#mon answers 🩷

[ssaaaronmontgomery]

Pregnant BAU Reader goes into labor and panics about the child not having a father, but then realises Hotch is right there with them making it feel OK.

Basically reader realising their boss will be the closest thing their kid has to a dad and how lucky the kid is to have that. Can be platonic or romantic 🥰 💝

Always There

Warnings: Pregnancy, fluff, nervous reader, Hotch being a sweetheart 🥹🫶, if I missed any please let me know!

Word count: 1k

Pairing: Aaron Hotchner x pregnant!bau!reader

A/n: Yes yes 🥹🥹. I love this so much and I loved writing it!! I hope it is to your satisfaction and that you enjoy it<3. This was not proofread so I apologise if there are any mistakes!

Forever tags: @greg-montgomery @boredelle @hotchsdoormat @ssahotchnerr @criminalskies @beardedhotchh @hotchnerbau @mrs-ssa-hotch @ssamorganhotchner

Going into labour three weeks before your due date wasn't really part of the plan and you'd been so busy with work that you hadn't really considered the possibility. Though Hotch had apparently taken this into consideration because a number of weeks ago he'd assigned you to desk work only. You hadn't even been able to travel with the team.

Going into labour was already scary enough on its own. But what made it worse was that your baby's father was not in the picture whatsoever and not having someone you know and feel safe with during this experience scared you even more. It terrified you if you were being completely honest with yourself.

You're sitting at your desk when everything starts and you don't know what to do. Well, you know what to do but in the moment everything flies out of your head and now you're starting to go into panic mode. You hadn't even realised JJ and Spencer saw what was happening or when JJ appeared at your side as Reid went to get Hotch.

Then you hear Aaron saying your name as you hold your hand on your stomach. Looking up at him from your seated position he's looking at you with concern. "Y/n? Hey we've gotta get you to the hospital, okay?" His hand is on your shoulder.

"Hotch, I'm scared. I- I can't do this by myself. I always thought I could, but I can't-"

"Y/n, you're not alone, okay? I'll be there if you'd like that. The team is here for you too." He gives your shoulder a reassuring squeeze.

Of course he would be there.

He was always there. He always helped you. Especially when you announced your pregnancy. He helped you set up your nursery. Putting the crib together. Painting the walls. Putting the new furniture in the room. He helped put your hospital bag together. He was always there for you whenever you were feeling scared or anxious about anything but especially the pregnancy. He was just there. So you shouldn't be surprised that he wants to be there for you through this part of it too.

He's already been such a father figure to your child and they haven't even been born yet.

There's always been some sort of romantic aura surrounding your relationship with him but nothing had ever happened. You were pretty sure it was because Aaron didn't want to overstep, but you weren't really sure. Whatever was there, you both knew it. You just never had a conversation about it. Although now isn't really the time to have that talk.

"I'd like that. Please." You have a pleading look in your eyes Aaron gives you a small smile. He tries to hug you as best as he can considering the obstacle your bump has created.

Before you know it you're being rushed to the hospital.

A number of hours go by and in true Aaron fashion, he was with you for it all. He did his best to keep you calm and comfortable given the situation. Honestly, anything he did helped you quite a bit. You know if he hadn't been there you'd have been a wreck but having Aaron with you through it was the best thing you could have asked for and you don't know what you would have done if he wasn't there.

You were holding your baby in your arms for the first time now and it was bringing you so much joy. It felt somewhat surreal. But it was incredible.

Looking up with a grin on your face you're met with the same expression on Aaron's face as he looks at you with your little love.

"May I?" Aaron asks as he holds his arms out. He wants to hold the baby. You knew he did just from the look on his face. You smile even brighter and nod as you both carefully maneuver the tiny human into his huge arms. He's immediately grinning impossibly bigger. He looks just as happy now as he does when he has Jack in his arms.

"Hi little one. You're adorable, you know that? You have so many people here to meet you. They're all excited to welcome you to the BAU family. And your momma, she's wonderful. She loves you so much. She loves you and I know she'll give you everything she's got. And I'll always be here for you too if you're okay with that." Aaron looks like he's got love just pouring out of him as he says all of this to your baby and when he does, you know he means it. You know he already loves this child like his own. He's been there for many of those things. Even going to some of the doctor's appointments with you and holding your hand during them. He kept snacks for you in a specific drawer in his desk just for you.

Everything feels so overwhelming for you, not in a bad way but in the best way. It brings tears of joy to your eyes and Hotch notices immediately, of course he's concerned.

"Are you okay? Can I get you something? Do you want to hold-"

You cut off his questions by shaking your head "No. No, I'm fine. I'm just happy. Hold the baby as long as you want. But I will want my child back before you leave." He chuckles a little and looks back down at the small life in his arms and looks back up at you.

"Why would I leave? I would like to stay, but only if that's okay with you. I want to be here." His voice is soft and genuine. It only makes those tears spill over and stream down your cheeks. All you can manage is a nod as you wipe your tears away.

"What about Jack?"

"He's having a sleepover at Jessica's. And I'm sure he'd like to meet this one." He looks back down at the sleeping baby and you notice that his smile hasn't left once.

You don't know it yet but when he had said he wants to stay he doesn't just mean he wants to stay at the hospital with you. He means he wants to stay with you and your little one indefinitely. But that's something you find out later.

[charlesslut16]

BAE I NEED PART TWO FOR “ONLY HIM” 🩷🩷

-him only-

summary : charles punishes you for going to your ex's party...

PAIRING : charles leclerc x fem!reader

WARNINGS : 18+, NSFW; smut, badly translated french, curse words, dirty talk, daddy kink, p in v, oral (female receiving), degrading, sub/dom, fingering,possessive!boyfriend, rough sex, slight aftercare, spanking, unprotected sex (be safe!)

note : i hope you like it! It took very long as i didn't have any motivation but now here it is. Send in more requests, my loves!

masterlist / the first part 

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Charles walked behind you with a slick smirk on his face. He loved how obedient you were for him. As you knew what was coming when you came home.

Your punishment would be very long. Charles knew that you had only gone to your ex's party to get him angry, but you still needed to be punished. You are his girl, no one elses.

You both sat in the car, charles started the motor while you looked out of the window, thinking about all the ways that he would punish you. His hand laid on your thigh, squeezing from time to time.

The moment you walked through the door of your apartment, he had you pressed against the door, his lips attacking your neck and his hands grabbed your hips roughly.

“Allez dans notre chambre, déshabillez-vous et un avertissement de mon côté, ne vous touchez pas.” Charles growled against the shell of your ear, tore away from you, tapped your ass, to get you moving.  Go into our bedroom, get undressed and a warning from my side, don't touch yourself.

You went into your room and, well, didn't do as you were told. Half of your clothes were on the floor, the other half on your body, And you started to touch yourself. You needed to release some heat, even if charles will be mad.

A loud moan came out of your mouth, which made sure that charles heard you, and he did. Charles barged into the room, grabbed your wrist to stop you from rubbing your clit, and glared at you.

“What do you think you are doing, slut?” 

“Touching.”

“And what did I tell you that you could not do?”

“Touch.”

Charles nodded at your answer and slowly removed your bra and panties, so you were stripped bare for him. After he undressed himself, while you watched him, until he was in nothing but boxers.

“Now what am I going to do with you? You want to cum that bad, huh? Bad enough that you'd disobey me and go to your ex's party?” 

All of a sudden, his fingers are inside you, curling against your walls and making you wetter by the second. You gripped his wrist, but he only grabbed both your hands, pinned them above your head. 

He pumped harder, faster, and your stomach started to tighten. You moved your hips against his hand, but the moment you did, he stopped and waited for you to settle down. 

Your boyfriend continued to finger you, and you started to clench around his big fingers. He pulled away, licked his fingers, and watched you squirm in the bed. 

“Nous allons voir combien de fois je peux te border avant que tu ne coules le long de tes magnifiques cuisses. Et j’espère que vous vous souviendrez de ne plus jamais aller à la fête de votre ex. Tu es à moi maintenant, plus à lui.” We are going to see how many times I can edge you before you're dripping down your gorgeous thighs. And hopefully you will remember to not go to your ex's party ever again. You are mine now, not his anymore.

His thumb was on your clit, moving fast. You're squirmed, wanting to cum but being too afraid to. charles pulled away again and stared at how wet your sex was for him. Only him.

He dipped a long, big finger into your sex and then pulled out, sucking your juices off. You try to wiggle your small wrists out of his hold, but his grip was too firm. 

Somehow he managed to ram three fingers into you, charles smirked down at you as he pumped them hard and fast and reveled in the sweet sound of your drenched pussy. 

Charles leaned forward and sucked on your neck and your chest, leaving bruises that would be hard to cover in the morning. His mouth enveloped one of your breasts and his tongue circled your nipple before he bit, hard. 

Your body jolted and Charles stopped moving his fingers, waiting for your hips to stop moving. Frustrated, you didn't stop. You worked your hips in a way that moved charles long fingers. 

“Vous voulez vous en sortir si mal?”  You want to get off that badly?

Your boyfriend slammed his fingers into you roughly. One by one, he slowly removed his fingers, licking them clean. By now you were dripping down your thighs and ready to suck, blow and fuck to get your release. 

“Answer me!” 

“Yes. Please. Please, make me cum.” You're beyond the point of enduring. “I should have followed your rules. I'm sorry, daddy.” 

“Yes, you should have, baby.” 

“Do you need it?” 

“Yes,” you said. Anything to have his hands on you. 

“Are you sure?” His fingers were playing with your lower lips and your breath was catching. 

“Yes, daddy.” 

“Good, daddy'll give you what you want. Over and over and over again until you have learned your lesson. And to not go to another man without me.”  

His long fingers plunged into you, deeper than ever before. He rammed them into you, taking you fast and hard. Your eyes were wide, as his words slowly sank in. 

Before you could protest, you had climaxed for the first time tonight, your back arched, your pussy dripped and your mouth formed the shape of an 'o'. Charles moved on to your clit, rubbing fast without any mercy. 

You hadn't even come down from your first orgasm yet, and your stomach was already tightening, ready to release again. You came hard, your whole body shook, and your clit was swollen and sensitive, charles didn't stop rubbing. 

He kept moving his thumb in a circular motion, making you come for a third time. His mouth moved to your sex, licking up your juices, before he plunged his tongue deep. 

He held your hips down with both his hands, let go of your wrists. You used your free hands to try to push his head away, but he ignored you, continuing to devour you.

“daddy, no. I'm too sensitive.” Even as you say this, a moan escaped your lips when he hit your spot. After a few strokes from his tongue, you came undone, gripped his hair and screamed his name loud enough to wake the neighbors. 

In your bout of ecstasy, you barely felt him flip you over, so you were sitting on his face. Here, he had better access to move where ever he wanted inside you. It was also a total turn on to look down on him licking at your pussy. 

Your legs were shaking, and you could barely hold yourself upright as he worked you towards a fifth orgasm that you were not sure your body could take. 

You gripped the white headboard and moved your hips against your boyfriend's mouth, hoping that this would be the last one… well, maybe the second to last. 

You couldn't support yourself when you came again, and charles had to hold you up, so you wouldn't fall over. He licked you clean before lifting you off of him. 

He stared down at your tired body, glistening in sweat, before leaning in close to your ear. 

“Your lesson isn't over yet, mon amour. Get on your hands and knees. It's Daddy's turn now.” 

Your arms shook as you positioned yourself. You felt charles caress your ass before he delivered a hard smack. His tip was rubbing against your entrance, and you didn't know if you could take him for a sixth time. 

You sighed, shivered and moaned as he entered you. Charles may be dominant, possessive and a little scary in bed, but he always made sure you were comfortable before he took you. Hard. 

Charles slammed into you, destroying your wet and swollen pussy for a sixth and final time. You gripped the silk sheets beneath you and tried to stay upright, wanting to please him.

He leaned forward and nipped your skin, every once in a while he bit hard, leaving evident marks on your skin. He smacked your ass again and picked up the speed. 

He was close. You were close too, and every time he smacked your ass with his big veiny hands, you got a little closer to your climax. Charles suddenly pulled out of you and flipped you onto your back.

Your boyfriend slipped back into you and picking up the pace. His lips connected with yours for the first time tonight, and they were hungry. You could taste yourself on him, and you welcome the flavor of your juices on your tongue. 

You tightened around Charles before coming undone. You writhed and squirmed and shook, milking him with your spasms. He rode out both your highs and stood up to get a towel to clean you both up. 

He gathered your spent body in his arms and chuckled. 

“So, has Daddy's little princess learned her lesson?”

You only nodded, too tired to even respond anymore. Even tho you loved his dominant and possessive side, you wouldn't do it again. The happy and gentle charles made you happier than anything.

“Je t’aime mon petit haricot, mais tu dois compère que tu ne me désobéis pas et que tu n’iras plus jamais vers un autre homme sans moi. Tu es à moi. Ma fille. Seulement le mien.“ I love you my little bean, but you need to understand that you don't disobey me and that you do not go to any other man without me ever again. You're mine. My girl. Only mine.

“Je t’aime, sharl” You whispered lightly, not even fully understanding what he said. Nuzzling your head into his chest, you feel asleep as you smell his cologne in.

[iguessweallcrazyithinktho]

Imagine you were heavily pregnant and Kylian always comes to the rescue anytime you need him like coming home with your cravings, massaging your back and feet, cuddling, putting on a comfort movie and reassuring her that everything’s gonna be ok🩷

𝐋𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐥𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 • 𝐤𝐲𝐥𝐢𝐚𝐧 𝐦𝐛𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐞

GENRE: fluff

WARNING: none

PAIRING: Kylian mbappe

Masterlist coming soon after a few more fics

Enjoy

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Cravings

A groan left your lips as you shut the pantry door for what felt like the 100th time that day. You couldn’t find any food to satisfy your pregnancy cravings.

Your phone on the counter went off. You waddled over to it, picking it up to see the caller id is none other than your husband kylian. You answered it.

“Hi ky.”

He smiled on the other end hearing your voice. “hi ange. I’m on my way home, How are you feeling?”

Kylian has gotten into the habit of asking you that every time he called. He always wanted to make sure you were comfortable.

“im ok, but I kinda need something.”

“yeah, what is it?”

“umm.” You let out a awkward laugh before you continued. “I was wondering if you could go to the store and pick me up some pickles and Oreos. I’ve been wanting them so badly today.”

You could hear kylian laughed on the other end causing you to groan. “don’t laugh at me.”

“im sorry. I’ll get you the pickles and the Oreos. Anything else you want while I’m there?”

“maybe some ice cream, and chocolate.. it’s what the baby wants.”

Kylian smiled to himself as he listened to you. “of course. Anything for my angels.”

Message

The pain you were feeling was unbearable. You were so swollen and achy, you hated it so much. You were happy to become a mom, but the pain that comes with being pregnant was unenjoyable.

You pushed the blankets from your body, making sure to be extra quiet and not wake up kylian seeing how it was 3am.

You slipped on your slippers and walked out of the bedroom to the living room.

You started stretching the best you could to relieve the back pain you were having.

As you were doing that kylian woke up from his sleep to see you missing. Confused he got up from the bed and walked out to find you.

“Mon amour what are you doing awake?” he asked once he found you. He walked over to you and rubbed small circles on your back.

“my back is killing me.”

“ok. How about I rub your back for you?”

You sighed standing up straight and looking at kylian. He looked exhausted. You almost felt guilty for waking him up.

“Sure.”

Kylian grabbed your hand and dragged you back to the bedroom. You sat on the edge of the bed and removed your shirt from your body while kylian went to the bathroom to grab some oils for you. When he returned he put some of the oil in his hands before rubbing it on your bare back. You moaned as he started to hit the areas where it hurt the most. It was like he knew exactly where it hurt.

“does that feel fine?”

You nodded. “it feels amazing.”

Kylian chuckled

Kylian continued massaging you. Every now and then you would let out a grunt From how good it felt making kylian laugh.

After a while you were fully satisfied with the massage. You crawled under the covers with kylian.

“thank you, I really needed that.” You mumbled into the darkness.

“Anything for you baby.” Kylian said placing a kiss on top of your head.

[milaisreading]

Can you do something for Hetalia Valentine's Day? The Axis and Allies are arguing with each other about being y/n's Valentine's date. While they are arguing Sealand goes to y/n's house with flowers on his hands and he is wearing a cute suit. When y/n opened the door Sealand asked y/n to be his Valentine date. Y/n found him so cute and she agreed. How would the Axis and Allies going to react after seeing this?

🌱🩷: Hii! Thank u for the request and happy Valentine's Day! Hope u like this! I had a lot of fun while writing!

Warning: Reader uses she/her. Requests are open!

🌍Hetalia belongs to Hidekaz Himaruya🌏

"Achoo!" (Y/n) let out a loud sneeze, causing Finland and Denmark to look at her in surprise.

"Are you alright?" Finland wondered as he handed her a tissue.

"Did you get sick or something?" Denmark chimed in as he checked her temperature, which was normal as he could conclude.

"I am fine. I just think someone is gossiping about me, you know." She joked as the two looked at her in confusion.

"Weird."

"Yeah. Who would gossip about you?"

The country shrugged her shoulders, unsure what to answer them back.

'I just hope it's not Belarus scheming something! I already said I have no interest in Russia!' (Y/n) thought in fear, but tried to brush that image out of her head.

"I dunno. By the way, I am off to meet up with Belgium and her brothers. Have fun staying at home."

"Stay safe!"

"Call us if you need anything!"

Before she could answer back, there was a knock on the door and (Y/n) went to open it.

"Yes? Huh?" She stopped while looking down at a bouquet with red roses while Sealand was grinning up at her.

"Happy Valentine's Day! Please be my Valentine!"

"Huh... Sealand..." She muttered in confusion as the boy stared at her.

Meanwhile, the country was partially right with her assumptions. Eight countries were talking about (Y/n), just not in the way she expected it to be.

"You?! What makes you think you are compatible for (Y/n)?!" America yelled, pointing at Russia. The two countries were never on good terms ever since the Cold War started, now with Valentine's Day being right around the corner, and both going after the same country things got much more tense.

"And I don't see what makes you think we are not. (C/n) and I do share some history with each other. Meanwhile, you are just a little kid compared to me. Why would she want you?" Russia laughed as America got into his face.

"And you creep her out! Weren't you the reason she isolated herself to begin with?! Also, my present is way better!"

Meanwhile, Germany was glaring at Italy, who was fawning over the present he had prepared for (Y/n), which was a painting he painted for her.

"Ve~ I am sure mia bella will love this! I can't wait for her saying yes to being my Valentine-"

"Hold up, Italy! Who said she will agree to be you Valentine! I have a gift for her as well." Germany interrupted the Italian, who frowned at his words.

"Because my present is just better. And besides, I am the one who is more of a passionate person than you are." Italy giggled as he saw Germany's face turn red in anger.

"That means nothing! My gift is just as good!"

"I have to disappoint you on the last part, mon ami Italy." France laughed as he held England back from chocking him.

"After all, I am the country of romance and love. She will definitely pick me." France boasted as the German and Italian glared at the man.

"You?! You pervert have absolutely no chance! Didn't you scare (Y/n) the last time you saw each other!"

"That was months ago!" France said with a red face.

"And besides, she would rather have a gentleman, like me."

The four started arguing among each other as Japan and China looked at them with unamused expressions.

"They are so loud, aiyah! Stupid Westerners." China exclaimed as he covered up his ears. Japan silently nodded his head.

"And this whole argument is useless as well. (Y/n) will definitely pick me. I always cook her good meals."

Now this was something Japan wouldn't stay silent on as he sent the older nation a glare.

"You? Aren't you too old for this? Besides, (Y/n) likes me more than you. We have a lot of common interests as well."

"You?! Don't make laugh, Japan! You can barely look her in the eyes, let alone confess anything! I will be her Valentine!"

"Dream on." The two Asian countries were about to start arguing as well, but got interrupted by Sealand walking into the living room, looking at all of them in confusion.

"Why are you old people arguing now?" The countries tensed up and looked back at the micronation, who was holding a box with some sweets inside.

"Nothing a kid like you should know about." Russia smiled, causing Sealand to shiver in fright.

"Stop scaring him. He is still a kid." Germany warned as Italy hid behind him. Sealand pouted at that when England spoke up.

"What did you need? You usually only come to me when you need something."

The micronation looked back at the former empire as the rest looked between them.

"Nothing much. Just wanted to say that France's idea on how to woo someone over worked. I just had to act cute, and got a Valentine and sweets from her." The other countries stared at him in confusion as France laughed.

"Well of course it will work when you listen to me! So, your little lady friend likes you back?"

"Hold up! Since when do you have a crush?" England questioned as America and China chimed in.

"We could have totally helped you out, dude!"

"Besides, I am the oldest around here. If anyone knows how to treat a woman, that would be me." Que Japan rolling his eyes at China.

"Nah. I was fine like this. And Ms. (C/n) didn't say directly she likes me back, but she gave me sweets and said the flowers were nice." Sealand said as the countries froze in their spots.

"(Y/n)... you asked her out?" Italy asked as his face got pale.

"Yup! In a few years she might agree to be my Valentine for real! But for now, the sweets she gave me will do.' Sealand cheered as he left the room.

Immediately after he left, Japan took his phone out to call (Y/n), which was an action that didn't go unnoticed by Italy, China, and America.

"Hey! Put her on speaker!"

"She is making a huge mistake! She can't wait for Sealand to grow up God knows when!"

"Ve~ I am a way better pick!"

Meanwhile, Russia, Germany, and England were glaring daggers at France, who was both mad and frightened.

"I will give you 10 seconds, da?"

"You are too kind, I am giving him 5 seconds."

"Both of you gits are wrong! Kill him now!"

"Wait! I had no idea who he liked!"

Meanwhile, with (Y/n)....

Belgium pouted as she declined Japan's call for the 5th time while Luxembourg looked at her in amusement.

"You know, she will find out what you did, big sis."

"I am fine with her knowing. As long as her and Netherlands get together, I am saying this was a worth sacrifice."

The two siblings looked back at the said 2 countries. One looked like struggling to say coherent sentences, while the other one had his usual stoic look.

"It doesn't look all too well." Luxembourg chuckled as Belgium sighed in frustration.

"Don't worry! I am sure big brother will catch on to it and be the perfect gentleman! He even bought her hot chocolate." Belgium smiled as the two silently looked at (Y/n) and Netherlands. The girl's face was a dark shade of red as Netherlands stared at her intensely.

"You know...."

Luxembourg and Belgium held their breaths as the oldest spoke up.

"That hot chocolate costed me around 4 euros. Please pay it back when you can."

The two watched in disbelief as he said that and (Y/n) started to scramble for her wallet.

"O-oh! Sure, no worries!"

"Is he nuts?!" Belgium silently yelled as Luxembourg stared at his brother in annoyance.

"Money rules the world for him..."

[ros3ybabe]

Day 11 - 90 Day Challenge 🎀

Yesterday (11-25) was kind of productive? I ended up working a 5 hour shift at my job instead of the 8 hour one I was supposed to which by no means upset me because I still made money either way. I tried to get some stuff done beforehand but I honestly just took the morning for rest. I also go back to work this morning as well so I'm really happy to get back to routine.

🏋‍♀️ Physical Health

took a 30+ minute walk around campus before I had to go to work

walked 9778 steps total

ate a really good salad with tomato, cucumber, romaine, shredded carrots, and balsamic vinegrette. (who knew balasamic vinegrette was so yummy!)

drank half a liter of essentia electrolyte water

stopped eating breakfast when I was comfortably satisfied and didn't push past my limits

ate 2 servings of fruit + 1 serving of almonds + 1 serving of cashews (so yummy, cashews and almonds for the win)

🧠 Mental Health

nothing that I can remember at the moment

❤️ Emotional Health

some more retail therapy. bought myself some oversized t shirts online to use as gym shirts/everyday shirts. I may be plus size but I still love me an big comfy t shirt, especially to workout. I think I bought 11 or 12 shirts? cost me 90$ USD.

📚 Intellectual Health

does it count if I said I did a lot of budgeting for what I was buying?

because otherwise, nothing else

🏘 Adulting

worked a 5 hour shift

phone call + zoom call with my boyfriend

took care of some laundry I had previously washed (still have more to take care of)

🥰 Self Love/Care

morning skincare

that's about it, but I think the walk helped my anxiety, and retail therapy always feels like self love because I used to feel guilty for buying myself stuff

Yesterday was a good day for sure. Today, my goals are to make it through my work shift, complete my reflection paper that's due tomorrow night, drink one liter of essentia electrolyte water, answer a journal prompt, and set myself up for tomorrow morning (I have a 730am class on Mon and Wed, so I gotta be up bright and early tomorrow!)

My Mondays are always so busy. Here's a little breakdown for those who are curious:

Wake up early, get ready, coffee, skincare, pack school bag, set out work stuff

Class at 730am to 845am

class from 9am to 1015am

quick snack at the dining hall at 1025am

review homework/tasks for the week

gym from 11am to 1215pm

walk home

shower, eat something proteiny, get ready for work

walk to work 130pm

work from 2pm to 10pm

get home, change/shower, zoom boyfriend

go to sleep by 11ish pm

I love Mondays tho, the routine always sets me up for the week!

Anywho, that's all for now!

Til next time, lovelies 🩷

[rosie-b]

20 questions for Fic Writers

Thanks for tagging me @aidanchaser! 🩷

1. How many works do you have on AO3?

27 fics.

2. What's your total AO3 word count?

201,097! (Wow, the last time I checked it was closer to 100k lol)

3. What fandoms do you write for?

Only Miraculous Ladybug so far!

4. What are your top 5 fics by kudos?

From most to least kudos, they are:

1. "Camembert" and Other Magic Words 2. Stealing Freedom 3. A Catching Sickness 4. Married in Black (know that she loves you back 5. A Blessed Curse

5. Do you respond to comments? Why or why not?

I try to respond to every comment I get, though I'm slow in my responses sometimes. I value getting comments, so responding to them is a way I show my gratitude!

6. What's the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending?

I don't write angsty endings; I've never really liked them! That said, home is where the fight is leaves our heroes in a pretty precarious situation, though it's implied that they'll win in the end.

7. What's the fic you wrote with the happiest ending?

*stares at my wall of HEA fics and asks them to answer for me*

The Overheating of Adrien's Brain, maybe? Adrien's pretty happy in that one!

8. Do you get hate on fics?

I've never gotten any serious hate, no. A couple of demanding fans and people who forgot to read the tags, but beyond that, nothing! (May it stay like that forever 🙏)

9. Do you write smut? If so, what kind?

Nope! I don't read or write smut. It makes me uncomfortable, but it's fine for others to enjoy, of course!

10. Do you write crossovers? What's the craziest one you've written?

I don't write crossovers; my brainrot is caused purely by Miraculous Ladybug, so there's no need! I enjoy reading other people's crossovers occasionally though.

11. Have you ever had a fic stolen?

Not that I know of! I don't think any of mine have ever gotten popular enough for that lol

12. Have you ever had a fic translated?

Nope! But it would be cool if it happened someday.

13. Have you ever co-written a fic before?

No, honestly I don't know how that function even works on AO3.

14. What's your all-time favourite ship?

The lovesquare! I've been a fan of many media and ships that could have dragged me into fandom, but none of them were powerful enough until I came across Miraculous Ladybug. I went from 0 to 100 pretty fast after that lol

15. What's a WIP you want to finish, but doubt you ever will?

Growing Fangs. (But I will finish it someday!!!!) I have so much lore for it in my head but it's so hard to connect to the published chapters, which are set a decade before the actual plot. Why I did this to myself I will never know!

16. What are your writing strengths?

I've gotten compliments on my dialogue, characterization, and overall writing style, which is nice!

17. What are your writing weaknesses?

Imagery my beloathed!! I don't quite have aphantasia, but it's hard for me to picture stuff in my head, so trying to write good descriptions is always a challenge for me. The words are words all right, but do they form a picture in someone's head? I can never tell.

18. Thoughts on writing dialogue in another language for a fic?

I think as long as it feels natural and has a translation in the notes or at the end of the fic, it's fine!

19. First fandom you wrote for?

Miraculous Ladybug! My first true obssession 🥰

20. Favourite fic you've ever written?

All of them?

I have a lot of fun writing my crack fics, like Erinnerungn't and A Catching Sickness. I also really enjoyed writing "Camembert" and Other Magic Words and A Blessed Curse, and puzzling out True Blue's plot has been a lot of fun!

Thanks again for the tag! 💕

I will no-pressure tag @mostmagical @lady-de-mon-coeur @miabrown007 @wackus-bonkus-maximus and @coffeebanana!

[delarverie]

hi again mon!! >:D first i dont mind if you answer my asks publicly so dw about that! but second i read those poems you recommended and theyre SO GOOD!!! i really love the bittersweet ocean motifs in we were all to be queens!! but the one by alejandra pizarnik is def my fave so far; the way she describes the loneliness and longing of the night while also making it feel so endless...it captures the feeling of an all-nighter SO WELL im going INSANE! ik you said gabriela mistral is one of your fave poets, so who are your other faves? and what themes do you usually like to see in poetry? :D

hi xiao!!!!!^_^ okie okie :3c

IM SO HAPPY YOU LIKE THEM YAYYYYYY gabriela is so talented and ughhhhh alejandra is. i have no words for her i love her work so so so good!!!!!! there's this poem called extracción de la piedra de la locura? or something like that........ i have to look it up :] i'm sure you'd love it!!!!!!!!

there's pablo neruda but i Hate that guy JWBJFBFJJ there's only one poem i like from him and it's called "walking around". the first lines make me go insane!!!!!! my fav poets at the moment are gabriela mistral, cristina peri rossi, alejandra pizarnik, teresa willms montt and silvina ocampo :] all of them talented women🩷

my fave poems are about memory, the ocean and the way women describe their love for other women. it gets me everytime :]

[jinhyun]

I haven't been on tumblr lately just cause I've been in a funk and busy but to answer your question, Id want another member, I live for drama and want some angst somehow. Hope youve been doing well mon ❤️

this answer doesn't surprise me at all if i'm honest, you did not disappoint 😌

thank youuu, i hope you've been doing great! i've missed you around here 🩷

[ssaaaronmontgomery]

Mon I think Aaron got a pair of old man (dilf) style reading glasses and at first he’s embarrassed to wear them with the team bc he knows Morgan or Dave will tell him he’s getting old BUT when he wears them at work he notices you get unable to focus in the team meeting and you’re all dazed basically until he takes them off and tucks them away but bonus point that this interaction makes him feel very desired and wanted 😵‍💫 and maybe he’ll show them off to you in private later 🤫

The Glasses

Warnings: Pining?? Sort of?? Maybe idk. Nothing smutty but there are some implications. This is like borderline nsfw? Maybe??

Word count: 1.1k

Pairing: Aaron Hotchner x gn!bau!reader

A/n: Omg yes. We love dilf glasses on Hotch. He already looks so pretty and desirable but something about glasses on him is different and I need it. I wouldn't say this fic is necessarily nsfw. But I might be willing to write a part two where it becomes smutty. I'll leave this as sfw unless I come to the conclusion that it should be marked otherwise.

Tags: @criminalskies

Forever tags: @greg-montgomery @boredelle

You're completely distracted and it's all his fault. Him and his downright slutty glasses. The first time you saw him wearing them it was a very brief sighting as he had taken them off after just a few seconds of you being in the room. And ever since then you craved to see him wearing those glasses again. They often made an appearance in some of the very inappropriate fantasies you have about your boss. They'd even worked their way into your dreams at night.

The case the team is currently working has been dragging on for a couple of days now and you've gotten basically nowhere with it. The fact that you're sitting across from Hotch as he reads a file with his glasses on is not helping you concentrate on the case in the slightest. And it's stirring something up deep inside you the more you stare at him. Aaron wearing those glasses and looking all serious as he reads is making you very horny if you're being totally honest.

"Y/l/n? Y/l/n. Y/n." You hear Hotch speak your name in a stern tone and you feel his hand grasp yours and he squeezes it. You snap out of your trance. "Hmm? Yeah, what is it, Hotch?" He furrows his brows as he looks at you and pulls his hand away now that he has your attention. "Are you okay? You've been distracted. Every time we sit here looking through files, you seem to be distracted. Is something going on? Are you alright?" Concern is clear in his voice.

What you want to say is "No, I'm not alright. I'm horny and it's your fault because you're wearing dilf glasses that make me want you more than ever. You're very distracting and if you don't put them away right now I'll launch myself over this table and kiss you before dragging you to my hotel room." But you figure that's not really the best thing to say to your boss right now. So you settle for giving him a smile and a nod before looking back down at the file in front of you as you try to force yourself not to look at the beautiful man sitting across from you.

You stare down at the papers but even though you're not looking at him anymore, you still aren't actually focusing on the words on the page because you're so concentrated on not looking back up at Hotch to steal another glance at those glasses. Though eventually you can't help it and do it anyway. You can't really stop yourself as you look back to him.

The glasses perched on the bridge of his nose as he scowles down at his papers. You sigh out loudly by accident. No one else is really paying attention to you aside from Emily and Derek sending each other smirks when they notice just why you're so out of it. But the loud sigh makes Aaron look at you again. His glasses are down far enough that he's looking over the top of them to make eye contact with you.

"Y/n, are you sure you're fine?" He asks, sounding even more concerned now.

"What? Yeah, I'm fine. Just a bit tired is all."

He stays silent as he observes you for a moment before nodding and going back to his reading.

This continues as the team starts throwing ideas around. Aaron keeps an eye on you throughout it and he knows your excuse of being tired, while partially true, is definitely not the main reason for your behaviour and he just can't pinpoint exactly what it is. But he realises it must have something to do with him as you can't keep your eyes off of him, and only him. You're not having this problem with any of the other team members. Not Derek, not JJ, not anyone but him.

He goes back to your previous statement about being tired once everyone goes back to sifting through the numerous number of old reports and files from the precinct as you all try to come up with a group of suspects.

Hotch speaks up when he feels your eyes on him again. "Would you like me to get you a coffee? I know what they have here isn't very good, but it might wake you up a bit." He glances up at you as he waits for your response. "Yeah, sure. That's probably just what I need."

He nods and stands, in the process he removes his glasses and sets them down on the table. He notices how your eyes follow the glasses and that's when pieces start coming together in his mind. He figures he'll test it out when he comes back.

He leaves and comes back a few minutes later with your cup of coffee and sets it down in front of you. You thank him and he nods then sitting back down. This time, leaving his glasses off. In fact, he actually puts them away so they're out of sight entirely.

This seems to change things. You're more focused on the work. You still give him the occasional glance but you're not full on staring at him with drool practically spilling out of your mouth like you had been earlier.

He leaves the glasses put away and he tries his best to read without them like he used to. He'd known he had needed glasses long ago but he refused to wear them because he didn't want his age to show. He knew he would get some teasing remarks about it from Dave and Morgan. But eventually, it got to the point where he could hardly do the reading part of his job. So he reluctantly had his eyes checked and soon he was wearing glasses that made it far easier to read.

He didn't like the glasses in the slightest. They made him feel old and he didn't like that. But the way you looked at him when he was wearing them, that did something to him. It made him want to wear them.

Unable to work without them, he gets them back out and puts them on. It's hard not to notice the way you immediately look back up from your work. He pretends not to see it.

Over the next half hour you can't help but watch him like he's the most interesting thing you've ever seen. You're fixated on him. And now he is sure it's the glasses that are doing it. He has to bite back a smile. Knowing you apparently find him so attractive with them on makes him feel good inside. He doesn't understand why you would like it, but it's extremely clear that it's doing something for you. He's tempted to show up at your hotel room later to explore this further and see just how much you like them.

[ssaaaronmontgomery]

Morning, Mon

I'm thinking about after Hotch was in the bombing in Mayhem and lost some of his hearing, with reader who would be careful to always be on the side of his 'good' ear, or always really enunciate their words and try to speak with their mouth clearly in front of him since he has to rely on lipreading a bit more these days. Plus! they would totally show Jack to do the same since he loves to babble happily to his dad, but he sometimes misses what's being said. Being hotch though he's always too embarrassed to admit when he needs help or can't hear.

Have a blessed day, Beautiful

A Helping Hand

Warnings: Hearing loss, brief mention of the bombing, Hotch being too proud to ask for help (but eventually does), fluff.

Word count: 806

Pairing: Aaron Hotchner x gn!reader

A/n: Oh yes yes!! This is one of the more recent ones I've seen when rewatching some of CM. It might be less of a fic?? Idk. BUT I'm posting it as one anyway 😌. Sorry if this isn't exactly what you wanted </3. I hope it's still enjoyable though :) This one was also not proofread so I apologise if there are any mistakes.

Forever tags: @greg-montgomery @boredelle @hotchsdoormat @ssahotchnerr @criminalskies @beardedhotchh @hotchnerbau @mrs-ssa-hotch @ssamorganhotchner (let me know if you want to be added🫶)

After the bombing and Aaron losing some of his hearing in one ear you've tried to be considerate of his new situation and how he lives now. You know he doesn't always catch everything that's being said to or around him but you also know he hates asking for people to speak louder and more clearly because of his hearing.

You've taken it upon yourself to do whatever you can to help him. And if everyone thought you liked being around him before, they should see you now. You're by his side almost constantly when you're on cases. It started when you noticed Aaron furrowing his brows even more and trying to lean in and turn his head so he could hear the officer more clearly, whether he realised he was doing it or not. When he still looked puzzled as to what was said you had walked over to him and made sure you repeated the officer's words into Hotch's good ear. He thanked you, though he did seem a bit embarrassed that you'd had to do that for him.

Hotch needs some extra care and consideration right now and though you know he hates needing extra help, or any help for that matter, he does need it. And you're happy to help him however you can. You're stuck to his side often. Even outside of work.

When everything happened and Aaron was spending time at home more, you visited every day if there wasn't a case. The first couple times you were there, you noticed Jack rambling about everything that popped into his head but Aaron was clearly not catching most of what was being said. He was trying to see the boy's face which was directed downwards as he played with his toys. Aaron would hum and nod even though he wasn't getting most of it.

When Aaron stood up to get you all a snack, you explained in a very nice and simple way to Jack that his dad can't hear very well right now. That it will help Aaron if he can see his mouth when he speaks and that it's best to speak as clearly as he can. "You understand what I'm saying, bug?" He nodded and said everything back to you so you knew he understood what you meant. For such a young child he was very intelligent and very understanding. He made sure to do just what you'd explained and you could see the look on Aaron's face when he was able to hear so much more of what the boy said to him.

Aaron didn't know you'd said this to his son. But if he knew, he'd have been very grateful regardless of the embarrassment he'd have felt. Because knowing what his son loves and wants to tell him all about is far more important to him than anything else.

Whenever Aaron was on the plane you always sat next to him, making sure to be on the side of his good ear. He noticed this after the first few times. He never mentioned it, though you knew he'd figured it out quickly.

He appreciated it. You always made sure he was fully informed and aware of what was happening. If someone threw an idea into the open and he looked a little lost, you would repeat it in his good ear. Or if you hadn't realised he missed something he would look to you and if you made eye contact he leaned in a little closer to you and you'd tell him then. Or if you hadn't been looking at him he would give you a slight nudge to get your attention. He was starting to get more comfortable asking for help, but only with you. He still wouldn't ask anyone else.

Everyone tried to be mindful and considerate. But they didn't go to the extent that you did.

Aaron's new situation was frustrating and irritating to him. It caused him more stress than he already had, which you knew was quite a bit. Sometimes it would overwhelm him and you were always there to pull him back down and comfort him. You were always there for him to lean on for support. He knew you didn't do all of this out of pity, but rather out of love and care and understanding for him.

There were a couple of times that he came to you in need of a shoulder to cry on. Both times it was mostly about him being afraid he'd never hear the same and that he would miss things he had taken for granted when he could hear them. He wasn't embarrassed around you anymore, especially not about this. He knew he could always come to you for support and he was always thanking you for how much you've helped him.

[ssaaaronmontgomery]

what about Aaron forgetting his gf’s birthday but his team has all remembered and put something together because they adore her and he just feels dreadful so of course he has to make it up to you in 100 different ways

It's Your Birthday?

Warnings: Slight angst? (Aaron is basically feeling guilty), fluff, ever so slightly suggestive but nothing is nsfw.

Word count: 1.2k

Pairing: Aaron Hotchner x fem!reader

A/n: Aw :( Aaron would feel so so bad if he forgot your birthday. I don't know if I like the way it turned out :,) but I did my best and I hope you like it! Also if anyone wants to be added to my forever tags just let me know :)

Tags: @hotchnerbau (babes idk if you wanted to be tagged I literally forget who I mention these to so if someone wanted to be tagged and wasn't, I apologise)

Forever tags: @greg-montgomery @boredelle @hotchsdoormat

Aaron felt like he was missing something. Like there was something happening today that he was either unaware of entirely, or that he'd forgotten something. And he has no idea what it could be.

All day people had smiled at him, just members of the team. But a couple of them mentioned to him that "you must have something really special planned tonight" and JJ specifically said "If you want me to take Jack for the night I'd love to! My boys have been asking for another sleepover with him anyway." Anyway. Anyway? Something was implied and he wasn't sure what. It seemed so out of the blue.

Throughout the day Aaron forgets about how off he feels. He's shut in his office and after a number of hours there's a knock on the office door.

Penelope walks in.

"Sir! Hi! Quick question! What colour does y/n prefer? Does she have a favourite?" His brows furrow as confusion takes over him but he answers Garcia's question and then asks "Why do you ask?" She just grins at him "Oh, sir. You know!" No, he doesn't. But she leaves before he can ask anything else. He ponders momentarily before pushing the thoughts away and going back to his reports.

Another couple hours went by, he had closed the blinds and kept the door shut. But when he hears some sort of commotion outside his office, he quickly stands and opens the door.

He's met with party decorations all over the bullpen and you standing there with a huge smile on your face.

He makes his way down the steps and walks over to you standing with his team members.

"Honey, what are you doing here? What's going on? What is all of this?" The last two questions are directed more towards his team.

You look at him a bit confused as does everyone else. "We're throwing y/n a birthday party, sir! It's her birthday!" Penelope says excitedly but you look at him with a slight frown.

He looks back at you "It's not your-"

Aaron cuts himself off and stands there for a few seconds as he realises that it is, in fact, your birthday. And guilt immediately overtakes him. He feels terrible for forgetting. And the fact that his team remembered when he didn't, made him feel even worse.

"Oh, oh Sweetheart I'm so sorry. I forgot. I didn't...I must have just..." He trails off and looks down. He doesn't want to give you some excuse for his lack of remembering your birthday. "I'm sorry, y/n, really." He looks back up and he expects you to be upset, but he's met with a small smile.

"It's alright, Aaron. Don't worry about it. You know now. It's fine." You step closer and kiss his cheek, a kiss he doesn't feel like he deserves. Then he receives a warm hug from you but you're being pulled away by Garcia seconds later, something about cake and some gifts needing to be opened.

Gifts. Gifts! He didn't have a present for you. There was an empty desk with presents from the team on it and none were from him. He didn't have one at home. This all completely slipped his mind. He's internally scolding himself but he puts on a little smile every time you look at him.

He starts thinking of ways he can make it up to you. Of course, one option would be taking JJ up on her earlier offer and giving you a fun birthday night. But he wants to give you more than that. He's thinking more on the material side of things. Jewelry immediately pops into his head. He has a necklace hidden away for your upcoming anniversary (upcoming as in six months away, ever the planner aside from this one time) but it's meant for that day and there's even a card written with it about the anniversary. Not your birthday. And you already know that he's forgotten now. He can't play it off like he already had the necklace as a birthday gift.

He watches you open all of your presents. One from each member of the team (apart from him) but there are at least five from Penelope. Which doesn't surprise anyone, really.

He's watching your face light up as you see each new item and read each card, all having meaningful words written in them. You weren't on the team. You're a civilian. But the team loves you like family and you're close friends with them all. You see them as much as possible given their work and their lives outside of it.

"Aaron, look!" He smiles as you hold up the book that Reid gifted you. "You'll have to read it to me." You grin as you read the summary on the back of it. In his head he agrees. He'll do anything you want, especially now to make up for his lack of remembering your special day.

After cake and chatting with everyone, you go to Aaron's office when you see he's not out there. Leaving the rest of the team to enjoy the small party.

He's alone and sitting at his desk staring at nothing but he looks up at you when you walk in. "Aaron? What's wrong? If this is about forgetting what today is, it's really not a big deal. You don't need to feel so bad about it, baby. Really." He hates how sweet and forgiving you're being. The fact that you're not even slightly upset about it. That you're so understanding. But he knows he would be just as understanding if it was the other way around and you'd forgotten his.

"No, y/n. It's not okay. I forgot your birthday. I didn't do anything for it, I didn't get you anything, I didn't even remember to wish you a happy birthday this morning before leaving. Everyone except me remembered and even threw a party for you." You know he's eating himself up inside.

Walking around his desk and standing in front of him, you lean back against the wood and sit on the edge of it. Grabbing his hands and looking at him with a stern expression. "Aaron, don't beat yourself up over this. There will be more birthdays. And you don't need to get me anything. I don't care if I get presents or not. I'm fine with not doing anything special for today either way. But you can wish me a happy birthday now." You give him a kiss on the forehead and smile at him which he returns with the best one he can give, still feeling guilty inside.

"Happy birthday, y/n." He gives your hands a gentle squeeze. "But I still want to make it up to you." You think for a moment. "Okay. How about dinner? All I've had was cake because that's all there was here. Jack is with Jessica right now because she picked him up from school but I'm sure he wants to go to JJ and Will's for a sleepover. And you can make it up to me however I see fit." You tell him the last part with a smirk as you grab his tie and pull him to you, making him stand in the process. Slotting himself between your legs as you give him a slow kiss.

"I think that sounds like a good way to start."

[ssaaaronmontgomery]

Can I get Hotch accompanying a very nervous/anxious reader to the hospital? Either they’ve fallen sick at work or had an accident in the field but basically they shyly ask hotch to come with because he’s so sweet and kind and good at holding their hand when they need it ♥️

Hospitals

Warnings: Hospitals, injured ankle, reader feels a bit anxious, Hotch being sweet 🤭

Word count: 568

Pairing: Aaron Hotchner x gn!reader (no pronouns used)

A/n: Hehe yes my love<33. I'm not entirely happy with how this came out but I'm not entirely disappointed in the outcome either 😂. This was not proofread so there may be some mistakes.

Forever tags: @greg-montgomery @boredelle @hotchsdoormat @ssahotchnerr @criminalskies @beardedhotchh @hotchnerbau (I think I got you all 😂🩷)

The unsub had been successfully caught. The only issue was that you'd stumbled when you tackled him and twisted your ankle in the process. And it hurts like hell. No one had really noticed it during the take down.

Hospitals sort of freaked you out a bit. You didn't really like the idea of going to the hospital in the first place, let alone going by yourself. So who better to ask than Aaron Hotchner? Someone you've always been able to rely on since starting at the BAU and has for some reason always had a soft spot for you.

You'd been limping and wincing as you made your way over to Hotch. He was talking to Rossi about something so of course you waited patiently. Even though this definitely does not call for patience on your end.

Dave notices you first and points to you, causing Aaron to turn and face you. "Hotch uh, I sort of fell and um...could you come to the hospital with me please? I think I messed up my ankle. I don't want to go by myself." You mumbled it shyly. Upon hearing this, Hotch immediately had concern written all over his features. He moved closer and put a hand on your lower back then looked to see which leg you were currently favouring over the other. Supporting most of your weight on one foot. He moved your arm around his neck and helped support you with his arm now wrapped around your shoulders.

"Of course. Can you walk to the SUV?" You give him a small nod. Neither of you thought it really called for using the ambulance when there was at least one injury that was far worse than yours.

After telling Rossi to inform the team of what was going on, Hotch helped you get in the backseat and into a good position before driving you to the nearest hospital. It was a local case so he knew exactly where he was going.

Once you'd made it to the hospital and you had been placed in a room awaiting the results of the x-ray, Aaron could see how nervous you were about being there. He didn't know why and he didn't want to pry for information. So instead he gently grabbed your hand and squeezed it, offering a small smile.

"How are you doing? Apart from the ankle."

"I'm alright. I'm just nervous. Hospitals...they aren't really my thing, you know?" Hotch gives a sympathetic nod and another gentle squeeze. "I understand that. Is there anything I can do to help?" You look away for a moment as you think and then turn back to him. "Could I have a hug?" He gives you a slightly bigger smile this time and leans in close to wrap his arms around you. "You can always have a hug, y/n." You both stay like this for a few seconds and then he pulls back, taking your hand in his again.

"Any better?"

"Very much. Thank you, Hotch. For coming here and sitting with me. And putting me at ease. You didn't have to but thank you for doing it anyway."

"I didn't have to, but I wanted to. I'm glad to."

Exchanging smiles once again, you're feeling much better now. Aaron has a way of calming you down and you're always grateful that he's willing to do so without hesitation.

[ssaaaronmontgomery]

happy happy happy Friday! I’m feral for defensive!hotch coming to reader’s side when a big bad local deputy is being a prick and he’s able to defuse the previously very irate little man without even raising his voice but he’s still so commanding and reader is just like 😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫 trying not to drop to their knees for him after bc he-llo daddy.

I love defensive!hotch hehe 🤭

This post is nsfw minors DNI*

Aaron is protective of you and will defend you even if you don't really need him to. Whenever he comes to your defense it always makes you want to just ↓ drop to show him how much you love it 🤭.

And the way he can intimidate people without even raising his voice?? I bet he could intimidate someone without even speaking to them. Just standing there all 🙎🏻‍♂️

I would definitely make my way to his room that night to 🧎‍♀️ thank him 🤭🤭. Blowing Aaron as a thank you? Yes please. I think he would enjoy that very much 😌.

He definitely noticed what it did to you to see him like that. It would be pretty hard not to because you can't act normal when he does 😂. He reads you so well. He acts that way on purpose just to see you squirm. He's smirking to himself about it when the deputy leaves and Aaron turns away to go back to whatever he had been previously doing.

You know he knows what's going through your mind but if you confronted him he would act innocent. At first. But then he would relay every single time he made you squirm for him and how he made it happen. He knows what gets you off. And it's literally just him and everything he does or says.

If you end up with his cock down your throat (you definitely do) he praises you for it too 🤭. He loves praising you. He's coming to your defense constantly from them on even if you don't need it. He already did but now it could be over the smallest thing.

[ssaaaronmontgomery]

Sooo i saw those promts and immediately fell in loveee. Just imagine a heated argument between hotch and reader with “why do you even care?” and “because i care about you, okay!?” Like inagineee the feelings😩😩

Caring

Warnings: Angst, hurt/comfort, fluff, mentions of sweet Jack bug, Aaron feeling bad :/, some pining?, nothing past friendship though, happy ending!, I think that's all!

Word count: 2k

Pairing: Aaron Hotchner x gn!bau!reader

A/n: Ohhhhh yes!! Yes yes!! I wrote this about Aaron feeling like he's not there for Jack enough as he grows up so I hope that's fine! I'm not really sure I made it angsty but more hurt/comfort maybe? I hope you like it 🫶.

Forever tags: @greg-montgomery @boredelle @hotchsdoormat @ssahotchnerr @criminalskies @beardedhotchh @hotchnerbau @ssamorganhotchner @mrs-ssa-hotch @canuck-eh @luvehotch @callm3c0nfus3d @ivyflowers13

Hotch: @14buddy22 @pastanoodles11 @htchnr

Let me know if you want to be added to my tags🫶.

Aaron has a tendency to keep everything locked inside. Everyone knows it. You wish he would talk to you, or at least talk to someone, but to your knowledge he never really has.

You know he's not okay. The entire team knows it. You don't know what exactly is eating at him so badly but you know there's something going on whether it's his home life or his work life. The last few days he has come into the office only to shut himself in and not talk to anyone unless he really had to. When he did talk he kept the conversations as short as possible.

Rossi tried to talk to him but Aaron shut him out just the same. You decided you would try. You had always been closer with Hotch when it came to understanding each other whether words were spoken or not. It was always easy to tell when the other wasn't alright. Not that he ever talked to you when he wasn't, but you always let him know he could if he wanted or needed to. You would pat his shoulder or squeeze his hand. Once you even hugged him and he was tense during it but still welcomed the embrace and managed to relax into it slightly.

You planned it out a little. You would stay late, or at least until everyone else left aside from Hotch of course, and then you would go to him. You would try to console him and help him through whatever was going on inside that head of his.

Once everyone has gone home for the night you make your way to Hotch's office and knock which, as always, is met with a 'come in' that is muffled by the closed door.

You open the door and step in then close it behind yourself. He immediately looks up from the papers on his desk and meets your eyes. He wasn't really working. You don't know exactly how you knew but you just knew. It almost looked like he had been crying before you came in, but you couldn't be sure about that. It was darker in the office than he normally kept it. He looks a little...lost. He just looks sad or like he's carrying something inside that he doesn't know how to deal with.

"How can I help you, y/l/n?" His voice is cold as it usually is.

You walk closer and sit down in the chair across from him. You don't hesitate. You want to know what seems to be tearing him up inside. So you ask him.

"Hotch, what's going on? What's wrong?" Your voice is soft but you're direct about this.

"Nothing is wrong, y/n. I'm fine. Everything is fine." It's empty. The words are empty. He doesn't mean them. You always know when he doesn't really mean what he says and he knows it. Why he still chooses to do it, to lie, you're not entirely sure because you both know it is pointless to lie to the other.

"Hotch, you're shutting everyone out and shutting yourself in. You've been short with everyone, even Penelope and you almost never get upset with her. You are staying even later than you normally do, which definitely says something because sometimes it already seems like you never leave. You yelled at Derek and Emily for joking around like they always do, you never yell at them you just tell them to focus but it is always calm and stern. This time you yelled. You couldn't be more obvious about this, Aaron." You always use his first name when it's something personal and between the two of you. You both use each other's first names when you're trying to get a point across. Neither of you are sure about when that started.

"Y/n, I'm fine. Really. I just have a lot of extra work to do right now. That's all." Once again, he's lying. Every word right there was a lie.

"Aaron, come on. Stop lying to me."

"Stop profiling me."

"Why won't you let me help you?"

"I don't need your help." That hurt you for some reason you're not sure of right now. You brush it off for now.

"What is going on? Aaron, you're not okay and we know it. You need to talk to us, to someone. Let me help you, please. I want to be here for you."

"Why do you even care?" He shoots back harshly.

"Because I care about you, okay?!"

All of these words were rushed between you both and hardly thought out before being said. You just yelled at him and that was the last thing you meant to do. He yelled first, but he's hurting and you understand that. You're excusing him raising his voice but you are internally scolding yourself for raising yours. All you want is to help him. You divert your eyes from him and look down.

"I care about you, Aaron. I'm sorry I yelled." It's a whisper.

When you look back up at him, his gaze is soft and gentle. "It's okay. I shouldn't have yelled either. You're just trying to help and...I'm being stubborn." You chuckle at that. "That's nothing new, Aaron." He smiles a little at you. You were known to joke about his stubborn and cold attitude around the BAU from time to time, he knows it but he doesn't mind.

"Aaron, please? Talk to me? I do care about you and I just want to help you or at least do what I can to try." Your voice is no longer a whisper but it's still soft and more on the quiet side. Aaron sighs and rubs his eyes a little. "It's about Jack." That immediately raises alarms in your mind and you're more concerned now.

"What's wrong? Is he okay?" Aaron can see the worry etched into your face and he understands that maybe he shouldn't have started with that.

"Jack is fine. It's more about...I feel like I'm not a good father to him." Another sigh escapes Hotch and he is now holding his head in his hands. You think you can understand why he would be thinking this. He is away very often, but you know he's still an amazing father. You've been around them both enough to know that.

"Aaron, why? You're a wonderful father. You love him so much and he knows you do. We all know you do. You do everything you can for him. I'm sure he knows that." He looks back up at you and he seems defeated. He still looks sad and lost with himself.

"But I'm hardly ever home with him. I'm not around as much as I want to be. I want to be able to help him figure life out as he grows up. I've missed important things in his life. I don't want him to grow up feeling like he had an absent father." You think you see tears in Aaron's eyes, something you've seen a few times during a few cases. It breaks your heart to see such a good man feeling like such a terrible dad.

"I think Jack understands. You've explained it to him, that the job takes you to many places. And he won't see you as a failed father. He sees you as his hero, Aaron. He looks at you like a real-life superhero. He understands that your job helps save people and even though he's just a seven year old boy, he supports it. He loves being able to talk about how awesome his dad is for saving people all the time." You offer Aaron a smile but he doesn't return it.

"How do you know all of this? He's never said all of that to me. Once he said I was a hero on Halloween, but not everything else."

"The playdates I've been over for and the dinners at Rossi's where the BAU kids were invited. Aaron, Jack loves you so much and he looks up to you." He smiles at that. Jack loves you too and often asks for you to come over to watch Spider-Man or to play with his action figures with him. He's a wonderful kid to be around.

"That's...that's really nice to know. It does help. But it doesn't change that I still feel like I'm missing out on more than is acceptable." He frowns again and looks down at his desk. You think for a moment and an idea comes to mind.

"I know it's hard to have a home life with the job we have and I also know that for you it's hard to get everything done in a reasonable amount of time because you have more to do. So I want you to let me help you a little more. A couple nights a week when we don't have any cases and I've finished my work for the day, I can stay a bit later and help you finish enough work to be able to go home to Jack before he's already asleep. How does that sound?" Your tone and expression are so kind and hopeful. You hope he takes you up on your offer, but you wouldn't be surprised if he didn't.

Aaron stays quiet for a moment and you can tell his mind is letting loads of throughts fly through it. Probably about how he shouldn't take advantage of you offering this or maybe how he thinks it's unfair to you. He wants to say yes but another part of him clearly wants to decline because helping him with some of the extra work he has isn't part of your job.

After about a minute of him considering what you've said he finally speaks. "Y/n, are you sure? It's not your responsibility. You really don't have to do this. I'm sure I could find a way to do this without taking up your time." "Aaron, I don't have anyone or anything to go home to at night aside from my bed and my TV. I'd rather stay a little later and help you go home to see Jack." He finally cracks a small smile and takes another moment to think before ultimately nodding.

"Okay. But only a couple nights. I don't want to take you away from your time to relax." You nod in return before responding. "I think we'll all be able to relax as long as the boss man isn't snapping at people or shutting himself in all the time anymore." His smile widens when you call him 'boss man'. He's always thought the nickname was a little funny but he wouldn't tell anyone that. "Don't worry. I won't be yelling at anyone as much, I'm sure."

"You might want to apologise to Reid for when you went off on him about his physics magic the other day. I think you hurt his feelings." He chuckles and it's such a sweet sound to hear. "Yeah, I do feel bad about that. He really is starting to get some distance on those. He almost hit Strauss with one so I think that's why I yelled." You snort a little. "Would that have really been bad if he had hit her with one?" Aaron grins at you. "No, I think it really would've made everyone's day actually. Erin would have come down on me for it but I guess now that I think about it, it would have been worth it to see her expression and confusion about physics magic." Both of you laugh a little at the thought.

The deal you made started and you stayed later to help Hotch finish the extra work he had left to do. That night you were also invited to have dinner at the Hotchner house and you're pretty sure it was the best meal you had ever had. Filled with laughter and smiles. It was something that made your heart flutter. You're happy to help Aaron, especially when you know it means he and Jack both get to be much happier.

[ssaaaronmontgomery]

Prompt 123!! “Oh, did I scare you, big boy?”

hotch is just so big boy but I’ll leave allllll of the context up you you beautiful genius

BOO!

Warnings: Nothing other than fluff🤭🫶

Word count: 543

Pairing: Aaron Hotchner x gn!reader

A/n: He IS a big boy 🤭🤭. But somehow this became pure fluff and love. Rome thank you for sending this! Somehow Star Wars was brought in at the end 🤷‍♀️. Guess what I didn't do! Proofread. I didn't proofread once again.

Forever tags: @greg-montgomery @boredelle @hotchsdoormat @ssahotchnerr @criminalskies @beardedhotchh @hotchnerbau @ssamorganhotchner @mrs-ssa-hotch

Hotch: @14buddy22 @pastanoodles11

You and Aaron were out doing the shopping, something you loved doing with him because it felt so sweet and domestic. Bringing Jack along with you and being pulled around to look at toys and games he liked. Which is what just happened.

Jack pulled you away from Aaron so he could show you a Captain America toy that he wants and you'd told Aaron to continue on without you. "We'll be right back!" You called to him and he chuckled as he watched his son drag you with him hand in hand.

Normally it takes you at least 20 minutes to get away from the toys and back to Aaron but Jack already knew what he was looking for and he also had a sleepover later that he didn't want to be late for so it took less than half the time for him to grab the specific toy and start your journey back to Aaron.

Jack is pulling you again and then you stop him "Wait, bug. What if we surprise your dad?" "Like sneak up on him?" You nod and grin mischievously as does Jack.

You both start walking around, clearly looking suspicious to anyone watching. Looking around things to make sure Aaron wouldn't see you if that's where he was. Eventually you see him. He's facing away from you, seemingly trying to find something specific on the shelf.

You grin at Jack again and point. He looks where you're pointing and nods.

The two of you start tiptoeing towards Aaron as you try not to giggle and once you both get right up behind him "BOO!" now maybe, just maybe, you should've thought the idea of scaring an FBI agent through a little more. But luckily, Aaron knows it's you. Though that doesn't stop him from nearly jumping out of his skin as his entire body whips around. You and Jack clearly accomplished your mission.

"Jesus- you two-"

The two of you start laughing and Aaron sighs, closing his eyes as he runs his hand over his face.

"Oh, did we scare you, big boy?" Grinning at him, you continue giggling and he just groans slightly.

"What am I gonna do with you two? Who's idea was this?" Jack is quick to point his finger at you and you gasp dramatically as you put your hand over your heart as if it were wounded.

"You're a horrible influence on my son. You know that, right?" You know Aaron is only joking. He smiles and wraps an arm around you to pull you close to him. "Yeah, well. Maybe you'll get me back later." You return his smile and lean in giving him a kiss. "Oh I definitely will. Watch out. Jack and I will be getting you back when you least expect it." Jack giggles again and you look at him. "You wouldn't dare go to the dark side, would you Jack?"

"No, definitely not."

Aaron is quick to respond "Jack, I am your father. You will join me on the dark side." He makes his voice even deeper when he says it and grabs Jack, pulling him into his arms as Jack giggles uncontrollably. God, you love these two Hotchner boys. You wouldn't trade them for the world.

[ssaaaronmontgomery]

Can I request your thoughts on Aaron with a very touchy/clingy reader who always likes to be holding onto him? I think after being by himself for years he’d not know how to react at first but he loves it 🥰 I see him growing to almost need that touch himself

Mmmmm yes 🥺🥺🫶🫶

I love this dynamic with my entire heart.

You always want to be touching him. Whether it's just resting your head on his shoulder when you're next to him on the sofa or literally wrapped around him and actually clinging to him. And it's very...different for him. He's not used to it and when you first start dating and being with each other at your separate places you quickly get comfortable with touching him. One time he's standing in the kitchen doing dishes and you walk by him on your way to a cabinet or the refrigerator and as you pass him you brush your hand along his back and he stiffens at first 🥺. You don't notice it. And you don't notice the other times similar things like this happen. But he quickly realises you need to touch him whether it's a conscious thought in your head or not. It doesn't make him uncomfortable but it takes him a bit to get used to it. Because baby is TOUCH STARVED. And it's been so long since he's had this intimacy with anyone. But once he's gotten used to it he doesn't hesitate to do the same things back to you<3. He gives you many random touches and he always relaxes when you touch him randomly instead of tensing up like he did at first. When you first start holding onto him and clinging to him he's a little confused because no one ever did that this much with him "What are you doing?" "I'm holding you? Is that okay?" And he's a little shocked at first but of course he's okay with it! He loves that you want to hold him and be close to him even if it's unusual for him. He's happy to be close and this makes him feel so wanted and loved. And when he's away on a case 🥺 he misses you and your clingy nature so so much. He just wants to be around you and have you all over him. And when he gets to see you once he's home from the case he's grabbing you and holding you because he's missed your touch so badly<3. When he's with you and you aren't touching/clinging to him he instinctively moves closer and initiates touches. Or he just pulls you close to him and you immediately wrap around him and snuggle him 🥰🥰. He loves how touchy and clingy you are because it lets him know you love being close to him and you just love him so much<3

Please I WANT. I want this so so bad. 🥺🫶 Thank you for sending this you made my heart just 💓💕💞. I love Aaron with touchy/clingy reader 🤭❤️. Because it would be me if I had him.