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she/her | criminal minds | no smut but under 16 dni

[moon-river-me]

OK so, I rlly want to start writing more, and I have my requests open!!

I would write abt criminal minds, focusing on x reader(spencer, hotch, and emily), spencelle, moreid, and hotchniss/jemily!!

if no one sees this I get it BUT I would love some support and ideas for prompts.

NO SMUT at the momment, but maybe in the future

♡♡♡

[chiefkyiv]

can't wait to get home and pull this move in my room

[gardensofivy]

WHERE IS THE FLUFF. I am sick of the smut. what ever happened to pure affectionate fluff or even angst. I’m begging you please put aside the horny for a little bit. good lord.

[bambiali]

[love-princess-coco]

[moon-river-me]

I fear this is too real.

[moon-river-me]

when it's alpha hot female x nerdy loser with no rizz.

[yearnpilled]

[moon-river-me]

I NEED SOMETHING LIKE THIS SO BAD 😔🙏

[nivolumab000q-deactivated202506]

can u believe cherries are real and we can just eat them

[dailykafka]

Kafka on his vacation:

[moon-river-me]

Live footage of me trying to explain why s2 spencer is hotter than s13

stay with me now🙏🙏

[moon-river-me]

God made him as an apology

HE'S SO SCRUMPTIOUS I CAN'T

[angellsell]

Now tell me who gave them the right to look this good

[moon-river-me]

"You know that CM character that went through a severe trauma with an unsub and got abandoned by their team in their biggest time of need"

WHICH ONE?

[inbred-eater]

IM NEXT LETS GO ‼️

IM NEXT LETS GO ‼️‼️

IM NEXT LETS GO 🗣️‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️

[moon-river-me]

you guys are disgusting (how to permanently play a video??????? answers now thank you 🙏)

[moon-river-me]

hey i saw you're open to requests!

What about a hotch x reader fic where he's reunited with an old friend on a case and he gets all flirty and flustered? No angst, happy ending if poss 👀

Aaron Hotchner x lawyer!reader

sfw, reuniting, fem reader <3 no haley or jack mentioned and no specific season

Eyes meet across the room. Warmth fills his gut. He knows those eyes, he memorized those eyes, he loved those eyes.

“Aaron?” your voice still sounded the same, like honey and warmth, like the soft and lulling pitter patter of rain on a spring’s night. Just how he remembered.

You made a B-line for him, at a determined speed. That’s another thing he remembered about you, so determined. Throughout all of law school you both would compete, for anything and everything, you almost always won.

“It’s really you, huh?” looking at him with so much admiration he needed to break the contact. “So, what’s a hotshot FBI agent doing here? Come back to beat the score.” You jest, hitting his elbow with your own. The score was something sacred back in your university days. It was a tally between you two, one that would update every time one of you got a higher grade, an award, a commendation, or stayed sober the longest, the last one was always biased. He fondly remembered nights of drunken giggles and takeout while watching badly written court tv shows on your thrifted couch.

“Oh no, those days are long gone. Any more tequila and my liver will go into failure.” A ghost of a smile paints his lips.

“I still get flashbacks after a mere whiff of the thing.” Your laughing sounding more of an amused snort, not caring who saw you. That was something Aaron always loved  liked about you, not once in the entire time he knew you did you ever care about how others viewed you. You were so uniquely you that he truly believes if another you appeared one day, the earth would stop spinning.

Emily and Morgan walked up behind him; he could see their smirks through the back of his head. “Hotch, I didn’t take you for a tequila connoisseur,” Derek was in view now, offering his hand to you, “Derek Morgan.”

“y/n l/n,” you state as you shake, “and you should have seen him in our second year of law, god I thought I was going to have to drag him to emergent care some nights.” Your words were embarrassing, but your eyes were filled to the brim with joyfulness, you make eye contact once again and it is as if the world stops. “But of course I was no better so I would be a hypocrite to say anymore.” You grin, your lip getting a slight tug from your teeth. Aaron felt himself blush as his brain began to create images of that lip, and those teeth, and that smile, and oh those beautiful eyes.

You noticed the change in his demeanor, you always had. Except this time, your eyes twinkled in victory. “So, what do you guys need?” you turn you head towards Emily, although your gaze is stuck like honey to Aarons eyes.

“We were told that you were the prosecutor for the case we are working on. We came to discuss some things about the trial.”

“Oh of course, let me just grab the file. One second.” You turned to walk to your office; it was just principle that Aaron followed you, no other reason.  “Come on agent Hotchner, the file isn’t going to find itself, I need your expert profiling skills to uncover it.” You laugh as you reach your office. Aaron looked at his very amused coworkers and felt the flush of his cheeks get 2 shades darker.

“I don’t know who she is or if they have a history, but he followed her like a dog.” Morgan states, a belly laugh following as he finishes his senses.

Emily observed you through the glass, your head thrown back in laughter, and Hotch’s eyes staring at you with something that could only describe as a child on Christmas morning.

“He is whipped.”

A/N

short and sweet but trust me I will start doing longer ones.

requests are still open, please give feedback.

ik it's not the best but I hope you like it.

[moon-river-me]

they are my cutie patooties🥰 (they are grown FBI agents who could EASILY take me in a fight)

[moon-river-me]

I need them biblically

[moon-river-me]

hey guys!

just a reminder my requests are still open and more fics will be posted tonight or tomorrow <3

I'm quite busy for the rest of the week but trust there will still be posts ♡♡♡