#cm aaron

[poorly-written-poetry]

[vivienvalentino]

CRIMINAL MINDS — 7.21, Divining Rod

[jackabbot]

CRIMINAL MINDS 2.22 | Legacy

[seonghwadyke]

[circussbeetle]

april fools day

[mortalscience]

LIVE BAU REACTION:

[hotch-girl]

HOW AM I A WHORE?

- AARON HOTCHNER, 2009

[fawnnlvr]

stun gun just in case i'm in trouble | spencer reid

pairing: spencer reid × hot!diva!reader

masterlist

summary: spencer and the team arrive to catch the unsub before he gets another victim, but when they arrive, they find him already down. and it looks like the girl who took him down had taken a liking to a certain doctor.

word count: 1.3k

author's note: inspiration by yummy by ayesha erotica. "big purse with that rhinestone buckle, keep a pink stun gun just in case i'm in trouble." there will be a part 2 because i love writing divas. this character is inspired by my friends too bc i love their style :P i also love the nerdy bf × hot gf trope!!!! (update months later. 06.10.25: i am going to rewrite soon bc this is not my best work)

You always knew that as a young woman living alone in her twenties, you would be somewhat of a target for a deranged criminal. Like any other woman, you took precautions in the form of self defense devices and kept it close to you. A small grocery run turned into a nightmare.

Now there you stood, breathing heavily from the adrenaline as you watched a man spasm on the ground. A hot pink stun gun in your left hand and your large black leather purse in the other. Your expensive sunglasses were thrown on the ground, along with your brown paper bag full of box cake mix, frosting, sprinkles and a can whipped cream. All you wanted was to bake a red velvet cake and decorate it for your day off, but of course you couldn't have a normal day.

The man was having a muscle spasms due to the electric shock of your stun gun and the right side of his face was both red from the swelling and red from the cut that was created when you smacked him across the face with your bag. Your bag was heavy, leather, had many keychains, and also had a large rhinestone buckle that would most definitely hurt if used as a weapon.

The police sirens got louder as it approached the street you were on but it didn't connect in your head just what they were responding to since you hadn't called them.

"Just how much crime is in this city?" you questioned, but immediately stopped once you saw that the bright red and blue lights on top of the car had stopped right by you. A large group of men in uniform hurriedly exited the car and went towards the men on the ground who was now groaning in pain.

That's when you saw him. A man's chest came into your line of vision, separating your eyes from the man who tried to attack you. An FBI vest. You trailed your eyes up and felt yourself biting back a smile. Wow. Tall, brunette, with the nicest eyes looking at you with such concern.

"Miss-"

If only the criminal didn't interupt your cute moment. From the floor, the large man spat towards your direction, "Fuck you, woman!"

Both you and the man in the FBI vest looked at his way. The cop pushed his head down. You scoffed, crossing your arms, "Screw you too, man?" it sounded more like a question because you were taken aback by the sheer audacity for him to curse you out when his own actions led to this situations.

You directed your attention back to the cutie right in front of you with a polite smile. "Hi."

You mentally thank yourself for putting some sort of effort in going out that morning. You always imagined a sort of meet cute with an attractive guy and although these weren't the ideal circumstances, you'll make it work. He wouldn't catch you in your homeless outfit that day.

"Hi. I'm Doctor Spencer Reid, are you alright?"

You told him your name, "Better now that you're here."

Spencer felt heat rise to his cheeks, but he ignored your little comment and continued his assessment. "Are you injured anywhere?"

"Only my heart if I don't get your number." he let out a small chuckle at your rather bold statement, "but other than that, I'm fine."

You watched as his brain nervously collected it's thoughts, trying to form whay he should say to you next. Lucky for him, he was saved by his older colleague. An older man appeared beside him, wearing an FBI vest.

"Miss?" you directed your attention towards him with a small hum, "I'm Agent Hotchner. Can you tell us a little about what had happened with the unsub?"

"The unsub?" you questioned the unfamiliar term. Was this a new acronym online that you weren't familiar with?

"Unknown subject." Spencer chimed in, "used for an unidentified criminal. In other words, the man you just maimed."

"Oh sure. Well, I was walking out that store a few blocks down and all of a sudden, that man just jumped outside the alleyway and stood in the middle of the sidewalk. He kept looking directly at me and seemed, sparatic in a way. I tried to move out the way but he mirrored my movements like he was blocking me."

You retold the story with such an expressive face and hand gestures and Spencer found himself utterly enticed with every single word that came out your mouth as you recapped what had happened.

"So of course, I politely asked him to move out the way. And that's when he pounced at me like a disfigured leopard with its prey." Spencer held back a laugh as you imitated claws slightly pouncing with a disgusted face. He took notice of the nail art on your nails too that had leopard print with various charms. "We tussled a bit and I hit him across the face with my bag then I tazed him with my stun gun."

You realized your hot pink stun gun was in your hand and brought it up to show them. Turning it on for a few seconds to show them the electricity before tucking it back into the safety of your large bag.

Your bag made sound with every small movement due to all the keychains on it. Spencer took note of the little red lightsaber keychain and smiled when he realized where it was from.

"Thank you." Hotchner stated, "It's a good thing that you were carrying that."

"Always." you responded and Hotchner had walked away, leaving you with Spencer who has spotted your items that were sprawled out on the ground.

"Let me help you." Spencer immediately stated and went to the concrete floor in order to gather the things that spilled out your bag from the altercation. He finished gathering your few groceries and put them inside the paper bag before grabbing your sunglasses too and politely handing them over.

"Thank you." Your manicured fingers grazed his hand as you took your items. Spencer looked down at how slowly you took your things, leaving your hand to linger on his.

"A-are you baking a cake for dessert or something?" he stammered.

"More like breakfast--- but aren't you a bit young to be a doctor?"

"Perks of having an eidetic memory. I graduated high school early and have three PHDs in math, chemistry and engineering."

"How impressive. Cute and smart." you praised.

He paused for a second, "thank you."

"So Doctor. Do you also have a PHD in women or do you just not want my number?" you turned your head slightly to the right as you watched his reaction. He was exactly your type. With every word he seemed to get more perfect. Tall, brunette and nerdy. How you loved men like that. Who would've known that this nightmare altercation would've led you to the man of your dreams. You would be damned if let him go.

If Spencer wasn't already stammering enough, this just sent him over the edge. You looked at him with a teasing smile and sharp eyes and he felt embrassed under your gaze.

"I-"

"Reid, we need to get going." Hotchner called out from beside the cop car. Spencer turned back to look at him and sent him a quick nod.

You opened your bag, pushing aside your stun gun, lipgloss and wallet before taking out a little notepad with a sparkly pen clipped to one of the pages. You scribbled down a series of numbers and teared out the page before gesturing for him to hold out his hand.

You took his hand and placed the little piece of paper in it before closing his fingers to keep it safe. "When you're done being superman, you should give me a call."

He couldn't hide his smile as he looked at his hand.

"You're friend is calling for you. We should both get going now, but I hope I can hear from you again."

You started to walk away and Spencer stood there frozen. He wasn't sure he ever had gotten such romantic attention from a woman as attractive as you--- both physically and personality wise. You left him utterly speechless which was a hard skill to have, especially when those around him are sick and tired of his long talks.

He watched your retreating figure and knew he couldn't let this interaction end off on a bad note. Building up the courage, he raised his voice enough for you to hear, "I will!"

You glanced back over your shoulder and he caught your smile. Oh he knew he was in trouble.

[sincerelybubbles]

no thoughts just hotch calling you honey

“honey, can you pass me that?” with an open hand, not even looking at you, too focused on the stack of paperwork in front of him.

“it’s okay, honey, i’ll be home soon,” spoken into the microphone of his phone, reassuring, aching at the distance between you two.

“hi, honey,” whispered into your hair, one hand pressed against your head to keep you close, the other pressed against the wall to keep his balance as he slides off his shoes.

“oh, honey,” spoken gently, big hands covering your cheeks as he holds you close, kissing your forehead soothingly.

“honey,” said between a laugh, a shake of his head, as he walks close to you and grabs your hips, so enthralled by you that he can’t help but bend into a kiss.

[joelsmorgan]

ఇ - spencer reid masterlist, part one.

✦ one shots.

his person | established relationship - by @/multifandomlover01

doctor, doctor, please listen! | rivals to lovers - by @/cupidkenji

seven months | established relationship - by @/aperrywilliams

shameless | rivals to lovers - by @/ddaz3d-and-c0nfused

meet-cute | strangers to lovers - by @/inkdrinkerworld

the warm spot at the bottom of the stairs | soulmates au, strangers to lovers - by @/cupidkenji

smitten | partners to lovers - by @/sirsoggybread

all of those dreams where you're my wife | established relationship - by @/anhedoniawrites

date | friends to lovers - by @/gf2bellamy

captured | established relationship - by @/gf2bellamy

explanation | established relationship - by @/gf2bellamy

caught | established, secret relationship - by @/gf2bellamy

lipgloss | established, secret relationship - by @/gf2bellamy

drunk | established relationship - by @/gf2bellamy

movie | established, secret relationship - by @/gf2bellamy

distracted | lovestruck!spencer - by @/gf2bellamy

tipsy | friends to lovers-ish - by @/gf2bellamy

devoted | established relationship - by @/gf2bellamy

vulture | pwp - by @/ddaz3d-and-c0nfused

better | strangers to lovers - by @/pinkolve

an unexpected reunion | exes to lovers - by @/pinkolve

colours | lovestruck!reader - by @/inkdrinkerworld

on thin ice | established relationship - by @/enderlovez

writing on skin | pwop - by @/honey-fluestered

close to home | established relationship - by @/reidrum

no, thanks | idiots in love - by @/reiding-writing

only need me | pwp - by @/minswriting

chateau lobby #4 | established relationship - by @/burymagdalene

i can do a lot with fifteen minutes | pwp - by @/reidrum

lover girl | idiots in love - by @/mariasont

xoxo | established relationship - by @/pathologicalreid

all i do is try, try, try | coworkers to lovers - by @/pencil-n-pen

i'm still trying everything | established relationship - by @/pencil-n-pen

metamorphosis | exes to lovers - by @/darkmatilda

time | exes to lovers - by @/gf2bellamy

valentine's savior | bffs to lovers - by @/mggslover

don't get in your own way | bffs to lovers - by @/reidmarieprentiss

the being (un)known | friends to lovers, slowburn - by @/sincerelybubbles

mismatch | strangers to lovers - by @/gf2bellamy

a close mouth doesn't get fed | pwp - by @/burymagdalene

quickie? | pwp - by @/reidmarieprentiss

covetous cravings | established relationship - by @/burymagdalene

a love in code | friends to lovers - by @/little-jana

moving forward | established relationship - by @/reidmarieprentiss

not her | established relationship - by @/reidmarieprentiss

say don't go | lovers to exes to lovers - by @/reidmarieprentiss

second chances and serendipity | strangers to lovers - by @/reidmarieprentiss

car wash | flirty!reader - by @/reidmarieprentiss

they were never you | childhood friends to lovers - by @/reidmarieprentiss

dare ya | friends to lovers - by @/reidmarieprentiss

strawberry lemonade | exes to lovers - by @/reidmarieprentiss

no more misunderstandings | friends to lovers - by @/reidmarieprentiss

depollute me | coworkers to lovers - by @/reidmarieprentiss

too violent for tears | established relationship - by @/pathologicalreid

file | established relationship - by @/gf2bellamy

pretty boy | established relationship - by @/finelinevogue

well kept secret | established, secret relationship - by @/g1rld1ary

grass is always greener | lovers to exes to ? - by @/reidmarieprentiss

good for you | established relationship, pwop - by @/gold-onthe-inside

newlyweds | established relationship - by @/gf2bellamy

haircut | lovestruck!reader - by @/gf2bellamy

museum meet cute | strangers to potential lovers - by @/gublerryswift

how he eats you out | pwop - by @/seasprincess

first time for everything | established relationship - by @/reidmarieprentiss

a gentle embrace | established relationship - by @/reidmarieprentiss

southern charm | strangers to potential lovers - by @/reidmarieprentiss

where we were meant to be | established relationship - by @/reidmarieprentiss

i wanna be yours | established relationship - by @/push-the-heartbrake

work call | pwop - by @/nevvdrinksteaa

angel | established relationship - by @/mggslover

don't call me | pwop - by @/reiderwriter

be my angel | established relationship - by @/nereidprinc3ss

excitement | established, secret relationship - by @/gf2bellamy

drunk on you | lovestruck!spencer, pwop - by @/foxy-eva

stuck | pwop ft. hotchner & morgan - by @/mggslover

cinnamon sticks | established relationship - by @/mariasont

a lovesong for lady earth | established relationship, pwop - by @/pathologicalreid

how to talk so sweet when you're doing bad things | pwop - by @/reidrum

in omnia aparatus | friends/coworkers to lovers by @/street-smarts00

dimple deductions | established, secret relationship - by @/mariasont

a house in nevada | exes to lovers - by @/anhedoniawrites

saint honesty | established relationship - by @/aperrywilliams

mistake | coworkers to lovers - by @/gf2bellamy

send nudes | coworkers to ?, pwop - by @/foxy-eva

i wish i knew you wanted me | coworkers to lovers - by @/irndad

✦ series. send me to the moon | friends to lovers - by @/aperrywilliams act 1: the agreement act 2: the deception act 3: the consequences the next door | neighbors to lovers - by @/certaimromance the boy next door - chapter one. the girl next door - chapter two. the other boy next door - chapter three. the other girl next door - chapter four. the liar next door - chapter five. the other liar next door - chapter six.

extras: the love next door - pre-series.

love is in the air | coworkers to lovers - by @/seasprincess part one. part two.

total count: 88.

more on criminal minds | spencer reid, part two | aaron hotchner.

my masterlist of recommendations.

i'm going to keep updating this list as i read more!

last update: 30/04/2025 (finished! can't add more bc of the amount of links!)

[patrickispinky]

Derek: are you the big spoon or the little spoon?

Emily: i'm the knife

Jj: *from across the room* she's the little spoon

[mariasont]

hey hey so don’t imagine hotch being obsessed with tugging your pony tail.

don’t think about how when you’re at work, he’d try to be professional but you’re being just a little too flirty, a little too cute, and he just can’t help himself. how he’d walk past your desk, hook a finger around it, and give it a gentle tug.

and how he’d get the tiniest smirk on his face when you turn around all wide-eyed and flustered.

and how he’d say something like, “eyes on your work.”

don’t think about how if you have a habit of puffing out your cheeks when you’re frustrated, especially when hotch is a little stern with you, he’d just walk past you, give your pony tail a yank and say, “quit pouting.”

and how you’d probably pout harder

definitely don't think about how you’d be out somewhere with the team, maybe at a bar, and some guy is talking to you a little too long. you’re not even interested but hotch is watching and waiting until he’s had enough. how he would step in close, fingers curling around the base of your ponytail and gently tug you back against him.

“i think she’s good,” he’d tell the guy. you’d be weak in the knees.

don’t think about how one day you’d be rushing into work, ponytail a little messy and he notices. it would be early, just the two of you and he wouldn’t say a word, just stands behind you, smooths a hand over your head and redoes your ponytail. and how when he’s done he’d let the ends of it slip through his fingers before pulling it.

“better.” and how he’d just walk off like it didn’t completely derail your morning.

AND FOR SURE DO NOT THINK about how he’d have you in his lap every evening, one hand gripping your ponytail to keep you from going anywhere, from looking anywhere but him.

[hoe4hotchner]

I have an idea for a Hotch story. What about its Hotch x wife!reader where jack is about 6 months old but she’s still constantly checking his breathing at naps and bedtime and waking up all the time she check him and is super conscious. Hotch thought at first it’s just a new mom thing but now you’re losing sleep and worried all the time so he brings it up one night and she just breaks down and says “I never know if you’re coming home to me so I need to make sure jack is ok so I always have a piece of you with me”

Safe and Sound | [A.H]

Pairing: Aaron Hotchner x wife!Reader | WC: 0.7k | CW: Could probably be qualified as post partum, anxiety, lack of sleep.

A/N: I tried my hardest to write this with Jack as the baby, but ultimately I had to make it into a new baby unrelated to Jack, cause my brain couldn't wrap around reader having given birth to Jack. Otherwise it follows the prompt…. Hope it's okay <3

The soft glow of the nightlight bathed the nursery in a warm amber hue as you hovered over the crib. The rhythmic sound of the baby monitor buzzed faintly in the background, but it wasn’t enough to ease your mind. Your hand rested lightly on your son’s tiny chest, feeling the gentle rise and fall from his breathing. Six months in, and every nap, every bedtime, still filled you with a quiet kind of dread.

What if the monitor failed? What if something happened while you weren’t watching? The what-ifs buzzed louder than the monitor, it was a relentless echo that kept you tethered to the edge of fear no matter how safe or serene he looked in his sleep.

The creak of the nursery door broke your focus, pulling your gaze away from your son’s chest. Aaron’s silhouette filled the doorway, his broad shoulders casting a shadow into the softly lit room. He was only wearing a plain white t-shirt and a pair of boxers, the casualness of his attire contrasting with his usual suit and tie. His arms were crossed loosely over his chest, and his dark eyes softened as they took you in, concern etching faint lines across his face. A frown tugged at the corners of his mouth, not in irritation but in worry.

“Sweetheart,” he said softly, careful not to wake the baby. “You need to sleep.”

“I’m fine,” you whispered back, brushing your fingertips over your son’s soft, silky hair. You lingered, reluctant to leave. “I just needed to check.”

Aaron stepped into the room, his feet silent against the carpet. “You’ve checked three times in the past hour,” he said gently, his hand finding the small of your back. “Come back to bed.”

You sighed, looking down at your baby boy one last time before letting Aaron guide you out of the nursery. The two of you walked in silence to your bedroom, his hand never leaving you as if to anchor you to him so you wouldn't run back to the nursery. When you climbed into bed, Aaron slid in beside you, propping himself up on one elbow to face you.

“This isn’t just a new mom thing, is it?” he asked, his voice low and careful, treading lightly as he spoke. “You’ve barely been sleeping. You’re running yourself into the ground.”

You froze, staring at the ceiling as tears burned behind your eyes. He was right — he always was. But admitting it felt like opening a floodgate you weren’t sure you could close.

“I just…” Your voice cracked, and Aaron shifted closer. “I need to make sure he’s okay.”

“He is okay,” Aaron said, his thumb brushing softly over your cheek. “He’s perfect. And you’re an amazing mom.”

The dam broke. The tears spilled over as a sob escaped your lips. “I never know if you’re coming home to me,” you choked out, your hands gripping his t-shirt as though he might disappear. “So I need to make sure the baby is okay. I need to know I’ll always have a piece of you with me.”

Aaron’s breath hitched, his face falling as your words sank in. He wrapped his arms around you, pulling you into his chest as he kissed the top of your head. “Sweetheart,” he murmured, his voice thick with emotion, “I’m so sorry you feel like that.”

You clung to him, his steady heartbeat soothing some of the ache in your chest. “I can’t lose you, Aaron. Or him. I wouldn’t survive it.”

“You won’t lose us,” he promised, his lips brushing your temple. “I’ll do everything I can to come home to you, every time. And I’ll make sure you’re never carrying this alone.”

For a long time, he just held you. As your sobs quieted, he eased you back down onto the pillows, still holding your hand.

“Tomorrow, we’ll figure this out,” Aaron said softly. “We’ll talk to someone and find ways to help you rest. But tonight, let me watch over him so you can sleep. Okay?”

You nodded, your exhaustion finally catching up to you as his words and touch began to pull you under. “Okay,” you whispered.

And as you drifted off in Aaron’s arms, for the first time in months, you felt the weight begin to lift — getting help was not such a bad idea after all.

[jackabbot]

CRIMINAL MINDS 1.05 | Broken Mirror

[lilliejareau]

“we listen and we don’t judge.”

penelope: one time reid gave me a tiny potted plant but it turns out it was actually plastic and he didn’t know so i pretended to water it for three years.

bau: we listen and we don’t judge.

JJ: sometimes when Henry wakes me up by jumping on my back, I feel like throwing him across the room for a split second.

bau: we listen and we don’t judge.

emily: one time when I was mad at Morgan for not sticking up for me during a case, I dipped his travel toothbrush in the toilet and didn’t rinse it off after and he used it about an hour later.

morgan: bitch what?!?

emily: we listen and we don’t judge!

[criminal-mindsincorrect]

Morgan : What do you call a dictionary on drugs ?

Hotch : If you say "addict-ionary" I will fire you.

Morgan : I was going to say "high definition" but yours better-

Emily, coming from nowhere : A Spencer Reid.

Hotch : EMILY PRENTISS-