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Criminal Minds Imagines

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requests are open! it could take some time for us to get to it, but we will eventually! mobile masterlist coming soon! ;)
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Anonymous asked:

What type of requests do you allow?

Pretty much anything, but no smut😊

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Imagine being best friends with Spencer Reid //part 1.

Fandom: Criminal Minds

Image belongs to @loverboyreid.

  • You two often heard that you were nothing alike. Even the team wondered how the complete opposites that you two were could stand each other.
  • On the one hand, you could understand their point of view because you have also noticed the small changes in your and Spencer’s behavior when you were in the same room.
  • For example, you often ruffled his hair (you would kill for having such soft hair and that wasn’t a joke) but he never seemed to dislike or avoid it. When other people tried to touch him, he immediately moved away, even with things such as a simple handshake. Sure, he excused himself rambling about the germs and hygiene but it wasn’t like you were the only person in the world free of them, right? When you jokingly asked him about it, at first he didn’t know what to say, because he was closer with you than with anyone else.
  • “With you, it’s… calm,” was his final answer, hours after your question. You didn’t tease him about his abstract expression, because he has been thinking really hard, almost profiling himself.
  • You two would randomly chat while doing paperwork behind your desks and it would sometimes lead to very ‘geeky’ subjects. Morgan was the one mocking you the most about it.
  • “With so much brainstorm in this room, I think I’ll have to invest in some protection from thunderbolts.” “Really, Morgan? That was lame even for you.”
  • The team was surprised by how well you two cooperated. You weren’t one to outsmart the boy-genius, but your ‘human’ point of view on cases often allowed him to better understand what was on people’s minds and how would they really behave in theoretical situations.
  • Spencer wasn’t really fond of close relationships, even if it was only on friendship level, and it took quite some time for him to open up fully and consider spending his free time with you off-schedule. He liked to have everything in his life in its place as much as possible and he rarely let go of his habits, but he made an exception for you.
  • When he suggested that you could watch something at his place for once, you were so clearly shocked that he got red and started rambling something but stopped when you hugged him really tightly (but quickly, because he still hadn’t warmed up to long physical contact). You were so happy that he made this commitment, it made your whole day brighter.
  • “Woah, what a ray of sunshine! And this is the first day in a week I forgot my sunglasses…” “Shut up, Morgan.”
  • Your friendship grew slowly and you made sure not to push Spencer’s boundaries too much in one strike.
  • Spencer would find himself actually surprised by how easy talking to you was compared to pretty much everyone else. Even when he started to speak chaotically, you didn’t shush him or roll your eyes, instead telling him to slow down and explain it one more time, this time like for a kid.
  • You would often make him laugh and he honestly thinks it’s the most valuable gift he ever received from anyone. Even when he is surrounded by all his problems or saddened by his mother’s deteriorating condition, you are still able to make his day a little bit brighter, although he would never admit to it.
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hey guys! 

so i haven’t been able to go home in a while due to lack of funds, and i really want to go this summer. my grandmas aren’t doing too well and I want to be able to spend some time with them while i still can (the joys of living an ocean away…). i worked it out, and in order to pay for it, i would need to work about 45 hours per week on top of school, which i unfortunately can’t do. i’m already working overtime and all the extra shifts i can pick up, but i don’t think i’ll be able to make ends meet at this point.

however, i did open an etsy shop a little while ago! i turn old vinyl records into paintings, and you can check it out here! with a little extra income from this, there’s a chance i could afford to get home this summer. if you’re in a tight spot for money, it would help me more than you know to reblog this post. thanks a million guys! you have no idea how much i appreciate you even taking the time to read this <33

[also, i have a redbubble if you wanna check it out ;) ]

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commissions are BACK!

Hey! It’s Fi. So, with the revival of the blog, I thought I’d bring back commissions! You guys really seemed to like them, and since we’re super close to 3500 followers, I thought that maybe we could do a giveaway and use the money to buy a nice stash of presents for a lucky follower ;)

So!:

Fandoms I can write for:

  • Criminal Minds
  • Bones
  • Chicago Fire/Med
  • Person of Interest
  • House MD

And here’s the pricing breakdown:

Prices:

5,000-8,000 words - $5.50

8,001-10,000 words - $8.00

10,000 - 15,000 words - $10.00

Other options:

  • NSFW: +$1.00
  • Multi-Fandom: +$1.75

How to order:

  1. Decide which fandom/length you want for the fic, as well as other options you might want
  2. Either send me an ask through this blog or message me on my personal blog ( @emilyprenntiss )
  3. After I finish writing the fic, I will send you a 250-500 word sample of the fic. After payment is received through paypal, I will send you the whole fic ;)

Just a heads up, it could take me a while to finish up the commissions especially when it comes to the lengthier ones. Thank you so much guys!!! Hope you enjoy ;) If you have any questions, please let me know!

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Anonymous asked:

Do you do criminal minds suspect behavior imagines?

no, sorry!

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Blog Updates:

hey guys! It’s Fi. Here’s some things that’ll be happening here on the blog soon:

  • gif imagines!! send your requests in here 
  • some mini fics will be posted sometime soon!
  • text imagines might be making their way back for a short time only ;)
  • we’re so close to hitting 3.5k followers!! look out for a potential celebration when that happens ;)
  • commissions will be back soon! but this time they’ll have a different purpose
  • and lastly, we are taking submissions! If you have a fic you’d like to submit, just send it in here! We’ll take care of editing, formatting and everything like that
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Hey guys, it’s Fi!

So I know the blog’s been kind of dead lately. With the start of school and my new job, I haven’t really had time to write, but I plan to change that soon!

In the mean time, if you could check out my etsy shop (and maybe reblog this post?) it’d help me out a BUNCH and free up so much of my time to write. Thank you so much! You guys are the best, and we don’t deserve you ;)

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“Put them all here! Come on, hurry!” You watched as the young boy squealed and jumped in excitement the moment you walked back in the apartment. You poured the paper bag’s content on the kitchen table and watched as the young boy’s eyes glinted. What seemed like hundreds of shining colorful caramels, gummy and rock candies flew out of the bag packed in shiny, glossy wrappers. It had been a long night of trick-and-treating, but it all seemed worth it once you realized your whole prize was going to serve a 3 month worth candy supply. The boy shouted in happiness and you laughed at your accomplishment.

“Henry,” You said gently, “What do you say we put this away and get you ready for dinner?” The boy nodded.

You fried simple scrambled eggs and ate them together with Henry. After dinner, he wanted to eat some candy, so you allowed it, under the condition that he does not tell J.J.

Bath time was what followed. Henry found bubbly baths extremely amusing. He’d splash the water around and make a mess around the bathtub. You’d sit by the bath and make sure he was alright. You’d beg him not to make a big mess, but Henry was a witty boy. Cheerful kid, that young boy.

The nights when you had to watch Henry were getting more and more common. J.J.’s job was demanding, and you understood that. Besides, you liked Henry. You had hope in your and J.J.’s relationship and wanted to have a good relationship with Henry too.

After Henry had been bathed, you put him to bed.

“Tell me a story.” He whispered, his voice muffled under the covers.

“Alright,” You cleared your throat, “I’ll tell you my favorite. A story about a poor man on a winter night in Czech Republic. It was very cold and the beggar was very hungry, but he had nothing but an old rusty nail in his pocket. But no one would let him in their home to warm up. After hours of wandering through the streets, finally he was let in a home of an old widow who only said she’d let him warm up before her fire place. After looking around her living room, he noticed she had a pantry filled with food, but when he asked her for some, she said she had none. So he told her he could make her the best soup she will have ever eaten with just one rusty nail. The widow was surprised. She set a copper cauldron over the stove and filled it with water. The beggar threw the nail in and waited for the water to boil. After some 10 minutes, he told the widow the soup needed some salt and pepper. She fetched it at once. He tasted the salted water and said it missed one or two carrots and some meat. The widow fetched that too, chopped it up and threw it in. He then advised her to throw in some potatoes too, if she had them, because they went excellent with meat. After she added that too, he tasted it once more and turned down the fire. He asked the widow to join him. She agreed, almost excitedly. She set the table and took out some bread and wine. They talked and laughed all night long. She eventually let the beggar stay the night in the guest room. And in the morning, as she was seeing him out, she admitted she’s never had such a tasty soup before and asked the beggar how he did that. He simply said he had nothing to thank, but his rusty nail. After they said their goodbyes, he put it back in his pocket and wondered whether he’d need it that night.“ You finished the story and looked over to Henry.

“Goodnight.” You whispered. “Goodnight, Y/N.” You got up and went for the door.

“I liked the story. A lot.” He said before you left. You smiled, “Sleep now.”

You closed the door behind you and collapsed on the sofa in exhaustion.

You woke up some 20 minutes later to laughter. You jumped up to find J.J. and some people, to you unfamiliar, around her. It was only then you realized you were still in your witch costume, with your hair all frizzled up and your makeup made to look scary.

"Y/N, these are my colleagues, Morgan, Prentiss, Garcia and Reid.” J.J. smiled and pointed to every one of them as she introduced them. “Y/N, pleasure to meet you.” “I take it you and Henry had fun.” “He’s asleep in his bedroom.”

“Well, we better leave.” Prentiss said. “See you J.J.” The team saw themselves out. It was from that moment they knew they had nothing to worry about.

“Y/N,” J.J. scooped herself besides you on the sofa, “Thank you for looking after Henry.” She stroked your cheeks. “I’ll make it up to you.” She said as she started kissing your neck.

“Can’t wait.” You smiled.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~anonymous~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

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3,000 Followers!!! Yay!!

so we recently hit 3k followers and I just wanna thank all of you on behalf of all of the writers!! I know we haven’t been too consistent with uploading fics, and I can’t tell you how much I appreciate that you guys have stuck with us!! 

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Anonymous asked:

"this is what you woke me up for": Reid - reader is taking a nap in the police station whilst they're working late and Reid gets excited for something. They don't realise the rest of the team is watching them. p.s. i hope i did this right i've never sent an ask before!

“(Y/N)! (Y/N), wake up!” Spencer called out ecstatically. You groaned, refusing to open your eyes. It had been hard enough managing to fall asleep on the hard wooden bench, and you weren’t going to give up all that effort now. You had been awake for 32 hours straight. You needed this nap.

“You’re never gonna believe this!” He says, looking like an excited puppy.

“Spencerrrrrr,” you moan. “Go away.” You tried to say without sounding rude.

“I know you’re tired, but you’re never gonna believe this! Murray Gell-Mann is in town! He’s giving a lecture at a local college. I could finally talk to him about his work with elementary particles!”

You opened one eye. “This is what you woke me up for?” You said flatly.

“Well… yeah. The rest of the team is working on the profile and I’ve already narrowed down the geographic profile. You’re the only one I could talk to." 

You looked past Reid into the office space the rest of the BAU was assembled in. Morgan and Prentiss were staring over at you, not noticing that you had caught them. You silently prayed for one of them to take Spencer off your hands. You loved his rants, you really did. The way he did all these quirky little hand motions as he talked at the speed of light. But you needed sleep.

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8 with Garcia please :) (for the prompt thing)

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8: You’re not fine. Your eyes are all red, like you’ve been crying.

Hey, sorry sweet cheeks. Looks like it’s gonna be another late night. Penelope texted you. 

Ok. I’ll call the restaurant. You sighed and texted back, biting your inner cheek.

I’m sorry, cheree. I promise I’ll make it up to you. You glared at your phone with a spiteful gaze. This was the fourth time this month Garcia had cancelled plans. She always said she’d make it up to you, and you were still waiting for her to come through on that promise. You knew her job was demanding, but you were dating. You were her girlfriend. Didn’t you deserve some time as well?

You didn’t answer her. You turned off your phone and threw it to the other side of the couch. You reluctantly headed back to your bedroom, taking off the dress you had picked for your now nonexistant dinner date this evening. You pulled on some pajamas and trudged back downstairs, dissapointment flowing throughout you.

You turned the TV on, but your mind was focused elsewhere. You felt tears starting to sting your eyes. 

You were dozing off when Penelope finally got home. She walked over to the couch and gently kissed your forhead. Your eyes fluttered open and your heart dropped.

“Hey, (Y/N).” Garcia smiled guiltily.

“Hey,” you answered flatly.

“Is everything alright?” She sat down next to you.

“Yeah. I’m fine.”

Penelope cocked her head and gave you a disbelieving look. “You’re not fine. Your eyes are all red, like you’ve been crying.”

You sighed and bit your lip. “You wanna know what’s wrong, Penelope? Four different times you’ve cancelled on me. We’re dating and we spend less time together than your coworkers.” You looked down at the ground.

“I’m so sorry, (Y/N)… I’ll make it up to you. I just need more time.” Penelope whispered hoarsly, tears in her eyes.

“That’s what you said. That’s what you always say.” You took a deep breath. “I can’t do this anymore. Don’t I deserve someone who’s there for me?”

Garcia nodded solemnly.

“I’ll sleep here. You can have the bedroom. I’ll get my stuff and leave in the morning.” You said firmly.

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hey guys! its fi. i’ve been having some pretty awful writers block as of late and i (hopefully) came up with a way to get back into the swing of things!

so heres a list of prompts. send in an ask with a prompt and a cm character and ill write a quick fic for it! (im only gonna take the first 7 requests so i dont flood everyone’s dashes) ;)

  1. this is what you woke me up for?
  2. did you get my letter?
  3. If... if that’s what you want....
  4. no, it doesn’t have to be like this.
  5. I can’t believe you’d go behind my back like this.
  6. Nerd.
  7. Remind me again why I said yes?
  8. You’re not fine. Your eyes are all red, like you’ve been crying.
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