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unholy-reids · 9 months

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Don't Give Up On Me.

Summary: Hotch is late again, and you've had enough, He properly reminds you why you should stay. [Pairing: Fem!ReaderxAaron Hotchner] Warning: 18+ Smut, Cursing, Fluff. WC: 2.5k

A/N: This was inspired by a prompt I found by @criminalmindswriting thanks so much for the inspo! <3 Also I apologize if I butcher Hotch, this is my first time writing him to the best of my ability. Enjoy!

You sighed, looking at your watch, it was two in the morning. You’d been waiting all evening, planning for tonight, making things right around the house, you even cooked his favorite dinner, set aside his favorite robe and the DVD player had his favorite movie on standby, it was supposed to be just the two of you, but again, his wife—the BAU hauled him off as if he was the Captain America of the world. You always understood his job, you knew what Quantico meant to him, and the degree of importance he held for his position as senior chief, what you didn’t understand was how other staff came home at a decent hour, Rossi was home with his French diplomat, JJ was home with Will and her boys, Derek was home with Savannah, Reid was home with his books and Garcia was probably devouring the interwebs, yet Aaron had to be the last to leave a case.

Staring out your window you watched the rain draw droplet patterns against the glass, glancing at the empty driveway with just your car you knit your brows together his SUV should be there too, you should be enjoying the orgasms Aaron were to give you had he come home on time, letting the curtain go and hugging yourself, you remembered how much you loved fall in Virginia, the fluffy cardigan Aaron had gotten for you on your birthday, wrapped around you like the hugs he used to give you in the mornings, fall nowadays felt like winter due to Hotch’s absence, you headed to your room and left the dinner covered on the table, not before snuffing out the candles you so carefully picked out, how could he have forgotten—yet again?

You knew what you signed up for, but this was just ridiculous, a tear left your eye without warning, swiping it away you laid in bed, curling up into yourself, the silence inside the house was deafening, pretty soon that single tear turned into a full crying fest, you hugged your pillow to drown out the screams you were placing in it, your thoughts weren’t any better, the desire to have normal worries about the man you loved was strong, you’d rather know he was at a bar with friends, instead of taking on caseload after caseload that further drifted him from you, tonight was a chance to bring you together after months of seeing him leave, after days of him bringing the work home with him, and waking up to him gone to yet another case, the thought of having an agent at your door at any moment, to inform you that the love of your life had died in the line of duty instead of being stuck in traffic was heavy on your chest. Normal shit.

Your tears and screams subsided, and you managed to calm the anxiety attack that was threatening to knock at your door, you’d finally decided it was enough, wiping your face from the rest of your tears you packed a bag to leave for the night, you didn’t care where, Aaron Hotchner’s face was the last thing you wanted to see tonight, not after this, making your way to the kitchen to make yourself some tea, being that it always calmed you down, that’s when you heard the locks click open, the alarm being disabled and enabled again, and you saw the lights from the foyer come on, you were familiar with the thud his briefcase made when he left it on the floor beside his shoes, and you recognized the sigh, Aaron always let go of once he realized he was home with you, the way your heart thumped in your chest was undeniable, the way you loved this man was unreal, it was hard not to run into his arms and forgive him for absolutely everything.

“Fuck,” You heard him mutter—he’d seen the table setup, and his keys clinked next to the empty wine glasses, his footsteps slowly made it into the kitchen where you stood with your favorite mug in hand, once he laid eyes on you his eyes closed in shame and hurt. “Honey, I’m sorry,” He came toward you but you raised your hand, taking it off the mug. “Aaron, don’t…” You stopped him, drinking your tea and slipping past him into the living room, the rain picked up, now sending crazy loud patterns against the glass windows, the living room was dim.

“I should’ve called,” You heard him say softly from the kitchen as his steps were right behind you, “You should’ve called, but you didn’t, you could’ve… But you never do Aaron.” He looked down at you, his height towering over your small frame. “I’m sorry doesn’t cut it anymore, I can’t do this.” Your voice broke, and he held you finally, taking the mug from your hands and setting it down on the coffee table. “My job isn’t the most accommodating—” You cut him off before he continued. “No Hotch, you don’t accommodate me around your job, there’s a difference, I bet your entire team is home, while you stay behind looking for God knows what! Who are you trying to save?” The tears started to fall and Aaron’s face was filled with hurt. “Y/n…” He couldn’t bare to see you cry, it broke him worse than any case he’d tackled before. “I’m trying to make the world a better place, and that includes you, y/n…”

Your shoulders dropped, you felt defeated, yet not surprised that this was perfectly rational for him. “The world can’t be a better place, when the man I love is never here,” you tightened your lips and shook your head, this was too much, the room was spinning. “And I’m sorry I’m never here, but you knew how it was going to be, why did you think it would change?” His tone was stern, he was still very much in section chief mode, this hurt even more. “You know what Aaron, you’re right, I should’ve known this was who you are and that this was never going to change, I just wish you would’ve kept me as the woman you fucked, instead of the woman you’re now engaged to,” Sliding off your ring you dropped it on the coffee table, storming back to the bag you’d already packed. “I’ll be back for the rest of my stuff, I wish you and the BAU eternal happiness.” The last thing you saw as you grabbed your keys was Aaron with his hand on his waist, and a surprised look on his face, pressing the alarm on your car you threw the bag in the back seat, you were dripping wet in seconds, and just as you unlocked your door to step inside strong hands grabbed your arm, the same arms turned you around to face him, his hair sopped as he looked down at you.

“Don’t you give up on me now; we’ve come too far and I love you way too much to lose you now.” You tried to give your best rebuttal, but his lips crashed onto yours and you knew you were done for, pretty soon, your legs were around his waist and he closed the door to your car taking you back inside, sure, you were both dripping wet and the wooden floors would pay the price, but you didn’t care, once inside the house, Aaron slammed you gently against the wall, his large hands touching everything, the sounds of wet clothing dropping on the floor, his soft groans and your heaving breath invaded the foyer. “Room, room.” You instructed, but Aaron didn’t listen. “Not tonight honey,” He ripped you away from the wall, you were both down to your underwear, his magical fingers undid your bra single-handedly, something you always found impressive as men never knew how to work a bra.

Cupping your right breast, and using his thumb and index finger to pinch your nipples slightly rolling said fingers back and forth, his mouth left yours, attacking the free breast, biting, sucking and licking your nipple until you moaned out loud, it made him smile mischievously while your nipple was in his mouth, letting it go with a soft pop, his hands tangled on the waistline of your panties, he maintained eye contact as he lowered them slightly and leaving you halfway exposed to him. Looking down at him you realized his eyes never left you, in fact it seemed he was worshipping you, your body heat, your shaky breath whenever he touched one of your spots.

Hooking his finger around your panties but he didn’t take them off yet, instead he kissed your mound, again in the same worshipping fashion, taking in your scent he finally made the thin fabric drop, his hands sliding up your body, between your breasts, without a second thought his index and middle finger were in your mouth, once you suckled enough, Aaron brought them back down and spread your folds, a slight breath of satisfaction left him when he saw how wet you already were for him, keeping his eyes on you he licked a flat strip up your slit, the taste of you driving him to spread your legs wider, hooking his arms around your legs so you didn’t get a chance to slip away, instead he pulled you closer to his mouth causing you to moan his name out loud. “Mhmm.” He moaned as he flicked his tongue on your clit, sucking it delicately, until your orgasm made your back arch up off the couch, kneeling before you and making sure you were now dripping for him, Aaron slid himself inside you, teasing with just the tip, when you closed your eyes he almost growled. “Keep your eyes on me baby.”

He felt so good, it was so difficult to let your eyes stay open, but the tease in him would pull out his cock just enough whenever you did close your eyes, the smile of satisfaction knowing he was pushing you over the edge really got him off, the last time you closed your eyes, he allowed himself inside you with his full length, his thickness stretching you out. “Aaron, fuck oh my go—” Was all you managed to spit out as he began to dig for your G-spot, his hips moving sensually, he rested his weight on you, hugging you tightly as he made love to and ravished your body at the same time, both your moans and his grunts filled the living room, nothing else mattered, no unsubs, no phone calls, just you and Aaron, making love as the rainstorm outside continued.

Wrapping your legs around him to keep him there, a small action that made him chuckle. “You don’t want me pulling it out do you?” You shook your head no, grabbing his face and kissing him passionately as your body received the pleasure of having him inside you. “Come for me, y/n.” He orders, knowing you’re close, the pleasure is so intense you can’t utter a single word, only moaning and “Right there’s” fill the room, his experienced hand finds its way to your clit, where he starts rubbing and slamming into you at the same time. “You’re so wet for me, y/n, now I need you to come for me, can you do that baby?” His voice is like honey, as his hands circle your clit, getting you closer. “Oh my God, yes, yes, yes, I’m coming!” Your yeses fire in rapid succession as Hotch’s hips pick up speed as well as the fingers on your clit, he can feel your pussy clenching around his cock, and the perfectly shaped O your mouth is currently in lets him know you’re there, right over the edge, making him want to go over with you, “Fuck, y/n I’m coming!” He groaned, filling you up with his warm cum, and that was just the first round, despite the mess you both left on the couch, Aaron carried you to the bedroom, where round two ensued.

It was now daybreak and Aaron was already up, he’d made coffee and picked up the wet clothing from the floor setting them in the laundry, thankful that the wooden floors were intact, he was now standing in the doorway, admiring your naked form under the blankets, he hadn’t watched you sleep this peacefully in months it would’ve been a sin to wake you, but his phone rang and he quickly ran to find it before you woke up, he took the call in the kitchen, the team was in desperate need of his help, Aaron traveled back to the room ensuring you were asleep, while Spencer quickly briefed him on the current sick bastard the team was hunting down. “From what I understand, if you’re trying to get anything out of him, you have to praise him, he’s the dominant and thinks he deserves it.” You heard him say on the phone, “I have to go, y/n needs me more than you guys do, you’ll survive a couple of cases without me, if the going gets too tough just push it to Strauss, I’m sure she’ll be thrilled to go into the field.

“A couple of cases?” You asked causing him to turn around and take you in as you were wrapped in the sheets. “Were you eavesdropping on my conversation?” He came closer to you, tugging your head back gently and placing a tender kiss on your lips, your hands reached out to grab his mug instead. “After last night you don’t need caffeine, you need to hydrate…” He looked at you, placing another kiss on your lips and replacing his mug with a fresh bottle of water. “And yes, I said a couple of cases, I’m staying home with you for a few weeks, I have to make up for upsetting you, the vacation will come in handy, we can go anywhere you want, y/n.” His eyes softened as he grabbed your engagement ring and placed it back where it belonged. “I believe this is yours, don’t ever take it off again.” With a nod you looked down at the simple yet sophisticated ring on your finger as you looked back up at him. “I love you.” You muttered, but he heard it clearly, pressing a kiss to your forehead, he left you standing in the kitchen, you watched him put away his briefcase, and shutting off his phone, the surprise on your face made him give you another kiss, he grabbed his laptop. “Now what was that Airbnb in Maine you wanted to go to last month?” He asked as you excitedly sat next to him on the couch still wrapped up in the sheets.

The words he said yesterday rang in your head and you looked at Aaron, as he enthusiastically typed in the name of the getaway you planned a month ago, he remembered… Your serious, sweet, no nonsense Aaron, made you remember why he was the love of your life…

“Don’t you give up on me now; we’ve come too far and I love you way too much to lose you now.”

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contentconsumer · 3 years

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You're freaking me out

a/n: keep sending in your requests! my masterlist can be found here, my prompt list here and ships are open so find my requirements here NOT MY GIF! sorry for the lack of posting... i'm working 3 jobs rn so am quite busy but enjoy this cute luke fic! word count: 1.8K pairing: Luke Alvez X Female!Reader warnings: n/a summary: you and luke had been so careful hiding your relationship until you're forced to work together requested?: nope! just getting back into writing!

You knew you were dating Luke Alvez. Luke knew he was dating officer Y/L/N. But that’s everyone who knew you were a couple. You had been seeing Luke for around 8 months and you two had moved pretty quickly with you spending more time at his apartment with Roxy than your own recently but due to Luke’s career choice alongside your being a chief officer within the Virginia Police you both found it may to best to keep your relationship a secret for now. Yet this didn’t stop you from gossiping to your colleagues about the man they had labelled ‘tall, dark and handsome’.

“Due to the proximity of this case we are joining Virginia PD at the latest crime scene” Emily finished giving the brief, Luke couldn’t help the way his heart fluttered slightly with the knowledge that he would be seeing you at work and he felt guilty due to the circumstances. “Reid, Lewis you head over to the ME office, Rossi you stay here with Garcia, Simmons and Alvez head over to the offices, the chief is waiting for you there, JJ and I will go to the crime scene.” Everyone stood from the round table, bussing themselves with their instructions.

“Okay look, you’re starting to freak me out a little bit” Luke turns his head from the road to meet Matt’s gaze, “Freaking you out? How?” Luke scoffs in response, “You’re smiling.” “Smiling?” “Yeah you keep doing that weird smirk thing, like you’re excited and it’s freaking me out that you’re excited to go to a police department to try and help solve a suspicious string of murders.” “Maybe I’m just in a good mood - also stop profiling me, that’s weird”

‘SSA agent Simmons and this is my partner Agent Alvez” “Nice to meet you, I’m officer Bennett, you’ll be meeting with my chief when she gets here but feel free to make yourselves at home here” the young woman opens a door to an empty conference room, “Thanks this is great” Matt hums positively already grabbing files to lay out, “Did you say the chief wasn’t here yet?” Alvez queries, right as the woman is about to leave the room she stops by the doorway and turns back around, “Yeah she’s normally late, turns up on this awful old motorcycle that breaks down more than it runs” the officer chuckles under her breath while Luke shoots her a small smile, trying not to hint to the fact that he knew exactly who was going to walk through that door holding the motorbike helmet he had brought for your birthday.

A few minutes pass, with Matt and Luke conversing and lulling thoughts of the case over while simultaneously putting photos of the victims on a clear board. Both their heads shoot behind them as they hear the creak of the office door, “Hi, I’m the leading chief of this case, Officer, Y/L/N, but Y/N is completely fine” you introduce yourself without looking up from the case file that was handed to you as soon as you walked into the precinct, when you do eventually look up your eyes meet no other than your boyfriend, but your eyes are torn away when his partner introduces himself, from Luke’s stories you already know who the agent stood before you is yet hold your tongue as he finishes, “and this is my partner agent Luke Alvez” “Nice to meet you,” you shake his outstanding hand then turn to Luke, there’s an awkward feel to the air, with hesitation you stick your hand out, reluctantly he takes it and shakes it in the most cumbersome manner. While you two believe despite the slight tension you play the part of not knowing each other pretty well and to the naked eye you may have passed the test however, not to the profiller next to you who is watching the whole scene unfold with a raised eyebrow. You three quickly begin to discuss the case and possible leads, before long JJ and Prentiss return from the crime scene with little information, as they return you ask if you can get them anything, to which they hum with coffee orders. You return within minutes passing out all the cups without hesitation, before making your return to your office to give the BAU their privacy.

A couple of days later, the current case was still open, but the list of possible perpetrators was slowly decreasing as time passed. “Hey,” Matt opens conversation with Prentiss, Rossi and Reid as they stood looking over the current case, “have any of you noticed anything weird about Luke and that chief, um Y/N?” “What do you mean?” Prentiss shoots a puzzled look, wondering where this had come from, “Well, when they ‘met’' he begins with air quotes, “it was like they knew each other but were pretending they didn’t, then when she went and got us coffee - she handed Luke his but he never gave her his order…” “So you think they know each other?” Rossi questions, “Well is it that weird of a conclusion?” Simmons asks, “Last time I was in here when they were interacting, they were stood close to each other” Reid begins, “In a study from 2017 it was recorded that humans feel the most at ease stood 3-4 foot from an stranger yet if you know the person you’re more likely to stand around 2 foot away yet a significant other you’re most likely to stand within a foot of each as it creates a sense of safety within a relationship.” Reid rambles on, “You’re implying, Luke Alvez as in our Luke Alvez is in a relationship with the chief officer of Virginia PD?” Emily asks outright. “Well, I mean not for sure yet,” Matt hesitates, “but just keep an eye on them, you’ll see what I mean.”

And so they did, word around the BAU team quickly spread and before you know it, they were all watching your interactions with Luke very closely and they had to admit you and Luke worked well together... a bit too well in the eyes of profilers.

Although, you and Luke believed you two were being rather natural in this whole ‘we don’t know each other’ acting gig it may be falling through, you both noticed how the BAU suddenly took an interest in the way you and Luke acted and you both theorized his team may be catching on, but it wasnt just his team, you’re two work best friends were also suspicious of this new man matching their ‘tall dark and handsome’ description and decided to try and trip you up too, “Nooo Y/N you have to give us more about this mystery man” one of your friends began the teasing making sure agent Alvez was in earshot “Look, I’m not discussing this any further with either of you,” you pointed to both friends, “also I’m you’re boss - go do some work” “But I want to hear about the guys who gives you the best sex you’ve ever had” You’re other friend chimes in, and just as they expected - Alvez’s face turned a crimson red.

“Best sex you ever had huh?” Luke questions you later that night while sharing his bed, “Oh shut up, I don’t wanna hear it from you Alvez” you chuckle, “Not after I had JJ question if I was seeing someone while passing me a case file.” The pair of you spend the night wrapped in each other's arms giggling like highschoolers about the encounters you’ve had with the two teams and trying to forget about the horrible case running through both your minds. The morning follows you’re awaken rudely by your alarm - Luke is already awake next to you - him being more of a morning person than you will ever be, you snuggle deeper into the blankets and feel him pull you against his chest “You need to get up sleepyhead” He rasps out, “Not yet” you whine closing your eyes, “Yes yet,” Luke chuckles and you feel his chest shake, “You’ve gotta get up as I need you to leave before me, can’t have us showing up to work at the same time, not with your reputation of being late.” “Aw, you don’t wanna ruin your reputation?” You tease, “Well good thing that this is nearly over then trust me - we never have to work together again” “Well, maybe I enjoyed it” Luke smiles, “Really?” you beam back “Really, but I do miss not being able to do this in front of people” He gives you a quick peck on the lips then begins to get up and stretch out his muscles - “Well we might as well give it up soon,” you say, “after all both our teams think something sketchy is going on plus we were hiding our relationship due to our career paths and if I can’t share it with my best friends and you with your family what's the point? We both know they can keep our secret safe” you begin to get anxious as you bring up the possibility of exposing your relationship with Luke, fearful of his reaction yet it fills you with confidence when he replied, “Yeah, I say we go for it.”

By the end of the case, both your team and the BAU were almost certain something was going on between you and Luke, but you two were stupid - it was obvious they were all watching you and hiding your relationship was becoming harder and harder, with multiple pairs of eyes watching you it was difficult to do things that became second nature in your relationship like lift sharing or hand holding. As the team packed up their boxes to return to Quantico you can’t help but feel slightly bittersweet - after all this the most you’ve seen Luke in months and yet he’ll be gone again by the end of the morning. ‘It was really nice to work with you,” Emily comes to thank you, “Hopefully we can meet again, but under better circumstances `''I would like that” you answer honestly with a smile. The BAU bundle into the elevator of your precinct and are about to leave Luke stops the door, “Sorry I forgot one thing,” he protests to all the sighs and bickering of the rest of the team. He jogs over to you, grabs each side of his face with both hands and pulls his lips to yours - cue the jumble of cheers and ‘I knew it’s!” from both your team and the BAU.

It’s safe to say now Luke had a lot of explaining to do on the drive back and consequently when he comes to bring you your forgotten lunch due to you leaving too late, your officers warn you with a “Hey chief, tall, dark and handsome here for you again”.

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flinttcanwriteipromise · 2 years

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Whats the criminal minds timeline, I keep assuming that the criminal minds seasons are a year of cases. So 1 is 2005, 2 is 2006 and so on. Is that right? Am I right? How does time work in the criminal minds world? Does time pass? How does this work?

#criminal minds #criminal minds fanfiction #criminal minds fanfic #criminal minds writing #@criminalmindswriter #how does time work in criminal minds #time #does time even pass?

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imagining-in-the-margins · 3 years

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S.R. Amnesia Fic Rec List

Hey everyone! Since I get so many requests for recommendations, I'm going to try to occasionally create a few rec lists for common tropes. My first request was for...

Fics about Amnesia/Memory Loss.

If you have any other recommendations not included here (including your own work!), please send me a DM! I would love to add it!

P.S. Stick around until the end for some fics for other characters!

*Please pardon all the identical names! I promise they are all different!

Spencer/Reader Fics

Hazy Love by @beautiful-bau-beau: Reader suffers an injury and wakes to find she no longer remembers why she's wearing a wedding ring.

Remember Me by @spencersmagic: Four times Spencer doesn't remember her, and one time he does.

Remember Me? by @literalia: Spencer doesn't remember the reader… but he wants to...

Memory Breach by @poguesofthebau: Reader wakes up in the hospital and learn that she's forgotten about chunks of her life– including her boyfriend.

This I Know by @idmakeitbehave: You awake in a strange, unfamiliar place. Memories dance vaguely in your mind. Nothing clear, nothing certain. Who is this stranger with the bright hazel eyes? And why do you feel as though you know him?

Unfamiliar Faces by @lotsoffandomimagines: Reader is on a case with the team but is injured and falls into a coma. When they wake up, they have no memory of him.

Welcome Back by @ionlyreadfivebookslastweek: Reader, who is in a relationship with Spencer, lost her memories in a case.

Amnesia by @imaginingcriminalminds: Reader gets shot during a case and when she wakes up in the hospital she can’t remember a thing.

Please Remember Me by @criminalmindswriting: You wake up in a hospital with no memory of the past eight years. Spencer blames himself for your memory loss.

Little Prince by @juniorgman187: (Fem!OC) As Spencer’s condition worsens, he loses the fondest memories of his life.

A Quick Reminder by @appalachianapologies (AO3/No pairing): An old woman finds a young man on her farm, injured and unsure of how he got there. Very quickly she realizes that he's worse than she thought. He doesn't even know his name.

Other Character Fics

Amnesia by @thelukesalvez: (Luke) You experience some retrograde amnesia after you and Luke are in a car accident.

Pictures of You by @ssahoodrathotchner: (Hotch) You lose your memories of the last few years, including the ones of your relationship with Aaron. The rest of the team thinks it’s hilarious.

Never Fade, Never Forget by @tobias-hankel: (Hotchreid) Spencer has temporary memory loss.

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erinxneil · 4 years

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You know I own a gun, right?

So, I decided I was going to begin this as a prompt challenge because its been a SUPER long time since I’ve written anything, so I’m going to be using the prompts from @criminalmindswriter here and write a story for each if that makes sense? It’ll make more sense the more of them that I write, this is prompt #1 - “You know I own a gun, right?”

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Pairing: Spencer Reid X Reader

>>>Not neccesarily romantic, this post is primarily focused on friendship!

Summary: Spencer seems to forget the advice that Morgan once offered him years ago about messing with a woman who carries a gun, when a prank war goes too far.

I sat in the rolling chair in front of my desk, legs propped up on the table, smiling as I listened to Prentiss rant about the douche bag at the bar last night who didn’t know when to take a hint. As Emily continued to complain that it seems as if men no longer had any sense of decency, I reached down to adjust the height of the chair, realizing it no longer held the comfort that I remembered. My eyebrows furrowed as I twisted the knob however it refused to budge. Emily’s voice became white noise in my mind as I smiled kindly while roughly forcing the handle into movement, only for my efforts to be in vain.

“Y/N?” Emily questioned, an eyebrow raised in confusion. She was not angry at me for paying little attention to her story, she was more amused at my predicament and obvious frustration.

As I opened my mouth to explain my situation, I noticed a certain doctor smirking into his cup of coffee as he walked past our desks.

“Hey, genius!” I called out. “Do you have something to do with this?”

Spencer feigned surprise. “What are you referring to?” His face could almost be mistaken for innocence, had it not been for the flare of mischief that lit up in his eyes.

“Look, Reid, all I know is that someone moved my chair about ten inches from its comfortable position, and that you happen to be often chipper for someone who was forced to wake up at five in the morning today.” I narrowed my eyes at him as he blinked innocently.

“Again, wish I could help you.” He sipped his mug and began to walk away slowly, before throwing a glance over his shoulder branding a sly grin. “And if someone did happen to move your adjustment lock approximately 2.4 inches from its original position before jamming it into place, it would likely have to do with your inability to remain in your own seat on the jet, and intruding in their own personal space.” With this statement, Spencer smiled cheekily before strutting into the conference room.

“Oh, is that so?” I called out after him. Well, two can play at this game, Reid.

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I grinned mischievously as I stared at the masterpiece in front of me. At first glance, it appeared as if there was not a paper out of place. Reid’s desk was as tidy as ever, to reflect the pristine image that he desired to be viewed as.

However, as we know, the surface is never what it seems.

I quickly marched back to my desk, a slight quirk in the corner of my lips to be the only hint of my devious plot. Morgan appeared to be the only one to notice, as his eyes glanced at me, back to Reid’s desk corner, and dragged slowly back to me with furrowed eyebrows.

Morgan was the only agent present this early- of course, aside from Hotch who was on the phone in his office. “Might I ask what you were doing over at Pretty Boy’s desk over there?” I smiled innocently. “I have no clue what you are talking about.”

Before he could question me further, the man himself entered into the building. He walked over to us slowly, eyes raking the scene and not spotting anything unordinary. “Hey, Reid, make sure you tell your mother happy birthday for me, I remembered you mentioned it the other day.”

Reid paused for a moment, a smile crossing his face. “Thanks, I will.”

I grinned softly. “I’ve always loved birthdays. A sign of life and happiness.”

Spencer continued towards his desk, his smile growing as if he had hoped someone would give him an opportunity to spout his useless knowledge. “Actually, did you know that you are 13.8 percent more likely to die on your birthday than any other normal day?” Reid sat in his seat and reached for his pen. “ This is quite interesting, because-”

He paused, hand hovering over the pen, confusion crossing his features as he leaned forward slightly.

Spencer looked around somewhat panicked, before his eyes passed mine and realization fell upon his face as he noticed my smirk. Glaring, he watched as I placed the bottle of clear, contact-drying glue onto my desk.

“What’s wrong Spence, cat got your tongue?” I grinned.

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What began as a harmless prank war quickly escalated into a dangerous battle of wits as tensions rose between the two agents.

The pranks evolved from small, mildly irritating occurrences into humiliating and mildly life threatening disasters. Both Spencer and Y/N were extremely competitive and often the best at whatever they did, therefore it would be nearly impossible for one to relent without the other admitting defeat.

The rest of the team refused to get involved. Morgan is aware that I could quite literally destroy him, while Emily fears that Spencer will revert into his robot form and unlock his repressed mind-controlling powers to force her to submit to his will should she dare to intervene. Hotch initially didn’t mind the banter, as it caused the two to become more competitive in terms of cases themselves and in turn solving them quicker. However, as the battle escalates, Hotch fears that the childish games will cause someone to get hurt.

Which he couldn’t be more right.

While the pranks initially began as hiding valuables or increasing the frequency of the volume of his headset every time that Spencer said the word “Actually-”, these elevated into becoming trapped in a closet for hours without food or drink, or trapping car keys above a large tub of hydrofluoric acid. (If it was not obvious, this was a prank straight from the mind of the doctor.)

Spencer had gotten very fed up after the last prank required him to follow a scavenger hunt throughout the office within ten minutes to find his badge before it would be shredded, only to find that it had been taped under his seat the entire time. Because of this, when I walked into the office the following morning to find his elaborate prank, I was not surprised.

As I walked through the conference room doors, I immedately froze as I felt the ground shift beneath me. I realized I was standing on a pressure plate when lights began flashing around me, sounding a faint alarm that gradually grew louder, and I spotted Doctor Reid sitting before me with a smirk planted gracefully upon his lips.

“Y/N, what a pleasant surprise!” He grinned. I rolled my eyes. “What kind of prank is thi-” A churning sound above me caused me to slowly glance up, noticing a bucket slowly being lowered further towards me.

“You were saying?” He smiled. The once innocent grin had a devilish flame now as he stared at me, anticipating my next move. “How in the hell did you do this?” I questioned, growing nervous as the bucket drew closer.

“Garcia owed me one after she helped you hack into my computer.” He grinned sheepishly, as if ashamed that he could not do this all by himself. But of course- Garcia, the only one who while remaining impartial, had offered to equally aid on both of our sides. I suppose I had known it was only a matter of time that he had cashed in this favor, however with the amount of detail in this prank, it is clear that the brainpower of Garcia only amplified Spencer’s genius thoughts.

I decided to turn the tabled on him. “Aw, Pretty Boy, you really must think about me often if you came up with such an elaborate plan like this. How long did this take you to set up, several hours?” The slightly pink tinge that was hinted across his cheeks suggested that I was underestimating his preparedness for this prank, and that I had struck a nerve.

Spencer quickly composed himself. “I’m not the one whose about to be drenched in that god-awful smelling liquid. It will drop on you in a matter of two minutes, unless I press this button telling it not to. I could explain to you all of the ingredients that it’s composed of, however-” “I’m good, thanks.” I huffed.

“Alright Reid, what do you want?” He smiled, knowing he had me right where he wanted me.

“I want you to admit that not only did I beat you in this prank war, but that I am also otherwise far superior to you in every aspect.”

I glared at him. “You know I own a gun, right?”

Spencer chuckled. “So do I hear that you would enjoy smelling like-”

I huffed. “Alright, fine, fine, you, Doctor Spencer Reid, have bested me in this prank war and are far superior to me in every aspect of life or whatever.” I grumbled in annoyance.

Spencer grinned mischeviously. “I’m sorry, I didn’t quite get that, could you repeat yourself?” I offered him a deadpan stare to which he simply smiled and pressed the button. The alarms silence and the blaring lights died down. I stepped off of the plate, and all returned to normal.

“Now was that so hard?” He questioned smugly, holding the door open for me.

I walked up to him with a tight smile, before bashing him in the back of the head with the butt of my gun. Not hard enough to do any real damage, but definitely rough enough to make sure he knows to give it up. He yelped loudly as I walked away, arms crossed in annoyance.

Morgan glanced up at a flustered Reid who was rubbing the back of his head with a grimace.

“What did I tell you, kid? Never mess with a woman who carries a gun.”

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cmbingo · 3 years

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We’ll see you all in 2021!

Thanks for a great year. So glad to keep the trope cards rolling out as long as you want to sign up.

Stay safe and be kind!

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spencerthepipecleaner · 5 years

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thank you @criminalmindswriter i did see it i just didn’t wanna post lmao☺️☺️☺️

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glamrielle95 · 6 years

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I’m new

Hi there everybody! I’ve recently started writing Criminal Minds fics and I was wondering if any of you had any helpful tips on how to get my name out there and maybe gain a few more followers?

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reidmyguy · 4 years

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Honestly if they wanted to couple up any two people on the team I think it should have been Luke and Penelope.

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contentconsumer · 3 years

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Dating Luke Alvez would include...

a/n: keep sending in your requests! my masterlist can be found here, my prompt list here and ships are open so find my requirements here NOT MY GIF! word count: 529 pairing: Luke Alvez X Reader warnings: n/a summary: pretty self explanatory requested?:nope! just getting back into writing!

lots of pet names, he rarely refers to you by you actual name

he’s quite protective but also understands you can stand your ground

but that doesn’t stop him from snaking an arm around your waist when some man has been looking at you for what he deems ‘too long’

luke loves to cook, and his cooking is amazing which means you’re always well fed or sending him recipes for food you wanna try and he accommodates to all of these sometimes even making enough for you to take to work for lunch the next day

lots of cuddles especially in the morning as he’s an early riser so loves laying in bed before work to cuddle even if you’re still asleep

dog walks! whenever you have the chance even if its just round the block or a hike that lasts all day but it’s so peaceful to walk with luke and roxy and this is where you normally have your most personal conversations

he needs a lot of reassurance

very big on PDA and you will rarely find him and you in the same room without touching

his hand stays on your thigh while he drives

gloating to the team about how perfect and amazing you are - he does not shut up about you and although the team pretend it’s annoying they’re really happy he found his person

on the jet he listens to songs you told him you liked so he can feel closer to you

big believer in never going to bed angry so makes sure after an argument (because they happen) you’re both calm and there's no hard feelings

whenever he’s away there’s many phone calls just so he can hear your voice - it ground him

seeing him cry and being there for him just as much as he’s there for you

your biggest supporter in whatever you do - you wanna go to the gym with him? on it! he’ll help you/stand in awe just watching you. you take up a new hobby? he’s brought all the supplies for you. new hair colour? he loves it! etc...

likes it when you read to him - over the phone or in person

dog sitting roxy and slowly winning her over as you feed her

semi regular date nights

keeps a photo of you and roxy both on his desk and in his wallet

penelope loves you - she will always text you about random things luke has said/done that she thinks you’ll want to hear

que: ‘oh this happened at work today’ ‘i know’ ‘why do you know?’ ‘pen text me when it happened’ ‘god damn again? i’m gonna have to text you first’

he loves taking photos of you - and you fill most of his camera roll

knowing his coffee order and dropping it off alongside some lunch to the bullpen sometimes

babysitting matt’s kids with him

‘uncle luke! y/n! please can we get ice cream!’

never being cold again, either he’s got a jacket for you to wear or this man is a literal furnace so he’ll hug you and instantly you can feel the heat radiating off of him

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flinttcanwriteipromise · 2 years

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Question for my criminal minds writers:

How do you all write cases? do you all just personally dm mgg and ask him to write one for you? like where- who- wha-

#dear criminal minds writer #how do y’all write crimes?#criminal minds writers #criminal minds fanfics #@criminalmindswriters

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jkqueenly · 7 years

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Announcement

Author: @jkqueenly

little oneshot/fic because I loved this gif so much.

Warnings: fluff, mentions of pregnancy, engagement etc but mostly just all around good feelings.

A/N: pairings Hotch x reader THIS IS NOT PART OF THE ORACLE SERIES! I needed some love and I thought maybe you would like some too

Tags: @riversong-sam @linus-spree @profiler-in-training @hotchnerfuckmeup @hotch-and-reid @criminallyobsessed @criminallyaddicted @criminalmindsmanic @criminalmindswriting

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“Morgan!” Aaron called. He held the ball to his chest, running parallel with Rossi, Morgan, and Jack.

Rossi tried to block the pass as it arched over him, barely grazing the ball with his fingertips.

Morgan jumped and caught it with ease, landing roughly but still on his feet.

“Come on Jack!” Rossi called, falling back after the failed attempt to get the ball.

“It’s all you buddy!” I yelled, clapping and cheering him on as he did his best to outrun his father and Morgan.

Watching from under the big tree I could keep tabs on everyone across the field. I could see the boys playing pull-ball, (a game from my childhood I’d taught to Jack a few months ago) and still be able to watch Reid, JJ, Henry and Prentiss playing with a frizbee a safe distance away from the rough game.

The field erupted into cheers when Jack saved a point by managing to yank the ball out of Morgan’s arms. He waved the ball in the air as Aaron paraded him around on his shoulders in a victory lap.

I smiled and turned my focus back to the blanket where Penelope was putting out the final touches for the rare day the team would be absolutely and completely away from the horror of their jobs.

“Don’t youjust love seeing them in action?” I asked Penelope, sitting back against the trunk and taking a sip of water.

“Oh, you have no idea. They never cease to amaze me with their abilities.” Penelope looked at her family fondly, her smile filling every inch of her. “Well, I’m ready for them to come back and eat, are you?”

“You bet.” I stood up and whistled, catching everyone’s attention, before waving at them to come eat.

Jack made it up the short hill first, earning an extra fruit roll-up, as promised. “Y/N!” He said as he sat down next to me. “Did you see? I won! And they didn’t have to go easy on me!”

“Wow Jack, that’s amazing! It’s a good thing my leg is broken, I would probably lose since you’ve gotten so good!” I pulled him closer and rubbed a hand through his hair.

“Y/N!” He moaned as I started braiding the loose hairs behind his ears.

“What? I thought you liked it when I did this?”

“Only when we’re at home,” Jack explained, tugging on my hands gently.

“Oohh, gotcha.” I let him go and passed him his lunch.

Penelope started handing out the other sandwiches and everyone settled into their places on the blanket.

Aaron sat on my other side, with an arm behind my back. “Now you’re all settled I have an announcement to make.” He paused for a moment, letting the team try to figure it out before saying it.

I could hardly stand the suspense even though I already knew what he was going to say.

“I’ve asked Y/N to marry me.”

“Yeah, tell me something I don’t already know,” Spencer teased, grinning slightly.

Everyone laughed, followed by a slew of congratulations.

After everyone had eaten I decided it was time. “Well… Aaron’s not the only one with news,” I began. I added a pause too, it was fun to watch the team think. Penelope got there first.

Penelope gasped, her hands covered her mouth as a tiny squeak passed her lips. “You’re not,” she whispered, hope making her curls shake with excitement.

I put one hand on my stomach and the other onto Aarons leg. “I am indeed! I’m due in October.”

The group was silent for a second, then the noise returned with vigor.

“You are? Really?” Aaron asked, smiling at me with a little bit of genuine surprise.

“I thought you knew?”

“No, I didn’t, but I know now.” He smiled again, real happiness showing in his eyes. He kissed me softly on the mouth then pressed a kiss to the top of my head.

“See Hotch?” Spencer said, smiling more than I’d seen in a while. “Y/N knows how to make an announcement.”

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