Husband!Hotch who after his failed marriage to Haley vows to ensure he will be a better husband to you.
Husband!Hotch who you work beside at the BAU. So at least you’re more understanding of the incredibly intense and busy schedules.
Husband!Hotch who wakes up before you and makes you breakfast if you both have time before work.
Husband!Hotch who is extremely protective of you.
Husband!Hotch who vows he will never let what happened to Haley, happen to you.
Husband!Hotch who will often schedule time off of work, to sync with your time off work. So you can spend time together, and with Jack and your own children. When you eventually have children together.
Husband!Hotch who slow dances with you in the kitchen whilst dinner is cooking.
Husband!Hotch who agrees to working shorter hours so he can spend time with Jack more as well as you.
Husband!Hotch who cleans up after dinner only to find you and Jack asleep, cuddled up on the sofa. He kisses your forehead and picks Jack up to tuck him into bed. He then scoops you up and takes you to your bedroom. By then you’ve woken up and are begging him to fuck you.
Husband!Hotch who makes loves to you. And has a breeding kink. He desperately wants to get you pregnant. He knows you’d make an amazing mother because you’re already an amazing mother to Jack even though he isn’t biologically yours.
Husband!Hotch who becomes even more protective of you when you fall pregnant. He will kiss your belly every morning and every night. Place his hands on your stomach whenever you’re near each other.
Husband!Hotch who pulls you into his arms when he’s feeling stressed. Even if you’re at work and a case is frustrating him, you ground him. Keep him calm.
Husband!Hotch who is extremely protective of you in the field. Always making sure you’re stood behind him out of the line of fire.
Husband!Hotch who always checks you over after you’ve apprehended the unsub, making sure you weren’t hurt. When he’s satisfied he presses a gentle kiss to your lips, and rests his forehead against yours. He then tells you how much he loves you.
Husband!Hotch who date nights with are rare and precious, but he goes all out making sure everything is perfect.
Husband!Hotch who loves tying your hands together with his belt.
Husband!Hotch who can be both rough and soft in the bedroom.
The promised hcs for our favourite hot dilf Aaron Hotchner 🤭 I hope you guys like them, it's gonna be a little lengthy and I've divided them between Basic, SFW Dating and NSFW.. Minors please don't interact with the nsfw content.
–Basic–
Hotch would be the type of guy who listens to classical music around the team, but once he's alone in his personal car, he has a whole collection of CDs in his glove box of his favourite bands and albums (The Beatles, etc.)
He'd also listen to audiobooks during long drives home. The genre can vary between the classics or just a light novel.
A huge overpacker. He packs the essentials during cases, but if the trip is personal, he packs almost everything – sunscreen, mosquito repellent, a map, extra batteries, a flashlight, etc. You'll never know if it might come in handy
Dad instincts are strong af, will know something is wrong before it happens
Wakes up at the crack of dawn. Became a habit after working so long in the BAU
Hotch is overall a light sleeper. Mostly because of emergencies or sudden calls from the BAU
The king of overworking. Before Haley died, he used to work so much that he got nosebleeds. He does it less now and spends more time with Jack than with paperwork.
Likes his coffee black with two teaspoons of sugar. He doesn't like it too sweet but isn't bitter either.
He most probably had a secret rockstar phase in his teens. Crazy shoulder-length hair, studded belts, band tees and EYELINER. Stopped after he became a junior in high school though.
Used to blame himself for failing to save the victims during his early years in the field. He tries to remember every person he failed to save in the past and compensate by saving more while being calm and tactful.
Spends a lot of time with Jack during the weekends. He's trying to make up for lost time after being so busy with his job than being a father. They would go on road trips, and theme parks and would do a whole lot just to see his son smile.
Hotch would unironically start drinking apple or pineapple juice after Jack just asked him to. Just for no reason at all.
He gets horrible migraines because of staying up late and not getting enough rest.
-SFW Dating-
When the two of you just started dating, he wasn't 100% sure of it because 1. your age gap (reader would be in her mid-20s) and 2. The fraternization rule in the Bureau.
The both of you kept the whole thing a secret for about four months until the team figured it out on a random Tuesday.
"I- I mean it was pretty obvious from how Hotch was hovering over you all the time and the ways his stoic face softens when he addresses you. Not to forget the way his pupils dilate-" "That's enough Reid."
When you were gonna meet Jack for the first time, you were quite nervous about it, but Aaron reassured you that he'd love you (and the little dude did).
Hotch would try to take you on dates, but it was kind of hard with your hectic schedules.
So it would usually be movie nights at his place along with some takeout dinner after putting Jack to bed.
It took Hotch a while to open up to you, but you were there to support him and he was worth the wait.
Picks you up for work and drives you home even if you told him that it was okay and you had your own car, he insisted on driving you home and seeing you get there safely.
Brings you coffee and something sweet from the cafe. It's his way of telling you he cares about you without the team teasing you after he goes into his office.
He would start to think irrationally after finding out you got hurt during a case. He wouldn't be able to think straight on the way to the hospital and blurted a mumbled 'I love you' while putting pressure onto your wound.
When you sleep over at his place, he loves seeing you wear his old college T-shirts.
Hotch thinks about Haley a lot and feels guilty for it, but you understand that she was his first love and he peppers you with soft kisses to apologize.
"I'm sorry, Sweetheart... I know I shouldn't be thinking about what could have been and focus on what is.. I'll do better, I promise.."
Calls you to his office sternly as if you were in trouble but in reality, he just wants you for himself in the office for a little while.
His heart clenched yet light when Jack asked him if you were going to be his new mommy.
Pet names would be rare when it comes to him. What really matters is when he calls you by your name. But the occasional 'Sweetheart' and 'Darling' might slip out.
He shows you his unserious side. It was a whole 180 for you and it made you fall for him even more. He's an adorable dork.
Even if the two of you are dating, there's a fine line between being together behind closed doors and pure professionalism. Hotch is still your superior and there wouldn't be any special treatment even if you were his significant other.
But when he realizes he gets too rough with you he will apologize in private after the case.
His love language is quality time, so he tries to be around you and Jack as much as he can.
Cheesy pickup lines to try and make you laugh during a hard day. Only in private though.
Knows what to do when you're on your period. He'll bring a heating pad, warm fuzzy blankets, your favourite snacks and painkillers.
NSFW UNDER THE CUT MINORS DNI!!!
-NSFW Dating-
• The sex is incredible. Hotch knows all the right places to hit and how to give you a godly amount of orgasms.
• He starts out slow, letting you get used to the stretch and how much he's filling you up. You can practically feel his cock in your throat from how full you feel.
• Gentle feather-like kisses on your forehead, telling you how good you feel around him while starting to move his hips at a quicker pace.
• From slow, gentle thrusts, it changes into something more primal and rough. As if he were lashing out all his frustrations from work into your tight, little pussy, trying to fuck you into next week.
• And he does it well. He fucks you senseless until you're coming on his cock multiple times before he finishes and spills his cum into the condom he's wearing.
• He just loves fucking you in the missionary position, because he sees how your face contorts in pleasure.
• The first time the two of you slept together was at your place after a really stressful case and the two of you had a drink too many.
• Obviously, Hotch was still a bit sober but you were out of it. He wouldn't do anything without your consent, but you had dragged him into your bedroom and things got heated.
• Bruised your cervix one too many times. The two of you rarely have any sex but if you do, you go all out. He apologises with an amazing bath and breakfast in bed.
• Amazing aftercare. He'll take care of you after the both of you are done, even if he's tired. He'd always clean you up, get you a glass of water and press soft kisses on your shoulders. Cuddling and whispered confessions under messy sheets.
• Not a big fan of having sex in public spaces. He needs privacy when he's trying to fuck and pleasure you.
• But he does know about the dirty fantasies you have about getting fucked on his desk. He's seen the books read and articles you look up. Not like you could've hidden it from him anyway.
• He fulfills those fantasies to the best of his capabilities when no one's left in the office and it's just the two of you. He looks through the last of his files, calls you to his office and closes the door.
• His tie was loose, sleeves rolled up, revealing his forearms. His hair was slightly dishevelled as if he ran his fingers through them multiple times.
• Hotch makes you suck his cock until you're gagging, being a little rougher on you. Then he got you splayed on his desk, pushing your pencil skirt up and ripping your stockings by the crotch area.
• When he noticed how wet you got, he smirked, moving the gussets of your panties to the side. He then flicked your sensitive clit, making you whimper as slick gushed out your weeping hole.
• “You like this, don't you, sweetheart? Lying on my desk, messing up my paperwork with your slutty pussy?”
• He's not the type to degrade you, but if you really wanted to he would. But he wouldn't go too far with the insults.
• He's a switch. Since he's usually dominant in most of his everyday life, Hotch lets you take over once in a while.
• Loves going down on you. He likes loosening your tight hole with his mouth and savours the taste of your essence on his tongue.
• Hotch goes weak when you go down on him even if he doesn't ask you to. Praises and soft grunts.
• Isn't the type to be loud. Mostly pants and let's out soft groans when your pussy convulses around his shaft.
• Loves hearing you whine his name and complain how deep he is.
• Once he saw you looking at a site involving different positions, but the one that piqued his interest the most was the mating press.
• Was curious and wanted to try it with you. Hotch was too riled up to put on a condom that night and filled you up to the brim, having you pressed into the mattress, your calves over his shoulders as he buried himself deeper, hitting so many new places that it made you see white.
Pairing: Aaron Hotchner/Reader
Warnings: College!Hotch, Dad!Hotch, mild angst, Haley and Jack don’t exist, smoking, Christianity
A/N: A combination of some thoughts I had just now and my personal headcanons for his character. Mostly college and dad hotch!
-Coming of age in Seattle in the 90s, he was a big fan of the local rock music scene, which included such artists as Nirvana, Alice in Chains, Candlebox, the Foo Fighters, Pearl Jam.... He was definitely into the counter-culture!
-Which would have made him the butt of a lot of loving jokes I think, this guy in law school, normally pretty professional and clean-cut, but by night, he’s in the grungiest, dirtiest bars, singing along to songs like Lithium, wearing band tees and letting his hair grow out a little longer as he gets more into it
-Did a minor in creative writing because he wanted a creative outlet and a break from all of the law/ethics/philosophy/history stuff (and his writing is pretty good! A little stilted at first because he wasn’t used to expressing his emotions, but better over time)
-He smoked pretty heavily during his college years (cigarettes and.... not cigarettes), and to this day, keeps a pack of cigarettes in his desk at work. He lets himself have three or four a year, saving them for occasions when his other coping mechanisms aren’t working.
-He was raised in the church, since he grew up in the South, and his spirituality is still important to him, but he doesn’t attend church regularly because he’s seen a lot of people do terrible things and justify it with their religion, and he finds churches generally aren’t progressive enough, especially in Virginia
-That being said, this man has definitely read most of the Bible, and his favourite chapter is Romans 13 because he feels like it speaks to his life; a career in law enforcement, trying to be righteous and do good, but ultimately, recognizing that love, not vengeance, is the most important way to carry out God’s will
-On a completely different note, he hasn’t had a lot of close female friendships or relationships in his life, so when you have a daughter, you have to start at square one and teach him everything. What to expect when she grows up, how to talk to her about her body in a positive way, all those important parenting things that he didn’t realize would be different from raising a boy
-There are smaller things you teach him too, like how to do her hair, how to paint her nails, how to pick clothes in colours that work together (because let’s be honest; this man has lived in shades of grey/navy/black for a while now)
-Every single morning, like clockwork, he presses a kiss to the top of her head before he drops her off at daycare, or before he leaves for work and you drop her off, or before he leaves you both for a work trip. The tradition starts as soon as he finishes his paternity leave and goes back to work, and lasts until she moves out of state for college
-He knows she’ll be safe, the two of you have taken every possible measure to ensure that your home is secure, her daycare is safe, the schools she attends are out of harm’s way, and she’s done age-appropriate self-defense training since she could walk. It’s probably overkill, but Hotch would not have it any other way. He’s seen too much carnage in his life to trust the world with his baby girl.
-When Hotch explains one day that he’s not doing it to be clingy, but because he never knows what will happen during his work day, you can’t help but cry. He’s right, nothing is certain, but it breaks your heart nonetheless.
-Maybe a little controversial, but I think Hotch would definitely be pro co-sleeping. Although the first few months are rough, defined by sleepless nights and being woken up by the sound of tiny cries, he sleeps a little bit better knowing that if anything goes wrong, he’s in the room with her, and so are you.
-On the topic of the first few months, while the baby gets hungry several times a night, you realize you’ve married the right man. When you groan softly and start to sit up so you can feed her, Hotch touches your arm gently and whispers “I’ve got it,” and gets up to put some milk in the warmer. You can’t quite fall back asleep, so you watch Hotch in the nursing chair, rocking gently and shushing the baby quietly, stroking her head with his index finger.
-When he sees you watching him, he smiles. You smile too, watching the man of your dreams rocking the baby you made together back to sleep, the bottle looking so tiny in his hands.
Extension of the Happy Retired Aaron Hotchner headcanons! This time with a husband <3 (I am attempting to do x Male Reader for this lol)
For @softhairedhotch and @scorpio-hotch because I love you guys <3
When Hotch met you he had no clue that you would be the one to break down his walls, chipping away at them bit by bit with kind words and soft touches, until he was laid bare before you as the scared and vulnerable man he pretended not to be. But it was a good thing, because once his scars were on display for you to witness, you smiled and kissed each one, healing him until he felt human again.
At your wedding you adopted Jack, signing the paperwork to become his official Papa. You can’t remember who cried more: you, Aaron, or Jack. Maybe you all did.
When Jack was 12 he mentioned wanting a younger sibling. It didn’t take much discussion to decide on adopting (but it did take quite a bit of kissing and giddy smiles when you both agreed that yes, let’s do this).
You adopted a little 8-year-old girl named Molly. Jack took to her immediately, which helped her come out of her shy shell. Jack calls her Molls.
Adopting another child meant needing an actual home, not the three bedroom apartment you’ve been living in for the last several years. Morgan helps get you set up in the perfect place, white picket fence and all. You laugh at Aaron’s face when he notices a spot for a vegetable garden. “What are we, farmers?” He teased.
Little did he know that he would actually spend most of his time in that garden after retirement. Which doesn’t happen until Jack moves out to go to college.
“I’m getting too old to be tackling Unsubs,” he declares at dinner one night. You just smile and take his hand, “You don’t seem old to me.” He smiles in return and squeezes your hand.
You waited a couple more years before your own retirement. It’s when Molly moves out that you finally decide to put away the badge as well. It’s hard for both of you; always used to being fit, practicing at the gun range, chasing unsubs on foot.
Aaron gets up at 5am for his morning jog most days. You’re up with coffee and breakfast waiting for him when he returns; always with a kiss and a smile and a mumbled, “good morning.”
Jack ends up going to the FBI academy. Aaron waits until he’s alone to cry about it, and for a moment you’re worried it’s because he’s scared for Jack—but it turns out he’s full of pride. He couldn’t be happier that his son wants to help people, like the two of you used to do.
Molly can’t decide what she wants to do, but she moves around the country for a bit before eventually settling down near home (with her new boyfriend that you and Aaron have decided seems good enough for her. If you had Garcia do a background check on him, you don’t tell Aaron. Or Molly. Even tho you’re sure they both know).
So many years go by so quickly, you wonder where the time went as you sit on the back porch and watch Jack’s twins play in the sprinkler with their Grandpa Aaron. They’re squealing when he grabs them both and hauls them over his shoulders— you can already hear him complaining about the back pain later, but you bite back on commenting anything. He’s making memories with his grandkids, after all.
Jack sits next to you, not without kissing your forehead first. “What’s that for?” You ask your son, arching an eyebrow, “you’re up to something.” Jack laughs and shakes his head. He looks just like Aaron when you first met him: all toned and proud. A real FBI agent, just blonde with a cheeky personality that can get him out of anything. You blame his uncles Dave and Derek for teaching him that.
“I wanted to say thank you,” Jack says as he spots his wife speaking with Molly, the two laughing over how carefree and silly Aaron is being with the twins. You purse your lips and sip at your drink, “for what?” He smiles, and you can’t help but see Aaron in that smile. “For being here. For loving dad, and taking care of him. For being my Papa.”
If you feel choked up, you don’t say so. You clear your throat to hide it, setting your drink down, “where is this coming from?”
Aaron sets the twins down, standing up straight and stretching out his back as they cling to his legs, all giggles and smiles. He glances at you and grins. You can see how his hair has greyed a little, salt-and-pepper strands here and there, even in his stubble. He’s softened over the years, but his legs and arms are still as strong as ever (that’s what he gets for having a runners body). The lines on his face, that you used to tease him for, saying he frowned too much, now look like laugh lines. His eyes shimmer with genuine happiness.
Jack must see what you see, because he looks at you again. “He’s been through a lot, you know that. And there was a time, when I was a kid, that I wondered if I’d ever see him smile like that again. And then he met you. So, thank you.”
You lean forward and pull Jack into a hug. You don’t say anything, because you don’t need to. You both know you’d do it all again to end up here; happy, safe, surrounded by love and family.
what if, during the hotch-triathlon-arc, he met a man who he began training with, but then he developed feelings for him, and that's how he realises that he's bisexual?
★ - sad headcanon with either Criminal Minds or X-Men? Your choice on the character. Can it be where they hold you as die in their arms? I need a good heartbreaking set.
Notes: I’m not really doing these like normal prompt requests, so I’d rather not get a specific request with these, as it takes away the fun of me coming up with my own headcanons.
Also, since I am only doing like 1-3 headcanons for each response, it’s harder to fulfill specific requests like this, so I’m sorry if they aren’t any good and there is not as many as you’d like.
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Aaron Hotchner
★ Hotch felt responsible for you, as he did with the rest of the team. So when you had been shot down right in front of him his heart shattered. He grabbed onto you and pulled you to safety, yelling for medics as he let the others return fire to protect the two of you.
★ Aaron has lost a lot of people so as he saw the life leave your eyes he squeezed you tightly as if he could keep the life back in your body.
★ He started to talk to you, begging you to stay awake to just keep your eyes open, not to give up, you could do it, you can keep fighting, just hold on.
★ He was heartbroken when you couldn’t do it, he didn’t blame you though, he blamed himself for not being able to save you, or get you out of danger.
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Send me in a symbol + a character and I’ll give you headcanons
(no more sex or family symbols please, I don’t like writing those ones)
He takes it another step, he also smokes his own meats. He tends to the barbecue or smoker like it’s his god given purpose. Always getting the meat perfectly cooked, never ever burning it (well not since he honed in on his talent).
He has all the seasonings and rubs, sauces and woods to pack it full of flavor. He stands in his backyard all day working on his perfect dad jokes that only Jack, his Partner, and Spencer get to hear.
Head canon about drunk hotch w his so who’s also a member of bau?
This is going to be GREAT. AHH. DRUNK! HOTCH GO.
Hotch knows how to handle his liquor. He’s very stoic, he doesn’t like to lose control very often.
But when he does, OH BOY.
It starts off innocently, a drink shared at the local bar with the team.
Then Morgan challenges everyone to a round of shots, which Hotch refuses at first, but after some gentle nudging, finally agrees.
And he does hard. Everyone eventually gives up, leaving Hotch as the winner, and you were surprised. Hotch had never been one for alcohol.
Nothing had really changed, besides his words were slightly slurred and his inhibitions were lesser, his hand brushing yours one too many times.
Luckily the team dispersed, ready to stumble home, leaving just the two of you. But Aaron wasn’t in the mood to leave.
Instead, he takes one last shot, getting to his feet, and pulling you into a private booth in the bar.
He begins to kiss you, his lips sloppily showing you how much he loves you, hands skimming dangerously low. “You’re so beautiful,” He murmured, “How did I manage to get so lucky?”
“Aaron,” Your breath is ragged, cheeks burning, “Let’s go home,” You insisted, prying him off of you. “please?”
It was a long drive home, Aaron’s hand resting on your thigh, fingers trailing up and down it.
The two of you stumbled into the house, his arms wrapped around you immediately, but there was clarity in your haze. “Hey, you’re really drunk, we shouldn’t do this right now,”
“It’s fineee,” his last syllable extended, making you giggle.
“Considering that you just said that, you are most definitely not fine,” You pecked his cheek. “Come on, let’s go to bed,”
“That’s what i was trying to do,” He pouted, still pressing insistent kisses to your neck.
“Come on, Mr. Hotchner, you’re going to regret getting this drunk in the morning,” You got him into bed after enough coaxing, as he snuggled up beside you, arm wrapped around your middle, he sighed.
“I love you,” Your eyes snapped open, as you stared at him, his eyes shut, breathing steady.
“Aaron, do you really mean that?” But he was already asleep, your cheeks were burning. He had never told you that before, and now he probably wouldn’t even remember. You pressed a soft kiss to his lips.
