year with the Bulls was on par with Mixon’s. The dude can handle loads.

He’ll start camp as the No. 3, but it’s probable he earns a start or three at some point this year. Highlight his name for the later rounds.

John Ross, Cin, WR (Early ADP: 144.9, WR60) – Ross is a legit Speedy Gonzalez, a diminutive, tough-to-corral blazer who will give defensive coordinators fits. But he’s more than just a record-setting 40 time. Injuries occasionally hampered him at Washington, but his wide-stretching route tree impressed. Similar to other pint-sized wide receivers (e.g. Antonio Brown, Steve Smith and Golden Tate), he has the necessary technical skills to break press coverage, gain separation and dash in the open field.

A true shocker special pick at No. 9 overall, Ross slipped on team boards largely due to medical red flags. But the Bengals, who desperately downfield wheels, found the kid’s overall package irresistible. Thanks to A.J. Green and Tyler Eifert he will be gifted several favorable one-on-one opportunities. Right away, 5-7 targets per game should be expected shifting between the slot and outside. Erratic performances will be the norm, but he could flirt with a 45-700-5 line this fall.

David Njoku, Cle, TE (Early ADP: 189.5, TE25) – Rarely do tight ends contribute meaningful fantasy numbers Year 1. In fact, since 2000 only Rob Gronkowski, Jeremy Shockey and John Carlson cracked the position’s top-10. Some will reach for O.J. Howard or Evan Engram, but the Miami product has the best odds of bucking the trend. He runs polished routes, shakes defenders after the catch and possesses more than deceptive speed (4.64 40-yard dash). From an analytics perspective, he’s the second coming of Travis Kelce.

Cleveland kicked Gary Barnidge to the curb immediately following Njoku’s acquisition. The veteran tight end managed just two TDs in 2016, but he accounted for 81 targets and 600-plus yards. With a starting spot virtually guaranteed and knowing Cleveland’s ongoing rebuild on defense, the rookie is sure to become the apple of Cody Kessler’s eye. If he falls short of a 50-600-5 opening line, Brock Osweiler claimed another victim.

Zay Jones, Buf, WR (Early ADP: 213.1, WR88) – If the over/under on Sammy Watkins weeks played was 10.5, I would absolutely hammer the UNDER. The human piñata is one absorbed hit from spilling out. Because of that inevitability, Jones, who was ridiculously productive at East Carolina, is a receiver who needs to be on fantasy radars.

In the Jarvis Landry mold, Jones is a savvy route runner who nickels and dimes defenses to death. His precise routes, sharp cuts and shiftiness are ideal qualities. A high-character and very intelligent player, he should quickly soak in Rick Dennison’s system. Do so and he’ll log a high snap percentage off the blocks, potentially earning 6-plus targets per game. Outside of Watkins and LeSean McCoy he has very little competition for looks, though it’s anyone’s best guess if the Bills shed their conservative ways on offense. Still, most expect Jones to man the Emmanuel Sanders position in Dennison’s Kubiak-styled offense.

A yards per catch under 12.0 seems reasonable for Jones. However, occasional heavy workloads forecast 50-plus receptions in Year 1. In the event of a major Watkins injury, that total could exceed 65. For now, anticipate a final output in range of 60-675-4.

McNichols could catch on quickly in Tampa. (AP)

Jeremy McNichols, TB, RB (Early ADP: 208.4, RB70) – A metrics darling, McNichols coincidentally joins another Boise State standout, Doug Martin, in Tampa. Unlike the Muscle Hamster and Jay Ajayi before him, he didn’t receive much notoriety despite positing prolific numbers. He accumulated 66 missed tackles, a 3.55 YAC, 2,183 combined yards and 27 touchdowns over 13 games last fall. Point blank, McNichols has the physicality, scheme experience, fortitude and intangibles to deliver right away.

Martin, refocused after a brief rehab stint last year, earned the Bucs’ praise for his dedication and execution in OTAs. However, one would figure his leash is short, if not nonexistent. McNichols, who many presume will start Weeks 1-3 with Martin suspended, has a ripe opportunity to keep the veteran sidelined. Storm out of the gates against Miami, Chicago and Minnesota and he will be the biggest early season surprise in fantasy. Encase his name with a heart on your cheat sheet.

Kareem Hunt, KC, RB (Early ADP: 195.8, RB63) – Multiple fantasy pundits have already bestowed greatness upon Hunt. When crunching tape, his balance, break-tackle ability and spectacular spin moves increase blood flow. Last year with Toledo, he made dudes whiff on 32.1 percent of his touches. The balanced back also gained an appreciable 3.46 yards after contact and reeled in 41 receptions. Because of those attributes many scouts believe he is capable of handling a three-down workload.

Andy Reid talked up Spencer Ware earlier this offseason speaking highly of his multidimensional assets and “dirty tough” mentality. Ware, though, slowed rapidly after a torrid first few games in 2016. From Week 8 on, he finished RB32 in total fantasy points and tallied a mere 3.6 yards per carry. He enters the summer atop the depth chart, but his grip on the starting job is tenuous. It’s possible he and Hunt form a 60-40 timeshare Week 1 with the veteran toting the heavy side. The youngster may be flexy sexy at first, but his upside, especially over the season’s second half, is rather substantial.

Mike Williams, LAC, WR (Early ADP: 108.0, WR49) – Tequila Thursday already underway, Evans? Williams’ low slotting isn’t an indictment on the player. His routes are a work in progress, but he’s an ideal sized, acrobatic and wonderfully talented target who bailed DeShaun Watson out on many poor downfield throws. His efforts in last year’s BCS Title game were heroic. Long term, Williams’ upside is massive.

What will ail Williams in Year 1 is landing spot. Tyrell Williams, Keenan Allen, Antonio Gates, Hunter Henry and Melvin Gordon crowd the situation. Yes, Allen would get injured in a game of mini golf, but if he impossibly remains healthy it’s tough to see the rookie garnering anything more than 15 percent of the targets share. Williams’ 2017 peak potential is around 50-700-5. Flip side, his floor could bottom out around 40-550-3. A borderline top-100 pick, he isn’t worth tearing arm ligaments for.

Cooper Kupp, LAR, WR (218.7, WR94) – Don’t let Kupp’s small school affiliation fool you. The kid is a baller extraordinaire. He’s tough to wrangle after the catch, exhibits excellent footwork, grabs everything in sight and is an accomplished route runner. His studious approach also raises his profile.

Kupp’s 4.60-plus speed will turn many off, but he has the package needed to develop into a useful NFL No. 2. Recall, he owned then Washington corners Marcus Peters and Sidney Jones in a 2014 matchup and handled business versus high-level competition at the Senior Bowl. Spectacularly, he amassed a 40-716-11 line in four games against Pac-12 teams while at Eastern Washington.

The Rams are an unappealing employer, but name the No. 1 WR currently on their depth chart? You have to think about it (It’s Tavon Austin, by the way). Kupp suits up and shines Day 1 and Sean McVay would be hard pressed not to feature him. With Kenny Britt’s 111 targets last year up for grabs, Kupp could step in and tally at least WR4-level stats in 12-team formats. If only Jared Golf was one-sixteenth Kurt Warner or, heck, Marc Bulger.

D’Onte Foreman, Hou, RB (Early ADP: 161.7, RB53) – Unquestionably, Foreman is a favorite among this year’s loaded RB class. The uninformed look at his measurements and immediately assume “LeGarrette Blount,” but his juke button comps to smaller, bouncier backs. His decisive cuts, upright style and lateral agility are also reminiscent of DeMarco Murray. Underutilized as a pass catcher, he isn’t as adept a receiver, but he flashed adequate hands during Texas’ pro day. If he can show reliability in the area and dip his shoulder to drive for extra yards, he has a shot to become special.

Out of the gate, Foreman will fulfill the Alfred Blue role behind Lamar Miller. In 2016, Blue tallied just 26.4 percent (8.0 touches/game) of the opportunity share. Still, expectations point to a reduced workload for Miller, implying the rookie could compile some 10-12 touches per game. Most alluringly, Foreman is a viable goal-line candidate. Red-zone efficiency wasn’t a strong suit for Miller last year. Don’t forget about him in the beer hazy hours of your draft.

Aaron Jones, GB, RB (Early ADP: Completely off the radar) – The Jamaal Williams bandwagon is already overflowing. He was drafted one round ahead of Jones, but the UTEP product poses the biggest threat to Ty Montgomery. He’s more explosive, versatile and a flat out better athlete/player. As a shotgun rusher, Williams stunk up the joint throughout his college career. Last year with BYU he also finished dead last among college RBs in percentage of 10-plus yard gains. Jones, meanwhile, excelled in those areas.

At 5-foot-9, 210 pounds, Jones has some pocket Hercules in him. At the Combine he crushed agility tests. His three-cone, shuttle runs and jumping exercises ranked near the top. He isn’t a burner by any stretch (4.65 40-yard dash), but his multicomponent package arrows to solid productivity if thrust into an enhanced role.

Bottom line, I firmly believe Montgomery will be given every opportunity to lock down the primary gig this summer. But Jones, not Williams, could quickly climb the depth chart and overtake Christine Michael as the Packers’ No. 2 (UPDATE: Michael was released Monday. Hello, Mr. Jones!). Remember him, deep leaguer.

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