Hotch: So, I Sat Down With Emily And Jack Around Dinner Yesterday

Bastian Pastewka and Anke Engelke, Germany’s most popular comedy duo. I love them so fucking much. Their friendship!! >>>>>>>>>>

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fics

doomed | hurt/comfort // healthy communication hotchniss aka emily and aaron have a Talk

twice, three times | angst // hotch mourns losing the second love of his life after losing the first one too

home again | angsty hurt/comfort // emily’s alone in paris missing what she was forced to leave behind

see you later | angsty // emily’s back and hotch leaves for witness protection

not like this | fluff // hotch and emily go undercover as a couple

blurbs

'another nightmare?' | hurt/comfort // emily has a nightmare and hotch is there to help her

‘i still find myself falling asleep with you on my mind’ | angst-ish? // drunk emily calls hotch but they’re exes and hotch is with beth

wips (slash ones i just keep talking about)

illcit affairs // inspired by the song by taylor swift. not finished yet but catch up on the snippets/details here and feel free to send any ideas/feedback!

also sticking this here bc i don’t have another home for it yet…

web weaves

hotchniss + illicit affairs

thomas: “hello my dear🥰”

the way I would die on the spot if he said that to me

AARON HOTCHNER + THE GREY SHIRT

when my wips ask where I'm at:

they're in love, your honor.

Pairing: Aaron Hotchner x BAU!Reader

Word count: 478

Warnings: none

Summary: You try to cheer Aaron up after a case.

This is my first try writing someone x reader, so this is definitely improvement worthy. Feedback is always appreciated!

You had just come back from a case this morning, the amount of paperwork on this one higher than usual. The outcome was good, all children have been saved, but the thoughts of what would have happened to them if they hadn’t found the unsub as fast as they did, plagued the team.

It’s time for your lunch break now and everyone is sitting at their desks, wanting nothing more than to finish their reports as soon as possible. You look up to your boss’s office. The blinds are open, but the door is closed, and you see him going over his paperwork too, signature frown on his face. The two of you get along well, occasionally getting the other a coffee or spending lunch breaks together. As you study him from your desk, you think about wanting to cheer him up and get his mind off of this case, at least for a bit. And admittedly, you wanted to get your mind off of it, too.

So, you grab your purse and head out the doors to the BAU to get some lunch, knowing he would not take a break if you didn’t force him to. You’re back with takeout from his favorite place near the building of the FBI about 10 minutes later and go straight to his office. If the others noticed you ignoring your desk and knocking on your boss’ door, they don’t say anything.

He invites you in, not looking up from the case files in front of him. “Hey,“ you say softly and he looks up at that, a hint of a smile on his face as he sees you standing in his doorway with a bag of takeout. “I thought we could both do with a short break. Have some lunch.“

He motions to his couch as his lips curve up in an appreciating smile, standing up and sitting down on the couch himself. Aaron Hotchner is a reserved person, but around you, he usually talks more. So, you talk about something you know he likes to talk about.

“Have you talked to Jack yet?“

He nods.

“How is he,“ you ask as you unpack your lunch. That is what gets him answering. The ice that usually doesn’t exist around you two has been broken.

You talk, eat and share a few laughs. From talking about Jack’s plans to go to the zoo this weekend to the latest gossip around the building, you talk about anything for almost close to an hour, your lunch breaks longer than they should be. You both notice the time and start cleaning up, throwing your empty containers away.

“You okay,“ you ask him as you stand before him, your back to the door.

“Yeah, I’m better now,“ he answers honestly reaching out to squeeze your hand. “Thank you.“

You pull him into a hug, “Anytime.“

luke asking penelope out — cm 15.10 and in the end.

1x04 Death At Victoria Dock