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demonicbaby666 · 2 years ago

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What a way to care

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Fandom: Criminal Minds

Pairing: Emily Prentiss x fem!Reader

Genre: Angst and smut

Words: 3.3k+

Warnings: SMUT (r receiving), top!Emily, bottom!reader, swearing, dom Emily, overstimulation, arguing and shouting, spanking.

Summary: Emily and y/n had a complicated work relationship. Emily (her boss) doesn’t hide her distain for the younger woman. Every time she feels a sense of pride it seems her boss rips it away and labels it as not good enough.

A/N- first Emily fic!

Y/n had been working at the BAU for a year, she’d grown immensely close to everyone, except one person. Emily Prentiss, the unit chief. For some reason the woman always gave her the cold shoulder and time after time dismissed her. The worst part of all was she didn’t try to hide it.

She’d never outwardly done anything to annoy the older woman, nor had she undermined her authority in any shape or form. Usually y/n could take it on the nose and continue with her head held high. Unfortunately, enough was enough and she’d reached her limit during the current case they were working on.

The raven-haired woman had taken it upon herself to shout at the young woman in front of the whole team. All she’d done was follow orders and went in behind the SWAT team, but apparently it was her fault she’d been shot at.

It took JJ and Tara interfering for Emily to finally back off. Though before they came the argument got heated and it was the first-time y/n had raised her voice and sworn at her boss, it was safe to say, she’d lost all her composure. After getting patched up by the EMT’s, JJ drove y/n to the hotel and helped drop her stuff in her room. She reassured the blonde she was fine being alone and didn’t really want company. So, JJ reluctantly left.

As she fell back onto the bed she admired the small bandage on her arm, thankfully the bullet only grazed her arm, though that didn’t seem to matter to Emily.

“It doesn’t matter whether it was serious or not! You got shot and you need to be more fucking careful!” were the exact words the unit chief used. Y/n winced thinking about the harsh tone Emily used and the blame she irrefutably placed on her.

She didn’t have a lot of time to process the conversation as three loud knocks came booming from her hotel door. Letting out a sigh she stood up and approached the peephole to see who had the audacity to annoy her now. Black hair came into view and y/n instinctively rolled her eyes. There was no way she had the energy for round two or suffer the consequences of their previous altercation.

“Can this fucking wait till the morning Prentiss?” The words sassily slipped from her lips before she knew what she had even said. Her hand came up over her mouth as the realisation of what she’d said dawned on her.

“I’m going to let that slip, just open the door y/l/n,” there was a small pause, “please.”

Y/n was too taken back by the sudden pleasantry that she reached out to unlock the door, not bothering to open it herself. Emily opened the door and walked in as y/n made her way to the couch to sit down, zero effort was made to acknowledge the older woman who was now leaning against the wall in front of her.

She started to play with a loose string on the sofa, finding it very intriguing all of a sudden. The silence was becoming uncomfortable, but she wasn’t about to say shit, not after the way Emily treated her. She was the one who wanted to come in for some reason, whatever that reason was she couldn’t care less. That was Emily’s problem.

“About today…” Emily started. Y/n glared up at the older woman through her lashes, blank faced. She raised her eyebrows and blinked a couple times waiting for Emily to continue. “You shouldn’t have gone in like you did.”

Y/n clenched her jaw, if this was going to happen, if Emily was going to repeat the same bullshit she pulled earlier, the young woman would be beyond pissed. The thought alone was causing her blood to boil. She flared her nostrils, and finally raised her head to fully give the woman all her attention. She made sure not to mask any emotions boiling to the surface like she usually did, because this would not be like the other times, she wouldn’t let it.

Emily seemed a little taken back by the murderous look she was receiving, her body tensed, and she was fighting back the urge to go into defence mode. She knew she had to skip to the point, an apology was in order, whether or not she wanted to apologise was another issue entirely. JJ and Tara had hammered it into her head she was out of order, no matter how frustrated she got, she had no right to take it out on y/n.

The young woman remained quiet, refusing to open her mouth. It seemed like Emily was baiting her and she wasn’t having any of it. Emily knew this too and it was driving her crazy, the look she was receiving wasn’t enough, she’d tried to deny it, but the fire she saw in y/n earlier had ignited something in her and she wanted to feel it again. Though it seemed she’d have to settle and get the apology out of the way.

“I’m sorry okay?” she spat out, it wasn’t aggressive but it most certainly was not heartfelt or touching. It was empty and forced and both women knew it.

Y/n shot up to her feet, the pathetic excuse of an apology enraged her, anger coursed through her veins, and she didn’t have the willpower to hold back any longer.

“Are you fucking joking?” the younger woman’s face was contorted, her eyebrows furrowed as she seethed through her teeth. “You’re ‘sorry’? For what Emily? Treating me like shit, or embarrassing me in front of the team, or wait maybe making me feel small every opportunity you have? Please elaborate I’m dying to know?” her voice was dripping with sarcasm and pure unfiltered rage.

At first Emily was shocked, but slowly the feelings from earlier arose once again and a smirk crept onto her face, only further angering the y/n.

“You think this is fucking funny? If this is your attempt at an apology you can just leave.” Tears were springing to life in her eyes as she began to walk to the door. It was then she felt a hand on her arm, preventing her from moving any further. She turned back around, and their eyes met, y/n looked into Emily’s chocolate brown eyes and watched as they softened.

The hand relaxed a little but stayed on y/n’s upper arm, near her bandage, Emily’s other hand came to her face, a finger wiped away a stray tear on her cheek. She felt her whole body relax and tingle, a weird sensation came from where Emily’s hand was. Not knowing what the hell was happening to her, she shrugged off the hand on her arm and stepped away from the older woman.

“I said you can leave.” She stood her ground; it was her way or the highway. If Emily was going to apologise it would be done right or not at all.

Emily clenched her jaw and took a deep breath in and out of her nose, squaring her shoulders. She locked her eyes firmly onto y/n.

“You’re right, I’ve treated you differently. Yes, I’ve been harsh but it was for your own go-” she was cut off before she could continue.

“For my own good?” her voice was a little louder than expected, unfortunately for everyone else in the hotel she could give less of a shit. “Come on let’s stop pretending, you hate me Prentiss. How is you treating me like shit and giving me hell, for my own good?”

Emily visibly flinched at the statement, of course she knew she was a little harder on y/n but hate? Had she let it get that far that that’s what the young woman thought.

She stepped forward so there was now a small amount of space between the two of them, “I don’t hate you y/n.” she said sighing. “I push you because I know you can do more, because you hold yourself back. What happened today was too much and I’m sorry. I just don’t want to see anything happen to you and today, today you came close.” Her voice got quieter, and the last sentence could have easily been missed.

Both women seemed taken back by the honestly displayed. The atmosphere in the room quickly changed, all that could be heard were the light breaths from y/n and Emily. The arguing seemed to have exerted them more than they knew as they both tried to steady their breathing.

Their eyes frantically searched one another’s, y/n was looking to find any hint of dishonesty, she couldn’t tell whether she was relieved, happy or angry to only discover sincerity held in the brown iris’s.

“Why-why do you care?” it came out in barely a whisper, Emily heard, nonetheless. Taking a step forward again she closed the space between the two and rested her hands on the younger woman’s waist. Y/n felt her breath catch in her throat, unsure how to feel about the sudden tender contact. Not being able to take the feeling of Emily’s eyes burning into her she looked at the floor, shifting uncomfortably on her feet.

When a hand was removed from her waist, she couldn’t help but miss the contact, that was until the hand seemingly found its way to her chin. Light pressure was applied as Emily lifted her head to meet her gaze once again.

“Why do you think y/n?” she breathed out.

There was nothing to be said, at least nothing y/n could think of. If she was honest with herself, she had no idea why Emily would care. This whole situation was rendering her speechless; a couple hours ago she was convinced her boss hated her and was out to get her. But now, now things were unclear, and it seemed she had read the whole situation wrong. In some weird fucked up way Emily wanted the best for her. To make sure she excelled at her job and made no mistakes, it was a way of keeping her safe on the job. What it was, was confusing as hell.

She let herself fully relax into the older woman, “You’re confusing as hell Prentiss.” She said helplessly.

Emily pulled her in closer so y/n could rest her head against hers. “I barely understand myself sometimes. All I know is seeing you today, not knowing what happened after the shots were fired, it scared me. Maybe I haven’t shown it in the best way, but I do care.”

“You, Emily Prentiss, have a really fucked up way of showing you care.” Y/n smirked playfully, that’s when she felt her ass being spanked. Pain coursed through her veins, and she half whimpered half moaned at the contact, pain quickly subsided into waves of pleasure.

Emily cocked an eyebrow. “You shouldn’t swear. It doesn’t suit you.” She tightly gripped y/n’s waist with both hands and started walking forward, forcing her to back up towards the bed. “Maybe I need to teach you another lesson?”

The older woman smiled victoriously when y/n began to slowly nod, the submission she displayed was turning her on and she needed more, to see her underneath her, to see her begging. Y/n felt the back of her knees hit the bed, but the pushing didn’t halt causing her to fall back onto the bed. Emily subsequently climbed on top of her as the two moved further up the bed.

Looking into the eyes of her boss, y/n saw the brown of Emily’s eyes were almost eclipsed by the blacks of her pupils, her eyes were filled with pure lust and wanting. Both set of eyes darted between lips and eyes, y/n felt her tongue slip out of her mouth to wet her lips that were suddenly receiving so much attention. The two hands on either side of her head now bent and she felt soft black hair tickle her exposed shoulders.

Lips came crashing on hers, the kiss was far from soft and was quickly becoming more and more heated as they both started fighting for control. Hands were felt on Emily’s waist pulling her body closer to y/n’s, which she allowed. Y/n’s felt teeth lightly grip her bottom lip and let a soft moan out.

Emily took this opportunity to slip her tongue through the parted lips, swirling it around and tracing the roof of the young woman’s mouth. Y/n’s hands came up from Emily’s waist to fiddle with her blouse buttons.

Emily pulled her lips away sensing the frustration building up in the woman under her. She pulled the shirt over her head and lowered herself back down, this time her lips connected with the soft skin of y/n’s neck. She ran her tongue along the area, kissing and nibbling, stopping when one area seemed to have more of an effect.

Y/n’s neck arched, her head pressing into the pillow under her as Emily nibbled and sucked on her sweet spot, not for a second caring if she left a mark. Her soul focus was revelling in the pleasure coursing through her veins and pulsating between her thighs.

A hand was removed from beside her head and began to play with the hem of her tank top, which she quickly pulled off. When the lips were removed from her neck, she couldn’t help but drink up the view of Emily straddling her in only a bra and jeans.

Hands ran up and down the raven-haired woman’s torso and y/n slipped a hand under her lacy black bra, cupping one of her breasts in her hands, tenderly fondling it. She locked her lips onto Emily’s exposed neck and kissed down to her chest, moving her other hand to the back of the bra and easily unclasping it and taking a hardened nipple into her mouth.

She was harshly pushed back onto the bed as her bra was yanked over her head and thrown somewhere on the hotel floor. She felt her trousers being taken off and raised her hips to assist, a breath of warm air was felt by her ear as she heard Emily whisper “Good girl.”

Y/n laid there exposed in only her underwear, everything was telling her to cover herself, but she did nothing of such, the want for Emily to see all of her was overpowering. She found her hands on the buckle to Emily’s off centred belt and she began fumbling to take it off. The second the belt was taken off, y/n got to work on Emily’s jeans.

Within seconds of the jeans being flung somewhere in the room, Emily was back on top of y/n pinning her arms down over her head. The feeling of Emily’s soft skin brushing directly against her own sent sparks flying through ever nerve in her body.

Lips pressed against one of y/n’s nipples taking the bud into her mouth sucking and teething lightly. The heat growing between y/n's legs was becoming unbearable and she was ready to beg for more but didn’t want to give in just yet.

The moment she felt a knee between her legs, the younger woman began to grind against it needed some release. She felt Emily smirk against her nipple, “patience.” She purred.

She removed her hands from y/n and slowly kissed down her stomach until she reached her panties, gripping onto them with her teeth, she tugged them down. The young woman looks down to see Emily coming face to face with her dripping cunt, she watched as her boss’s lip wedged itself between her teeth hungrily.

One finger ran through her folds causing her hips to buck up at the contact, she wanted more. “Please.”

“Say it again.”

“Please.”

The finger moved up to her clit but teasingly moved away causing y/n to become more and more frustrated.

“Say my name.”

“Please Emily.”

And with that, two fingers plunged into her and she moaned out Emily’s name without quite realising what she’d said. But hearing her name fall from y/n’s lips only incentivized Emily. She brought her lips to y/n’s clit and began to move her tongue in circular motions, alternating between sucking, nibbling and licking.

The immense pleasure y/n felt surging through her veins was immeasurable and overwhelming, but she relished every second of it. Just when she thought she could stay quiet the fingers inside her curled and pumped harder and faster continuously hitting her g spot over and over.

“Oh fuck Emily.” She half moaned half screamed out.

The fingers stopped pumping as fast and y/n could have cried out for more, that was before a slap came full force to her ass, causing her to yelp out.

“Don’t swear.” Emily mumbled against her clit.

“I won’t, I’m sorry, please don’t stop.” y/n begged, and it was music to the raven-haired woman’s ears. She picked her pace back up and the feeling of being at Emily’s will was pushing y/n closer and closer to her orgasm. Her body was convulsing as pleasure pulsated through her veins.

Continuous moans passed through her lips progressively getting louder the closer she got to her sweet release. The expert tongue on her clit got faster and faster. When Emily trusts got even harder y/n felt herself fall apart, her legs began to shake uncontrollably. Her whole body convulsed as waves of pleasure washed over her whole body and she cried out in ecstasy.

“Emily, Emily, EMILY.”

But she didn’t stop, Emily kept her unrelenting pace and y/n was fighting against her whole body as she felt a second orgasm coming despite not being finished with her first. She grabbed a fistful of Emily’s dark hair not sure whether she was pulling her away or pushing her to keep going. The only thing she knew was she was putty in Emily’s hands, or in this case fingers and they weren’t going to stop until she was spent.

At this point volume control was thrown out the window as y/n was screaming out gibberish, her moans could most likely be heard from outside the hotel room but neither women cared.

The tightening grip on her hair only motivated Emily to keep going as her jaw became sore and her fingers were stiff.

It all paid off when y/n’s back arched off the bed, her walls gripped Emily’s fingers and a throaty groan was heard from all corners of the room. Emily slowed down until she felt y/n dug her away, even the smallest touch would have sent her into a third unprovoked orgasm and y/n felt like she may pass out if that happened.

She picked her head up to see Emily wiping her mouth with the back of her hand smirking as she took in the sight of y/n laid on the bed completely exhausted, trying to catch her breath.

Y/n saw the lust in those darkened eyes, she wanted to give her more and more, but stars appeared in her vision, and she couldn’t stop her legs from shaking. Just the feel of Emily's drenched fingers sliding out of her caused her to whimper.

Emily kissed her way back up to y/n’s lips and laid the softest kiss on the swollen lips, laying herself next to her she moved pieces of stray hairs away from y/n’s sweaty forehead and used her other hand to run fingers up and down the young woman’s stomach.

Instinctively y/n closed her eyes and hummed into the comfort of Emily’s touch. When she opened her eyes and tried to sit up, Emily pushed her back down and she shot her a confused look.

“It’s your turn.” She tiredly pleaded.

Emily wrapped her arm around y/n’s shoulder and pulled her in, her head now lying on her exposed chest. She placed a soft kiss to her forehead and started tracing shapes onto her back whilst y/n did the same on her chest.

And that’s how they fell asleep, wrapped into each other and somewhere between falling asleep one phrase fell from y/n’s lips. “You, Emily Prentiss, have a really fucked up way of showing you care, but I’m glad you do.”

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lilveeblog · 1 year ago

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more little jj headcanons <3

just some cute jj headcanons of her in her different headspaces <3 (do we want a little jj au book? I think so)

age 2-5

♡︎ at this age, JJ is often quiet, reserved and keeps herself to herself

♡︎ she often wants cuddles but won’t ask for them. it’s very much up to the caregiver to notice the signs and engage that contact

♡ she won’t eat much, mainly soft foods such as noodles, mash, ice cream etc. she loves her bottles though, and will usually pick them over anything else

︎♡︎ she loves to nap! loves to sleep and cuddle up with her caregiver watching her cartoons wrapped in a blanket with her teddies, paci and bottle

♡︎ she doesn’t speak much, using her body language or facial expressions as a huge give away for her caregiver

♡︎ due to her reserved nature and lack of communication, pull ups in this age range are a must! she won’t argue about it as she is able to stay quiet but she definitely whines and gets fussy when she’s had an accident

age 5-8

︎♡︎ at this age, jj is so cheeky. she loves to make jokes, often being mean but loves to make people laugh

♡ she has an abundance of energy, always wanting to play, dance, sing, go to the park - everything !

︎♡︎ her caregiver always has to make sure they’re channeling her energy the best they can to ensure she’s not getting into too much trouble.

♡︎ however, when in trouble, she’s a menace. she’ll cry, kick, scream and throw the mightiest tantrums over the smallest things

♡︎ her eating habits are a little better but she is particularly fussy about temperatures and textures. she doesn’t like things touching or other people being near her whilst she eats

♡︎ her bathroom abilities are a little more controlled but when overcome with excitement or distracted by how much fun she is having, accidents are common. this causes a LOT of upset and stress from herself and for the caregiver

age 9-13

♡︎ this age is the hardest for everyone. it’s the time when life at home was at its worst and the time she lost roslyn

♡︎ her emotions are often all over the place and this is reflected in complete upset. the slightest thing reduces her to a breakdown

♡︎ she suffers severely from self harm and excluding herself. she will hide out, go completely mute

♡︎ it is very hard to communicate with her and she needs constant supervision to make sure she is safe.

♡︎ she hardly eats or drinks and it’s up to her caregiver to get her to shower or bathe.

♡︎ she’ll flinch at any loud noises and hates raised voices or arguing

age 13-17

♡︎ jj in this headspace is the most difficult to understand, communicate with and look after. she is constantly angry, violent, fighting, swearing and getting into all sort of trouble

♡ she is hurting so much inside and her self harm has continued but more in a smoking, drugs and alcohol way

♡︎ she needs constant reassurance and love yet pushes everyone away. she hardly talks to any one unless it’s with attitude and she fights as much as possible

♡︎ she hates crying in front of people and will never show any emotion other than anger (if she does, it’s usually a sign of regressing smaller)

♡︎ her violence is extreme and there’s been a couple of cases where her caregiver has had to pick her up from the police station

♡︎ she’ll make reckless decisions, craving to feel any sort of emotions.

#little!jj #criminal minds #criminal minds agere #jennifer jareau #jj #little space #cg!emily #emily prentiss #jj criminal minds #jj x emily #jj headcanons #head canon #teen headspace #headspace #jennifer jareau head canons #jennifer jereau x reader

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jjtheresidentbaby · 1 year ago

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hi hi hi i’ve recently found your little jj stories and they make me happy stim so much 🥺

a request is maybe jj is poorly on a case? she has a headache or a cold and stuff and all she wants to do is curl up in emily’s arms and rest bht it’s a kidnapping case and they have limited time.

maybe she ends up falling asleep at the table? maybe like with a drink in her hand or whilst eating and the group find it super cute then emily gets her settled down somewhere to sleep whilst they keep working on it??

i really wanna start writing agere criminal minds fics but idkkk🥺

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|| jennifer jareau x emily prentiss

a/n: I’m so glad you like my writing!! and you should totally start writing, my dms are always open if you wanna talk concepts <33

warnings: Jj being sick, pet names, mentions of a case

The whole team could tell Jj was feeling sick today, her flushed cheeks, constantly sniffling nose and drooping eyes gave her away, although the sweatshirt and blanket draped over her despite the dry Texas heat definitely made it extra obvious. Emily’s tried to help the most she can, as has Hotch who graciously put Jj on map making duties with Reid as they try to track down a kidnapped little kid.

There isn’t much anyone can do to help Jj, Emily’s already given her medicine and a package of saltines for when she feels ready to eat something. It doesn’t help that Jj’s headspace has come on unexpectedly because of the sickness, Hotch has locked off the room they’re all in for Jj’s sake, but Emily is still full of worry.

She knows Jj doesn’t like regressing while at work nor does she like having a lot of people around while she’s small. She supposes maybe Jj being so caught up in her constant shivering switching to overheating state is helping her distract herself from the teams hovering, which they’re all doing. Everyone’s aware that Emily’s is Jj’s main caregiver, and to get Hotch if she isn’t available, but that isn’t stopping them all from doing what they can to help Jj.

“Honey we gotta go to a warehouse where the suspect might be, are you going to be okay here? We can have Rossi stay back if you need.” Emily’s hand pushes the hood off of Jjs head so she can reach to feel the back of her neck, it’s still warm as it was earlier, she hopes the medicine has kicked in and that’s just from the blankets.

“I’ll be okay.” It’s barely a mumble, an attempt at a smile on Jj’s lips that eases Emily the slightest amount. No crying is a good sign.

“Ok darling, we’ll be back.” Emily dashes out to the svu’s after that, pushing all her worry for Jj down, as best can at least, and starts to listen to Morgan’s ramble of how they’ll be entering the building.

The warehouse stunt goes over a little longer than Emily was hoping, though she’s happy the little kid was able to be reunited with their mom with only minor injuries. She’s ready to get back to her own little.

Entering the room the Texas police have allowed the BAU to overrun for the past week instantly brings a warm smile to Emily’s face. Jj’s in the same seat she was in before they left, the package of saltines loosely in her hand as her head lays against her arm on the table. There’s a small pile crumbs and a few crackers look ready to slide right into the floor, Prentiss quickly picks up the package before turning to where Jj’s still dead asleep. Not even a twitch at the team entering the room.

“Jj? Darling?” Emily rubs her hand up and down Jj’s arm, careful not to jostle the girl too much in hopes of avoiding her waking up panicked.

“There you are, we finished the case, we only have paperwork to do.” A lazy smile and a slow blink of half-awake-ness is all Emily gets in reply, she’s okay with it, Jj needs her rest and she has a hard enough time sleeping anyways. Prentiss can’t imagine it’s any easier while sick.

“Hotch said I could take you back to the hotel and Reid will catch up on our paperwork.” Another nod and Emily decides she’ll have to do this the hard way.

She comes to pull Jj to her feet, allowing the blonde to slump into her side with almost all her weight. Emily brushes the blanket off Jj’s back so it falls into the chair, despite the protesting groan Jj let’s out, if it wasn’t the stations blanket she’d have taken it with them. Instead she grabs Hotchs suit jacket that he holds out knowingly, pulling it over Jj’s shoulders and leading her out to the svu that she’ll be able to sleep in the backseat of.

Jj lays down with a few grunts of displeasure at being in the car, and that Emily can’t stay back there with her as she has to drive. Emily’s just happy she’ll be able to watch over her little girl in full focus tonight.

#jj writes #criminal minds agere #little!jj #caregiver!emily #jj x emily #jennifer jereau #emily prentiss

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slvt4em1lyprenti2s · 10 months ago

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Criminal Minds Masterlist Emily Prentiss: Jenifer Jareau: Penelope Garcia: Tara Lewis: Alex Blake:

#emily prentiss x you #emily prentiss x reader #tara lewis #emily prentiss x female reader #emily prentiss #tara lewis x reader #alex blake #alex blake x reader #jennifer jareau #jennifer jereau x reader #jj x reader #penelope garcia #penelope garcia x reader

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nnaviee · 3 months ago

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hiii, im navie! im getting back into writing fanfiction so i would loveeee some requests! here are shows/movies that i will write for:

-criminal minds

-marvel

-brooklyn 99

-outer banks

-gilmore girls

-everything sucks

i’m really bad at listing things, so if you have a suggestion that isn’t listed here please share!! here are some things you should know about me

-i will write x reader!

-i’m a lesbian, so women are easier to write for in my case.

-i’m down to write smut, but i’m a little rusty.

-i’ll write for pretty much anybody.

-i won’t write any form of fanfiction about a celebrity or real person. it’s a little (very) weird.

-i won’t write smut about minors, but otherwise fanfic is cool.

okay bye loviesss

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brightlilith · 1 year ago

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#criminal minds #criminal minds fluff #criminal minds x reader #spencer reid fanfiction #spencer reid x fem!reader #emily prentiss x reader #jennifer jereau #spencer reid imagine #jennifer jj jareau #jennifer jereau x reader #aaron hotch x reader #aaron hotchner #derek morgan #derek morgan x reader #penelope garcia #penelope garcia x reader

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deathbyhertouch · 1 month ago

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Kinktober Day 7: Threesome

Emily Prentiss x reader x Jennifer Jereau

warnings: smut (18+, mdni), threesome, girl kissing, oral, fingering, dom!Emily, sub!JJ, dom!reader, secret tryst, moaning, swearing

word count: 528

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Maybe it was the seemingly endless shots, or the heavy tension from the last case, but as soon as the hotel room door shut you were slammed up against it. Emily met your lips in a feverish kiss, while JJ’s mouth was currently attached to your neck. It wasn’t uncommon for any combination of the three of you to sneak off late at night on cases to blow off some steam. Nobody really knew but Spencer has his suspicions, as one night he definitely heard the three of you fucking like rabbits.

Emily pulled off your mouth, shooting you a wink before turning to the blonde next to her and pulling her in for a kiss. You smirked, moving behind JJ and dipping your hand down the front of her pants. She moaned into Emily’s mouth as your fingers swiped through her folds. You moved her hair to the side, before sucking down on her collarbone harshly. She gasped, giving Emily the opportunity to deepen the kiss.

“Em, should we move our greedy girl to the bed? Her pussy is clenching around just my fingers.” You teased, slipping two fingers inside her sopping cunt. JJ whined, nodding lazily as Emily chuckled at the sight.

“Hmm, I suppose we could do that. What do you think, baby? You want us to fuck you hard?” Emily proposed to JJ, who was currently in a daze from all of the attention.

“P-Please. I need you fuck- need you both.” She squeaked out. You laughed, pulling your hand out of her pants. Emily took her hand and brought her over to the bed helping the blonde undress before removing her own garments. You were quick to follow, stripping off your clothes and laying down on the less than ideal hotel king size. JJ crawled on top of you, meeting your mouth with her own. You kissed her deeply, tongues fighting together, as you felt Emily’s hands snake up your inner thigh. You heard a smack, followed by JJ moaning into your mouth.

“What a sight, both of you are so wet and ready for me.” Emily cooed, kneeling at the foot of the bed. You moaned into JJ’s mouth, feeling Emily lick a stripe through your folds before plunging two fingers into your pussy. Emily’s mouth lapped at JJ’s entrance as her fingers kept a brutal pace into your own. Your sticky arousal was weeping out of your pussy, and leaving a stain on the bed. You could feel your own orgasm approach as you clenched down on Emily’s fingers.

“Close already, honey? You’re in for a long night, baby.” You moaned loudly at her teasing, making JJ suck your bottom lip between her teeth. Her hands groped your tits, tugging at the pebbled skin, pinching your nipples. Emily sucked your clit into her mouth as she curled her fingers inside of you. Your body jerked instinctively as Emily hurled you towards your climax. You broke the kiss, throwing your head back into the pillows as your release ripped through you. Your thighs felt sticky and you glanced at Emily, who was sucking her fingers clean.

“fuck baby. You taste so sweet.”

Love, A

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mylifeonearth13 · 2 years ago

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I wish we could have known how she’s know that ? Spence finally said her ??

The possibilities part 1

#spencer reid #criminal minds #jennifer jereau #jj x spencer #emily prentiss #spencer x jj #the road not taken

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lightbeyondeden · 4 years ago

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Something Gained masterlist

chapter 1

chapter 2

playlist

pinterest board!

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house-of-slayterr · 2 years ago

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Criminal Minds Incorrect Quotes:

Hotch: Damn, the power went out.

Y/N: Don’t worry, I got this.

Y/N: *shakes rapidly and starts to light up*

Hotch: What-?

Y/N: I swallowed a glow stick!

Hotch, on the verge of tears: WHY WOULD YOU-

Derek , throwing their head into Y/N's lap: Tell me I'm pretty!

Y/N, lovingly stroking their hair: You're pretty fucking annoying, that's what you are.

Y/N: I can’t believe all these people are wearing black. black is supposed to be my thing, they’re all just posers.

Derek : Y/N, for the last time, we’re at a funeral.

Garcia : You spent all our money on THIS??

Y/N, putting tiny raincoats on ducklings: They live outside. They need this.

Garcia : Treat spiders the way you want to be treated.

Y/N: Killed without hesitation.

The Team: 👀 *blink blink*

JJ: Life is like Y/N. It's short.

Y/N: Where are you going?

JJ: To either get ice cream or commit a felony. I'll decide on the way.

Y/N: Why does my arm shake and turn bright red when I’m eating dirt?

Emily :

Emily : Why are you eating dirt?

Y/N: Did I ask you if I should eat dirt? No, so answer my question.

An: Fucking Cannon

Emily : Don’t preach to me about romance, Y/N. I had a three-way in a hot-air balloon.

Rossi, looking at their reflection: Now, that's rubbish. Who's that supposed to be?

Y/N: Well, that's you.

Rossi: Me?! Is that what I look like?

Y/N: You don't know?

Rossi: Busy day.

Rossi: Well, Y/N and I finally did it!

The rest of the squad: *gasps, shocked expressions, etc.*

Rossi: That's right... We kissed!

Spencer : *Answers phone.* Hello?

Y/N: It's Y/N.

Spencer : What did they do this time?

Y/N: No, it's me, Spencer . It's actually me.

Spencer : What did you do this time?

Spencer : Are you an ‘arr’ pirate or a ‘yo ho ho’ pirate?

Y/N: I’m a ‘I’m not paying $600 for photoshop’ pirate.

Spencer : I find it very unseemly of Garcia to start dating again. Isn't the customary period of mourning 10 years?

Y/N: Die. Let's find out.

Garcia : Who knew getting in trouble would be so impossible?

Spencer : I gotta give you credit, Y/N. You make it look easy.

Y/N: Years of practice.

Hotch : Sorry, I'm late to the party. I've been doing things.

Y/N, entering in an unbuttoned shirt: I got caught up doing things too.

Rossi: Wow, Hotch was late too! What a coincidence!

Y/N: So what’s the plan?

Rossi: I don’t know. You’re smart, *points at Hotch * they’re mean, come up with something.

Y/N: Is letting someone win at chess sapiosexual bottoming?

Spencer : Can everyone in this godforsaken group please learn the skill called "Think Before You Speak"?

Elle: Ya know... it might be.

Y/N: So... who's the big spoon and who's the little spoon?

Elle: We're chopsticks!

Y/N: Well... that's cute!

Y/N: Does that mean you two snuggle together perfectly?

Spencer : No, it means that if you take the other away, the only thing the other is good for is stabbing.

Emily : For self defense reasons, I'm going to pretend to be a burglar and you guys have to act wisely.

Y/N, Spencer , & Derek : Okay.

Emily : If you don't want to die, give me all your money.

Y/N: Bold of you to assume I have money.

Spencer : Bold of you to assume I don't want to die.

Derek : Bold of you to assume I can die.

JJ, texting in the group chat: I wonder what Apple shots would look like?

Y/N: *Sends a picture of of a syringe with an apple slice shoddily edited inside*

Emily : *Sends a picture of a shot glass with an Apple poorly drawn inside*

Garcia : *Sends picture of person dunking a Basketball into the hoop but replaced the basketball with a poorly resized apple*

JJ: I hate all of you.

Spencer : Time for plan G.

Y/N: Don’t you mean plan B?

Spencer : No, we tried plan B a long time ago. I had to skip over plan C due to technical difficulties.

Rossi: What about plan D?

Spencer : Plan D was that desperate disguise attempt half an hour ago.

Hotch : What about plan E?

Spencer : I’m hoping not to use it. Derek dies in plan E.

Derek: I like plan E.

An: I didn’t include Gideon because fuck that guy!

#criminal minds headcanons #criminal minds #criminal minds incorrect quotes #aaron hotchner #spencer reid #derek morgan #emily prentiss #jennifer jereau #jj criminal minds #penelope garcia #elle greenaway #criminal minds x reader #david rossi

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demonicbaby666 · 2 years ago

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The Melody of Loss

One shot | Criminal Minds Masterlist | Masterlists

Fandom: Criminal Minds

Pairing: Emily Prentiss x fem!Reader

Genre: angst

Words: 1.4k+

Warnings: suicidal ideation, malnutrition, depression, grieving, blood.

Summary: Takes place after Emily has ‘passed away’. It’s really just an angsty fic about grieving the loss of Emily.

A/n: I highly recommend you do not read this is you are prone to being easily triggered, its v sad and could be painful to read. But if you do, put on some sad music and get in your feels because this is 10x better with sad music. I recommend you’re someone else (flora cash) and it’s okay (Tom Odell) as that what I was writing it to.

It had been two months since Emily had left your life, you had mourned her each and every day. Slowly pieces of you withered away as happy memories contorted to remnants of a life you could no longer have. Going into work served as only another reminder she truly was gone but you forced yourself to persevere.

That evening things became too much; you lay on the floor begging your brain for reasons to continue. Without Emily everything just seemed empty and there was a hollow part of your heart you feared could never be filled again. Though it was just an expression, having your heartbroken, you felt the organ incessantly cracking. Your chest was heavy and every time you breathed your lungs constricted, demanding to breathe the scent of Emily’s shampoo, the smell of her perfume, her.

The hoodie that adorned your skin no longer smelled like Emily and you would have screamed out if your body allowed you to, alas it didn’t. You were running on minimal energy levels, meniscal daily tasks took their toll on you, nourishing your body was no longer a priority. It helped when you were numb, it wasn’t a cure, but the buzz of emotional pain was more dulled, diluted and less consuming.

Quiet sobs passed through your lips as you lay on the cold floor, you had no idea how long you had been crying, all you knew was you woke up in the same position you were previously in with puffier, redder eyes. You sat upright, too tired to focus on anything other than the blank space that filled the front room, you finally let your eyes settle on the piano by the window. It was now gathering dust, missing its player’s delicate fingers.

A single tear fell down your cheek as you forced yourself up and walked to sit down on the stool. You pressed down on a piano key and a note rang through the room, bouncing off the walls and yet another bittersweet memory resurfaced.

It had been Emily’s idea to buy the piano, you’d planned on starting out small together, renovating this little apartment you’d bought with your dual salaries. One day you got back and there it was. It was vintage and though it took up a large amount of space, you couldn’t deny, the piano was perfectly suited to the vibe of the apartment. The sunlight beamed through the window and cascaded onto it as Emily sat on the velvet stool looking down at the keys. She seemed miles away, plagued by a distant memory.

As you walked up to her, you took in how radiant she looked, a baggy white blouse was loosely hung around her shoulders, accompanied by plain black vest and casual black work slacks. The light hit her perfectly, showing off her slick jawline.

When you brought your hands down to her shoulders, she jolted just slightly but instantly relaxed into the contact. She hummed contently when you moved your hands down to wrap around her waist, nuzzling your head into her neck. The smell of her shampoo and perfume filled your nostrils and your little heart leapt from your chest, much like it always did when you found yourself wrapped around Emily.

Her hands were delicately placed on yours as she laced your finger together, holding you tight against her. The soft skin of her cheek brushed against the side of your face. You looked into chocolate brown eyes and saw the weight that was contained within them. Emily had never been a big talker and from months of experience you knew best how to help her through troubling times without antagonising her.

You placed your lips to her temple for a few seconds, holding her you rocked from side to side on the heels of your feet, swaying the both of you slowly to a fictious melody playing in your head. Puckering your lips, you placed a soft kiss to her porcelain skin before breaking away for a split second to sit next to her on the stool.

Shifting the weight of your body and head, you leaned into Emily. “Play me something?”

She smiled down at you for a few fleeting moments before setting her gaze on the piano, elegantly bringing her fingers to the keys. With the lightest of touches on each key and the pedal moving under her foot now and then to elongate specific notes, Emily did as exactly you asked. When she finally finished playing you peered up at your musician to find her eyes were glazed over, salty tears were brimming over her waterline as she once again looked into the distance.

Broken was your heart as you reached up to hold this strong-willed woman’s face between the palms of your hands. Emily wore sorrowful smile, looking deep into your eyes searching for answers to a question you hadn’t yet been graced with. A single tear spilled from her eyes and made its journey to your thumb so you could brush it away.

“I knew a little boy; I taught him how to play.” From the heartache the words brought her you knew whatever had happened to the boy in question wasn’t an easy topic to breach. Of course, later you learnt who he was, how and why he meant so much to Emily.

She adverted her eyes, looking around the small apartment, before meeting your gaze once again. Her hands homed in on your waist, gradually bringing your bodies closer. You vision went black as you closed your eyes and let her nimble lips grace yours with their presence. A slow rhythm was set as your lips danced together, just as they had time and time before. Held within the kiss was something new, you tasted the question that lay dormant within Emily, and you slowly pulled your lips away.

Not wanting to stray too far away you leaned your head forward to touch Emily’s, relishing in the feel of her warm breath caressing your lips.

“I want a family with you,” she breathed out, pulling back to study your expression. Melancholy tears were transformed into those of delight as she watched the corner of your lips twitch.

“There is nothing in this world that I want more than just that Emily Prentiss.” Her face became blurry, you only registered you too were crying when the kiss that you shared moments later grew wet.

With both hands you slammed the piano cover down, startling yourself when a loud thud echoed through the room that was once filled with the sweet sound of piano chords. The ghost of Emily was felt next to you on the stool and your stomach churned when you remembered just how close you once had her. How close you were to a future together, the engagement ring remained on your finger, though it had become loose, many of times it had almost fallen off, as if telling you to let go.

Your body gave up on you and you fell against the piano, darkness circled around you, it was engulfing you, whispering and coaxing you to give in, to join Emily. It was unrelenting, sucking you in and you felt yourself folding over and over. A whirlwind of grieve was stirring mayhem in your head and you held no more control over your emotions as screams of pure agony worked their way up from your gut, passing your dry throat and exiting your chapped lips.

Anger began to bubble within your veins, questions of how she could ever leave you all alone rung through you mind and you grabbed the only thing within your reach, throwing it as far your weak-willed arms would allow.

“NO!” you screamed, running over to the broken shards of glass dispersed across the floor. The smell of Emily filled the whole room as her perfume circulated the air around you. “No, no, no.” You sobbed, picking up pieces of glass, not caring as red beads of blood formed on your fingers. You threw your head back looking up at the ceiling, pleading to any higher being to take this all away, to bring your fiancé back, to let you feel her arms around you again, “Please no.” you screamed out. Tears continuously trickling down your face, the acidity burning a red lined path down from your eyes to your chin.

Your body shook from the pain that raked through you; you felt the emotions seep from every inch of you. Just as you though you would never know peace again, hands wrapped around you and the world calmed just a little bit.

“She’s gone.” The words came out cracked and almost inaudible through all the crying. But you knew JJ heard when she held you the slightest bit tighter. You continued to cry, this time with the security of knowing you weren’t alone in all of this.

“I-I’m so sorry.” JJ held you as she herself began to cry, only later would you understand just why her tears had been fuelled by guilt and not grief.

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lilveeblog · 2 years ago

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come here, jay

jj’s having a tough day

emily knows

662 words

emily sighed, closing the folder on her desk and peering through the blinds of her office. all she could hear was ruckus from the team. spencer and luke were sharing their usual banter - tara pulling out the fashionable ‘your mum’ jokes and she even noticed garcia’s bright blue dress near jj’s desk.

seeing jj, her heart dropped. she could tell from the girl’s expression she was getting overwhelmed. she knew how much work jj had to get done today and with all the noise, she doubted she could focus. emily couldnt and see was in a seperate office.

grabbing her coffee cup, she headed out of her office and down the stairs.

“oh emily, you’ll know!” luke said, turning to the raven haired girl. at the mention of emily, jj spun her chair around. emily sent her a little wave, acknowleding it. jj smiled shyly, dropping her head.

“ill know what?” emily asked. she moved closer to the blonde and wrapped an arm around the back of her chair. not caring what the team would think, jj wrapped her arms around emily’s hips, resting her head on her stomach - hiding her face from the group.

“if spencer was going to be an icecream flavour, what would he be?” garcia asked.

“is this what all the noise is about?” emily laughed, rubbing jj’s back.

“were we being too loud?” spencer asked, shocked. jj groaned and nodded into emily making the group smile at her cuteness.

“you could have told us,” garcia chuckled, crouching down to jj but jj whined, moving her head away from penelope’s gaze.

P sent emily a worried look but emily shook it off. she ran her fingers through jj’s hair.

“do you want to go to my office?” emily suggested, quietly but jj shook her head.

“im not little, ive got work to do,” she grumbled. emily laughed - shes definitely slipping.

“i never said anything about being little,” emily smirked and jj groaned again, covering her face.

“go on sweetheart, take some work up there - youll be able to focus,” emily said, tapping jj’s back. jj huffed but packed up her desk, disappearing to emily’s office without a word to anyone.

“im sure you lot all have work to do as well,” emily laughed and walked over to the coffee machine.

ten minutes later, emily returned to her office. jj was typing away on her laptop, focused and emily left her to it. she set a coffee down for her, in her favourite cup and sat herself behind her desk.

it didnt take long for jj to start struggling however. emily shot small glanced at her as she huffed and sighed and wiped her eyes with her knuckles.

“do you need some help?” emily asked gently, in her normal voice - not wanting to patronise the girl.

“no, i’m fine,” jj said back, a hint of sass in her tone.

“how many have you got left?” emily asked, peering over at her laptop.

“erm, i don’t know. i just wanna get it done,” she whined - another tell.

“how about you finish it tomorrow?” emily suggested gently.

“i said that yesterday,” emily heard the little stomps of her feet as she protested her little side.

“and it’s okay to say it again,” emily whispered. she pushed out her chair and tapped her lap.

“come here, jay.”

it was a simple instruction, one that to anyone would seem bossy, demanding but to jj, it was the trigger. instantly, all her nasty big girl thoughts flew to the back of her mind and she got up from her own chair. she practically climbed over the desk to get to emily quicker and sat on her lap.

emily’s hand wrapped around the blondes waist and jj snuggled into em as much as she could. she sighed in content.

“i don’t know why you still fight it little one,” emily chuckled, rubbing her hands though jj’s soft hair. jay huffed, only holding onto emily tighter.

#little!jj #cg!emily #emily prentiss #jj x emily #jj #jennifer jereau #jereau #criminal minds #criminal minds agere

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