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hi guys just letting you know that the post frequency is prob gonna be much slower cause I have a job now. sorry for the wait

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Competition (Derek Morgan x m!reader)🍋

Prompt 2: “We have to be quiet”

There is a criminally low amount of Morgan x m!reader bro

⚠️DISCLAIMER 18+⚠️: THIS CONTAINS ADULT CONTENT. UNPROTECTED SEX, ANAL FINGERING, DEGRADING TALK.

Desc: Who knew that your love of competition would be your undoing? Curse Rossi and his scotch.

Even before you were dating, you and Derek were always in some sort of competition. It was mostly small stuff, like who could get to the conference room first, how long Reid would ramble on about any subject, if Hotch was going to say wheels up in thirty, etc.

But once you two became an item, there was room for more…steamy competition. For example, if Garcia flirted with him five times, you would make him come into work with a limp the next day. He lost within an hour. (You told him you were okay with the flirting and that it was just for fun).

Currently, you two were on a bet that if Rossi mentioned he was Italian even once today, that Derek would get to have his way with you. The thought of that made you a little hard. You knew you were doomed from the beginning.

You made it through the entire work day without Rossi mentioning it. Annoyingly, Derek stuck close to the old man. You thought you got off scot free, until Prentiss suggested the whole team go out for drinks. Derek turned to you with a shit eating grin, and you knew you had to say yes.

—

Derek was pulling out all of the stops. He was already trying to rile you up. Dancing against you, grabbing your hips as he passes by, keeping his hand on your thigh.

He finally left you alone for a while. He was chatting with Rossi. You were currently giggling about with Spencer, Emily, and JJ.

“Soooo, you and Derek have been dating for half a year now” Emily starts. “Yes?” You giggle along with her. “I can imagine things have begun to heat up” she continues.

You laughed at that, the scotch starting to get to your brain. “Emily!”. “Come on, how is he?” She said, stirring the ice in her drink with her finger.

“A gentleman never tells” you say, laughing along with them. Reid was making a disgusted face the whole time. “Can we PLEASE change the subject?” He asks. All of you laugh, but agree to talk about something else.

—

You were walking to the car, your arm around Derek’s. You had a smug look that you had survived the day.

Rossi and Garcia had also been walking with the two of you, both of them parked near you. “Rossi, I think you need to lay off on the scotch”. The old man still had a glass in his hand. All of you had lost count of how many he had downed.

“Oh please, I’m Italian. There’s more where this came from” he said, the clinking of the ice making your head hurt.

Your smirk fell off your face. Derek gripped your arm a little tighter, and you didn’t have to look to know he had a shit eating grin.

“Okay, Rossi. I’m taking you home, you’re in no condition to drive” Garcia says with a giggle. The rest of their bickering drowns out as you swear the cloudy night sky laughed down at you as you got closer to the car.

The little shit even opened the car door for you. A beat of silence, and then he turned to you with a smug look.

“Yes?” You say with a small voice, refusing to meet his eye. “A deals a deal” he sing songs, walking two of his fingers up your knee.

You felt a twitch of interest. “Wait you’re not talking about…right here?” You whispered the last part.

“Mmmmhmmm” he says, his fingers trailing dangerously close to the inside of your thigh. “Derek, the rest of the team is still here”, you say, glancing over to the giggling bunch hanging out by JJ’s car.

His lips graze yours. “I’ll just have to keep that pretty mouth of yours quiet then” he whispers. You would never admit this out loud, but you let out a pathetic whimper into the kiss.

He pushes his hot tongue into your eager mouth, and you find yourself easily submitting to the other man. He blindly reached around you and slowly lowers it all the way.

“You better have your boxers off and ass up as soon as I join you in the back seat” he says, his voice gruff.

You are quick to scramble into the back seat, and practically threw both your pants and underwear off, sticking your ass in the air, cock standing hard and at attention between your legs.

You hear a dark chuckle behind you, and a light smack on your ass before his chest pressed against your back.

“So eager already? I’ve barely done anything and you’re practically dripping onto the seats” he comments. You were so glad that his car had tinted windows.

Without warning, you felt his finger tips circle your hole, and you failed to suppress a moan. He tutted at that, dipping his fingers in just a little bit. “You don’t want the team to know how much of a slut you are, do you? I guess I’ll just have to keep that mouth of yours occupied”.

You stuffed your face into the seat and whimpered, pushing your ass towards his fingers. He tapped at your cheek, and you lifted your face up only for him to push three fingers into your mouth to keep you quiet.

At the same time, he pressed two fingers easily into your ass. You let out a moan against his fingers. “Wow, you already stretched yourself? You were hoping to lose the bet” he darkly chuckles, stroking at your prostate.

You whined and pushed your ass back further, trying to fuck yourself on his fingers. He pulled out at that, causing you to whimper.

“I get to have my way with you, remember?” He whispers against your ear, pressing three fingers into your ass.

You never wanted anything more. You wanted him to use you, have his way. But you couldn’t tell him because of his fingers still in your mouth.

He started a rough pace, stroking your prostate every now and then. You were ashamed to say that you were already on the brink of orgasm, just from his touches and dirty words. He knew this by the way you were clenching your stomach.

Just as you were about to cum, he pinches at the head of your cock. You cried out against his fingers as you had a dry orgasm.

“Not yet” he chuckles, pulling out his fingers. You almost wanted to scream, but let out a shout as he suddenly started to press into your ass.

He strokes your side as an apology, and then fully seats. He gives you a moment to adjust, and then when you started wiggling your hips, he started to plow into you, causing the car to shake.

You were drooling everywhere, his fingers sometimes hitting the back of your throat, causing you to gag.

You already felt another orgasm coming on, and hoped that he would let you cum this time. He seemed to be close himself. He started to let out an occasional groan, and when he got loud, he was close.

Suddenly, he brought his hand down to your cock, stroking it harshly, causing you to let out a shout and push you over the edge.

He pressed his cock impossibly deeper into you, and came as well, pausing his thrusts. He released your mouth, and pulled out.

You collapsed into the seat, and allied him to turn you over. “You did so good” he whispered, plastering kisses all over your face.

You smiled at that, clearly fucked out. “Let’s head home and get you cleaned up” he says.

Meanwhile…

—

Spencer, JJ, and Emily sat there with their jaws to the floor, watching the car shake. “‘A gentlemen never tells’ my ass” Emily says. JJ lets out a loud laugh at that.

“This is the worst day” Spencer groans, rubbing at his eyes. “You’ll live” JJ says. “I can’t wait to rub it in tomorrow” Emily says.

“And I haven’t forgotten. You all owe me twenty bucks” Emily says, laughing maniacally as the other two handed her the money.

“I just thought they would have decency” Spencer pouted. “Yeah right” Emily says. The two women had a laugh while Spencer stood there, mortified. Oops.

#criminal minds x male reader #derek morgan x male reader

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Languish (Aaron Hotchner x m!reader)🍎🍏

Guys I might’ve gotten a little too silly with this prompt

⚠️DISCLAIMER⚠️: BLOOD, VIOLENCE, KIDNAPPING, DEREALIZATION, TRAUMA, KNIVES, MORE HURT THAN COMFORT, TORTURE. IF THESE ARE SENSITIVE TOPICS, PLEASE DO NOT PROCEED.

Prompt 1. “I don’t know what I’m going to do without you”

Desc: One by one, Scratch has been picking off on the team. It’s your turn.

Your day started out pretty normal. The team was debriefed by Garcia of a mass robbery case. Four banks had already been hit, with hostages, some dead, some unharmed.

You each divided up in a van. You were paired with Prentiss and Hotch. You were extremely intimidated by them, and harboring unprofessional feelings for the latter.

You never planned on making a move on him. He had mentioned not even agreeing with workplace romance. That crushed you, but you pretended it was just a fun little crush. It was easier that way.

Even though the man’s exterior was as hard as stone, you knew he had a soft spot for those he loved. He would do almost anything for anyone on the team.

You just wished you could be closer to him. You both already obtained an acquaintance type relationship. You guessed that could be enough for now.

Your train of thought was interrupted by a sudden audible popping noise. The car veered off to the right, slamming you hard against the window.

The car toppled over, and you knocked your head hard against the roof of the car. All you could hear was the intense ringing of your ears, and saw a figure heading towards Prentiss, who was knocked out.

“No…Prentiss” you gasped out, trying to crawl your way towards her, but your seatbelt kept you in place.

Gas mask in hand, the figure suddenly stopped right in front of her. He slowly turned towards you, and gave a terrifying smile. One that would haunt you for the rest of your life.

You felt your heart drop as he instead approached you, and before you lost consciousness, you felt yourself shout a garbled mix of their names.

—

Hotch felt someone roughly shaking his shoulders, and he startled, sitting up. He squinted his eyes at the blurry figure in front of him, but he knew by his voice that it was Rossi.

“God, Aaron. I thought you were dead for a second” Rossi says, helping him out of the car. He took a moment to look around. Everyone seemed fine, with maybe a few wounds.

The more he looked around, the deeper the pit in his stomach grew. He ran back to the car, looking into the passenger seat. You were gone.

He didn’t even hear Garcia’s frantic questions in his earpiece as suddenly, everyone’s voice was garbled. He couldn’t breathe. How could he let you get kidnapped? He was right fucking there.

“We’ll find him” He heard Morgan’s reassurance, though it sounded like it was more for himself.

—

You were awake before you opened your eyes. You knew your surroundings were new, and could hear a loud fan. With a subtle shuffle, you were restrained. Your eyes flew open when you felt an intense pressure staring back at you.

“Agent L/N”, Mr. Scratch said with a demented smile. Fuck. Your head fell back against the headrest, defeated.

“Giving up already? Very unlike you” he says in a cheery tone, hooking up a monitor to a camera. You felt a bead of sweat run down your forehead.

“Just tell me what you want” you groan, knowing that no matter how much you plea, he was just going to keep playing games.

“Straight to the point? Hmm… no!” He replied, turning on the camera. You tried to focus hard on what the output was, and you almost let a sob out.

It went out to Garcia’s office.

—

“Guys! I have a signal- oh god….” Garcia said, letting a gasp out at what she was seeing. “What’s going on?” Prentiss asked. Suddenly, a livestream was appearing on everyone’s phones.

It was you. Scratch had you. Hotch let out a curse. He knew that he was what he wanted, so why did he take you out of the car?

You were laid out on a table, limbs stretched like you were restrained, but there was no visible thing holding you to the table.

Scratch approached you with a knife, laughing at the look of fear in your eyes.

—

“Who knew that I could break the infamous Agent L/N so fast? How pathetic” he said, applying pressure to your skin with the knife, but not enough to make any damage.

“You haven’t even told me what it is that you want” you whisper, keeping your eyes focused on the ceiling, a trick JJ had taught you to keep calm in situations like these.

He leaned in close to your ear. “I want you to suffer”. As soon as he finished his sentence, he dug in the knife and swiped it across your bicep, laughing manically at the scream you let out.

—

The whole team stood there shell shocked. Your screams made Hotch’s ears ring louder. You shouted like you had been harmed, but nothing was happening to you.

Scratch was just simply resting the knife on your chest, watching with a smile as your screams of pain intensified. He had to do something.

“We can’t just sit here and fucking watch. Garcia, can you trace the ip?” Hotch spits. “Already did, sir. It’s bouncing off quite a few cell towers”.

“Send me the map of all the cell towers” Hotch demands, and the whole team was notified as soon as it was done.

“Obviously, he wants us to find him. The cell towers all point to the same place” Reid comments. “He must have something bigger planned” Luke continues.

Without skipping a beat, the team was on their way. Hotch just hoped that they wouldn’t be too late.

—

When you woke up again, you suppressed a groan. You must’ve passed out from the pain. Scratch was no where to be seen.

You tugged as hard as you could on the restraints, but they refused to budge. You looked to your left, and noticed a knife on the table. The same knife that was used on you.

Only, the knife was clean, like it had never been used before. You leaned your torso over as much as you could, and grabbed the knife with your teeth.

You flung it towards your hand with your mouth, and grasped it, painfully bending it to begin to sever the restraints, only to yell in pain at a sudden burning sensation being spread across your wrist.

What the fuck?

You looked up, and saw that the restraints were still on, with no sign of blood. Yet, you could feel it trickling down your wrist.

It clicked then. It wasn’t fucking real. Suddenly after your realization, you could move your arms and legs, and sat up.

Fear spread throughout your chest. How much of this was real? The building, the camera, literally anything could be fake.

Knife in hand, you proceeded into the hallway, careful not to make a sound. It looked like you were in some sort of warehouse.

Suddenly, you were wrapped in a suffocating embrace, and you let out a shout. “What do you think you’re doing?” Scratch whispered against your ear.

You drove the knife backwards with as much force as you could, it landing in his leg. At that moment, was when Hotch and JJ barged in, guns in hand.

“It’s over” JJ announced, finger on the trigger. Scratch laughed at that, but before he could lunge forward to regain control over you, he felt a bullet to the back of his shoulder.

Luke and Reid appeared behind him. Luke was quick to pounce on him and put him in cuffs.

JJ moved towards you, but you backed up, afraid that you were still tied up in the warehouse imagining this happening.

“L/N?”

“What did you tell me when I returned from vacation?” You questioned, backing up more and more.

“I told you that Henry missed you” she replied, instantly hugging you back the minute you launched yourself into her arms.

You sobbed into her shoulder “none of it was real” you cried. “It was real to you” she replies, rubbing your back.

You let go of her, and moved to Hotch, clinging onto him. You saw the guilty look on his face. As soon as you pulled back, his lips were on yours.

You stumbled a bit out of surprise, but kissed him back with equal intensity, gripping onto his vest.

“I’m so sorry” he whispers, both his hands on your cheeks. “It’s not anyone’s fault” You whispered back.

“I don’t know what I’m going to do without you” he admits, pulling you back into his embrace. “I hope you’ll never have to know” you said, hugging him back.

When you got to the ambulance, you found out that the cuts on your biceps were in fact, not real. The only bandage you had on was wrapped around your wrist.

“Damn” You said to yourself, rubbing at your chest. It was then that Garcia suddenly launched herself at you.

“Garcia? When did you get here?” You asked, returning her embrace. She just looked at you with a sob. She tried to piece her words together, but it came out a garbled mess. You let her cry into your neck.

Everyone has their own way of saying they were glad you were okay. Rossi never left your side, Luke kept patting your shoulder, Reid lingered around you at all times, JJ and Prentiss constantly called you when you got home, and Hotch never let you go home alone anymore.

You were happy to say that you and Hotch began dating. He threw all of his previous biases out the window the moment he realized that he could’ve lost you.

At the moment, you were laying your head in his lap, trying your best not to fall asleep at the comforting motions of him playing with your hair.

You were on mandatory leave, and Hotch visited you when he could. Garcia stays at your apartment when he isn’t there.

You were truly grateful for the whole team. You let a rare smile grace your lips as you fell asleep, and felt Hotch kiss your forehead before slipping off into sleep.

#criminal minds x male reader #aaron hotchner x male reader

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Limbo (Spencer Reid x gn!reader)🍏

Reid’s PTSD and withdrawal is criminally minimized in the show so I wrote this. Takes place a while after he is kidnapped by Raphael & Tobias Hankel.

Desc: Spencer has a panic attack after witnessing a nurse doing blood work on a victim. You comfort him.

⚠️DISCLAIMER⚠️: PTSD, drugs, panic attacks, hurt comfort, descriptive, NEEDLES. IF THIS IS A SENSITIVE TOPIC, PLEASE DO NOT PROCEED.

Just as both of your backs hit the bed, both of your phones started ringing. You didn’t have to look to know it was work.

You sighed, and quickly got up to leave. You were still dressed from returning from work. Spencer almost didn’t seem bothered, if it wasn’t for the bags under his eyes.

Even then, Spencer still happily rambled on about a new show the two of you had been watching. You didn’t know where he got all of his energy from.

—

Both you and Spencer were sent to the only victim alive. He was covered in slashes, the most brutal one across his chest. The cut looked smooth and precise until the end, where it jaggers off. Something must’ve caused the unsub to run off.

As you were questioning the man, you couldn’t help but notice that Spencer’s mind was elsewhere. He was looking at the nurse prepare a needle for the man.

“Sorry agents, I need to draw his blood really quick” the nurse apologized, moving to quickly insert the needle into the man’s arm.

You noticed Spencer’s sharp inhale, and how he quickly exited the room, itching at his arm. Before you could say anything, he had bolted to the bathroom.

You felt fear spread throughout your chest. Was he using again? When you started to follow him, an alarm started blaring. You whipped around, and saw that the victim was gone.

You questioned how he even got taken right under your nose, and Spencer had slipped your mind.

—

The unsub had been caught with the victim alive, and you were finally home. No matter how much you tried to reach Spencer, something or someone was always pulling you away. You finally had your chance.

He has been quiet the whole ride home. It was unusual. The silence was almost suffocating. “Spence?” “Yeah?”. You swallowed thickly before continuing.

“Are you alright? You disappeared after we talked to the victim”. He kind of went dead silent, staring into the empty space ahead of him, beginning to scratch at his arm again.

“Hey. Spence. Spencer” you urged, gently grasping his hands. You sat him down on the bed and joined him.

“Talk to me” you whispered. His watery eyes refused to look into yours. “No matter what I do..I just can’t escape Raphael. I see him in my sleep. Every waking second, I feel the needle in my arm” he whispers so quietly you have to lean in to hear him.

“I know what you’re thinking…no I’m not using again. I threw them out a long time ago”. Honestly, you didn’t know what to say. Spencer didn’t expect you to.

You lay down and let Spencer position himself how he wants to. He chooses to lay his head on your chest, tightly grasping your hand.

Your other hand cards through his hair as he sobs into your shirt. “I should be over it by now” he voices, frustration clear in his tone.

“Hey. None of that” you whisper, holding him closer. Eventually, his sobs trail off, and his breath evens.

Usually, he would wake up in a sweat, shouting, or in tears. Tonight was one of the first nights in a while that he slept peacefully. You hoped that these days would increase.

#criminal minds x gn!reader #spencer reid x gn reader #hurt comfort

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Dude why I can't reblog your fic?

Am I not allowed to reblog your fic?

Sorry about that! I don’t know why the setting for rebloging was off. I’ll fix that real quick

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Prompt Suggestions

⚠️WARNING⚠️: implied sexual situations

You can definitely request prompts that aren’t on the list but sometimes it can be hard to come up with an ask lol. Just a short list, I may add more as I come up with them

I write for (gn or m!reader):

Criminal Minds:

Spencer Reid

David Rossi

Derek Morgan

Aaron Hotchner

Friends:

Joey Tribianni

Ross Geller

Chandler Bing

1. “I don’t know what I’m going to do without you”

2. “We have to be quiet”

3. “Are you jealous?”

4. “Please don’t leave me”

5. “I love you”

6. “Shut up and dance with me”

7. “Don’t ever do that again”

8. “Marry me?”

9. “Just touch me”

10. “I need you”

11. “You’d never understand”

12. “I can’t even look at you anymore”

13. “Can we just stay in bed?”

14. “Can you please come and get me?”

15. “Stay for me”

16. “Is it weird that was a total turn on?”

17. “Could you warm me up?”

18. “If I kiss you right now, I won’t be able to stop”

19. “Do you want me to leave?”

20. “Pretend to be my date”

#prompt list

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Esoteric (Spencer Reid x m!reader)🍬

⚠️WARNING⚠️: violence

Desc: Five times where you protect Spencer, and one time where he protects you. *can be read as platonic or romantic

Note: reader was present when Hotch killed Foyet.

1.

Exhausted from a long day, you started to pack your things to get ready to go home. You couldn’t help but overhear a conversation between Prentiss, Reid and Morgan.

“You’d think that we’ve seen it all, but an unsub who has necrophiliac is the next level of weird” Morgan says.

“Actually, it’s not as rare as you think. About 15% of the population reported being a nextophiliac-“ Reid interjects, the rest of his sentence interrupted by the other two.

Prentiss and Morgan looked at each other with a look you couldn’t describe. “How did you listen to this all day?” He asks. “I just tune him out at this point” Prentiss replies, and they both have a laugh about it.

Reid didn’t seem to find it funny. A look of hurt flashed across his face before returning to his neutral expression.

“That was rude” you say to the other two, then giving you a pair of shocked looks. “Hey, it was just a joke” Morgan defends himself.

“Not a funny one” you say as you head out, missing the hopeful look in Reid’s eyes as you exit the building.

2.

You held your gun in hand, kicking open the door after there was no response. A quick crash further in the house was heard, and you and Reid made a silent agreement to split up.

Just as you were about to yell ‘clear’, you heard a loud clang come from the hallway, along with some cursing.

You crept up to the scene, seeing that the unsub had a gun shakily pointed at Reid. “You don’t have to do this John” he said warningly, his gun trained at the unsub.

Right as you saw his finger move to the trigger, you moved on instinct. The unsub was fast, but you were faster. You quickly squeezed your trigger, hearing a loud bang and feeling a sharp pain square in the chest as the unsub pointed his gun towards you and he fell to the floor. You were quick to cuff the struggling man.

“Are you ok?” Reid asks as soon as you had seen the unsub off to the ambulance. “I’m fine, gonna leave a huge mark though” you say with a smile, thankful for your vest.

He gave you a look like he was going to say something else, but decided not to. You didn’t mind.

3.

You, Reid and Hotch had stayed behind in the Florida police department to set up in their conference room.

As you were putting up pictures of victims on the board, another agent walked into the room.

“So…Spencer, is it? What does a guy like you find yourself doing at night?” A woman flirted. You tried your best to tune it out.

“Um.. usually going over cases” Reid says, not paying much attention to the woman, running his finger in an alarmingly fast pace across the file.

“Oh really? Why don’t you take a break and take me out to dinner” she boldly flirts. Reid paused for a moment while he processed her words.

“Oh! Um… no thanks” he simply replies. However, the woman only approaches him further. “Oh come on, you could use a break”.

Her whole monologue was really irritating you. After a few more seconds of her persisting, you had enough and turned to address her.

“Hey, he said no. Take a hint” you say harshly. She looked at you and scoffed. “I bet you’re jealous because you don’t get any women”.

You laughed at her response. “I sure hope not. Please respectively, fuck off” you say, she storms off with a scowl.

She stomped off to Hotch, who was just outside the conference room in earshot. “Are you going to do anything about that? He can’t talk to me like that” she complained.

“What are you talking about? I didn’t hear anything” he replies, clearly lying. As she leaves with a frown, he still shoots you a warning glance. The slight smile on Reid’s face as he continues to read through the file made it worth it.

4.

One by one, each member of the team were being called to the witness stand for questioning. For the hundredth time, the BAU was being questioned and reevaluated.

You picked at your fingers as it was your turn, a nervous habit. As soon as you sat down, questions were being hurled at you with little time to answer.

“Mr. (L/N), you simply watched Mr. Hotchner during his psychotic break on George Foyet?”

“Not exactl-“

“And you noticed signs of withdrawal from Mr.Reid and did not report it?”

“It’s Dr. Reid. And no, that isn’t-“

“That’s all we needed to know, thank you”. The judge gestured for you to leave. You felt the pit in your stomach widen as you exited the room.

5.

This was probably the worst day ever. You felt like you couldn’t get your job done without Barnes breathing down your neck. You didn’t know how she was even allowed in the field.

She had pretty much gone through the whole team, including yourself, and found any possible thing she could prod at and exaggerate.

You and JJ were on the phone with Prentiss and Reid when she approached you both. “Spencer Reid was very disrespectful earlier, and I’m not sure you should want a rouge agent like him on your team. Perhaps he is not as skilled as you claim” Barnes says, her brow as high as her ego.

While JJ awkwardly tried to find the words to say to her in a way that wouldn’t get her immediately fired, you decided you were done holding back.

“How can you make such a big assumption like that when you’ve never seen us in action? I assure you that Reid is the best at what he does” you say, the disbelief evident in your voice.

She shifts her intense gaze to yours, but you don’t back down. “Too bad he’s not here to prove it. Perhaps I need to look into transferring you as well” she says, walking away with her head high.

“Don’t listen to her” JJ says, her hand on your shoulder. You swore that you heard a small ‘thank you’ on the other side of the line.

+1

Honestly, you were tired of this. The unsub had been running from you for hours, and managed to get away every time, but this time you had him cornered.

You put your gun in its holster as he backed himself into an alleyway, Reid beside you. “C’mon man, it’s over” you say.

The man panicked, having no way out. His reaction was to spit in your face before swinging his fist at you.

Before you could even react, Reid had retaliated with a right hook, knocking the man to the ground. You stood there in shock as he cuffed the man.

“Thanks” you say as he passes by you with the man. He nods at you. You felt a smile creep on the corners of your lips.

#criminal minds x male reader #spencer reid x male reader

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Risky Business (David Rossi x m!reader)🍋

Reader is FTM. Graphic descriptions of AFAB anatomy, if that makes you uncomfy, PLEASE DON’T CONTINUE

⚠️WARNING⚠️: FILTHY SMUT, ORAL (READER RECEIVING), MINORS SHOO 18+

Desc: You wake up to a pleasant surprise from David

Your eyes fluttered open, as you started to feel a gentle press of lips against your neck. They gently trailed down your torso, and lingered at your hips.

“Good morning, tesoro” Rossi hums, thumbing at your hips as he kissed dangerously lower towards your pelvis.

“Ah, David, what” you mumbled, his grip on your hips tightening as you started to finally wake up.

“Consider this an apology for coming home so late last night”. You were very confused as to what he meant, but you gasped out as you felt a felt a hard kiss on your clit accompanied with a gentle suck.

“Oh- god” you moaned, your ankles hooking around his back in an attempt to pull him closer. He traced and teased your entrance with two fingers as he continued to gently suck on your clit.

“You taste so good, amore” he whispered, sinking a finger into your entrance. You tried to push your hips down closer to him, causing him to let out a chuckle.

He inserted another finger and searched for your g-spot, smiling at your shout once he found it.

Suddenly, your phone started going off. You let out a frustrated sigh. “Answer it” he demands, keeping such intense eye contact that a shiver went through your body.

Upon answering, you heard Garcia’s voice filter through. You had become close with her after David introduced you to the team at a dinner he hosted.

“Just checking to see that were still on for tomorrow” she says. At that moment, David decided to gently pinch at your clit.

“Y-yeah, mmhmm” you confirm. “Are you okay?” She asks. “Yeah i’mmm.. just fine! See you tomorrow!” You rushed, hanging up the phone and throwing it on the bed.

You pull at his hair as he continuously hits your g-spot dead on and sucks on your clit at the same time, feeling the fire quickly building own there.

“Oh fucking shit-… i’m gonna cum Dave” you confess towards the ceiling. “Cum for me, bellísimo” he replies, giving your clit a gentle nibble, pushing you over the edge.

You laid there motionless for a moment, chest heaving. David kissed his way back up to your body, leaving a particularly passionate kiss against your lips.

“That was so risky” you said with a laugh, feeling his smile against your lips. “It was thrilling” he agrees. You suddenly flipped him over so he was under you. “Your turn” you say with a mischievous smile, watching his throat as he swallowed.

#David Rossi x male reader #criminal minds x male reader

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One of Those Days (Aaron Hotchner x m!reader)🍎🍬

Reader is FTM (female to male)

⚠️WARNING⚠️: gender dysphoria, hurt to comfort

Desc: it’s one of those days where the gender dysphoria is the worst. Aaron is there to help.

As soon as your eyes flew open, you knew today was going to be a shitty day. The way the sheets rubbed against your body, the way it was just a little too hot in the room, and the damn rooster calling outside.

You sat up, immediately clamming up as soon as the blanket fell from your chest. You swallowed audibly, your skin crawling in a way making you want to start scratching at it.

“Fuck” you muttered, wrapping the blanket around your shoulders so it covered your chest, and rocked yourself back and forth, trying to keep your breathing under control.

This was a different type of personal hell. There was no amount of medication or therapy that could ever fully make this hellish feeling go away. You just had to sit and suffer until the feeling temporarily ebbed away.

Every mirror in sight had either been covered with a towel or turned around, even the tv. You were covered in sweat and resisted from clawing at every crevice of your body.

Somehow, you had ended up on the floor, curled up in a fetal position, breathing so hard you were almost wheezing.

You heard thunderous steps and a call of your name, and immediately sat up to make sure that Aaron knew you were in no physical distress.

He took a seat on the floor in front of you. “What’s going on?” He asked, placing a hand on your knee.

“It’s just another one of those days” you said, as Aaron reached over to wipe the tears you didn’t even notice you had.

“What can I do?” He questioned, a heavily concerned look in his eyes. “Not much” you laughed pitifully, squeezing his hand.

He helped you stand up, and sat you on the bed. “Maybe this isn’t much, but I can help distract you”. You nodded your head. He left and came back with a cup of hot cocoa, and turned on your favorite tv show.

You gratefully laid your head against his shoulder, and held his hand. You were so thankful for him. “I love you” You whispered. “I love you too” he whispers back, kissing your forehead.

#aaron hotchner x male reader #criminal minds x male reader

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Enamoured (Spencer Reid x gn!reader)🍬

Desc: reader wears their lip piercings to a dinner that Rossi hosts for the team. Spencer finds himself enamoured.

After a long day of work, Rossi had invited everyone over to his house to show everyone those cooking skills he is always bragging about.

You quickly ran home to get ready, debated if you should put in your lip rings, since technically, you weren’t at work. You decided, why the hell not?

Arriving at Rossi’s, you quickly fixed your hair as a nervous tic and knocked on the door, trying to resist the heavy urge to play with tour rings, another nervous habit you had developed.

You were immediately greeted with an already buzzed Garcia, and she giddily ushered you inside. “Ooh I love the new look!” She comments.

“How much have you had to drink already?” You tease. “Umm only a little bit?” She clearly lies. You playfully scoffed at her reply and allowed her to drag you to the kitchen, where the rest of the team were watching Rossi prepare Italian cuisine.

You excitedly took a seat next to Spencer, ignoring Morgan and JJ’s whistles at your current look.

When you turned to have a brief conversation with Spencer, you noticed that he could barely even look at you. When he did, his eyes kept bouncing between your lips and the counter. You frowned, wondering if you had done something wrong.

Before you could question him, Rossi had announced that it was time to dig in, and the delicious dish caused your worries to slip your mind for the moment.

Eventually, you all had migrated to the living room to watch a movie. You had ended up between Prentiss and Hotch.

“Since when have you had those?” Prentiss asked with a smile, gesturing to the jewelry. “Oh I’ve had these for a few years, I just don’t really wear them often anymore” you reply.

“You should, you look good” she compliments. You smile and thank her, before noticing that Spencer was literally across the room from you.

You felt your stomach dip at the thought of upsetting your best friend. You racked your brain over the course of the past few weeks to try to find what could’ve upset him, but you came up empty handed.

You made your way to the kitchen to grab another glass of wine, sighing audibly. “I know that sound” Rossi comments, leaning over the kitchen island. You laughed pitifully at that

“What’s wrong?” He asked. “It’s probably nothing, I’ve just noticed that Spencer has been sort of avoiding me all night” you reply.

He hums, “that is unusual” he comments. “I’m sure everything will be alright, kiddo” he says, placing a comforting hand on your shoulder before heading back to the living room.

Just as you were about to head out as well, Spencer entered the kitchen. “Hey Spence” you called out, stopping him in his tracks.

“Yeah?” He says, noticeably staring at your nose. “Can we talk?” You ask. You knew he hated that phrase but something needed to be done. He agreed and let you lead him outside.

“You’ve been avoiding me all night. I’m really sorry if I’ve done something to upset you” you apologize, your heart beating out of your chest.

“What? No, you didn’t do anything to upset me” he replies. “….But?” You press. His shoulders slumped in defeat.

“This will sound weird…but you just look so attractive with so piercings” he admits. The admission caused you to laugh. “That’s why you have been avoiding me all night?”.

Your teasing made him flush in embarrassment. “….Yeah?”. You grasped his hands in yours in silence.

“I wonder if kissing feels different with piercings” Spencer bravely comments. “Wanna find out?”. As soon as you got your sentence out, his lips were against yours.

#criminal minds x gn!reader #spencer reid x gn reader

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Querencia (Spencer Reid x m!reader)🍬🍋

5+1 is my favorite trope lol

⚠️WARNING⚠️ a little steamy and descriptive so MINORS SHOO 18+

Desc: six times where Spencer is touchy

1.

You had gone to bed a long time ago. Spencer insisted on staying up however long he could to solve the case. No matter how much you tried to beg him, he didn’t budge.

You tossed and turned and tried to go to sleep, but you couldn’t without Spencer. After two hours of frustration, you decided enough was enough and stood up to get him.

“Spence, please take a break at least” you begged as you watched him pace around the room. “In a moment” he mumbles, running his hands through his hair. You knew that he was especially stressed in this state.

So you spoke his language. You moved in front of him, and made sure to slowly reach out your hands to him, to make sure that he had an out. He eagerly took your hands in his. His shoulders relaxed just a little bit.

“I… I’m sorry” he whispers. “Don’t be sorry” you say, holding his cheek. “The case will be there for us tomorrow”. He nodded, and allowed you to lead him to bed.

As soon as you laid down, he wrapped himself around you. He tucked his head into your neck, his arm going around your side and his legs tangling with yours.

You knew Spencer had trouble uttering the three word phrase, but when he kissed your cheek, he didn’t have to say it. You knew.

2.

Currently, you were sitting on the couch as happy as a clam reading your book. You always cherished the few hours you had at home before called in to a case.

Spencer was lying with his head on your thighs intently watching Doctor Who. These types of moments were your favorite, when you two just co-existed with each other.

Apparently though, Spencer was feeling bored, because he started to hike up your boxers and kissed the insides of your thighs.

“Spencer…” you warned, not ready to put down your book just yet. He just smiled and kept going, kissing higher just to switch to the other leg.

You weighed your options here. You REALLY wanted to keep reading, but Spencer was being especially distracting. When he gently bit down, you decided the book could wait til later.

3.

You woke up to a shrill alarm, and groaned in frustration. You had finally gotten five hours of sleep.

Spencer stirred beside you, peaking his head out from your chest. “Case?” He asks, his low voice doing something to your brain that you were too tired to address at the moment.

You moved to get ready, but Spencer refused to budge and pulled you back down on top of him.

“Spence…we gotta go” you say, your face planted in his neck. “I know” he grumbles, pushing at your chest to get ready.

You chugged some serious coffee before heading out with Spencer, and promised him that as soon as the two of you got home, you could resume.

4.

You had just finished showing the new trainee around, and started to clean up your desk to head home for the day.

He was leaning against your desk all of the sudden, and you flashed him a friendly smile. “Did you forget something?”. “Yeah, I forgot your number” he flirted, sliding his cellphone towards you.

You awkwardly laughed at that. “I’m sorry if I gave you the wrong impression, but I’m not interested in you like that” you explain. His shoulders slumped but he took your rejection and went home.

You grabbed your bag and made it outside, before you felt a gentle hand on your arm. You didn’t have to turn to know it was Spencer. “Wow, are you actually coming home at the same time as me?” You teased.

You grew concerned at his silence but then he suddenly pushed you up against the wall with a dark lustful look in his eye. It made your cock twitch in your slacks.

“…Spence?”. “I don’t like that he was flirting with you” he simply states, leaning in to start making marks along your neck.

You knew you should have felt ashamed with how easily he riled you up, but he didn’t show this side often. “Spencer please” you say, not sure what you were begging for.

He smiled against your neck at your plea. The shame only fueled the moment more. You had to wear a turtleneck the next day at work.

5.

Coincidentally, both you and Spencer had gotten hurt on a case, resulting in the both of you being banished to Garcia’s cave.

Garcia had gone out to get food, which allowed Spencer to basically become a koala. He had to have some part of his body on you, and right now, he had his foot curled around your own as you both went over the case.

“I mean obviously what we know right now is that all the victims are female and that they each come from a teacher background” you said, banging your pen against your cup in an act of frustration.

He reached over to stop the nagging noise, but didn’t let go of your hand after that. “The unsub must have had issues with a maternal figure” he comments.

You stood up to get a bottle of water, and Spencer jokingly pulled you into his lap, careful to keep his injured hand out of reach.

“Spence!” You shouted gleefully. “I don’t know what you’re talking about” he teases, continuing to look over the case file.

“Oh lover boys, I have returned- oh..oh! I’m so sorry” Garcia rambled as she quickly closed the door and ran off. The two of you bursted into laughter.

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“What’s with you today?” Morgan asks with a smile. “What do you mean?” You ask. “You seem like you’re up to something” he presses. “No” you say, ignoring the heavy weight of the ring in your pocket.

You had impulsively bought it literally before coming into work. You just felt like it was right. You planned on proposing tonight.

Once Morgan had stopped teasing, you made your way to Hotch’s office. He gestured for you to sit as you closed the door.

“I need your help with keeping Spencer just a little bit late today” you ask. “Why?” He asks, his eyebrow arching.

“I want to propose tonight and I need time to set up” you explained, and watched a small smile stretch across the man’s face.” Sure” he agreed, shaking your hand before sending you on your way.

Hotch kept his word, and occupied Spencer. You hurried home, lit a few candles, and waited for him to come home, your heart beating out of your chest.

The doorknob turned with a rambling Spencer entering, and you froze in your tracks. When he didn’t see you, he called your name and entered the bedroom, looking around with an unreadable expression.

You slowly approached him, and took his hands in yours. “Spencer….these last three years of my life have been filled with so much love, loss, and tragedy. You have been my best friend, my rock, my tether to earth”. You knelt down, and presented him the ring.

“Would you do me the honor of marrying me?” You asked, your nerves spiking when his expression didn’t change.

He knelt down with you, and pulled a ring out of his pocket. “Actually, will you marry me?” He asked with a huge smile. You laughed out in glee, quickly nodding your head.

He surged forward to kiss you as you both exchanged rings, and fell to the floor a laughing mess of limbs.

#spencer reid x male reader #criminal minds x male reader

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Hotel Room Service (Derek Morgan x m!reader)🍋

⚠️WARNING⚠️ SMUT! Blowjobs, handjobs MINORS SHOO 18+

Desc: Who knew that a game of rock paper scissors could end up in satisfying literally any wet dream you’ve ever had?

Due to the raging thunderstorm outside, you and the rest of the team were forced to pair off in hotel rooms for the night.

You all would’ve just paired off on your own, but Garcia decided it would be more fun to place rock paper scissors. You ended up with Morgan.

Currently, you found yourself going over the case while Morgan was occupied taking his sweet time in the shower.

The only big missing factor was that you had absolutely no idea what was connecting the victims. Garcia had found no connections, and each victim had an entirely different background and crossed gender lines.

Morgan practically scared you when he tapped on your shoulder. “Woah! Didn’t mean to scare you. Just wondering what kind of pizza you want” he explains.

“Pepperoni is fine” you smile gratefully, before you noticed that he was literally naked and he was only wearing a towel around his waist.

You caught his slight smirk and you quickly turned away to skim the case file, but now all you could focus on was that your roommate was naked.

You took a break from your work when the pizza arrived at the door, and you made sure to leave a generous tip.

“I don’t bite” Morgan teases you when he notices your hesitation of whether if you should sit on the bed or at the desk.

You and Morgan were the last to check in, so you were only able to get a room with one bed. You weren’t sure if you should scream and cry or shout with glee.

“Somehow I think you could be wrong” you tease back, but you sit beside him anyway and chow down on the pizza.

He laughed at that and mindlessly scrolled through some tv channels as he also began to eat some pizza.

Eventually, the two of you went back to reviewing the case and soon enough it was time to go to bed. You had changed into some night appropriate clothes and turned red at the sight of Morgan shirtless in the bed.

‘Does this man not own any clothes?’ You thought to yourself as you slid into the bed, and turned away from him. You were as stiff as a board while Morgan was happily snoring away.

He even started drifting toward your side of the bed, his legs starfished over yours and his back was halfway across your chest. You probably weren’t going to get any sleep tonight.

—

You suddenly woke up at the sound of the worsening thunderstorm outside. You tried to move to get up but there was a heavy weight on your chest.

You were confused before you looked down to see Morgan face down on your chest, a damp area on your shirt from his mouth.

“Oh my god” you whispered to yourself, and when you moved to push him off to keep your dignity intact, you felt your leg brush against a very obvious hard-on. You wished the bed would swallow you whole.

Much to your horror, Morgan adjusted himself and slowly woke up. “Oh” he said in a low voice that definitely did NOT turn you on, and he rolled off of you.

You waited for sleep to return, but it never did. All you could think about was that he was on top of you, with a hard-on. You thought about excusing yourself to the bathroom.

You turned around on the bed, only to find Morgan staring at you. “Hi creepy” you joked, trying to diffuse the situation. “Hi” he whispered back, awfully close to your face.

“Um, are we gonna talk about…” you began. “No, I’d rather do this” he whispers back, leaning in to gently press his lips to yours.

Holy fuck. You were kissing Derek Morgan.

This situation is like a wet dream come true.

You kissed back, and dared to rub your hands down his naked chest. He hummed into the kiss before he slowly pressed you into the sheets, ending up on top of you.

You didn’t even notice when he got your shirt unbuttoned, and he trailed hot kisses from your neck to your chest, continuing to unbutton your shirt and making his way down.

You stared at the ceiling and bit your lip as he palmed at your erection, causing your hips to buck up. He chuckled at the reaction, and pulled down your boxers and pants in one go.

He peppered kisses along your thighs before parting them, and gave your cock a long lick from base to tip. “Oh god” you whimpered, covering your face.

He bobbed his head up and down, using his hand to pump what he couldn’t fit. He had to use his hands to keep your legs from clamming shut.

When he slowly started to trace your tip with his tongue, you dragged him back up and kissed him hard, and flipped him around.

His cock twitched excitedly against his leg, and you smirked into the kiss. “You like the tables being turned huh?” You teased, sliding your hand down his pants to grab at his painfully hard erection.

Before he could make a snarky reply, you pull his cock out and start to twist your wrist and kiss at his neck, causing him to let out a load moan. “Shhh, what will our neighbors think?” You whispered into his ear, giving a particularly hard suck.

“Fuck you” he spits, throwing his head back. You chuckle at that and add your length to the mix, stroking both of your lengths together. “Maybe later” you promise, feeling his length twitch at that.

You continued to kiss at his chest, and the bucking of his hips told you that he was close. A few more strokes had him cumming hard, him biting into your shoulder to keep himself quiet. You followed not too long after.

You quickly stood up to get some towels and cleaned both him and yourself, and flopped onto the bed. “Damn” he whispered. “Damn indeed” You replied.

—

Prentiss and Garcia sat mortified in their respective beds. A beat of silence and then Garcia suddenly spoke up. “You owe me $20”.

#derek morgan x male reader #criminal minds x male reader

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Peripeteia (Spencer Reid x gn!reader)🍎🍬

⚠️WARNING⚠️: violence, reader gets stabbed

Desc: Spencer realizes he has to make a move when he almost loses you.

Scoping out the abandoned warehouse felt like a horror movie to you. Whenever your best friend Spencer came over for a movie night, the two of you would make fun of the illogical decisions the characters made. Suddenly, it wasn’t funny anymore.

Flashlight and gun in hand, you made sure you carefully checked each corner before turning down the following hallway. You had strict instructions to radio the team if you saw anything suspicious.

You thought you saw movement, but then your radio went off with Hotch saying he found something. You looked around before turning around, and then you were suddenly face down on the floor.

You shouted out a curse word as the unsub gripped your arms behind you, causing your shoulder to pop. “If you know what’s good for you, you’ll stay quiet” The unsub whispers in your ear, pressing a knife into your throat.

You dropped all your weight on to one hip, causing your radio to go off and alert the others. The unsub froze at the sound, and you took the opportunity to throw him off your back and press him into the concrete. You grabbed the knife from him, but received a large cut across your palm from the struggle and dropped it.

“GUYS!?” You shouted, confused why the team wasn’t here yet. “Your team isn’t going to save you” the unsub laughed, holding a piece of your radio.

“Fuck” you cursed, using one hand to press him down and the other to cuff him. You got one cuff on him before he suddenly threw you to the ground, and crawled his way to the knife. You realized that you couldn’t make it to your gun in time, so you tried to run for it.

He quickly pressed you to the wall, and in the heat of the moment, the knife lodged in your abdomen felt like a hard pinch. The shock that was soon delivered after the unsub yanked the knife out of you caused you to slide down the wall, and you were unable to chase him.

In your daze, you heard thunderous steps in your direction and a shout of your name, and you felt a smile grace your lips at the familiar voice.

“Spence” you whispered as he frantically ripped off his jacket to apply pressure to your open wound.

“You’re gonna be okay” He frantically whispered over and over, tapping at your face when your eyes fluttered shut.

“Hey, stay with me” he begged. “WHERE THE FUCK ARE THE MEDICS!?” He cried. Hotch and JJ had ran over at the sound of his screams.

The last thing you saw was Spencer’s terrified face, and the sounds of sirens outside before you slipped into unconsciousness.

—

Your eyes flew open and you sat up, wincing at the pain spreading across your abdomen. You groaned at the familiar smell and the bright lights. You were in a hospital.

You heard shouting outside, and someone suddenly bursted into the room. “Sir, you’re not allowed in there right now” a doctor urged. “I don’t care” Spencer replied, and he was at your side in an instant.

His mouth struggled to form the words he was thinking, and you smiled and squeezed his hand. “I thought I lost you” he says, tears streaming down his face. “Hey, don’t do any of that. I’m here” you replied, wiping away some of his tears with your thumb.

He laughed at that, and wiped the rest of his tears. “Did you know that even when you’re unconscious, that you can hear?” You say with a teasing smile.

Suddenly, his face had turned beet red. You had heard his love confession to you while you were being transported to the hospital.

“It’s very much returned by the way”. Before you could make another teasing comment, Spencer had surged forward to capture your lips in a deep kiss.

You smiled into the kiss and gripped his hair. You had been waiting for this moment for a long time.

“Woah, are we interrupting something?” JJ said with a smirk. The two of you turned red at the sight of her and Morgan in the doorway.

“Yes” Spencer stated, and went right back to kissing you. The others left you alone for a while.

#spencer reid x gn reader #criminal minds x gn!reader

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Restless (Spencer Reid x gn!reader)🍬

⚠️WARNING⚠️: violence (case)

Desc: You stay up extra late to grind a case. Spencer convinces you to come to bed.

You paced back and forth throughout the room, numerous papers scattered across your desk, and the case file folder was currently lost beneath the enormous pile.

Even Spencer had thrown in the towel for the night, after hours of trying to go through every possible scenario with you.

You had somehow convinced him to go to bed after he was caught falling asleep at the table, but you hypocritically stayed awake. A quick glance to the clock let you know that it was 2am.

You just didn’t get it. The unsub had been targeting prostitutes, even staging them in public, but left no trace of themself. No prints, no mistakes, nothing.

What the team did know was that all the women targeted were from the same club, and relatively around the same age. They even looked alike. They were probably substitutes.

You were currently looking through the transcript of an interview of the first victims best friend, and you leaned in closer at the mention that the friend was the reason she joined the club.

You startled when you heard a voice behind you. “Please come to bed” A tired Spencer voiced, his warm palm on your shoulder causing you to lean back into his touch.

“I think I’m on to something” you dismissed, chewing on the pen you were using to make notes. He sits down beside you, and gently pried the pen from your hands. “Please” he urges, placing his hand over yours.

You looked into his tired puppy eyes, and considered it. The case file would still be here tomorrow, and the bed would be a much better place than the uncomfortable chair you were sitting on.

“I can’t sleep with you” he presses, absentmindedly tracing your palms, avoiding eye contact at the admittance. You sighed, and the corners of his lips twitched when you stood up and allowed him to lead you to the bedroom.

You shed your pants and groaned as you hit the cold sheets of your bed, nuzzling your face into the pillow. You hummed as Spencer joined you, dragging you back into his chest and placed his face into your neck.

You let the soothing sounds of his heavy breathing lure you to sleep, letting the case slip into the back of your mind.

—

You suddenly sprung out of bed, startling Spencer awake. “What’s wrong?” he asked, ready to reach for his gun.

“The unsub personally knows the victim. They are targeting prostitutes who look exactly like the best friend, they probably blame the friend for getting her into prostitution, oh my god!” You mumbled, practically jumping out of bed and ran out the room to make a call to Hotch.

Spencer blinked sleepily at your retreating form, before it clicked and he also shot out of bed. “How could I not see it before?” He mumbled to himself.

#spencer reid x gn reader #criminal minds

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Conference Call (Aaron Hotchner x gn!reader)🍋

⚠️WARNING⚠️: SMUT!! Blowjobs, MINORS SHOO 18+‼️

Guys I don’t know how to write long stories I’m sorry 😭

Desc: You & Aaron stay behind after the rest of the team has gone home to be present during a conference call about a case for Strauss. You get a little bored.

It was after hours. Everyone else had gone home, except for yourself and Aaron. He had to stay behind on a conference call to report the teams findings on an ongoing case to Strauss.

He told you that you didn’t have to stay as well, but you insisted. You sat in his office along with him, silently reviewing the case material and made sure to stay out of the cameras view.

It had been at least two hours, and the ticking of the clock was maddening. You had to do something. You paced around the room, took a brief stretch break, and then got back to work.

You observed Aaron, you could tell he was tired as well, if the major eye bags weren’t a dead give away. His leg bounced in anticipation, his brow furrowed and his fingers holding on to whatever he could.

You knew he needed a break. You quietly walked over, and Aaron only spared a glance. A mischievous idea popped into your head.

You fell to your knees and crawled under his desk. He didn’t even know you where there until you brushed your hand against his leg, near his cock, causing him to make a startled noise.

“Aaron? Are you alright?” Strauss questioned. He quickly regained his composure, mumbling a quick yes, before gripping your hair hard as you undid his zipper and freed his cock.

However, he made no move to stop you. His hand laid still on your head as you flattened your tongue against the wet cotton, his cock giving a twitch in response to the stimulation.

You pulled down his boxers and took the irl into your mouth, letting the salty taste of his precum fill your mouth. You slowly made your way down his cock, pressing your nose against his pelvis. He was surprisingly composed for having his cock down your throat.

When you tried to lift up, he pressed his hand to the back of your neck, keeping you there. Your eyes rolled back as your throat struggled to constrict around the intrusion, starting to see spots from the lack of air. He finally let you up.

You traced the prominent vain running throughout his cock, and his hips bucked up, letting you know that he was close. He suddenly forced you down his cock, coughing to cover the gagging nose you made.

You let him abuse your throat until his cum shot down your throat, and tears spilled over from the lack of air. He released your hair and let you back away. Finally, he said goodbye to Strauss and turned to you as you came back around his desk.

“Very naughty” He commented, looking at your disheveled form with a smirk. “I was bored” you quipped back. He laughed at that, and slid his hands into the back pockets of your pants.

“Why don’t we continue this at home” He whispers in your ear, ending his sentence with a cruel suck to your neck. You bit down at your lip to suppress a noise. “Let’s”.

You grabbed his hand and lead him to your shared vehicle, and got in. You didn’t miss the way he tightly gripped the wheel. You were in for a long night.

#aaron hotchner x gn!reader #criminal minds

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Dating SOME of the Men in Criminal Minds (and how the team finds out) gn!reader🍎🍬

Reader works in the BAU. ⚠️WARNING⚠️ for angst and implied sexual situations MINORS SHOO 18+

I know there’s no Luke or Matt, but I don’t know them well enough to write for them (still watching the show lol), once I feel confident enough, I’ll make a separate post for them. Might be ooc sorry 😭

Aaron Hotchner

- he’s a very private person

- at work it’s like you guys aren’t even dating

- at home, he’s all over you though

- whether if it’s a hand on your shoulder, around your waist, or a simple kiss to the cheek, he’s always touching you

- his love language is physical touch despite his hard exterior

- when it’s you two alone, he always has a smile on his face. He’s very goofy around you

- dude constantly brings you flowers for ANY occasion

- caught the unsub? Congrats flowers.

- the unsub got away? Feel better flowers.

- literally any scenario you could come up with, you would come home to flowers

- might as well start a small flower business on the side (why did I go on this long about flowers??)

- anyway here’s a scenario with how the rest of the team found out:

You narrowly escaped the burning building, your lungs struggling to constrict around the sudden burst of air, although all you could think about that Aaron hadn’t made it out yet.

When you looked around and noticed his absence, Morgan had to hold you back from running back in the building.

Suddenly, the building had collapsed on itself. “NO!” You screamed out, stepping hard on Morgan’s foot and freed from his hold, ignoring his pained yelp.

You fell to your knees in front of the building, letting choked sobs flow from your mouth. You felt a hand on your shoulder. “Come on, we shouldn’t stick around” Morgan said, fighting tears himself, though he would never admit that.

You heard a familiar voice call out your name, and your neck almost snapped with how fast you turned. You let out another sob, standing up so quickly that your knees buckled, but a pair of arms kept you upright.

You buried your face into Aaron’s shirt, soaking it with your tears. “You’re okay, you’re okay” You mumbled over and over, gripping his back as if you were afraid he would disappear.

“I’m okay” He whispered back, burying his face into your neck. You suddenly pulled back and crashed your lips against his, trying to get impossibly closer to him.

He wrapped his arms around your shoulders, kissing you back like a man starved. The rest of the team stood there shocked, before flocking over to make sure that Aaron was okay.

You caught Garcias excited smile and Morgan’s arched brow, and even Spencer was surprised. You both knew you would hear an earful from them later.

Spencer Reid

- you two agreed to keep it a secret only because you agreed that it was more fun that way

- the team already suspected that the two of you were together, since you two always sat together on the plane, and even shared music when there was no talk of a case.

- one time Spencer even fell asleep on your shoulder. Your earbuds kept you from hearing Garcias gloating about how she is going to win the bet she placed on the two of you

- he practically looks at you with heart eyes all the time

- he shares his love through quality time and info sharing

- when he comes over to your apartment, sometimes all you will do is sit in silence near each other

- like when he reads a book while you mindlessly scroll through the tv

- he’s also a big fan of physical touch when the others aren’t around. He’s always holding onto your hand

- he often finds himself tracing the lines on your palms. You’re very sensitive there but you hold out for him

- after this, Garcia definitely won the bet:

You and Spencer were alone in the conference room. You both were always really early, and Garcia had went on a coffee run.

Spencer had slowly been scooting his chair closer to you. You had pretended not to notice, but your smile grew bigger every time he not so secretly got closer. Your legs were touching but it still wasn’t close enough.

“Yes Spencer?” You suddenly say, stopping him in his tracks. “Is there something you want to say?”. He groaned at that, grabbing your hand. He had trouble expressing what he wants, so you didn’t tease him further.

When you pressed a kiss to his cheek, you heard a collective number of gasps. In horror, you both turned to see quite literally the whole team in the doorway.

“I KNEW IT! Cough up 20, Morgan!” Garcia demanded, causing him to roll his eyes as he handed her the money.

“You guys placed bets?” You asked, your face slowly turning red. “Why of course” Garcia giggled, handing you your coffee. Both you and Spencer had matching smiles, enduring the rest of the teams teasing.

David Rossi

- the two of you often went over cases together, silently reviewing it

- his love language is quality time and acts of service

- he LOVES to cook for you

- to celebrate catching the unsub, the two of you often go out to dinner and drink expensive wine

- the two of you are often so absorbed in work that you don’t spend much time together at work

- how the team found out:

You startled awake at the alarm, groaning and hitting it before you peeled your eyes open and saw the time.

“Oh my god. David, get up!” You shouted, shaking him awake. “What?” He groans, trying to bury his face into the pillow.

“We’re late” You urge, and he shot out of bed. You quickly sprayed some cologne on yourself, and the two of you practically ran out the door. You allowed him to go in first, and waited a few minutes before entering.

“Sorry, my tire gave out on the way here” You lied, sitting down and listening intently to Garcias debriefing.

“The unsub has been breaking into families home, and-“ she was cut off when Spencer suddenly piped up. “You’re wearing Rossi’s cologne” He said.

“What?” You ask. “You’re wearing his cologne, he wore that yesterday” He points at you with an offending finger and a shit eating grin. Fuck.

You froze, and gave David a sheepish smile. “Well, the cats out of the bag now” He says.

“How long has this been going on?” JJ asks with a laugh. “It’s been a couple months” You admitted, scratching the back of your neck. The rest of the day you received slaps on your back and comments from the team.

Derek Morgan

- you guys recently started dating

- the two of you never intended to keep it a secret, in fact, Morgan would flirt with you all the time, though since he did it with Garcia so often it was overlooked.

- his love language is words of affirmation and physical touch

- he often calls you nicknames

- he even dared to slap your ass when Hotch was turned

- no one even questioned the fact that the two of you always leave together

- he’s very protective of you

- how the team found out:

You fiddled with your hands as the rest of the team slowly filtered into the conference room, practically downing the coffee you had. It was too early for this shit.

You were chatting with JJ when Derek finally wondered in, sitting down with a grunt, coffee in hand. “Woah, you must have had a fun night” She commented with a smirk.

He was confused at first, but then remembered that he was supporting a pretty huge hickey at the moment. He laughed along with her.

“Come on, who’s the lucky person?” She teases him, nudging his arm. “A gentleman doesn’t kiss and tell” He says with a smile.

You took a sip of your coffee, trying to hide your growing smirk. “Wait” Spencer speaks up, pointing at you. “You just had a smirk”.

You froze in place, heat crawling up your neck, but Morgan bursts out laughing. “I’m not ashamed to admit it” He holds his hands up. “I thought you said that gentleman never kiss and tell?” Rossi teased with a smirk.

You laughed at that and elbowed Derek in the ribs. “He’s a liar”. He gasped at that, pretending to be offended. “As heartwarming as this is, we have a case to start” Hotch speaks up, gesturing for Garcia to start as she walked in. “What did I miss?” She asks.

#criminal minds x gn!reader #aaron hotchner #derek morgan #david rossi #spencer reid

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Dating the men in F.R.I.E.N.D.S.🍬(gn!reader)

Just some simple hc’s lol

Joey Tribbiani

- one second you’re just having a sip of coffee, the next there’s this handsome man leaning on your table with a ‘how you doin?’

-most people would’ve found this unattractive, but you found it endearing.

- for your first date, he takes you out to a fancy restaurant

- bold is Joey’s middle name

- while on the outside he is confident, he’s actually quite insecure on the inside. You find yourself constantly reassuring him on multiple topics.

- his love language is words of affirmation, so he calls you many cheesy nicknames all the time. In fact, you rarely ever hear him call you by your name.

- first kiss:

You held your breath as Joey nervously picked up the phone.

“Is this Mr.Tribbiani?”

“Yeah, that’s me” Joey says, not letting his nerves change his tone, but you could read it all over his face.

“We’ve decided that you are a perfect fit for the role” They announced.

Joey put the phone down with a shout, “I MADE IT!” He said, rubbing his hands together.

“Jo, I’m so proud of you!” You said with a smile. He ran over without thinking, crashing his lips to yours.

He awkwardly pulled away, scratching at his neck “Sor-“ before he could even finish his sentence, you had pulled him by the collar and reconnected your lips.

“Mr.Tribbiani? Hello?” The phone sounded. “Oh shoot” He mumbled, rushing over to the phone.

Chandler Bing

- you would have to ask him out first

- you had bravely approached him while he was working, and asked him out. He gave you a look of surprise before accepting.

- he is insecure like Joey, but he’s more outward with it.

- for your first date, you guys go out to see a movie

- his love language is acts of service, one time you mentioned that you missed cereal, and the next day, it was on your counter

- first kiss:

You returned to your apartment with Chandler at your heels late at night. He insisted that he walk you to your door.

“Tonight was wonderful” You said, giving a genuine smile. “Yeah…it really was” He says, looking anywhere but your face.

The two of you kind of awkwardly stood around, Chandler shifting on his heels. You grew tired of the silence and leaned in slowly, giving him the opportunity to back out.

He let out a shaky sigh. “Does my breath smell bad?” He whispers, practically talking against your lips. You let out a small chuckle, “No”. Your lips finally connect.

“That was SO cheesy!” Monica shouted with a laugh, which earned her an elbow to her ribs. “Shut up, I think it’s sweet!” Rachel countered.

Chandler pulled away from you with a shy smile, his ears burning red. “I’ll see you tomorrow” You laughed, watching him scuttle away.

Ross Geller

- After some hyping from Joey, he asked you out

- he tried to ‘play it cool’ but it wasn’t long before he started to share facts

- for your first date, he actually took you Roa museum and geeked out

- it started to become a competition between the two of you to see who knew more

- he lends you his books all the time

- his love language is literally just info sharing. It excites him because you’re one of the only people who actually let him go on

-first kiss:

“Did you know that kissing could lower your blood pressure? It can even burn a few calories, in extreme make out sessions of course, but it’s still cool” Ross rambled on.

“Wanna test that?” You pipe up.

“It can even reduce plaque build up because when you’re kissing more saliva-… what?” He cuts himself off, turning beet red.

You moved closer to him, “I said, do you want to test that?” You whispered, keeping eye contact. “O-okay” Ross says with a shy smile, and the two of you shared a very sweet kiss.

#ross geller #chandler bing #Joey Tribbiani #x gn reader #friends(tv)