“Emily Prentiss is a lesbian” as soon as I finish the sentence, a screammakes it’s way to my ears
“YES SHE IS!” The crowd parts ways and she appears in the middle like a deity, her beautiful hair eyes stand out in the crowd and I know I’ve heard that voice before. It’s Emily Prentiss herself, Paget Brewster.
“THE CBS WERE COWARDS!” She adds loudly, the crowd stays silent for a few seconds, processing her words until they all erupt in cheers, aplauding her, they grab her by her arms and legs and lift her in the air as her body flies through the people cheering her on
When Emily joins the BAU during Elle’s leave of absence, sparks fly, in several senses. Elle and Emily can’t seem to get along, while Emily and JJ find themselves drawn to each other even as JJ and Elle try to rekindle their relationship. Can the three of them learn to work together, or will the tension tear them all apart?
in today’s chapter: JJ spends the evening with Elle and has a not-date with Emily.
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“Please, call me JJ,” she said. This time the radiance of her smile was directed solely at Emily. It was almost too much to handle.
“Emily. It’s a pleasure to meet you all,” Emily replied, speaking mostly to JJ. There was something utterly captivating in the way she spoke, her words sweet but sincere. They had an undercurrent of weariness though, something that seemed all the more obvious when JJ’s smile dropped.
finally got around to making nice® thumbnails for my criminal minds fanvids– I made these videos almost a year ago but i’m still pretty proud of them so if you want to check them out the link to my youtube is here!
When Emily joins the BAU during Elle’s leave of absence, sparks fly, in several senses. Elle and Emily can’t seem to get along, while Emily and JJ find themselves drawn to each other even as JJ and Elle try to rekindle their relationship. Can the three of them learn to work together, or will the tension tear them all apart?
in today’s chapter: jj intervenes as things between emily and elle reach a boiling point
When Emily joins the BAU during Elle’s leave of absence, sparks fly, in several senses. Elle and Emily can’t seem to get along, while Emily and JJ find themselves drawn to each other even as JJ and Elle try to rekindle their relationship. Can the three of them learn to work together, or will the tension tear them all apart?
in today’s chapter: a day in the life of emily prentiss, from fighting with elle to doing her job to falling in love(?) with jj
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When Emily joins the BAU during Elle’s leave of absence, sparks fly, in several senses. Elle and Emily can’t seem to get along, while Emily and JJ find themselves drawn to each other even as JJ and Elle try to rekindle their relationship. Can the three of them learn to work together, or will the tension tear them all apart?
in today’s chapter: Elle returns to the BAU and discovers what’s changed in her absence, including the presence of one Emily Prentiss
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Category : tooth rotting fluff, Jemily as teenagers ( baby gays in love)
CW: the slightest hint at JJ having sexuality issues
JJ sighed tugging down her irritating plaid skirt before continuing to follow her mother down the street.
A display case caught her eye while they were windowing shopping. It stood out among the rest in the way that it was the least flashy. The colors were dark and muted, the glass was foggy and its products were cluttered messily across the shelves. The whole thing felt nostalgic. Her gaze traveled upwards towards the sign, rustic golden letters letting her know it was an antique shop.
Shooting a glance towards her mother, she noticed she was distracted, eyeing an expensive dress in a shop window a few doors down.
Taking the risk she slipped inside the dark shop, a little bell ringing as the door slammed shut behind her. As her eyes adjusted to the dim light she surveyed the room. Tell bookcases divided the room, too tall for the young girl to see over.
Her first thought was to head towards the back, away from her mother’s eye line and towards the funky jewelry spread across a dusty glass shelf. Her eyes raked from the top to the bottom while she nervously played either her hands.
“ Looking for something?” A cocky voice from the corner made her jump. A girl, about JJ’s age she guessed, had settled into a cushioned nook in the corner.
She was beautiful in somewhat of an off-putting way. Her hair was raven black and fell in thick straight stands just past her shoulders. Her piercing brown eyes were lined with thick eyeliner, her lips painted a bright red. Short silver necklaces decorated her neck and chest, matching the handful of rings on her hand. JJ was entranced, to be honest. She wore a corset top, with black jeans, and black boots which were well worn enough to look like a favorite pair.
The two girls stared and each other, it was sort of an ironic meeting. They could not be more different. But from one glance a strange admiration grew in JJ’s chest. A feeling she had been trying to push down for quite some time.
“ Okay… guess I’ll start, I’m Emily.” The girl sat up, folding her arms across her knees.
JJ shook her head slightly trying to focus. “ I’m Jennifer, well JJ, but only the people I like use that. You can call me JJ though, or Jennifer, whatever you want.” She spit out her words quickly, rambling more than she would have liked.
A soft smile crossed Emily’s lips and she chuckled. “ It’s nice to meet you, JJ.” She twirled a pencil in her hand and this was the first time JJ noticed the notebook under her arm.
She seemed relieved to have a common topic of conversation to discuss. “ Oh, you like to draw? I’ve taken some classes. What are you- Oh!” JJ’s eyes widened and her face flushed red when Emily tipped the sketchbook forward.
Emily laughed at the fact that she had caught her off guard. She thrived on getting that reaction from people. Sitting back against the wall, she pressed the tip of her pencil to her lip, tilting her head to examine that page.
JJ leaned over, watching curiously as she scratched the curve of a breast in lead and the feminine slope of a hip onto the page.
Emily shrugged setting down the pencil as she looked up at the sheltered blonde. “ It’s just anatomy, besides, that’s not the only thing I do.” Excited she pulled out her phone from her back pocket, scrolling through her camera roll. Holding up the screen that showed her an image of her room. “ This might be my favorite, the entire wall behind my bed it’s made out of warped and glued records. Mother wasn’t too happy about that one.” She raised an eyebrow, looking JJ up and down. She seemed impressed.
“She’d like you though,” Emily added, gesturing to her soft demeanor, perfectly pressed white sweater, and the bouncy blonde curl she nervously twirled around her finger. “ Then again, I like you too, so we can’t really make that comparison now can we?” Emily stated boldly with a smile, enjoying the way JJ’s eyes seemed to sparkle with her implication.
JJ opened her mouth to say something but was interrupted when a nasal voice cut through the shop. “ Jennifer!”
Emily’s lip poured with a flash of sympathy when she saw JJ wince. Sure enough following the click of heels, a middle-aged blonde woman strutted towards JJ. “ There you are. Come on you’re never going to find anything in here.” Taking her arm she started to drag her away. JJ glanced over her shoulder, disappointed to find Emily had already clipped away.
With a rough tug on her arm, the only thing in JJ’s possession fell to the ground with a white thump. Once again the little bell rattled behind them as JJ and her mother exited the store.
Hesitantly Emily followed their footsteps, a few minutes behind them, picking up the small book that has fell from JJ’s hand. Flipping it in her palms, Emily ran her finger across the rose gold etched flowers across the brown cover. Curiosity getting the best of her, she flipped open to the most recent page.
JJ sat on a bench outside, tapping her foot impatiently as she waited for her mother to finish shopping. Once again Emily scared her when she sat down on the bench next to her. “ So people reading huh?” She asked, placing one foot up on the bench.
JJ tilted her head in confusion till she waved the notebook. “ That’s your thing?” Emily asked handing it to her, though she quickly tried to snatch it anyways.
Emily spotted JJ’s mother coming a few yards away and quickly leaned in. Just so you know, I do like blackbirds.” She whispered with a wink before skipping off and disappearing into the crowd.
JJ smiled bashfully rucking her chin to her chest. Running her finger along the pages, her brow crinkled when she felt a gap in the pages. Opening up the notebook, a golden up piece of paper that had been tucked in the page fluttered to the ground. JJ bit her lip realizing which entry Emily must have seen in order to tuck the piece of paper inside.
Emily was right, reading people was her thing. Each neatly written paragraph was about a different person, anyone she’d observed, met, interacted with. Anyone from a stranger to a family member, or a pretty girl in an antique store. Her latest entry happened to read.
Pretty girl in an antique store. Really pretty girl. That fluttery feeling is happening again. I know it shouldn’t. She’s amazing, quietly rebellious, creative, and talented. She seems like a loner, showed dislike for her mother, and is the most interesting stranger I’ve ever met. If I had to associate her with anything, I think I’d pick a blackbird.
Bending over to retrieve the folded paper shed trapped with her boot, she unfolded it with a delighted gasp. That girl was special indeed. She ran her finger over her face traced in pencil, a small blackbird sketched on her cheekbone. It was finished off with a small heart in the bottom corner, signed with a curly E.
Okay, but we all know that in S9E20 Blood Relations, when the man said “Mrs Jareau”, and JJ corrected him to “Agent Jareau”, she *didn’t* correct him when he said “Unless that ring on your finger is some kind of le$bian thing.”
Emily: *after a night out* JJ, I’m so sorry, I don’t know what got into me but I had too much to drink and someone asked me to dance and I think I kissed them and left with them, I’m sorry please forgive me.
JJ: *bursts out laughing* Em, you daft doughnut, that was me. I asked you to dance. I drove us home.
