speed-reiding
speed-reiding
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“I know what it’s like to be afraid of your own mind.”
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speed-reiding · 4 years ago
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Emily: On the count of three, what's your favorite cake? One, two, three-
Emily and JJ, in unison: Chocolate cake peanut butter frosting with chocolate chunks!
Reid: Our turn, Hotch! One, two, three- vanilla!
Hotch, deadpan: I've never had cake, what is cake.
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you’re not a flight risk up here…
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😍
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I have loved you for a thousand years
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(insp. x)
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speed-reiding · 4 years ago
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just putting this out there again :)
“Daddy”
A/N: written for @shadowyqueendonut: I hope this works and that you haven’t been waiting too long/still want it! ___ Y/N loved her job at the BAU. The work was heavy, but she felt proud that she was able to do it; she loved her colleagues, and the ease with which they interacted; most of all, she loved that she had tumbled into this new job and immediately fallen in love. She suspected the others, especially Rossi, were on to her and Reid’s relationship but noted that they stayed shockingly silent about the whole thing. Y/N and Reid were growing increasingly bold in their office affections, wondering when it would simply be too painful for their team to keep their mouths shut. 
Turns out, it was a cold Wednesday in March. Y/N was seated around the large conference room table with Rossi, Morgan, Emily and JJ- long overworked with boxes upon boxes of files to sort through before any of them would call it a night. Reid had been at the scene until too late and had headed home afterwards. Y/N knew he was itching to be back at the office with everyone else, but also that he really needed to get some sleep. Truth be told, she wished she could head to his place and head to bed with him. 
Minutes ticked by, then hours. Reid was having trouble speaking and kept texting her, and the texts were causing her to smile a little more than the situation warranted. Rossi had been giving her curious looks, but the others were too drained to notice- or, if they did notice, care. 
“Come on, aren’t we done with this?” Morgan groaned, realizing he had not seen an entire stack files behind him.
“You know, maybe it does make sense to get some shut up and tackle this head on in the morning?” JJ said, the tone of her voice betraying how tired she actually was. 
“That sounds..*yawn*..like a good idea” Emily affirmed, stretching her arms out but remaining seated. 
Y/N stood up and went to make coffee. As much as she wanted to leave, she suspected she was the most awake of anyone on the team and figured it would be a good idea to offer to stay behind and toil a little longer if the others really did want to head home. While she was standing, she heard her phone buzzing and turned to see Rossi staring at it with..anger? He held it up,  “Daddy” flashing across the screen. Everyone was quiet, and Rossi locked eyes with Y/N.
“Y/N, if that’s Reid, I fucking swear to god!” he said, laughter tinting the incredulity. Y/N raised her eyebrows, maintaining eye contact. She set down her cup and took the phone from Rossi. 
“Hey, Reid,” she responded, smirking, “I think the team’s getting tired but I’ll be here a while working through these files. If you really can’t sleep, feel free to come by. We’d get through these a lot faster with your million words a minute”. Reid responded, but Y/N could barely hear what he was saying over the surprised, excited, befuddled looks on her teams’ face. In the end, Reid decided he would come back to work. 
“Y/N!!! WHAT IS THAT ALL ABOUT?” “How long have you been hiding this?” “What did I tell you?” “Pretty Boy’s got a giiiirlfriend,” came the cries all at once. Suddenly, no one seemed tired at all. In fact, they were looking at Y/N as if she held the secret to the universe. Instead, she smiled and said “Looks like you’ve all got your second wind. Let’s get back to work!”
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speed-reiding · 4 years ago
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Just and FBI dad with his adopted sons
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no one gonna talk about how spencers apartment is the epitome of dark academia
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speed-reiding · 4 years ago
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Guess who's baaaack...
Hi friends, it's me again. Glad that some of you are still around. I just watched CM through again and found my way back to this happy place. If you're reading this, thanks for still being here!
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speed-reiding · 5 years ago
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okay google, how to set someone's laugh as my ringtone
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HE LOOKS SO GOOD HERE
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that’s gay, derek
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the hydra
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Baby baby baby
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matthew with kids = serotonin
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