#i made more than 10 gifs for this season w/o noticing that i went over the limit agkhstbks hate it here

[ssahoodrathotchner]

I posted 3,054 times in 2022

55 posts created (2%)

2,999 posts reblogged (98%)

Blogs I reblogged the most:

@maschotch

@hotch-girl

@ropoto

@jaspxr

@doctorstethoscope

I tagged 1,042 of my posts in 2022

#i love one (1) man your honor - 470 posts

#head full many ~thots~ - 83 posts

#pretty lady make brain go !!!!!!!!!!!!!! - 83 posts

#note for writers - 64 posts

#criminal minds - 50 posts

#hotch glare my beloved - 37 posts

#andi rambles - 37 posts

#always rb smiling hotch - 37 posts

#well well fuck me well - 35 posts

#10/10 content - 30 posts

Longest Tag: 103 characters

#i made more than 10 gifs for this season w/o noticing that i went over the limit agkhstbks hate it here

My Top Posts in 2022:

#5

the way Hotch immediately puts down his coffee and says “I’ll get the car,” when JJ goes into labor in 4x7 is such a sweet moment to me and furthers my headcanon that his love language is acts of service

30 notes - Posted January 3, 2022

#4

sometimes i look at my masterlist and am amazed ?? that i wrote things ?? AND posted them for others to see ?? and there are so many things ?? like damn that's crazy

93 notes - Posted March 5, 2022

#3

Sleepless

Pairing: Aaron Hotchner x GN!Reader

Requested by: Stori my love !! @andromedasstarship

Word Count: 1.2k

Prompt(s): 1 “If I tell you I love you, will you make me pancakes?” & 2 Slow dancing in the kitchen late at night

Summary: a restless night for Aaron ends with late night pancakes and slow dancing in the kitchen

Warnings: brief discussion of a case w/ typical violence, but mostly just fluff

A/N: i love the idea of spending time with someone i love in the kitchen late at night so this fic is a promise to myself that one day i’ll have something like this

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176 notes - Posted April 22, 2022

#2

Better Days

Pairing: Aaron Hotchner x Fem!reader

Summary: Aaron gets shot and you reflect on your relationship while waiting for him to wake up in the hospital

Word Count: 3k

Warnings: hurt/comfort and fluff

A/N: it’s here !! the reverse of what i usually write lmao but the same hurt/comfort we all love lmao enjoy my dears

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220 notes - Posted June 20, 2022

My #1 post of 2022

Together

Pairing: Aaron Hotchner x GN!Reader

Requested by: @clarawatson

Word Count: 1.7k

Prompt(s): 8 Getting caught in the rain, 12 Stealing a sweatshirt/other item(s) of clothing, and 16 Late night drive

Summary: when Aaron can’t stop worrying about a case, you decide to take a late night drive in the rain

Warnings: descriptions of case-typical violence/death, thunder and lightning, Hotch being angsty but also you know i cant resist soft Hotch rights

A/N: from my 400 follower celebration (yes im still going to write all of these fics i swear) as requested by Jessi, whom I love and adore. enjoy 

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248 notes - Posted January 13, 2022

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Emily Prentiss & Spencer Reid in Season 4

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Wonderwall - Prologue

Pairing - Steve Harrington x reader

Word Count - 1,709

A/N - I’m so excited for this Stranger Things rewrite series! It and Stranger Things are like my favorite movie/show right now and I loved writing the In-Between so I cant wait to write this! I hope you all enjoy this and if you haven’t checked out my It rewrite or the In-Between (a stranger things x it crossover) go do that now and let me know what you think in the comments!

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W O N D E R W A L L

Intro Prologue Season One 1 2

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The first thing Y/N Hopper registered when she finally came to was that she was in a world of pain. It was as if her whole body was on fire, every inch of her burning at an agonizingly slow pace that only made it more painful as the seconds ticked by.

The next thing she noticed was that her muscles felt as if they were ten times heavier than usual making each movement slower than she would have liked. Even her eyelids felt heavy to the point where she could barely open them, only being able to get a sliver of light in before her head suddenly burst into agonizing pain while her eyelids screamed to be shut.

Y/N let out a low groan that vibrated against the rawness of her dry throat, instantly halting her in the middle of her actions. She tried to move her head slightly only resulting in her head rolling over limply until it slumped to one side.

But then it was like her senses all came back at once, hitting her in the face so hard that she couldn't stop herself from letting another groan escape her lips. She could hear the low rumbling of a car engine, feel the roughness of the worn out material that made up the backseat of her father's 1976 station wagon, and smell — that's when it hit her.

A strong smell of metallic with a very vague scent of gasoline lingering within. But the metallic, it was definitely there.

Y/N somehow managed to get her eyes to start slowly blinking open, each blink making her head hurt and her vision spin all around her. The first thing she did was glance down at her hands, a small whimper escaping her lips at the red that painted her fingers, staining the skin below.

Then she was looking up, her eyes fixating on the sight before her. Her parents who were limply leaning forward in their seats unconscious. She couldn't see her mother because of the fact that she was sitting in front of her, but the pool of blood that had begun to drop onto the middle console from that direction told Y/N all she needed to know.

She wanted to cry, but her eyes were already flickering over to her father who had a huge gash in his head from where the broken glass of the window shield had cut him. The air bag laid deflated in front of him and it was only then that she noticed the way her father's neck seemed to be hanging at an odd angle.

"Mom? Dad?" Y/N whispered, wanting nothing more than for them to answer her cries. But there was no response and that was enough to make the young girl's lip quiver as tears began to blind her vision.

The last thing Y/N wanted to do was look to her left, but she found herself doing it anyways and it was like her blood had run cold. She didn't know what she had been expecting when she turned to look in the spot where her brother had been sitting in minutes prior, but seeing the empty blood covered seat with the door of the car swaying gently in the wind was nothing that she could've dreamed of.

"Thomas?" Y/N whispered, her voice coming out so soft that it was almost brushed away by the wind. She was finally starting to snap out of the dizziness and weariness that had been clouding her vision and her voice came out louder this time, more panicked, as she cried out, "Thomas!"

The tears were falling by now and Y/N let out a small sob as she weakly fell back against her seat, her body hurting too much to put any more effort into moving. She tried to remember the events that had led up to that very moment, but it all was coming back in fragments that made her want to think it wasn't real.

The last clear memory she had was of them leaving her Uncle Jim's house. They had been on their way back from a family vacation on the outskirts of Indiana and had decided to stop by and visit her father's brother on their way home to Kentucky. Uncle Jim had never really known how to act around kids, so the whole reunion had been awkward and had felt like it lasted forever on both sides. The last thing she could picture was getting into the car while her Uncle Jim gave them a short wave in goodbye before disappearing back into his house.

From there, everything came back in fragments. The family driving through Hawkins, the town her Uncle Jim lives in. Her bickering with her twin about which of the Star Wars movies was better although she couldn't remember who had won. The family laughing about something before their laughs had fallen short.

Y/N looking out at the road ahead, her eyebrows furrowing in confusion at the sight of a dark figure standing in the middle of the road. Then after that, all she could hear was the crashing of the car as glass flew all around her. Then she heard the screams of her family, her mother's falling quiet real quick as a shard of glass broke off from the window and hit her in the throat. Y/N's own screams as she had attempted to reach out for her twin, Thomas looking back at her with wide eyes full of fright before the car finally stopped rolling and hit the ground, everything going black.

However, none of that explained what had happened to Thomas and Y/N began to cry as she looked to her brother's seat which had bloody handprints on it as if he had been struggling to stay in the car but something had pulled him out.

By the time the police arrived on the scene, Y/N was in complete shock, her body shaking so violently that if anyone didn't realize she was in shock they would've thought she were having a seizure. Jim Hopper was the one that managed to get to his niece first. His eyes vaguely scanning over the front row of the car before stopping on Y/N who was breathing frantically as she gasped for air.

Hopper was quick to grab onto Y/N’s shoulders, lightly shaking the girl as he tried to get her attention so he could help her. He ignored the amount of sweat that was making his hands stick to her wet shirt that was not only covered in sweat, but a mixture of her own blood from her wounds as well.

"Y/N. Hey, kid. Look at me. Look at me," Hopper pleaded, his eyes frantically flickering over the girl's face as he watched her stare into oblivion. When the girl didn't answer, Hopper carefully grabbed onto the girl’s face and turned her head so that her e/c eyes were forced to latch onto the man in front of her.

Upon recognizing just who was holding onto her, Y/N let out a whimper and whispered, "Uncle Jim?"

"It's me, kid. I'm here. You're okay now," he assured her as he tried his best to soothe the upset girl before he would have to hand her over to the medics.

"Mom. Dad," Y/N said, not able to get anything else out other than those two words. Hopper gave the girl a grim look that made her close her eyes as a few tears rolled down. She then blinked them open before her e/c eyes locked onto her uncle. "Thomas," she whispered. "Where's Thomas? Where's my brother?"

Before Hopper could so much as blink, the girl's eyes suddenly rolled into the back of her head and she passed out. Hopper's eyes widened and he gently shook the girl before yelling out, "We need a medic! Help! Medic!"

He looked down at Y/N and gently shook her as he muttered, "Come on, kid. Stay with me. Wake up." Then, frustrated that no one had come running over yet, the officer yelled out, "We need a goddamn medic!" Two men then came running over to the car with a stretcher and Hopper got out of the way while the two men got to work on getting the girl out of the car.

While this went on, Hopper quickly went over to the other side of the car, his heart racing as he came face to face with the empty seat where his nephew was supposed to be. He spun around for a moment, his eyes scanning around for any sight of Thomas who might've managed to crawl away from the car in an attempt to find help. But when he came up empty handed, Hopper didn't hesitate to pick up his walkie talkie and radio back to the station.

"This is Chief Hopper. We've got a 10-57. I repeat a 10-57. The person is a young boy around the age of seventeen. Short brown hair, green eyes, and was last seen wearing a white shirt and a red bomber jacket. Answers to the name Thomas Hopper," Hopper said, his voice getting softer once he mentioned his nephew's name.

Even with his nephew missing and his brother and his wife dead, Hopper still found himself looking after Y/N who had been strapped to a stretcher which was now being loaded onto the ambulance. He couldn't help but feel sorry for her as he realized the gravity of the situation. Y/N was going to wake up to a completely new world.

Not only would the death of her parents be weighing upon her, but her own injuries would mean she was going to be in a lot of pain. And with her parents now gone, that meant the guardianship of both Y/N and Thomas fell to Hopper meaning that she would have to pick up what was left of her life in Kentucky and move to Hawkins to start anew.

But the news that would break her would come with when she opened her eyes to find out that her brother still hadn't been found. And that pain, the pain of knowing that her twin was hurt and missing somewhere, that would be more painful than anything else.

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