#paget brewster
“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
Tell me you have a type without telling me you have a type… I’ll go first.
Happy Birthday Paget
jemily
*JJ teaching Emily to drive part 2*
JJ: Emily, how would you react if you saw Morgan in the road?
Emily:Accelerate.
JJ: … No, you shouldn’t be trying to hurt anyone.
Emily: He deserves it if he’s going to stand in the road like an idiot.
JJ: … never mind.
Emily: JJ, I have a crazy idea.
JJ: No, you just have an idea.
Emily: What do you mean?
JJ: Em, all of your ideas are crazy, you have no normal standard.
JJ: Emily, I need to know you’re committed.
Emily: of course I am, just last night I set fire to…
JJ: I meant committed to the relationship, not committing a crime.
Emily: Oh, forget I said anything then.
*JJ teaching Emily to drive*
JJ: If Morgan, Hotch and Reid were standing in the road, what would you do?
Emily:Accelerate.
JJ:…Emily, no.
Emily: Only kidding, I’d hit Doyle.
JJ: What? He wasn’t even an option.
Emily: I know, but I’d hit him anyway.
JJ: Em, maybe I should just drive.
*Emily teaching JJ to drive*
JJ: Do I look straight to you?
Emily: Absolutely not.
JJ:…
Emily: Oh, you meant your parking, yeah it’s fine.
Morgan: Hey, Prentiss, where did you hide my phone?
Emily: What are you talking about? I have no idea where your phone is, I haven’t touched it at all.
JJ: Hey, Em, I’m going to make some microwave popcorn.
Emily: … NO JJ DON’T TOUCH THE MICROWAVE!
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(NB: the phone is in the microwave so … )
Unsub: I have your girlfriend, if you want her back, it’s going to take a million dollars.
JJ: Sure, just a sec, what’s your location? I’ll call an ambulance.
Unsub: Why? I haven’t hurt her yet.
JJ: Oh, it’s not for her. It’s for you.
Unsub: … never mind you can have her back.
Emily: JJ, shall we have a child?
JJ: Em-a-lee, last night, you asked me to unscrew the lid of the cough medicine.
Emily:And?
JJ: That is a child lock, Emily, you’re supposed to be able to open it.
*Emily gets attacked in public*
Paramedic:Ms…
Emily: Agent Prentiss.
Paramedic: Right, Agent Prentiss. Is there anyone we can call? Who’s your emergency contact?
Emily:911.
Paramedic: Agent Prentiss, someone already called them. That’s why we’re here.
Emily: No, 911 is my emergency contact. I call them when I’ve done something, it’s usually an emergency.
Paramedic:…
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.”
I mean, JEMILY SUPREMACY.
Emily: JJ, we need more Dino nuggets.
JJ: What do you mean? I literally bought some two days ago. Henry can’t have eaten the whole lot already? I only left him with you one day.
Emily: … bold of you to assume it wasn’t me.
Emily: Alright, JJ, I think I’m ready.
JJ: Ready for what?
Emily: To get a pet.
JJ: Emily, you can’t even take care of yourself, let alone another animal.
Emily: Oh yeah? Name one stupid thing I’ve done.
JJ: How about yesterday when you drank the shampoo?
Emily: I was thirsty and we were out of juice and the label said it was apple flavour.
Emily: I am 100% a mature adult, capable of dealing with my own problems.
Also Emily: *breaks a glass* JJ, I MADE A MESS!
JJ: You could have DIED, Emily!
Emily: *shrugs* It’s not like I haven’t done that before.
JJ:
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.
Emily: Oh, sure, I knew that.
Mr Scratch: If you won’t tell me where Hotch is, I’ll stop your heart.
Emily: I’ve died before, bitch. Death is just an illusion, and I’m basically God.
Mr Scratch: *whispering to himself* what do I do now?
Emily: Hey, JJ, I’ve decided to start collecting things.
JJ: Ooh, like what? Stamps? Coins? Butterflies?
Emily:Knives.
JJ: … babe, NO.
*Emily and a therapist*
Therapist: What’s something you like to do to unwind?
Emily: Alcohol. Lots of it.
Therapist: No, I mean like a hobby or a past time.
Emily: Oh, right. Something you do for fun… Arson?
Emily: Hey, Reid, how many times can you die before it becomes socially unacceptable?
Reid: None… wait WHAT?
Emily: *shrugs casually* Just a little research, should the topic ever come up. But you’re saying I shouldn’t have died the first time?
Reid:
