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Relief
Rita Calhoun x reader Warnings: language, smut, it's basically no plot with a teeny bit of fluff at the end, barely over a drabble. unedited, i make no apologies.
Rita had been having one hell of a fucking day. You could tell by the way the apartment door opened, then immediately slammed shut. The sound of her tossing her bag to the island while she tugged off her blazer, a cupboard being opened and ice clinking in a glass, the swoosh of liquid and a brief pause before her voice rung through the air.
TOOO GOODDDDDD 😍😍
You should tell people how important they are to you. Not because they could leave at any moment, but because they’re here now, and it’s worth saying something.
all i need to hear
aaron hotchner x fem!reader
aaron’s comfort is all you need
cw: one bed + nightmare trope, friends to lovers-ish, nightmare, case details, reader gets injured
wc: 3.8k
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everyone’s allowed to have a tough case.
j.j. experiences it most with children and rossi with people he’s dealt with in his earlier times at the bau, but you, nothing really seems to stop you. it’s remarkable, really.
this case seems to be the exception.
the team is sent somewhere in colorado. it’s a small town, nestled in the forest though the mountains prove to be a bigger challenge in locating evidence that the p.d. had indicated.
currently working on some of my long awaited drafts while on my way to class 😩
Anonymous asked:
hi katie <33
if you're not too busy id like to make an angsty request: aaron forgot about reader's birthday because he was very busy with a case but he ends up making up to reader after a little fight because he didnt understand why she was upset :(
a case of forgetfulness
cw; angst and lots of it!!!!!, reader is upset, mentions of guilt, aaron is being dumb but it's not intentional, ends fluffy
wc; 1.6k
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you can't blame him. but that doesn't necessarily mean it's not allowed to hurt.
because it does.
but he should've known. he should've realized.
aaron's been away the past few days, in more ways than one. the first to name, was simply his absence. this, you had gotten used to, as it was a typical circumstance as a result of his demanding occupation. him being states away, as normal as it was, always had it's different effects on you, both mentally and physically, no matter how much you've accepted it. you missed him with every ounce of you, and worry overtook your mind most nights as you laid there in the silence of darkness alone. without him. the darkness was accompanied with all the what ifs. every time you received word he was off to a case, you never dared to think it may be the last time you would see him. no, you didn't dare to think that.
as for the physical aspect, you felt his absence. it always brought an emptiness within you, an abyss of a void that felt nearly impossible to fill. today, and understandably so, it felt a bit deeper. in order to ease your mind, and not being able to go a day without speaking to you, aaron would check in regularly, whether it was a quick phone call or a text. anything sufficed. it brought both of you peace. you brightened his toughest days. it eased your mind. it made long days manageable.
if a case were bad, he would go quiet. it was never intentional, nor did it have anything to do with you. aaron was, well, himself. he was devoted to his job. he was dedicated to the victims, their families, and all who fell in between. it was one of the traits you loved most about him, and were most proud of. so if he were more on the silent side, you knew he was using every part of him to find whoever was responsible.
he was selfless, for those he barely knew, and especially for the ones he loved.
and perhaps that's why you were so taken aback.
at some point during the day, he must've looked at the calendar. the particular date must've sparked something in his mind. it just had to, and it had to have felt familiar, in one way or another.
but as the day progressed, your heart was merely falling as it slowly accepted the reality.
aaron had forgotten your birthday.
Anonymous asked:
Aaron Hotchner comforting stressed platonic bau reader. She’s like major stressing over files and stuff and he’s just like ‘go lay down on my couch, I’ll bring hot chocolate in a sec’
tysm for ur request! platonic hotch x gn!reader
"Hey," Hotch says, which is surprising because he barely ever bothers with hellos.
You lift your head but not your gaze, fanatically scratching out the last line of a file you should've had on his desk two days ago. "Hi, two seconds."
"That's for the Langley case?"
You bite the inside of your lip and finish up, dropping your pen with a paper thud. "The one before." You meet his concerned frown. "Did something happen?"
"Have you had your lunch yet?"
You feel flustered, pinned under his question. "No, I- I didn't bring anything, and I don't have time, and honestly I'm not sure I have an appetite."
He lifts the file off of your desk. You can't stop him and you wouldn't dream of it if you could.
"You've got quite the backlog."
"I'm sorry."
He grabs every paper file he can find on your desk and sets about organising them by date. Oldest at the front, newest at the back. "I need these two soon. But the rest can wait. They can all wait until after lunch."
You drop your face into your hand, wrist aching from all the writing. "Sorry," you apologise again, "I don't know how they got on top of me like this."
"Have you been sleeping?"
Profilers, you think ruefully. "Mostly. They're doing construction outside of my apartment. Permit lets them go until ten, and they don't leave the site until midnight sometimes." Not great when you have to wake up at 4.30AM.
Yes, it's very likely that your fatigue is what's slowing you down and making the case files so hard to get through, but there's literally not a thing you can do about it. Or that's what you think.
"I just… we keep going places," you complain weakly.
"Go lay down on the couch in my office."
You blink, lifting your chin from your hand. His voice had sounded soft but no nonsense, a juxtaposition that's pretty familiar when it comes to him.
"Sir?"
"Go lay down. There's nobody in there. Even if you don't sleep, it'll help you feel better."
"Hotch," you say, perplexed, "I can't."
"That's an order, Agent," he says with a small smile.
You gawp at him for a moment before remembering yourself. Your teeth click. "Are you sure?" you ask, wincing.
"I'll make you something to drink." He nods toward his office almost imperceptibly. "Go."
You stand up feeling off-kilter. Hotch makes for the kitchen area, you meet Spencer's incredulous eyes on the stairs and shrug at him. I have no idea.
You sit on the edge of the couch and let yourself sink into the cushions slowly. It's a luxurious comfort after hours at your desk, and you feel your face turn into the soft fabric of its own volition. Before you know it the door is opening, and a warm mug is being pressed into your tired hands.
You sip at it blindly. You can hear the cacophony of the office from behind the closed door, but it's blissfully muffled. Soon, everything filters out, and it's just your quiet breathing and the roll of Hotch's pen over paper.
currently rewatching law and order svu season 17 and why am i just now realizing how hot mike dodds is????
like yes dominate me mini dodds 😍😍
𝐚 𝐬𝐨𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐲 𝐦𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐤𝐞 | 𝐚𝐚𝐫𝐨𝐧 𝐡𝐨𝐭𝐜𝐡𝐧𝐞𝐫
You're not sure you're ready to come back. Hotch has total faith in you. Or, your transition back into the team after your abduction doesn't go as smoothly as you'd hoped.
6k words, fem!reader, bau!reader, some mutual pining, reader is suffering from effects of ptsd, allusions to kidnapping + torture, hurt/comfort, hotch has a soft spot for you (as do most of the team)
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Reid was abducted, once.
You can remember the anxiety of it like a hand around your throat. It feels cruel to say that his abduction and torture had effected you more than if it had been a stranger, but you meet so many people, so many victims of cruelty, that the fear starts to blunt.
Though it doesn't blur. You find it impossible to forget the people that you've failed, and failing a team mate? That had been excruciating.
Only when you'd been taken yourself had you realised it wasn't a failure at all.
You wish the others would understand that.
"Are you feeling okay?" Prentiss asks as you sit down.
You suppose you had gone down a bit hard. "Mm?" you hum in question, pulling a copy of the initial case file toward you.
"You looked a little wobbly."
"Long night?" Morgan asks.
There's both sympathy and mirth in his voice. If you did have a long night, it wouldn’t be from anything fun. He knows that. Everybody knows that. That's why they're treating you like glass.
"I actually slept really well," you say softly, returning his smile with one that's entirely genuine.
this is your reminder to write whatever the hell you want. if you’ve been debating on wether or not to write that fic don’t think twice. just do it. it’s your blog. your idea. write it. share it. no more excuses!
guys i’ve been rewatching law and order svu again.
already on season 13 😭
Women in France are fighting to wear the hijab while women in Iran are fighting to not wear the hijab
This is not a fight about Islam this is not a fight about religion this is a fight about women not having the right to do whatever they want with their bodies and being killed and persecuted for it
marcosbudt
More links, PLEASE reblog or repost and add more resources: OHCHR - Iran: Women and girls treated as second class citizens, reforms urgently needed, says UN expert Iran: Where the regime opposes women’s rights Read: The Wind In My Hair - My Fight For Freedom in Modern Iran by Masih Alinejad
Watch: Kiosk - Sweet Destiny (the movie) I don’t think I’ve ever asked my followers to reblog anything but this time it would mean. The actual world. To the people of Iran. If you could spread awareness of the Iranian people’s fight for freedom right now. I’m not on Twitter or Instagram (although this post is optimized for instagram so PLEASE FEEL FREE TO REPOST IT ON IG) but from what I could see there is not as much noise about this as it should be. Nor is it easy to find posts with resources and basic information. And on tumblr I’ve only seen some posts from dedicated feminist blogs or actual Iranians. And from what I’ve gathered they NEED US to share what’s going on. They are shutting down internet in Iran so it’s up to us to not let the world look past this, not this time. PLEASE join the fight for women’s rights!!!
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Sunday Morning (Dominick Carisi X Reader )
The sound of R&B feels the spacious New York apartment along with the smell of various cleaning supplies. Sonny stops when he sees you, dancing with the broom in your hand. Your curls defying gravity as well as the hair tie that's barley containing your hair in the loose ponytail. It was moments like this that the young detective fell in love with you all over again. Only a few seconds passed before you caught the man you love looking at you slightly leaning against the wall, wearing his pajama pants showing off his lean build.
" Are you going to join me detective?" You tease as you wrap your arms around his tall frame and kissing him. He takes no time pulling your waist against his and returning your passion. He grabs the broom from your polished hands before pecking your lips one more time.
" I thought you said that you hated when your mom made you clean at the crack of dawn." he asked while starting the dish water. A giggle escapes you before picking up some of the dishes on the table and handing them to Dominick.
" I did, what kid like being woken up at the crack of dawn?" Sonny couldn't help but look at you while you talked. The sun's golden cast illuminating your melanated skin. He could still hear some of the sleep hidden in your voice as you moved on from his question to talking about the movie night you had planned for the two of you.
His white dress shirt hugs all your curves perfectly, blue bra slightly showing through, while your shirt moves showing peaks of your matching underwear set as you excitedly talk about his first day of in a while.
The sound of his phone ringing stole the peaceful moment between the two of you. Sonny dries his hands before answering the phone. You didn't have to hear the phone call to know that he was being called in. His frown continued to frown as the phone call continued. Although you knew he loved his job it could definitely put a strain on any relationship. The call lasted a few more seconds, ending in him telling his lieutenant he'll be there in a few.
" I'm sorry doll, I promise I'll be back before tonight." he kisses your temple before heading to the bedroom. You sit on the couch while he gets ready in the bedroom. Only twenty minutes later does he come out the bedroom wearing one of his suits with his hair all gelled back.
He sits on the couch with you before embracing your frame. and laying soft kisses on your neck. You can't help but smile as you kiss his lips.
" Just promise me that you'll be safe Sonny." His blue eyes soften while hearing the concern in your request.
" I do."
i have a peter stone fic i write a while ago… and it’s raunchy 😭
should i post it?
