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what did profiler jj do 😭

Criminal minds propaganda I’m not falling for:

- post prison Reid (pls don’t kill me)

- ‘Rossi is a bad person’

- Jeid

- neurotypical Spencer Reid

- neurotypical Penelope Garcia

- Any concrete opinion on Gideon

- hotch isn’t a little bit sexist

- Reid losing contact with the team is unrealistic

- Reid dislikes driving

- ngl Jemily atp

- Profiler JJ

- Kevin

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Tbh I feel like it’s true? Honestly pretending to not remember for so long and then faking the emotional reactions when he does would just be exhausting, tho if he is i would love to see it more in depth in some way not just omg he remembers! but yes the brain scans? you can’t fake empathy and a part of your brain that hasn’t lit up before lighting, so even jf he remembers that would he interesting. but i feel like if he does feel empathy and isnt a psychopath anymore (by looking at his brain) then why would he do thayv

Question. Quickly. Is ANYONE actually BUYING this whole Sicarius amnesia thing? I genuinely would like a few opinions just to see what others think who have been following Evolution as well. I’m on the fence. On the one hand I’m calling bs but can’t think of a single reason WHY he’d go sooooooooo far with it this LONG lol. Hey at least he has medical scans to back him up, yes. But still. He’s such an involved criminal at this point I can easily see him faking it as well lmao. Dude is a fire BIG BAD though! Truly.

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I knew they'd call you.

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if you’re not into some dumb embarrassing shit you’re not living your truth

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guys we are SO close

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my shattered edges glisten | e.p

Tags: uc!emily, established relationship, angst, hurt/some comfort, unstable emily, prison reid arc, momily, babygirl prentiss briefly mentioned, emily goes all edward scissorhands on herself, reader comes to the rescue, use of scissors, no use of yn

Summary: Reid gets sent to prison. Emily frantically tries to regain control and finds herself with a new haircut.

Word count: 0.8k

A/N: This was entirely inspired by the tags on this post that @mxmmyprentiss reblogged. It just sparked something, so thanks Jaye <3. I haven't watched that ep in a long time so don't quote me on what happened. Also. The amount of times I had to go through the torture of writing the word scissors....it's truly my biggest opp

Emily cuts a sharp, decisive line just above the tip of her nose, feeling the tension give at her scalp as the blade severs her hair. She breaks out in shivers but continues, pooling her focus on the loud snips of the scissors rather than the feeling of taut hair jumping loose. A few more cuts and she’s finally across, long threads of her hair curled in the sink, smaller, sharper strands nestling in her shirt and poking her through the thin material.

It’s a butcher’s job.

The bangs are hardly bangs. They’re somehow uneven despite her forcibly stiff wrist, jaggedly inclining in a crude horizontal line across her face. 

At least the length is okay. They hang ridiculously long past her eyes, obscuring her vision, but she’d learned long ago to make a wide berth for the initial cut. She hasn’t cut her hair on her own since that disastrous attempt, but she’s frazzled now, close to snapping. If she’ll cut at something, better it be her hair than anything else.

This she can control. This she can fix.

“Jesus!” Your voice startles her more than she’d like. “What on earth are you doing?”

“What does it look like I’m doing?” Emily doesn’t look away from the mirror. She parts her hair around her eyes and trims what she thinks is an inch, shortening it down to her eyeline. Through the mirror she sees your reflection getting closer, but she keeps her gaze firmly fixed on herself, prevailing when your hand closes around her wrist. 

She loses the battle when you gently tilt her toward you and worm yourself into the space between her body and the counter.

The way you look at her makes her want to crumble. She’s barely holding on as it is, but when your eyes are soft as they are now, your fingers gentle as you tug the scissors from her hand and into yours, her eyes glaze with tears. Emily fixes them down on the slope of your neck, watching bone and muscle flex as you tilt her chin and wordlessly start fixing her mess.

She hasn’t been easy on you lately, she knows. She can barely stomach herself, her sleep fitful, her appetite dissolved, prison cells and arctic courtrooms perpetually flashing behind her eyes. It’s a miracle she hasn’t snapped at Vivian yet, but even her frazzled brain recognizes that thick, crimson line.

That still doesn’t mean her six-year-old hasn’t started picking up on her venomous mood. When she’d shyly pressed herself into Emily’s side, her frown small and voice quiet as she asked, “Are you sad, Mom?” Emily had all but burst into tears.

She doesn’t know when her hands have found your waist, but she’s clutching it hard, what’s left of her nails digging in through your pajamas. Emily loosens her grip with a start. Her fingers ache. You don’t react, sifting through her—now above eye-level—bangs and sliding the scissors between her hair and her forehead, dark tufts falling down to the floor between you.

“Did Viv go down okay?” She asks, grimacing at the rasp in her throat.

“Like a light.” You murmur. You tilt your head, do something with the bangs, then bring up the scissors just above the tail of her brow. The metal is cold where it touches her skin.

Emily’s eyes brim up again. “She’s catching on. Thinks I’m sad.” Her voice cracks.

You set the scissors down with a quiet breath. “She’s a smart girl. You’re not going easy on yourself.”

She can’t. She can’t go easy on herself, she can’t pull them out of this mess, she can’t in any way predict how this will end without it all going horribly wrong. Wide-eyed Spencer, his voice quiet behind rusty bars, childishly pouted lips taking years off of his age, calls out for her to help and she can’t do shit. The only other person she could think to call is somewhere she can’t hope to find, his hands full with another goddamn serial killer hunting down his family.

All that’s left is her. And she’s entirely useless.

Emily shakes her head jerkily. Hot tears roll down her cheeks, burning a path into her skin.

“I can’t. I can’t protect him.” 

I don’t know if I can save him.

Everything breaks. You catch her in time and keep her from falling, steady arms around her neck, fingers tangled in her hair. Emily’s tears soak your neck, hot as the acidic guilt bubbling in her gut.

“I can’t.” She gasps again, louder than your shushes and futile reassurances. “They won’t—they won’t let him go.”

“They will.” You insist, gripping her tighter as if you can force her to believe it. “Emily, you’re doing everything you can. It’ll work out, it will, just—these things need time, sweetheart. But they’ll let him go, okay? I know it.” 

She wishes she shared your conviction.

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do you have any momily headcanons?

She likes old fashioned, classic names as well as unisex ones. Charlie, Harper, Carmen, Jamie, Vivian, Clara.

She never gets mad or upset when her kids make a mess, no matter what it is. Any spill can be cleaned up without fuss. Any broken item can surely be easily replaced. (She wasn't spared the same treatment as a child. Every mistake was met with scoldings and you should know better's and countless accounts of do you know how expensive that was?).

Had horrible separation anxiety. It was the worst when she had to go back to work after maternity leave, but it took her a few years to shake off the unsettlement she felt whenever she had to leave her child. She tries her best not to show it so that they don't get affected too, but if her kid also has separation anxiety she's just constantly in hell trying to battle off the guilt.

She's so sensitive when it comes to her children!! Cries at literally everything - birthdays, injuries, all the milestones. When they snuggle up with her on the couch of their own accord, she's hiding tears in their hair. When Eloise got picked on at school she comforted her the best she could then cried in the shower.

Seriously considered leaving the BAU after becoming a mom. She's constantly hyperaware of the time she spends at work that she could be spending with her kids, and any time she misses an event of theirs or a milestone she's crippled with guilt.

She teaches them one of the foreign languages she knows! Maybe even two.

Has a million pictures. Her photo albums are so full they take up all her storage. Even then, she buys hard disks and USBs to keep them on - one thing she'll never do is delete a picture of her child.

Puts them on early to the Emily Prentiss Nerd agenda. Star Wars, Lord of the Rings, The Hobbit - you name it, the Prentiss kids are watching it.

While they're still young she lovesss putting them in the carrier on her chest!! She's baby wearing every second she can, she loves having them so close and safe right under her chin. The minute she has to put the baby carrier away she's just :(((.

She brags about them every chance she gets. Oh yeah, Matthew made a sick painting the other day, wanna see? She's pulling out her phone before whoever she's talking to can protest. Eloise's gymnastics teacher says she's good enough to compete nationally. Isn't she amazing? I still can't believe she came from me.

Spoils them so horribly. She's such a pushover but completely denies it.

ALWAYS looking for memorabilia to store!! She keeps every single card they make her in school, has files and files of old drawings, projects, framed hand and feet stamps she did for them when they were babies.

Constantly second guessing herself and her parenting skills. She's convinced she accidentally messed them up without feeling it.

She does not joke about story time. It's her favorite way to bond with her kids because they also share her love of stories (and she can do some mean character voices). Trips to bookstores and libraries can be as frequent as weekly, and she always opens up a discussion after they're done reading a book together (it's their very own Prentiss book club, if you will).

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''what if my writing isn't good eno--'' what if it's a reflection of your soul. what if it has a place in this world. what if you write it anyway

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It was supposed to be a jemily edit, but the intro itself took me three hours and exams are around the corner, so I have no idea when I'll be able to finish this (+ I'm not sure if my phone can take it, lol)

p.s. It's been around a year since I've done a proper edit, so it was a little challenging

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I don't care if he punched a producer give me back my dilf

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she just hates men dw.

Propaganda i am not falling for: Emily Prentiss is bad in bed.

Where did that even come from dont piss me off.

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God lowkey, I wouldn’t be that shocked if we did, but also if we didn’t? I like my queerbaiting snippets, it keeps the shipping fun, while I don’t want it to be canon, but I feel like the show deeply listens to what fans what? So who knows, maybe in season 93938392 we get jemily ??? But also idc that much I doubt they’d do Jemily justice.

In the year of 2025 people still think we're getting canon jemily?

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i still can’t believe that we got emily 1) implying that while mendoza wasn’t comfortable in his sexuality enough to sleep with a guy, that she would sleep with a woman, 2) that the woman she thought of for that was jj, and 3) that all of her relationships (which are implied to all be men) have never been real.

i feel like that’s the clearest it’s ever been put that she’s a lesbian, especially all in one scene like that.

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