Amelia "Mia" DeLuca has lived her life in silence. Abandoned as a child, scarred by the people meant to love her, and hardened by years of survival, she's built walls so high that no one has ever scaled them-no one except Emily Prentiss. Together, they shared secrets in ivy-covered halls at Yale, and later, they bled for a classified task force that nearly cost them everything. Now, years later, Mia steps into the Behavioural Analysis Unit. With her fluent Italian, razor-sharp instincts, and an icy facade, she fits seamlessly into the team of profilers who live in shadows. To everyone else, she is unreadable..untouchable. Everyone except him. Unit Chief Aaron Hotchner has mastered control. After loss and betrayal, he has no room left for vulnerability. But something in Mia calls to him: the darkness she hides, the scars she won't show, the fire that breaks through when she slips into Italian. Against every instinct, Hotch finds himself drawn to her. As cases push the BAU to its limits and Mia's past threatens to resurface, two guarded souls will have to choose: keep hiding behind their shadows and scars... or risk everything for the one person who sees them clearly. A story of secrets, trust, and a love that refuses to stay buried.

⟡ 𝐃𝐑. 𝐂𝐀𝐌𝐈𝐋𝐋𝐀 𝐇𝐀𝐘𝐄𝐒 barely noticed the world outside of the hospital. however, it was hard not to notice the presence of a new neighbour across the hall. quiet and elusive, spencer reid was impossible to ignore. an unexpected friendship takes shape, and although she tells herself not to get too close, caring for him becomes something she can't quite unlearn. |season 2 reid x oc| trope: friends to lovers, neighbours WARNING: this books contains mentions of substance abuse, read at your own discretion

⋆⁺₊⋆ ☀︎ ⋆⁺₊⋆⋆⁺₊⋆ ☀︎ ⋆⁺₊⋆⋆⁺₊⋆ ☀︎ ⋆⁺₊⋆ 𝑺𝑪𝑶𝑼𝑻 𝑭𝑶𝑺𝑻𝑬𝑹 is used to taking the blame. But when a germaphobic genius with glistening brown eyes is thrown into the equation, she might be forced to learn more about herself than she bargained for. 𝑺𝑷𝑬𝑵𝑪𝑬𝑹 𝑹𝑬𝑰𝑫 is used to doing things on his own. But then the new-very pretty-recruit matches his intellectual energy, and Spencer can't help but want to do everything he once did alone with her. ⋆⁺₊⋆ ☀︎ ⋆⁺₊⋆⋆⁺₊⋆ ☀︎ ⋆⁺₊⋆⋆⁺₊⋆ ☀︎ ⋆⁺₊⋆ fem!oc x spencer reid begins season 3ish friends to lovers

Maeve Booth has spent her life burying secrets deeper than any case file. As the fiercely loyal twin sister of celebrated FBI agent Seeley Booth, Maeve carved her own path through the Bureau - hiding a truth that could destroy everything she's built. Years ago, a single night with her brother's best friend, Aaron Hotchner, left her with more than a broken heart - it left her with Liam, a son Hotch has never known exists. Now, fate throws her into the Behavioural Analysis Unit under the command of the man she's spent nearly two decades trying to forget. As Maeve and Hotch navigate a deadly string of ritualistic murders, old wounds reopen and buried desires resurface. But the closer they get to the truth - about the killer and each other - the harder it becomes to keep her biggest secret hidden. In a world where trust is everything and lies can kill, Maeve must decide: how far will she go to protect the badge... and her heart? Bones X Criminal Minds crossover! Aaron Hotchner X Oc Maeve Booth Most Impressive Ratings on 25th July 2025 - #81 in OC - #6 in Bones - #1 in AaronHotchnerxOC - #32 in AaronHotchner

A Spencer Reid Story [COMPLETED] --- "I know it hurts that you aren't as dashing or charming as me, but you can at least be civil." oc x reid Highest Rankings [august 17 2021 - #2 spencerreid] [september 8 2021 - #1 matthewgraygubler] [september 25 2021 - #4 reid] [october 29 2021 - #299 enemiestolovers] [november 30 2021 - #2 hotch] [may 18 2022 - #199 criminal] [june 19 2022 - #21 matthewgraygubler]

Aɴᴅ ɴᴏᴛ ɪɴᴠɪᴛᴇ ʏᴏᴜʀ ғᴀᴍɪʟʏ, 'ᴄᴀᴜsᴇ ᴛʜᴇʏ ɴᴇᴠᴇʀ sʜᴏᴡᴇᴅ ʏᴏᴜ ʟᴏᴠᴇ or the one where the agent falls for her boss "i didn't want to fall in love with you, it just happened!" aaron hotchner x ryann orce criminal minds ; © 1-800-OLDER-MEN

In a state of despondence following the murder of his ex-wife, Aaron Hotchner is happy living life by his new rule; don't get close to anyone, and no one gets hurt. All is going to plan until he meets his new neighbour, Elena Swan, who seems hell-bent on injecting positivity in to his seemingly grey world. His over-zealous neighbour is a cause for serious irritation, but Aaron soon discovers that Little Miss Sunshine might have a dark past of her own, one that is masked by overt enthusiasm and the need to see the world smile.

"Look, Mr. Hotchner, Agent Hotchner, Hotch, my brother is dead, we've dealt with it already, I have a life, people I need to take care of, the last thing I need to do is throw my family into any unknown water anytime soon bringing this back up," I say, increasing my speed. A hand grips my arm, the same way my mom did Friday morning, causing me to wince and stop my jogging. Hotchner lets go but stares at me, then my arm, noticing the fingerprints left by my mother. Shouldn't have worn a sports bra. "What happened to your arm?" he asks, pointing to the bruise. I look at it then at him, "I work at a club Agent Hotchner, people aren't very nice when a pretty lady says no," The lie falls out so easily it almost makes me laugh. "Right well, that's another thing I want to talk you about, Maddison Crawford?" he asks, raising an eyebrow. I let out a small chuckle, "Took you that long to find out, I mean, my southern accent ain't that good," Hotchner rolls his eyes, waving for me to follow him. "Hotch, I have to get home, I came out for a run, not to talk about my dead brother," He pauses, turning to me, "Tatum, we need to talk, it's serious," I shake my head, "Look Agent Hotchner, I don't care, and that's not just teenage arrogance its facts okay, so your a profiler take a hint, I didn't not open my door because I wasn't able to," #1 FBI

"𝘴𝘸𝘦𝘦𝘵 𝘤𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘦, 𝘴𝘸𝘦𝘦𝘵 𝘤𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘦 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘪 𝘨𝘰 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘣𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘮𝘦 𝘩𝘰𝘮𝘦." 𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐓 𝐎𝐍𝐄: 𝐀𝐅𝐅𝐋𝐈𝐂𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍 n. something that causes pain or suffering. 𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐓 𝐓𝐖𝐎: 𝐆𝐍𝐎𝐒𝐒𝐈𝐄𝐍𝐍𝐄 n. the tranquility and peace you feel when you're indoors during a thunderstorm 𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐓 𝐓𝐇𝐑𝐄𝐄: 𝐂𝐇𝐑𝐘𝐒𝐀𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐌 n. the amniotic tranquility of being indoors during a thunderstorm, listening to waves of rain pattering against the roof like an argument upstairs, whose muffled words are unintelligible but whose crackling release of built-up tension you understand perfectly. 𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐓 𝐅𝐎𝐔𝐑: 𝐃𝐄𝐀𝐃 𝐑𝐄𝐂𝐊𝐎𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆 n. to find yourself bothered by someone's death more than you would have expected, as if you assumed they would always be part of the landscape, like a lighthouse you could pass by for years until the night it suddenly goes dark, leaving you with one less landmark to navigate by-still able to find your bearings, but feeling all that much more adrift. ONGOING no criminal minds characters or plots are my own.