young criminals

Sometimes Rich wonders if he’s losing his edge. Some days he just wants to go fishing all day, catch the little buggers and smash their heads in, instead of outscheming, outmaneuvering, and outfighting not only the authorities, but the young and hungry criminals coming up behind him, thinking that since Junior is obviously hopeless, they should be the next ones running the Empire, and that today is the day to start.


A new full length Colton Harris Moore documentary, Fly Colt Fly. Fusing documentary, graphic-novel style animation, and dramatic recreations.  (I may be a little over excited to see this)

10 Days 10 Stories - (1) Masterlist

1 Spencer Reid x reader - Bring the Cake

2 Rafael Barba x reader - Tastes Differ

3 Sirius Black x reader - Dream

4 Clint Barton x reader - Fireproof

5 Frederick Chilton x reader - Mess

6 David Rossi x reader - Writer

7 King Ezekiel x reader - My Queen

8 Mike Dodds x reader - Purple Flowers

9 Tony Stark x reader - A Promise

10 Remus Lupin x reader - Letters from R.

Sooo I’m rewatching Criminal Minds because reason, and I just notice

Reid hates the whistle, right? I mean, it only reminds of his failure over and over again, doesn’t it?

And yet…

He keeps it in his pocket during all the case long.

And we all know who has given the whistle to Reid, dont’we? ;)

(also, if I’m not wrong, this is the first episode where Morgan call Reid “kid”) (just to say)

Charlie Brandt was a murderer and suspected serial killer. In 1971, when he was just thirteen years old, he shot both of his parents, killing his pregnant mother and wounding his father. He was court-ordered to undergo three separate psychological evaluations, all of them stating that he didn’t suffer from an obvious mental illness. In the state of Indiana he was too young to be held criminally responsible for his crimes and was never charged with murder. Brandt was sent to a psychiatric hospital and stayed for just over a year, after which his father relocated him and the family to Florida. In 2004, Charlie murdered his wife, Teri Brandt, by stabbing her in the chest seven times with a kitchen knife, then murdered her niece, Michelle Jones, by stabbing her just once in the chest. He proceeded to mutilate her body, decapitating her and removing her heart. After murdering the two women, Charlie committed suicide by hanging himself with a bed sheet from the rafters in the garage. When investigators searched the house they found a few eerie things that stood out to them, such as a detailed poster of the female anatomy on the back of a bedroom door, medical books and books on anatomy with a newspaper clipping of a human heart found inside, and web searches found on a computer consisting of death fantasies, necrophilia, and violence against women. Because of the extreme violence against Michelle investigators started looking into unsolved murders that Charlie may be linked to, noting that it didn’t appear to be done by someone doing it for the first time. Two immediately stood out, one involving the 1995 murder of a sex worker named Darlene Toler that was found decapitated and her heart removed, and the 1989 murder of Sherry Perisho, who was found by local fishermen just four blocks away from Charlie’s house, also missing her heart and was decapitated. Charlie’s description matched a composite sketch of a man seen crossing the highway on the night she was murdered, and Charlie’s own wife suspected he was involved in Sherry’s murder. While some cold cases have been ascribed to Brandt, the true number of his victims will most likely remain unknown.

So Castiel is the son of some senator, and he’s just basically the family disappointment because:

1. he’s gay

2. he’s not religious enough

3. he’s not very ambitious

So despite the fact that he’s sweet and smart and genuinely kind, he’s the family disappointment, which is a constant point of stress on his poor little heart.

Meanwhile the Winchester brothers, they’re criminals, okay? They try not to hurt anybody, it’s mostly credit card fraud and the like, and at the moment they just need like one more big job to get them enough money to just retire somewhere.

So one day they’re out and they see this kid walking along and Dean says, 

“Holy shit, isn’t that that senator’s son?”

and Sam is like, “Fuck, it is!”

So they grab him, and they take him to this run down cabin that they’re currently living at in the woods.

and of course cas is freaking the fuck out, because like wtf is going on? Are these terrifying plaid-clad mountain men here to kill him?

Dean is calm, and he’s sorry they’re scaring this kid, he really is. It’s nothing personal, even if the kid’s dad is kind of a dick. So he explains to Castiel gently that everything is going to be fine, if Castiel’s father pays the ransom then Castiel will be back at home by tomorrow, safe and sound.

But, of course, things don’t go to plan. Sam gets into contact with the senator and the guy basically tells them to fuck off, because he’s paying ransom because his f***ot kid wasn’t smart enough to keep himself from getting kidnapped, and he’s not putting up with terrorist demands, etc.

And Sam is just thinking this is so fucked up, the whole time he’s on the phone. And he gives Castiel an edited version afterward, but the kid knows, and he just sits on the floor and starts fucking bawling. Because okay, he doesn’t know what these kidnappers are going to do with him now, which is scary, but even more than that, his dad doesn’t care enough about him to pay money (that he has) to save his life. And that’s not a good feeling.

And the Winchester brothers just have no fucking idea what to do now. They didn’t get the money and now they have this kid. And like, what do they do with him?

So Dean sits down with Cas and he lets him cry and, you know what, he puts an arm around him. The kid needs it, okay?

“I just- fuck-” Says Castiel, hiccuping, tears running down his face, “He didn’t even want me back. What’s he going to tell the media? That I died? Ran away? He’d rather risk a massive scandal than have to put up with me at all. I just-” His bottom lip quivers, and he’s crying again, “I thought he’d want me back.” He whispers.

Dean lets him cry for a long time and he pats the kid’s back and he lets the kid lean on him while Sam makes supper.

Once Castiel stops crying so much Dean says, “I know it hurts, okay? I know. But it’s going to be okay. You’re dad’s a prick, and you don’t need him.”

Castiel scrunches his face up and says, “You don’t know.”

And Dean has to sigh and say, “I really, really do.”

It’s afterward, when they’re all sitting together eating supper the way Castiel’s family has never, ever done, that he gathers the courage to ask, “So, what happens to me now?”

The Winchester brothers just look at each other, because they have no fucking clue.

“We’ll figure that out later.” Says Sam, “How’s your spaghetti?”

Eventually they decide to drop the kid off someplace and give him a little money to make his way home. But the idea doesn’t sit well with Dean. If Cas’ dad doesn’t even care enough to pay a moderate ransom to get his son back, what kind of father could he be? What kind of environment are they dropping Castiel back into?

So he keeps coming up with reasons not to drop Castiel off. This town is too dangerous, this one doesn’t have a bus stop, at this one it would take too much money to get him home.

Secretly, Castiel is relieved. He’s never been happy, he’s never been afforded any sort of freedom, and now… he is. The Winchesters let him do what he wants, treat him like an adult, talk to him like they actually want to know him. He finally feels seen and heard and, truthfully, he doesn’t want to go back to being a blank-faced senator’s kid.

Little by little, Castiel becomes a part of the family. He joins the brothers on con-jobs, he starts wearing plaid, he lets his hair grow out.

And then, one night he’s drinking on the back of the impala with Dean, and they’re looking at each other, and they just fall into each other.
They kiss (neither can remember who initiated it), and they keep kissing, and they start holding hands, and Dean lets Castiel pick the music in the car.

Sam doesn’t notice at first, but after a while they earn enough to rent a little house and one night he goes to check on Castiel only to find his bedroom empty. He checks the living room and the kitchen and finds them empty. His first thought is that Castiel finally decided to leave.

But then he goes to tell his brother and when he opens the door he finds Castiel and Dean curled up asleep together, Dean’s face in Castiel’s neck and his arm around Castiel’s stomach.

They looks sweet, and soft.

Sam watches them for a minute and then he goes back to his room, to listen to music and fall asleep, and everything is good.

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Hey guys! I’ve posted all of my imagines from the last time my inbox was open and it’s open again now! You can request Young Justice, Batfam, CW DC (I’m willing to attempt other DC characters as well now), Marvel, Voltron, AND I’m going to open this blog up to Criminal Minds as well! Both original and Suspect Behavior. I’ll be taking 10 requests before closing my inbox up again. Remember this is x Reader (but I can do OCs if someone wants that) and check my rules(updated) for anyone who hasn’t seen them! Thanks lovelies and send away! ^_^

rewatching some of yj and i’m on the scene in targets where roy is interrogating cheshire and im CACKLING LMFAKSJDHKJFH 



You scowled as you heard your door open and your father sit on your bed. You refused to look at him, staring intently at the game on your iPod.

“Are you going to talk to me, [f/n]?” Hotch asked quietly, and you clenched your jaw, remaining silent.

Then your father was plucking the game out of your hands. “Hey!” you protested, sitting up and glaring at him. “I was playing that!”

Your father set it aside, fixing you with a stare. “You can’t keep avoiding this, [f/n].”

You crossed your arms, looking away, “I’m not avoiding anything.”

“You’ve been getting into fights at school.”

“It’s not a big deal-”

“You can’t keep taking out your anger on other people. If you want to be mad at someone, be mad at me.”

“Fine! I am mad at you!” you were yelling and there were tears burning your eyes but you didn’t care. “You drove mom away! She’s gone because of you! She’s dead because of you! You and your stupid job! I hate you!”

You tried to hit your father, to push him away but he just wrapped his arms around you. Something inside you that had been hurting and angry for so long broke and you just sobbed.

“I’m sorry, dad, I didn’t mean it,” you whimpered, sniffling miserably.

“I miss her too, [f/n].” Hotch admitted quietly, “I miss her every day. I want you to know that it’s okay to be angry. What happened wasn’t fair. It wasn’t right. But we still have each other. You, me, and Jack. We’ll get through this. I promise.”

“I’m sorry, dad,”

“I know, [f/n].

*not my gif

Survive: John Murphy imagine

The small metal like classroom was filled with laughter and talks as you walked in looking at all the young criminals. To you they were just teenagers, sure they did something that went against the laws of the arc but where they really criminals.

“Sit down and shut up!”’ the guard yelled making everyone scrambled to their seats.

“Who’s the babe?” A boy with dark hair asked as he smirked at you.

“Your survival teacher.” You started as you by passed his comment and went straight to the board. You were here for one reason, to get this kids ready to survive the ground. You weren’t  much different then them, 19 so just a few years older than most of them. But you knew everything there was about earth, it was your interest every since you were a small child.

“So does anyone know how to start a fire?” You asked as you leaned against the desk in the front of the blank room.

“Murphy does.” Someone commented making everyone else let out chuckles and giggles.

“Well Murphy do you want to come up and demonstrate?” You asked as your eyes landed on the boy from before. His lips played out in a smirk as he walked up to you, standing a little to close.

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