◤𝒾𝓇𝑜𝓃 𝓂𝒶𝒹𝑒◢

the ferrous liquid pounds in her veins, pools beneath her ivory skin when she is wounded, the striking reminder that she is HUMAN. however, she isn't weak, her strength lies deep inside; she is a beacon of protection.

[liaisonism-blog]

( profilisms ) 

      her blood was boiling, another detective undermining her     skills because she was a young blonde woman. he had just         left the office after threatening to have her arrested for       impersonating a federal agent. now she had to crawl to her                boss with her proverbial tail between her legs.

         her petite fist knocked gently on the door frame,                             peeking her head around the corner. 

                  '        hotch, can i have a moment ? '

[liaisonism-blog]

you only reply to profilisms idk why you're even on jj

i’m going to try to reply to this without being a complete ass-douche, but i am a very private & selective jj. profilisms is my main priority on this blog because i am here for her. i really don’t have much interest on this account, s a d l y, so taylor will always be my first priority. i’m still trying to get back into the swing of things & this week, i’ve had so much to do, i’m still floundering with this muse like a slippery fish. i’m sorry if i’ve upset you, i really am, but taylor asked me to come back to jj, & while i don’t regret it, i’m not going to force my muse. i’m really sorry, ugh. i feel like a douche but i have this overwhelming dread on this account sometimes, & i’ve been friends with taylor for a while, so idk i just feel more comfortable with her, if this makes sense ? i do have drafts saved & i’m planning on doing them this weekend, but if you’re someone i owe a reply or a starter to, i’m not ignoring you on purpose. i’m sorry. 

[liaisonism-blog]

for some reason i just had this thought in the shower like an unsub takes will and henry and he kills them and i literally began bawling in the shower as i thought of how the team would have to hold jj back at the crime scene and she would break past them, falling to the ground and crumpling her little boy in her arms. and then the aftermath of her sleeping for a while and she'll wake up and maybe her mom would be there and someone from the team and she would come out and be like 'i had the worst dream... henry was... god, where is he?' and then they would be like 'it wasn't a dream...' and she would just break down sobbing no and crying and gOD HELP ME

[liaisonism-blog]

profilisms:

’               what happened to you ?               

        ' ... i,      uh, fell. it's nothing, really.    just a few scratches. what did i miss ? '

         fantastic plan, jareau... lying to a                      P R O F I L E R. 

[liaisonism-blog]

profilisms:

’               you’re late.                 you missed the briefing.           

      ' i...     i'm sorry... '

[liaisonism-blog]

         ' wha...     what happened ? '

[liaisonism-blog]

i still have a lot of drafts but alas, i have a busy day tomorrow,  but i should be able to get them done before friday !!!

[bravelittlestiles-archive-deact]

                            { he who fights with monsters }

                                                                   should     look     to     it                                                                    that         he       himself                                                                    does                          not

▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓ ʙᴇᴄᴏᴍᴇ ᴀ ᴍᴏɴѕᴛᴇʀ ▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓

and   when   you   gaze   long into           the           A B Y S S the  abyss  also  gazes  long into                                      you

                                                                                              ——ƒ.η.

[liaisonism-blog]

profilisms:

’    ( cue an unimpressed frown )                       we’ll find reid.   & i don’t need to tell you that you should have waited for back-up.        just keep searching, something should show up.

     ' if anything happens to him, it'll be my FAULT. '               & how was she supposed to be able to               do this job if she was the reason her               friend was dead ? frantic eyes flitted                behind his back, catching sight of a                frothing dog, blood at his jaws, the                warm f l e s h from her arm filling his                mouth. of course, he wasn't really               there, all apart of the hallucinations.

[liaisonism-blog]

profilisms:

’        it wasn’t your call                    to make.

      ' you're right & now reid's gone.                  it's all my FAULT. ' 

[jemmasmmns]

I  ’  m       s  o  r  r  y   .  .  .

[liaisonism-blog]

profilisms:

’           i’ll send out for a loaner machine        … & see what i can do about the budget.            for now, we’ll have to deal without caffeine.            you said you had something to            show me concerning a probable case ?

       ' not a case, yet, these departments just want a       consultation to see if they're on the right track. it'll      only take a half hour at most so i was wondering if      you wanted to CRANK them out now ? '

              as she speaks, she pulls out the manilla folders,              along with a bottle of tylenol, setting both on his              desk. how did she know he had a headache ?              simple, she had worked with him for years.

[liaisonism-blog]

ok guys i sWEAR i will get to the rest of those starters  tomorrow, because i just looked at the clock and wow  it's laTE AND I SHOULD BE ASLEEP I AM SORRY. :c

[liaisonism-blog]

derekmxrganbau

      ' i've never been so THANKFUL for      my hand to hand combat coach than i              was today... thanks, derek. '  

[liaisonism-blog]

callahxn

       ' i know it's none of my business since       we barely know each other... but are you      alright ? that last case... you seemed upset. '

[liaisonism-blog]

megcallahxn

        ' you look a LITTLE lost...         can i help you find someone ? '

[liaisonism-blog]

would anyone like a starter ? c: