[ok I know I'm still doing Prompt Sunday stuff, but that usually lasts me a week anyways lol]
Social Media AU Monday
because my random social media au about viper is doing well (thanks!!), I wanna make more.
1. Send me a theme or au. It can be as broad or specific as you want.
2. Send me a character or characters or reader
3. Send me relationship status [e.g secret dating, platonic, etc]
4. Send me a gender / neutral if reader insert
5. Let me know if you want any specific apps [Insta, Twitter, texts]
🤍 The Big Masterlist
🤍 Aaron Hotchner x Reader / OC
🤍 Spencer Reid x Reader / OC
🤍 BAU
🤍 Blurbs
🤍 Multi-Chapter Fics
Requests
Status: open for one shots, blurbs and drabbles.
🤍 Please be patient when sending a request.
🤍 Requests can be sent anon.
🤍Please specify if the reader has a gender or is neutral if requesting a Y/N fic.
🤍 No underage characters or minors in romantic/lust relationships.
🤍 I write for characters, not real people.
🤍 If I feel that a request crosses my boundaries or can be viewed as insensitive, I have to right to refuse the request.
🤍 Smut, angst and nsfw requests are welcome.
Ask Box
Status: open.
🤍 any hateful or offensive messages will be deleted.
🤍 kink talking / horny rambles allowed.
🤍 anons allowed.
🤍 irl chat allowed.
if you don't mind, could you fill out this? i had an idea some time ago (also s/o to @hqtchner, she too mentioned something like this) and i'd like to see how many people would be interested!! (it's still purely hypothetical + if you have any issues filling this out please tell me, i'm so bad at technology and stuff like that)
ok I truly believe that hotch is a switch, I mean he'd love to dom and be possessive of us and, also, us being fucking controlling or edging him af. idk
100% he's a switch
like
the man's a dominating leader, that's his character
but men like that also tend to be the most subby subs
I feel like he's one of those kinda lovers that switch depending on how the other person feels, if they wanna be dom or sub, he'll take the opposite
but when they both wanna dom and won't back down, holy fucking shit it'd be god damn fireworks
he totally loves edging!!!! he loves the build up
honestly I have no idea with that one
like I don't think the man would be as kinky as we think of him, but then again he's such a underdeveloped character in that sense that he possibly could
however I swear he's got a wet kink, like
both being soaked with sweat, being in a pool, water dripping on their body
like I swear he's got a kink for that, I can just see it - if it was him in the pool with someone he's sexually attracted to like reid was with in the pool with lila, i think he'd be turned on to all fucking hell
beep beep!! how about jealous aaron after going undercover on a case??
heh heh nice
NSFW Requests:
if there's a beep in the box, someone's getting railed.
Aaron had never really been jealous. Not with Haley, not with anyone. He'd always been the man, as others had put it. If he was close to a woman, other people seemed to just fade away, meeting his eyes for a moment before realising that they'd lose the battle. It had even happened with Prentiss once on a work outing, which resulted in her nicknaming him cockblocker for a few weeks afterwards.
So the fact that he was jealous over someone that wasn't even his was something new.
He hated it. The way their relationship was, it made it even more difficult - they'd always flirted constantly as a joke. True, it was only ever in private phone calls or meetings, never in front of the team, but it was a joke nonetheless. She was naturally flirty, bubbly and he couldn't help mirroring her personality when he was around her, creating a close friendship.
He wasn't completely sure when it stopped becoming a joke to him. The flirting. But it had come to a head right now, as he replayed the last hour in his head.
Undercover work. An homophobic unsub with a rage to kill anyone who wasn't straight. Y/N chatting up another woman in the bar. Dancing with her. Grinding on her. Feeling each other. Unsub was caught successfully. Y/N was fine.
Aaron was anything but. He couldn't stop thinking about it, his fists tightening when he replayed that once specific part of the night. Where the woman pulled Y/N's hair slightly and she grazed her eyes up to hers slowly, with a smile pulling at her lips. That part was going to kill him.
What he didn't know was Y/N had noticed his shiftiness when the team were heading back to the hotel. He wouldn't look at her unless he really had to and, when he did, he had this livid expression on his face. No one else had noticed it, but she did. She knew him.
A beeping sound interrupted Hotch's thoughts. The door swung open.
"Come on, what's up with you?" She asked as she sauntered into his hotel room.
"How did you get in here?"
"I got a key," She smiled, devilishly, holding it up in front of her face.
"How did you-- I don't even wanna know," Hotch forced himself to chuckle. Forced himself to stay sat on the edge of his bed. She was still wearing that damn outfit and he was almost becoming primal, desperately fighting the urge to grab her.
"I charmed the concierge," She shrugged, flopping down in a living chair in front of the bed, one of her bare legs crossed over the other, giving him an almighty view of the top of her thigh.
"Of course you did," He muttered.
"What's going on?" She asked again, but Hotch stayed silent, staring at his palms laced together in front of him. "Hotchyyyy,"
She always said it in a teasing, almost sing-song voice and it always grabbed his attention. He regretted looking up, as his eyes went straight to her hand resting on one of her knees, her finger tracing an invisible circle on her skin.
"Jesus, you're killing me," He mumbled softly to himself, before finally looking her in the eyes. She had a wide grin plastered on her face.
"Agent Hotchner," She stood up, slowly, not bothering to pull her dress down where it had risen up. She took a few slow strides forward, stopping just in front of him.
He wasn't prepared for her to start raising one of her legs and straddle his lap. His body, however, accepted it straight away, one of his arms supporting her lower back, the other gripping her ass.
"Are you jealous?"
"No,"
"You're jealous,"
"I'm not,"
She leaned in next to his ear.
"So you're fine with me playing with other people?"
He didn't answer her with words. Instead, that primal instinct took over and before he even realised it himself, he was kissing her - devouring her, soft moans already escaping her mouth. He pulled away quickly.
"What is happening right now?" He asked. She still had that damn sexy grin on her face.
"Well, two months ago you promised me I wouldn't walk after a night with you,"
"That was joke, Y/N,"
"Was it?" Her head cocked to the side, her eyes dancing and her smile even more teasing.
"No," He admitted, flipping her over to her back, kissing every place he could find. Her dress had ridden up to around her waist, her legs wrapped around his torso.
"I'm too impatient for this," She groaned. She unbuckled his trousers and took him in her mouth straight away, his gasp spurring her on even more.
"So am I," He grumbled, pulling her away by her hair, a smile on his face knowing he'd finally pulled her hair and been awarded that smile. The same smile she had in the bar.
"We have all night, anyway," She mumbled, as he lined up.
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