#mind of mine lyrics

[ssaemilyhotchner]

the tortured profilers department or, the bau as songs from ttpd

EMILY PRENTISS ♫ So Long, London Just how low did you think I'd go Before I'd self-implode

AARON HOTCHNER ♫ loml In your suit and tie, in the nick of time You lowdown boy, you stand up guy

JENNIFER JAREAU ♫ Clara Bow No one in my small town Thought I'd meet these suits in LA

SPENCER REID ♫ Fresh Out The Slammer But it's gonna be alright, I did my time

DAVID ROSSI ♫ The Alchemy I haven't come around in so long But I'm making a comeback to where I belong

PENELOPE GARCIA ♫ I Can Do It With a Broken Heart There in her glittering prime The lights refract sequined stars off her silhouette every night

DEREK MORGAN ♫ Florida!!! Yes, I'm haunted but I'm feeling just fine

TARA LEWIS ♫ imgonnagetyouback Whether I'm gonna be your wife or Gonna smash up your bike, I haven't decided yet

LUKE ALVEZ ♫ Down Bad Now I'm down bad crying at the gym

JASON GIDEON ♫ Who's Afraid of Little Old Me? The who's who of "Who's that?" is poised for the attack But my bare hands paved their paths

[hotwritergf]

Telling secrets, there on the mattress. 💋

Taking another sip of the Merlot that Emily had kindly poured out for you into your lipstick-stained glass, you felt dizzy. You were somewhat seeing double in your inebriated state, but you didn’t mind, what’s better than one Prentiss? A second, obviously.

Tenderly she leans forward, you gaze into her eyes, each coffee coloured iris just sparkling under the big central light. Her lips pin up into a smirk, exposing her dimples on either side. Intoxicated and confident, you match her movement but let Emily lead the way. She was always the one in control, every time you met up, she took care of you.

It’s a dance the two of you have done for years, she takes to dinner, douses your stomach with too much red wine and pasta, shyly holds your hand down the street as she brings you home. It’s always the same excuse; “come and see how much Sergio has grown!”

In all fairness, you do get to cuddle with Sergio every time. But he lays between the pair of you, both of you, exhausted and nude, with the light from the cheap nylon curtains peeking through and gracing your bodies in sunlight.

This evening was no different, her crimson nails trailing up your wrists leaving your arms decorated with goosebumps under her fingers.

“You look so gorgeous tonight.” Emily all but purrs her compliment into your ears, her breath tickling over your neck causing you to shiver. She always knew how to get to you, her touch made your body ignite, no matter how little or gentle it was.

Her hands find your thighs, squeezing softly and skittering her nails in between them, feeling the pudgy flesh under her fingers and your conscious collapsing underneath her. Her smirk only grew wider with the knowledge you were hers, putty in her hands once again. With her lips marking your neck, biting heart shaped bruises into your porcelain complexion, you shuffle closer. Tearing her lips from your throat, crashing your lips into hers.

She tastes like the wine you shared and your fondest memories, no matter how much you try to deny her, you can’t deny the hold she has over. Pushing the thoughts of what your mother would think of you right now, your tongue makes its way into her mouth. Oh you could never resist her, and with her kiss she calls for you like a siren song. Every single brush of her tongue more sensual than the last.

“You missed me?” Emily teases, letting her knee push against your heat when she notices you squirming. Holding you closer and undressing you like you were the best present on Christmas morning. Watching her pupils widen as she glances over your now-bare breasts, she shakes her head and chuckles, leaning down to suckle over your rosebud nipples.

Unable to escape the pleasure, you rut yourself against her knee like a bitch in heat for as long as you’re allowed before Prentiss pushes your back to the mattress. Pinning you down with her hips as she plants gentle, wet kisses over your belly. Taking her time to tease around your belly button, twiddling with the piercing that resides there as you gasp and groan. With each kiss she travels further and further south, before her mouth meets your underwear-clad cunt.

Peeling away your already soaked thong, she brushes her finger over your clit, her touch featherlight and teasing. Noticing the way your head falls back in ecstasy as she taunts you with what you were both wanting.

“Tell me you want me.” She husked, twirling her fingers either side of your heart, just touching so close to where you wanted her most. The sensations were maddening, your core clenches around nothing as if it was asking for her fingers itself. You mewl out a few sweet nothings about how you’ve waited for this since the last time, how you can only get yourself off if you think about her standing at the end of your bed. With her hair tied up and her makeup a little messy, her strap-on tied tightly around her hips as she orders you to suck her dick. How the only thing that can make you cum alone anymore is the thought of looking up at her through your lashes and reminiscing of the feeling of her hand scratching your scalp as she praises you.

“Then you can have me, all of me.” The taller girl cooed before her fingers find your pussy once more. She traces circles over it softly, knowing how much you enjoy the build up and how much it drives you crazy when you get needy and beg for more. Your hips jerk up, searching for more of her, needing all that she could give you. She complies, making herself comfortable between your thighs before she tilts her face forward and passionately begins making out with your pussy. Each gentle stroke of her tongue flickering over your bead makes you beg. Thighs wrap round her head like a spider caught in a web, but Emily is not the prey and you are not a spider. For as long as you’ll let her, she’ll eat you out until you cry for mercy. You belong to her.

Emily flattens her tongue and licks stripes up to your clit, swirling her tongue around it with every stripe, completely unfazed by the bucking of your hips up into her face. They crash and collide like waves in the ocean and you were desperately to ride that high, your orgasm approaching quicker and quicker. When it hits it’s a tsunami, the mental memories flash before your eyes when the fireworks go off inside your belly, rutting your hips into her lips begging for more whilst your hands tug at her hair and caresses the back of her hair as gentle as you could be.

“P-Please.. Em please.. Again… Need to so bad.” You choked on your own words, sobbing in pleasure as you clench your thighs around her. Her hands make their way to your waist, pushing her thumbs into the depths of your hipbones, forcibly restraining you with her strength. Looking up at you through her eyelashes and nodding her head, you let go.

Coming undone on her tongue like it’s what you were born to do. You groan and writhe on her bed, soaking into her sheets you feel paralysed in pleasure. And she just won’t. Let. Up. She knew your maximum was two, you were never able to reach a third peak, by the end of your second orgasm, especially with Emily, you were exhausted.

Prentiss sucks on your clit through your orgasm, pushing your limits to see if she could get another one out of you. Over sensitive and now over tired you lay back, defeated. Letting her toy with you, using you as her very own sex you, you feel it. That familiar, wobbly feeling deep inside. You shriek, “N-No more, it’s too much.” Your demands fall on her deaf ears, lapping over your heat and suckling on your clit harshly.

Lightening strikes inside you again as you orgasm a third time. Convulsing, arching your back high off of the mattress you practically scream out for her. “Oh fuck Em! Yes! Right there!” With each word your pitch gets higher and squeakier, your thighs go limp underneath you and shaking through the after-shocks. You look down at the wet patch you’ve made on Em’s bed sheets, peeking through your squinted eyes, you examine her. Her lips now plump and swollen but still oh-so kissable, pussy drunk on the mix of her own saliva and your juices. Pulling her in for a gentle, you taste yourself on her breath.

Still blissed out, you fall back onto the mattress beside her. Her arm sneaking around your shoulder, pulling you close to her chest and letting your face rest on her breasts. Giggling softly with your noses rubbing against each others, all because you called her breasts your pillows. Taking turns being the little spoon to each other because how can you not want to hold her after she’s given you everything. Emily flutters her eyelashes against your cheek, butterfly kisses under the moon light with her would bring world peace, you thought silently.

You slip your hand into hers once more, interlocking your fingers and turning off the light. You sleep in her arms, her musky scent filling your nostrils and you just wish you could bottle it to keep forever. When you wake up, she’s gone.

A post-stick note on the bedside table reads, “Called into work early, I’ll be home around 6. Make yourself at home.” With a badly drawn love heart underneath the emergency contact number, you smile. This time, you’re not her’s for one night.

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Gelphie ▶︎ CASE 143 by Stray Kids

↳ for @mytrashunicorn

[godforbidfate]

HITS DIFFERENT + THE BOLTER art by fivepointpress (1, 2)

[ohtendril]

We don't talk like we used to do Do you feel like a stranger too?

[katelovesit]

pop$tar

[liorlen]

mon amour, danse et danse, on se tourne autour

[mustbolt]

lacy • olivia rodrigo | ˚₊·➳❥ | clara bow • taylor swift

[yunogf]

movie posters for NCT 127s gothic horror film “Favorite”

10.25.2021

[soobrownie]

If I gather all my tears, let it all go only into the ocean and hide myself that way I’ll remember, that I’m out at the land Would I be a forest by then?

Forest - Choi Yuree (tr. @/blue_summer814 on tw)

[futuristicanoe]

Mystery Girl — Alexandra Savior |\| There'd Better Be a Mirrorball — Arctic Monkeys

[uhohmichio]

i'm a watermine slammed into ur driveway 𝐒𝐨𝐧𝐠: 𝐖𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐦𝐞𝐥𝐨𝐧 — 𝐽𝑜ℎ𝑛 + 𝐽𝑎𝑛𝑒 𝑄. 𝑃𝑢𝑏𝑙𝑖𝑐

[myenemytolover]

lyrics + purple thiam (1/?)

[ohbaby-here-we-go-again]

So, I’ve come to the realisation that when vessel says “I'm a winged insect, you're a funeral pyre” most people think of the ‘winged insect’ as a moth ??

Which retrospectively actually makes more sense ajdksj like yea ‘moth to a flame’ with a poetic vessel spin to it…. But guys I thought he was referring to a fly this whole time…

Hear me out though ! I thought he meant like, a fly being drawn in by the dead body on the pyre ya know ? like before it’s set alight. And then, when it goes up in flames, the fly dies too - which is kinda poetic in a macabre way I guess... And then like, metaphorically it could mean vessel meeting someone who he thinks is perfect, but like in an unhealthy way (?), and starting a relationship with them, even though it ‘going up in flames’ was always going to be inevitable.

Idk…I just think before it’s cast into hellish flames, a dead thing on a bunch of sticks seems like paradise for a fly… and it’s just unfortunate the whole role of a funeral pyre is to burn…

[teathattast]

Though it's hard to know exactly what the future holds

I could see us old, walking in the park

If you let me, yeah, I could give it all to you

Baby, till forever falls apart

[missbergmans]