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reidsdaisies · 2 months

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༉‧´ˎ˗ pairing; emily prentiss x fem!reader

༉‧´ˎ˗ summary; Derek and Emily are the last to get back to the hotel. Derek kicks Emily out for the sake of his ‘beauty sleep’, and she’s left to have to share a room (and bed) with reader.

༉‧´ˎ˗ content warnings; bed sharing, cuddling, mention of emily’s nail biting habit.

༉‧´ˎ˗ wc; 1.0k

𝐂𝐌 𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓 || 𝐌𝐀𝐈𝐍 𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓

The smile you give at her presence is a sweet one, though you do look a little dazed as you were just awoken from your slumber. It was a good dream you were having, snow flurries slowly falling on you, the world around you calm. Her knock was what had pulled you from that dream. Instead of lying on top of a cushion of thick snow, you woke up on the same stiff hotel mattress you fell asleep on as soon after you got back from the local police station.

“Em, wh-what are you doing here.. so late too?” you squint your eyes, vision still blurry and adjusting to the light coming from the hallway she stood in.

"I just drove back with Derek," the raven-haired woman sighs, one hand stuffed in the pocket of her dark striped pantsuit, the other holding onto the strap of her bag that's slung on her shoulder. She’s not able to contain her grin as she takes in your state, the sleep-mussed hair, plain grey sweatshirt, fuzzy heart patterned sleep shorts that are indeed very short, one sock missing. "Derek kicked me out of the room, made up some bullshit excuse about how he can't sleep properly with another person in the room and that if he doesn't get enough sleep, he'll be completely off his game tomorrow.”

“..and you want to sleep here?” Your voice is groggy and your eyes have just begun to adapt to the light. Those same eyes dart down to the bag she carries, and know it makes sense why she’s carrying it.

She nods.

“If it’s not too much of a burden, that is.”

“N-no, you’re never a burden.. come in.”

You open the door wider, gesturing with your arm for her to step inside. Emily’s eyes flicker from the inside of your hotel room back over to the door of the room she was supposed to stay in with Derek.

“Are you sure it’s fine?”

Before she even finishes getting her question out, you're nodding.

“Im sure.. and I’m also sure I’m very tired.”

She huffs, a barely there smile appearing on her lips at your whine, knowing that if you get too well adjusted to being back awake, you won’t be able to get any rest tonight. You shut the door behind her after she enters and watch through the darkness as she sets her bag down at the end of the bed and gets out her pajamas as well as a makeup wipe, hairbrush, and her toothbrush and paste.

You fish around under the sheets for that other sock, putting it on before climbing under the covers. You can hear her getting ready for bed, distant noise coming from behind the bathroom walls. It’s only another 7 minutes before she’s done and striding back out in her own set of pajamas, placing her toiletries back in her black bag.

“Thanks again,” she says in a hushed tone, slipping into bed next to you. The bed shifts, dipping slightly with the additional weight.

“It’s no problem.” Your voice is a barely there whisper, and you’re already close to drifting back to sleep.

Another few minutes of silence pass and you open your eyes back up, witnessing as she fidgets with her fingers above the comforter. You glance down at her fingers, silently inspecting her fingernails. Even though they’ve always looked chewed up, you can tell she’s bitten them quite recently, maybe even today.

You’d put two and two together the first time you met Emily when you originally joined the team and figured she had a habit of biting them. You were right, and she confirmed the suspicion a couple of months into knowing each other when she made an offhand comment about your nails when you came into work after getting a manicure that weekend about how well-kept your nails always were and about how if she didn’t have this nasty habit of biting hers, they could be that same way.

“Em..?” You whisper her nickname, breaking the silence.

“Hm?” She hums, stopping her fidgeting and turning her attention over to you.

“I thought you said you haden’t bitten your nails in a while..”

Emily goes quiet. Her memory takes her back to just a week prior, when she had told you her weekend went well, and that she hadn’t bitten her nails since that last Friday, 2 days. It’s been 11 days now, and it seems like she broke that streak.

“Yeah, I did.. This case has just been really stressful, for all of us I’m sure.”

You nod in agreement. You know that’s not the whole truth, and she can tell you know by it being clearly written on your face.

“I.. I’m not in the mood to talk about this right now.. sorry.”

“Well if you ever change your mind, and you do want to talk, you can talk to me if you’d like.”

Emily lets out a soft sigh, appreciating the understanding in your eyes. She shifts slightly in the bed, finding a comfortable position as she brings her arms closer to her chest, tucking her hands inwards.

"Thank you," she murmurs, her voice barely above a whisper. "It means a lot."

You offer her a gentle smile in return, your eyes reflecting a mixture of concern and empathy.

She takes this moment of calm between you as an opportunity to shimmy closer to you, hesitating slightly before draping her arm over you. “Is this alright?”

You answer her with a small nod, letting your eyes fall shut as you curl up into her. She rubs your back languidly, softly lulling you to back to sleep against her as she rests her head gently on your shoulder, the shoulder your hair is draped over, and moves her leg over yours, effectively spooning you beneath the covers.

“Goodnight, y/n.” She whispers beside your ear, and she can hear each soft breath you take and each beat of your heart with how close you are to her, no room between you, bare thighs pressed against her pajama bottom covered ones, her head right next to yours, pressing against the cozy material of your sweatshirt.

“Goodnight..” you mutter back, voice weak as you drift off.

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d33pd3sire-blog · 1 month

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A Kiss A Day Keeps The Doctor Away.

PSA: this is my first fanfiction in a decade, pls be gentle <3

Warnings: Could be kinda smutty if you squint. Injury (nothing explicit). Dom Emily. No use of Y/N!

Context: Reader gets hurt in the field. Once Emily knew you were going to be okay, she gave you the silent treatment. No talking, no glances, nothing the whole ride home from the hospital.

As you both stand at the front door of your apartment, Emily is rummaging through her bag to find her keys. Neither of you have spoken in a few hours, both of you as stubborn as the other. After a few seconds of Emily struggling to find her keys, you huff and pull yours out, unlocking the door. You put your arm out to let her go first, but instead, she grabs your arm and drags you in.

Emily takes you to the bedroom to make sure your bandages are still okay. As she undress you slightly you get a little frustrated from the silence.

'Em, will you please say something?' you sigh.

'No.' She says, without looking up at you.

'The doctor said you have to stay off of your leg for at least a week. You're going to follow the doctors orders, correct? Or are you going to ignore them like always?' Emilys tone meant she wasn't even slightly amused.

You open your mouth to argue something back but decide against it. You choose the gaslighting route and bite your lip. 'It's really not that bad..'

'Don't.' She spits, not falling for that. 'You will follow the doctors orders.' She rewraps the bandage.

'Understood?'

The dominance radiating from Emily is intoxicating, you start to enjoy this side of her. You look up at her, as if in a trance.

'Is that an order?" you bite your lip, looking at her through your eyelashes.

She raises an eyebrow at you for a moment. Considering what way she wants to take this. 'Thats an order. You will rest until the Doctor says you're okay. Got it?'

You tap your chin in an over exaggerate way, as if you're thinking for a second. You give a cheesy grin and then adds 'Ill do it on one condition.' You take her hand and sit both of you down on the couch.

'Oh?' As she sits, she crosses her arms and stares for a moment, raising both of her eyebrows at you.

You tilt your head slightly, looking from Emilys lips to her eyes again. 'Kiss me?'

She blushes slightly at the request and clears her throat, trying to stand her ground. 'You're going to follow the doctors orders in exchange for a kiss?' She asks, making sure she heard you right.

You know what you're doing to her.

'Well, maybe a few kisses to keep me in check for the next week.' You lean closer to her, you can feel her breath on your lips. 'Its up to you.' You smile.

Emily lets out a soft sigh, fighting the urge to have you right here and now. She leans a little closer, mad at you for turning the attention away from your injury. Her mind is racing, she wanted to kiss you as much as you wanted to kiss her.

Before you knew it, her hand was resting on your neck and her lips had landed on yours. You melt into her touch, her hand placement driving you crazy. Emily notices this and deepens the kiss, leading to a moan escaping your mouth.

Your moan was enough to get Emily's blood rushing. She holds the back of your head gently, as she moves to get into a better-

'Ah shit!' you hiss, the movement from Emily causing a sharp pain from your leg.

The unexpected jump from you getting hurt pulled Emily out of the trance. She looks at you full of worry and looks down, checking your leg. 'Fuck! Are you okay? Did I hurt you? Im so sorry!' You can see her mind is going to the worst places first.

'Babe, babe, its okay. Im okay, it was nothing' You try to hide your pain and give her a small kiss. She hesitantly returns it.

'I love that you care,' you smile at her and start to play with her shirt.

Emily rolls her eyes, but she can't help but smile at your statement. 'I'll be here everyday to make sure you're not on that thing. Okay?'

The idea of your girlfriend being here everyday to give you kisses makes your heart swell. 'They do say a kiss a day keeps the Doctor away.. Or something like that.' You both laugh a little.

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creativesaturn · 2 months

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hey i was wondering if you could do a student x teacher kinda vibe w fem!reader x emily prentiss and make emily a soft dom and possibly include a mommy kink as well? tysm!

Summary: Finding pleasure in Emily; your professor.

Genre: Smut

Pairing: Emily Prentiss x fem!reader

Warnings: age gap (not specified but reader is in her 20s), mommy kink, oral (r! receiving), public place, marking

Word count: 1.2k

a/n: SORRY THIS TOOK SO LONG. Hopefully you like it, if not you can request again. I also take constructive criticism (not) well

You don't know what happened; or how it happened.

All you knew was that you were in a trance. Dizzy with her touch, clouded with the pleasure her delicate and soft fingers brought to you by a soft graze.

"You're quiet again, y/n." Emily whispered, leaning on her desk that stood behind her.

You blinked your eyes back to her own, the seat beneath you suddenly feeling uncomfortable and her office felt stuffy and claustrophobic.

"I'm sorry," You mumbled, wiping your eyes with the knuckles of your hands until you saw sparks.

"I'm still confused on why you need help." She stated, continuing the conversation from seconds prior.

"You're already doing great in my class, extra help isn't really needed." She added, crossing her arms across her chest.

"I know. I just feel like I could do better." You sighed, bring your hands down. You tried your best not to break eye contact under her intimidating gaze.

"Really? That's the only reason you think you need help?" She scoffed, letting a dry laugh with a tilt of her head.

"Ye--yes?" You muttered. You were afraid she knew more than you knew yourself. Maybe the feelings you were suppressing for the woman in front of you were coming to bite you in the ass with a psychological act.

She smiled, bending her body to place her hands on the arms of the chair you sat in. Her face was mere inches away from yours as she trapped you with her body.

You were bit.

"If you wanted to spend more time with me, you should've just asked." She whispered, her sultry breath hitting your face.

You didn't know what to say, standing in your own puddle of embarrassment as she peeled you open like a book.

"I can help you. But--not in the subject you're asking for." She muttered, eyeing your lips.

"Unless you don't need that either." She pouted, picking her body back up. She tilted her head once more, watching as your eyes didn't move from their previous position. Your breathing was erratic and your fingers stopped fidgeting with themselves.

"Come to me when you actually need help, y/n." Emily said to you, her voice losing the seductive tone as she spoke.

As she was about to walk back behind her desk, you grabbed onto her hand to turn her back around.

"Yes?" She raised a brow, hiding her fighting smile behind her poker face.

"I want it." You nodded, "I-I need it." Your voice broke as you spoke, unaware of how close she'd gotten to your face until her lips were slammed into yours.

Your lips moved together, at least Emily's did. She dominated your mouth, doing most of the work as she slid her tongue inside your mouth to explore everything you had to offer.

She pushed you against her desk, pressing her hips into you to keep you from moving. Your hands kept their place on her face, keeping your faces connected.

Her hands were quick to unbutton your pants, pulling them down in a swift motion which disconnected her lips from yours.

She placed her lips onto your neck, nipping at the soft flesh as her fingers teased your clothed clit.

You moaned at the feel, her cold fingers seeping through the fabric. You threw your head back, combing your fingers through her hair as she created bruises where her lips once were.

Emily moved her lips back to your ear, "Your pussy is already so wet for me, huh?" She whispered, teasing her fingers up and down your folds.

"Mhm," You hummed.

She smirked at your response, moving her hand away from where you need her the most. And, before you could protest, she snaked her hands to the top of your thighs to pick you up onto her desk.

You watched as she dropped herself on her knees and spread your legs with her hands, biting her bottom lip at the sight of your soaked panties.

She finally moved your panties to the side, getting a good look at your glistening pussy before moving in to place light teasing kisses.

You whined at the feel, you were incredibly needy for her and the teasing wasn't helping the feeling in your stomach that begged for pleasure.

"Be patient, y/n. You've always been bad about that." She whispered against your clit, looking up at you through her eyelashes as she finally trapped your bundle of nerves between her lips.

"'m sorry.." You moaned, gripping onto the edge of the desk until your knuckles turned pale.

"That's right, apologize to Mommy." She hummed, sending the vibrate straight to your core.

You moaned at the name, you never saw yourself being the kind of girl to call someone 'mommy'. But the sound of it coming off her lips, made you want to scream.

"Yes, mommy. I'm sorry--" You whimpered. Her attack on your cunt turned desperate the more you spoke.

She sucked mercilessly on your clit, using her tongue to tease your entrance and taking your clit slightly between her teeth to watch you squirm.

She could tell how inexperienced you were; virgin? She wasn't sure. But she barely got started and you were already showing signs of an orgasm.

The louder your moans got made her groan against you. She adored the noises you made for her, especially since it was a public office; anyone could hear.

"Yes--oh! Mommy, 'm gonna cum.." You warned. The familiar feeling in your stomach fastly approaching and waiting to snap.

With your warning she moved down to your entrance, licking around it before sliding her tongue inside. Her nose brushed against your clit every time your hips grinded against her involuntarily.

She pushed her tongue in and out of you, waiting to taste your sweet release.

With a moan of her name, you came undone on her tongue. Your toes curled, your back arched and the knot in your stomach snapping in unison.

She moaned against you, feeling your juices fill her mouth with a content sigh.

She helped you come down from your orgasm while also milking everything you had to offer her.

She finally pulled back, standing to your face. You were a sight for sore eyes; your forehead was sweaty and your eyes were watering, mouth agape with heavy breaths as you looked up at her.

Emily snaked her hand around your head, moving down to bring you in a heated kiss.

You could taste yourself in her mouth, giving her a soft moan as you deepened the kiss, sliding your tongue inside her mouth to taste her (and yourself) fully.

She pulled back to look at you, her smile widened. "You look pretty, fucked out like this." She teased, caressing your cheek.

"Let me please you, mommy.." You pleaded, biting your lip as you stared at her.

She laughed in reply, moving her hand to go up and down your thigh.

"Not tonight, baby." She shook her head, "Maybe next time." She whispered, pecking your forehead before moving to walk behind her desk.

"Next time?" You asked, following her with your eyes.

She didn't reply, she just looked at you and smiled as she sat in her chair.

You couldn't help but smile at the thought of Emily wanting to do this again. Part of you felt guilty for finding pleasure in your Professor, but the other part of you was already addicted to the way she touched you.

reposts and comments are appreciated <3

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ddaz3d-and-cc0nfused · 21 days

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Hi!! I have a one shot request (I hope I’m in the right place lmao)

What about a autistic (fem)reader who is super smart and seems to notice things about the case that the others haven’t and every time she tries to state her thoughts a rude sherif cuts her off/infantilising her and Emily defends her

Honestly my brain stopped at the thought of Emily, I need more of her 😔🫶

-anon ᕦ(ò_óˇ)ᕤ

fem!plus size reader, wc: 517.

cw! asshole elders :/

a/n: i have had this finished but sitting in my drafts because i was too lazy to post it, but here it is! i hope that i was able to capture what you were looking for right! :] this can either be read as platonic or romantic!

You have been spoken over and shut down for the past hour, twenty minutes, and thirty seconds.

You hated being silenced, but one thing that trumps that was being infantilized. You worked hard to get where you were now, and you hated being treated like a child just because your way of thinking was different from your peers.

You have saved thousands of people and you’ll be damned if you continue to be treated like this.

“If you look closely, you can see that the area that these women were killed in must hold some kind of sentimental meaning to our unsub.” You grab the black marker and go to draw the inevitable triangle on the printed out map before you’re stopped by the sheriff.

“I’m sure the area these women were killed in was just pure coincidence, so we don’t wanna risk coloring in the paper just ‘cause you think you know somethin’.” He spoke as if he knew more than you did like he was the one with the degree, his tone absolutely rolling in condescension.

“Hold it now, sweetheart. Don’t just go markin’ up stuff.”

“I beg your pardon?” You ask with furrowed eyebrows.

“I’m sorry but –” You try to say but the old fart cuts you off. “I’m sure you are –”

“Excuse me, sheriff, but I’m afraid Special Agent _______ made a great point.” Emily was quick to come to your aide, emphasizing the words ‘Special Agent’ just to reinforce her point.

You could see it in her narrowed eyes, and everyone else’s really, that she was about done with the Sheriff’s embarrassingly large ego. You send her an appreciative – albeit shy – smile, and she gets up, her eyes trained on the map as well.

“She’s right, because if you look here,” She points to the first crime scene and motions for you to draw a mark. “And here,” Her finger trails down to the second location and you follow close behind. “And here.” Her path finally ends, and so does your black ink.

There it was, just like you had first thought, a perfect triangle connecting them all.

“The most important thing should be right –” You finish her words and color in a big circle in the middle. “Here.” Emily sends you a proud look and it threatens to weaken your knees.

“I mean… I suppose that makes sense.” The man grumbled before leaving with his tail between his legs.

“Thank you.” You say quietly. The conversation was meant to be kept between the two of you. Of course you loved and trusted everyone on your team, but Emily was your comfort person, and she made time to understand you.

“No problem,” She responds back. “Everyone was done with his shit anyway.”

“Still, thank you.” You pressed the conversation, because you don’t really think she realized the gravity of the situation, of your appreciation.

For most of your life you had never been given a voice, and having someone stick up for you and even paving the way for you to make your point known was something that no gratitude could give.

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sabage101 · 1 month

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MOTHER

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shayssworldd · 3 months

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id love to know why ive been scrolling through the emily prentiss x reader tag and am just seeing spencer reid fics..literally one after another and another…please tag ur fics correctly because WHYYY are you tagging your SPENCER REID fic “emily prentiss x reader” LIKE JUST STOP?!? no shade, learn how to tag, emily making a 2 second appearance in a fic that isnt about her doesnt warrent you to tag “emily x reader” kayy thankss

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thedelusionalbitchgianna · 2 months

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"Girls without boyfriends how's life?"

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cissyenthusiast010155 · 6 months

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Water Kink with Emily Prentiss ~Kinktober 2023

Happy October 27th!!! A Water Kink otherwise known as Aquaphilia is today’s kink. Our character is the next BAU special agent, Emily Prentiss. Hope you Enjoy!! 🖤💋

Previous Day <—found here!

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Warnings: NSFW, light smut, water kink (Aquaphilia), implied fingering, teasing, pet names, implied future smut, etc.

Enjoy (;

“Would you fuck me in the water?” You blurted out, while lounging in your living room.

Emily looked up from her laptop, and she spoke without skipping a beat.

“Absolutely.”

“Really?” You looked up from your own book, surprised by how confidently the brunette had answered.

“Yea.” Emily quipped, shrugging like it was nothing issue.

“Oh. Ok” you stammered with blush growing on your face and a light smile reflecting your happiness.

“Why is it some kind of thing for you…?” The woman teased, “Me fucking you in water?”

You went even redder at her words.

“N-no, it’s just water in general…” you said in an almost whisper, “Just turns me on to think about”

Emily’s eyes sparkled at your words. She then promptly shut her laptop and stood up.

“Alright, let’s go!” She exclaimed.

You giggled lightly thinking she was joking.

“I’m serious. Get your suit. We can use Rossi’s pool, he’s out of town” Emily encouraged and insisted, indicating to the bedroom where your bathing suit was.

“Oh ok…!” You exclaimed in excitement, jumping up and following her to the bedroom.

You two grabbed your suits quickly and hopped into Emily’s car. The drive to Rossi’s passed quickly and soon, you were outside by his patio, changing into your suits.

You both entered the pool, and as if Emily could read your mind, she immediately backed you up against one of the pool walls. Her arms held each side of the pool edge around your body, so that she was effectively tarrying you between the wall and her own figure.

Your heart fluttered, your eyes widened, and your breathing became shallow. You were frozen. With bated breath. Waiting to see what she was going to do.

“So… Explain to me what’s so appealing about me fucking you in the water…?” Emily huskily purred, as her left hand left the ledge and began wandering across your body.

Your mind was starting to dizzy at the limited touch she was giving you.

“Just… the whole experience… the weightlessness of the water, the sloshing sounds, the ease it is to slip in and slip out, the fact that it’s like fucking without the effects of gravity…” you rambled, watching Emily and her hand as it traveled down to your core.

“Are you already wet merely from discussing the idea…?” The brunette teased playfully.

You gulped and nodded.

“So wet. Please…” you whimpered.

“Oh Don’t worry, Babe…” Emily chuckled,

“I’ll be fucking you senseless until you can’t remember your own name.” She huskily reassured you, sending shivers down your spine and straight to your core.

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Next Day <—Corsetry Kink!!

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f1e4bag · 14 days

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aren’t they gorgeous🫶🫶

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prentissluvr · 6 months

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caught in the rain — emily prentiss

pairing : emily prentiss x gn!reader ➖⟢ genre : fluff ➖⟢ cw : none i think ➖⟢ wc : 0.382K

emily has always hated getting caught in the rain. she hates that her hair gets frizzy and the way that her clothes start to stick to her skin if it’s raining hard enough for that. it’s inconvenient and often gets far too cold and damp for comfort.

but here she is, doing her damndest trying not to start grinning like a fool because she’s been caught in the rain. and it’s all because of you.

suddenly, being caught in the rain is glorious. first is the laugh you let out when you see the look on her face as she feels the first drop of water. that alone is enough to make her feel less miffed by the unplanned weather. then it turns out that it was only unplanned to her, because you pull an umbrella out of your bag with a teasing grin on your face that doesn’t even make her mad because it’s so pleasant to look at.

you open up the umbrella and swing it over your head. it’s small, really only meant for one person, but that doesn’t stop you from looping your arm through hers and pulling her right into your side. the look of surprise on her face morphs into a smile with ease.

“you know, em, some people check the weather report before leaving the house,” you tease.

she scoffs in retaliation. “and some people are too busy to check!”

“today’s your day off!” you laugh again, and now she’s wondering what in the world she did to deserve you because you make her so goddamn happy.

emily still hates getting caught in the rain. but on her days off she always checks the weather and remembers to pack an umbrella, she just doesn’t tell you that so that she can always share yours. so maybe she hates getting caught in the rain but she loves it when it happens with you. because the rain makes you smile and she loves it when you smile. because it gives her an excuse to be so close to you when you’re out and about in the city. because it’s easier for her to sneak a kiss to your cheek without anyone else seeing it and because she loves everything if she gets to have it with you.

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ttlans · 7 months

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Emily: If karma doesn't hit you, I fucking will.

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reidsdaisies · 2 months

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PROTECTIVE EMILY WITH READERRRRRR

i would love to witness emily go a lil feral if maybe the unsub punches reader or something. the things that woman makes me feel 😩😩😩 i wanna be held by her and have her kiss my tears away

‘𝐍𝐨𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐟𝐚𝐮𝐥𝐭’

༉‧´ˎ˗ pairing; emily prentiss x gn bau!reader

༉‧´ˎ˗ content warnings; guns and typical cm case stuff, reader is shot in the shoulder but is okay, rephrasing of the iconic “I’ve got a Glock leveled at your crotch. What’s to stop me from taking you and the little ones out?” line, stressed emily :( and concerned emily, she blamed herself :(, you don’t blame her, kissingg<3.

༉‧´ˎ˗ wc; 1k

༉‧´ˎ˗ a/n; i don’t think this is the exact situation you wanted, but this is the direction i took it. not proof read.

𝐂𝐌 𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓 || 𝐌𝐀𝐈𝐍 𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓

“Honey, don’t.”

You gave a silent nod, pressing your lips together in an attempt to keep your mouth shut. Her hand was pressed against your chest, the chest protected by the bulletproof vest you were wearing. She gave you a light pat before drawing her gun and swiftly turning the corner.

Two shots from her Glock is all it took before the unsub was out cold. You all knew he would try to ambush the two of you, just like he did with his victims, and so Emily needed you to be quiet in order for the situation to go the right way. Fortunately, it was easier than you guys had anticipated, and as she bent down to confiscate the perpetrator's weapon, she was taken aback when she looked up to see you turned around the other way, standing beside her with your gun drawn.

“Drop your weapon!” You yelled to the unknown man, but it was too late because he had already fired his shot at you. Luckily, his aim wasn’t too great, and even though you were hit by the bullet, it was in your shoulder, nowhere where the damage couldn’t be undone. You yelped, pushed back slightly by the force, hitting the brick wall behind you, completely caught off guard.

He doesn’t have a chance to redo his shot, because Emily is on it, aiming her gun at a particularly low area on his body.

“I’ve got a Glock leveled at your crotch. Nothing is stopping me from taking you and the little ones out right now, so I’d advise you to listen to my partner and drop your weapon.”

The second unsub falters at that, clearly not wanting to sacrifice his private parts just for the opportunity to maybe shoot two FBI agents and have even more charges against him than he already has. With her words, he slowly lowers down to the ground, placing his weapon down and sliding it across the ground to her.

She stops the gun while still never taking her eyes off him. “Now, hands behind your back.”

“Two unsubs? Two of them! How didn’t we know there were two of them?” She thinks aloud, pacing back and forth right in front of where you sit in the back of an ambulance. She runs a hand through her hair, sighing deeply.

“Em,” You drawl, looking at her with a look her brain, clouded by anger towards the man who hurt you, convinces her is betrayal, but in actuality is just concern.

“It’s my fault, you’re hurt and it’s my fault because I was so sure there was only one unsub.”

She winces at the memory of watching you get shot injury, her vision flashing back to the sight of you leaning yourself up against the wall, hand pressed over your shoulder, blood seeping through your fingers and down your sleeve.

“Emily, sit down and take a breath before you pass out and hit the ground and I’m no longer the only one sitting in the back of an ambulance, getting treated for a wound.”

“Right, you’re right, y/n,” she swallows, moving to sit down next to you on the edge of the ambulance. “It was just your shoulder, and we’ll be going back home soon. I didn’t mean to stress you out, it’s just I can’t stand seeing you in pain like how you were when he shot you.”

The EMT who’s treating your shoulder wound moves to your side, making room for Emily who’s now sitting on your left. You were shot in the right shoulder, so the EMT is still able to work on bandaging you up.

“I know Em, and you should know that it’s not your fault. None of us could have seen that turn of events happening, not even Reid, so don’t beat yourself up for it. And I also know you’re salty that Hotch won’t let you go over to the station to interrogate the man, but that’s most definitely for the best. I know what you’re like when you’re upset with someone for hurting the ones you love, and the guy seems like a pussy, I’m sure he would crap his pants.”

Emily lets out a small chuckle at your comment, the tension slowly dissipating from her features as she leans into your side. "You’re probably right, y/n," she admits, her voice softening with gratitude. "As much as I want to give that guy a piece of my mind, I know it's probably for the best if I leave it to Hotch, just this time."

You offer her a reassuring squeeze with the hand of your uninjured arm, a silent gesture of comfort and solidarity.

She meets your gaze, her eyes shimmering with unspoken emotion as she leans in to press a gentle kiss to your forehead.

She pulls back, smiling at you.

“You’re very strong, you know that y/n?”

You nod. “You remind me all the time.”

Emily breathily chuckles. “I mean it. You don’t let things like this phase you, and I admire that quality.”

This time you’re the one leaning in, pressing a kiss to her darkly-colored lips.

“Thank you for noticing, and for caring so deeply for me to the point that you get yourself all worked up about it. But also please don’t let your concern get to the level where you’re stressed like that, especially over something you didn’t have control over.”

“I can't make any promises.. but I will try, for you.” She seals her words with another kiss to your lips, the lips now tainted by her lipstick.

“All done,” the EMT says with a smile, pulling you two from your little shared moment.

“Let's get back to the station, y/n,” Emily says, hopping down from the vehicle and offering her hand to you, which you very gratefully accept.

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snoozthedumb · 6 months

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im attracted to men who suffer and women who make me suffer

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creativesaturn · 2 months

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i found your acc recently and i love your fics!! could you possibly do a fluffy emily x fem!reader who works at the bau and they come home from a long case and they both just wind down with their kid? tyy!

Summary: Nothing can compare to the safety of your own home, and the comfort of your wife and child.

Genre: Fluff

Pairing: Emily Prentiss x fem!reader

Warnings: None!

Word count: 254

a/n: kinda short but I hope this is okay!

You and Emily entered the house one after the other. As soon as the door shut behind you, you could hear the soft footsteps of your daughter running towards you.

"Mommy!" She yelled.

Behind the little girl, was the nanny, following her with a guilty expression.

"I am so sorry, she would not go to sleep." She apologized, watching as you picked her up with a wide smile.

"It's okay, I know she can be stubborn." You responded, your voice soft from the long day as you cooed your daughter.

"Okay. Well, have a nice night." The nanny smiled, grabbing her coat and walking out the door.

"You must be tired, huh?" Emily smiled, kissing the small child's face.

"Nuh uh.." The young girl shook her head, clearly fighting it off.

You smiled at her response, setting her down on her feet to watch her race after Emily that was walking towards the bedroom.

You removed your coat and shoes before emptying your pockets on the table the hallway provided, walking towards the bedroom to change.

As soon as you entered you spotted Emily and your daughter curled up next to each other in the middle of the bed. You smiled at the sight, deciding changing can wait.

You crawled into the bed, spooning Emily from behind.

The feeling of being safe and protected washing over you like an ocean wave. And just the thought of nothing being able to compare to this, made you smile in the comfort of the tight embrace you had on Emily.

reposts and comments are appreciated <3

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thesnakethatmarches · 11 days

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Emily Prentiss is a complete lesbian it’s true she told me so herself

#emily prentiss #criminal minds #cm #criminal minds evolution #emily prentiss criminal minds #GIVE HER A GORLFRIEND COWARDS #lesbian #comphet Emily Prentiss real

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ddaz3d-and-cc0nfused · 2 years

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𝐃𝐀𝐘 𝐄𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓: Teasing w/ Emily Prentiss

a/n: be warned that this is fem!reader, so if you aren't cool with that, there's other profiles that you can read from. Homophobia & Fetishizing is not welcomed here! my profile is an LGBTQIA+ safe space.

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It was as if Emily was born to tease, the woman taking advantage of every single part of your body that shivered, tingled, and trembled. She would play your body like a sonata, and tonight, she was feeling extra evil.

You laid on your shared bed, legs forced apart as your hands were tightened to the headboard, eyesight stolen away from you as one of her beautiful velvet red blindfolds sat upon them. She stood on her knees between your legs, strap buried deep inside of you as a vibrating wand was pressed against your clit on the lowest setting.

“What's the matter baby?” She asked cruelly, running the wand up and down your clit. “Cat got your tongue?” You could hear the smugness in her voice as you flushed at the sound of juices being made extremely loud due to the vibrations. “Emily.. please— I can't… higher please.” She only sucked in a breath. “I'm afraid that I can't do that. What, is this not enough?” She then pulled the vibrator off of you. You whined in frustration, almost letting out a sob as she teased you. You had barely even come close to an orgasm, the feeling of pleasure being the only thing to caress your spine.

“No, no! I didn't mean it like that,” You huffed, “Please Emily, it was enough. 'Need it, need you, please.” It was embarrassing how you were begging her; your body trembling, shaking like a leaf as the cool air brushed against your soaked core. You were sure there was a puddle below you, your lower half being so pent up. The burn in your arms only added to the pleasure, blessing your body with a heavenly ache.

“You sure?” She delivered a shallow thrusts, snatching the air from your lungs. “Yes, I'm sure!” She went silent, but you heard the wand turn back on, and you felt it be placed back on your clit. You almost bursted out in prayer. You thought the wand was the only stimulation you were going to get, but then her hips began moving, snapping them so hard that they almost your body up the bed.

“Emily!” You said in surprise, but you couldn't keep your noises down. Where Emily lived— since you moved in with her— was nice, so you'd definitely be getting a noise complaint from the neighbors. Your pleas came out stammered, brain beginning to fog as the toys caressed your most sensitive spots. Your legs attempted to close as your orgasm approached you, but her body prevented them from doing so.

“Keep your legs open, pretty. ‘Or you won't come at all.” Her voice was dark, now filled with the same amount of lust and need as you neared your peak. “You're so pretty, love.” She complimented, one of her free hands stroking the inside of your thigh sensually. You loved how suave her voice was, how sultry it would get as she fucked you silly.

“Em, Em, Em!” That was you pathetically trying to warn her before you soaked both of your lower half’s, Emily quickly moving the wand away from your clit. “Good girl, cum for me sweetheart.” Your body sunk into the mattress, your head light as your body felt like it was on cloud nine.

“You think were done?” You heard Emily call from the end of the bed. You felt her crawl up your body, wetness now smeared against your lips.

“Were just getting started.”

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