#penelope garcia imagine

[ddejavvu]

Texting the BAU: Would they still love you if you were a worm?

I'm not sure if anyone's ever done this before, but I was inspired by the AI voice tiktok that I saw of 'Hotch' answering this question! The user that posted the tiktok I saw was 'shiftershiz', I thought their video was really cool and I owe them the inspiration for this post!

This post has Hotch, Garcia, Morgan, Rossi, JJ, Reid, and Prentiss. If you'd like to request a temp agent that I didn't include, or an earlier one that got written off, please do so in my inbox, I'd be happy to make more :)

I apologize if some of these pictures are a bit longer than others, I cut the conversation into two 'screenshots' when I could but sometimes it was easier just to stretch them out a teeny bit.

(Almost) all of these can be read as either platonic or romantic, the only hitch is that I mention Will in JJ's post so unless you're envisioning a throuple that one won't work </3

Images under cut to avoid a long post, happy texting!

Hotch:

Garcia:

Morgan:

Rossi:

JJ:

Reid:

Prentiss:

[thyme-in-a-bubble]

spencer reid x bau!reader where they are married and it always confuses them the people they help at precincts/other offices because now there is a doctor reid and an agent reid. it leads to funny confusions and people cant seem to figure it out

a/n: hehehe omg yeeees! they eventually just give up and start only referring to them by their nicknames. now Spencer gets called pretty boy in serious meetings by more than just Morgan lol

∼ gentle reminder that feedback, but especially reblogs are the way you support writers on here ∽

masterlist | join my taglist

“Hey, Reid!” Anderson’s voice stopped your speedy stride as he passed you in the hallway, “Garcia wants you.” 

“Oh, okay,” you redirected your steps to move in the direction of her lair, “thanks.”

Creaking the door open, you didn’t receive the cheerful greeting you might have hoped for from your sunny co-worker, “what are you doing here?”

“What do you mean what am I doing here?” you found a corner of her desk not cluttered with figurines and sat down, “you’re the one who just send Anderson to go get me.”

“Oh, not you!” the blonde exclaimed, clutching her pink feather-topped pen so tightly it might snap, “I told him to go get Reid!”

“Oh my god, Penelope,” you sighed, letting your eyes roll till they were completely shut, “this is the third time this week!”

© 2023 thyme-in-a-bubble 

[babyjackdaniels]

[specialagentlokitty]

Garica x reader - special

I'm not sure how often I'll allowed to request, but could you do Garcia x reader? Strong minded and gritty reader that only listens to Garcia or if she asks anything of the reader - @fangedreject 💜

Sitting on your desk, you were reading through some of your papers when you felt someone tap your shoulder and you looked up.

“Don’t sit on your desk I’ve told you this.” Hotch sighed.

“My desk, therefore Hotch, my ass may sit wherever it wants.”

He sighed, crossing his arms as he looked at you.

“And it’s not professional.”

“Neither is the fact that I’m wearing a hoodie but here we are boss man, my ass wishes to sit on the desk.”

Hotch just nodded and walked away and you went back to doing what you were doing.

It wasn’t long until you heard someone walking over and you smiled, setting the paper aside.

“Penny.” You smiled.

“You know you’re not supposed to be sat there.” Garcia scolded.

You hummed a little, propping your foot on your chair and you rested your arm on it as you leant forward a little bit.

“Are you telling me to move?” You whispered.

Garica gave you a sweet smile.

“Yes please!”

Putting your foot down, you slid from the desk and put your chair back the way it was supposed to be.

“Thank you my lovely.”

Garica kissed your cheek and you wrapped your arm around her shoulder as you looked at your watch.

“Lunch time, I’m buying let’s go.”

“Oh yay! Can I choose where we go?”

“Of course you can.”

Hotch watched as you and Garica walked away and he turned to everyone else who had just walked into the bullpen.

“How does she do it?” He asked confused.

“Do what?” Rossi asked.

“Get (Y/N) to listen, they don’t listen to anything we say.”

They all looked to where you and Garica had walked and they all shrugged a little bit.

You and Garcia came back, and you set your coffee on the table and turned to look at her, handing her the bag you were holding.

“Your belongings.”

“Thank you (Y/N)!” She chirped.

She kissed your cheek again and started to walking away before she stopped and walked back over.

“Hoodie.”

“Hm, I suppose I can live without it.”

You pulled your hoodie off and handed it over to her and she beamed brightly at you.

“I expect that back Miss Garica, I will be coming for it later.”

“And it’ll be safely stored away in my office!”

With that she walked away again and you sat down, taking a sip from your coffee as you pulled some things over to you.

“Do we have to be sweet to you like that?” Emily asked.

You looked up, kicking your feet up on your desk.

“What?”

“You always do whatever she says. If we kiss your cheek will you do that for us?” Derek smirked.

He walked over and you pointed at him making him stop.

“Try it and I’ll drop you so fast you won’t even know what’s happened or what hear it is Derek Morgan.”

He whistled, raising his hands a little as he took a few steps back away from you.

“What’s the secret, what’s does Garcia have we don’t?” Rossi asked.

The whole team stood around you, and you looked at them idly.

“Maybe it’s something to do with how she’s talks to them?” Reid asked.

“No I’ve tried that, didn’t work and then they took my coffee and drank it all.” JJ said.

You nodded your head as you rested your hands behind your hand.

“Maybe it’s something Garcia does?” Hotch asked.

“Keep guessing, you’ll be there all day. I’ve got a meeting so have fun.”

With that, you grabbed your cup, some files and left them all stood there still trying to figure out how she did it.

Nothing they came up with made any sense, so they decided to go to Garcia and ask her directly how she managed it.

“Why does (Y/N) listen to you?” Emily asked her.

Garcia turned around and looked at everyone stood in the doorway of her office.

“You know I’m not sure, I did once ask but they never told me.”

“Come on babygirl, you can tell us. Please?” Derek grinned.

Garcia shrugged a little.

“Sorry lovely, I really don’t know.”

They kept pestering her, even when she went to get a new drinks they kept asking and she kept telling them she had no idea.

Because she really didn’t.

She had absolutely no idea why you listened to her and not them, why you were so different with her but not them.

“Guys please, I really don’t know.”

You walked into the kitchen and set your files on the table and walked over, taking over making her drink as you grabbed a clean cup to make your own.

“Can you make us a drink?” Rossi asked.

“You’ve got arms make your own.”

You handed Garcia her cup and picked up your own, tapping her forehead with your finger as you grabbed your files.

“There you go angel.”

You turned to the rest of the team and narrowed your eyes at them all.

“Stop pestering her. First and only warning.”

With that you walked away again.

“I don’t get it!” Emily huffed.

They all laughed at her and turned to watch you sit down at your desk and kick your feet up again as you grabbed your phone.

You were a great agent, you were good at what you did, but you really were a mystery to them all and they couldn’t figure you out but they still trusted you with their lives because they know you had their backs.

But they needed to know why Garcia was so special

[hotchfiles]

PENELOPE GARCIA, SPENCER REID & AARON HOTCHNER as treasure hunters!

[hotchaways]

pov: your instagram but you’re a part of the BAU

inspired by @grccnaway, @happiest-hotch, @ssamorganhotchner and @radiant-reid since i loved their posts a whole lot! :)

Liked by e.prentiss, itspennyg and 97 others

its(Y/L/N): never leave your phone unattended 😒

view all 20 comments

derekmorgan: who knew hotch could do something other than frown 🤔

↳ aaron_hotchner: i don’t frown all the time, morgan

↳ jenniferjareau: yeah, keep telling that to yourself

e.prentiss: glad you picked the photo i looked good in!

↳ its(Y/L/N): jesus christ there were hundreds

↳ spencer.reid: no, it was only 150 photos.

↳ its(Y/L/N): i hate all of you

Liked by spencer.reid, aaron_hotchner and 84 others

its(Y/L/N): on the jet (again) ft. penelope :)

view all 15 comments

e.prentiss: you’re shit at taking photos

↳ jenniferjareau: it’s as blurry as her eyesight

↳ its(Y/L/N): i will not hesitate to kidnap sergio and steal all your cheetos 😐

↳ e.prentiss: don’t you even dare

↳ jenniferjareau: you are a monster

↳ derekmorgan: popcorn, anyone? 🍿

itspennyg: i wasn’t ready 😞

Liked by daverossi, derekmorgan and 90 others

its(Y/L/N): kicking ass with ms. jareau <3

view all 10 comments

jenniferjareau: we look badass 💅🏻

aaron_hotchner: you’re welcome for the photo?

↳ its(Y/L/N): nobody asked

spencer.reid: why did you crop me out?

↳ e.prentiss: haha deserve

↳ derekmorgan: (Y/N) gotta look out for spencer’s revenge on her soon

↳ its(Y/L/N): bring it on bitch

Liked by e.prentiss, jenniferjareau and 84 others

its(Y/L/N): penelope’s an excellent driver

view all 8 comments

e.prentiss: no fair!!! i wanted to come along!!!

↳ derekmorgan: not enough space for you

↳ its(Y/L/N): i would’ve pushed you off

↳ e.prentiss: choke ❤️

itspennyg: and you my friends are excellent humans

aaron_hotchner: so that’s why you three were late today.

↳ its(Y/L/N): sorry who this?

Liked by derekmorgan, spencer.reid and 78 others

its(Y/L/N): when the boss isn’t around 🤔 #freedom

view all 11 comments

daverossi: this is an unflattering angle.

↳ its(Y/L/N): you’re like a soggy fettuccine sitting down :)

spencer.reid: everyone tag hotch and expose them

↳ itspennyg: yeah she just cropped you out again

e.prentiss: why won’t jj look at the memes i’ve sent her?

↳ jenniferjareau: because i don’t want to ☺️

aaron_hotchner: feeling slightly offended at the hashtag.

↳ derekmorgan: i can imagine your frown from this comment

Liked by e.prentiss, itspennyg and 94 others

its(Y/L/N): hotch insisted that i take this photo :) #menofthebau #nospencer

view all 18 comments

itspennyg: chocolate thunder looking good 😍

↳ derekmorgan: thanks baby girl 😘

aaron_hotchner: you instructed us to do that.

↳ its(Y/L/N): and you are idiots for doing what i say

↳ aaron_hotchner: 😑

↳ daverossi: it’s times like these that i wonder who’s the real unit chief of the bau.

spencer.reid: ….why was i not called?

↳ its(Y/L/N): in my eyes, you are a baby. i will keep you in my pocket

↳ jenniferjareau: i second the motion

↳ spencer.reid: this is bullying 🙂

Liked by aaron_hotchner, itspennyg and 89 others

its(Y/L/N): welcome to the feed, spencer #forcedagainstmywill

view all 14 comments

aaron_hotchner: im certain (Y/L/N) lost to reid.

↳ its(Y/L/N): bold of you to assume i’d play chess with him, loser

↳ aaron_hotchner: why do i get disrespected like this?

itspennyg: pretty boy with great hair!! lemme braid it 🥰

↳ e.prentiss: shave it all off instead

↳ derekmorgan: join the club, reid

↳ spencer.reid: i hope all of you suffer from asphyxia

↳ jenniferjareau: wow i can’t believe i work with these people

bonus post for my hotch girls ;)

Liked by jenniferjareau, e.prentiss and 98 others

its(Y/L/N): finally introduced coco to aaron :) and she likes him!!! 🥰

view all 23 comments

itspennyg: WHAT IS THE MEANING OF THIS 😳

↳ e.prentiss: SHE CALLED HIM AARON

↳ jenniferjareau: doesn’t take sherlock holmes to deduce this HOW DID YOU NOT NOTICE

↳ daverossi: starting to question the team’s ability now…

↳ itspennyg: shush it pasta man THE SHIP HAS SAILED >:(

spencer.reid: your dog looks like a rat. say hi to hotch

↳ its(Y/L/N): lmao bitch you look like a rat 😠

↳ derekmorgan: nah make him a possum instead

aaron_hotchner: my girl coco and her rat :)

↳ its(Y/L/N): the audacity of this grumpy bitch?!

↳ e.prentiss: who knew hotch could make a joke

↳ aaron_hotchner: and that would be my last, she threw a loaf of bread at me.

↳ jenniferjareau: can’t believe im saying this but deserve 🤷🏼‍♀️

[ralvezfanatic]

being Garcia's non bau best friend and getting with Luke, then telling her about how great he is (in anything ofc imeansexcoughcough) and shes so happy for you ofc.

hen she finds out you've been talking about Luke and shes just horrified over everything she heard about him and just over the fact you're dating Luke

[reidsaurora]

🧁🧁 Emmy!!!!🧁🧁 I would like to order a Leo Baby Birthday Cake for the event! Character: Penelope Prompt: "You bought me flowers?"

this took me freaking forever but i finally came up with a concept that i think turned out very cute so i hope you enjoy!

"Such A Lovely Bride" ~ P. Garcia

pairing: penelope garcia x gn!reader

summary: just a cute little blurb about matching halloween costumes with penelope 🫶🏻

word count: 454

content warning: not really a warning but reader does wear a suit. i tried to write this as gender neutral as possible so no pronouns are used. other than that, i don't think there are any warnings! this is mostly just fluff.

genre: fluff, spooky fluff 🎃

based on the prompt: "you bought me flowers?" + penelope garcia

extra notes: i watched corpse bride for the first time the other night so that's why i decided to write this lol! sorry this took so freaking long to come out, i have had zero inspiration lately but i hope you enjoy! also yes i did name this after a Taylor lyric, everyone can fight me. also also the dividers are by @anlian-aishang!

beta read by: @dungeons-are-too-cold (thank u, my dear)

birthday bash | masterlist | ask box

Everything about it felt off. From the button up that tugged at your neck to the loafers pinching your toes, everything felt unnatural. There was no way you were going to survive this all night, but when the beautiful woman that is Penelope Garcia opened the front door to her apartment, all those uncomfortable feelings floated right away, along with all the breath in your lungs.

Her hair was curled in loose ringlets, cascading down her back. It was like a luscious waterfall of blonde, the tips a frosty blue. What looked to be a vintage wedding dress hugged her in all the right places, detailed with blue lace and pearls that only complemented the rest of her appearance. Her beautiful smile and sparkling eyes were just the icing on the cake. The only thing she was missing was the bouquet of flowers, which you would be happy to provide… when you finally remembered how to speak.

"You look quite dashing yourself," she giggled at your stunned appearance.

You forced yourself up for air, suddenly remembering the bouquet behind your back. "I got you these," you managed, throat still dry. "Derek told me you liked gerbera daisies so I-"

Her face lit up like a child's on Christmas, promptly taking the bouquet from your shaky hands. "You bought me flowers?"

"You couldn't be the Corpse Bride without them," you stammered. With every word you spoke, you just felt like you were embarrassing yourself even more, so instead, you made a mental note to be as quiet as possible, only speaking when necessary.

Penelope shook her head, a blush creeping up her cheeks as she lifted the flowers to her nose. She took in the smell, her content expression and blushing smile finding a way to tug at your heart despite the anxiety coursing through you. "You bought me flowers," she reiterated, her voice raised nearly a whole octave in excitement. "No one has ever done that for me before."

A soft smile pulled at the corners of your mouth. You blew out a nervous breath, your anxiousness seemingly melting away. "Well, they should do it more often."

"Nonsense," she insisted, leaning over to leave a gentle kiss on your cheek. "With you around, I don't want anyone else to even think about giving me flowers."

Your lips brushed softly against her forehead, taking in that familiar aroma and aura of Penelope. She always knew exactly what to say to help calm your nerves and this was no exception. Your previous state of panic was long gone now, replaced by a sense of comfort that you seemed to feel only in her presence.

"You know what, my lovely corpse bride? I like that idea too."

-> taglist: @1234-angelika @drayshadow @alexxavicry @nomajdetective @cordyandbilliehavemyheart @darkloverfox @sammyrenae68 @cherrycandle @asgardprincess97 @gh0stgurl @randomwriter1021 @eddieharrington @danielle143 @esposadomd @reidselle @dungeons-are-too-cold @louderfortheback @reidsbookclub @cwritesforfun @cynbx @juismissing @captainchris-pike

[ro-presents-penelopegarciashorts]

NOT REQUESTED

penelope garcia x stud!reader

jus reader and penelope. brief encounter with unnamed florist. brief mention of kevin.

After not having been able to spend quality time with your girlfriend for two weeks, you plan something special to remind her of what she means to you.

Pure Fluff

Established relationship. Mentions of lust and arousal, hints of future smut. Vague mentions of insecurity. No use of Y/N.

2.1k WORDS

You haven't seen your girlfriend, Penelope, for two weeks. Not really. Sure, the two of you shared a bed, but you guys never got home around the same time. Especially not with both of your jobs being kind of hectic right now. When you got home sometimes, Penelope was already soundly asleep. When you woke, she was already gone. Then, there were times where that pattern was reversed, but it all just depended on what was going on at you guys' respective jobs. That said, you two had been in this share a bed only space for a little over a month now, and it was really starting to drive you both crazy.

Things had calmed down at your job a bit. You guys had wrapped up a big project a few days ago, and the post-project chaotic buzz was finally starting to wear off. Penelope had texted you today, informing you that her team had just wrapped their latest case, and that there was a chance she could be home by seven tonight. That was when the gears in your head begin to turn.

Able to leave work early, you had headed straight to the grocery store, bought all the ingredients for her favorite dinner. Now, you were at a flower shop. There was this surprise arrangement that she liked that you did for her. It always consisted of her favorite flower being dominating with other pretty, unfamiliar flowers sprinkled in. She liked to look up the meaning of the flowers later.

"Excuse me, I need flowers," you says and the woman gives you a smile that politely says obviously, and you continue for clarification, "My bad. What I mean is, I need a bouquet that tells a specific emotional story, conveys a message, really."

"Mkay," the woman nods, "And, what would you like your flowers to say?"

"I love you, I've missed you. It's an honor to be with you. I'm so proud of you and the work you do," you say with ease. Never is it hard to pinpoint of verbalize your feelings for your girlfriend. Maybe in the beginning, but after four years, you've gotten more attached to your own emotions and thus, more expressive. "Um, just a giant thank you for being who she is, and for choosing me, choosing us every day, and throw in a good chunk of daffodils because those are her favorites. I also want it to be as colorful as she is, really bright and beautiful."

"Love, longing, pride and admiration and gratitude," she murmurs to herself as she writes in a little notepad. She looks back up at you, "And, as bright, beautiful and colorful as she is, and who is the she in question, for reference?"

Your eyes light up as you pull out your phone. It's easy enough to find a photo of her. Penelope is both your lockscreen and your phone screen, and she happens to take up about 75% percent of your camera roll. You show her a slew of photos, finding yourself sharing the memories behind each. God, did you miss actually spending time with her.

"Beautiful smile," the worker compliments your girlfriend as you pull your phone away.

"I know, huh?" And, your smile is gleaming with pride. She finds it cute, how in love you are. She takes you around the store then. Showing you various flowers that fit all of your requirments. It's hard to choose, to narrow it down. Before you've realized it, your bouquet has turned into an arrangement. But, it's fine. More money than you had anticipated spending, but you want to make her melt when she gets home tonight, and money is but a small sacrifice.

You head straight home afterward. It's difficult, sometimes, to pinpoint when Penelope will be home. The romantic dinner set up has to be done before then, so there's no room in your time schedule to make any other stops. When you get home, you jump straight into the set up, wanting everything to be absolutely perfect for when Penelope comes home.

Which doesn't happen. You're only about a quarter of the way finished with your meal by the time she gets home, but you did set up. So, when she walks through the door of you guys' home, you hear a delighted squeal of awe at how beautiful everything looked. Turning the stove down, you dash out of the kitchen, shouting in a frantic dismay, pleading for her to close her eyes and cover them. When you reach her, her eyes are still open and she's got the most adorable confused expression on her face.

"My surprise," you say, covering her eyes for her as you begin to guide her to you guys' bedroom, "for you is incomplete, and I don't want you to see anything else until I am completely ready so you can't be up here," you inform her, nudging the bedroom door open with your foot. When you've guided her to the bed, you gently push her down. You grab a pin. "Look into the pen."

She giggles, "I'm looking." You click the pen, and playing along, she blinks, mimicking confusion rather well minus the smile in her eyes. "Where am I? How did I get here?" She asks, unable to stop her giggles from escaping her yet again. You smile, loving her a little bit more now for having played along with your mind wiping pen, Men in Black reference without so much as a second thought. You really didn't think it was possible for you to have a better girlfriend.

You lean down and kiss her before dashing out of the room. "I'll come back for you when everything is ready!"

She swoons, watching you sprint back to the front. You were quite possible the sweetest person she's ever known. If not that, you were definitely the sweetest, most kind person she had ever dated. If you were going to go out of your way to surprise her, she would do a little something to surprise you as well. While you work on your preparations, she pulls out your favorite dress of hers. She showers her day away before slipping into it and redoing her hair and make up, wearing your favorite piece of lingrie underneath. She didn't know what you had in store, but she wanted you to fall to your knees the next time you saw her.

After some time, you finished up cooking the meal. Taking your time, you were so careful how you set the table, about making sure you set out the forks and such the correct way. It was never something you personally remembered; you'd had to google. Penelope wouldn't be able to tell, either. If the placements were correct or not. but every time you guys had ever gone to one of those fancy restaraunts that care about placements like that, she always got excited about how nice everything was. She always commented on the silverware, and it was always so precious to you. So, yeah, you made sure to get it right. You were also extremely careful about the presentation of the food as you fix you guys' plates. She liked to take pictures so you wanted it to be picture perfect. When you were satisfied with your efforts, you make good on your promise to go back and get her.

Upon opening your bedroom door, you see Penelope, examining herself in the mirror, wearing that dress that makes your knees go weak. The one that's in your favorite color, the one that hugs her curves and highlights the beauty of her shape in the most heavenly of ways. The one that does absolute wonders for her cleavage. The one that makes you damn near drool, makes you want to drop to your knees and have a different kind of meal. As your eyes trail back upward to meet her eyes, you find her smirking at the unabashed lust in your eyes. You pull yourself together. You want tonight to be so much more than just about sexual intimacy, and you had put so much energy into preparing everything to give her a full experience. You've waited weeks. You could a bit longer. You clench your jaw and clear your throat.

Extending your arm for her to take, "M'lady, your dinner awaits."

Coming forward to you, she takes your hand and kisses your cheek. Continuing to hold her hand, you wrap free arm around her waist and start to guide her down the hall. Eyes uncovered this time, she gasps in wonderment at the bright, white Christmas lights you've hung in arches in the hall way. She loves the face that she's walking on rose petals, even if they are fake ones. She swoons at how you've turned the entire apartment into a romantic wonderland on a random weekday, for no reason at all. The more she takes it all in, the more anxious she finds herself to repay you later on tonight. Reaching the kitchen, the first thing she sees is the arrangement you had made acting as a centerpiece.

She squeezes your hand, "Oh my God," she gushes, "They're so lucious and so so beautiful!"

You feel your heart flutter in your chest at the sound of her joy. Buying her flowers and plants was a big thing for you. You always stressed over it so much because you knew how much she valued plant life and pretty things. You'd yet to gift her a plant, bouquet or flower arrangement that she didn't like, but a part of you still held your breath until she saw it every time.

"I have a card of the names of all the flowers in the arrangement on it." You tell her and she looks at you with the softest eyes. "I know how you like to look up the meanings for yourself later." You add, as the two of you get closer to the table. When you guys are close enough, you let her go so you can pull out her chair. as your doing this, she leans in to smell the arrangement. With her chair pulled out, you help her sit before pushing her chair back in, pouring her a glass of wine before doing the same for yourself at taking your seat.

"Ooh!" she exclaims, "How fancy!" And you smile, not even having to look at her to know she's referencing the silverware placements. "And, dinner smells amazing, baby, thank you."

You shrug, downplaying your efforts, "I just wanted to do a little somethin' for you."

"A little something?" She asks, eyebrows raised, giggling, "Baby, you've turned our home into a five star dining experience." She notes, squinting just a little, "What is all this?"

"Nothing really," you answer, "I've just missed you a lot, and I wanted to do something for you."

Penelope all but melts in her chair. She doesn't think she'll ever say it outloud, because she's ashamed of the thought, but for a while, she thought Kevin was as good as she was ever going to get. Even after they broke up. But, then, she met you, and sometimes, she still feels like you aren't really.

"Where did you come from?"

"I materialized from your sweetest dreams," is your answer with a grin.

She snorts, playfully, "I couldn't have imagined you if I tried. You, my love, are more magical than unicorns."

Your smile widens, "I think that might be the nicest thing you've ever said to me."

The two of you start in on your meal after that, and she moans at the first bite. You guys talk, really talk for the first time in two weeks, catching up on all things new. You talk about work, but not about any of the dark or boring parts, no. You two keep it light, tell each other about the new gossip updates in your respective offices. You've missed this more than you had realized. For a brief moment, your heartbreaks a little for people who don't get to experience what you two share.

"You know," she says with a light air of casualness, "I have a surprise for you of my own tonight." And, the implication is clear. It hangs heavy in the air as you resort to speechlessness in favor of sputtering your words. Penelope knew exactly what to do to make your brain melt out of your head, to take every bit of intellect in you and wash it away. That statement, in that dress, it takes all your effort to get through dinner. It's hard to focus on anything with your boxers becoming more increasingly soaked in anticipation of what she had in store for you later.

[romeulusroy]

Imagine JJ not realizing someone asked her on a date despite being married to you:

Oh god. Did they- they couldn't, right? They laughed at all her dumb jokes, buying her drinks, complimenting her. She looked nice though! Of course she did, this was a work event, she needed to get dressed up. When they'd asked her if she was going, she thought more in a general-sense. Now, as Garcia watched with great entertainment, she came to the realization that this was not in fact a friendly gesture, but something more. Something that was supposed to be romantic in nature. JJ had spoken to them a few times over the coffee maker, always nice, perhaps mistaken for flirty. She never intended to be, though. She was married! To you! She never wore her ring at work though, fearing what the right Unsub would do if they found out about you. Besides, you didn't work for the FBI, or anything within the government. Your job was a lot more normal than hers, so it's not like anyone would have seen you around the office. All these things, plus the fact that she only trusted a small amount of people to know about you, were the perfect reason for them to assume she was single. Unfortunately, you were here, too as her plus one. You were busy making fun of Derek's tie to notice this encounter. She felt awful for leading them on, but if she didn't tell them now, she knew you coming up and kissing her wouldn't be a great introduction.

[cherryspence]

in honor of thanksgiving i’m grateful for sub!spencer reid fan fics and penelope garcia’s boobs <3

[dungeons-are-too-cold]

Hey, could I just request a Garcia x nb or gn!reader? R is a hacker cybercrime unit, is polar opposite to Garcia (not so much outgoing, kinda dark if you get what I mean lol), and BAU just being surprised because they never suspected it. Thank you! Have a wonderful day/night! <3

I hope this is too your liking! This was actually an amazing prompt and I absolutely loved writing it! There isn't enough Garcia content in the world so I'm always happy to write some! I broke things up into three parts so i could write a bit about how you met and everything too, I hope thats alright Warnings: Nothing really, mentions of alcohol, mentions of existentialism very briefly Word count: 1.6k

You and Penelope had been dating for a few months, but it was taking a while for you to feel comfortable with meeting her team; at least meeting them as he partner. You had seen the BAU in passing, obviously, often in the elevator as they were just a few floors above the cyber crime unit where you worked, but your limited interactions so far had gone not exactly well.

The last time the BAU needed the cyber crime unit’s help was actually how you and Penelope met. Your differences were immediately noticeable. Her bright clothes and fancy jewelry really stood out against your all-black ensemble. Cyber crime is no joke and their dress code let you know that. You didn’t mind it, as standing out wasn’t exactly what you wanted to do, but that’s what Penelope was all about. She was like a ray of sunshine. Immediately she wanted to be close to you, share her computer space, and gush over your Linux systems. She even offered to take you to lunch, which you reluctantly accepted. That lunch was the best thing that ever happened to you, and the two of you had been dating ever since. The rest of the case was not as great.

You know how Penelope does that whole flirting thing with her coworkers? Yeah, well, your quips usually come out a little more existential than endearing. When Reid had to sit down for a while after your comment on the inherent amoral nature of the universe and the random assignment of meaning and value that people have given action and identity, you didn’t think they were stoked on having you around. You couldn’t wait to get back to cyber crimes either.

            With that said, Penelope was very important to you, and you would do absolutely anything to make her happy.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

            Penelope’s birthday was coming up and she was super excited. You were over at her place for a movie date one night when you could hear her talking to Morgan on the phone in the other room. They seemed to be discussing details about the party he was planning with Rossi, and it really caught you off guard.

            “So, sweet cheeks, I actually have someone you need to add to that guest list of yours… Yeah it’s a little bit of a surprise…okay well all I can tell you is that they are very special to me, and I want them to meet all of you for real, as my family.” Immediately you rushed over to your girlfriend trying to get her to pause the phone call. Penelope struggled to swat you away, which ended up turning into a full-on chase around her apartment. Still, she continued. “I may or may not be talking about my partner, but until the party you just put that out of that pretty little head of yours. Just make sure there’s a seat for them next to me at the table, okay I love you! Bye!”

            Penelope slammed her phone down on the table a little too hard as she ended the call.

            ‘What was that about?” you started.

            “I could say the same to you baby, do you not wanna come to my birthday party?” Garcia feigned upset; she is nothing if not dramatic.

            “Of course, I want to be there, just, I know your friends don’t like me. And I’m not exactly the most enthused party guest, I’ll have no idea what to say or what to even do with my hands!”

            “Your hands will be in mine the whole time,” she cooed as she pulled you closer to her. “They are going to love you because I love you, okay?”

            “I love you too.”

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

            You did your best to put the party out of your head until you were walking up the driveway to Rossi’s mansion. In an attempt to dry your palms, you rubbed your hands down the front of your black jeans and smoothed out your shirt. Just as you were about to turn back to the car, Derek Morgan burst through the front door to greet Penelope, nearly picking her up with his hug.

            “There’s my favorite birthday girl! Happy birthday, baby!” He said as he spun her around. As she came back to her original position next to you, Derek finally acknowledged you were here. “Hey, Y/n, right? From cyber crimes?” Morgan seemed incredibly confused as to why exactly you were here. You couldn’t tell if it was good or bad though.

            “Yes! Derek, they are actually my partner and special guest for the night so be nice” Penelope said as she playfully nudged her best friend’s shoulder. His face immediately lit up upon learning the special place you had in Penny’s life.

            “Well, it’s great to see you again, Y/n, and welcome! Let’s get the two of y’all inside now, it’s getting kinda chilly out here.” Derek stepped aside and let the two of you find your way through the front door. Almost sensing your anxiety like a superpower of hers, Penelope placed her hand in yours and led the way.

            Rossi’s home was massive, much bigger than anything you had ever seen before. It almost made the team look smaller than it actually was in comparison. JJ and Emily were having a glass of wine in the kitchen with a man you assumed was JJ’s partner Will. Reid and two little boys were sat on the floor with some crayons at the coffee table, coloring in what looked like Spider-man coloring books. Hotch watched the three of them fondly with a whiskey in hand as he and Rossi chatted away on the couch.

            “So, I know you’ve met the team, but that in the kitchen is Will, and those two little boys are Henry, who is JJ and Will’s son, and Jack who is Hotch’s son,” Penelope explained before the room had noted your presence. The second everyone saw Penny walk in, though, they were all over her, showering her in hugs and affection. You let yourself be pushed to the side, not wanting to get caught in all the hugging and touching quite yet.

            “Happy birthday Auntie Penelope!” the two boys squealed in unison, like they had been practicing all night.

            “Happy birthday, Pen” Emily and JJ said as they sandwiched her from either side.

            The boys all gave Penelope a kiss on the cheek and made their way back towards their seats until Rossi noticed you off to the side.

            “And is this y/n from cyber crimes? So, you’re the partner Derek has been telling us about all night? He said Penelope seemed quite smitten over the phone.” The room seemed oddly quiet as you sent a small wave to everyone.

            “Yes, y/n and I have actually been dating since that case we worked with them. It was love at first sight.” Penny lovingly sighed as she cuddled up on your arm, leading you to a seat on the couch.

            “Well, congrats you two,” Hotch said taking a seat across from you both. “Honestly, though, I have to say I’m` surprised.”

            “I hope that’s nothing bad,” you joked. They were the first words you had spoken all night, and you were already dreading where the night was going.

            “Oh, not at all. Our Penelope is just, quite…unique.”

            “Which is a polite way of saying she can’t keep secrets” Emily said as she shot Penelope a side glance. “I think we’re all just a little shocked that she was able to keep this under wraps for so long.”

            “The two of you seem so different as well,” JJ chimed in. She wasn’t wrong. You were sure that she assumed Penny would want someone more outgoing and social. Even you had thought that at the beginning of your relationship. The two of you seemed to balance each other out though, and that’s what you loved.

            “I think we help keep each other sane,” you joked again, starting to get into a rhythm with the team. “The balance is actually really nice.” The team seemed enamored with you. It was nice to know that your first impression hadn’t ruined things completely. Surprise aside, they were all very happy for you and Penelope. You could tell they just wanted Penny to be happy, and she seemed ecstatic to have you on her arm tonight as her date. Finally, you felt yourself relax as you watched the conversation around you.

            “So, what took you so long to bring y/n around to the family dinners?” Rossi asked Penelope.

            “Well, we just wanted to take things slow. As crazy as I am, you lot can get a bit rowdy when you’re wine drunk.” She said as she gave side eyes back to Emily as payback for earlier that evening.

            “Also, after I nearly broke Dr. Reid on that case, I was a little hesitant to meet everyone again,” you chimed in.

            “Actually, I found your line of question on morality quite intriguing, and I ended up doing quite a bit of reading on moral codes and evolution of humanity, especially in the context of developing society, and I’ve even been reading up on existentialism as well. It’s quite- ”

            “Thank you, boy genius,” Penelope interrupted, “but it is in fact my birthday and I’d like to believe that there is still some good in the world, so maybe let’s hold off on the Sartre before dinner?”

            “We’ll have to chat reading at some point,” Reid remarked to you before heading to refill his drink. “You want anything y/n?”

            “Thanks, but I think I’m alright for now,” you said, but you were much more than alright. You had everything you could possibly want in life with Penelope on your arm. She was your world, and you were just happy to be in hers.

I hope this was what you were looking for! I had a really great time writing it so let me know what you think in the comments! Sorry it took so long for me to get this one out, I'm going back to school rn so I've been getting ready for my college semester lately lol, but this was such a good time to write so i hope ur happy with it! Send an ask/request here! Check out my master list here!

[spexialvixtimxunit]

How I think Criminal Minds characters would react to you eating too much candy on Halloween

Pairing: All CM Characters x Black!Afab!Female!Reader

Warnings: Fluff

Length: Medium

Masterlist

*there are writing mistakes in my works, I don’t proofread!

A/n : I now write for Chicago Fire! So with that being said, you can dm me if you have a request for SVU, CM, Chicago Fire! 🫶🏾

。　♡ 。　　♡。　　♡. 。　♡ 。　　♡。　　♡ 。

|| Emily Prentiss ||

Emily would come back to her office just to see you slumped on the couch because if the candy coma you got into after passing out candy to everyone and then leaving a shit ton to yourself. She laughed at you that all the candy wrappers were mostly left in the bag of candy. She took the bag and locked it up in one of her drawers in her desk who that you couldn’t cause anymore destruction.

-

|| Jennifer Jareau ||

JJ found you in the kitchen at the island with your head down, groaning with all the candy wrappers around you on the table, along with all the open cases files and a bucket of candy almost empty. She laughed as you reached for one more, maybe using the candy for a rush was not the trick. JJ grabbed the bucket of candy and hid it from you and most definitely the boys too.

-

|| Penelope Garcia ||

You both wanted to have a contest to see who can eat the most candy in ten minutes, and for obvious reasons it wasn’t the smartest idea. You ended up needing to go home because you couldn’t sit up from your chair, your stomach hurt that bad. Penelope was laughing at you as you held your stomach, crunched over. She was still eating the candy.

。　♡ 。　　♡。　　♡. 。　♡ 。　　♡。　　♡ 。

[babyjackdaniels]

[ddaz3d-and-cc0nfused]

DAY FOUR: Lending the Other Their Coat w/ Penelope Garcia

a/n: Well, this is embarrassing. I don't know what's been going on but it's just like, I've been so tired recently and I was so excited for this challenge :`] After Ficmas is over, I may take a break, or just post leisurely than every single day so the quality of my content is what you followed me for.

masterlist | ficmas masterlist | AO3

TAGLIST: @alina02 @louderfortheback @minervadashwood @their-love

Much to your defense, it wasn't your fault that it had begun to snow. Yes, it was cold early in the morning, almost making it impossible to seperate yourself from the woman that you were laying next to. As she got dressed you put on something light but warm, the woman going all out with a big wool sweatshirt. You told her she had looked ridiculous, almost like a pillow as your arrived at work together, but now, you weren't so sure that she was as ridiculous as she seemed.

You had sheepishly waddled into Penelope's den, a nervous smile on your face as you enveloped her in your arms.

"Well, hello to you too, sweetness." She giggled, hugging you back as you basked in her warmth. You were sure that she heard the satisfied sigh that you had let out as your head rested on her chest. "I'm so cold, Pen." You whined childishly against her. "I told you it was going to get colder. You should have just matched with me." She sighed in fake disappointment. She would give you anything that you wanted, even if that meant sacrificing her favorite winter article of clothing to make sure that she kept her girlfriend all warm and snuggly.

"Here," She said as she stripped the thick thing off of her. "But it's snowing and we're about to leave." She just shrugged. You must admit that she was already wearing a long sleeve shirt underneath it that could do her some good. She just shrugged, mentioning for you to lift your arms as she pulled it over your head and onto your fuller form. The one good thing about you and Penelope being almost the same size — despite you being bigger than her — was that she always upped her sizes of clothing just so you could wear them as well.

"It's okay, I run cold blooded anyways."

She also just wanted to see you in her clothes.

[bau-bestie]

Love language 

Penelope Garcia is the love of my life. We are married and that is that. I think her love languages would be gift giving, and acts of service. I think that words of affirmation would definitely be high on the list but not the top of the list. Argue with the wall babes.

Gift giving(receiving): Penelope would love gifts. You get her little knickknacks for her desk, shoes, hair accessories, or even beads to decorate her apartment or make friendship bracelets. I really don’t have anything to back this up other than my kick-ass profiling skills.

Acts of services(giving): Penelope loves doing little, or big, things to show her love to anyone and everyone. Penelope would do little things, make you coffee or tea, back rubs after hard days. Bigger things like stealing recipes from Rossi and making you an entire dinner, or cleaning your room or car. In the episode where Derek and Kevin(🤮) are talking about Kevin proposing, Derek walks into the round table room and Penelope hands him a coffee. It’s so subtle but it was so adorable.