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Something Special (Derek Morgan x BAU! Reid! reader)

Summary: The Team is out on a case and while Y/N is part of the team she has to stay back because of a leg injury so she’s spending the day in the conference room with the officer of supreme genius, Miss Penelope Garcia ( a la Jason Gideon when he had that cast but like Y/N is nicer) and once Derek calls Garcia for something kind of menial so Y/N speaks instead.

Paring: Derek Morgan x Reid! Reader (they're in that weird stage where they flirt but are like still a will they, won't they and they know they're into each other)

Warnings: So violence, mentions of abuse, mentions of SA, mentions of necrophilia, murder, serial killings. (I keep everything brief. It’s in one paragraph) use of y/n, fem!reader

Sadie notes: this isn’t the first fic I’m writing ever but it is my first fic about Derek Morgan and my first fic on Tumblr so please be gentle! Also I maybe spent too long on everything that happened before the call and like a little moment with Penelope before the call. this is around maybe season 4 or 5-ish

Another day, Another case. Y/n sighs as she walks into the bullpen with her crutches and her ankle all wrapped up. She immediately can feel Derek, Spencer, and Emily look at her. She does her best to just keep her head down.

“What happened to you? Wild night?” Emily is the first to speak, curiosity and teasing dripping from her tongue, and Y/n shakes her head as she makes her way to her desk.

“Girls' night with a friend from college went wrong… We had a good time, and then I rolled my ankle on some stairs and fell. There was a crack or two and lots of pain. My friend is a nurse…” She paused for a moment and turned her head to look at her brother.

“Spencer, do you remember my friend Maggie?” She asked him, knowing, of course, he remembered. She watched him nod.

“Interestingly enough I remember 2 people named Maggie that you mentioned. Was it Maggie, the Party animal, or Maggie, the never-left-her-room ex-roommate? Your letters from college talked about both.” He gives that thinking look he makes, the one where his eyebrows furrow and he pouts just a smidge.

“The 'never left her room' one” Y/n shrugs and uses your crutches to finally get to your desk.

“Anyway, she carried me to the closest urgent care apparently she's a boxer and got super into bodybuilding after college- anyway here we are” she shrugs and finally sits down. Derek looked her way and raised an eyebrow and she just shrugged it off and looked away from him.

“Is that why you texted me at 2 am, Sweet thing?” He asks Y/N as Emily and Spencer go back to other things they were probably doing before she came in, although that seemed suspicious. She looks at him and bites her lip a little, feeling bad, of course, that she didn’t tell him about her leg. Before she could say anything though Hotch came out of his office with JJ.

"We've got a case" Hotch spoke and she sighed and got to the conference room as quickly as she could with Derek helping her since she was on crutches. Her cheeks felt warm as she felt his hand on the small of her back, guiding her and providing support.

Part of her always liked the way he seemed to have such an effect on her and Derek being the guy he was always played with that shyness. He didn't do that this time though. "You gotta be more careful. I might have to come along next time and play knight in shining armor" He chuckled a little, though it was a little pained because he wished she wasn't hurt right now.

After the briefing, she makes her crutch-ed hobble to her desk by herself while the others get ready to go. She had been told by Hotch that she wasn't going into the field injured and even though she hated it she knew she needed to listen.

Thankfully, her brother was gracious enough to promise to text her everything or at least call her with how opposed he was to technology. So she texted Penelope, telling her what happened and when the rest of the team left. Y/n would spend time with Penelope and just help out over the phone.

After everyone was gone she and Penelope had set up in the conference room making a few interns help out since Y/n was on crutches. It all got done pretty smoothly and soon enough Y/n was sitting down and going through some files she had to finish reports on while waiting for the team to talk to her about new details on the profile for this new case.

"So when are you going to tell Derek about that big fat crush you're sitting on?" Garcia smirks a little, not looking up from her laptop for even a moment. Y/n is, for lack of a better word, flabbergasted at Penelope's comment. She does her best to shrug it off and looks at her files again. "I have no clue what you're talking about" Y/n mumbled as she wrote some things down about the case in the file she had worked on.

The topic wasn't dropped the way Y/n had hoped. Penelope gave her a knowing look and smiled. "You know I don't have to be a profiler to know you're totally lying. We all see the way you are with him. You lose all that quick thinking of yours the minute he calls you 'Sweet Thing'. We all see those heart eyes, well everyone but him." She giggles and gets back to her work.

Penelope's words stick with the younger Reid though. She thinks about it and hopes she really isn't that obvious about her crush. She mostly just hoped that Spencer didn't know. Her brother was usually oblivious to things like that.

A few hours later, Y/n is writing down everything her brother has texted her about the case so far. It seemed relatively straightforward. All they’d come up with so far is that the guy was clearly a narcissist and that it was definitely a guy. The victims all had their eyelids sewn shut and large cuts and autopsies of the bodies showed signs of assault both pre and post-mortem. This was a pretty gruesome case really. The guy doing this shouldn't have been so good at hiding but he was and that was why they had jobs.

Y/n sighs as she goes over the files they already had some more and Garcia comes in with her octopus mug filled with coffee. Sadie moves her rolly chair over to her stuff. She hears the phone ringing and she sees the number and she knows it's Morgan. she puts it on speaker as she answers it before Penelope can. "You have reached the brains and babes hotline! How may we be of service?" She bites her lip a little and looks at Garcia and hopes that was a good call opener that was similar enough to hers. Pen was practically about to burst with how adorable she thought Y/n's intro was.

"Well hello there, Sweet Thing! I was expecting my Babygirl but this is a change I welcome wholeheartedly." Derek spoke into the phone and Y/n didn't even have to be able to see him to know that he was smiling. "Well, you could always call again later or you have my personal and my work cell. Drop me a line sometime, baby?" Y/n smirked a little and she could see that their precious Penelope was trying not to squeal. "Will do Sweet Thing. Now I happen to need to talk to Garcia so pass me over?" He spoke to her.

Y/n sighs and gives a small 'uh huh' before passing over the phone. She lets them do work that only the unmitigated genius of Penelope Garcia can do. She went back to her files and kept a smile on her face. She was more than happy about this whole incident and it made her leg injury have a bit of an upside.

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I love your stories!!!! Can I request Hotch's toddler daughter absolutely being his mini me in looks but her personality is basically Penelope's lol? And Hotch's daughter always insists in wanting to dress and twin with Aunty Penelope? <3

Aunty Penelope

Aaron Hotcher x Daughter!Reader

Summary: You took a visit to your Aunty Penelope in her office, making sure to twin with her in outfits.

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You were no doubt your father's daughter, from your looks to the way you talked and even the way you stood. You were his absolute mini-me, but also his polar opposite in the personality department. You were the brightest little cheerful girl, you loved bright colours and fun quirky things. You loved dressing up like your Aunty Penelope, You loved her.

You were sitting in your nursery, watching Aaron rummage around in your closet to try and find some clothes for you to wear for the day. You shook your head for the hundredth time. “Dada… want Aunty ‘nelope clothes!”

Aaron groaned quietly, staring into your closet. “Y/N… sweetheart, your wardrobe is nothing but colour. I’m sure anything in there is considered ‘Aunty Penelope clothes’. She’ll love whatever you have on, baby.”

You copied Aaron’s groan, flopping onto your back and hitting the floor. These were the rare times you were annoyed with everything. You didn’t want to wear a basic purple shirt with a boring flower pattern on it, you wanted something fun like Penelope always did. “Want silly socks!”

Aaron gave a slow, tired nod, putting the shirt back in the wardrobe. “I know you want silly socks, baby. But you also need clothes, alright? We can’t just wear silly socks.”

You sat back up and rubbed your eyes, looking into your wardrobe to finally make a choice. “Pink butterflies…”

Aaron let out a small sigh of relief, taking out the pink dress that was covered in bright-coloured butterflies. “We can do the butterfly dress. Good choice, Aunty Penelope will love it.”

Aaron got you changed into the dress, helping you put on your socks which had a swirly circle design on them, as well as putting cute pink bows in your hair with red Mary Jane’s on your feet. He even added your colourful, fun, matching bracelet and necklace, they really made you feel like your Aunty Penelope.

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Aaron had to hold onto your hand tightly as they exited the elevator, knowing full well that you’d try and run to Penelope’s office, despite not having the best coordination which often meant you ran into things… or people. Aaron was not about to have a repeat of that in a building filled with FBI agents. “Alright, Y/N, slow down. We have to be respectful okay? People are working.”

You let out a little giggle, cuddling your pink blankie to your chest in excitement as the two of you made your way into the bullpen. “We see Aunty ‘nelope.”

Aaron nodded in confirmation for what felt like the millionth time. He kept his grip gentle but firm, making sure you were about to bolt away to find Penelope. “Yes, sweetheart, we are. We are seeing Aunty Penelope, she’s just in her office.”

Once you reached Penelope’s office, your dad let go of your hand so you could greet her. You ran up to her desk excitedly, your tiny arms open for a hug. “Aunty ‘nelope!! I here!”

Penelope out an exaggerated gasp, leaning down to give you a big hug. “Well if it isn’t my little tech assistant! Lady Y/N!”

You giggled loudly, breaking the hug to give her a little twirl of your outfit. “Looook! I ready!”

Penelope laughed, taking a good look at your outfit. “Oh, I love it! Look at all this colour and the swirly socks! Don’t you look absolutely stunning?”

You nodded looking over Penelope’s outfit. “We matching. We stunning.”

Penelope nodded in agreement, picking you up to sit on her lap. “We absolutely are, we are the only people in this building with good style.”

You gave a firm hum of agreement, playing with Penelope’s little animal rubbers she had on her desk. “Daddy only wear suits. He boring.”

Penelope tried to hold in a snicker, knowing Aaron was right behind her. You could practically feel your dad’s frown from behind you, knowing it all too well. Well of course since you had the same one.

“It ‘kay, Daddy. You be workman.” You smiled reassuringly. You had learned after many attempts at getting your dad to wear some colour on his suits that he needed to be a professional unit chief.

Aaron nodded with a small smile, crossing his arms. “Yes, Daddy needs to work which means you get to stay with Aunty Penelope.” He looked over to Penelope, raising an eyebrow seriously. “Don’t let her see case files.”

Penelope gave Aaron a little salute in response, watching him say goodbye to you and leave her office. “Alright tech assistant, what should we do?”

You grinned and took out your sparkly pen, drawing scribbles on a piece of paper you found on Penelope’s desk. “Drawww. Sparkle. We draw BAU… fine furry friends.”

Penelope laughed, joining in with the colouring. The two of you spent the rest of the day together, making pictures, playing with random things at her desk and so on. You always had a blast with your Aunty Penelope. You may have looked exactly like your dad but you definitely expressed yourself like Penelope.

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pencer as the mystery twins

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Okay okay I admit it. I ship Morcia so hard it hurts.

Seriously like come ON. I would kill to be loved like they loved each other<3

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prompt 23 "Can I sleep in your room tonight? Is that a weird thing to ask?" for Penelope Garcia x fem!reader?

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a/n: thank you sm for requesting something! i had a lot of fun writing this (even though i'm not happy with the aprupt end) and i'm so glad to finally have written someting with garcia, because she is honestly such an underated character! she also looks so insanely pretty in this gif. but anyways, enjoy <3 warnings: mentioning of fictional case, just fluff I 1167 words pairing: penelope garcia x fem!reader special prompts I special masterlist

There were only very few instances where Penelope Garcia had to leave her Badcave and travel with her fellow colleagues of the BAU.

This time, the unit chief Aaron Hotchner, thought her expectise could be very helpful on sire, so here she was in Detrot, Michigan.

No matter how much she loved her colleagues, who were more her family than anything, she really didn't like the gruesome details and crime scene pictures. But unfortunately, being on site meant being way too close to these crazy sickos than she'd like.

This case was especially gruesome, the lifeless bodies of young women turning up almost daily, intricate online puzzles forums demanding every waking moment of Penelope's mind. The murderer(s) left the clues to these sites on his crime scnes, which meant Garcia wasn't just in the precinct with them, but had to go to the actual crime scenes.

Until now it was easy for the technical analyst to distance herself from the crimes, shenanigans with Morgan and cute baby animal videos serving as the perfect distraction for the gruesome murders.

The last victim though, hit a little too close to home.

When Garcia arrived at the crime scene with you, her best friend whom she also has a very big crush on, she could already feel the weird energy. The flat in which the victim would have been quite nice, if it weren't for the blood covering almost every surface of the living room.

But what really shook Penelope to her very core, was how much the victim looked like you. Similar hair colour, length, features and even the dress she was wearing could have been easily taken out of your wardrobe.

The technical analyst couldn't bare to stay for long, taking the nessecary evidence and quickly excusing herself to get some fresh air. She waited outside until you were done surveying the rest of the scene.

The moment your best friend hastily excused herself from the scene, you knew something was wrong. You knew this was hard for her, but this scene seemed to be very personal for her. Trying to wrap things up as fast as possible, you quickly joined Garcia again and the two of you wenr back to the station.

Not too long after you went back, Hotch told you all to get back to the hotel and get some rest.

Penelope was glad that she could finally get some rest and didn't have to look at the pictures of a woman that looked so much like you. Since seeing a more normal picture of the last victim, she realised that all of the past victims had similar traits to you.

The first victim had the same haircut, later a victim had the same nose and one even had the same first name. Oh boy, she did not like that.

When she got to her room, she took a shower, put on her comfiest pyjamas and tried to go to sleep. But she just couldn't. Everytime she closed her eyes it wasn't just anyone being brutally stabbed to death, it was you.

So, she decided to calm her mind by going to your room m and check up on you. Just a little hello and a quick hey, are you still alive or have you been stabbed? no? great, then have a good night and then she would be on her way again. Right, that's what she would do.

Garcia got up, put on her fluffy slipper and went to your room. Before knocking, she hesitated. Were you already asleep? Were you curently showering? But she also knew that she had to see you or she wouldn't be able to sleep.

What she failed to think about was that she was wearing her pyjamas and so would you. So, when you opened the door in short shorts and a tight tank top with no bra, Penelope was momentarily speechless.

“Oh, hey Garcia. Is everything all right?” Your question was justified after she had been weird after seeing the last crime scene.

“Oh- um hey, so yes- uhm no? Actually, I’m not alright could I come in?” Garcia quickly snapped out of it, her voice getting more quiet though with her last sentence.

“Yes, of course. You know you can always talk to me about anything, you know that.” You opened the door for your best friend and sat down on your bed, gesturing for her to do the same.

“Can I sleep in your room tonight? Is that a weird thing to ask? Oh no, I think it is, forget I said anything.” Penelope hadn’t even panned to say this, but in this moment, she realised that this was the only thing that would ultimately bring her any comfort.

“Garcia, that is not weird at all. Of course you can sleep in my room, like a sleepover.” You were glad that she wasn’t looking at you in that moment, because just thinking about sharing a bed with your crush (who was unfortunately also your best friend) brought a blush to your cheeks.

“You know you don’t have to talk about what’s on your mind, but just know, you don’t have to be embarrassed about anything, okay?” you told her with a gentle voice before putting your hand on her shoulder and rubbing comforting circles on into her skin.

Not wanting to pressure her into talking, you suggest laying down pulling the comforter back for Garcia and slipping under the covers next to her. Before you laid down though, you put on the bedside lamps and turned off the big light, creating a cozy atmosphere.

Once you’ve both settled in, Garcia admitted with a small voice. “They look like you.”

“Who?”

“The victims. When we went into this apartment today, I didn’t just see a dead woman, but I saw you. And since then, I realised that a lot of them have similar traits to you. I can’t stop thinking about you laying there with stab wounds all over you. I cannot lose you.”

Her voice was oh so soft and by the end a few tears had escaped her eyes. You lean over to her and cup her cheeks, wiping away her tears.

“Oh, Garcia, but I’m here. Nothing has happened, I’m alive and well. I didn’t realise seeing that crime scene made you so upset, even though I realised that something was off. I’m sorry you had to see that.”

“It’s fine, I think. I already feel a bit better, even though I’m crying at the moment. I’m just sick of seeing all those sickos doing this disgusting stuff to women who look like you.”

You knew in that moment, that what your best friend needed the most at the moment, was reassurance, not just verbally. So, you scooted closer to her and pulled her in for a big hug, which Garcia immediately responded to, wrapping her arms around you.

“I’m here for you, always.”

That night, Penelope could comfortably fall asleep without worries.

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Frustrating Case

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Forever pushing the married couple agenda

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Something Real (Derek Morgan x Reid! BAU! Reader)

Summary: Derek and Y/n had a moment when her leg was broken and she answered the phone for Penelope. Now the team is back and Derek and Y/n need to have a chat because he cannot stop thinking about the several moments that happened when they had several personal phone calls after. However she is now avoiding him and he has no clue why

Paring: Derek Morgan x Reid! Reader (soon to be relationship)

Warnings: It’s just gonna be Y/N avoiding the hell out of Derek tbh

Sadie notes:ughhh I was gonna make it a cute love confession and stuff but the more I wrote the more I wanted drama. Also I thought he and Jordan were so into each other when I first watched and I don’t remember why so that's why she’s here. It's brief I promise.

Stupid. Stupid. Stupid

She knew she was leading herself into a rather dangerous game here. She still did it though. She figured at first 'What's the harm'. She had been jokingly flirting with Derek all this time. This felt different though. They weren't making dumb jokes about a case when they had phone calls this time.

No, this time they were being an escape for each other. They talked about anything that wasn't the case. This wasn't the first time they'd done this with each other but This time they were flirting the whole time

She would throw out stupid lines when she answered the phone like something as ridiculous as "What's cookin' good lookin' " and then immediately regret it.

She melted a little every time he would ask about her ankle and what he could do when he got back. She hated that he made it all so easy to fall for. She hated that she wanted him to help her. They'd hung out so much outside the BAU.She hated that she was leading herself into some silly version of this going the way she wanted it to go.

Why was having a stupid crush like this always so hard? She wasn't a teenage girl anymore who didn't know how to take what she wanted.

And yet, every time she talked to Derek she wanted to let him take the lead. She wanted him to ask her out to some place nice even if they got interrupted by work. She wanted to get him flowers just because.

It was so... stupid.

She hated that all intelligence was lost because of a hot, smart, flirty guy! 

What ridiculousness was this. She was an extremely intelligent, hard-workin woman plus she had an eidetic memory. Somehow though, everything about him made her melt like a sad cone of ice cream that was left alone on a hot summer day in Florida every time he called her Sweet Thing. 

What magic spell had he cast? That was the only explanation that seemed to be possible. She never got weak because of some pretty guy. 

She sighs as she takes a moment and remembers they would be back in the afternoon. Hotch was letting them get a good rest since the case ended late.

She had just gotten off the phone with Derek because ehe was going to sleep. So now she was in her bed trying to think about what the hell might happen when they see each other face to face.

When the next morning rolled around she was nervous about going into work. She didn't know what would happen. Part of her wanted everything to just stay the same so she didn't have to deal with any confrontation.

Really it was so she didn't have to deal with her feelings because that was quite possibly the worst thing she could do. She had to eventually but she wasn't ready for that.

She wanted it to be some stupid chick flick moment and she knew it wouldn't be. She was least dressed the part if she couldn't have the movie scene of her dream. it was a business enough outfit since she was at work and a casual enough outfit since she would be at a desk all day.

She made her commute to Quantico, taking trains since she lived in D.C in a nice townhouse. It was kind of a far ride but she didn't mind it.

When she got to the building all her nervous started up again though. what was she leading herself into. She wasn't going to get the thing she really wanted.

Why does she have to be his Sweet Thing?

Why couldn't he call her the same millions of other pet names he calls most women?

Why did he have to run around rent free in her mind? It had to be breaking some kind of rule for him to have cast such a strong spell on her and yet she didn't care that he was reeling her in.

It was sad really that she fell so hard. Why did she have to fall for him so hard. He wasn't perfect. She was like 75% sure she saw him digging for gold in his nose once.

Maybe she imagined that so she could pretend he was imperfect because the reality of him being a sculpted god with so much charisma you could feel it in the room before he was even there.

She was at work now so there was no turning back. the moment she used her id to open the door she was clocked in. She had to push through. She didn't remember hobbling herself into the elevator but here she was.

She sighs as she can't help but pick at her cuticles and the skin around her nails. It was a horribly awful habit and she knew it.

Suddenly the elevator made a little ding and she was snapped out of her thoughts. She sighs as she used her used her crutches to go into the BAU offices and when someone opens the door she didn't look and her brain automatically figured it was Penelope.

"Thanks Pen" she muttered out but then she. noticed the nice shoes and the slacks. oh. damnit. this wasn't Penelope. Her eyes moved up the body of this very tall man. She knew who it was when she got to his shirt.

"Derek! You're back early! I just remembered I need to see Garcia" She looks at him with wide eyes and he looks at her suspiciously as she uses her crutches to walk past him and back out the door to Penelope's bat cave.

When she gets through the door she walk in the closes the door behind her and sits in a chair. "Pen! why didn't you tell me they were back early! I am so not mentally prepared to see my work crush, who I've been flirting with over the phone while we're technically working, at 6:45 in the morning?" She pouts like a petulant child and crosses her arms.

This was completely unfair for her. She watches as Penelope just smiles and laughs a little. "You wouldn't be mentally prepared even if I told you. Honestly if I told you this morning when I found out they got in early then you would have gotten all in that pretty head and gotten anxious and then would have missed your train or something." Penelope gave a knowing look as she spoke to Y/n.

Y/n rolls her eyes but she knew it was true. she probably would have started to spiral if Penelope had told her. "Fine I guess maybe you're a little bit right but still! I need warnings when hottest stuff of the fbi is concerned" She admitted reluctantly.

"Go back to the bullpen, Hon. You have work to do" Penelope smiled. Y/n groaned and left her lair. She sighs as she crutched her way back to the bullpen. She went to her desk and got to working on some files since she was a bit behind.

She felt the rest of the Team's eyes on her and she looked at them. "what?" She mumbled. She looked behind her and saw Derek talking to some woman. She remembered her. It was Jordan Todd. She remembered they had a bit of chemistry when she first replaced JJ. She rolled her eyes at the way the rest of the team was looking at her as if she would act on her jealousy.

She doesn't, she just gets back to her work. 

This was fine. JJ was there and Penelope was basically their media liaison now and so there was no way that Jordan was going to be replacing anyone. She didn’t like being part of the BAU anyway. Y/n focused, or attempted to focus on her files and crime scene photos but somehow her eyes wandered back to Derek. Who was walking over now. 

Wait- what? No… she should go. 

As she was about to get up though he had already gotten to his desk and was smiling, Jordan was smiling too. “Hey everyone.I just came to say hi, I was also gonna invite you all to my…” Jordan was speaking and Sadie stopped listening as she got up. “Sorry… bathroom” She mumbled before walking as quickly as she could towards the bathrooms. 

Sadie sighs as she messes with her papers she was starting to get bored of all her paperwork. She severely disliked files. She needed a break but she only had 4 more to finish. She groans and gets up and goes to the kitchenette to make herself some coffee. 

This whole day was torture. She had avoided Derek and gotten her stuff done and now she felt like garbage. Let’s go over all the times she’s avoided Derek 

She ran away when he held the door open and hid in Penelope’s office

She ran away when Derek came over so everyone could say a quick ‘hey’ to Jordan

She went with Spencer to wherever he needed to go because Derek was calling her over. (Spencer told her to stop avoiding him, as a good brother should)

She went to get Coffee earlier because he leaned over to her

She was sadly very very opposed to confrontation. So she was decidedly now going to probably have to stop avoiding him. All of this was easier over the phone. 

Over the phone he couldn’t see the way she smiled when he said something maybe too flirty. She didn’t have to look him in the eye as she flirted back. 

She hated how shy she had to be when it came to being face to face. She also didn’t need her brother seeing her in a relationship, it would just end in constantly being teased with horrible relationship facts.

She sighs as the sad, probably broken coffee pot started to clunk out. “No, no, nooo” she mumbled and then saw an intern. “Go tell whoever is in charge of getting the appliances that the coffee pot is broken” she sighs. 

Today just seemed to get better. She groans as she goes back to her desk, hobbling her way along. She sighs as she sees a sticky note on top of her pile of files. 

‘Meet me in Babygirl’s bat cave’ is all it says. 

Y/n is obviously suspicious because he shouldn’t want to talk to her considering how she’s been avoiding him all day. That was the whole point of her avoiding him. 

Then she sees a very overly excited Garcia. So, she reluctantly lets Penelope help her to the office of intellectual superiority. When she gets there and Penelope opens the door for her She sees Derek with flowers and she tilts her head a little as her face warms up. She uses her crutches to take some steps closer to him.

“You, Sweet Thing, are going to come with me this weekend. I am so not taking no for an answer” Derek smiles and helps her sit down as he hands her the flowers. 

“So you think I’ll just let you kidnap me, Morgan? I have a brother who happens to also be in the FBI” She joked and set her crutches aside as she smelled the flowers. It was a bouquet with Alstroemerias, Dahlias, and Carnations. 

“I happen to know your brother is very okay with this. Asked him about it already” Derek smirked and leaned against the desk as he looked at her. 

“I’m kind of in crutches and I have a cast, Derek. There is no way I’m going to some fancy dinner like this” She rolls her eyes and crosses her arms. 

“Who said anything about a fancy dinner? I am making you lunch and we’re going to a park near your place because of that ankle, Sweet Thing” He looks at her, waiting for a response with his heart racing a little. It wasn’t showing ,obviously, but he was nervous. He genuinely liked her and what they already had going on.

“I suppose It can be arranged but only if you promise to get me another bouquet like this” She smiled softly as she spoke. This was exactly what she wanted. She seriously didn’t understand how he had to be so perfect. 

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"Nobody's ever like... cared about me like that. why would you?" with Penelope Garcia x fem!reader?? perhaps it's reader saying it to Garcia? :)

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a/n: thank you sm for this request! yes, i am spreading the jemily agenda and there is no one to stop me muahahah. also, this ending lowkey sucks, but yea. enjoy<3 warnings: flangst, reader is queer and has a bad experience with men (real), experience not described, love confession pairing: penelope garcia x fem!reader I 851 words special prompts I special masterlist

Friday night, no cases, no murders, no interruptions, the perfect opportunity for a well deserved BAU girls night. Too bad that except for you and Penelope Garcia all the others already had plans.

But that didn't keep you from having a few friendly drinks and gossiping or did it? The thing was, you maybe had a huge a small little crush on your bubbly colleague. And being alone with her, slightly drunk while being questioned about your personal life aka the trauma you swore you would tell nobody about may not be the best idea.

But oh, well, here you were sitting on a very comfortable but also very pink couch in Garcias apartment with a glass of wine in your hand. It wasn't your frist but will probably one of the last, as you could already feel the light effect of the alcohol in your bloodstream.

Garcia was babbling about Emily and JJ who were now on a date and what they were doing now when the conversation shifted to the one subject you did not want to touch on tonight - your love life.

"And what about you, sunshine? Anybody you have your eye on at the moment?" she asked before taking another sip out of her glass. If only she knew.

Now that you were really looking at her she seems a little bit nervous, but you didn't pay it too much mind, thinking that it could also be the alcohol.

"Oh, no, I actually didn't have a too good experience in the past. Especially with my ex boyfriend he didn't really understand that I also like women. He wasn't the nicest guy to be honest."

A little "What happened? Do you want to talk about it?" from Garcia was apparently all it took.

You told her everything, from the verbal attacks to the physical ones, how he always belittled you, your friends and your family, even how all that made you feel.

Hearing all of this literally broke Garcias heart. What you didn't know is that she also had a very similiar crush on you. So hearing you talk about how that douchebag treated you almsot broke her. But what you said in the end was the worst.

"And you know, since then I feel like I don't even derserve that someone cares about me like that, that someone could ever... love me."

"What do you mean, sunshine? You know how we all love you and I think that everybody who has the privilege to love you would gladly do it, I know I would." you were almost shocked by what you heard. Why would you she care that much? About you?

"No ones ever like... cared about me like that? Why would you?" and that was the moment the floodgates opened and you couldn't hold the tears anymore.

"Why would I- oh my god, cupcake? Because you are amazing maybe? You care so much and take such good care of your friends and me. I've never doubted your kindness, becasue you never gave me a reason to," her hands now cup your face, her thumbs wiping away the tears from your cheeks, her voice now becoming a bit softer, "You are so kind and abosloutely amazing and I would never change anything about you, do you hear me? you deserve love and you deserve to be loved and it hurts me that you don't see that, yet. And you know, I'd prove to you how loveable you are for the rest of our lives if you let me, of course I don't want to force that on you or anything. Okay. I think i'll stop rambling now," and after a very long silence, only broken once by your sniffling, Garcia almost sqeaked out "Please say something."

"I love you Penelope," was all that you got out through your tears.

"Oh- uhm I didn't expect that now, cupcake, but oh, well I love you too, if you couldn't tell from my little speech just now.

You couldn't believe it, after everything you've been through and Garcia knowing about it, she still choses to love you so openly. Even though your tears were still flowing freely you couldn't help but smile at the woman who was still wiping away your tears.

At seeing your smile Peneplope couldn't help but beam at you.

"We'll figure it out, I promise you. We'll tak it your pace, okay?" ehr voice was oh so gently when she talked to you and you don't think you've ever felt this safe in your life.

"Thank you so much, you don't know what that means to me," you gentle take her hands and move them away from your face so yould wrap your arms around her shoulder, her hands immediately wrapping around you waist, holding you tight.

After a moment you pull back, not yet leaving the embrace. You close your eyes and lean forward, finally connecting Garcias lips with yours. She melted into it, but before it could get too heated she pulled back, leaning her forhead against yours.

"Everything will be alright, don't worry."

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