Emily: In my defense, I was left unsupervised.
Hotch: Wasn’t Derek with you?
Derek: In my defense, I was also left unsupervised.
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Emily: what if I told you none of it was accidental
JJ: and the first night that you saw me
Penelope: nothing was gonna stop me
Hotch *yelling into the bullpen through his open door*: Girls. How many times have I told you. PLEASE STOP SINGING TAYLOR SWIFT AT WORK!!
Penelope: oh boss man, you know the lyrics! Sing with me!
Hotch grumpily singing: I laid the groundwork and then just like clockwork
Derek joining in: the dominoes cascaded in a line
Rossi: you people drive me crazy sometimes
Spencer: agreed.
Penelope: cmon sing it boys!
All of them together: what if I told you I’m a mastermind!
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kidnapper: i have your child
hotch: which one i have five
kidnapper: the annoying one who won't shut the fuck up
hotch:
hotch: which one i have five
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Derek: are you the big spoon or the little spoon?
Emily: i'm the knife
Jj: *from across the room* she's the little spoon
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Strauss: You need to hire a professional tech analyst for your team.
Hotch: *sees a scented homemade pink stationery resume written in glitter ink*
Hotch:
Hotch: That one. I want that one.
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emily: *wakes up in hospital after battle with ian doyle*
hotch and jj:
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Y/N: I need someone to take me out already
Derek: Like on a date or with a sniper?
Y/N: Either works but at this point I rather a sniper
Hotch: Do I need to have you evaluated?
Elle, texting Penelope to ask how much a hitman costs:
Spencer, texting Penelope to ask her for tips on how to ask you out:
Penelope, very confused at the two types of text she got: ???
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Emily: [flips monopoly board over]
Hotch: Prentiss!
Emily: This is why your wife is dead
Reid: Emily!
Emily: This is why your girlfriend is dead
Morgan:
Emily: This is why you’re bald
Morgan: I DIDNT SAY SHIT!
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Emily, walking in the meeting room : Hi everyone
No answer
Emily : Guys ??
Penelope : We can't hear dead people.
Everyone : nods
Emily : You guys are so dramatic it was ONE TIME
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*Fire alarms go off in FBI building at 7:45 am*
Hotch: alright, that’s the annual fire drill. everybody stay calm and exit the-
*Penelope RUNS out of the room*
Hotch: GARCIA?
Penelope, running down the hall: I NEED MY PLUSHIESSSS. THEY WILL SURVIVE!!!
Hotch: it’s just a drill-
Reid, fretting: HAS EVERYBODY READ MY EMERGENCY FIRE DRILL PROCEDURES???
*Emily throws herself through the glass window*
Derek: we’re on the sixth floor, how’s she gonna…?
Hotch: will everyone please calm down, it’s ONLY a-
*Reid stops, drops, and rolls around the floor*
Derek shrugs and starts doing super-spy moves (somersaults, unnecessary turns, etc.) to maneuver around the building, evading the “fire”
Hotch: i truly don’t know why i even try…… where’s Dave?
*David Rossi has yet to step inside the building this morning with the foreknowledge of the annual fire drill*
Rossi, sipping coffee, leaning against the building: i wonder how he’s doing this year.
*JJ arrives late*
JJ: hey, what’d i miss?
Rossi: annual fire drill.
JJ: ah.
JJ: ooh.
Rossi: yeah.
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Hotch: Reid, can we talk in my office?
Spencer, already crying: yeah sure
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Hotch: Why is Emily curled up in a ball on the floor sobbing?
Reid: She’s drunk.
Hotch: And?
Derek: And she heard that JJ is married.
Hotch: ...
Hotch: We’re literally at their wedding reception right now.
Penelope, sighing: We know.
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Hotch: Gideon, why’s there a teenager in my office?
Gideon: this is Dr Spencer Reid, he’s our new team member :)
Hotch: is he even old enough to drink?
Gideon: he’s 21 so just about
Hotch: that’s barely comforting. Has he even gone through the academy?
Gideon: he pretty much failed everything that wasn’t book related but I pulled some strings
Hotch: you brought me a 21 year old who couldn’t even pass the FBI academy and has 0 field experience to be my new profiler?
Gideon: happy birthday
Reid: happy birthday
Hotch: Reid-
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Emily: i can't find my pen. are you sitting on it again?
Y/n: no.
Emily: stand up.
Y/n: i don't want to.
Emily: why?
Y/n: *mumbling* because i'm probably sitting on your pen 😔
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Y/N: What if the person who named Walkie Talkies named everything?
Emily: Pregnancy tests are Maybe Babies
Penelope: Socks are Feetie Heaties
JJ: Forks are Stabby Grabbies
Spencer: Defibrillators are Heartie Starties
Derek: Nightmares are Dreamy Screamies
Y/N: Stamps are Lickie Stickies
Hotch: *annoyed* You’re all disappointments
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