As Penelope began explaining the case the team was about to embark on, you never once looked down at the case file. Your eyes were all for Penelope. Dating her, even in secret, was a wonderful thing. She was the most beautiful and unique person you knew, and you counted yourself lucky everyday that you were with her-
“Is there anything else you could tell us, Sugar Momma?”
“Not at the moment, Chocolate Adonis, but once I return to my lair, I’ll dig you up something tasty.”
Your thoughts froze and you frowned. Strange, it wasn’t until now did you feel jealous over Penelope’s and Morgan’s flirtatious banter. The technical analyst looked to you, smiling, but her smile faltered when she saw your grimace. As the team got up and prepared to leave, she came up to your side. “What’s up?” She asked with wide eyes.
You let the room empty out before sighing and looking down. “It’s just…how you just talked with Morgan. I don’t know, it got me a little-”
“Jealous?” Penelope finished with a gasp. “Oh, sweetie, no! It’s just how we work! And we’re like best best best friends, nothing will ever happen. And-”
“I know, I know.” You interrupted with a small smile. “I was stupid to get jealous. I don’t even know why I did.”
The technical analyst quickly lunged forward to wrap you in hug, and you laughed out loud at this, though you had to silence yourself quickly. The team was downstairs. “I should go. The team will be wondering where I am.”
“Call me when you land.” Penelope ordered, not releasing you yet, and she only let go when you agreed. You had no reason to be jealous, especially because of Morgan.
Title: Too Hot, Hotch Damn Rating: T (Maybe T+ but I don’t think there’s anything that bad.) Prompt/Summary: There was an imagine for telling Garcia Hotch put’s the “Hot” in Hotchner and for Hotch to pick the reader up from a bar after they’ve been drinking. This fulfills both. Trigger Warning: Alcohol consumption? Also the reader thinks they’re being rejected but it is resolved. Word count: About 3000 Multishot: No?
Prompt: Derek Morgan x Reader
Hey could you write a Drabble about Morgan getting jealous of you touching,
flirting, and complimenting spencer.. When you guys get home he punches a hole
in the wall.. And fluff
A/N: Well I took a century to finally write this, but hey it’s finally getting posted. Thanks for being patient with me!
“That shade of purple goes great with your skin tone,” you
say giving Spencer’s shoulder a squeeze as you walked to your desk across from
Spencer gave you a small smile and said, “Thanks, (Y/N).”
You had been slightly flirting with Spencer lately because
you loved how jealous it made Derek. It was great to watch Derek get frustrated
when you flirted with the genius, and you knew it was all because Derek was so
used to being the center of flirting. What Derek didn’t know is that you and
Spencer had made an agreement a few weeks back.
“Hey, Spencer, can I ask you a huge favor? I’m only asking
because you’re my best friend,” you quickly rambled out to Spencer one morning.
He laughed and said, “Sure. Anything you need.”
“Can I flirt with you in front of Derek?” you asked bluntly.
Confusion quickly plastered across his face as he asked, “If
you have feelings for him, why would you want to flirt with me?”
You sighed and explained, “I’m tired of waiting for him to
make the first move, and I refuse to be the one to make the first move. I
thought flirting with you would maybe make him jealous.”
“Fair enough,” Spencer said nodding, “Like I said, anything
for my best friend.”
You continued flirting with Spencer throughout the day. You
had to admit, the current scheme you were running had helped to improve Spencer’s
flirting skills. He had even managed to get a girl’s number while at his
favorite coffee shop.
You sighed in frustration as Derek left to get more coffee.
Your plan had worked well in Spencer’s behalf, but it seemed like you weren’t
making any headway.
Eventually, Derek spoke up when Spencer was out of the room
saying, “So you got a thing for Pretty Boy?”
You could tell that his tone wasn’t full on joking so you
said, “I have no idea what you’re talking about Derek. You know that Spencer’s
my best friend.”
“Sure he is,” you heard Derek say under his breath.
You spent the rest of the day hoping to catch Derek’s eye to
try and read his thoughts. The team may have had an agreement to not profile
each other, but you could tell that something wasn’t quite right with Derek.
Eventually the day came to a close. Slowly the team started
to head home to their families or various other plans. Penelope ventured her
was into the bullpen to ask Derek if he wanted to go out to a club or see a movie.
“Nah, Baby Girl, I’m just headed home tonight,” he said
lamely, “I’m tired and just want to go to bed.”
That being said he grabbed his bag and headed out to the
elevator. Penelope turned to you with her eyebrows raised as if you knew what
was going on with her chocolate Adonis.
“Sit,” you told her.
As Penelope sat down, you sighed and said, “Over the past
few weeks, I’ve been bluntly flirting with Spencer to try and make Derek
jealous. I’m crazy about him, but I didn’t want to make the first move. I
thought if Derek got jealous enough, he might finally ask me out.”
“And instead of your little plan working in your favor, you
managed to piss off Derek instead,” Penelope concluded.
“I couldn’t have said it better myself,” you replied
Penelope laughed and said, “You should know by now that
Derek doesn’t do jealous well. Go to his place, and talk to him. Just have it
out with him already.”
You nodded and finished working on the final file on your
desk. You glanced at your watch knowing that by now Derek would be back at his
place. You grabbed your belongings and practically jogged out to your car. You
may have exceeded the speed limit just a bit on your way over to Derek’s place,
but you couldn’t wait for this much longer.
When you arrived you knocked on his door hoping to find him
in a good mood after you had pissed him off so badly at work.
“(Y/N), what are you doing here?” he asked in an almost
“We need to talk, Derek,” you said gently pushing past him
into his apartment.
As you walked over to his couch, you noticed a hole in a
wall. You glanced over at Derek and saw that he had bandaged his hand.
“What did you do?” you said though your tone was much more
accusing than you meant it to be.
“Nothing,” he mumbled.
“Derek, talk to me,” you said walking up to him.
He sighed and said, “I was mad. Well, jealous really. Since
when do you have a thing for Spencer?”
“I don’t,” you said deciding that you might as well fully
reveal the truth of the matter, “I was flirting with Spencer to make you
jealous. Derek, I have had feelings for you for a long time, and Penelope
already told me that you feel the same way. I just got tired of waiting for you
to make the first move, so I thought I’d help move things along.”
Derek didn’t speak. He closed the space between the two of
you and pulled you close to him. With his uninjured hand, he traced your jawbone
lifting your chin up. He slowly pressed his lips to yours moving his hands down
to your waist. The kiss was nothing like you would have expected from Derek. He
was gentle and soft. As soon as you ran your tongue across his lips, the kiss
instantly turned passionate. He picked you up by your waist so that you could
wrap your legs around his waist.
You broke apart though you began trailing hot, sloppy kisses
on his neck as you whispered, “Derek, bedroom.”
Thanks so much to the lovely that sent me this prompt, I don’t think I would have ever chosen to cover s3 ground otherwise.
Also big thanks to those of you that liked, reblogged and made wonderful comments on my previous efforts:-Ramblings
And my last thanks to the wonderful Dana nemo-miracle-grow for casting your eye over my words and saying they passed muster.
Dana did inform me there are some dropped words in here, but I think I’ve looked at it too long. so if anybody spots them please let me know.🙏
Tumblr prompt - Anonymous said: “I wish you would write a fanfic where” Rae and Finn reunite and get a happy ending (i’m Rinn trash, sorry) X
Rae was busying herself with her usual routine; what she did every week day since the start of university four months ago. She attended her classes then proceeded directly to the library to bury her head in books and homework.
This was the tactic she chose to ignore the ache in her heart and the nagging voice in her head. But she had to blot out these feelings. She couldn’t think about Finn; he’s a cheater. Maybe not cheater (they were on a break). But he was weak; he didn’t consider long distance; he didn’t consider coming with her; he chose to find consolation in the lips of fucking Katie Fucking Springer instead. He obviously never loved her.