Sup? I'm Stray and this is my self ships blog!Ships will be tagged. Icon by @whiteflame-selfship | She/they, bisexual. Stray isn't my real name. It's just an alias.
Main F/os: Julian Devorak(The Arcana); Lucifer (Obey Me); Aaron Hotchner (Criminal Minds) ; Raihan (Pokemon); Ebenezer Scrooge (Scrooge: A Christmas Carol) | Not comfortable with sharing main f/os Insta: @strayselfships |
thinking about how in that one quest where you bring jel a wholeass piranha implies that he manhandled that dead fish so he could yank its teeth out for that dress
summary: After two years with the BAU, you get the feeling that Aaron Hotchner isn’t your biggest fan. That’s too bad, because you really like him.
notes: hello. this is singlehandedly the longest fic i’ve ever written (like 21.7K words). i didn’t intend for it to be this long and i tried to see where i could break it up, but i think it flows better if it’s in one piece. happy reading! x
(edit: adding in that the reader is fem)
a huge thank you to @hotchsdoormat for being the best person alive and for listening to me rant about this piece. love u forever.
warnings: typical criminal minds speak, kidnapping and mentions of broken arms and ribs and typos, probably.
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Years of dreaming of becoming a federal agent for the Behavioral Analysis Unit led to the beginning of an illustrious career solving crimes and traveling across the country. It had only taken guest lectures by none other than the BAU themselves for the idea of catching killers and outsmarting them to do so to seep its way to the back of your mind.
You just wish you liked your job.
You like your work. You like walking into the office with a sense of purpose and you like profiling bad people and saving the good ones. You even like the shitty coffee that never seems to run out and you don’t mind the early call times and the sudden departures.
What you don’t like, however, is your boss. But you know that’s just because he doesn’t like you.
In your two years with the BAU, you don’t think you’ve ever seen Aaron throw a smile in your direction if it wasn’t meant for someone standing next to you. Two years of Aaron being dismissive and choosing to sit farthest from you in the conference room and on the jet. Two years of watching him foster friendships with your coworkers without sparing you a second glance. But work is work.
You’re an outsider. It’s almost what you expected.
Emily’s the first one to tell you that you don’t need to take it personally. Her rocky start with the BAU and stories of learning that trust takes time eased your worries for a while, but Aaron never seemed to give you the time of day aside collaborating with the rest of the team. Everyone says he’s notorious for being stoic and intimidating, but you don’t see it that way. In your mind, he loathes you.
Which is unfortunate, because you liked Aaron the most.