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The Brink

summary: you and aaron try for a baby.

pairing: aaron hotchner x fem!reader

contents: NSFW/18+/MINORS DNI, pwp, unprotected sex, breeding kink if you squint

wc: 1.2k

gif credit: @hotch-girl

an: first proper hotch fic ive written since sept of last year. hotch girls make some noise, it’s been a long time cominnnnn’! this isn’t beta’d so if there’s typos blame grammarly 🤪

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ā€œOh god, Aaron, please,ā€ You whine softly into the sheets, attempting to rock back against him.

The Wedding Date - Part Six

Pairing: Aaron Hotchner x Fem!BAU!Reader

Summary:Ā Your sister’s wedding is approaching fast and the thought of showing your boyfriend off to you family and your ex-boyfriend seems like a very appealing idea. The only problem is… you don’t have a boyfriend. Luckily your stony faced, serious, sexy boss has agreed to be your fake boyfriend for the weekend. What could possibly go wrong?

Word count: 4.6K

TW: Swearing, smut (unprotected sex, oral F! receiving) and bad writing?

A/N: A lot happens on this chpater but I hope its nice and smooth to read 😬 but we’re finally at the last chapter!!! I hope you’ve enjoyed it all. Like I said before, i plan to write a prologue and epiloge and still have two social media AUs to post! Thank you for all the love and support!

You were stood with your ear pressed against the door in the hopes of hearing the conversation between Tom and Sarah. You were able to make out little snippets here and there when suddenly your mom came bounding over. ā€œWhat’s going on?ā€ She asked. ā€œSarah is meant to be walking down the aisle in five minutes.ā€

ā€œMom… shhhh.ā€ You said turning to her. ā€œSarah is just… having a minute to calm her nerves.ā€ You lied.

My One and Only

Paring: Aaron Hotchner x female reader

Summary: It’s Derek and Savannah’s wedding, and to Hotch, you’re the prettiest person in the room.

Content/warnings: mutual pining; secret relationship; food and alcohol consumption; smut (18+ only please. Minors do not engage).

Word count: 7.3k

Author’s note: this one of my all time favorite fics I’ve written that is also based on one of my fav songs by miss Taylor Swift ā€˜Dress’. thought I’d post it here since I’ve been gaining some new followers and as most of my fics, it’s only on AO3. If you’re new here, welcome and I hope you enjoy! Mwahh!

Ā  Ā  Ā  Ā  Ā Everyone’s eyes were on the bride—everyone but Hotch’s. Even before the ceremony started, his entire attention was on one of the bridesmaids: You.

Ā  Ā  Ā  Ā  Ā You, on the other hand, were mesmerized by Savannah walking down the aisle in her gorgeous wedding dress—you smiled even bigger when she joined Derek at the altar.

Ā  Ā  Ā  Ā  Ā ā€œMy god,ā€ he said, staring into his soon-to-be wife’s eyes with a cheeky smile.

Ā  Ā  Ā  Ā  Ā Only then you sensed a strong gaze on you. You subtly turned your head to the crowd and like a magnet you found Aaron’s eyes. You gave him a quick threatening glance before bringing your attention back to the couple. You could almost hear him chuckle under his breath from that far.

Ā  Ā  Ā  Ā  Ā You’d talked about it when each of you got an invitation and he promised he would ignore you all evening, but it was hard keeping his eyes off you when you looked that stunning. That wouldn’t be a problem if one of Derek’s sisters wasn’t recording the wedding—oh, and if people knew about what you two had.

Glorious Happenings of Happenstance

Aaron Hotchner x Reader

Word Count: 7k

Warnings: mild smut

Summary:Ā You get Aaron to accompany you to a wedding. It’s the only night you have together, so you might as well make the most of it. Right? (as requested by Aaron deficiency anon)

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You hate your brother.

You don’t, really, you just dislike him right now, dragging your whole family to Boston for a wedding a week before you were supposed to be starting your new job. It was always like that with you two, push and pull, a constant game of tug and war of who was going to outdo the other one. You got the prestigious job but he was getting married. Young - like all the army rats. Dumb. Stupid. It wouldn’t last. But whatever. The hotel is nice, and you managed to escape your future sister-in-law’s bachelorette plans to get a drink at the bar by yourself. Never mind the fact she couldn’t legally drink and neither could your brother. Stupid. Very stupid.

But your parents made it known your input was unwanted and uncalled for so you kept your mouth shut. Maybe you could just be inebriated this whole weekend. God forbid someone tries to talk him out of one of the worst mistakes of his life.

Gleaming | Aaron Hotchner

Summary: professor Hotchner is a workaholic, and since you showed up, he became even more addicted.

Content/warnings: professor Hotchner and Female reader; reader wears glasses (for the plot); jealous Hotch <3; role play; teacher-student dynamic; secret relationship; smut: unprotected p in v sex; office quickie.

Word count: 2.3k

Author’s note: surprise!!!! I finally finished a fic! yayyyy. Everyone say thank you to Lin @ssahotchswifemain for always hyping me up and being an overall sunshine to me always. I adore you <333Ā 

Ā  Ā  Ā  Ā  Ā  From the very first moment you walked into Professor Hotchner’s class, his thoughts were rather… inappropriate.Ā 

Ā  Ā  Ā  Ā  Ā He’d been lecturing for quite some time and despite it being a challenging job, he had handled it well. He’d gained the respect of every student and fellow professor and he didn’t expect it’d ever cause him trouble. But your intense gaze during the entire three hours his class lasted—twice a week—and your presence was enough to make him stumble over words.Ā 

Ā  Ā  Ā  Ā  Ā Maybe it had to do with how you carried yourself, how you dressed on sunny days, and how uninterested you seemed in whatever he had to teach. You were one of the quiet students, who rarely raised their hand and didn’t belong to the brightest portion of the class—your grades were good-average—and yet, you were the only one who naturally stood out among the dozens of students. His eyes always landed on you as if there was a spotlight hanging from the ceiling that focused on you, and you only.Ā 

Ā  Ā  Ā  Ā  Ā Sometimes he’d call your name to make you participate and hear your thoughts about the class, but your answer most of the time was, ā€œSorry, what was that?ā€Ā 

Ā  Ā  Ā  Ā  Ā He’d kindly repeat the question to the audience to avoid any extra attention on you because he somehow knew you didn’t like it, but he wondered if his class was too boring for you because for the rest it sure wasn’t.Ā 

Ā  Ā  Ā  Ā  Ā Many students were there only to audit the class. You, however, were there because you had to. Those students stayed after class just to make small talk and shamelessly flirt with him. You were gone as soon as he dismissed the class.

Ā  Ā  Ā  Ā  Ā It was stupid how much he cared, really, and he wasn’t proud whenever he’d find himself searching for you in the audience.Ā 

Ā  Ā  Ā  Ā  Ā Always the same seat, always so pretty.Ā 

Never Do That Again

Pairing: Aaron Hotchner x reader

Summary: The team is in a tiny town, a town so small that there is only one tiny hotel. What happens when you end up having to share a small room with your boss for a week straight?

Warnings: Angst. Some fluffy fluff. Mentions of death. Suicide. SMUT, oral (F receiving), unprotected sex (P in V). Use of pet names. Swearing.

Anonymous asked:

please, give us more touchy and hadsy aaron, like the team cannot believe how affectionate he really is!

he's called many things by his team: boss man, hotch, derek even recently started calling him 'hotshot hotchner' but openly affectionate never cross their minds.

of course the team have met you, you'd invited them to dinner at your house with aaron who hadn't been too pleased of having derek and rossi pry so much into his life that night, but it was a good night.

you didn't work with them, so it was easy for them to fall into conversation outside of work and the team had appreciated that more than you knew, still all that night they hadn't seen aaron really be affectionate.

today though, the man seemed to have been replaced by someone else entirely.

you come to visit him during your own lunch break and you're not sure if it's your outfit or just you that makes aaron break character in front of his coworkers, but he does.

"hi honey," emily's eyes widen as aaron reaches for your hip and presses a kiss to your temple. usually, he'd sneak a hand to the small of your back or your bicep, trying to be as inconspicuous as possible.

"i brought you lunch, and you have to eat it." spencer hides his giggle at how authoritative you sound, but derek pipes up,

"oh, boss man has a boss lady." the comment makes you smile and you turn to derek.

"he can't deny me." aaron laughs and that's what shocks the team first, but the second shock comes when as you're being led to his office, his hand brushes your ass in your trousers.

"okay hotch," derek says, clearly impressed at aaron's obvious show of affection.

"ten bucks they have sex in there at some point." emily wagers and spencer shakes his head,

"considering he hasn't stopped touching her since she walked in here, the odds ask for higher than ten bucks. one hundred that they do it tonight."

"you got yourself a deal pretty boy."

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Appreciation

a/n: so i was watching Don't Worry, Darling for the first time and all I could think about was the dining room table scene with Aaron, so I had to write it

Summary: You cook your husband dinner and he makes sure you get the appreciation you deserve

CW: oral sex (fem receiving)

WC: 1.5k

There's an evergrowing list of things you love about your life post-BAU. The reason you had to go into WITSEC was terrifying, and it changed your world and perception of security, but now that you're out of protective custody, things are better than ever.

Vermont being so beautiful helps, as does the lack of stress from Aaron choosing not to return to Quantico and his endless list of Unit Chief duties. After being with Aaron for a crazy six years, the slower-paced life is perfect. There are no missed dates and mutual guilt because Aaron always felt terrible for canceling last minute, and you felt bad that he felt bad.Ā 

One of your favorite things is when he comes back from work. There's more than enough money between his FBI 'retirement' and your shared investments for him not to work, but he's thrived off structure for so many years that he's not ready to give it up. His hours are nothing like when he was at the BAU. There are no missed holidays, and he's never missed a school event of Jack's.

Ivy - Part 11

gif by: @hotch-girl <3

Aaron Hotchner x Fem!ReaderĀ (Sean Hotchner x Fem!Reader)

Series summary: Your relationship with your boyfriend, Sean, is going great. Well, that is until you meet his older brother, Aaron.

i am back!!!! <3333 we're getting close to the end my besties <3 if you missed the previous chapter, i'm sorry i didn't tag anyone! but now my blog is fixed and everything is back to normal!!

i think i’ll only write one or two more chapters on this story and we’re done šŸ«¶šŸ»

ā™” ā™” ā™” ā™”

ā€œShe’s gonna be alright.ā€ Those were the words Aaron had said to him after getting you back. Sean was holding onto those words like his life depended on it.

ā€œThank you for reaching out to me for help, even after everything we’ve done to you,ā€ his brother had said. ā€œIt means more to me than you know.ā€

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Naughty Thoughts

Part 4

Summary: You wake up in Richard's bed, hungry for more than breakfast. Neither of you seems to be willing to talk about feelings and time is running out. Will you drive back home leaving naughty thoughts behind?

Relationship: Richard Armitage x Fem!Reader

A/N: This is the last part of this story. You can read the previous parts here. Naughty Thoughts is my first attempt to write a fic.

Words: 3,9K

Warnings: 18+, smut, dirty talk, light bondage, unprotected intercourse

Some people wake up to their children calling for them, or dogs barking. Others are pulled from their sleep by the alarm clock or all the noises of a busy town. But some of us are really lucky. We wake up when we are well rested and are greeted with the most lovely noises, made by the person sleeping next to us.

The comforting warmth of Richard's body is the first thing I feel when my senses slowly drift from dream to reality. He is still here. No sounds can be heard except the ones made by him or me. I listen to his breathing, steady and deep, and find myself mimicking his pace. Yesterday, a day forever engraved in my heart, we burned as one and now we breathe as one. But he is not aware of this small intimate act, it’s only for me.

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Naughty Thoughts

Part 3

Summary: After a heated moment together in Richard's office, he asks you to stay the night. As you get to know him a little bit better, he turns out to be a man of various skills...

Relationship: Richard Armitage x Fem!Reader

A/N: This is the third part of this story. You can read the previous parts here. Naughty Thoughts is my first attempt to write a fic. Please remember that English is not my first language.

Words: 3,4k

Warnings: 18+, smut, dirty talk, unprotected intercourse

@laurfilijames & @lathalea Thank you for all your feedback and endless support!! šŸ’™šŸ’™

ā€Stay,ā€ he had said.

My heart flutters in my chest. He is holding me in a warm embrace, our bodies still flushed and all my senses filled with his warm skin. He is still resting inside me. Even when spent, his size is nowhere near to be forgotten. Richard nuzzles my hair and the thought of him and me, like this, penetrates deep into my heart. I want this blissful feeling to last. I need it. I don’t think I can ever refuse him.

ā€Ok,ā€ I whisper. Just a simple word, but when I meet Richard’s eyes he looks at me like I just captured the moon for him, the greatest imaginable gift.

ā€Thank you,ā€ he murmurs as his hand cups my chin and he covers my lips with his, in a most tender kiss. I kiss him back and pour the last drops of my melted heart in his hands, hoping he can sense it.

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Naughty Thoughts

Part 2

Summary: You have agreed to join Richard in his office for a talk about the horse, Naughty Thoughts. But you suspect the two of you will not do much talking…

Relationship: Richard Armitage x Fem!Reader

A/N: This is the second part of this story. You can read the first part here. Naughty Thoughts is my first attempt to write a fic.

Please remember that English is not my first language.

Words: 2,5k

Warnings: 18+, smut, dirty talk, unprotected intercourse

The main building is just a short walk up the hill. We walk in silence, yet it’s not uncomfortable. The sun has started to set far away on the horizon and the sky shifts to pink, but there is still plenty of daylight left. Richard holds open the door for me and I walk into a large hallway illuminated by a long row of spotlights, recessed in the ceiling. His scent, pines and musk, fills my senses as I pass him, making my heart flip. I am so weak.

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Naughty Thoughts

Part 1 l Part 2 l Part 3 l Part 4

Summary: You stumble upon an ad for a well-bred horse and call the number without a second thought. The voice that answers is deep and intriguing, and you quickly agree to go to the stable and see the beautiful gelding tomorrow. What will happen when you discover that the voice belongs to a dangerously good looking man? Will you be able to resist acting out of impulse, not only just with the horse?

Relationship: Richard Armitage x Fem!Reader

A/N: This is my first attempt ever to write a fic. It all started with an ad, at least that part of this story is true. The rest is just my self indulgent daydream, mixing my slumbering wish to own a horse again and my not so slumbering fascination with Richard Armitage. The horse in my fic bears the same name as the horse in the ad. You will understand…

Please remember that English is not my first language.

Warnings: 18+

Words: 2,1k

@laurfilijames This is partly your fault and you know it! Thanks for all our inspiring late night talks and for doing the beta reading!

@lathalea Thanks for all your support and feedback!

The first morning light finds its way through the small gap between the curtain and my window. I stir in my sleep, my body not fully ready to embrace a new day. The window behind the curtain is open, letting all the fragrances and sounds of this morning into my bedroom. Pine mixed with wet grass and soil. Forest. The most comforting scent I know. Outside the little robin is awake. Singing, hoping to find his mate. I know all this by heart, after living in this house for years. A brisk morning wind is causing my curtain to swing, allowing the sun to relentlessly lighten the whole room.

A sigh slips from my lips and I slowly open my eyes. I reach for my mobile on the bedside table. 6:00. With a groan I let my head fall back on my pillow. My mouth feels dry. Maybe a glass of wine wasn’t the best choice right before bed. But at the time it had felt right. Nerves needed to be controlled. Memories of yesterday's very impulsive phone call to the owner of that beautiful and promising young horse I saw online brought to life.

The owner. Richard. He had been so easy to talk to. Our conversation lasted much longer than planned and covered most of the horse's background story. But there was something else to it. Over the phone I could hear his very deep voice and the way he said my name at the end of our call made me shiver with anticipation. He made it sound almost like a temptation. Had he been flirting? Or was it just my imagination? I blush as I recall what drew my attention to the horse's ad in the first place. His name. Naughty Thoughts.

Tied Together - John Wick X Female Reader

Title: Tied Together

John Wick X Female Reader

Additional Characters: Dog/Boy (John's Pitbull), and Freckles the Dalmatian (OC)

Requested by Anon!

WC: 1,594

Warnings: embarrassment, nervousness, slight 101 Dalmatians movie reference/meet cute, John being John, awkwardness, slight angst, and fluff

The sun was shining brightly down upon you and your dog, Freckles. He was a Dalmatian, with five prominent spots on his nose and around his eyes, with black ears, and the usual black spots that dotted his short white coat. He was a beautiful, angelic animal... When he wanted to be. He was always running off on his own to do things like play in the park, or run through the woods in search of birds, squirrels, or any other small prey animals. But that was just how dogs acted, and you loved Freckles. He was your best friend.Ā 

The park was nice, calm, and with very few kids running around; playing games, or having picnics with their families. It was just perfect weather for a walk. You weren't really paying attention, but with a sharp tug of the leash, you looked up abruptly. Freckles was bouncing or hopping back and forth, looking up at you with wide bright eyes, seemingly excited about something. You frowned slightly, tilting your head.

Y/N: Is that a gun?!

John : It's not what it looks like!

Y/N: It looks like a gun!

John : Okay, maybe it is what it looks like, but in my defense, it doesn't have anymore bullets, so I technically can't shoot it anymore.

Y/N: ...ANYMORE?!