I just want to say
This MOTHERFUCKER
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@hayatecrawford / hayatecrawford.tumblr.com
I just want to say
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oh dear god i keep seeing this clip everywhere it's so ridiculously attractive
i encourage you to go to your favourite writer’s ao3 page and comment on an older fic, because i can assure you that it will make their day. It can mean so much to see your work doesn’t disappear into the void to be never seen again after a day of people interacting with it. Just, if you have the time, go comment on an older work
(pls reblog this to try and get as much writers a bit of appreciation)
“Posted a week ago” qualifies as “older fic” these days which makes the feeling that you have to make more NOW or you don’t count as a useful fan all the stronger. It’s a false feeling, but it’s persistent.
Tony: Okay I’m going for bit don’t do anything crazy while I’m gone.
Stephen and Peter, and Peter, and Peter:
All this time I honestly thought that the responsible father of the Spiderboy was Strange, turns out Tony really died and took all of Stephen's self-control with him.
My thought after the Spider-man trailer:
Stephen felt guilty of Tony’s death
Stephen ran away from his problem and acted like Elsa (don’t you think that scene he first showed up was like Elsa in her ice palace)
Stephen kept wearing the Eye necklace (couldn’t let go of the past)
Stephen was the one who wanted to forget
…
does it ever drive you crazy
just how fast the night changes
YES I THOUGHT OF THE SAME
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Hello again. As usual, I have been taking a pretty big hit. I actually had to cancel a recent pre-order pin because no one placed an order. That’s the first time I’ve had to do that. it’s stressful but I understand people are struggling financially & can’t shop like they used to. The check from the gov helps but honestly…it mostly just goes towards my rent :/ then I don’t have much left over & my sales have dropped pretty dramatically.
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i wanna feel happy again so i made criminal minds characters as memes in my album
spencer
morgan
emily
jj
penelope
hotch
gideon
rossi
team @ rossi and hotch
maeve
I wa screaming when I saw Rossi’s
summary: a collection of moments throughout your relationship with one Aaron Hotchner.
pairing: Aaron Hotchner x reader
word count: 28.8k
warnings: lots of heavy stuff, lads. mentions of: r*pe and sexual assault, slightly graphic descriptions of violence, hotch gets stabbed, reader gets shot. age gap, SMUT (including dom/sub undertones, oral, floor sex).
notes: takes place from the start of season five to 7x02 i believe? lots of time skips so DONT KILL ME but pls………………….come shout about hotch in my askbox…………………….i have many thoughts
Watching Criminal Minds with my father is very awkward now because whenever Aaron Hotchner comes on screen I want to be like “omg my baby 🥺😍” except Hotch is older than my dad so...
Try watching it with your significant one. In my case, I made all the exciting sounds when hotch showed up and my husband simply stared at me and went back to his phone lol
anon said: Heyy could I please have some headcanons about being Derek Morgan's best friend and Aaron Hotchner falling for you? Thank you so much!
A/N: anoooon I loved this request, it hit me right in the feels!! I hope you like this piece, I loved writing every bit of it! kisses kisses
Warnings: mentions of violence and sex
gif are not mine || tag list: @imaginesofyourfandom ; @locke-writes ; @regalbanshee || TAG LIST IS OPEN
Summary: (Aaron Hotchner x Reader) Ever since joining the BAU, you’ve had the sense that Hotch doesn’t trust you. But one night, after a tough case, you accidentally fall asleep on his shoulder. After that, things start to change between you and the surly SSA…
(A/N: The initial idea was falling asleep on Hotch on the jet. That very rapidly turned into something else. I hope you enjoy!)
The first time it happened, it was an accident. You really didn’t mean to. You were just so tired.
The team was coming back from a case in Albuquerque— a serial killer. She had been targeting other women in the area, all mothers heavily involved in their church. It took almost five days to track her down. The initial profile was right on the nose: sexual sadist and abuse survivor with religious trauma. But while the team and the local police were out searching for a man, the real unsub managed to kidnap another woman. You’d found them just moments before she took another victim.
You’d barely slept the whole time, running on coffee and the need to catch the unsub before anyone else got hurt. The exhaustion didn’t hit you until you got on the jet.
Reid immediately flopped down onto one of the couches to sleep. You watched with envy, settling at the table next to the window. You wanted nothing more than to sleep, but you couldn’t.
Flying had always made you anxious, ever since you were a little kid. Your mind would get twisted up with all the ways it could go wrong and how little you could do to stop it. As you grew older, and especially now that you fly all the time with the BAU, you’ve learned to manage it. You’ve developed habits and coping mechanisms to keep the nerves in check.
The most effective one was distraction. Listening to music, doing paperwork, playing cards with Emily, swapping theories with the rest of the team, it all kept your mind occupied and calm. If you tried to sleep, visions of engines exploding or the plane crashing into a city somewhere would emerge and you’d not only still be awake, but also terrified.
So you set some paperwork down on the table, getting to work once the jet was safely soaring through the sky.
The cabin was quiet, Reid and Emily both sleeping on the long sofas while JJ and Morgan sat in the seats across from you, Morgan listening to music while JJ read. Rossi and Hotch talked quietly near the partition that led to the cockpit.
When they finished, Hotch turned and moved back down the small aisle. You watched him for a moment, your sleep-deprived brain making your gaze linger on him longer than you’d usually allow yourself.
You always found Hotch distracting. And intimidating. He was capable and serious and experienced and…tall. Very distracting. Usually, when you weren’t so exhausted, you were able to ignore it.
Hotch met your gaze and you looked away quickly, blinking down at your paperwork. You rubbed your eyes, telling yourself to get it together.
You stared resolutely at the page in front of you, but you didn’t comprehend any of the words because the seat next to you was suddenly occupied.
“You should get some rest.”
Turning your head, you met his signature serious expression, well-suited to his position— SSA Aaron Hotchner, highly skilled profiler and FBI agent. Very intimidating. And distracting.
“I’m fine,” you waved him off, forcing your gaze back to your work.
“You’ve barely slept since we left Quantico.” He pressed.
“I got an hour or two the day before yesterday.” You said, smiling. “I’m all set.”
Hotch didn’t find that very funny, which you probably should have anticipated. He pressed his lips together, watching you carefully. It was the only look he seemed to fix on you—not quite profiling but discerning, careful and serious and slightly reserved. Like he was keeping something from you. Like he didn’t quite trust you.
Hotch always looked at you like that. Not that he looked at you much in general. He generally seemed to avoid you. Sure, he didn’t get personal with anyone else on the team either, but he kept a particular distance away from you.
You had no idea why. You wished you could fix whatever you’d done to make him dislike you, but no matter what you did, he always looked at you the same way.
Clearing your throat, you shifted a little in your seat. “Seriously, I’m fine.”
Hotch didn’t say anything else. He seemed to give in, pulling out a few files of his own and setting them on the table.
Feeling suddenly self-conscious, you dug your headphones out and put on some calming music, trying your best to ignore both Hotch and your anxiety.
After reading the same line over and over again without remembering what it said, you gave up on the paperwork. You shut the file and turned up the music a bit, turning to look out the window.
It was late afternoon when you left New Mexico, the sky turning darker as you flew into nighttime in the East. Exhaustion pulled heavily on your body, weighing everything down. You let your head lean against the headrest.
Your mind getting fuzzy, your head lolled to the side and your eyes fell slowly shut. You drifted off, feeling a bit like you were dropping slowly into oblivion.
You awoke to the sound of your name, spoken softly beside your ear.
Summary: you see Aaron in his FBI vest after he comes back from a call – and it gives you both some ideas.
Prompts: The Vest Hotch Fic™
Word count: 4,035
Warnings: Explicit (minors DNI), oral (m receiving), fingering, thigh riding, dom! hotch (but he’s still soft), door sex, voyeurism, reader has a V (no pronouns), light choking,slighttttt watch kink, just smut,
hotch, reid and blake + solving the case of how they’re so damn pretty
i think about this a lot... they saw their biggest fear/nightmare and it is having to watch their team/friends die because they're unable to protect them .. 💔 goodnight 😔🤟🏻
The fact that you put Tony and Hotch, two of my favorite characters, together in the same post, is enough for me to repost right away.
Criminal Minds season 12 opening credits