#trans emily prentiss

[jenny-from-the-bau]

Emily Prentiss binding

Emily Prentiss packing

Emily Prentiss in men's suits

Emily Prentiss in chunky watches and thick belts

Emily Prentiss with soft tummy hair

Emily Prentiss in penny loafers

[arwenlalaith]

Bluey Mom (Ch. 2)

Ship: Alex Blake/Emily Prentiss

Summary: Today's episode of Bluey Mom is called Names.

Word Count: 440

“Momily, is Dylan a boy’s name?”

Emily looked up from her phone where she was typing out a quick text message to let Alex know they were on the way home from the park. “Who said it was?” she asked.

DJ shrugged. “Is it?”

“Well, it’s not that simple...” she started to explain.

With an exasperated sigh, DJ stomped her foot. “Momily...”

Emily couldn’t help but smile at her daughter’s attitude, given that it was something she’d definitely come by honestly. “There’s no such thing as a boy name or a girl name,” she explained. “Just like there aren’t boy colours and girl colours, right?”

“Right,” DJ agreed. They walked along in silence for several minutes, hand in hand. Then, “Is Emily a girl’s name or a boy name?”

“I thought we just agreed there’s no such thing as girl’s names or boy’s names?” Emily replied.

Ignoring the reminder, DJ glanced up at her with curious eyes. “’Cause Emily is for girls, but you used to be a boy...”

They’d always been very open with DJ about her transition, though they had to simplify it for her age, and encouraged her to ask questions when she had them. They never wanted her to feel confused or uncomfortable or unsafe when it came to sex and gender.

“Well, Emily wasn’t always my name,” she explained, “When I was born my mom and dad named me Elijah. When I transitioned, I chose a new name, one that fit me better.”

“Oh.” Another long silence. “I like Emily,” she declared at length.

Raising a brow, she asked, “Why?”

“’Cause you’re Emily,” she said simply.

“Do you like your name?” Emily asked, suddenly curious.

DJ thought on that for a long time – so long that Emily wasn’t entirely sure she was going to answer at all. At length, she said, “It’s okay... but I like Clover better.”

“Clover?” Emily repeated. “That’s a pretty name. Where did you hear it?” DJ shrugged again, but didn’t accompany it with a verbal reply. “Tell you what...” Emily continued, “We can try it out and if you like it, maybe we’ll change it. Okay?”

She was only four, of course, so they weren’t going to do anything on the whims of a preschooler, but Emily wanted to make sure that she felt she had a voice in matters concerning her autonomy and if she wanted to change names as frequently as her underwear, that was a small price to pay for having a well-adjusted and happy daughter.

[frankiebirds]

the scene in 3x19 where garcia is showing reid the photo of teenage goth emily reminded me of this phenomenal fic. i think i read the other fics in the series too although my memory of them is hazy. anyway. very good.

[0o-junebug-o0]

I know you don't see Emily as anything but a lesbian but could you possibly do a trans reader? It can trans non-binary or masc like a demi boy, but they're afraid to come out to Emily because she is very open that she's gay?

Coming Out

Here you go!

genre: angst and fluff, hurt/comfort

cw: coming out, trans masc!reader, no use of y/n, panic attacks

wordcount: 1.2k

You pace back and forth across the living room, taking deep, steadying breaths to try to calm yourself. You groan in frustration and sit on the edge of the couch, burying your head in your hands. You can feel your hands shaking.

You’re terrified. You’ve been dating Emily for almost two years. You live together. How do you tell her you’re not the girl she started dating? And you have no idea what it will mean for your relationship when you do. Emily is a lesbian. She likes women. And you’re not a woman. 

You lean back and run your hands over your chest, reveling in the flatness. Your binder arrived three weeks ago. You had made sure it would be delivered while Emily was on a case. You immediately hid it, and have only worn it while Emily is out of town and there’s no chance of her seeing it. 

It makes you feel so incredibly guilty.

She’s your girlfriend. You shouldn’t be hiding stuff from her. 

You adjust the binder with a grunt. It’s still uncomfortable to wear since you haven’t gotten used to it yet, but it’s worth it. You check your watch. Emily should be home in a few minutes. You don’t want to ambush her with this the second she walks through the door but you’ve been hyping yourself up all week and if you don’t do it soon, you’re not sure you ever will. 

Still, you’re scared. What if she breaks up with you because you’re not a woman? What if she gets mad that you didn’t tell her sooner? What if this makes her hate you?

A panicked sob bubbles up your throat and you curl in on yourself, hugging your stomach to try to calm down. You can feel your heart rate picking up as you gasp for air. 

You force yourself to take deep breaths and the shakiness of each inhale is audible. Then you hear Emily’s key turning in the lock and your panic increases. She’s here, she’s going to see you like this, she’s going to hate you. 

She calls your name from the entryway as she moves around and even though that’s still the name you use, the sound causes a sob to tear from your chest. You hear Emily freeze. You clap a hand over your mouth, and though you desperately want to get up and lock yourself in the bathroom to hide, your body won’t cooperate. 

You hear Emily’s footsteps coming toward the living room and your breathing picks up until you’re hyperventilating and gasping between sobs.

“Woah, hey, hey,” Emily says softly, sitting beside you on the couch. “What’s going on? What happened?” She rests her hand on your back and starts rubbing soothing circles.

You practically shove your body against hers, not caring that you're staining her shirt with your tears, just desperate to touch her in case this is the last time you can. “P-please don’t hate me,” you wail.

“Oh, sweetie,” Emily mutters kindly. “I could never hate you.”

You curl your fingers into the front of her shirt and cling to it like a lifeline. “You don’t—you don’t know that,” you sob.

“I do know that,” Emily reassures you.

You sniff and pull away, untangling your hands from her shirt. You look her in the eyes for a moment, noticing the clear concern written on her face. You lift your hand and hold out your pinkie. “Pi-pinkie promise?” you stutter. You feel like a child for asking, but you’re so desperate for her answer that you can’t bring yourself to care. 

Emily removes her hand from your back and curls her pinkie around yours. “Pinkie promise.”

You sniff again and unlatch your pinkie to rub your face. Emily’s hand returns to your back. 

“I—“ you start. You can feel your chin wobble and you bite on your lower lip to stop it. You bow your head, too afraid to watch the changes in her expression as you tell her. “I’m not a girl.”

You feel Emily’s hand still for a moment before it starts moving again. She doesn’t say anything, waiting for you to continue.

“I’m non binary. Or at least that’s what feels like it fits. Pl-please, don’t be mad! I understand if you want to break u—"

“Woah, hey,” Emily interrupts. “I’m not mad, I promise. But do–do you want to break up?” Her voice is wary and it shakes slightly.

Your head shoots up to look at her. “No! Never!” you insist. “But I–I thought you might want to.”

“What on Earth could make you think that?” Emily asks. There isn’t a hint of malice or annoyance in her voice. Just curiosity and concern.

“Be-because you’re a lesbian. And I’m not a girl,” you mutter.

“Oh, sweetheart. I don’t care about that,” Emily coos. “You’re so much more important to me than what I call myself. I love you for you, not for your gender. I don’t care what you identify as, I will always love you.”

Tears stream down your cheeks and you wipe them away violently. “Th-thank you,” you gasp.

“Oh, honey.” Emily pulls you against her chest, holding you close and moving her hand to rub up and down your arm. “There’s nothing to thank me for.”

“Yes, there is,” you argue, your voice muffled against her.

Emily presses a kiss to the top of your head instead of arguing. “I do have some questions I want to ask, though, if that’s okay.”

You nod against her chest and tilt your head to look up at her.

She smiles down at you kindly. “Do you, um, do you want to go by a different name?” she asks awkwardly.

You shake your head. 

“What about pronouns?”

“I like they/them, but I’m not sure,” you admit. “And I don’t like being called a girl.”

Emily nods. “Okay. That's good to know. I, um, I might mess up sometimes at first but I promise I'll be doing my best.”

“That’s all I want,” you whisper, and press a kiss to her chin. 

She smiles and lowers her head to catch your lips for a brief kiss.

“How long have you known?” Emily asks softly.

You hum and furrow your brow as you try to think back. “Maybe five months,” you say. “I’m sorry I didn’t tell you sooner.”

“Hey, I’m not upset about that. I could never be. Coming out is hard.”

“I bought myself a binder a few weeks ago too,” you admit.

Emily’s brow furrows in confusion. “A binder?”

You nod. “It’s a compression garment, kind of like a beefed up sports bra, that flattens your chest.” You lean back and run your hands over your chest to show her. “See?”

“Impressive,” Emily says with a slight laugh.

You laugh in response. “Yeah. I, um, I really like it. It makes me happy. And feel right. If that makes sense.”

Emily nods and pulls you in for another kiss. “It does. And I’m glad.”

“You’re the best,” you whisper against her lips.

“I know,” she teases. 

You laugh and lightly bat her shoulder and Emily laughs too.

“I love you, sweet thing,” she mutters. 

You hum. “I love you too. And I like that nickname.”

Emily chuckles. “Better than 'sweet girl'?”

“Much better.”

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The Intern (bau x ftm!reader)

Ever since you could remember, all you wanted to do was to be a profiler (okay so it started out a 'policeman' but when you learnt that profilers were a thing, you want to be one). And now, here you were, a college student interning for the FBI over summer. You were young, barely just turned twenty, not yet old enough to drink. You were just about to start your final year of college in two and a half months. And those months (starting today) would be spent interning for the BAU. Granted, the unit chief, Agent Hotchner (and your God Father), had pulled a few strings and had promised that you would not just be going on coffee runs. You could not wait. 

Prologue

Week One

Week Two 

Week Three

Week Four

Week Five

Week Six

Week Seven

Week Eight

Week Nine

Week Ten

Epilogue 

The vibes I'm going for is reader is Gen Z and the time the crimes are happening is now (so like if its set season 3, season 3 is in 'now time' if that makes sense)

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gender fluid spencer reid hc that when the team notices he's feeling more fem/less comfortable with being masc, they'll switch to "reid" (if they were in a setting where they'd usually call him spencer) or pen/penny (which got a little confusing with penelope at first but she was more than happy to share).

derek will switch from "pretty boy" to "kid" or sometimes "pretty girl" when they're in private bc spencer gets self conscious in public

jj helps him with makeup that's subtle and more androgynous, and always carries makeup wipes in case he gets dysphoric

penelope paints spencer's nails and takes him shopping, making him feel better about buying more fem clothes by getting the flashiest outfits she can find to draw attention away from him

hotch was already adamant about correcting people when they don't use "doctor" for reid before he came out, but (with permission) he doubles down on it when he notices more masculine terms are making spencer uncomfortable

emily is also gnc/genderfluid and they'll swap clothes (when they'll fit) sometimes. they hype each other up (and penelope, who's gnc) and help each other when they're feeling dysphoric

[lesbiantaylorswiftstan]

Five Times Emily Calls JJ by the Wrong Name (And One Time She Doesn’t)

Pairing: Jemily

Rating: General Audiences

Summary: Since coming out as trans, JJ has been struggling to find a new name. Emily takes it upon herself to come up with a name for her partner. So far, none of them have stuck.

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Hello could you possibly do a Emily prentiss x little ftm reader also what i mean by little is age regression

Emily Prentiss x Little!FtM!Reader

FEM ALIGNED DNI/CIS MEN DNI

Pronouns: You, He/Him

Drabble; Fluff

Summary: You decide to rewind after work and start regressing. It was fun until someone visited and panic ensues, that is until you realize it was your caregiver.

This fic won't focus on being trans as much as it will be focusing on age regression. There will be a mention of binding but it will all be safe!

Yes i can!! Thank you for my first request 🥹🥹 Also i haven't watched Criminal Minds in ages so I hope that this is close to how she is in the show!! Also Im sorry this took so long I kept on changing the plot 😞😞

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It was a normal workday, nothing out of the ordinary happening. You were driving home, the sound of cars calming you further. You pulled into your driveway and made it into your house. You took a small shower and threw your binder back on, deciding to keep it on until the eight hour mark hit. You made a small snack and went into to your room and got your little gear out.

You put on some music and started to color. A knock sounded at the door but you were to focused on your coloring to hear. As you were finishing up your coloring, footsteps sounded in the hallway. You started to panic and tried to shove everything under your bed. Your door opened and you froze. As the tears started to well up in your eyes, you looked up at who was at the door.

Emily cooed looking at you. She crouched down and wiped the tears from your eyes. "Im sorry baby boy, did I scare you?" You sniffled a little and nodded. "I'm very, very sorry little one, I didn't mean to." She kisses your forehead. "Let's get this place a little cleaned up for you, hm?" You nodded, pushing all your stuff around. As she started organizing your stuff, you played with her hair, gently braiding pieces together.

She looked back at you and smiled. She picked you up and placed you on her hip, carrying you to you bed so you can play there. "Would you like me to make you another snack hon?" she asked you, brushing your hair away from your face. "Mhm," you responded, making grabby hands at her. Picking you up, she went to the kitchen and made you another snack.

Everything else went smoothly, you tuckered yourself out and was on the brink of sleep. "I know you're tired darling, but I need to take off your binder. We need to make sure you are sleeping so well, don't we?" You whined a little, not wanting to take it off. "Oh I know, I know baby boy, but we need to be safe." Huffing, you lifted up your arms and she took the binder off. "Good job," she said, pecking your nose. You giggled a little, yawning after.

"Alright now it's bed time!" Tucking you in, she started to sing a little lullaby, only aiding your tiredness. You fell into dreamland, warm and cozy.

[ssa-atlas-alvez]

The Intern | Prologue

A/N: Oh look, another series *sweats nervously*

Overview: (Y/N), with the help of his godfather Aaron, manages to get an internship with the behavioural analysis unit.

Warnings: None

Ever since you could remember, all you wanted to do was to be a profiler (okay so it started out a 'policeman' but when you learnt that profilers were a thing, you want to be one). And now, here you were, a college student interning for the FBI over summer. You were young, barely just turned twenty, not yet old enough to drink. You were just about to start your final year of college in two and a half months. And those months (starting today) would be spent interning for the BAU. Granted, the unit chief, Agent Hotchner (and your God Father), had pulled a few strings and had promised that you would not just be going on coffee runs. You could not wait. 

Aaron had reassured you that the team would be accepting of you, knowing that you were transgender and was worried as to what the team would think, and that he would be the only one aware of the situation. He also outlined some 'non-negotiable' rules - such as, no wearing a binder for longer than the recommended time, if you were struggling with testosterone shots (or anything) you could go to him, if you were struggling whatsoever about anything you were to talk to him. You had obviously agreed to this - they seemed reasonable enough. He also reassured you that the team would not know, unless you wanted them to - which you opted out of for the time being. 

And now, you were stood in the elevator, watching the screen, blue backpack on, clutching the strap tightly. To be honest, you were bricking it. You had made sure to dress smart casual (whatever that meant), and so, wore jeans, a short sleeved t-shirt that was a size too big (for comfort), and a zip up hoodie. That was smart casual right? Either way it was too late to go home and change. 

The lift gave a soft ding and the doors opened. You gave Aaron a smile when you see him waiting for you. 

"I'm afraid introductions will have to be short," He said, already making his way to the round table room. "We've already got a case. Do you have a go bag?" When you nodded, he continued, "Good, it'll be all hands on deck."

And with that, he opens the door and ushers you in.

[imagining-in-the-margins]

🌈 CM Pride Fics ❤️

Hey everyone! Thank you so much to everyone who participated. I am so happy to share everyone’s hard work. If you have a oneshot or masterlist you’d like me to add, please send me a message - new additions are always welcome.

First, check out @blackbird-brewster's 🌈 Masterlist of Entries☀️: This lovely prolific writer has entered several fics, which include Jemily, Temily, Jara, and Je T’Emily fics! Check out their page for even more!

WLW Entries

Out Loud [Ao3] by @gaelic-symphony: [Gen] A series of short fics about Emily Prentiss coming out to each member of the BAU team.

Freedom-Seeking Hearts by @foxy-eva: [Emily/Reader] For how much longer will Emily and Reader be able to contain their freedom-seeking hearts?

Say Something by @mismatched-sockss: [Emily/Reader] Reader and Emily have been seeing each other for a while now but she can't keep being her secret.

Dress by @railingsofsorrow: [Emily/Reader] Reader is dressed in red, and Emily has a hard time wrapping her mind around the fact she wants to kiss her senseless. 

11:11 by @emberfrostlovesloki: [Emily/Reader] Penelope and Derek play matchmaker after Emily meets Reader, who’s allegedly off the market.

Bailed Out by @snixkers: [Elle/Reader] Elle has a crush on Reader. Elle doesn't want to.

Soft & Sweet by @foxy-eva: [Jara, NSFW] A confession between Tara and JJ leads to a night full of soft and sweet moments

Red Wine Supernova by @snixkers: [Emily/Reader, NSFW] Reader teases Emily at a party and she decides she's had enough.

MLM Entries

Bi the Way by me: [S.R./Reader] Derek learns something very interesting about Spencer after he leaves his bag at his significant other’s house.

For There is Danger in Our Pining by @andiebeaword: [S.R./Reader] Spencer is falling for his new library pen pal. Spencer also has a blind date.

Happy Hydrangea by me: [S.R./TransMan!Reader] JJ is corrected in finding out Spencer has had a boyfriend for a while now.

Off the Top by me: [S.R./TransMan!Reader] Spencer is driving his boyfriend crazy after his top surgery.

The Calamity by @masterwords: [Hotchgan] A series dedicated to HIV/AIDS and how it has touched the lives of Morgan and Hotch (Morgan is HIV+).

Assorted Entries

Like Father, Like You by me: [S.R., Child!Reader] In which Spencer’s child comes out as not-straight.

Pair of Aces by me: [S.R./Reader, Asexual] Reader decides to share something with the team this Pride Month.

(In)visible by @foxy-eva: [S.R./Fem!Reader, Bisexual] There are a lot of obstacles for Reader as a queer woman, but she never thought falling in love with a man was one of them.

Proof of Concept? by @mimicdive: [S.R./AFAB!Reader, Bisexual] Reader feels insecure in their sexuality and Spencer offers validation.

Teacher's Pet by @emberfrostlovesloki: [Ally!Reader/Hotch] Jack’s teacher gets injured during the school day keeping her students safe, so Hotch goes to check on her that evening.

Euphoria by @blackbird-brewster: [Trans!JJ/Tara, NSFW] Jay recently came out as trans, but he still doesn't feel like the man he wants the world to know. His girlfriend, Tara, knows exactly how to help.

Fireworks by @blackbird-brewster: [Trans!JJ/Tara, NSFW] Tara gives her husband, Jay, a blow-job and a New Year's Eve he'll never forget.

Happy Reading!

P.S. If I missed your fic or you have a new one to add, feel free to send me a message. I would love to add it!