#suitbadgetie

[iracundusbellator]

[ @suitbadgetie ]

“I don’t know what to do anymore, Aaron...I keep having these fears that he’s not locked up, that he is always behind me...watching me, waiting to...to..” Derek couldn’t finish his words. A gulp escaped his throat as he rubbed at his eyes that were starting to tear up. He was always so strong, always so brave. The agent never wanted anyone to know that he was still afraid, still cautious because of what that man did. “I’m sorry.” He said, his words tough and harsh as he shook his head and stood up from the chair across from Hotch. To break down in front of Hotch was something Derek never wanted to do. Hotch was always so strong, even when there were times that he shouldn’t. He always looked up to Hotch in that sense, how he didn’t let things in the past haunt him and stop him, instead he let them fuel him.

[blackbird-brewster]

I have so many (platonic) feelings about Hotch & Emily right now. SOMEONE HELP ME!! suitbadgetie I BLAME YOU ENTIRELY!

[ingxniium-blog-blog]

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     Oh, this was going to be       a long day. First, his      Wi-Fi just shut off, and      now some stranger was      in his house. A G A I N.      Cal was not happy at all. 

     “THIS IS MY HOUSE, JUST LETTING        YOU KNOW.”

[brokenagentjareau-blog]

"Will you be quiet now?" (Because it's late and why the hell not?)

Send “Will you be quiet now?” For my muses reactions to yours pushing them against a wall and kissing themOne minute she had been yelling at her boss for being so reckless and the next minute she was pinned against the wall in his office kissing him. She kissed back without thinking about it, she did not care if others saw them make-out in his office. She barely cared about the fact that he was her boss, she just cared about the hot make-out session that she hoped would come, the kissing, the need for air, everything that she knew could and most likely would come. 

[reiidisms]

Breaking Free

The morning had started out just like any other for Spencer. He’d gotten up, taken the Metro to work, and was currently on his second cup of coffee. Sitting at his desk, he’d looked up and noticed that Hotch had been pacing around in his office. This was unusual. In all the years Spencer had known Hotch, he never saw the other pace like that. Even through the lines of blinds and the distance that separated them, Spencer could see that Hotch looked nervous. Frightened, even.

Without warning, the unit chief had opened the door to his office, making his way to Spencer’s desk. Spencer couldn’t help but wonder what was going on. Was Spencer in trouble? Was Hotch in trouble?  Something was definitely wrong; Spencer could almost feel it.

“Hotch?” Spencer asked worriedly as the older stepped in front of his desk. “Are you...You look...erm...You look nervous. Is everything alright?”

suitbadgetie

[derekanthonymorgan-blog]

Hey there. I just wanted to say that I really miss writing with you, and also, hey looser.

If I’m one of your favorite blogs send me “hey loser”

ok

but

LIKEWISE.

to all of it. just. i’m sorry i haven’t replied to our things and it’S NOT YOU I PROMISE. i’ve just had real flighty inspiration and iDK. I’M GONNA TRY GOING THROUGH DRAFTS AND THREADS AND THINGS TONIGHT before bed and weed things out and manage replies and wOULD YOU BE INTERESTED IN STARTING A NEW THING?? if i can’t reply to our old thingsss??

ps. you’re a loser too. <3<3

[littlemisshotchner]

"Happy Father's Day," Alex said, a smile that she reserved for just this day on her face. "I got you this," she added quietly, handing over the parcel.

[frankandjoehardy]

suitbadgetie Life had been good to them. Frank was definitely counting their blessings. His new detective business with Joe was booming, thanks to their amateur years of making good connections, and Aaron was climbing the social ladders in the FBI. Their schedules could get a bit hectic, and it would sometimes be a few days before they would see each other again. But their spare time was spent together more often than not, and they were comfortable. As it was, Frank was busy in the kitchen preparing dinner when he heard the front door open and he smelled his Alpha, smiling. "I was in the mood for sloppy Joes," he said as a way of greeting as Aaron walked into the kitchen.