#tara lewis fanfiction

[foxy-eva]

In the Middle

Summary: Getting together with Emily and Tara feels like a dream come true for Reader

Pairing: Emily Prentiss x Tara Lewis x Fem!Reader

Category: Smut

Content Warnings: (18+, minors DNI) Dom!Tara, threesome (F/F/F), praise kink, fingering, oral, use of a strap-on (Reader receiving)

Author's Note: This is pure filth and I have no excuses. Writing this made me 90% more gay. 

Word Count: 1.4k

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From the first time you had laid eyes on the perfect couple that was Emily Prentiss and Tara Lewis you couldn't stop your mind from wandering to thoughts far from pure. Even now with their bodies pressed against yours, it still felt unreal to lie between those two goddesses.

As Tara's lips dragged down your neck you were busy kissing Emily. Before you even knew what was happening, both women sat up on either side of you and began to undress. Unable to decide whose body you yearned to see first, you kept turning your head to glance over both of them. They were quick to shed all their layers, revealing their flawlessness to you. 

As you stared in awe, Tara began toying with the hem of your shirt. 

"She's wearing way too many clothes, don't you think, Emily?" She chuckled. 

"Yes, it's unacceptable," the raven-haired beauty agreed. 

With joined forces they pulled the clothes from your body. You moved with them until you lay completely bare in front of them. Heat rose to your cheeks as they unabashedly let their sight wander over you.

"Don't be so shy," Tara cooed once she sensed the state you were in. "You're stunning."

"So beautiful," Emily added. 

Their hands were on you a split second later and it became impossible to not completely indulge in the sensation of having them near. Your fingertips became curious as well, brushing over each woman at a time, trying to memorize everything about them. Their curves felt different under your touch but they were still so, so perfect.

With your confidence growing, you shifted your position to hover over Emily. After capturing her lips in a kiss, you began nipping and sucking on the sensitive skin of her neck. You couldn't help but let your core make contact with her thigh, finding the slightest relief in the pressure it provided. 

As your lips wandered down her body, Tara hungrily kissed her wife. From the corner of your eyes you saw Emily's hand sneaking between Tara's legs, a loud moan escaping her throat. You set up between Emily's legs to be able to watch this miracle happening right in front of you. 

You couldn't keep your eyes from where Emily's hand was moving between the taller woman's legs. Tara found her wife's breasts, caressing them with a tenderness that warmed your heart (and core). With widened eyes you let your sight roam over both of them before landing on Emily's glistening folds. 

You dared to let your fingertips drag through her silken skin, making her squirm at your touch. 

"I want to taste you," you confessed while licking your lips. 

You locked eyes with Emily and found her smirking at you. "It's all yours if you want."

That was all the encouragement you needed to lay down between her legs and start kissing her inner thighs. You took your time exploring Emily with your lips and tongue, relishing the heady taste of her essence. When the first whimper fell from her lips, you felt like you might go up in flames. 

When you dared to look up you noticed Tara starting to tremble as she buried her face into Emily's shoulder. Once she had caught her breath again, both women looked down at you, making the heat rise to your face once more. You wanted to close your eyes but managed to keep them open. 

Tara reached down to brush a strand of hair out of your face. 

"You're being so good for us, sweet girl," Tara praised you. "Look at how great you make my wife feel."

Emily was staring at you with pupils blown wide and a rosy shade spread over her cheeks. Her chest began heaving when you focussed on the bud of her core, bringing her pleasure with your tongue gliding over it. 

Emily found Tara's eyes and cooed, "She deserves to be taken care of, too."

"Yes, she does."

Tara gave Emily another kiss before leaving her side and moving down the bed until she was kneeling beside you. Her fingertips left a warm path as they danced along your spine, over the curve of your backside and between your legs. She smirked when she found you already dripping with desire. 

"So wet for us," she chuckled. "Do you want me to fuck you?"

The crudeness of her words shocked and excited you at the same time. With your mouth still occupied, you didn't even think about responding to her question. It had to be obvious to Tara that what she asked was exactly what you wanted. 

Tara, however, didn't appreciate you ignoring her question. She buried her fingernails into the supple flesh of your thigh and demanded, "Answer me."

You turned your head to find Tara's eyes, the lower half of your face already covered in her wife's arousal. 

With a slight tremble in your voice, you whimpered, "Yes, please."

To your surprise she got off the bed and walked over to the nightstand. When you saw what she took out from the drawer, your eyes widened. Both Emily and you watched intently as she put on a harness and attached a black silicone toy.

She looked so incredibly sinful with the new extension of her body. 

With one eyebrow raised she grinned at you, teasing, "Do you like what you see?" 

It took you a moment to find your words.

"Yes."

"I hope it's not too big for you?" She chuckled while coating the strap with lube. 

"No, it looks perfect," you muttered and added, "You look perfect."

"Awe you really are a sweet girl," she groaned. "Now back to where you were."

You really tried to keep pleasuring Emily while Tara positioned herself behind you and tilted your hips for better access. But it became incredibly difficult once she began pushing into you. When she had filled you completely, she gave you a moment to adjust before she started moving. You buried your face into Emily's thigh to moan into her skin while Tara pushed into you relentlessly. 

Emily reached out her hand to brush over your cheek, teasing, "What's the matter, sweetheart? Are you getting distracted?"

"I'm sorry," was all you could whimper. 

Tara suddenly slowed down her motions until she was barely moving at all. She still filled you out perfectly but it wasn't enough to grant you any relief. 

"Here, now you can focus back on Emily."

"Don't be mean to her, she's doing her best," Emily said. 

"No it's okay," you agreed with Tara. "I want to make you come first."

Tara gently squeezed your hips, praising, "That's my girl."

While Tara kept teasing you with the strap buried deep inside you, you let two of your fingers drag through Emily's folds before pushing into her. Her body welcomed the intrusion, letting you glide into her with ease. Your lips attached to her most sensitive spot while you steadily worked your hand against her center. 

Every few moments Tara would thrust into you hard just to see if you could be distracted again. But you were keen on guiding Emily into the sensation of pure bliss, no matter how much you ached for some relief as well. 

Right when you felt her walls clench around your fingers, Emily's body began to tremble. She rocked her hips against your face as she came down from her high. Not even a second after watching her wife come undone on your tongue, Tara began pushing into you with a torturous pace. Emily mumbled sweet nothings as she let her fingers wander through your hair but you were already too far gone to make out her words. 

Tara gripped your hips so hard you were sure you'd find her markings on your skin in the morning. You tried to keep pleasuring Emily but the need for air became too much with all those moans escaping your throat. You felt like you might burst if you didn't find release soon. 

Reaching your hand between your own legs, you let two of your fingers move over your bundle of nerves until you finally fell over the edge. All the tension left your body as you throbbed around Tara's strap. 

Almost in unison both Tara and Emily purred, "Good girl." 

You whined when Tara stepped away from you but Emily was quick to welcome you in her arms to make up for the loss. After cleaning up, Tara joined you in bed as well, cuddling up behind you. Both women held you closely, enveloping you in their warmth completely while you still couldn't believe how incredibly lucky you were.

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[jojopesto]

Tell Me Twice

Summary: Tara finally confesses her feelings for Emily

Pairing: Emily Prentiss x Tara Lewis

Category: Slowburn Angst (?) with eventual fluff

Author's note: I am still new to Tumblr and this will be a multi-part fic. If I figure out how to post the next chapter here, I will, if not you can find it on AO3 here.

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Emily Prentiss is beautiful.

All of the time, really, but right now, her face half flush from the wine, hair pulled back away from her face, and legs tucked under her on Garcia's couch, Tara is sure the woman has never looked better.

Emily laughs at something JJ says, and Tara swears she can feel it in her own chest. With her inhibitions down she finds herself leaning closer to Emily on the couch. Feeling her shift, Emily looks over to Tara with a warm smile.

“I love you”

The words slip out of Tara’s mouth before she can stop them and her blood runs ice cold. She’s frozen in panic. She glances at the two other girls in the room, who luckily are far enough away to not hear the whispered confession, but pick up on her sudden panic. She looks back towards Emily bracing herself for her reaction but Emily is still smiling.

…no, that can’t be right.

“I love you too Tara,” Emily says, as if it were the easiest thing to admit. “I love all of you guys. It’s nice to have nights like these with my girls again.”

Oh.

Tara is frozen for a moment as Emily goes back to her discussion with JJ. She wasn’t sure how to feel. On one hand, she’s relieved that the confession didn’t ruin anything, but on the other…a rejection when the other person didn’t even realize they were rejecting you was a pain she hadn’t braced for.

Tara says to nobody in particular that she needs to refill her wine. It’s just an excuse to leave the room, she was definitely done drinking for the night. In the kitchen, Tara leans her hip against the counter and takes a breath. She looks down at the little wine she has left in her glass, swirling it once before pouring it out in the sink. She turns the water on to wash it down the drain, rinsing her glass out in the process. She lets the water run over her fingers longer than she needs to, hoping it'll center her, and calm her pounding heart. 

Emily had said exactly what Tara wanted, but it was wrong, so completely wrong. She squeezes her eyes shut and turns off the water, setting the glass down before she drops it. She needs to pull it together. She is an adult, acting like a schoolgirl with a crush on her teacher. Seriously what did she expect? Emily was going to hear her confession and pull Tara into her arms? No. She got the best possible outcome and yet she's still in here moping.

She blames it on the wine. 

She finally opens her eyes and she startles as she sees Garcia standing in the kitchen with her. 

"God Pen, you scared me." 

"Sorry," she says with an apologetic smile. "I thought you heard me walk over. I was just checking on you." 

"Yeah," Tara says with a breath. "Right, yeah I'm good. Thank you."

"Weren't you getting more wine?" Garcia asks, noticing the glass now lying in the sink. 

"Changed my mind," Tara says with a shrug, but Garcia gives her a look that says she's not convinced. 

"You know you can talk to me..."

"I know," Tara says quickly. She hopes it wasn't too quickly. She gives Garcia a smile that she hopes is convincing enough. Garcia nods, lingering a moment before heading back into the living room. For what feels like the first time, she doesn't pry, and Tara is thankful. 

After another breath, she follows Garcia and makes her way back into the living room again. But this time she doesn’t sit next to Emily. The distance feels strange.

The night goes on and every minute feels like an hour. Tara laughs with them but it feels hollow. She knows it doesn’t reach her eyes, but they don’t notice. She wonders if she could just leave without them knowing any different. Probably, but she figures it's best to at least say something. 

“I’m gonna head out, I don't feel well.” She hears questions and protests from the girls behind her but she keeps moving towards the door. Once she’s outside and the cool night air hits her face, she takes a deep breath, holds it for a moment, and then blows it back out until her lungs are empty, before walking to her car and heading home.

- - - - - - - - - -

Tara has always been distant.

The first time Emily met her was when the BAU assisted her with a case when she was still at Interpol. Emily could tell she was a brilliant agent, and from what she saw the team seemed to love her, but she also noticed the way she kept the rest of the team at arm's length. Though it never sat right with her, it wasn’t much of her business. She was leaving for London the next morning. But when she came back, eventually replacing Hotch, she noticed the same pattern and frankly, it bothered her.

Emily insisted that the girls start inviting Tara to their girls' nights. They tried to explain that they had, and she had always politely declined. Still, Emily wasn't sure if she believed them because when she invited Tara, she had agreed. That girls' night set into motion not only just a great relationship between the four girls but also a strong friendship between her and Tara.

Tara still has her moments of course, so when she excused herself into the kitchen for more wine Emily didn’t think much of it. She didn’t even bat an eye when she returned and didn’t take up her usual seat next to Emily. She even thought that her quiet demeanor for the remainder of the night was just because it had gotten so late, she was feeling a little tired herself. What she doesn’t miss though is the way Garcia shoots her cautious glances or the mumbled excuse Tara gives as she heads out early instead of staying the night.

She watches Tara with a furrowed brow before turning back to the girls who are now looking at each other. It seemed like Tara had taken the spirit out of the room when she left.

“That was weird right?” Emily asks, but the girls don’t respond, still sharing nearly identical expressions, that in Emily’s wine-filled haze she can’t decipher. “Come on…you guys know something don’t you?”

“I don’t know anything, honey, I’m just the technical Analyst, not a profiler,” Garcia says.

“Don’t ask me,” JJ says as Emily’s gaze shifts to her. “You must’ve said something to her”

“Me?” Emily asks. “Why do you think it was me?”

“Because you talk to her the most,” Garcia says picking up their snack bowl and standing up. “Process of elimination means it has to be you.”

“That’s not at all how process of elimination works,” JJ says to Garcia as she stands too.

“I talk to her because I want her to feel included,” Emily says.

“Em, she’s been on the team for over a year, I think she knows she’s included,” JJ says moving into the kitchen with Garcia.

“What are you guys implying?” Emily asks, scrambling to follow them.

“Nothing,” the girls say at the same time and Emily lets out a small groan.

“I’ll just talk to her on Monday,” Emily says.

She has a sneaky feeling that everyone else knows something she doesn’t

- - - - - - - - - -

Tara's drive wasn’t long. She doesn’t really remember it, and with the wine she had she’s lucky she even made it, but she knows the drive like the back of her hand. She’s dazed as she walks through the doors and drops her keys onto the table. Mind still reeling, she pulls off her jacket and collapses onto the couch. She has half a mind to pour herself another drink. 

She pulls out her phone as it buzzes in her pocket. She opens it to see she has two missed calls and three text messages. Both of the calls are from Garcia, and two of the texts are too. 

Garcia | You ok? What happened?

Garcia | If you’re ok, you owe me drinks for leaving early. And for the emotional stress you're putting me through worrying about you. Answer your phone! But not while driving!

JJ | Get home safe? 

She shoots a quick text back to JJ, hoping she’ll relay the message that she has gotten home safely to Garcia. She doesn’t miss the fact that there was nothing from Emily. 

With a sigh, she leans her head against the back of the couch. Above all else right now she just feels dumb. Not only for letting her feelings slip but also for now sitting at home instead of brushing this off like a normal 40-something adult would. It’s not the first time she’s been rejected, not even the most humiliating way that she’s been rejected. But why did this feel so different? 

“I love you too.” 

The words still reverberate in her head and they make her heart flutter for a moment, the what-ifs flying through her mind. What if Emily had meant it? What if Tara had stayed to clarify instead of running away? She presses the palms of her hands to her eyes and stands up with a groan. She was better than this, too old for this. She wasn’t sure yet how she was going to get over this but she had to. And she had to do it before Monday.

[cloudlessly-light]

I won’t stop getting butterflies (Tara/Emily one-shot)

A/N: This is a Tara/Emily fic, just a heads up! A gift for @sapphoe-sun since she deserves some lesbian porn and we both have a special place in our hearts for Tara/Emily

Title: I won’t stop getting butterflies Summary: Emily is always in control of everything, luckily for her Tara can take that control away from her with a single look. Word Count: 4,4k Rating: Explicit Warnings: Smut, strap on, sex toys, oral, anal fingering, Top Tara Lewis, bottom Emily Prentiss, Dom/Sub

 Emily sighed as she closed the door to her office. It was one of those days, the kind of day when no one seemed to be on top of their shit and it was giving her a headache having to keep track of everything and everyone. She loved her job, most of the time she really did, but then came days like this, days where she had to fight for her team and decide everything for everyone else.

She had just told off another agent, the man young and inexperienced and probably didn’t deserve the firm tone of anger directed at him when he showed up at her door with the wrong files. It wasn’t his fault, she knew that, but it had been the last drop before her cup overflowed and she yelled at him, catching the attention of everyone in the bullpen in the process. She just barely caught Tara’s dark eyes narrowing at her before she shut the door firmly.

With a groan she sat down at her desk, head in her hands as she rubbed her temples. She had so much to do, so much to get ahead off and the growing pile of files stacked in front of her seemed overwhelming. Sometimes she really missed Aaron, he always made this job look easy.

The knock on her door isn’t unsurprising and she sits straighter in her seat, fingers gripping a pen to appear to be working.

“Come in.” She yells loud enough to be heard through the door and her girlfriend opens it softly.

“You got a minute?” She asks and to anybody else the question seems normal, but Emily catches the look in her eye, sees the way Tara stares her down, almost daring her to say no.

“Yeah.” She breathes and watches as the other woman closes the door but leaves the blinds open before walking towards her. Her perfume is comforting as she stands behind her chair, leaning over her shoulder, far enough that if someone were to walk by it would look like they were reading through the papers on her desk, but close enough for Emily to feel the heat of her body.

“Are you alright?” Tara asks as she looks over the usually organized desk, papers in disarray on the dark surface.

“Fine, just one of those days.” Emily closes her eyes when she feels warm fingers along her spine, trailing slowly up until Tara is gripping the back of her neck, not hard but with enough pressure to keep her head down.

“I think you’re feeling stressed, honey.” Her tone is silky rich, low in the way that always makes Emily shudder. Tara casts an eye towards the window, sees that no one is on the catwalk and she leans further down until she presses against Emily’s back, her lips close to her ear as she speaks. “I think you need to take the edge off.”

Emily nods, not trusting her voice and she feels Tara’s full lips turn into a smile against her jawline. Her hold on her neck tightens momentarily and she bites back a whimper.

“Speak.” Tara whispers and the demand causes the other woman to grip the edge of the desk in some semblance of control.

“Yes.” She breathes and Tara straightens some. She lets go of her neck and instead puts her hand on the backrest of Emily’s chair and the other lands on her desk, keeping her close as Emily turns slightly. Tara licks her bottom lip at the way Emily’s pupils are already blown wide, her lips parted as she tries to control her breathing.

“When you’re done for the day, you’re driving straight to my place, is that clear?”

“Crystal.” Emily nods, her mind that was previously frazzled now clouding over by lust. It always amazed her, how one look or touch from her girlfriend could make her like this.

“Good.” She smiled and stood up fully before walking towards the door. “Try not to ruin your underwear before then, okay?” Tara opens the door only a moment later but the blush on Emily’s cheeks is instant.

Tara locked eyes with JJ who gave her a look of concern, having caught Emily’s raised voice as well and she smiled at the blonde who immediately looked relieved. She glanced up at Emily through the window, always fascinated how Tara always seemed to center her best friend.

Their relationship wasn’t a secret, Emily and Tara falling in lust with each other from the start when they met in New York, then falling in love when Emily moved back to DC. It hadn’t been easy, navigating a relationship that they both thought would be a fling when she first came back to help out the team that turned into so much more.

Emily had never felt like this for another person, had never had someone make her feel as loved and safe and appreciated as Tara did and she made sure to give that back to her. It was a new kind of feeling, a freedom she hadn’t experienced before. Tara wasn’t only a support, she had become her safe place, the person she never thought she’d find but always had longed for.

Tara could read her unlike anybody else ever had, something that became clear the longer they were together. Emily had been shy about her wants and needs in the beginning, had felt that just like she was in charge at work, she needed to be in control at home. But then Tara came along and told her that it was okay to let go, and neither of them had looked back since.

 It was late when Emily was finally leaving the office. It was empty and quiet as she hurried towards the elevator, wanting nothing more than to be in the comfort of her girlfriend’s home. The drive was quicker than normal and when she finally let herself in with her spare key she breathed a sigh of relief.

“Baby?” She called as she kicked off her heels and placed her bag by the door.

“In the living room.” Came the reply and she was quick to make her way through Tara’s apartment. The sight she was met with caused her to groan. Tara was sitting on the couch, a dark purple slip the only thing on her body, two glasses of wine and take out on the table. Emily watched the dark skin revealed, long legs and soft curves making her brain short circuit the more she stared.

She walked towards the couch, kneeled on it and tried to reach for her girlfriend but was stopped by a hand pressing against her sternum.

“You don’t get to touch.” Tara told her, a glint in her eye when Emily pouted. “I know you haven’t eaten. So you’re going to eat, you’re going to drink this glass of wine, and if you’re really good, you get to do more than just look.”

“Tara…” She complained, her fingers itching to stroke over smooth skin as the other woman pushed her back carefully.

“You’re going to need energy for what I have planned for you tonight.” She pressed her lips against Emily’s swallowing up the low gasp with a satisfied hum before sitting back against the couch. Tara bit the inside of her cheek to keep from smiling too big at the way Emily was so clearly struggling, her eyes fastened on her cleavage. “So eat.”

Emily gave it another few moments but in the end she reached for the food and sat the plate in her lap as she relaxed into the couch. She was starving, hadn’t realized how hungry she was until she took the first bite of the Thai food Tara had ordered.

Tara turned on the TV, letting the screen fill the apartment with sound as they sat comfortably together. She kept a watchful eye on her girlfriend, she hated these kinds of days, when Emily was stressed and tired not from a case but because of red tape and bureaucracy. She always forgot to eat, always forgot to take care of herself and Tara despised it.

The movie neither of them were paying much attention to continued to play when Tara got up to clear the table, the food eaten. When she came back she stood behind her girlfriend and her fingers rested on her shoulder. Emily turned to look up at her and she smiled at the way her face was already so much more relaxed.

“You feeing better, honey?”

“Much, thank you.” Emily smiled when Tara leaned over the back of the couch and kissed her, her tongue sweeping over her bottom lip for a moment before standing up again. She sucked in a breath when Tara’s hand moved from her shoulder to her jaw, guiding her to look back at the TV.

“See, this is why you should listen to me.” Tara heard the sharp intake of air as she pressed soft kisses along pale skin, her teeth sinking into her flesh over her pulse gently and then soothed the bite with her tongue. She kept her eyes on Emily who was already squirming from her proximity alone. “What do you want?”

“You.” Her reply was instant, her fingers gripping the couch to keep from reaching behind her.

“That’s not very informative.” She brushed her lips along Emily’s jaw, her hand moving to hold her throat gently. “Ask for what you want, like a good girl.”

“I want you, please let me touch you?” It’s barely a whine, her voice low and breathy and Tara feels the usual ache between her thighs at the way she gives in to her so easily. She loved that Emily let go like this for her, that she trusted her enough.

“Is that all you want? To touch me?” Her hand tightens just slightly, feeling Emily’s fluttering pulse against her fingertips and sees the way she shudders.

“I want you to fuck me.” She mumbles as her head falls back against the backrest, eyelids fluttering closed as she completely gives in to whatever trance Tara always manages to put her under.

“There you go, that wasn’t so hard now was it?” She lets go of her and stands back, a smirk on her face at the noise of dissatisfaction falls from Emily’s lips before she can stop it. “Go to the bedroom, undress and wait for me.”

It takes Emily a few seconds to gather her thoughts through the blur of arousal but when she finally does, Tara is watching her intently. Her dark eyes are heated as they roam over Emily’ body, her bottom lip tucked between her teeth and she clenches her thighs together in a vain attempt to release some of the pressure between her legs. Tara never really needed many words to drive her crazy, this time being no exception and when she turned towards the bedroom on shaky legs she knew she was being watched the entire time.

Emily undressed and threw her clothes in the hamper without a second thought, laying back against the bed completely naked. Her nipples pebbled in the air, she caught the flush on her skin in the full length mirror beside the bed, she looked ruined and they hadn’t even done anything yet.

Tara walked in and smiled at the sight of her girlfriend sitting so prettily waiting for her.

“You were a pain today.” She started slowly as she went to the dresser and pulled out a few different toys, leaving them for Emily to see. “You lost your temper.” She rummaged through a drawer, pulled out the strap on and she heard Emily’s whimper. “We’ve talked about this haven’t we?”

“We have.” She agreed, her eyes fastened on the dildos that attached to the harness, all different sizes and colors.

“So why did you?” When Tara turned to her, her face was stern a look of determination making Emily flush harder.

“I-I don’t know.” She looked down, unable to meet the dark eyes looking back at her. She felt the bed dip before warm fingers grabbed her chin, forcing her face back up.

“Yes you do.” Her tone was almost patronizing and Emily whimpered, causing the other woman to smile. “I am going to fuck you…”

“Yes.” She breathed and Tara’s grip on her chin tightened at being interrupted.

“But not yet. Lay back.”

Emily couldn’t move fast enough, laying down and smiling when Tara joined her. She claimed Emily’s lips in a demanding kiss, her tongue prying her lips open as she kept her hand on her jaw, keeping her face where she wanted it. She ran her hand over Tara’s soft skin, over the silk that was still on her body. Her thigh pressed between her darker ones and she earned a low moan. She hadn’t been wearing underwear under the slip and Emily’s fingers tightened on her waist as she was met by wetness as Tara grinded against her thigh.

Tara broke the kiss when Emily’s touch became more frenzied, her fingers tugging on fabric and thigh pressing firmer against her wet center. She kneeled between Emily’s legs and she was quick to follow her up. Pale fingers ripped the silk of her, tearing the seams and Tara couldn’t help the breathless chuckle.

“Easy baby, we have all night.” She stroked a hand over Emily’s cheek and she leaned into the touch. “No need to be greedy.”

“I want to taste you, please. I need to taste you.” Emily’s eyes burned with want as she looked up at her girlfriend, her entire body vibrating with need. When Tara nodded she almost sobbed in relief as she let herself be pushed back onto the bed.

“If they could see you now huh, Chief Emily Prentiss, begging to be fucked, begging to be used.” She moves off the bed only to grab the strap on and a vibrator from the desk and placed them beside Emily on the bed.

“For later.” She explained even though she didn’t really need to. She saw the way Emily flushed as she looked at the dildo she had chosen, bigger than they’d normally use and Tara grinned. “You can take it.”

Emily isn’t so sure but the tone of voice doesn’t give much room for argument and instead she focuses on the way Tara is moving to straddle her face. She licks through her wet pussy almost instinctively but immediately stops at the sharp sting on her thigh were Tara slapped her.

“I told you not to be greedy, whore.” Tara twists a nipple hard between her fingers and Emily sucks in a sharp hiss. “You better not try that again, you wait for permission like always.” She feels Emily nod between her thighs, dark hair tickling the inside of her thighs.

Emily is trembling as she waits for Tara, her fingers digging into soft flesh as she grips her around the thighs. She knows that she’s making her wait longer, Emily consumed by Tara, the feel of her, the smell of her, the weight of her as she slowly relaxes over her face.

“Make me come.” Is all she says before Emily surges up the rest of the way, burying her face into her cunt. She dips her tongue into her, groans at the familiar taste of her girlfriend on her tongue as she pushes as deep inside of Tara as she can and feeling her grind down against her face.

Tara moans as Emily’s tongue and lips are everywhere, inside of her, sucking on her lips, licking over her clit. Her movements are fast and sure and she smiles in satisfaction at the way Emily desperately wants to please her.

“That’s so good, baby.” She encourages as she rolls her hips against her face. She leans forward and drags a finger through Emily’s soaked folds and she hears the muffled moan against her, the vibrations of it against her clit sending tingles up her spine.

Emily can feel Tara move above her but she doesn’t pay much attention, her sole focus on getting her off and she sucks over her clit. She licks over it and Tara buckles slightly in return, so she continues, her arms wrapping tighter around her thighs to keep her close. Then she hears it before she feels it, the vibrations of one of their toys and for a second she’s unsure what’s happening until the toy is suddenly pressed against her clit and Emily jumps in surprise.

“Make me come before this makes you come and you’ll be rewarded.” Tara says, loud enough for her to hear over the buzzing and her legs covering Emily’s ears. She nods and her mouth is on her with even more fervor, her warm tongue back on her clit in an instant.

Tara sighs, lets herself fall into the pleasure of Emily’s mouth for a moment before she presses the small vibrating bullet harder against her clit, rubbing the toy against her and she hears a high pitched, muffled moan against her center.

“Focus, slut.” She encourages when Emily’s tongue faulters, her thighs and abs twitching as Tara up’s the intensity of the vibrations.

She forces herself to focus through the pleasure of the toy and Tara, knows that she’s just as close to the edge as Emily is and that thought keeps her going. She sucks her clit harder, moves one hand to push two fingers inside of her and Tara groans at the sudden stretch. Emily feels the way her hips buckle more against her face, let’s her ride her face until she’s trembling from pleasure.

Tara bites back a loud moan as her orgasm builds by each thrust of Emily’s fingers, by each firm lick against her clit. She keeps the toy against her soaked folds, but as she gets closer to the edge she knows she’s losing focus. Then she feels Emily teeth, a gentle graze against her clit and it sends her crashing into an intense orgasm.

Emily smiles against her when Tara gives in, tries to keep her still with one arm as she continues to eat her girlfriend out like her life depended on it. When she starts to come down she lets go of her clit and removes her fingers, laps lazily at her until Tara is moving off her.

“I’ve trained you too well.” She says breathlessly and grabs Emily’s jaw hard before kissing her, tasting herself on her tongue and lips. “You did good.”

Emily smiles at the praise and then watches as Tara turns off the vibrating toy. She stays silent as the other woman secures the harness around her hips, her mouth going dry at the sight of it.

“Suck me.” Tara tells her and Emily quickly moves closer to her. “No no, on your knees.” The way the other woman gasps but gets on the floor without question makes Tara proud. She leans back on her hands as she sits on the edge of the bed, throws a pillow on the floor wordlessly and then watches as Emily’s lips wrap around the head of the toy.

Emily has never been a fan of the taste of silicone, but she loved the way Tara always responded to it. She looked up, half the toy in her mouth and the dark stare on her girlfriend’s face made her ache. Her eyes flickered to the bullet still in her hand and Tara grinned.

“You want it?” She held the toy up and Emily nodded.

“Please.” She gasped, saliva dripping from her bottom lip as she pulled of the dildo.

“If I give this to you, you’re keeping it there until you come with my cock down your throat.” Tara warned and Emily was sure she dripped into the pillow. She nodded and Tara turned the vibrations on, choosing the power for her.

Emily took it and carefully pressed it against her clit, moaning at the intensity of it. She looked back up at Tara as she took the dildo back in her mouth, sucking it deeper than before as she held the bullet against her clit with one hand.

“Look at you, sucking me off like the little slut we both know that you are.” Tara ran her fingers through silky black hair, gripping slightly at the strands. Her eyes were fastened on Emily’s split lips and teary eyes, sucking on something that could not feel it. “You look so pretty like this. You’re my slut aren’t you baby?”

“Yes.” She pulled off to gasp the word out, already close to coming as she rubbed the toy against her clit faster. She gagged when Tara thrust against her face, forcing more of the dildo down her throat and then she was coming, the orgasm ripping through her unexpectedly. She pulled back until the tip of the toy was still in her mouth, just barely able to remember to keep her mouth open as she shook through pleasure intense enough to make her sight whiten out.

“That’s my good girl, look how pretty you are coming with my cock in your mouth.” Tara mumbled as she watched the bliss on Emily’s face. She pulled back and watched as she slumped, leaning against the side of the bed to catch her breath.

“Baby.” Emily whimpered and Tara was quick to help her up on the bed. She snuggled into her girlfriend for a minute, catching her breath and relaxing into the afterglow of orgasm until Tara rolled her onto her back.

“I’m not done with you yet.” She kneeled between Emily’s legs, which spread for her. She let the heavy weight of the dildo land on her pelvis. “You want me to fuck you?”

“Yes, I need you to fuck me.” Emily watched as the dildo, seemingly too big, was lubed up before Tara settled between her legs. She leaned back on her elbows, her head falling back at the initial stretch of the dildo, pleasure and pain mixing together as she felt every inch slowly push inside of her.

“Look at you, being split open so good for me.” Tara kept her eyes where the toy was nestled inside of her, wanted nothing more than to fuck her into the bed but gave her the time she needed to adjust. When Emily grinded down against it she looked up at her face and Emily nodded.

The moan that ripped from her throat when Tara pulled back, only to thrust heavily into her, was nothing short of guttural. It was heavy thrusts, bordering on painful but Emily loved it. Her hands gripped the sheets in her hands as she fell back on the bed, Tara quick to hover above her, her strong hips not stopping.

Tara sucked a nipple into her mouth, left marks over pale skin and moaned at the feeling of the base of the dildo pushing against her clit. It spurred her on, making her fuck into Emily faster and soon enough she was clinging to Tara, whimpers leaving parted lips.

“You want to come, is that why you’re making those pathetic little sounds?” She huffed, eyes locked onto Emily’s face.

“Please I’m close. Let me come, please.” She mumbled, fingers digging into Tara’s skin as every deep thrust pushed her closer to another orgasm.

“Not yet.” Tara pulled out and she whimpered in disappointment. “Turn around.”

Emily scrambled to her hands and knees and the dildo was back inside of her, one of Tara’s hand bruising on her hip. She looked back at her just in time to see suck two of her fingers and then felt one of her fingers rub over her other hole.

“Yes?” Tara asked even though Emily was already nodding. “You love it in any hole don’t you?” She mused and then pressed her thumb inside of the tight hole of her ass.

Emily fell onto her elbows, moving back against Tara with as much power as Tara was fucking her. The tension in her stomach was back, spreading like liquid fire and she clenched her teeth to keep from screaming out.

“I need to come, please let me come.” She begged and Tara squeezed her hip.

“Five…”

Emily whined as the pleasure built, her eyes screwing shut.

“Four…” Tara was panting, her muscles burning as she watched Emily tremble in an effort not to let go.

“Three…”

“Fuck!” Emily hit the bed with her fist, she was so close she could taste it.

“Two…” Tara pushed her thumb in deep inside her ass and the broken off sob coming from her girlfriend made her clit throb as it pushed against the dildo.

“One…”

Emily felt every muscle in her body burn, her ears trained on Tara’s smooth voice behind her.

“You can come.”

Emily was sure the neighbors could hear the scream she let out as star lined her vision as her orgasm rocked her entire body. She fell onto the bed, unable to stay up  and Tara moved with her, reaching around her to rub her clit and keeping her orgasm going as she continued to shake between the bed and Tara’s soft body.

“You’re okay, you’re okay, you’re so good baby.” Emily could barely hear her over the ringing in her ears, mind still spinning. Tara placed gentle kisses across her back and shoulder as she waited for Emily to come back down, not moving until Emily was nudging at her weakly.

She gave a low gasp when Tara pulled out of her and threw the harness and toys onto the floor to be dealt with later.

“You always know exactly what I need.” Emily whispered as she turned onto her back, opening her arms for Tara who happily laid against her. She kissed her, feeling Tara smile into it before they both collapsed onto the bed, the exhaustion hitting them.

“You’ll be limping tomorrow.” Tara said, her voice smug as she hid her face in the crook of Emily’s neck for a moment.

“Don’t get cocky.” Emily pinched her side and then grunted when Tara shifted until she was straddling her waist.

“Oh but baby, I’m not nearly done with you yet.”

[imagining-in-the-margins]

CM Friends-with-Benefits Challenge

The following are prompts including friends with benefits/situationships!

This event is over (Masterlist here!), but you are welcome to use any of these prompts. If you would like to be added to the existing Masterlist of entries, please check out the Rules below!

🥰 Song Prompts 🥰

"Sex" by The 1975

"Too Sweet" by Hozier

"dress" by Taylor Swift

"august" by Taylor Swift

"Casual" by Chappell Roan

"Dinner & Diatribes" by Hozier

"Close to You" by Gracie Abrams

“Stuck in the Middle” by Tai Verdes

"Good Luck, Babe!" by Chappell Roan

"I Wanna Be Yours" by Arctic Monkeys

“Why’d You Only Call Me When You’re High?” by Arctic Monkeys

💌 Dialogue Prompts 💌

“I’m just in it for the snacks.”

“No wonder you’re single…” (joking?)

“So... what’s the stance on cuddling?”

"You deserve something real. I want us to be real.”

“We’re just friends with benefits.” // “Right, and the benefit is being madly in love.” (sarcasm?)

“We’re… friends. With benefits.” // “Without sex? What’s the benefit?” // “My delightful company, asshole.”

"I'm your boyfriend without the benefits." // "Do you want the benefits?" // "Yes—No... I'm your fluffer!" ('New Girl')

“What is up with those two lately?” // “They’re sleeping together.” // “Yeah, right. Imagine… wait, seriously?”

General & NSFW Prompts Below!

🌹 General Prompts 🌹

Someone figures out the situation. A and B try to figure out how.

A is blindsided by jealousy when someone shows an interest in B.

A and B try to be normal so no one knows. Literally everyone knows.

A is so worried about B falling for them that A fails to realize A already fell for B.

A realizes they are happier with B than any actual significant other they’ve had.

A is totally B’s type, which has never worked out before. As a result, A keeps sabotaging things.

A agrees to a situationship with B because they think it's the only way they'll be able to have them.

A reaches out to B for a hookup but gets rejected, and they each struggle with their disappointment.

A is treating the arrangement like a formal business deal. B gets tired of it and shuts them up with a kiss.

A and B used to be friends with benefits. When they meet again later, the arrangement is still appealing.

A has to leave town for a long time. They have one last night with B but don’t tell them. They’re gone in the morning and leave B wondering what they wanted to say the night before.

Anything else you can think of!

💋 NSFW Prompts 💋

A completely defies B’s expectations of what they’re like in bed.

A and B decide to hook up one last time (or maybe not the last...)

A agreed to take B’s virginity as long as B didn’t catch feelings. It seems like B didn’t. A did, though.

A and B's no-judgment rule means they're finally comfortable to ask for what they've always wanted to try in bed.

A is annoyed with B, so they start loudly complaining/joking about their situationship. Angry/playful sex ensues.

A and B have never felt truly satisfied in bed until there were no strings attached... it definitely wasn't because of finding the right partner.

Happy Writing!

[dalamjisung]

CRIMINAL MINDS MASTERLIST

a muted shade of green ✧ a spencer reid series

✧ prologue

✧ chapter 1: cat adams

✧ chapter 2: he's not yours to keep

✧ chapter 3: X marks the spot

✧ chapter 4: pushing the limits

✧ chapter 5: his very own lighthouse

✧ chapter 6: silver linings

✧ chapter 7: the end of beginnings

✧ chapter 8: it's a natural progression

✧ chapter 9: his angel girl*

✧ chapter 10: in the works

...

[reiderwriter]

reiderwriter 5k writing challenge

hello, my lovelies, and thank you so much for 5k followers~♡ it's been just under a year since I started writing on here, and it's been so fun interacting with everyone and writing for Spencer and the other members of the BAU team! I was a bit unprepared for some of my other milestones and threw some stuff together last minute for them, but I've been thinking about a writing challenge for a while and I finally decided to do it!

Please note: This is a writing challenge! All the prompts below are meant to inspire you to write your own fics and not as prompt requests for me. I hope you can use them as a starting point to write~♡

The theme for the challenge is:

daydreams and shooting stars`☆

There are two sets of prompts to choose from! The daydreams' prompts are based on classic fanfiction tropes that we know and live, and the shooting stars prompts are based on the zodiac signs. There are 12 prompts in each list, and you're welcome to mix and match prompts as you like! Maybe you'd like to combine your star sign with your favourite trope, or two particularly match well, or if you like a single prompt, you can just write for that. I don't mind if the fic is only very loosely based on the prompt, too, do whatever you'd like!

The writing challenge will run up until my 1 year writing anniversary, July 27th, so you have plenty of time to get your fics in! I'll be reblogging all the entries, and at the end, I'll add them to a recommendation list! Be sure to tag @reiderwriter in your fic, or use the hashtag #reidersdaydreams or #reidersshootingstars in your tags! I'll be tracking both~♡ You can submit as many entries as you like!

Rules for submissions will be at the end. Please read them before submitting~♡

without further ado, here are the prompt lists~☆

DAYDREAMS

ONLY ONE BED - a true classic in the sense that I will be reading only one bed fics down to the second I take my last breath. Feel free to invert this to "too many beds," or even "no beds at all, but somehow we're still cuddling," either way, I will read it and likely enjoy it greatly.

GRUMPY X SUNSHINE - which character is grumpy, which character is sunshine? my favourite grumpy x sunshine dynamics are the gloomy character trying their best to become more sunny after a tough life 🫡

FAKE DATING - we, in the criminal minds fandom, have written possibly every undercover mission possible to make our characters make out, but I'm coming in as a simple woman to ask - please do it again 🫶

OH. OH. - the plot revelations! Give me them! The sudden moments of clarity! I'm a fan, goddammit.

IDIOTS IN LOVE - there is nothing better than two huge dumbasses falling head over heels in love with each other in an "aw shucks" kind of way. Also, I'm an idiot, representation matters.

ALTERNATE UNIVERSE - coffee shop AU? Soulmate AU? HANAHAKI AU? If someone could please un- or re- traumatise my favourite characters I will be eternally grateful

SECRET IDENTITY - give the character their Emily Prentiss Lauren Reynolds moment, or just make them dress like a clown for like 30 minutes. Both count.

MUTUAL PINING - This harkens back to idiots in love, but it's about the LONGING, it's about the PITIFUL STARES, it's about the BURNING PASSION.

SECRET RELATIONSHIP - my love of gossip makes me a sucker for secret relationship stories because I truly want to be in everyone's business. Character A and B are dating? Brilliant. It's a secret? BRILLIANT.

SICK FIC - your poor little meow meow has a cold. Or your poor little meow meow has been poisoned with anthrax. Or your poor little meow meow is dealing with possible symptoms of schizophrenia. Or your poor little meow meow has been shot-

PSYCHO X PSYCHO - reidams fans, this one's for you 🥰

ENEMIES TO LOVERS - half of my requests are enemies to lovers requests! Feel free to include rivals to lovers, lovers to enemies, friends to enemies to lovers, enemies to friends to lovers, or any such dynamic that your heart desires.

SHOOTING STARS:

Aries - "I burn for you. I can't sleep at night for wanting you. It's the most maddening, beguiling, damnable thing, but there it is."

Taurus - "There is a stubbornness about me that never can bear to be frightened at the will of others. My courage always rises at every attempt to intimidate me."

Gemini - "There's such a lot of different Annes in me. I sometimes think that is why I'm such a troublesome person. If I was just the one Anne, it would be ever so much more comfortable, but then it wouldn't be half so interesting."

Cancer - "I will not say: do not weep; for not all tears are an evil."

Leo - "There is no exquisite beauty… without some strangeness in the proportion."

Virgo - "They slipped briskly into an intimacy from which they never recovered."

Libra - "Somehow, we'll find it. The balance between whom we wish to be and whom we need to be. But for now, we simply have to be satisfied with who we are."

Scorpio - "She didn't understand why, but faced with those decaying buildings and straggling grasses, she was nothing but a child who had never lived."

Sagittarius - "If you tell the truth, you don't have to remember anything."

Capricorn - "There's a low-level, specific pain and having to accept that putting up with you requires a certain generosity of spirit in your loved ones."

Aquarius - "An education was a bit like a communicable sexual disease. It made you unsuitable for a lot of jobs, and then you had the urge to pass it on."

Pisces - "I think it's perfectly acceptable and rather admirable to be moderately delusional."

Rules:

I'm accepting reader insert, an Original Character, a character/character ship, a platonic ship, or a Gen fics for this challenge. It can feature any Criminal Minds character or any character from any fandom you write for. I assume a lot of people will stick with CM, but feel free to write for whoever you choose!

Please tag me in your entries or send the link to me in a DM. It can be already written, or you can write it for the challenge. Again, the tags I'm tracking are #reidersdaydreams and #reidersshootingstars ♡

The fic can be any genre, but ONLY send me smut if your bio states you are 18+. I will not endorse, nor do I want to read smut written by minors. I will check the ages of accounts posting smut.

For smut or angst fics that could include triggers, please include a content warning above the fic so we can be aware before reading!!

Enjoy!!

[wolfstardaughter-jj]

The brain rot is r e a l, people. I started watching the show for the plot.

The plot:

[fallingfavourites]

teasing my (first) criminal minds fisher king based fic instead continuing to editing it <3

full fic is out !!

Everyone on the team had gotten 2 weeks off. Elle and Derek decided to not waste a second of it and flew away to Jamaica. Hotchner went to spend time with his family. Gideon would most likely be birdwatching in his cabin if you had to guess, he doesn’t like sharing much about his personal life. Neither does Reid who is heading back home to Las Vegas. You had just ended up on your couch with a cozy blanket and a movie you had been meaning to watch. A sudden loud ringing made you jump up. Rubbing your eyes so they can refocus.

You had fallen asleep. You would’ve laughed at yourself if it wasn’t for the constant loud ringing. Finally, finding your phone between the blanket you picked up without looking at the caller ID.  “Y/n? Y/n?” It took a second for you to register JJ’s voice as she repeated your name.

“Yeah, Yeah, I’m here is everything okay?” you asked, running a hand through your hair. “You need to get to the office. Now.” She sounded serious.

“What happened?” You asked as you vaguely heard someone talk to JJ. It kind of sounded like Gideon. If he came to the office, it must be serious. “Tell me when I get there, I’m on my way.” You said, not even waiting for her to respond to your question and hung up.

[strawbeerossi]

One Margarita

Pairing: Fem!Reader x Luke Alvez

Description: When a popular tiktok song makes its rounds around the BAU, the poor men of the BAU have to listen to the women belt it out constantly.

Content/Warnings: Pure fluff honestly, the whole team is silly, the girls have fun, suggestive dialogue, dramatics of Spencer Reid

Word Count: 0.8K

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Another post I’ve had locked away for a while! Sorry for not posting this last night as promised, I had entirely too much to drink last night lmao.

Tagging my two besties @daddy-dotcom and @rainaaaskyy

There were some songs that were just meant to be catchy, no matter how annoying they could be. The rise of catchy songs came with the likes of TikTok, especially when it is filled with people who get famous for dancing to the most random songs or it inspired artists get their work into the world.

Some songs were made for humor related purposes, which birthed some of the most catchy pieces of music that would have anyone driving the surrounding people insane. Case in point, Penelope came into work excited to show the girls of the office one song she found on the app. 

At first, they made fun of it and they all had their laughs, then the five of them put together a dance for themselves. That made the rest of the BAU endure the group acting like a group of teenagers who just had their favorite band release a new song that they needed to listen to until they got sick of it.

Spencer felt like he was going insane, Matt couldn’t help but laugh every time they broke out into their own song, Dave just thought they were insane but he found himself humming along with the girls, then there was Luke who thought it was the most amusing thing he’d ever seen. It was like Y/N would sing it everywhere and even if the song was one of the dumbest ones he heard, he’d admit that it was catchy.

That was why he’d belt it around their shared apartment, which would always result in the two getting into a laughing fit that left both of their stomachs hurting. He would even do his own improvised dances for each line of the song, which again, could have Y/N crying laughing. 

It was a slower paced day at the office, everyone getting caught up on the paperwork that they hadn’t gotten around to yet because they were caught in an endless loop of jumping from case to case. They had to work fast because evil never seemed to give them a fucking break.

So, it became bustling with everyone gathering up reports and getting ready to give them to Emily to have them finished and filed away. To nobody’s surprise, it wasn’t long until Tara was humming the familiar melody. 

“No. Please. I’m begging you..” Spencer groaned as he brought his hands up to cover his ears. “This is worse than prison. You know that? A million times worse.” They always appreciated the dramatics of Spencer Reid. “I’ll tell you whatever you wanna know, just stop torturing me.” He breathed out.

Luke was already laughing at the man’s actions. “You know they sing it because you have that reaction, right?” He asked, making Matt stop to lean against Luke’s desk. “He’s got a point, Reid. If you laugh about it, they will do it less.” 

Y/N was coming in from the kitchenette while shaking her head. “No such luck, boys.” She laughed as she was skipping to her desk. “I think you should embrace it, boy genius.” She had commented, ruffling his hair on her way to her desk with a smile. 

“I think you boys are just overly dramatic.” JJ piped in with her own opinion while heading over to her desk in order to finish the finishing touches on one of her reports. “No, we are not. That song drives me bonkers.” Spencer responded, his nose wrinkling as he was looking at the two men in front of him. “You’re telling me you like it?”

“It’s not so bad.” Luke responded while Y/N gestured to her boyfriend. “He sings it too! Don’t you, Alvez?” She smirked while lifting her coffee mug to her lips. “I do, yeah. It’s catchy!” Luke began to laugh as he put his hands up in self defense with a grin on his face. “We went out to dinner last night and I got a strawberry margarita and he started singing it!” Y/N emphasized while laughing at the memory of the previous night. 

“Make fun of me all you want but you weren’t opening your legs after that drink at all.” Luke bit back while chuckling as his girlfriend’s cheeks were red. 

“Give her one margarita and she’s going to bed.” He sang while the rest of the office was reduced to their own fits of laughter. “Face it, Cariña. Nobody is getting head or anything of the sort after you’ve had a sip of a margarita. You’re out of commission.”

Y/N was waving her boyfriend off while laughing. “You’re never getting head from me again, Alvez.” She teased while looking back at her paperwork. “You’ve ruined it for yourself!” She laughed at the male, who was putting his hand over his chest in a dramatic fashion. “That is the worst punishment ever! I’ll buy you a margarita after this as an apology.” He mused.

“Then I'll be happy while I'm going to bed.”

[theunholyvirginemilyprentiss]

Message in a bottle (17x6) is the most fanfiction coded episode of Criminal Minds I have EVER seen, and I freaking love it.

[starchaser45]

*The bau across the years go to a reunion party*

Penelope: okay we are playing never have I ever

Spencer: what's that?

Derek: basically someone says never have I ever done something and if someone did it they drink

Rossi: can it be anything even if it's something I did

Emily: usually no but I guess sure even if you did it

Penelope: okay! I'll start never have I ever told someone I like them without meaning it

*Everyone- Penelope , hotch and Rossi drank*

Hotch: I'm always respectful doesn't mean I like them

Spencer: I'm too much of a people pleaser to be mean

Emily: you were mean to me

Spencer: I mean you were kind of annoying*teasing*

Emily*hits his shoulder*: hey

Luke: wait you didn't like Emily at first???!

Matt: it's hard to believe

Derek: it's true it was the most sassy I've seen of the kid

Tara: okay okay I'm next never have I ever been kidnapped

*Emily, Spencer, JJ, Penelope, luke, Matt and Derek drank*

Rossi: Jesus that's almost everyone

JJ: no kidding watch this one never have I ever been held hostage

*everyone and I mean everyone drank*

Derek: damn it's like everyone here is traumatized

Luke: none is matching Spencer tho

JJ: yeah none is topping that

Spencer: hey I'm not that bad I'm sure some of you are at least as much as me

Penelope: really never have I ever had a family member kidnapped because of me

*Spencer , Tara, Kate and hotch drink*

Spencer: see not just me

Hotch: never have I ever been high

Spencer: hey!!

*Spencer, Emily, JJ, Morgan and Penelope drink*

Tara: notice you're the only constant

Spencer: not enough

Morgan : okay never have I ever had an unsub be obsessed and fall in love with me

*Spencer and Emily drink*

Spencer:see Emily is as bad as me

Emily: sorry Spencer but never have I ever been accused of murder after I was made to relapse in Mexico and then spent 3 month in prison to latter discover that the unsub that is obsessed with me is the reason and that she kidnapped my mother and acted like she's pregnant with my child

Spencer: that's a cheap shot

Derek: drink up pretty boy

Penelope: drink you beautiful oh so traumatized boy

Rossi: so we are not gonna mention that amount of times he's been shot or almost got killed

Spencer: STOOPPPP ITTTTT

I didn't mean for this to get long but I love this 😭

(Kinda wanted to mention Maeve but I got sad myself cause I also have mention hayle😭)

[foxy-eva]

Soft & Sweet

Summary: A confession between JJ and Tara leads to a night full of soft and sweet moments

Pairing: Jennifer Jareau x Tara Lewis

Category: Fluff, Smut

Content Warnings: (18+, minors DNI) drinking alcohol (responsibly), separation mention (Will & JJ), JJ struggles with her sexuality, implied homophobia, coming-out, kissing, fingering, oral

Author's Note: I wrote this for the Pride Writing Challenge hosted by @the-guilty-writer ! Happy Pride! I love women.

Word Count: 2.6k

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Girl's night with the BAU ladies was a very important tradition for JJ. They could all forget about their professional demeanor for at least a couple of hours and show one another a softer side. Moments of light-hearted laughter and gossip seemed so rare in their line of work.

To her surprise, JJ didn't find all of her friends' familiar faces when she entered Tara's living room. Once she learned that Emily and Penelope had to cancel at the last second, her heartbeat got much louder than she'd expected. 

"Guess it's just gonna be the two of us tonight," Tara told JJ while pouring her a glass of her favorite white wine. 

Little did Tara know how much the prospect of being alone with her both excited and terrified JJ tremendously. As they both sat down on the couch, it became even harder for the blonde woman to relax. 

Tara noticed that, too. She brushed it off as some initial awkwardness between friends who had only ever hung out with each other when other people were present. It was the first time the two of them were alone with one another outside of work.

Tara pointed at the glass in JJ's hand and chuckled, "You better take a sip of that, you seem awfully tense tonight."

"Sorry," JJ apologized. "I just have a lot on my mind." 

Tara's facial features softened at her friend's words. She knew how hard leaving a marriage could be but she couldn't even begin to imagine how much more difficult that was when children were involved. 

"Are the boys with Will tonight?" 

JJ nodded, a shy smile visible on her face when she said, "They'll probably play video games all night."

Tara then asked the question her friend usually dreaded, "How are you holding up?" 

To her own surprise, JJ didn't need to lie when she answered, "I'm alright."

Those past few months had been complicated and difficult but slowly JJ was settling into her new life without Will as her partner. 

"Apparently Will started dating again and I'm actually happy for him."

"What about you?" Tara wanted to know. "An attractive woman like you surely gets asked out a lot."

A rosy shade spread over JJ's cheeks at the compliment. She thought about it for a moment but quickly realized that no man had caught her attention in a while. She struggled to be honest with herself but there was no denying how much she longed for something – someone – else. 

Shaking her head, she snickered, "I don't really feel like going out with men right now." 

Secretly she hoped that Tara would catch onto how that sentence was worded but she just joined JJ in her laughter and said, "You deserve a little break. Enjoy life as a single woman!" 

It wasn't the first time JJ had managed to control herself enough to deceive the best profilers in the country but this time she really hoped that Tara would see right through her. She didn't, though. 

There was a lot of gossip shared between the two women as the night went on. JJ managed to lock her feelings away for just a little while longer. However, each time she brought her glass to her lips she couldn't help but think about how much she yearned to feel Tara's skin against them instead.

She was far from being drunk after the first glass of wine was empty but she still felt intoxicated by Tara's presence. JJ wondered how often she'd have to drop her sight to the other woman's lips until she would catch onto it. 

After placing her glass on the coffee table JJ realized that just looking at Tara wouldn't be enough anymore. She felt like her heart might burst any moment now if she didn't bring to action what she had been so desperate to do for weeks. In a moment of comfortable silence between the two of them, JJ leaned closer to Tara and whispered her name. 

Right before their lips could touch, JJ felt a light pressure against her shoulders. Tara's palms were gentle but firm at the same time, pushing her away and denying her the sweetness JJ longed for. 

"JJ–," Tara whispered but was quickly interrupted.

"Sorry!" The blonde woman said as she leaned back again, leaving more distance between them than necessary. "It's just… you look so beautiful and your lips look so soft and…"

Tara reached out her hand to touch JJ's arm in an attempt to soothe her. It didn't work. 

"It's okay, don't worry about it," Tara told her. "I really like you, JJ. It's just that I have learned the hard way that it's not a good idea to hook up with straight girls."

JJ's chest felt heavier with each word being spoken. She got up from her place beside Tara to walk a few steps away, her eyes fixated on the floor as she tried to hinder the tears from spilling over her lashes. 

"I'm sorry," Tara softly spoke as she walked over to her. "I didn't mean to upset you."

JJ carefully thought about her words, restructuring sentences in her mind to make sure what she was about to say was the right thing. She already felt vulnerable, almost as if Tara was able to take a glance inside her chest to see how JJ's heart was beating just for her. 

"I come from a very small town in the middle of nowhere," JJ began, unable to lock eyes with Tara. "Traditions were very important and I still clearly remember how they used to talk about the people in the city. Dating boys was my only option, anything else was just a foreign concept that would definitely never apply to me."

She finally found Tara's eyes, who showed her the softest look she had ever seen. It encouraged JJ to keep going. 

"I was still so young when I got together with Will. I never really had a chance to explore this side of me, so I desperately tried to lock away. And even when my friendship with Emily got confusing all those years ago… I still couldn't admit the truth about myself." 

She took several deep breaths until a timid smile appeared on her face. She realized how safe she felt in that moment. She knew that Tara was the right person to trust with what she would say next. 

"Now that Will and I are separated I finally want to accept and explore… my queer side," she admitted and reached out to find Tara's hand. "And I'm sorry about before but… you're just so beautiful, Tara." 

Tara knew that they didn't need to have all the answers tonight when she stepped closer to JJ until hardly any distance could be found between the two of them. Her fingertips made contact with JJ's cheek and she almost got lost in the ocean that were her eyes. 

It felt like it was the first time Tara truly saw JJ. There was no more need to hide anything from one another as they stared at each other with open chests and hearts longing to find their counterpart. There was no need for words to be spoken for them to hear each other anyway. 

I have wanted this for so long. 

I have wanted you for so long. 

When Tara leaned down no force in this world could have held back JJ from capturing her lips. She felt the taller woman smile into the kiss, even more so when JJ swung her arms around Tara's neck to keep her in place. The kiss was tender but wild at the same time, both women displayed a hunger for each they had rarely experienced before. 

Kissing Tara felt like tasting the first droplets of water after a lifelong drought. It was revitalizing and exhilarating for JJ to feel Tara’s lips move against her own. When Tara deepened the kiss there was no way for JJ to hold back the quiet sigh escaping her throat. 

While Tara still cupped JJ's face, the blonde woman's hands became curious, almost greedy. She let her fingertips wander over Tara's sides and hips, firmly gripping the fabric of her clothes in an attempt to hold herself upright when her knees suddenly became so, so weak. 

Without ever really breaking contact, they walked over to Tara's bedroom. It was then that JJ's brain caught up with what was happening. She pulled back to find comfort in the warmth of Tara's irises. She had already noticed JJ's hesitation.

"We can slow down," Tara offered. 

JJ shook her head. "No, I want this. I'm just a little nervous."

With a smug grin painted over her face, Tara purred, "Don't worry, I'll take good care of you."

There was not a single doubt in JJ's mind that Tara would keep that promise. They took their time to help each other shed each piece of clothing until they stood in front of each other in only their underwear. 

Gently, Tara pushed her lover on the bed only to take a moment to let her eyes wander over her body. They lingered on the places that still held evidence of battles of the past and the miracle of bringing life into the world. Instinctively JJ tried to cover one particular scar on her stomach with her hand but Tara didn't allow that. 

She sat down beside her on the mattress to carefully remove her hand again. "You don't have to hide from me," Tara whispered. 

Tara's gentle fingertips traced the patch of calloused skin for a second before she lay down beside JJ. Their lips made contact once more and forgotten was any cruelness the past held for either of them. At least for tonight everything that mattered was showing each other how sweet and soft life could be. 

When JJ felt Tara's lips tracing along her neck, the first moan fell from her mouth. Her skin felt like it was on fire and could only be soothed by Tara's touch. She became eager to feel her against every inch of her body, hurriedly reaching behind her own back to open her bra and remove the fabric. 

Tara was in no mood to tease her, too mesmerizing was learning each of JJ's reactions to her touch. Once her breasts were revealed, Tara didn't waste any time to caress them. But licking and nipping on the sensitive skin of her chest quickly wasn't enough for her anymore. 

Tara was getting impatient to taste the honeyed wetness JJ had to offer between her thighs. She kissed down her stomach until she reached the seam of her panties. JJ became pliable under her touch and opened her legs to make room for her. 

Tara sat up between her legs and once again took a moment to admire the beauty of the woman lying before her. Her pupils almost swallowed the blue of her eyes and the rosy shade on her cheeks seemed to become darker by the second. When Tara's eyes wandered further down JJ's body, she noticed that her arousal had already soaked through the fabric of her panties.

JJ was yearning for her lover's touch, sure that she would combust if Tara waited just a second longer.

"Please…" JJ breathed to bring Tara back from her reverie.

"Sorry," Tara chuckled as she hooked her fingers under the waistband of the lacey fabric. "It's easy to get distracted when you look so pretty for me."

Once the piece of clothing was removed, Tara kissed along JJ's legs before finding her core. She was glistening with desire and looked so ready to be tasted. As she felt Tara's tongue collect the sweet evidence of desire that had gathered between her thighs, JJ's entire body began trembling. 

She dared to look down at the woman between her legs and almost lost her mind at the sight of Tara’s face buried against her center. Closing her eyes and leaning back was the safer option for now, JJ decided. Everything was already overwhelming, Tara's touch somehow being too much and not enough at the same time. 

"More," JJ whimpered and Tara understood. 

She found no resistance from JJ's body when she carefully let two of her fingers enter her. Just a few more moments passed until JJ finally found relief, the sounds of her ecstasy falling from her lips while her body pulsated around Tara's fingers. Tara helped her through her high before finding her place beside JJ once more. 

Tara kissed her lover’s cheek, certain that she had never seen JJ looking more beautiful than in that exact moment. That innocent gesture wasn't enough for either of them, their lips quickly finding each other once more. 

"You're still wearing too many clothes," JJ snickered as she reached around Tara's back to undo her bra. 

The remaining pieces of fabric were soon dropped to the floor, giving JJ unlimited access to Tara’s skin. Without ever breaking their kiss, JJ let her hands wander over Tara's body, eager to explore every curve and dip within reach. The softness she felt under her fingertips was not unlike the warm and fuzzy feeling filling her chest. 

When her hand descended further down Tara's body, JJ felt her pulling back from the kiss. 

"Do you not want this?" JJ softly asked. 

"No, I do want this. I just need you to know that you don't have to."

JJ smiled at Tara's words and breathed, "I know, but I really want to. I have thought about it for weeks." 

Tara couldn't help but open her legs for JJ at her words. JJ gladly accepted the offer, her hand finally making contact with Tara's heat. When JJ felt the wetness practically dripping from her core, she couldn't help but moan. 

She took her time exploring the silken skin, almost as if she was trying to memorize each of Tara's reactions to her touch. Her folds felt so delicate against JJ's fingertips, a sensation she wouldn't be able to forget anytime soon. When JJ focussed her attention on the little bud, Tara began singing her praise in the form of moans and sighs escaping her throat. 

Tara's palm made contact with JJ's hand, leading it towards her entrance. Timidly she let one finger glide into her, any hesitation quickly forgotten once she was certain that Tara was ready for their bodies to connect like this. Adding a second finger, JJ moved her hand against Tara's core, focussing on the feeling of being enveloped by her. 

Tara felt herself becoming greedy once more, unable to wait to experience JJ in the same way. Her hand made contact with JJ thigh while she purred, "I need to feel you."

JJ adjusted her position to make space for Tara's hand, gasping when she made contact with her still sensitive folds. There was no time to be wasted when Tara let her fingers enter JJ's body. They worked their hands against each other's cores while fervently kissing one another. 

Each moan was caught by the other's lips, only ever separating when the need for air got too overwhelming. They felt as if they might melt into each other as they chased their sweet relief. Together they entered a state of pure bliss, Tara falling over the edge just a few moments before JJ fell apart for the second time that evening. 

They found their home inside each other's arms with heaving chests and mouths gasping for air. It was as if time stood still as long as they held each other close, the erratic drums inside the other’s chest impossible to ignore. With gentle fingertips JJ drew random shapes on Tara's skin, smiling to herself when they morphed into little hearts. 

And for the first time in what felt forever, JJ could finally indulge in the sweetness life had to offer. 

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Mom!Em Fic Recs

@bau-babygirl requested: Fics featuring Emily as a mom [X]

JJ/Emily + Kids

[Find all of these and more fluff in my Domestic Jemily collection on AO3]

Mother's Day by w00t4ewan (me) Rated: G || WC: 715 Summary: Henry helps Emily surprise JJ on Mother's Day

Dreams Do Come True by w00t4ewan Rated: G || WC: 2000 Summary: Emily and JJ take Henry to Disneyworld on their first family vacation.

Breakfast by w00t4ewan Rated: G || WC: 840 Summary: Emily tries to let JJ sleep in and winds up with her hands full of a certain toddler.

Love is an Open Door by w00t4ewan Rated: G || WC: 1010 Summary: Emily and Henry work together to plan an unforgettable evening for JJ.

Jemily Ficlet Archives by w00t4ewan Rated: M || WC: 31,000+ Summary: An unrelated collection of Jemily ficlets and headcanons which were originally posted on my tumblr and up until now hadn't been shared on AO3.

Sand by @otahkoapisiakii (Phoenix_Falls) Rated: G || WC: 2630 Summary: JJ and Emily incorporate Henry in their wedding ceremony

Steps by Phoenix_Falls Rated: G || WC: 4670 Summary: Modified prompt from tumblr: "you asked me to the store with you and your child, and now my distant relative we met thinks im married with a baby"

Darwin by Phoenix_Falls Rated: G || WC: 831 Summary: Henry has an odd nickname. Likely takes place in the same verse as Steps, but 11 years later Mittens and Hats by @velutluna Rated: G || WC: 1944 Summary: JJ and Emily take their sons for a walk in a winter wonderland.

Perfect by velutuna Rated: G || WC: 660 Summary: A perfect evening at the home of the Prentiss-Jareau family.

Happy Birthday! by @ellegreenawayslover Rated: G || WC: 2028 Summary: Emily’s feelings during her birthday, her feelings years ago, and how she finally is truly happy with her life and how it turned out.

Morning Cartoons and Middle Names by @vhsrights Rated: G || WC: 2634 Summary: A shift in the numbers on his digital clock indicated that the time had arrived. 7:15 am. No sound of an alarm echoed through the upper floor of the Prentiss-Jareau house. There was pin-drop silence, and then the quiet chaos began.

Bonus: My Master List of MomEm Headcanons & Fanworks

Other Fics: Emily + Kids

A Year in the Life by @gaelic-symphony (thelarkascending) Tara/Emily || Rated: T || WC: 8455 Summary: Twelve vignettes from the married life of Tara Lewis and Emily Prentiss, written for the Year of the OTP writing challenge.

handprints on my soul by @prrentiss (unitchiefprentiss) Tara/Emily || Rated: T || WC: 32,000+ Summary: tara and emily after the events of just a dream. Maternal Instinct by thelarkascending Alex/Emily || Rated: G || WC: 1207 Summary: Motherhood brings with it complicated feelings for new moms Emily and Alex. Written for the CM fandom gift exchange Halloween Interlude by w00t4ewan Tara/Emily || Rated: G || WC: 1573 Maternal Instinct by thelarkascending Alex/Emily || Rated: G || WC: 1207 Summary: Motherhood brings with it complicated feelings for new moms Emily and Alex. Written for the CM fandom gift exchange

Bluey Mom by @alexblakeisgay (ArwenLalaith) Alex/Emily || Rated: G || WC: 2713 Summary: The adventures of Emily Prentiss as she navigates running the BAU, being a wife and mother, and her relationship with gender.

Oh, My Darling Clementine by ArwenLalaith Alex/Emily || Rated: G || WC: 930 Summary: Emily Prentiss is not above bribing her toddler daughter to get her to call her Mama…

Book Ends by ArwenLalaith Alex/Emily || Rated: G || WC: 18,500 Summary: Emily's life revolves around Lux - her four year old autistic daughter. She hasn't had a relationship since she got pregnant and certainly isn't looking to start one when she meets Alex Blake: phenom children's author.

Alex's life since her husband left and her son passed has revolved around writing and little else. She's been a recluse for years when her agent finally convinces her to make an appearance at her latest book launch. Little does she know, she's about to meet a four year old girl that will change her life....

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CM Wrong Recipient Writing Challenge 🎁

Hey everyone, I’m back with another monthly challenge! For the months of November AND December, I am formally challenging any willing writer to take a stab at writing fanfiction including a Wrong/Mistaken Recipient using their choice of Criminal Minds characters! Reader, Original Character, Character/Characterships, Gen/Platonicfics are allowed! Please check out the Rules below the Keep Reading.

There are a LOT of prompts below the cut, so keep going!

(**This is NOT a request list for me—this is a prompt list of other writers! Feel free to request from someone else, and be sure to let them know about the challenge!)

SFW Prompts 🙈

The BAU arrests the wrong person

The flower delivery guy really messes things up

Character grabs the wrong person to kiss at NYE

Character leaves a voicemail for the wrong person

Character grabs the wrong person’s hand in public

Character receives an awkward text from an unknown number (or one they haven’t spoken to in a long time)

Character throws a snowball at their friend… but misses (and hits their crush/an attractive stranger instead)

Talking to different people on multiple phone lines can get really confusing

Somehow Character got on someone's super silly Christmas Card mailing list

There’s a mixup of notebooks and Character finds writings/drawings... of them

Character receives a package they weren't expecting and finds an even more unexpected item inside

The team recounts all the times Penelope said something inappropriate to the wrong person on the phone

Character has been sending messages to their loved one after they passed (they never expected a response)

Character pulls a prank against a fun-loving coworker, but their significantly less playful coworker triggers it

Character leaves an anonymous letter confessing their love, but the recipient insists it can’t be for them

Character enlists Penelope’s help in hacking into someone’s device to delete an unintended message

Anything else you can think of!

Keep Reading for more Prompts and the Challenge Rules!

Dialogue Prompts 🙉

“Oh, God. Wrong house.”

“New phone, who’s this?”

“So… who is (intended recipient name)?”

“Baby, I can be whoever you want me to be.”

“Any chance we can pretend you didn’t see that?”

“No matter what you do, do NOT open that.” “Too late.”

“I’m not complaining, but I don’t think that was for me.”

“What’s the point of the unsend button if it tells them that I unsent something?!”

“This is definitely the wrong number but, seriously, did you think that line would work?”

“I actually can come to the phone right now with a very special message that your mother is a—!”

NSFW Prompts 🙊

Character is a stripper at the wrong party

Character receives scandalous selfies from a coworker

Characters buy books together but take the wrong ones home (at least one of them is erotica)

Character wanted to gift a friend a sex toy as a joke and they used the same wrapping paper for their crush’s gift

Character sends their friend a detailed review of their recent sexual encounter… and accidentally sends it to the person they’re reviewing

There’s confusion and two BAU members end up with the same hotel room (Character walks in to find their coworker completely nude)

Character is waiting for an unsub in a confessional booth (the unsub doesn't show, but someone else confesses unholy thoughts)

Rules

Your fic can be a Reader insert, an Original Character, a character/character ship, a platonic ship, or a Gen fic. It can feature any Criminal Minds character. AUs and crossovers are more than welcome.

Tag me in the fic, or send the link to me in a Direct Message. It can be already written, or you can write it for the challenge - I collect both! You can also tag “#mentioningmargins”

The fic can be any genre, but ONLY send me smut if your bio states you are 18+. I DO NOT WANT smut written by minors. Ever. At all. I will check. Platonic ships and pure, fluffy fics are 100% allowed. Please also include some indication of rating if it is NSFW.

Please include Content Warnings and a one-sentence Summary of the fic in your post. For xReader fics, PLEASE specify if your reader is Female, Male, or Gender Neutral.

Have fun!

The Masterlist of fics will be posted around December 30 If you finish after that, no problem - just send me the fic once you’re done and I’ll add it after-the-fact!

Feel free to message me if you want help developing a plot, have any questions, or just want to gush about your fic. I’m happy to help, and I’m happy you’re here ❤️

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S17e6 live reactions!

Spoilers...obviously

i'm kinda nervous to watch this because i saw someone's post on e6 before this on garvez and they weren't happy... let's see because we're def getting pen and luke interaction this ep bc of the whole tyler ex gf thing

i'm like 95% confident that this is a dream...

okay def a dream because luke is hurt

reminds me of that dream spence had close to the end of s15

what a strange song to have emily sing

okay even dream dead emily is sad :( bring her back from the dead pls (again)

yep... dream

poor papa pasta :(

emily singing will haunt me forever

i like how CM can be scary when it wants to be

aw even after 20 years, emily, jj and pen will be my favorite trio

OH MY GOD rossi's really feeling the trauma

wait this is so sad :(

you're not fine, dave. none of you are fine. PG had the right idea leaving the BAUwh

jj what are you getting at????? luke? i kinda wish it was about luke, but i knew it was about emily

beige, wasting time, and bad kissing?? why is that so penelope garcia coded?

god jj just takes care of everyone but herself, mamabear!jj is my fav

Penelope, pls don't be jealous, he's not worth it

how are garvez so normal after last week? at least their friendship is never in question

why is it awkward luke? because you're in love with pen?

okay i don't mind me some greencia banter, but they did NOT date

jfc dave needs a therapist

aww tara's the best man

kinda love the team knows each other so well, they can talk and listen without words. it's kinda beautiful

OH MY GOD i kinda predicted what tara said about "sitting quietly"

you're safe dave, we promise. we all love u

jj don't make it darker i can barely see the show as it is

i love high!emily, man

i will be using emily's chopsticks trick going forward

"delicious but insufferable" is my new catchphrase

"emily elizabeth prentiss"

super hot latino/a is penelope's type too ;)

damn pen's is roasting him and i kinda love it

i like the parallel of garvez interrogating teresa and tyler about the relationship - i know they have different purposes for doing so, but in my opinion still keeps them connected in a way - so i'll take what i can get

tara's right

luke looks so impressed and kinda turned on by pen's hacking primer - i love it; i know it's just adam, not scripted, but i appreciate that kirsten and adam keep us happy and delulu

"new friend"

i just realized this is the ultimate love square (pen, luke, teresa, tyler)

WHY are you talking about the "sticky chemistry"

penelope's a lot mature than she's acting about this, i mean they are all in their 30-40's and should be able to be honest about their FEEELINGS

god I love how much luke hates tyler

chaotic emily is kinda terrifying

"just run through the field and catch all that rye" HAHAH FUCKING LOVE YOU EMILY

emily you know she loves cheetos why would you leave them out

lmao high!jj

oh this is the elevator scene from the trailer where the walls collapse in

this show can be very scary when it wants to be (hasn't been for me in a while because i rewatch and know what's gonna happen)- and I like that they're leaning into it

lol are they hinting that they were both attracted to tyler because they have grief-related trauma and he's a good, desperate short-term solution

oh my god they were not dating

OH MY GOD I LOVE THAT LUKE AND TYLER HATE EACH OTHER

sir, agent alvez sir, need i remind you that only 7 years ago you were also the lone wolf type?

"rattle off a list of your victims you know, besides penelope and teresa" GO OFF LUKE ALVEZ OMG

this is weirdly hot

"ever take matters into your own hands, luke?" is that a thinly-veiled comment about the fact that everyone knows about his feelings but he is yet to do anything about it yet? or am i too much of a garvez shipper and i'm reading garvez into every pen or luke interaction on this show

aw ex bf and boyf bonding!

"who have you pissed off recently?" lol besides you lukey?

why is voit doing sit-ups? man, he is weird

why don't they call him "Lee?" i feel like it would affect him more

62!?

god voit's a good profiler

elias has strong daddy issues and i think he needs dave's approval

what is he repressing? krystall?

oh my god voit's such a good villain

yeah man, don't date tyler if you don't want your trust violated or safety threateneed

oh my god are jj and em gonna fight?

no don't tease a relationship between teresa and luke please i can't

OMG, we finally got a GARVEZ confession!!!

"she knows i love her" luke you're breaking my heart, he sounded so sad :(

but also --- does she know? y'all never said it... and she needs the words said to her. she's not great with subtext, luke

i love that teresa's not letting him excuse his feelings or his inaction

GOD NO DO NOT DATE EACH OTHER I CAN'T TAKE LUKE DATING SOMEONE ELSE RIGHT NOW PLS

no elias, you ARE a fan boy

"honestly" "trust me" those words don't mean anything coming from you elias

god guys you're so much smarter than him, please stop trusting him PLEASE

"this was fun, dave!" god elias just likes fucking with them

yay!! tyler character development

i simultaneously love and hate this tyler / luke bromance

"we are stronger than anyone gives us credit for" YES SO TRUE I LOVE THESE TWO WITH ALL MY HEART

"it gives me you" aw, jemily fans are gonna lose their mind aren't they, but also they're my fav bff duo

"let's fucking go" LOVE YOU EMILY SO HARD

wtf teresa; oh my god this love square is going to kill me

"north star is us, the BAU" DAMN that's powerful

[neysaadept]

Prometheus Chapter 13 Snippet #2

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“She said no,” Rebecca responded frumpily and tossed her phone down by the furthest cushion. “I really thought she’d come.”

“I’m not,” Tara states emphatically without thinking before taking a sip from the wine glass. They had chosen a cabernet sauvignon to have while watching the movie Till, and the bottle was ready for refills on the coffee table.

Rebecca’s head snaps at Tara with much curiosity. “And what’s that supposed to mean?”

Tara stopped in mid-sip realizing she was in trouble. “Uh …”

“Don’t uuuuuh me.” She pries the drink from Tara’s hand and sets in on the table. “What’s going on with her that I don’t know because last time I remember, I was her friend first. Which means, I’m on a need to know basis on what you clowns at the BAU have done to her.”

“Hey! What makes you think it’s us?” Tara declared with a tinge of hurt.

“Who else could it be?” she retorts with confidence and goes into lawyer mode. “The only variable that has changed with her since I’ve known her is working with the FBI as a consultant with the BAU. And I know your department's track record with drama. So, please tell the jury who else could have upset Agent Whitlock. And remember,” she pauses to bop Tara’s nose with a fingertip, “you’re under oath.”