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lilveeblog · 8 months

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jealous baby

jj doesn’t like spencer :)

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It was an immediate reaction. JJ emerged from the bathroom and saw Spencer perched on the side of Elle’s desk. Without thinking, she charged over and pushed him off.

“Jay!” Elle shouted, attracting the attention of everyone around.

Spencer lay on the floor. His head smacked the ground, blood poured from the wound.

“Spencer,” Derek gasped, falling to his friend's side. JJ was so angry. So, so angry. She went for Spencer again but Elle held her back. She grabbed her around the chest, pinning her arms to the side and pulled her far away -to her office.

“What on Earth was that about?” Elle asked, infuriated. But JJ felt smaller then. She’d made her Ma mad. Her Ma !! Out of anyone in the world, JJ hated making Elle mad. Instead of explaining herself, she turned herself to the corner and stayed silent - thinking about all the times Spencer took a step too far with her caregiver recently.

First, was the hug. It was a simple hug from everyone else's perspective but to JJ, Spencer held on too tight for too long.

It had been a long day at work and the case was difficult. JJ was waiting at the car, ready to go home with Elle but Spencer came up behind Elle and tapped her on the shoulder. She couldn’t see Spencer’s face, but she could see her Ma’s. Laughing, giggling, smiling - she even gave him the same sympathetic eyes she gave her. She didn’t want to look but when Spencer wrapped his arms around Elle and Elle wrapped her arms around Spencer, she couldn’t take her eyes off them. It was a tight hug. Elle’s eyes were closed and her lips were in a small, soft smile. A comfortable smile. JJ felt the anger boil in her stomach before climbing grumpily into the car. She made sure to slam the door and huff whilst putting her seatbelt on and then wait for her Ma.

The next time was the present. Well, the donuts - and the coffee, specifically for Elle.

“Hey guys, I brought breakfast,” Spencer announced, coming into the bullpen.

“Donuts!” JJ cheered, heading towards the now-open box of doughnuts. JJ examined the sweet treats, all decorated and reached her hand into the simple sugar one but Spencer stopped her.

“That one is Elle’s,” he smiled. Just as she came up behind them. JJ felt the gentle hand on the bottom of her back and scowled up at Spencer.

“Elle’s? I didn’t know we had specifics,” JJ frowned.

“Oh, we don’t. I just got Elle her favourite,, I know how much she loves the simple sugar ones,” Spencer explained, smiling at Elle- chuffed with himself.

“That’s so sweet Spence, thank you!” Elle smiled widely.

“Oh,” JJ mumbled. She put the sugar doughnut back down. “Which one is mine?” JJ asked.

“Whichever you want,” Spencer replied. “Coffee Elle?”

JJ shut the doughnut box and stropped off back to her seat. Too infested in her coffee, Elle didn’t even notice her girl go without breakfast or the grumpy expression she held at her desk.

Then, there was the surprise visit to their house.

“JJ, come sit down now. It’s starting,” Elle shouted through their house.

“Coming Ma!” JJ chirped, jumping up from her toys and rushing over to get cosy next to her Ma on the sofa. It was movie night. JJ’s favourite night of the week. She was allowed to stay up late, have loads of sweets and fizzy drinks and ENDLESS cuddles. Plus, she got to pick the movie.

“Ma, catch,” Jay giggled, throwing up a piece of popcorn into the air. Like the master she is, Elle caught it in her mouth and the pair high-fived.

“You so mazing Ma,” JJ mumbled, wrapping her arms around Elle and hugging her tight. Elle smiled widely. She loved JJ, more than anything or anyone in the entire world.

“You’re amazing too little one.” Just then, there was a swift knock at the door. JJ frowned as Elle sat up, reaching for the remote. She paused it and there was another knock.

“Who it?” JJ asked curiously.

“I don’t know. Stay here, I’ll go find out,” Elle instructed as she disappeared down the stairs.

A few moments later, Elle returned with Spencer following her. JJ’s mood instantly dropped. This was HER night with HER Ma. Not Spencer’s.

“What is he doing here?” She huffed.

“Be nice missy. He’s come to show us this new film he found,” Elle said gently, taking a seat on the coffee table to put the CD in the player.

“But, Ma! We watching mermaids!” JJ cried, heading over.

“It’s okay, we can finish mermaids another time. Spencer is really excited about this. And he came all this way,” Elle said softly.

“It’s an old Russian classic that has been recently translated into English for the first time- obviously I understand the Russian but now you guys can understand it, I thought I’d show you. It’s about a young boy…” Spencer rambled on about the movie and JJ sat there, in the corner of the couch, slouching and pouting.

“Budge over,” Elle said once the movie began playing. She sat on the other side of the couch so Spencer was in the middle, JJ couldn’t even cuddle up with Elle now.

“Popcorn?” Elle offered and Spencer threw it into his mouth, causing a cheer from Elle and a high-five between the two of them. JJ sighed, snuggling into her blanket. Her movie night was obviously over. By the time the movie had ended, it was way past the last bus and Spencer didn’t drive. Now he had to stay the night. JJ’s entire nighttime routine was ruined thanks to Spencer.

The next morning, they headed to work together. Spencer took the front seat, JJ’s favourite seat. He stood between them in the elevator. They didn’t have time for Elle to get JJ dressed, do her hair, or make her breakfast or her bottle. Everything was ruined and wrong. They couldn’t do their cuddle and kiss at the door, in the elevator - JJ hadn’t hugged her Ma all morning.

Emerging from the bathroom and seeing Spencer with her Ma again, taking the space she wanted to be. Taking away her Ma, just - it was too much.

“Jennifer, what you just did was completely unacceptable,” Elle said. She grabbed JJ’s arm and turned her around so the smaller girl was facing her. However, the blue, teary eyes looking up at Elle broke her. She sighed and wrapped her arms around JJ, her caregiver instincts kicking in.

JJ was good as gold. She didn’t step out of line. This behaviour, as horrible as it was, as much as it needed to be punished - was a cry for help.

Finally, in her caregiver's arms, JJ broke down. Elle carried her from the corner and set her on her lap in the armchair. She rocked her girl, back and forth and reassured her gently.

“What’s going on princess?”

“He take you away,” JJ cried heavily.

“Spencer?”

“He takes you all time!” the smaller girl sobbed.

“No one is taking me away from you. No matter how close we are, I’ll always be YOUR Ma,” Elle reassured softly. JJ cried into Elle’s chest, clinging to her top and explained all the times that Spencer had ruined her days recently.

“I understand you’re jealous sweetheart but you have to communicate these things with me. Big girl words and nice hands are what are needed. You know this.”

“But Ma, he jus alway there,” JJ argued.

“I understnad. But you can always ask to speak to me privately. I’ll always, always make time for you if you come up to me, hold my hand, cuddle me - any of it. I never push you away, even if Spencer is there,” I can give you both attention and love at the same time.”

“You’re MY Ma, no his,” JJ confirmed.

“Not his. Yours. I know baby girl,” Elle chuckled, holding her girl tighter. She hoped that once JJ had apologised to Spencer, they could move on. She’ll make sure her girls feel included, and less pushed out by Spencer. However, she also knew she couldn’t give in to the behaviour all the time.

JJ huffed and crashed back against Elle’s chest.

“I love you baby,” Elle whispered, kissing her girls head.

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aew-kun-age-regression · 11 months

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ABC agere game - F = friends. G = gear. C = Caregiver W/ JJ??

Hiii! Of course I can!!

ABC agere ask game:

Jennifer Jareau (JJ)

Friends: "Does she have any Regressor friends?" Yes!! I feel like her main friend who is also a regressor is Spencer and Penelope!! I also Headcannon Derek and Emily as flips (Caregiver leans) HOWEVER when small all four of them have the most entertaining playdates!!!

Gear: "Does she have any regression gear?" Yesss! I'm honestly just going to list what I think she has - She has a Winnie the Pooh baby bottle & silly cup! She has a couple of my little ponies, and the littlest pet shop figures. She also has a Barbie!! (And lots of outfits to dress her in! Some were even made by Penelope!!) She has a couple of Dummys/Pacifiers. Emily bought her some Disney dress up costumes!!! JJ also has a tea set and a Winnie the Pooh plush!!! (Courtesy of Will)

Caregiver: "Does she have a Caregiver?" Her main Caregivers are Will and Hotch! Rossi babysits JJ all the time! The two of them have so much fun!! As I said earlier I see Derek and Emily as flips but just as much as they are are super close when small, when in a big headspace the two of them are more than willing to babysit JJ. I will say tho that if either of them look after JJ some sort of chaos will occur!!

#agere blog #sfw agere #sfw littlespace #sfw little post #little space #agere little #aewlittlerambles #sfw little community #aewlittleheadcannons #criminal minds agere #regressor!jj #regressor!jennifer jareau #little!jj #little!jennifer jareau

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weirdlybeans · 4 months

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Happy Holidays!

This is my gift for @roguefoxpaws for @cmgiftexchange. Hope you like it!

#sorry this is a little late #but i got it done in time!#i really hope you like it #aaron hotchner #penelope garcia #jennifer jareau #jj #emily prentiss #derek morgan #spencer reid #criminal minds #criminal minds fanart #cm #my art

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dcvidsrossi · 1 year

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Emily: What am I most afraid of? Hmm, let's see...

Reid: Global warming. And getting a ‘B’.

Rossi: The phone ringing in the middle of the night.

Hotch: I'm too much of a perfectionist.

Rossi: Aaron, this isn't a job interview.

Hotch: Oh, man. Job interviews.

Morgan: Nothing.

Reid: Yeah, right. What about the pigeons?

Morgan: No, I don't like them. They're shifty.

Will: Losing JJ.

JJ: Aww. Hotel bedspreads.

Will:

Penelope: Never getting my driver's license. Or getting one but the picture sucks.

Emily: Dying alone.

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snarkylinda · 11 months

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"can't you have this conversation literally anywhere else"

#his little reactions here along with his “they are not a solution” is the closest thing I'll have to acknowledgment #and in this point I'll fucking take it #criminal minds #spencer reid #jennifer jareau #penelope garcia

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jjtheresidentbaby · 2 months

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Can you do cg JJ with little reader

˚. ❝₊˚ 𝘣𝘦𝘥𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘦 𝘴𝘵𝘰𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘴 ❞ ˚₊·

» jennifer jareau x reader

» warnings: pet names

“All tucked in?” You nod with a smile up at Jj, the heated blanket she has wrapped around you as tight as possible is slowly warming up as Jj moves to grab a book from your nightstand.

“Y’know we might have to talk to Reid about going to the library at some point, we’re running low on books.” Trips to the library or bookstore with Spencer are some of your favorite things to do while regressed and Jj always says Reid is eager to help take care of you for the day too.

“I’ll talk to him tomorrow at work. For now, wizard of oz or Alice in wonderland?” The two books get held up for you to see, Jj nodding her head over to the wizard of oz one in the least subtle way possible.

“That one.” You giggle and point up at the book, smiling brighter when Jj does a small victorious ‘yess’ under her voice, you love seeing her goofy side that’s so rare on work days.

“Good choice sweetheart.” She praises and flips the book open, clearing her throat before starting to read the first line in an animated voice for dramatic effect. It’s something she always does when reading bedtime stories and something that always makes you smile.

#jj writes #criminal minds agere #little!reader #caregiver!jj #jj x reader #jennifer jareau

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cecedownbad · 5 months

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Hold On

Summary: A missing child's case resurfaced so many memories you wished to keep buried. Sure enough, seeking comfort from the heavy feelings came by as a form of a person. [Spencer Reid X Fem!Reader] Part 2.

Warning: Child abduction, death of a child, angst, no Y/N, made up last name: Cyrus, made up case, light fluff, hurt/ comfort, not too romance-y but alluding to it, not proof read, I don't think the mystery/crime aspect is good but let me hear thoughts guys. Something extra in tags, read after the story.

Word Count: 4.1k

Part 1

I'm so sorry this took so long, my exams, mental health, projects, assignments allll just rolled in the past months, and I've been doing everything to stay on top of writing. It's rushed towards the end but with all that's going on I hope it's okay. If anyone is up for part 3, I'm all for it .

Enjoy

"Those who cannot remember the past, are condemned to repeat it."

-George Santayana

'Okay, let's see, Conrad Miller, 16 years old, went missing on June 12th, 2007. Last seen by the local church with one of the volunteers, she was questioned once but was never linked as she had a solid alibi, her name was Grace Cyrus.' Tara paused. 'So she took Conrad, no she definitely didn't just take him, poor kid is definitely not okay.'

'Right now Stephen is our priority, the anniversary of Steven's disappearance is in 4 days, so what does she want with him now?' You pace in the room, spinning a pen you grabbed in your hand. 'I think that's something only you can answer, what happened 4 days prior to Steven's disappearance?' Tara pondered, she sat down, looking at you, intent on finding answers. '4 days prior…that was the day my dad— Daniel had come to visit, they, Grace and him got into a fight and Stevie, Steven tried to "protect" Daniel in his own way, he thought Mom was going to hurt him…'

Was it then that this all weighed down on you? Words long lost had started pouring through the cracks of memories locked away. You were never in that station in that moment, no, now you were back there.

'Stevie, get back here! We can't stop them!'

'No! No let go! I don't want Dad to go, Mom's going to send him away!'

'Steven!'

No matter how hard you tried, he slipped from your tensed grasp, landing right between two enraged adults.

Pacing the floor helped gather your thoughts, a little better.

'What was the very last thing she said to you when you left?'

The thought of how it all ended passed through your minds, each time much like a bullet to the brain but you push it all down, now wasn't the right time for you. 'everything okay there?' Tara asked you, it's only been a few minutes since you and Tara confronted the idea that Grace might have done more than anyone could have put together.

'Yeah just a lot going on in my head, I think I need a breather.'

'Hold that thought, JJ and Luke are back with Daniel,'

Your hand now wrapped around the empty coffee mug, a dad you haven't spoken to for the last two decades, what would you have to say? or better yet, what would he say to you? This isn't an official reunion, it's an interrogation and who knows what will spill out of your mouth if you see the very first man in your life that disappointed you, taught you that having a person in your life was enough to make you fall apart.

'JJ and I will go in first, you sit tight.' Tara patted your shoulder giving it a good squeeze before heading out the conference room.

It was soon after that Rossi, Reid and Emily came back in, all three harnessing disappointment with their stride. 'Hey, what happened?'

'Well, Rosa was not in her home, we searched the house and by the looks of it, she hardly came back there.' Emily sat down with her legs crossed. 'but, her room had keepsakes, maybe from the time you lived with her?'

'What did she have?'

'She had pictures, some old folded drawings, and the weirdest one, an old juice box.' as Emily finished, you sat up from your chair, 'an old juice box? Do you remember what flavour?'

'I think it was Apple? Why? Does it have something to do with Steven?'

'…'

'Cyrus?'

'That, uh, it's nothing, I think sentimental feelings do surface no matter what kind of person you are.' You began fidgeting with your sleeves, your mind now slowly began recalling events that transpired long ago. 'Is there something else? It looks like you aren't sure about something.' Rossi eyed your movements, he knew something was keeping you. 'My mother, she'd never show any sign that she felt remorse, not even as far as I could remember.'

'Okay Reid, stay with her, I'm going to check in with JJ and the rest. Rossi? Do you mind?' soon after, Rossi and Emily exited the room, leaving you and Spencer in the conference room. 'Could you tell me what kind of person your mother is?' Spencer sat down right before you, urging you to take a seat right next to him and you did.

'She was an uptight woman, she loved to be in control of her life that meant being in control of mine too, it's why I left. She loved being seen.'

'Being seen? What do you mean?'

'She was always a respected figure no matter where she went, be it at work or in the neighborhood, she pushed for that at home too. When Steven had disappeared, I would always remember how she would tell me he was in a better place, and that if I do anything to disobey her or question her authority, I would be punished.' your head hung as you remembered more, 'I would study, day and night, that was the only life I knew, if my grades dropped by a mark, she'd lock me in my room, made sure I only had books on my desk.'

'Did Daniel ever drop by after what happened to Steven?' Spencer asked gently, 'No, I never saw him after that, I thought he finally got sick of mom and left, but I see now that wasn't the case.'

'Okay—'

'You know the one thing I can't seem to remember though?' you looked up at Spencer, his eyebrows now furrowed in question. 'My mother would always say how beautiful I am, and…and that I look just like her, her very own reflection but, Spencer, I can't…I can't remember her face.' your voice sounded shattered at what came out of it. You felt the tears fall, but you couldn't turn away or hide them, Spencer saw just how much this hurts you.

'You are your own person, no one can ever take that from you, no matter what, you are you.' He held your hand, rubbing his thumb over the back of your palm, that gave you a sign of comfort and you smiled at him. 'Alright, let's get back to the case.' quickly wiping away your tears and pasting on a smile, which you flash at Spencer, he in turn regained a more unmoving figure. 'When you said Rosa knew that Steven would never come back, what did you mean?'

'I was only a kid but to me it felt like she already knew that Steven had maybe...and all I could remember was a frown anytime I even remotely related to Steven.' You return with an answer. It was then the phone on the table went off.

'What is it Garcia?'

'So I dug into Daniel a bit more, and you aren't going to like this, so he was actually never in Bakersfield until a week ago, before that he was working as a cab driver in Nevada. He was in Nevada for a long time, but he touched base sometime in 2007, in the month of June. Looks like he tried several times to contact his ex wife but she never entertained any of it. What is concerning is that he was reported of stalking a young boy, said he mistook the boy for a boy he knew and he meant no harm but he was fired from his workplace and when was that? A little before coming over to Bakersfield.' Once Garcia had informed both of you, it was then JJ, Emily and Luke walked back in.

'What did the boy look like?' Spencer asked, 'I sent his picture to your phone.'

'Thank you Garcia.' You picked up your cell and scrolled through to find the image.

'No problemo.'

Upon quick inspection, you could tell at a glance the young boy and Steven shared a few similarities, nothing too obvious except hair colour and facial structure, age is the more obvious factor.

JJ walked in, arms crossed, she sighed but began asking what Garcia checked in for, 'Looks like Daniel was fired from his work place prior to coming to Bakersfield a week before Stephen's abduction.' You informed the three.

'If I didn't know any better, I'd say that's a trigger for him.' Emily began, 'Yeah, I agree.' and Luke followed suit.

'So he not only gets rejected by his ex-wife, but fired from his work place for stalking a boy that looks like his son, then he goes and kidnaps a boy that Rosa seemingly dotes on? Something doesn't add up.' JJ looked on with confusion. 'How did it go with him?' you asked finally.

'Said he had something vital for the case but he would only discuss it with you.' Emily sat down, her voice already etching with exhaustion. 'He's hiding something and my gut is saying it can't be good.'

'I'll go talk to him.' You were close to leaving the room, but Emily had halted your motions.

'Wait,'

'Yeah?'

'Reid will go with you, Tara might want to step out.' You gave a quick nod to Emily's order.

Every step to the interrogation room, you could hear the pained voices of yours, more precisely, from when you were a child. A young girl, alone in a room with nothing but her thoughts, you swallowed hard as you stood by the entrance of the viewing room. When you entered, you let Spencer call Tara from the interrogation room to the viewing room. 'No matter what, don't give in to his requests, you need to break him down, and if you ever want to leave, you can.' Tara gave you a small nudge and she stayed back in the room.

This was it, you let Spencer lead you into the interrogation room, allowing him to get there before you creeped on behind.

'How many times do I need to tell you people? Can't you bring my daug—you, your—'

'Let me be very clear, you have something vital for this case and I'm willing to hear you out, but say or do anything and you will be escorted out of the door by agents, understood?' the firm voice you let out hid every sorry cry that was wailing in you, having not seen your father for 20 years was a shock but not something that should be seen. 'Look at you, what it's been 15, 20 years, oh my beautiful little angel, I missed you.' honey coated words slipped from his mouth and every cell in you twisted in anger and contempt, 'Mr. Carter, the case.' Spencer stepped in this time.

'Always in such a hurry, well, since you brought my little girl. I know where the kid is being held.' He sat there with no remorse, no care that a child, close to the age of the son he lost years ago, was missing.

'Where might that be?'

'I can take you there, but I'll only go if she goes with me.'

After so long, he cares or at least that's what he's showing but you knew what he was playing at, he thought he could get away light just because his flesh and blood was in the justice system, what a sorry bastard.

'I think we're done here.' Spencer had got up from his chair but you stayed seated, deal or not you wanted to break the man in front of you and that was what was nailing you down to your chair. 'Mr. Carter, what good will it do if I went with you? Was it not enough that you came in here demanding to see your daughter about a case I know damn well you don't care about?' you pressed, choice of words were clearly targeted but your composure remained cool. 'What do you mean, you know what happened to Stevi—'

'Your son that you never bothered to report missing? I don't believe you have a right to bring that up, Sir.'

'Now listen here—'

'In the time Rosa had left you behind, you did nothing but fail to bring yourself together, I have a question for you, what were you doing on June 12th, 2007? Why did you come back to Bakersfield prior to that date?' you swiped through the tablet that Tara handed to you, it contained everything Garcia had found including some case files. 'I don't know why you're asking me that, don't you have the life of a boy to save?' He avoided it with such harshness, you only wanted to pry further but somehow it felt like you knew the answer, but the words never fell into place.

'Answer the question Daniel.' Spencer sat back down now jabbing at him as well. 'I just had someone to meet, is that really so important?'

'Why did you need to meet them? Did you coming back here have anything to do with Rosa Cyrus, your ex-wife?' Your slowly tapped at the desk, it was a timed beat. 'I did visit her once but that—'

'Were you aware that a teenager was reported missing around the same time you arrived here? His name was Conrad Miller, he was 16 years old.'

'W-what? I-I don't know anything about that.'

'Really? Because it says in the case files that Rosa was the last person to have seen Conrad, but you knew that didn't you?' He flinched at the response, at this point he wore a sign that screamed suspicious.

It was then that Daniel remained silent, you believed that any word that came out of him at that point would dig his grave deeper.

You stepped out of the room and walked into the room behind the mirror. 'Now he won't speak,' Rossi now stood there with his arms in his pocket.

'We need to find Rosa and Stephen soon, the man is hiding something and Rosa is the key to finding out why.' Rossi took the words right out of your mouth, looks you both knew what he was playing at.

'I think I can help with that, how much can you guys bet on a gut feeling?' You asked the three of them, weary of their answer, 'At this point? I'll take it.' Rossi let out, the two soon followed. 'Rosa will most likely be at the house we used to live in, which is not in this area, I'm hoping that she's keeping Stephen safe,'

'Safe? How come?' Tara asked you, 'Daniel here, came a week prior to Stephen's abduction, not only did he lose his job before coming here, he needed to have a reason to come here,' you deduce.

'His reason being Rosa? But wouldn't that not trigger Rosa?' Looks like you still needed to elaborate your theory, so you continued. 'It did, Rosa having heard that Daniel came here must have caused her protective instinct to kick in, call me crazy, but I think Rosa is keeping Stephen away from Daniel.' you finally let out a sigh, your palms clammed from sweat but if you were right, the little boy you came here for was safe.

'A mother's protective instinct, I'm guessing that something happened 20 years ago that she didn't agree on, which caused her to completely reject this guy, I'll have Garcia send the address of her prior location.' Rossi curtly exited the room, Tara followed along.

Spencer stood before you in silence, you didn't register any movement from him because all your focus was on the man, sitting on the other side of that glass.

'You can go on ahead, Reid, I need to talk to him.'

'But I can't let you go in alone...'

You huffed, your eyes did what it could but meet his but looking away won't make what you want go away, 'Given the chance, I might punch the daylights out of him—'

'More of a reason for me to stay.'

Spencer interrupted, you returned with a sharp look in your eyes before you relaxed, 'Let me finish, I would want to give him a piece of my mind but I need to know, I just, he's the only one that has got to know something about Steven, maybe I can finally put him to rest.'

It was selfish, that's what you called it, asking for just one more clue when you couldn't do anything before. Maybe now that helpless little girl all those years ago, can see her brother off. 'I need to do this, alone...'

'...'

You stood there, waiting for something, a sound from him in response, anything at all. 'I'll wait here, being short of another agent will not slow down the rest of the team.' He'd finished but his response ticked you, it poked at the idea of a child being monitored by their parents.

'I don't need you watching my every move, Reid.'

'I'm just following orders.'

'Following orders? Do I look like a child to you? Do I need a leash around my neck too? I can handle him, he's one man!' Your voice raised, and you stared up at your fellow colleague with a ray of contempt.

'A man you can't stand being around for long, you sounded just fine in there earlier to anyone that watched, but do you want to know what I saw? I saw that you were holding back, hard enough your hands curled at his answers, your feet apart was enough for me to know that you would have given Emily a reason for you to be dismissed from the case.' He'd stated what was right, but it wasn't right to you, not right now, you don't know when it would be. 'I'll wait here, you can go in alone.'

Your feet put you in place for a good moment, his words tore right through you. He was right, somewhere in your clouded judgement, you understood he was right, but just because you understood doesn't mean you accepted it.

With a second left to pass, you turned from Spencer. All in silence, it was accepted that you had a job to uphold, no matter the personal toll.

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The dial ups in the station, voices of police officers, movement all around you had become void. Nothing, that's what you heard when you left the interrogation room, you couldn't even hear one Agent calling out to you when you had left. Something gathered, something rotten had formed in your stomach. Your body felt hot, your head on a swivel.

You felt the acid burn at your throat, the half conscious part of you managed to drag your feet to a bathroom stall for you to expel the choux pastry you ingested.

Standing before the mirror now, you washed your mouth, feeling the remnants of the expelled food at your throat.

Nothing felt right to you, not right then, not right now. Having no mind to lose any more time, Reid waited in the conference room as you begrudgingly walked yourself back into it. You said nothing.

You dialed in Emily immediately, hoping she hadn't reached the house yet. 'What have you got for me Cyrus?'

'I spoke to Daniel.'

'What did he say?'

'He'd been sending frequent messages and calling my mother, they met once, 2007. There was an argument and Conrad had gotten in-between the two of them, it didn't end well.' you informed her, almost mechanically.

'What did he say about Steven?' JJ chimed in.

'Steven was, he said he was never meant to be hurt and Rosa in the mess of things, covered up for him. He told me where...I know where his body is.' Your voice strained, as it got to harsher details.

Nothing came out though, you tried filling in the rest of the details but your voice was overtaken. A pleading look carried over to Spencer and he took over. 'He said that you have to ask where he's sleeping, Rosa's delusion right at this moment is that Steven would come back.'

'Okay, we'll get back to you as soon as we're done here.' The line cut. If you'd carried a boulder on your shoulders, the weight of it might be the same as your conscience. All that was left was you see a family reunited and you get the closure you've been searching for.

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The team was back, so was the little boy, he was safe. The Turner family could now go home with their son safe and sound in their grasp.

'Nothing beats seeing that.' you stood, satisfied in a way, the others agreed in unison to your words.

'Cyrus, I need to have a word with you.' Emily called you to a secluded corner of the station, but you had no fear built in you, in fact you felt rather empty, exhausted enough to be emotionally drained. 'We found Steven...' she said quietly.

'Where was he?' you met her in the eyes, having nothing left to tie you down. 'Remains were found in the wall of a small bedroom, it looked like he was initially buried but moved there later.' Every word had struck you, the smaller bedroom was your shared one, no doubt. 'Was he, uh, covered?' a crack sounded in your voice.

It took Emily a moment before answering, 'He was...'

The last bit of remorse. You'd promised yourself for 20 years that he was found. Part of you wanted him to be alive, maybe he ran off and just found a better life or he was on the streets, alive at least. But you knew how far-fetched that sounded, hope was the one thing you were aware that could end you. '...Thank you, can I, um, I want to be alone.'

'Of course, take all the time you need, listen, once this is over I need to speak with you, but only when you're ready, okay?' She patted the side of your shoulders, adhering to your request, she left you alone.

You let out a wavered breath, trying to breathe in and out to calm yourself. What you needed now was to mourn, you knew that but having a hard cry at this moment would slow down everyone.

Not long after, Rosa and Daniel had gotten arrested. You couldn't catch a glimpse at her face, or more accurately, you refused to see the face you'd forgotten. That didn't bother you that much, as a mother she never cared to look out for you, there wasn't any good reason to remain adherent to the details.

Bakersfield PD would have no more reason to have you stay, for now at least but before you could leave it all behind, Steven deserved a proper burial.

The Funeral was small, no relatives, just few friends from school and the BAU were attending, with Chief Marks as well to pay respects.

You stood over the coffin, looking at how small it was, how it all came to an end, all in silence. Quietly you watched as the coffin was buried, soil tossed over it but before it was over, you had to have one last goodbye.

'I did what I promised, took you long enough to come back from playing, huh? You must be tired, rest well, Stevie.' The Carnation held in your hand had been placed on the coffin, a mark of innocence now put to rest. Once it was all over, you stood, not waiting or expecting anything but just, letting the weight gradually let go of you. This was what you needed yet, it didn't feel enough, something remained in you.

Footsteps were heard behind you, and you took a peak at the intruder before lifting the corners of your mouth to him. 'He was a handful you know, always wanted my attention no matter what, saying that one day he'd make it to the moon just so he could get me some space rock.' Spencer said nothing to your bouts of reminiscence, 'He told me once, "I'm going to be no.1, so watch me!" I thought he was being silly, Dad left right after and we were alone, it was us against the world.' It all came back, then you knew what you hadn't let go, knew what it was that made you feel utterly at loss.

'Hey, Spencer, you don't have to do this, but, um, I...' You wanted to ask just for a bit, that little comfort that you so desperately pushed away.

Without another word, he lightly turned to face you. Your mind was too caught up on other memories that when you felt his arms wrap around you, you didn't think for that second. All it took was this to let it all go, no longer in silence but in wailing agony.

He didn't need another word, he simply knew. It was like some crazed superpower of his but it's like he's always known.

He couldn't let go.

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#once again Im so sorry about the late update on the fic #the ending was a bit rushed I'm sorry about that but i hope it's okay #i actually wanted to add Matt to this but because of time constraints I couldn't so #here's a little of what happened afterwards for anyone reading tags #matt was away because his wife was expecting but he dropped by after the case #he got worried about you but you were more happy about him and his family #emily asked if you wanted to continue in the bau you said yes but she said you should take time off so you did #you and spencer have this insane slow burn office romance going on after #spencer reid fanfiction #spencer reid fanfic #dr spencer reid #spencer reid imagine #spencer reid #spencer reid fluff #spencer reid x reader #spencer reid x you #criminal minds #cm x you #criminal minds x you #criminal minds x reader #spencer x reader #spencer reid x fem!reader #self insert #kinda #emily prentiss #jennifer jareau #penelope garcia #luke alvez #david rossi #jj

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littlecarmine · 1 year

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JENNIFER JAREAU | 2.22 “LEGACY”

#cmedit #criminalmindsedit #cm #criminal minds #crimnialminds #.gif #jj #jennifer jj jareau #jennifer jareau #jenniferjareauedit #baby jj #little something for the jareaugirls and jjlovers #cm 2x22 #criminal minds 2x22 #jj in blue #qp

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unitchiefs-blackbirdphoenix · 1 year

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This picture will never not be funny

#jj being annoyed and a little bitter when emily didn’t give her a hug #I know she’s focused on catching sicarius but this is just too funny to me #jennifer jareau #emily prentiss #jemily #criminal minds evolution

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lilveeblog · 5 months

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don’t want to sleep!!

jj and will are your caregivers !!

fem! little reader

“Come on kiddo, it’s bedtime,” your dada said. He came from behind the sofa and stood in front of the tv. The bright light illuminated around him, and you whined. The cartoon dogs could no longer be seen.

“Daddaaaa,” you huffed, stretching out. You were tired but mama wasn’t home yet.

“Come on, bath and bed.” He picked you up with ease and you curled your small frame into his side. He grabbed your blanket and tucked it between you both before heading up the stairs. You looked back, watching the sounds of Bluey fade.

“Dada no sleep yet,” you muttered.

“Bath time first,” he told you and entered your bedroom. Your bedroom was your favourite. The walls were your favourite colour and there were the most beautiful pictures of you, JJ and Will up on the walls. Your bed was at the side and it had a big canopy over the top, perfect for you since you’re royalty.

He set you on the edge of your bed and began walking around the bedroom, he also headed to the bathroom to get your bath started.

“Dada,” you huffed, crossing your arms when he came back.

“Yes baby?” he said, coming over to you with a small smile on his face. You loved his smile.

“No sleep dada,” you said. You shook your head from side to side, making your hair flop.

“Yes, sleep baby. You’re so tired.” He cupped your face and caressed your cheek with his thumb. You leaned into it. He knew that made you sleepy.

“Daddy I’m not,” you whispered, feeling your eyes get heavy. You let your arms fall and he began getting you undressed, smirking. You huffed again and tried to push him away. He tricked you. You pouted and he smiled at you. You didn’t like that smile.

“Angel come on,” he pleaded. “You’re stinky and need a bath before sleep.”

“I no wan sleep dada!” You cried out, kicking out your legs and dropping your head in your hands. You heard him sigh and the felt bed dip beside you. His hands slid around you and he held you in his lap. Instantly your breathing calmed down, surrounded by his scent and love. Slowly, he began to rock you and you clung to his t-shirt.

“What’s going on my little love?”

You whined and hid in his neck, not wanting to talk about it but he held you tighter.

“Dada’s right here.”

“Wan mama,” you requested gently. JJ had been on a case for a few days and you’d missed her like mad. You’ve never missed her as much as you have this time and you didn’t know why. She’d been so busy with working the case, her nightly phone calls had only been short. She’d also been gone a whole week - the longest she’d ever been gone.

“I know you want mama baby, I want mama too.” Will replied, holding you closer. He sat you up slightly and you sniffled, quickly wiping a few stray tears with the back of your hand.

“It’s hard without her, hm?” You only nodded, not trusting your voice as you only felt smaller and smaller. “She will be home soon.”

“Now,” you whimpered and curled back into him. He held you tightly and kissed your head.

He managed to get you in the bath and you splashed in the water. The bubbles were all around you and he sat at the side.

“Oh baby look!” He gasped and drew a flower on the bath wall. “For you.” You blushed and smiled looking up at him.

“Fankies dada,” you giggled.

“You’re welcome, are you ready to get out?” You shook your head, the bath was still warm which meant more playtime. “Okay, soon though. Dada’s going to get your bottle ready.” He kissed your head and left the bathroom. You giggled and carried on splashing.

You paused when you heard the front door open. Have you heard it right? Then you heard her voice. Your mama was home! Instantly, you jumped out of the bath. You heard your caregivers talking downstairs. You didn’t care that you were dripping wet, covered in bubbles and naked. You ran to the stairs and saw her stood at the bottom with Will beside her.

“Mama!” You screamed in excitement and began to bound down the stairs. She was really here! She was really home.

“Baby!” She gasped suddenly. You jumped into her arms on the third step and she laughed, grabbing you.

“Baby where are your clothes! Darling you’re all wet!” She laughed as she snuggled into her more.

“You were in the bath!” Will gasped.

“Ewww!” JJ groaned but you giggled and held on tighter.

“Angel, you came out of the bath?” JJ asked and you nodded smiling wide. Your arms were wrapped around her neck and she held you under your legs.

“You’re so silly,” she smiled. She put a soft kiss on your nose then took you back upstairs. You didn’t need to go back in the bath, you didn't want to even. That meant letting go of your mama and you did not plan on doing that any time soon.

“My little monkey,” JJ mumbled in your ear as she rocked you in her arms.

“Mama I miss you!” You whined, holding her tighter.

“I missed you toooo! So so much!” she smiled and clung to you. You cheered and kissed her cheek, snuggling into her neck.

It wasn’t long before you were almost ready for bed. You didn’t want to go to bed, you wanted to stay up with your mama and talk to her about everything you’d done without her. You wanted to cuddle her and listen to her stories too. You wanted to stay in her arms forever and feel safe with her. You wanted daddy to join to so it was the three of you snuggled up, chatting and laughing.

You sat between them on the bed. Your dada was getting changed whilst you sat in your mama’s crossed legs and she did your hair. Your bottle and paci sat on the side as well as a book ready for sleep. YOu wiggled as she tried to do the plaits, wanting to her to mess up so she had to start again.

“Sweetheart you have to stay still!” Your mama said softly, restarting the plait. You mumbled a quick sorry and she started again.

“Mamaaaa, I need wee,” you mumbled, quickly pretending to hold yourself.

“Baby one second, I’m almost done.”

“Mama nowww!” You wiggled and she lost the plait again. She let it go and you ran to the bathroom. You didn’t need a wee. You sat on the toilet, pretending. You really didn’t want to go to sleep.

“You know what she’s doing don’t you?” You heard your dada say to your mama.

“I know exactly what she’s doing,” she chuckled in response and you frowned. They don’t! You flushed the toilet and washed your hands before waddling back to them. Both of them were looking at you and you lowered your head - maybe they had figured out your plan.

“Come here, princess,” JJ whispered and tapped her lap. You sighed and went over, huffing as you sat between her legs. “Daddy and I know what you’re planning in that little head.”

“Nothing mama,” you tried to say but looking up at your caregiver, you knew there was no point lying.

“I know you’ve missed me baby and I’ve missed you so much too but you can't stay awake forever.” You sighed and snuggled into her, pulling your knees to your chest.

“I’m going to finish your hair and we can get you settled. Mama’s going to sleep with you all night here okay?”

You lifted your head with surprise, “you are?”

“I am, love. You and me are going to cuddle allll night long.”

You yawned, rolling over to get closer to your mama. She held you and slid your paci between your lips. You mumbled a small goodnight and love you as your hand reached up your mama’s top and around her. She chuckled a little, you felt her kiss your head and then she sleep took over.

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aew-kun-age-regression · 1 year

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Little JJ Moodboard?

Absolutely my lovely!!! 💕

#sfw agere #sfw littlespace #agere blog #sfw little post #little space #agere little #aewlittlerambles #sfw little community #aewlittlemoodboards #criminal minds agere #little!jj #little!jennifer Jareau #regressor!jj #regressor!jennifer jareau

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spiderlily-w1tch-blog · 4 months

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𝙳𝙾𝙽’𝚃 𝚃𝙾𝚄𝙲𝙷 𝙼𝚈 𝚂𝙾𝙽

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Reupload for my new account, can also be found on AO3

As much as Hotch didn’t like- no, detested sending one of his own into danger without proper protection, it couldn’t be helped.

𝐃𝐢𝐬𝐜𝐥𝐚𝐢𝐦𝐞𝐫: I do not own Criminal Minds or it’s characters, they belong to Jeff Davis

𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆: groping, grinding, spicy content(no smut), weapons, swearing, probably bad writing, attempted present tense(not what I’m used to but I’ll try ;-;)

【Ｍａｓｔｅｒｌｉｓｔ】

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As much as Hotch didn’t like- no, detested sending one of his own into danger without proper protection, it couldn’t be helped. He couldn’t even send Reid in there with a gun, he’ll have to rely on the younger’s acting skills to keep him safe. They’d figured out the Unsub’s identity and got all the evidence they need to convict him and his current location, which also happens to be his hunting ground. He works at a gay nightclub as a bartender, a job that wouldn’t make it suspicious if he flirted with the patrons.

His type is Twinks, especially first timers that fell for his charms and would willingly follow him out back where he would have sex with them before drugging them and taking them to his place, an apartment above the club. Now, to lure him out to avoid putting civilians in danger and as to not scare them, they sent Reid in undercover.

Spencer, in a brightly colored, loose fitting crop top with very short jean shorts the rest of his legs in fishnet and chunky heeled combat boots, light makeup on his eyes and glittery cheeks makes his way into the club. Garcia has their computers queued up with the security feed inside the club, All their eyes trained on Reid and Lukas Mertins, their Unsub. Spencer makes his way through the crowd, blending in and letting the larger men grab on his hips and rub up on him, the other smaller-statured men dancing up against him as a show for the others. Finally, he makes it to the bar and sits down, panting and excitedly and nervously looking back at the crowds, fitting into his role perfectly.

Lukas takes the bait instantly and looks Spencer up and down like a Lion about to pounce on an injured Gazelle. He slides his way to Spencer, startling him with an introduction.

“Hey, there. I haven’t seen you around. Newcomer?” He asks, deepening his voice as to be alluring.

“Oh, yea! I just moved here from Wyoming!” He yells over the booming music, “I’m Callum!” He sends a charming grin to the man.

“What’s your poison? Gin? Tequila? No, you strike me as a Sex on The Beach kind of guy!” Lukas sends a wink at Spencer, confidence radiating off of him.

“How’d you know?” Spencer grins back at him with that amused surprise Lukas was expecting.

“Little bartenders’ secret, cutie, maybe I’ll teach you some time,” he speaks as he begins making the drink, when he notices Spencer taking out his wallet, “oh, no! You put that away! First timer’s get their first drink on the house!”

“Really? Are you sure?” The easy conversation continues on before another twink runs up and all but drags Spencer back to the dance floor as if they knew each other forever. Lukas keeps his eyes on “Callum” the whole time, clearly taking the shine to him that everyone had hoped(and dreaded).

Spencer makes his way back to the bar, giggling and panting as he returns to his flirtatious conversations with the Unsub.

“Hey, Callum, do you wanna get outta here? My shift just ended.” Lukas leans in close to say the words directly into Spencer’s ear.

“I thought you’d never ask,” Spencer sends a lustful smile at him, his lip between his teeth. Smirking, Lukas jerks his head to gesture Spencer to follow him to the back which lead to the alleyway.

Before they even cross the door’s threshold, Lukas has his lips against Spencer’s, his tongue damn near down his throat. As he gets them out the door, the loud slam resonating through the speaker, his hands are firmly gripping Spencer’s ass, kneading and landing the occasional slap.

Spencer’s hands are lost in Lukas’ hair as the larger man backs him up against the brick wall. Patting his ass, Lukas gets Spencer to jump and wrap his legs around his waist. Holding Spencer up with his own body and the legs around his waist, he begins grinding against him, moving to attach his lips to the brunette’s neck.

“Fuck, baby, you taste so fuckin’ good,” his hand slides up Spencer’s body and plays with his nipple, coaxing moans from the twink in his arms.

“Lukas Mertins! FBI! Get on the ground with your hands behind your head!” Hotch yells at the man, all too eagerly as the team notices. The blonde immediately drops Spencer though he doesn’t let him get away. Mertins wraps his arm around his neck, holding him flush against his body, pulling a pocket knife from his slacks and presses it tightly against Spencer’s throat in retaliation to the guns aimed at him with 5 accompanying death glares.

“I don’t fuckin’ think so. You back the fuck off or I’m taking this slut out.” He hisses out and glares directly at Hotch.

“Hang on there, Reid.” Morgan calls out to said agent when he sees the flash of panic that appears for no more than a few seconds.

“Let him go, Mertins. You’re not getting out of this.” Hotch all but growls out, sending quick glances at Spencer to ensure he’s alright.

“I beg to differ-” Before he could finish, Hotch fires a shot into his shoulder, making him drop the knife and release Reid to cradle his injury as he stumbled to the ground, grunting and growling in rage.

“Then beg.” Hotch snarls, grabbing the jacket they had grabbed for Reid and hurrying to put it around his shoulders, Prentiss coming forward to pull him into her side both for warmth and a sense of protection, while Morgan happily forces Mertins’ arms behind his back. If he accidentally tugs just a bit too hard on the arm Hotch shot, then no one mentions it. Nor do they mention if he just so happens to grab onto the same shoulder to bring him to his feet.

“Least you can do is have the twink suck me off.” He sneers, nodding at Reid.

“That what you think he is? Some twink?” Hotch squints challengingly at the man, daring him to go on.

“He gave me blue balls.” With that, his glare is directed at Reid who only barely shows any of his discomfort, though enough to have Hotch pissed at the man before him.

“Did he?” He feigns surprise and sympathy as he slowly takes the 3 steps forward. Suddenly, in a flash of barely a second, his knee rises to meet Mertins’ crotch, a deep grimace returning as the Unsub groans and collapses to his knees as he curls in on himself. “Now they’re black and blue balls.”

The whole team says nothing as they watch the scene and make not a move to intervene, though some are wearing smirks at Hotch’s display of protectiveness.

“And you say you’re not the dad.” Prentiss, still with a slightly shivering Reid in her arms, teases. Hotch glances back at her, a glare with no heat behind it playing on his features, though he says nothing.

No one says a word but they all notice his lack of denial.

Emily leaves Spencer with a quick squeeze as she goes to take Mertins from Morgan when they begin to head back to the vehicles.

“Hey, you okay, kid?” Derek asks, pulling Spencer into his side for side hug for comfort and to provide some warmth.

“Yea, or well, I will be. Once I can brush my teeth.” Spencer’s answer prompts a chuckle from most of the team and a soft grin from Hotch, who’s just relieved Spencer is alright.

“That was impressive, you know. I don’t know many people who could keep their cool in a situation like that.” Dave smiles at him and gently touches his shoulder as he passes to one of the SUVs.

“He’s right, Spence, that was really brave.” JJ offers gently, a smile on her face she usually reserves for her sons.

“Bravest twink I ever met,” Emily teases, a playful and kind smile on her lips that Spencer can’t resist returning.

Once everyone gathers into their respective SUVs, they begin the drive back to the station to firstly get Spencer back into his own clothes and to pack up to head home. Hotch takes to sitting in the back with Spencer as Emily drives, holding Spencer as he’s still shivering; as well as for his own peace of mind to ensure he’s safe, not that he’ll admit that out loud.

“That was impressive, you did very well,” Hotch sends a small, proud smile to him, though it soon turns to slight worry, “are you okay, though? That was a lot.” Spencer smiles at the concern, really seeing his “Dad Mode” as the team calls it.

“I’m okay. I’ll be much more comfortable in clothes with more coverage and some mouthwash, but I’m alright, right now.” Nearly the moment he finishes his sentence Emily’s phone blares to life, flashing with Penelope’s contact.

“Hey, what’s up, Garcia?” Emily announces into the phone, signaling she’s on speaker.

“Oh my sweet Boy Wonder! How are you?! Are you okay?! That was amazing! I didn’t know you could move like that! I’m definitely taking you the next time I go dancing! Please tell me someone punched that guy in the dick! Did he hurt you?! Be ready for a hug the moment you get back!!” She rushes, hardly taking a breath between sentences, making Emily and Spencer laugh and Hotch lightly chuckle with a fond smile.

“I’m alright, I promise. We’ll see about that dancing. Don’t worry, his genitals did not leave unscathed. And I’m looking forward to it, Penelope.” Spencer stays grinning throughout his update.

“Good! And, see, this is why I’m not in the field! No one messes with my Beautiful Boy Wonder! He wouldn’t be walking away at all if I was there!” She lets out her mini rant, adding in more bits of her protectiveness of him, in particular of the team, before she eventually hangs up.

They get back to the station, wrap everything up, get Spencer back into his own clothes, and bid adieu to the local enforcement and climb on the jet.

Spencer’s still low body temperature is making him tired, which he tries to explain the science behind as he’s floating in and out of consciousness. Hotch, who’s sitting beside him, smiles fondly at his habits and lightly directs his head to lean on his shoulder, where the Doctor promptly falls asleep.

The team, expectedly, grins at the sight and Derek and Emily immediately jump at the chance to take pictures, most of which sport a Hotch glancing at the camera with an amused smirk.

“Still not ‘the Dad’?” JJ smirks at Hotch over her book, gesturing with a quick glance at the man on his shoulder.

A defeated smile on his lips, Hotch huffs a silent chuckle, “No comment.”

#criminal minds #criminal minds imagine #hotch is team dad #little brother spencer #dad hotch #bau as family #aaron hotchner #spencer reid #derek morgan #emily prentiss #jennifer jareau #cross posted on ao3 #undercover #david rossi #penelope garcia #platonic #familial #the bau #spiderlily spells

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beware-of-you-98 · 3 months

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Thinking about how this fandom treats JJ and getting HELLA heated about it

#criminal minds #jennifer jareau #everyone treats her so Terribly #don’t even get me started on certain stans #and even some ********** stans are unbelievable #actually there’s SO little of this fandom that actually gets her and I’m so serious #i could write an essay on her and it would be a novel #fucking christ

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ohdearlordspencerreid · 4 months

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I started watching CM when it came out.. then I got super sick #mentalbreakdownanyone and I stopped watching it for years, which is super dumb because its a massive comfort show for me. So now I'm desperately avoiding spoilers because I stopped at season 10 and I'm now only midway though 13... pray for me. Maybe gonna post some fanfiction if I can stand my own writing 🤷‍♀️🤣 But hello!! Finally a blog specifically for my CM and Spencer obsession instead of using my normal blog 🤣 x

UPDATE:

I have reached Evolution... everyone was right, more swears, sex and sapphics ✌️

#criminal minds #spencer reid #aaron hotchner #derek morgan #penelope garcia #jennifer jareau #david rossi #emily prentiss #luke alvez #matt simmons #no spoilers I beg you #hes just a little guy your honour

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jjtheresidentbaby · 6 months

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baby spencer who definitely is NOT regressed on the jet ride back to quantico and garcia, morgan, and big sis jj can’t help but notice. after lots of coddling and a meltdown from spencer, he starts to warm up to the rest of the team. (i really love the idea of fatherly hotch and regressor spencer :(( ) but less sad and more just spencer getting the love he deserves. n garcia is the coolest of cool aunts and she most definitely is waltzing over with her ipad and a whole folder of new games for spencer to play!! sorry m rambling i hope u have the best day/night <3

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ Big Sis Duties ໒꒱ ⋆ﾟ⊹

|| jennifer jareau x spencer reid

a/n: this more so turned into big sis Jj & lil bro reid sry

warnings: talk of rosslyn/when Jj was a kid, reid being insecure about his regression

Jj kicks her foot lightly against Reid’s leg, he’s curled up in the corner of the couch on the jet while Jj is sprawled across the rest of it. She might be annoying him, but she’s regressed to around fourteen and that’s the best age to be annoying her younger brother in her humble opinion.

“Reid?” She sing songs his name and grins when he huffs at her, she’s pretty sure he’s regressed or at least starting to.

“Let’s play cards I’m bored.” Bored and keenly aware that there’s over four hours left on this plane ride, she hates cases in Alaska for this exact reason.

“Not now Jj, I’m tired.” A small pout appears on Jj’s lips, Spencer’s never too tired to play cards with her, especially when she’s regressed and she knows he knows, the entire team does. She had accidentally made it very apparent when she waltzed down to the lobby of their hotel in black skinny jeans and her rock music playing loudly in her headphones. Whoops.

“Are you okay?” Reid lets out a small sigh when Jj slides over to his side and lays her head on his shoulder.

“Yeah I’m okay.” The assurance sounds fake and Reid drops his eyes to the floor as he says it, only furthering Jj’s concern.

“You know you can regress if you want to.” She makes a point not to say ‘need to’ as she remembers before she got more comfortable in her regression she had it in her head that if she didn’t absolutely need to regress, she shouldn’t. It took a while for her to realize that regression is how she copes and she’s allowed to regress when she wants to, and she knows Hotch has been trying to make Reid understand the same truth.

“I don’t.” It’s meant to have a snap to it but it doesn’t, Spencer’s too tense to show that much emotion. He’s so curled in on himself Jj wonders if it hurts to sit like that with his tall frame, and if he realizes how outwardly stressed he looks.

“Can I nap with you?” The question must take Reid off guard as he turns his head and furrows his brows at Jj.

“You said you were tired, we can nap together.” After school she remembers throwing herself onto Rosslyn’s bed where her older sister was probably already half asleep since the higher grades got out a little earlier than the younger ones. It’s a memory she clings onto, the sunny afternoons she’d spend in her sisters room half awake giggling at Rosslyn’s playful teasing and badly sung pop songs are some of Jj’s favorite moments she had with her sister.

“Um…” Spencer trails off and chews his bottom lip while his hand fidgets with the corner of his shirt. He’s definitely falling into his headspace, Jj can practically see it stamped across his forehead.

“Or we can play games on Penny’s ipad if you want, or ask Rossi to tell us war stories, or have Hotch read to us, or Em can play poker with us…” Her shoulder bumps into Reid’s with a smile on her face as she lets her voice go quiet, waiting for Spencer to be the one to decide what they do. Rosslyn used to do the same thing with Jj, it feels like something a big sister has to do.

“Can we um… play games on Penny’s ipad?” Jj immediately nods and ruffles Spencer’s hair before standing to walk over to where Garcia is sat next to Derek.

“Hi there pumpkin, need something?” The blonde instantly greets Jj, ignoring whatever banter she was just having with Morgan.

“Could me and Spence use your ipad to play games?” A chuckle comes from Derek with a mutter about Jj using the ipad more than Garcia herself which Jj promptly sticks her tongue out at. Until Penelope tells her to stop asking or the games get boring, she’ll be using that ipad anytime she can get her hands on it.

“Course sweetie, here you are. You remember the password?” She nods, the password is Unicorns123 which is very easy to remember even when Jj’s regressed.

“I’m back!” Reid lets out an oof when Jj thumps into his side and clicks the ipad open to the folder of games Garcia has downloaded for her. There’s a few she only uses when she’s regressed really young and others reserved for when she’s a tad older, she isn’t sure what age range Spencer falls into right now so she goes with a block stacking game since that seems safe for about any age.

“Here, you play and I’ll watch.” A beaming smile gets sent Jj’s way as Spencer takes the ipad from her hands, his tongue poking out the side of his mouth in concentration and a low hum of contentment coming from his throat. Jj can’t hold back her own grin, settling against Spencer’s side to watch him try to line the blocks up, and a warm feeling spreading through her chest. She thinks she’s getting pretty good at big sister duties.

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