starsoverhead:

It wasn’t how Aaron ever imagined Jack wearing his first tie.

(Source: criminalmindsscreencaps)

liveistooshorttobewasted:

Read More

(Source: dr-kara)

toyboxboy:

Actor Matthew Gray Gubler speaks during the Academy of Television Arts & Sciences Foundation’s 33rd Annual College Television Awards at the Renaissance Hollywood Hotel on March 31, 2012 in Hollywood, California.

(Source: wontlikemewhenimangry)

twelvefootmountaintroll submitted:

They’re playing The Game. Morgan always wins but Reid doesn’t feel too bad about that.

“Fourscore and seven years ago our fathers brought forth on this continent…”

Reid pauses, grips the office chair’s armrests, continues.

“…a new nation, conceived in liberty, and dedicated to the tongue, no, sorry, to the proposition that all men are created equal. Now we are engaged in a great—nngh, yeah—a great civil war, testing whether that nation, or any nation so conceived and so dedicated—”

He can’t help himself; his hand flies up and moulds to the contours of Morgan’s head. Morgan pulls back.

“You doin’ all right, babe?”

Reid nods. “—can long endure. We are met on a great battlefield of that—god, oh god, mm—war. We have come to dedicate a portion of that field, as a final resting place for those who here gave their lives that the nation might oh, oh, oh might live. It is altogether fitting and proper that weshoulddothisohgoddothatagain—”

Reid’s breath is coming faster. But he’s not far from the end; maybe if he speeds up…

“Butinalargersensewecannotdedicatewecannotconsecratewecannothallowshit—ah…this ground. Thebravemenlivinganddeadwhofoughthere—” his voice suddenly shoots up an octave “—haveconsecrateditohgodMorgan, faraboveourpoorpowertoaddordetracttheworldwilllittlenotenorlongrememberwhatwesayherebutitcanneverforgetwhattheydidhereitisforusthelivingrather—” he’s so close, so close, takes a deep breath “—tobededicatedheretotheunfinishedworkwhichtheywhofoughtherethusfarsonoblyadvanced. Itisratherforustobeherededicatedtothegreattaskremainingbeforeusthatfromthesehonoreddeadwetakeincreaseddevotiontothecauseforwhichtheygavethelastfullmeasureofdevotion, Morgan please, thatweherehighlyresolvethatthesedeadshallnothavediedinvain and and and thatthisnationundergodshallhaveanewbirthoffreedomandthatgovernmentofthepeoplebythepeopleforthepeopleshall shall not shall not perish—”

And with an endearingly loud groan from Reid, Morgan has won yet again.

twelvefootmountaintroll submitted:

When Reid gets home, Morgan and Clooney are snuggling on the couch. Reid has long since gotten over the feeling of being a perpetual third wheel while he’s at Morgan’s—Clooney, clearly making up for all the time Morgan spends away from home, doesn’t let the man out of his sight—but there is something different today. The smile on his face is one Reid has never seen before.

Reid perches himself tentatively in the armchair. This arrangement of theirs, the one that has happened so brilliantly and yet with so little mapping out of boundaries, only works because those boundaries exist somewhere. They both know it would be all too easy to suffocate each other between time spent together at work and outside of it. He doesn’t want to intrude.

“Derek?” One of the perks of both of them being profilers is that they both know Reid only uses his first name when he’s being intimate—emotionally or sexually.

“You know, when we used to tease you about the ‘Reid effect’ all those years ago, I thought it meant you and I were fundamentally incompatible,” Morgan says, unexpectedly cryptic.

Reid thinks for a moment. “I know Clooney is important to you. That first time you brought me here was a test.”

Still, that smile. “It’s more than that. Clooney is my baby.”

“You wanted to be a dad?” Reid asks after another pause.

“Present tense, kid.”

“But you ended up with me anyway,” Reid says. The words just sort of spill out of his mouth.

Now Morgan looks at him, straight in the eye. The hard line of his mouth betrays anger, but his words are gentle nevertheless. “I’m not going to pretend that it was an easy deliberation on my part, but in the end I made that compromise with my heart in it 100%.”

Reid glances away. Morgan doesn’t follow his gaze to the bag he dropped by the door when he came in—the little plastic one from the pharmacy.

freakingdork submitted:

The pregnancy wasn’t planned, but that didn’t mean it was unwanted, at least on Morgan’s part. But he knew, he knew Reid didn’t want it, didn’t want biological children.

He could see it in his eyes when Reid told him. So he makes it easy; he asks if Reid wants an abortion. When Reid says yes, he tries not to be upset. It’s Reid’s body and his choice. Still, it’s hard to let go of something he wants.

But he has his priorities straight - he wants Reid on his meds and sane over a child that would risk his lover’s health and more than that, he doesn’t want Reid guilted into doing something he doesn’t want. Ever. No matter how much it hurts in the moment.

So it’s okay, it’s going to be okay.

Just not today.

7.18 Foundation.

(Source: maributerfly)

(Source: finestimpulses)