"You have my permission not to love me. For I'm a cathedral of deadbolts, and I would rather burn myself down than change the locks. And for that, we will ruin each other, my love." Broken souls mend together unlike any others. They understand each other on a deeper level, for they share the same knowledge and learned the same lesson before they could grasp the beauty the world had to offer. But when the souls are fire and water they can only damage each other as a sign of love. So when Hotch and Y/n met both driven, broken, stubborn, shielded, and scared from previous destruction (they will never fully share) they expected to clash. But what neither of them seemed to grasp was how they slipped into a brisk form of intimacy. How they formed an attachment, on an emotional level. But how could they possibly survive the cruel world as Hotch struggles to surrender to his personal life after his recent divorce? Fighting to be the level-headed emotionless boss everyone viewed him as. How does y/n push past the mindset of never needing anyone but herself, convincing herself the fairy tales that she never believed in due to her upbringing could be right in front of her in the form of a man who brung out a new side to her? Will they be able to beat the odds, and overcome their demons, or will the ghost of their past silence them till all they become is a distant memory to one another? Aaron Hotchner x Female Reader WARNING ~ This book has mature content. Contains smut along with descriptions of cases.

ONGOING HIATUS. [ SEQUEL TO SOULMATES ] A STORY IN WHICH... ex-lovers cross each other's paths again, truths are revealed, promises are broken, hearts are shattered, and drama occurs. in this story, the earth tilts off it's axis, and falls into the abyss of the stars. // an aaron hotchner fanfiction. -> in the story "soulmates", aaron hotchner and y/n l/n fall in love while working together. at the end of the story, y/n dies... ...but then comes a twist... FIVE YEARS PASS and she's back on his doorstep. "her eyes fill with slight tears as her eyes rake over me and then begin meet mine. in that sheer moment i feel utter heartbreak when the words slip from her mouth, "aaron." her soft tone states, the words still sounding the exact same as the night she had left me. "y/n..." i mutter, my heart shattering into a million pieces as the worlds shifts off it's axis, falling into the galaxy of stars." // could this be y/n and aaron's breaking point? will she ever be forgiven for what she had done? what really happened?

"I can't stand being in the same room as you, you know that?" "Then get on your knees." You're a budding politician, making a name for yourself as one of the youngest Representatives from Virginia to run for Congress. Unexpectedly, your campaign falters, and you need to do everything you can to win back your popularity. With the public's eyes on you, you're dead set on reforming the FBI and making a name for yourself. So, when you're given the chance to work with the Behavioral Analysis Unit for the rest of the year to build a political report that can secure your candidacy and maybe even help the BAU, you're met with open arms by the team. That is, by everyone but SSA Aaron Hotchner - a man who despises your play of politics, who despises everything he thinks he knows about you. But when you're framed for murder, how willing is he to put those differences aside?

You are a criminal justice major in a Virginia college. As an elective, you chose to take a profiling class from Aaron Hotchner, lead investigator of the FBI's Behavioral Analysis Unit. After Hotch asks you to be his TA for the semester your chemistry becomes undeniable and his demeanor turns out to not be the only thing that's hard. (Told in the readers POV) (I do not take credit for the photos, they are from google. Filter, collage, and overlay were created by me.) *THIS STORY IS RATED MATURE. THERE WILL BE EXPLICIT, GRAPHIC, SEXUAL CONTENT IN THIS STORY. WARNINGS WILL ALSO BE PLACED AT THE BEGINNING OF CHAPTERS WHERE IT IS NEEDED. THIS IS YOUR INITIAL WARNING, PLEASE PROCEED WITH CAUTION*

(COMPLETED) A book of smutty oneshots for the beautiful Aaron hotcher!!! As you can tell there is a !!!!!!SMUT WARNING!!!!

aaron hotchner one shot storys

A story in which Y/N is captivated by a portrait of FBI agent Aaron Hotchner in 1940 during a stay at the famous Grand Hotel. What would happen, if Y/N attempted to time travel back to 1940 in order to meet the man in the photograph?

A series of Hotch x reader stories. *=Self harm and other themes

"Oh my God, I'm so sorry. Here," the black haired man said, holding out his hand. I take his hand and he helps me up off the sidewalk. He looks me up and down as I wipe any dirt I had on me off. "Uh, I'm Aaron Hotchner. Nice to meet you," The tall man shakes my hand and I smile. "I'm Y/N. Nice to meet you too," I say in return.

You are a member of the BAU and you develop feelings for your unit chief