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Criminal Minds Characters Sexuality Head-Canons

(The cool team members will be closer to the bottom)

Aaron Hotchner: Straight

David Rossi: Homophobic Straight

Jason Gideon: Bisexual, bird man had a crush on Rossi before finding out he’d committed a hate crime

Elle Greenaway: I go back and forth between lesbian and bisexual with a STRONG preference toward women

Ashley Seaver: bisexual

Stephen Walker: pansexual

Luke Alvez: Bisexual

Will Lamontagne: Either straight or bi with a strong preference toward women, I’m undecided

Jordan Todd: Lesbian, her and Spencer are mlm wlw hostility

Matthew Simmons: Straight, very passionate ally though

Kate Callahan: that woman is bisexual like so painfully bisexual

Tara Lewis: Lesbian

Alex Blake: I like the idea of her as a lesbian but idk bc she has a husband so bi is also fine

Spencer Reid: Bisexual, strong preference toward men

Jennifer Jareau: Bisexual

Derek Morgan: Bisexual

Penelope Garcia: pansexual

Emily Prentiss: lesbian

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Can Ladies Kill

an excerpt from the hotch x unsub fic i am working on. :) id love to hear thoughts

Y/n’s pov

I shift in my seat and fix my posture as I feel a set of eyes fall upon me. Steps echo against the hardwood floor and I take a deep inhale, letting the bitter smell of coffee slap me into awareness. Out of the corner of my eye I see that a man has approached my table but I keep my eyes pasted to my book.

“Can ladies… kill?” a low voice says, drawing it out. I lick my lips. Men are so easy. I peek up above the book in my hands and let out a dry chuckle as I eye the man from head to toe. He looks official. From the shine of his black dress shoes to the sparkle of the rolex on his wrist. The man is handsome, well groomed, clean shaven with dark brown hair. He has dark eyes that feel as if he could kill you with one glare. My type. He clears his throat “Well… can they?”. A smile creeps upon my face and I shut my book locking eyes with him.

“What do you think,” my eyes dart to his name tag, “Mr. Aaron Hotchner?” He smiles at the sound of his name and his eyes seem to lighten.

“Well I could tell you what I think but I’m asking you.” He gestures towards the chair across from me, “May I sit?”. I nod and the sound of the metal dragging against the floor causes heads to turn.

“It’s not about whether a lady can kill. Of course she can. It’s about this misogynistic idea of why would something so pretty do something so vile .” I stir my coffee and watch as he uncomfortably shifts in his seat. “Most men depict women as emotionally incapable of killing. I disagree.”

Hotch’s pov

“I have visual on the suspect” I eye the woman as she shifts in her seat. I slip the wedding ring off of my finger and begin to walk towards her. “I’m going in” I state into my ear piece. I try to shake my nerves. One wrong word and I blow the whole thing and I can’t risk that.

We’ve been trying to catch our killer for months and I know in my gut it’s y/n. I watch her chest rise and fall as I approach the tiny table she sits at. I can tell that she’s eyeing me from her peripheral vision.

“Can ladies… kill?” I ask slowly, referring to the book in her hand, watching as she licks her lips drawing my attention to her red lipstick. How classic, I almost scoff. She brings her eyes to meet mine, lowering her book, and begins eyeing me up and down. She lets out a dry chuckle and I can tell that she thinks she has me. She is a classic narcissist. I clear my throat and shake my nerves. “Well… can they?” a sinister smile decorates her red lips. Her book suddenly shuts and she locks her hazel eyes with mine. I try to keep my composure. I don’t want to bring her satisfaction.

“What do you think?” she hesitates, “Mr. Aaron Hotchner?”. I smile at her. I’m one step ahead and she doesn’t know it.

“Well I could tell you what I think but I’m asking you.” I gesture to the chair across from her “May I sit?”. She nods. I pull the chair out causing people to turn their heads but it doesn’t take long for them to go back to their coffee, conversations, and computers.

“It’s not about whether a lady can kill. Of course she can. It’s about this misogynistic idea of why would something so pretty do something so vile.” Suddenly my tie feels tight, like I could choke. “Most men depict women as emotionally incapable of killing. I disagree.” Of course she’s not wrong but I’m here to make an arrest not listen to her manifesto.

“And are you emotionally capable?” I lean back sipping my coffee watching her reaction carefully. She chews on her bottom lip as if she is thinking about how to answer the question.

“What do you think,” she lets a little laugh slip out and intertwines her fingers before propping up her elbows and resting her head on them. “Agent.” Shit. Right when I thought we were two steps ahead of her she was on our heels the whole time. She’s good. Better than i thought.

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⤾·˚ ༘ ࿐ ࿔*: 𝙷𝙴𝚁𝙴 𝚆𝙴 𝙶𝙾 𝙰𝙶𝙰𝙸𝙽 ╱ spencer reid

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❝ 𝖼𝖺𝗅𝗅𝖾𝖽 𝗂𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗍𝗋𝗈𝗈𝗉𝗌, 𝗀𝗈𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗆 𝗍𝗈 𝘴𝘩𝘰𝘰𝘵.❞

𝐈𝐍 𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐂𝐇 an unsub with a determination to be recognized decides to take his fury out on a federal agent.


𝐏𝐀𝐈𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒 spencer reid x f!reader

𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒 character death, mentions of blood, just sad.

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Can we just admit that the writers gave Hotch zero backstory with minimal character development? Like the biggest development for Hotch was when they started tailoring his suits to actually fit him.

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Request by @greenprisca​: Hi can I request a Hotch x reader fic! The reader is always there for hotch and jack (took care of them even when Haley was alive), but they both snap at her. Telling her she’s not Haley/his mom. (Y/N) takes a break from them and goes out with a brother or family member that’s a single parent, and the boys see it wrong.

a/n: i contacted tumblr a couple of days ago about my tag issues but i haven’t heard back. boosting this fic, if you like it, could really help tumblr fix whatever issue it’s having with my accounts. its very frustrating, and is making me not wanna post right now, so i might take a bit of time off while i wait for this issue to fix, and while i wait for more requests! ilysm thank you for your support!

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Originally posted by lilygarlands

author: abby <3

words: 1667

warning: fighting, yelling, mention of past character death

It shouldn’t have happened the way it did. 

The collapse of a perfect world was triggered by a caring act. The end of a long day, the whisper of words turned to shouts, love turned into regret. 

Aaron Hotchner had come back to his home late that night, the smell of dinner flooding through to his nostrils. He smiled, a gesture he missed when he was away on case. He called for Y/N, a presence he had hoped to see. Instead of the giggles of his son and her that usually met his eyes, he was met with quiet, so he headed to his son’s room.

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Home Sweet Home

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Originally posted by hqtchner

Pairing: Aaron Hotchner/ GN! Reader

Category: Angst/Fluff

Summary: Hotch returns unexpectedly from being away and causes a tough time for Reader.

A/N: I got to write this little piece for our Discord server’s fic swap! I was lucky enough to have @ontheoddoccasioniwritestuff as my person!

This fic is gender neutral and written in second person POV for an easier self-insert experience!

Content warnings: Cursing, bit of angst, hurt/comfort, a lil kiss at the end


W.C: 3.5k

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The moment he stepped in the room, the air escaped your lungs and everything froze.

“Seven months ago I made a decision…”

The rest of his words refused to register in your mind. All you could focus on was him.

He was back home, safe. His eyes were tired, his hair a bit longer than he normally kept it, and he’d grown a beard. He’d never been one for facial hair. He had a subscription service that delivered sustainable razors and blades to his home like clockwork so he never ran out and never ran the risk of coming to work with stubble. He hated looking ‘unkempt’. Who was the man standing in the room, still speaking? How long had it been since he’d shaved?

You felt the tears sting your eyes, blurring your vision.

Months had passed. He hadn’t called. He hadn’t shaved. He hadn’t emailed, or Skyped. Or shaved. He hadn’t shaved. And he hadn’t called.

The dramatic gasp from your beloved technical analyst stole the air from the room and pulled you from your thoughts.

“Oh! Sir! You’re back! With a beard? Welcome back!”


You blinked a few times to clear the tears in your eyes, trying to make sense of what was happening.

Your eyes flicked from Hotch, to the team, and back to Hotch before everything got blurry again. The next thing you saw was the ceiling before your eyes slid shut. At least in this darkness, nothing hurt.

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rossi: hotch left unit chief position to emily prentiss

jj: what the actual fuck was he thinking

rossi: honestly i don’t know, i didn’t have time to talk him out of it

reid: we’re doomed

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~ face reveal ~

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im nervous abt this hehe but yay here’s me aka hotchs bae

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“Dave, don’t look at me like that,” Aaron muttered, toying with the frayed ends of the cotton inside of his cast.  It was already dirty hardly a week into wearing it, dirty and frayed but it beat the hell out of a filthy strip of gauze.  He was acutely aware of the pins in his hand, the intense itch just out of reach, the way his fingers ached to move.   Pain he could do, it was a familiar old friend, but the itching was enough to drive him mad.  When he was a child, he’d broken his arm falling off of the porch railing, one of the only times he’d had a trip to the hospital for something unrelated to his home life.  He’d just been a silly eight year old who thought he could turn the porch railing into a balance beam, and as it turned out, he could not.  He would run out into the back yard every morning and break a twig off of a tree or a bush, whittle it down until it was perfect, and use it to scratch inside his cast for hours.  It was pure heaven.  There were no scratching tools in prison.  

“Like what?” Dave asked, but he still had the look on his face.  The one that was so utterly, painfully sad and apologetic that Aaron couldn’t bear to see it long.  The look that said he didn’t know who he was talking to anymore.  

“I ate fruit cocktail today.  First solid food I’ve had in a week.  The kind with the grapes and the cherries.  I think mine had extra cherries.  The chef might be sweet on me.”  Aaron smirked, but Dave didn’t find it very amusing.  Prison was bringing out a side in his friend that worried him, made him squirm a little.  

Dave watched his friend, a look of concern painted on his face.  He couldn’t shake it.  “Is that…a good thing?”  He honestly didn’t know.  Aaron shrugged and picked at his fingernail, watching the way his fingers twitched every time the deep itch struck.  He wanted to bash his arm against a rock, crack the cast wide open like a coconut shell and tear at the skin inside, but he just forced an odd half smile and imagined the perfect twig.    

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criminal minds 2x15 // looking like you just woke up by the front bottoms // 6x23 // betrand russell // 8x10 // the affliction by marie howe // 10x11 // the touch by anne sexton

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Emily asking how Jack is in season 7 episode 4 is absolute confirmation that Hotch and Prentiss were absolutely in a relationship before Doyle and Prentiss absolutely grew close to Jack and became a second mother to him.

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Hi I’m in no way qualified to do this but would anyone like to hear the mental Taylor Swift playlists I have for various Criminal Minds ships? Because there are several of them and if you wanted… you could suggest ships or send them as asks and I could create a Taylor Swift playlist for them!

This is because I’m too afraid to actually make a tiktok.

And I’m also not qualified but you lot are nice soo

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who do we want the social media story to be for (oc is tony’s daughter)

  • steve rogers
  • bucky barnes
  • bruce banner
  • sam wilson
  • clint barton

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i’ll admit. i cried through haley and hotch’s reunion and i cried when the girl wouldn’t leave his dad, and yes i cried when jack hugged hotch BUT that didn’t let me disteract from the fact that spencer reid is god and i need to have him

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in my little au post everyone got really into the one for motch/mortch so. have this little snippet!
motch = enemies to lovers back to enemies one definitely kills the other

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