#Penelope blake

[greysanatomy-bts]

[bambinafangirls]

everytime i see samantha sloyan, i go “IS THAT PERFECT PENNY”, without fail.

[asadfangirlbitxh]

I probably said this before but Penny didn't deserved to be treated like that. They all were doctors, where the fuck is the empathy

I hated that plot line so fucking much

[apathologicalpeoplepleaser2]

I don't know if I am only biased because I hugely appreciate Samantha Sloyan as an actress, but I really liked Penny. I wish she could've stayed longer.

[cxrrodedcoffin]

me after spending 6 hours reading criminal minds fanfiction instead of sleeping:

[hotchology]

BAU WOMEN IN RED (requested by @crime-bunny)

[there-are-many-ways-to-smile]

It’s cute that they invited Ben to girls night

[wardengrill]

I've come to realize I'm more married to this team than I ever was to three ex-wives

[lvstfxrlife]

[baubeautyandthegeek]

Protective Of Her - Danny Simms/Penny Blake

A/N: Day 9 Part 1 Bonus for @aprilisthecruelestmonth , second gif for @cottagewhore

“How is she?” Danny’s voice is soft even as she moves to check on Natalie, aware that she is one of the few things Natalie remembers. The amnesia had come on suddenly, scaring her enough to call for Penny to help her. “She’s still struggling to remember things…” Penny’s voice is soft, she’s been working with Natalie for a while now, enough to see when the woman is too tired to continue, but she is aware they have a lot more progress to make. “She will be okay Danny, just give it time. Work with us… if you can. She’s remembering things slowly. She remembers her job, now, her work, she remembers you and… and what happened with Phillips… but she doesn’t really remember her family which is… not promising.” In time, Danny thinks, they will work it out. Find a way to bring Natalie back, even if Danny knows the fallout will be painfully bad. The fact of what happened to leave Natalie with the amnesia made it feel like whatever happened next would be painful.

[greysanatomy-bts]

[girllblogging777]

IN WHICH spencer is surprised when you sit next to him on the bus

౨ৎ⋆˚࿔ spencer reid x sweetheart reader (highschool AU)

it had only been an act of kindness.

that was the sentence echoing in spencer’s head throughout the past week. the mantra he kept repeating himself in order not to let himself hope for more.

you had only helped him out of pity. that day in the hallway, when the guys from the football team were picking on him, a very common occurrence for him. you had only helped him because you happened to be walking by, and you also happened to be the nicest girl to ever walk this planet.

yes, that’s what it must’ve been.

but still, spencer hadn’t been able to forget about that day. and suddenly, you were everywhere. it was as if his mind was playing tricks on him, the way he began noticing you in every crowd. walking past the science lab in the mornings, heading to the cafeteria right when he was on his way to the library, he couldn’t spend a minute at school without seeing you.

after another monotonous day of studying by himself and keeping a low profile - to avoid the jocks, not you of course - he got on the bus, walking to the back to sit alone next to the window.

public transportation wasn’t really his thing, but at least he knew he wouldn’t see undesired faces in here. the bus was for the poor, and the people without friends, who wanted to leave school quickly after classes. not the ones who hung out at the mall in big groups, laughing loudly and spending money without a care in the world. spencer wasn’t a part of that category. but you were.

“i wish we’d met before”

still, your words couldn’t leave his head. how come a girl like you, who had everything she could possibly want, say something like this ? your life was all planned out to the tiniest details, and the silver spoon that you’d been fed from had your initials carved on it.

he couldn’t believe you’d ever want anything to do with him.

but something snapped him out of his thoughts - someone, actually.

“is this seat taken ?” a sweet voice he’d recognised anywhere asked, and he had to stare at you for a couple of seconds to make sure you were real.

way to go, spencer. you definitely don’t look like a creep.

“uh- no, yes i mean…” he managed to stutter out, grabbing the messenger bag he’d carefully placed there to avoid this exact type of situation. he didn’t want anyone sitting beside him.

anyone but you, of course.

“here…” he said, allowing you to sit down and thank him. the proximity between the two of you reminded him of that day in the hallway, and he ached for your touch again.

“what are you doing here ?”

his words were bold. more accusatory than usual, and came out a little too soon. but if you picked up on it, you didn’t make it known. you simply looked at him and shrugged, leaning back casually against the seat.

“my brother was supposed to pick me up but he got detention… and all my friends are already gone, they skipped last period.”

spencer raised a brow, curiously. “what did he do ? your brother, i mean…”

he didn’t care for your brother, really. apart from his name and the fact that he was captain of the football team, he was just another guy for him. truth is, he just wanted an excuse to keep the conversation going.

“oh, he got in a fight.” you answered simply, as if it was the most obvious thing in the world.

“a fight ?”

you nodded, avoiding eye contact with him. “yeah. with some guys from the team. they’re all jerks anyway, so they deserved it.”

spencer only nodded, not being sure what he was supposed to answer to that. knowing he was pretty oblivious to social cues, it didn’t particularly strike you.

the chattering going on in the bus made the lack of conversation seem comfortable. everyone was talking, debriefing the day and going on about the latest gossip they’d heard.

spencer didn’t tell you how happy he was to be acknowledged by you. he felt like a stranger to his own feelings when it came to you, and he didn’t understand why sitting next to you on this stupid bus made him so giddy.

you didn’t tell him that you were on the bus because your brother beat his bullies to the pulp. he didn’t need to know that, you thought. he should be left alone now, and that’s what mattered for you.

“spencer ?” you asked when the bus was about to make a stop around your block.

he turned to you, brown eyes glittering with hope. “yes ?”

“i’m uh… probably going to be grounded when i get home.” you explained, the undertone of your voice letting him know you wouldn’t explain. “do you think maybe… we could hang out at school ?”

hang out ? as in, spending time together ? he almost asked you to repeat it again, to make sure he’d heard you right.

you grabbed your bag, slinging it over your shoulder and noticed his surprised expression. shoot, maybe that came out wrong.

“i didn’t- i’m not looking for an excuse to stay at school. i really want to hang out with you.” you rectified, but you could see he was still thoroughly confused about the meaning behind your words.

“spencer. i want to hang out with you. like, as friends. i know you spend a lot of time at school even when classes are done, so… maybe…”

you were right, he did chase any opportunity not to go home, and had a habit of staying in the library by himself until late in the afternoon. while other kids were enjoying their teenage hood, and living real lives. the condition of his mother, the responsibilities he had, he never told you any of it. but somehow, you knew.

“as friends ?” he repeated like a broken record, just as the bus stopped. a smile crept up your lips and you nodded.

“yeah. as friends.”

you reluctantly got up, fighting hard not to drown in his mesmerising eyes, and he observed you like you were the most mesmerising thing in the world.

as friends. you wanted to be his friend.

with one last wave, and a dozen of things unsaid, you turned walked to the door and got off the bus while he sat there, staring at you from the window and trying to put a word on the warmth he was feeling in his stomach.

because something had changed within him. he was still spencer reid, the science obsessed guy with the mismatched socks. his routine would still be the same, boring one he’d had for as long as he could remember.

but now, he had a friend.

a/n : i love highschool au spencer so much !!! love you all, and remember reblogs are the only way to boost a fic, so please interact if you enjoyed it <3

moodboards : nerd spencer //sweetheart reader

[theunholyvirginemilyprentiss]

Criminal Minds, except it’s not Criminal Minds, it’s Modern Family and it’s filmed in front of a live studio audience.

[youbutstupid]

What I love about Criminal Minds is that the female characters aren’t tough simply because they ‘grew up with brothers’ or because their dads ‘made them brave’.

JJ and Kate grew up with sisters. Emily, Elle, Seaver and Todd were all only children and Emily’s past was shaped by her mother’s actions. Tara, Penelope and Alex all had brothers but those brothers weren’t credited with their success and bravery.

Women don’t need to be around masculine energy to be tough, they don’t need to be influenced by men to be brave. The fact tv shows need to justify their female characters being strong by saying they were around men is just insulting.

Stop treating women like they are weak unless there is a man there to teach them not to be.

[eternlmoonshine]

bau as text posts 3/?

[reidiot]

the fact that these were taken at strauss' funeral is still sending me through the stratosphere 💀💀