*the BAU team noticing Y/n and Spencer Reid*
Emily: hey- Derek. look at how close they’re standing.
Garcia: they’re practically breathing the same oxygen.
Derek scoffs: that kid’s got nerve. yesterday he literally took a whole step away from me when I stood too close to him- went on about something like germs in the air or whatever.
Garcia: yeah, well, my love, you are not Y/n.
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Y/N: What if the person who named Walkie Talkies named everything?
Emily: Pregnancy tests are Maybe Babies
Penelope: Socks are Feetie Heaties
JJ: Forks are Stabby Grabbies
Spencer: Defibrillators are Heartie Starties
Derek: Nightmares are Dreamy Screamies
Y/N: Stamps are Lickie Stickies
Hotch: *annoyed* You’re all disappointments
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The Team hiding in a dark laundry room
Derek: Who else is hiding in here trying to listen to Mom and Dad’s convo?
Penelope: Me. I'm in the laundry basket.
JJ: I'm in the washing machine.
Reid: I’m in the dryer.
Emily: I'm in the closet.
Penelope: We accept you Emily. <3
Emily: No I'm literally in the closet.
Penelope: Love is love. <3
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Derek: How’d the doctors appointment go?
Reid: Actually really well, she said I was super artistic.
Derek: Kid… I think she meant-
Garcia: Don’t you dare.
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[BAU Chief Emily Prentiss walks over to your desk before taking a seat beside you with an expectant look on her face]
y/n: can i help you?
Emily: I finished all my work
y/n:
Emily, smirking: I think you know what I want
y/n, sighing: which one?
Emily, sporting a massive grin: snail
[y/n laughs while opening their drawer before pressing a sticker to emily's shirt]
y/n: snailed it
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reid: hold on! i'm having one of those things... a headache with pictures.
emily: what the fuck?
morgan: he's having an idea.
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Spencer: I think I need a hug...
Penelope: Good thing I'm hug shaped
*15 minutes later*
Spencer: You... You can let go now
Penelope:No, I absolutely cannot
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*Fire alarms go off in FBI building at 7:45 am*
Hotch: alright, that’s the annual fire drill. everybody stay calm and exit the-
*Penelope RUNS out of the room*
Hotch: GARCIA?
Penelope, running down the hall: I NEED MY PLUSHIESSSS. THEY WILL SURVIVE!!!
Hotch: it’s just a drill-
Reid, fretting: HAS EVERYBODY READ MY EMERGENCY FIRE DRILL PROCEDURES???
*Emily throws herself through the glass window*
Derek: we’re on the sixth floor, how’s she gonna…?
Hotch: will everyone please calm down, it’s ONLY a-
*Reid stops, drops, and rolls around the floor*
Derek shrugs and starts doing super-spy moves (somersaults, unnecessary turns, etc.) to maneuver around the building, evading the “fire”
Hotch: i truly don’t know why i even try…… where’s Dave?
*David Rossi has yet to step inside the building this morning with the foreknowledge of the annual fire drill*
Rossi, sipping coffee, leaning against the building: i wonder how he’s doing this year.
*JJ arrives late*
JJ: hey, what’d i miss?
Rossi: annual fire drill.
JJ: ah.
JJ: ooh.
Rossi: yeah.
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Hotch texting Emily: Come out.
Emily: Okay give me a minute...
Emily: I'm a lesbian
Hotch: To the car Emily. Come out to the car.
Emily turning to the car: I'm a lesbian
Hotch facepalming: No we're about to leave. Get in the car.
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Hotch: why do I have to be the one to do this?
Penelope: because you’re the boss man!
Hotch *sighs*: 7 tickets for Barbie please
The team *except for hotch and Rossi*: YAYYYY!!
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Emily: We need to open this locked door. Rossi, give me your credit card.
Rossi: *handing it over* Here.
Emily: *pockets it* Thanks. Derek, break down the door.
Rossi: Wha-
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