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Are You Profiling Me?

dracomalfoyloki

Leituras 9,483
Votos 153
Capítulos 33
Tempo 6h 27m

Leituras 9,483
Votos 153
Capítulos 33
Tempo 6h 27m

dracomalfoyloki

Maduro

aaron aaronhotchner aaronhotchnerxreader danielle daniellelindsey davidrossi derekmorgan emilyprentiss hotch hotchxreader jenniferjareau jj penoplegarcia reid rossi spencer spencerreid

Aaron Hotchner x OC

"Dani. Are you hurt?" Emily asked. Hotch let go of you and his eyes roamed up and down your body. 

"No, no, I'm fine. It's the victim's blood. Half of him was propped up in the closet and he fell on me. The other half was down stairs. It's not consistent with the profile he wasn't posed like the others. This was for me. He wanted me to find him." You said to Emily. She nodded but looked at Hotch. 

"I think that you are right, Dani. Let's head back and the forensics team can handle this." He said, opening the door. You followed out to the SUV and got in the front seat. Emily stayed at the scene as other police cars pulled up. You shut the door and looked out the windshield. Hotch got in the seat and turned on the ignition. He started to drive and went right past the precinct. 

"You missed the turn." It wasn't a mistake, you knew that. "Hotch..."

"I don't want you to go back there." He admitted. 

"Why? He's surrounded by fifty other people and he can't do anything." You looked down. 

"You feel threatened. Your hand has been on your gun since we left. You have been checking the mirror every-"

"Stop." You cut him off but he kept going. 

"You haven't cleaned the blood off your face or body but your hands. You think that this is your fault for not seeing it sooner-"

"STOP." You yelled. "We made a promise. We don't profile each other. You know that! It's low, so low, and invasive and-and" He pulled over and stopped the car.

 "Just please..."

"What? Please what?" He said. This time holding eye contact. 

"Please don't do this to me. Not you."Todos os Direitos Reservados

aaron aaronhotchner aaronhotchnerxreader danielle daniellelindsey davidrossi derekmorgan emilyprentiss hotch hotchxreader jenniferjareau jj penoplegarcia reid rossi spencer spencerreid

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Stars | Aaron Hotchner, de ivy_green_author

"Why didn't you wait for backup?" He yelled. "I didn't want him to get away." I said, walking further into the room. "You disobeyed my direct order." He said, still yelling. "Would you have rather me let him get away?" I said, getting louder. Not quite as loud as him. "You could have been shot." He said, still yelling. He took a step closer to me. "I know." "You could have been killed." He said, softer. "I know." I said, almost a whisper. "Your insubordination could have ended in death Catherine." He yelled inches away from my face. "I know." I said, getting louder. "I don't know how you could be so careless." He said, continuing to yell. "I'm sorry." "You're sorry?" He said, yelling. He put his thumb and middle finger on the bridge of his nose. "Hotch, I-" his lips came crashing onto mine.

Crying Lighting (Hotch x Reader)// ✔, de angelfxll

The first time Hotch sees you - young, brazen and violent - it's at an old trailer and he's there with Gideon to question you about your father's whereabouts. Someone who the BAU have pegged as their unsub. The second time he sees you - they're back to question the family of an unsub's victim. And you're different: elegant, eloquent and all sharp edges now well-rounded and polished. And married to a billionaire. The third time it's inside the interrogation room, after they find the corpse of a second man looking eerily similar to your missing husband. --- (Elevator pitch: reader may be a serial killer and Hotch is certain you murdered your husband. Chaos and situationships occurr) ---- (this is a slow build - yes they yearn! enemies to fuck buddies to enemies to lovers! - and implied sexual content) so much murder! so much yearning! #147 in enemies to lovers 😌😌 I do not own Criminal minds, the characters and the story!*

Enjoying Your Company // , de callisto_col_writes

A SPENCER REID LOVE STORY Spencer's POV: "There's something I have tell you all." Hotch wore an apprehensive look, but silenced, giving me the floor. "I've been...I've been seeing Vanessa Quinn..." The exchange of looks passed around the room ignited embarrassment. "We've been." I stop, taking a breath. "We met at a bookstore. We were suppose to go for dinner a few days ago, when we got back from Dallas. But she never called me back. I thought, maybe, she just changed her mind...but her phone goes straight to voicemail, and today, she's on the screen..." I look at her photo, hovering on the tv behind my team, feeling the distance between us. "I need your help to get her back." BOOK ONE ***DISCLAIMER*** I do not own these characters, based off the television show Criminal Minds. ***TRIGGER WARNING*** Mature content, violence, substance abuse, sexual content, mature language, psychological fear, mature situations, discussions of abusive relationship/sexual abuse, mentions of self harm/suicide and graphic descriptions of crime scenes. Rankings: #1 in CriminalMinds on 11/17/2020 #1 in Rossi on 12/18/2020 || 2/24/2023 #1 in Spencer 12/19/2020 #1 in CMfanfic 4/16/2020 || 1/22/2021 || 6/12/2022 #1 in BAU 10/16/2021 #1 in Reid 10/22/2021 #1 in prettyboy 11/5/2021 #2 in Matthewgraygubler 9/30/2022 #1 in MGG 10/5/2022 to 10/11/2022 #1 in Emilyprentiss on 10/25/2022 #1 in cmfanfic on 12/19/23 #1 in prettyboy on 8/10/24 #1 in Hotch on 2/15/25

Mr. Scratch - A.H., de OneandOnlyElla

"Look, there's been some kind of misunderstanding, all right?" The woman before her pleaded, her voice cracking as the machines beside her beeped, seemingly louder with each passing minute. JJ knew she was okay. The team had been told as much by the doctors, but still. She looked helpless in that hospital bed. Small. Scared. JJ hated it. "I- I don't know what happened." "I know." JJ sighed. The woman before her scoffed. "And yet, I'm still here. You're still here. Interrogating me like I'm some... Like I'm some... I'm innocent! I didn't- I- I didn't do anything." "I'm not here to interrogate you." JJ said, her tone soft but firm as it usually was with... With the victims of other cases. She sighed again as she stepped further into the room and closer to the hospital bed. "I'm here to interview you. To understand." "There's nothing to understand." She cried, her distress evident in her tone and the way she brought an arm closer to her chest while her nails scratched at her skin. JJ took notice of it. JJ knew it wasn't like her to keep her nails undone for too long. She wasn't vain - not anymore than JJ herself was - but if there was one thing she always made a point of having done, it was her nails. "I don't even know what happened."

Keeping Her Safe, de I-Got-Krusty-Krabs

Welcome to the wonderful world of Seraphina Vilein, a woman with more to prove than just her intelligence. Abstract from the book---- Another look was cast over the woman before Rossi's resolve slipped. He stepped back and puckered his lips as his mind still debated saying what he thought. 'Hey, what's wrong with you? Do you need a hug?' He asked. Yes. 'Maybe some therapy,' he dramatically added. That too. 'If I need help, I will ask for it,' Sera dryly responded. Or shoot myself in the fucking head, but you don't need to know that. 'Right. Well, perhaps you would like to come meet us in the conference room and get to know us all,' Rossi offered. He didn't believe for a minute that her pride would let her ask for help. Least of all from a group of misfits she didn't even know.

or what, sir? |a. hotchner| ✔️, de lecoiiaa

"You can't speak to me like that" Aaron warned. I raised both my eyebrows and a small smirk appeared on my face. "Or what, sir? You'll slam me against a wall?" I taunted. [ hotch x oc ] season 4 - |NOMINATED FOR WATTY'S 2021| |#1 in aaron| - october 23 , february 27th |#1 in criminalminds| - december 15 |#1 in bau| - december 15 |#1 in hotch| - february 27th |#1 in spencerreid| - march 2nd |#1 in hotchner| - august 12th

Call Out My Name [spencer reid x reader] ✔︎, de constantpanicmode

𝑠𝑜 𝑐𝑎𝑙𝑙 𝑜𝑢𝑡 𝑚𝑦 𝑛𝑎𝑚𝑒, 𝑐𝑎𝑙𝑙 𝑜𝑢𝑡 𝑚𝑦 𝑛𝑎𝑚𝑒 𝑤ℎ𝑒𝑛 𝑖 𝑘𝑖𝑠𝑠 𝑦𝑜𝑢, 𝑠𝑜 𝑔𝑒𝑛𝑡𝑙𝑦. 𝑖 𝑤𝑎𝑛𝑡 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑡𝑜 𝑠𝑡𝑎𝑦, 𝑖 𝑤𝑎𝑛𝑡 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑡𝑜 𝑠𝑡𝑎𝑦, 𝑒𝑣𝑒𝑛 𝑡ℎ𝑜𝑢𝑔ℎ 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑑𝑜𝑛'𝑡 𝑤𝑎𝑛𝑡 𝑚𝑒. 𝑔𝑖𝑟𝑙 𝑤ℎ𝑦 𝑐𝑎𝑛'𝑡 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑤𝑎𝑖𝑡, 𝑔𝑖𝑟𝑙 𝑤ℎ𝑦 𝑐𝑎𝑛'𝑡 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑤𝑎𝑖𝑡, '𝑡𝑖𝑙𝑙 𝑖 𝑓𝑎𝑙𝑙 𝑜𝑢𝑡 𝑜𝑓 𝑙𝑜𝑣𝑖𝑛𝑔? 𝑤𝑜𝑛'𝑡 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑐𝑎𝑙𝑙 𝑜𝑢𝑡 𝑚𝑦 𝑛𝑎𝑚𝑒? 𝑔𝑖𝑟𝑙 𝑐𝑎𝑙𝑙 𝑜𝑢𝑡 𝑚𝑦 𝑛𝑎𝑚𝑒 𝑎𝑛𝑑, 𝑖'𝑙𝑙 𝑏𝑒 𝑜𝑛 𝑚𝑦 𝑤𝑎𝑦. ...in which you find out spencer reid's secret, and it could either ruin you or change your life forever. COMPLETED.

BLAKE | a. hotchner, de couchpotaato

"It's been awhile," I looked at him with a small smile. "What brings you back here? You're not here because you missed me, are you?" I raised my eyebrows and gave him a sly smirk. He didn't answer, clearly he wasn't in the mood to play. "Don't be shy, Agent, I missed you too," I tilted my head to the right, allowing the corners of my mouth to move upwards. He raised one eyebrow, still locked in his silence, still staring at me. I had had enough of his cold demeanor, he was the one who came to me. "Why are you here, Hotchner?" I asked. "It better not be because you have more questions about my father, because I'm not answering any more of those." I moved my head an inch forward, putting my entangled hands on the table, looking at him intently, making sure he understood. "I want you to work for me," the handsome man in the suit finally spoke. - This is a Criminal Minds story. I do not own Criminal Minds. The time line in this story is not accurate, it's actually all over the place. Some scenes from CM and one scene from SH are included. Warnings: Suicide Abuse Curse words Completed: 2019-01-17

𝙎𝙩𝙖𝙞𝙣𝙚𝙙 𝙃𝙚𝙖𝙧𝙩𝙨 {𝙖𝙖𝙧𝙤𝙣 𝙝𝙤𝙩𝙘𝙝𝙣𝙚𝙧}✔️, de crazyxshit

❝𝙄 𝙨𝙝𝙤𝙪𝙡𝙙 𝙝𝙖𝙫𝙚 𝙠𝙞𝙡𝙡𝙚𝙙 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙣𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙩.❞𝙔𝙤𝙪 𝙨𝙖𝙮 𝙩𝙤 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙢𝙖𝙣 𝙬𝙝𝙤 𝙨𝙖𝙩 𝙞𝙣 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙙𝙧𝙞𝙫𝙚𝙧'𝙨 𝙨𝙚𝙖𝙩 𝙗𝙚𝙨𝙞𝙙𝙚 𝙮𝙤𝙪. ❝𝙄𝙛 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙙𝙞𝙙, 𝙢𝙮 𝙩𝙚𝙖𝙢 𝙬𝙤𝙪𝙡𝙙 𝙝𝙖𝙫𝙚 𝙞𝙢𝙢𝙚𝙙𝙞𝙖𝙩𝙚𝙡𝙮 𝙘𝙖𝙪𝙜𝙝𝙩 𝙮𝙤𝙪.❞𝘼𝙖𝙧𝙤𝙣 𝙩𝙚𝙡𝙡𝙨 𝙮𝙤𝙪, 𝙖 𝙨𝙢𝙖𝙡𝙡 𝙨𝙢𝙞𝙧𝙠 𝙤𝙣 𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙛𝙖𝙘𝙚. 𝙔𝙤𝙪 𝙠𝙣𝙚𝙬 𝙝𝙚 𝙬𝙖𝙨 𝙧𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙩, 𝙠𝙞𝙡𝙡𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙖𝙣 𝙁𝘽𝙄 𝙖𝙜𝙚𝙣𝙩 𝙬𝙤𝙪𝙡𝙙 𝙝𝙖𝙫𝙚 𝙢𝙖𝙙𝙚 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙖𝙡𝙡 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙢𝙤𝙧𝙚 𝙨𝙪𝙨𝙥𝙞𝙘𝙞𝙤𝙪𝙨, 𝙗𝙪𝙩 𝙣𝙤𝙬 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙬𝙚𝙧𝙚 𝙢𝙤𝙨𝙩 𝙙𝙚𝙛𝙞𝙣𝙞𝙩𝙚𝙡𝙮 𝙨𝙘𝙧𝙚𝙬𝙚𝙙. 𝙘𝙤𝙫𝙚𝙧 𝙗𝙮 @𝙝𝙤𝙩𝙘𝙝𝙤𝙡𝙤𝙜𝙮

𝗗𝗢𝗡'𝗧 𝗙𝗢𝗥𝗚𝗘𝗧 𝗠𝗘 | 𝘼. 𝙃𝙊𝙏𝘾𝙃𝙉𝙀𝙍, de oliveffoxwrites

❝ The difference this time, Hotch, is that I didn't have to worry about losing you. You were already gone in the first place. ❞ Working in a team of profilers, there's not a lot you can hide- there's not a lot you can forget. Inspired to join the BAU, Gene Beckett encounters criminals and obstacles alike, but none so intriguing as her own boss; is Aaron Hotchner really all that cold? Or can she bring out a new side of him even he didn't know about? ⊠ contains themes of self harm, substance abuse, gore, suicide, death, anything expected in criminal minds © all works belong to the creators - OC character story - bruh i was 15 when i wrote this i'm in my 20s now pls dont bash me hahahahha

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or what, sir? |a. hotchner| ✔️ cover

Call Out My Name [spencer reid x reader] ✔︎ cover

BLAKE | a. hotchner cover

𝙎𝙩𝙖𝙞𝙣𝙚𝙙 𝙃𝙚𝙖𝙧𝙩𝙨 {𝙖𝙖𝙧𝙤𝙣 𝙝𝙤𝙩𝙘𝙝𝙣𝙚𝙧}✔️ cover

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Stars | Aaron Hotchner

"Why didn't you wait for backup?" He yelled. "I didn't want him to get away." I said, walking further into the room. "You disobeyed my direct order." He said, still yelling. "Would you have rather me let him get away?" I said, getting louder. Not quite as loud as him. "You could have been shot." He said, still yelling. He took a step closer to me. "I know." "You could have been killed." He said, softer. "I know." I said, almost a whisper. "Your insubordination could have ended in death Catherine." He yelled inches away from my face. "I know." I said, getting louder. "I don't know how you could be so careless." He said, continuing to yell. "I'm sorry." "You're sorry?" He said, yelling. He put his thumb and middle finger on the bridge of his nose. "Hotch, I-" his lips came crashing onto mine.