#incorrect cm

[lilliejareau]

emily after any minor inconvenience: hmm, i think the only logical thing to do is to just leave and not come back

bau:

emily: …but idk tho

[sarcasm-and-stiles]

[spencestiel-michelle]

*the BAU team noticing Y/n and Spencer Reid*

Emily: hey- Derek. look at how close they’re standing. 

Garcia: they’re practically breathing the same oxygen. 

Derek scoffs: that kid’s got nerve. yesterday he literally took a whole step away from me when I stood too close to him- went on about something like germs in the air or whatever. 

Garcia: yeah, well, my love, you are not Y/n. 

[thedelusionalbitchgianna]

*Spencer zoned out*

Derek: What are you thinking about?

Spencer: How long i'd survive if you suffocated me with a pillow.

Derek: What's wrong with you?

Spencer: Do you want a list?

[criminalmindsfanantic]

Emily: What did you get Garcia for her birthday?

JJ: I got her a kitten.

Emily: Really? Me too!

Hotch: I also got her a cat.

Derek: Looks like we all had the same idea.

JJ: Reid, please tell me you didn't get Garcia a cat too!

Reid: ...I got her a kitten.

*later*

Garcia, in her apartment surrounded by cats and kittens: This is the best birthday ever!

[forhappysake]

[amandasmoviess]

Y/N: What if the person who named Walkie Talkies named everything?

Emily: Pregnancy tests are Maybe Babies

Penelope: Socks are Feetie Heaties

JJ: Forks are Stabby Grabbies

Spencer: Defibrillators are Heartie Starties

Derek: Nightmares are Dreamy Screamies

Y/N: Stamps are Lickie Stickies

Hotch: *annoyed* You’re all disappointments

[demonicbaby666]

Derek: How’d the doctors appointment go? Reid: Actually really well, she said I was super artistic. Derek: Kid… I think she meant- Garcia: Don’t you dare.

[dontsh0vethesun]

[BAU Chief Emily Prentiss walks over to your desk before taking a seat beside you with an expectant look on her face]

y/n: can i help you?

Emily: I finished all my work

y/n:

Emily, smirking: I think you know what I want

y/n, sighing: which one?

Emily, sporting a massive grin: snail

[y/n laughs while opening their drawer before pressing a sticker to emily's shirt]

y/n: snailed it

[crimimnal-mineds-part2]

Emily: when did you stop believing in Father Christmas?

Reid: I never believed in any fathers

Emily:

[savingvampirics]

reid: hold on! i'm having one of those things... a headache with pictures.

emily: what the fuck?

morgan: he's having an idea.

[lilliejareau]

luke: hey, does emily look more tired than usual lately?

tara: yeah, she’s probably not getting enough sleep after the kidnapping and all. it’s quite normal after going through something traumatic like that.

JJ: guys, this is an annual thing. she’s probably just up all night asking herself why the fuck she left london

[sarcasm-and-stiles]

Reid: *sneaks into the house late*

Hotch: *turns in swivel chair* care to tell me where you were?

Reid: I was at a…foreign film festival with…uh…Y/N!

Reader: *also turns in swivel chair* Want to try again?

[spencestiel-michelle]

Hotch: he’s our new agent? 

Gideon: he’s a genius with three phd’s, Aaron. very perceptive, very insightful, and very useful for our unit. 

*Hotch looks over at Spencer Reid* 

Hotch: he just knocked over all the coffee stirrers and i can see green dinosaur and pink striped socks sticking out his sneakers, Jason. 

Gideon: well, hey, he did fail his physical fitness exam and… you know, he wears socks, Hotch. 

Hotch: really? oh, great. that’s good. let’s hire him immediately, and give him a gun and budge right now. 

Gideon: excellent. 

Hotch: 

[thedelusionalbitchgianna]

Emily: ARE YOU-

Morgan: Fucking.

Emily: KIDDING ME?! YOU-

Morgan: Fucking.

Emily: IDIOT!

Spencer: …What was that?

Morgan: Hotch banned Emily from swearing, so I’m helping her out.

[criminalmindsfanantic]

JJ: *Hugs Emily from behind*

JJ: *Tucks Emily’s hair behind their ear*

JJ, whispering: Eat my cheetos again and they'll never find your body.