#aaron hotchner x autistic!reader

[the-guilty-writer]

so for your specific requests i was thinking maybe a Hotch x reader where reader knows she’s safe with him but still has a hard time asking for anything (like help maybe) on a bad day. and he lets her know that its okay to need help sometimes and its just very sweet and comfortingg? <3

Hotch let's reader know it's okay to ask for help

You sat in the most quiet corner of the jet, silently fidgeting with a pen. Your mind was completely shut off, eyes closed, but your body didn't want to stop. Despite the fatuige, you continued to twirl the object between your fingers with the hope that it would exhaust your body enough so you could sleep like everyone else on the jet.

"You should get some sleep." You looked up to see that Hotch had taken the seat across from you. Your mind was so exhausted that you hadn't even heard him approaching.

"I can't," you whispered, though it was hardly audible. You avoided your boss's intense stare, focusing on twirling the pen in your hands. Despite how hard the case had been, with the crowded crime scenes and ever-revolving door of officers asking for more details and more answers, you couldn't find any shut-eye.

"Is there anything I can do?" he asked.

You stopped your motion slowly before looking up at Hotch. The lines of his face had softened, his brow relaxed. The look in his eyes was gentle, almost concerned, and his normally taught posture loosened.

"I-" you hesitated. For so many years you had been forced to keep yourself together, always having to conceal any part of you that made others uncomfortable. It had been drilled into your brain that your needs were a burden - an inconvinience for others that made them look down upon you. So you retreated to empty corners, simply disappearing when you felt like you might crack.

Becoming a part of the BAU changed that; no longer did you have to pretend that you were always "fine". The disguise you'd normally hide behind could come down without worrying about being too troublesome for others. You were finally safe, finally free.

Yet, old habits die hard.

"I don't know."

Hotch's stare became more intense, but never hardened. "That's okay," he said. "You don't have to know, not now. But when you do know, understand that it's okay to ask for help."

Hotch got up from his seat and was about to turn to go back to the other side of the jet when-

"Hotch," you stopped him. He turned to look at you. "Do, um... are all the blankets taken?"

He shook his head. "You want one?"

You hesitated before nodding. "Please?"

Hotch went to grab a spare blanket, but you wouldn't know that until you woke up in Quantico with the fuzzy fabric tucked around your body; by the time he walked from one end the jet to the other, you were fast asleep.

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[honeypiehotchner]

ooh bc i’m autistic as well and love ur autistic! reader x hotch work, what r ur head canons for the relationship?

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OOOOOOOOOOOOO hell yeah let’s go it's delusional hours 😍

i’m a big fan of the idea that he can tell when you’re masking 🫣 he won’t call you out on it in a bad way, but he Knows. and when he does tell you that he can tell a difference, it's very very sweet and caring

the man has a strict routine as well with general day-to-day work so I fully believe that will mesh the best whether or not you're an agent

AND when it comes to him being on cases and breaking that routine, he for sure has ways to keep it in place. like if you're not an agent, he makes sure to text you at least in the morning and at night before bed. but if you are an agent, he for sure develops almost like a second separate routine for when you're in the field to keep things familiar still despite how chaotic it'll get

you make one mention of it being too loud and that bitch will have noise-cancelling headphones delivered to your door the next day no questions asked.

((i'm a VERY firm believer in hotch doesn't like to spend his money on himself but anyone else? sure why not they're $300? why don't you get the $500 pair those look nicer just put it on my card))

he's so patient with reid that i for sure see him also showing that same patience to you. like if you're rambling for too long (and let's be real if you're an agent then you and reid are feeding off each other) hotch will just gently/quietly reel you back in to get back on task

but if you're just at home? oh heart eyes out the ass bitch he will let you ramble as long as you want and he will just listen and ask questions and retain it all. same if you have a favorite show or movie that you just want to watch constantly, he'll be the first to suggest it

back to the patience, i can see him helping in social situations too, if you're ever confused, he'll explain or even keep you from speaking at maybe an inappropriate time. you're usually good on picking up certain things, but he fills in the gaps where you miss other cues

ALSO for my own guilty pleasure, he's defensive as hell. if anyone tries to talk down to you like you're a child or says some bullshit about how "they never would've guessed you're autistic!!!!" hotch is right there to call them out on it. he has your back all the time, especially after you decide to be more open about being autistic in public/at work

he's also super supportive of whether or not you want to pursue an official diagnosis. he believes you no matter what and wants you to do what's best for you, with or without the "official" diagnosis

he's such a protective person in general that i feel like he's the best during/after autistic meltdowns when you feel so out of control. he's right there to ground you and do whatever you need, even if that's just him sitting with you until it passes

i love writing these hehe!! send any other autistic questions/headcanons you have because this soothes my soul ngl 💗💗

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[lust444men]

Do u see spencer reid as

1. Talkative towards u and shuts up during sex

2. Quiet towards u and babbles during sex

3. Talkative towards u always, including sex

4. Quiet towards u always, including sex

I saw u were wanting requests, and this isn’t necessarily one, but it’s been on my mind all day.

hi, thank you so much for this! I can talk about stuff like this for ages. I don't just do requests babe! I do thoughts and inquiries all day long. now, to Spencer.

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I personally think a mixture of 1 and 3. at first, it'll be one. all throughout the show he trying to tell the team fun lil facts, cool lil statistics, and they all shut him down!!!

"reid."

"im sorry." "for what?" "for asking."

like!! leave him alone!! so when it comes to you, the person who will always listen and care for his silly little babbles, he never shuts up!

always talking to you on the plane if u work w him, during coffee runs, late nights, everywhere! but, in the earlier times of your relationship, I feel like he'd be quiet during sex.

first you thought he was nervous, but you actually just quieted pretty boys' head!! no facts, no statistics, just a lot of soft huffs and quiet whimpers.

but, as time progresses in your relationship, he'd definitely get more vocal, with your encouragement!! praise, louder grunts, moans, groans, whines, pleas, you name it, he's expressing it. babbling about how good you feel, begging for you to keep going!

n if it's unserious sex with him (which it often is les be real), he'll attempt a lil bit of small talk, as if ur mouth isn't full of his dick rn. he just doesn't know what to do!! he doesn't wanna grab ur hair, that's too mean :((.

God, how I love yapper spence.

© LUST444MEN 𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟒.

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[hyperfixatedoncrimminalminds]

Aaron Hotchner X Derek Morgan X ADHD Autistic teen reader

Summary: Aaron Hotchner and Derek Morgan interrogate a 14 year old daughter of Unsub who has ADHD and is autistic, she was abused by her father her whole life. A bomb gets set off and she protects them

Third person pov...

14 year old Y/N had been in a small interrogation room for the last hour alone, your probably wondering how she knows that because she's been keeping count in her head.

Early on that day the police came looking for her farther but he wasn't there, instead she got taken to the police station and handcuffed (after she accidentally lashed out when they touched her) she's autistic and doesn't like touch- the police didn't listen when she tried to explain to them.

So here she sits, for the last 5 minutes she has been tapping her foot repeatedly on the floor, she has ADHD and couldn't sit still for long, but she was handcuffed to the table so she couldn't stand up and stim.

She then started humming the same tune over and over and over until a man shouts at her to shut up over the com. "Someone's grumpy" she mutters, deciding to go back to tapping her foot repeatedly.

She was beginning to get overwhelmed with everything. "Can I go now please?" She asks into the room but obviously towards the two way mirror.

She got no response. "Please, I don't like it here" she whispers shouting not going to work she realised, suddenly the door is opened two men walk in.

Y/N tenses, with her dad she doesn't like being around men, angling her body away from them she waits until they speak.

Eyebrows slams a files down on the table making her flinch at the loud sound, the Grumpy looking man just stares. "What- Do you know what these are?" He demands, Y/N shakes her head not looking at the man.

She looks down then shuts her eyes. "N-no I don't please" she cries squeezing her eyes shut not wanting to look at the pictures, they where of the victims died in the bombings that happened.

"I don't like it here" she cries pulling on the cuffs trying desperately to yank them off, eyebrows tries to grab her to stop but she kicks out. "No don't touch" she cries almost in hysterics.

Eyebrows holds up his hands and moved out of reach. "Okay I won't touch you, we won't touch you Y/N" he says teying desperately to calm her down.

Grumpy pants- as Y/N dubbed, walked out of the room putting his phone tk his ear, Hotch calls Penelope. "Yello" "Garica, Y/N L/Ns file does it have anything about mental disorders or anything like that?" He asks confused with the girls strong reactions.

After a few seconds Penelope gets back. "It says here that she is Autistic and has ADHD sir" Hotch thinks "that makes sense, thanks Garica" "your welcome Bossman" Hotch then walks back into the room.

Derek is far away from the girl. "Morgan" Derek walks over. "We forgot one thing that all the victims have in common, they are all neurodivergent in some way" he explains to the man.

They then both look over at the girl, she was back to tapping her foot repeatedly

"Y/N, are you autistic?" Asks Hotch, the girl nods her head. "Yes I am, I tried to explain to the idiots in blue but they wouldn't listen" she says it was the most they heard her say.

"Can I have these off now please?" She asks, her voice quiet like she expected to be shouted at. Derek looks ar Hotch the man nods his head. "Sure" he says and unlocks Y/N hands.

The 14 year old instantly jumps up from the desk, absently rubbing her red wrists, she begins pacing back and forth flapping her hands. The men watch her as she stims.

"We just want to talk to you about your father." Says Hotch, Y/N stops stimming and looked up at them with wide, frightened eyes.

She was small in stature, but her piercing gaze held a hint of strength that took the two seasoned agents by surprise. "My father is a monster" she said, her voice barely above a whisper.

Hotchner and Morgan exchanged a knowing glance. They had seen this before – the child of an Unsub who had been subjected to unimaginable abuse and trauma.

"Y/N does you father treat you well?" Asks Derek carefully, Y/N looks down she nervously rings her fingers as she thinks.

"He doesn't" she confesses. "He hates that I'm different, he thinks it's wrong and tries to beat the 'retardness' out of me" she confesses crying as she paces back and forth in the little space.

Hotch and Morgan eye each other from the corner of their eyes then look at Y/N.

"We know, hes a monster which is why we need to find him" Morgan replied gently. 'But we need your help to find him. We believe he may be planning to harm more people.'

Y/N hesitated for a moment, chewing on her bottom lip as she thought. Then she reached into her pocket and pulled out a crumpled piece of paper. It was a map, with a clearly marked location circled in red.

'That's where he's keeping his bombs" she said, sliding the paper across the table. Hotchner and Morgan looked at each other in shock.

They had been searching for those bombs for weeks, and here it was, handed to them by a scared teenage girl.

They immediately sprang into action, calling for backup and racing to the location. But as they arrived, they realized that Y/N had also been telling the truth about another thing – her father had taught her how to make bombs.

Before they could even process the situation, a loud explosion ripped through the air. Hotchner and Morgan were thrown back by the blast, but they were quickly pulled to safety by Y/N who had shielded them with her own body.

She lay unconscious, her small frame protecting them from the debris, Y/N was rushed to the hospital, and after a few days, she regained consciousness.

Hotchner and Morgan were there, by her bedside, along with a team of doctors and nurses who were amazed by her bravery.

"We couldn't have stopped him without you,' Hotchner said, his voice filled with sincerity, the girl looked up at them and smiled weakly. "Can I be part of your team now?" She asked, her eyes sparkling with hope.

Hotchner and Morgan shared a smile, knowing that Y/N had found a new family in the Behavioral Analysis Unit. Despite the darkness of her past, she had shown courage and strength that they had rarely seen before.

And as they welcomed her into their team, they knew that together, they could take on anything that came their way.

The end!

Hope you liked this one shot sorry for the late update been a busy week but I am now on Christmas break and will update regularly.

As usual sorry for any spelling and grammar mistakes.

Request are open!

Word count: 1204

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[ssa-atlas-alvez]

hey could I be 🦕, if it's not taken?

I also have a request lol, could u do a meltdown comfort fic? ( definitely not requesting this be I had a meltdown over not having the right pasta sauce for my comfort/safe food) like where a male reader has a bunch of little things built up and it spills over when there's no more of readers comfort/safe food and they end up lashing out and having a meltdown because of it

anyways have a good evening,thx!

Hiya, I'm really sorry thats taken 😔 (I need to make a list lmao) - assuming you're not the other 🦕 anon currently in my drafts 😅

I hope this is okay, I don't have autism or meltdowns, so feel free to let me know if I've gotten anything wrong. I don't think the reader in this has a meltdown, he was distressed and then stims to regulate his emotions. But yeah, feel free to let me know if I get anything wrong, I don't want to offend anyone or anything.

Warnings: reader is distressed, meltdown

"(Y/N)? What's wrong-"

"Can you just fuck off?!" Everyone falls silent as the words burst from your mouth. You immediately look down, mentally scolding yourself for yelling at Hotch like that. Hotch. Of all people. Who had been nothing but kind to you since you joined. Who always made sure you were okay. Who was also your boss. "I- I'm sorry-" Your voice is quiet and Hotch has to strain his ears to hear you.

Instead of yelling, like everyone assumed he would, his gaze softens as he looks at you. "How about we head up to my office for a few minutes, okay?" His voice is reassuring and is doing nothing for your guilt and the dread for what he would say when it was just the two of you.

You hadn't meant to snap at him, but everything had just built up and built up and it was your tipping point. You should have just gone home.

It had started this morning when it turns out you had run out of milk - meaning you couldn't have cereal and a cup of coffee for breakfast. Then, you couldn't find the socks you had planned on wearing, you missed the early bus because of how long you had tried to find the socks you wanted to wear, and that made you almost late for work. And then, when you opened the fridge, it turns out someone had eaten the last of your safe foods you kept stocked up in the fridge.

You knew no one on the team would have taken it, they knew you were particular about your food (that's how you had worded it when you first joined the team - they knew the reasoning behind it now, of course but its still how you described it). And they always tried their best to make sure that you had food in the fridge that you liked.

You follow him to his office silently, you don't miss the look he shoots the rest of the team - who quickly make themselves look busy. So you don't feel more on edge than you already do. Your heart twinges at this. You had just yelled at him and here he was, being incredibly sweet to you.

When you reach his office, he shuts the door gently behind him and motions to the couch, you sit. "You don't have to speak until you're ready, whatever you need to do to help regulate your emotions is okay."

You take a moment to process his words before you give a small nod. It takes a few seconds before you gently start to rock, humming gently to yourself. Hotch sits down on the couch, at the other end. He wanted you to know he was there if you needed him, but enough space to do what you needed to. He slowly picked up the book on the coffee table, flicking to the page he was currently on.

Eventually, when your stimming comes to an end, Hotch closes the book. He had been keeping a close eye on you, not really paying attention to the book. He had just wanted to make you comfortable.

"You weren't reading," You state quietly.

"I wasn't," Hotch says with a nod.

"Thank you," You reply. You knew what he was doing - he had done it a few times during similar situations.

"That's alright," He gives a small (rare) smile, "Did you want to talk about what's going on?"

"It's just been a bad day." You shrug, "No coffee, no breakfast, wrong socks, and now no safe food," You felt your cheeks tint pink ever so slightly in embarrassment.

Hotch just nods, "I understand. What snack in particular were you craving?"

"I wanted a chocolate muffin," You shrugged, running a hand over your face. All you could think about was how stupid this all was.

"Is that the Starbucks one?" When you nod, Hotch smiles slightly and rummages about in his desk. "I had a feeling that this might happen at some point. So I stocked up on your safe foods." He said, pulling out a muffin. "There you go. As for drinks, take whatever you fancy,"

You look up, eyes slightly wide at the unexpected kindness. "Thank you,"

"That's alright, and (Y/N)?"

"Yeah?"

"Anytime you're feeling overwhelmed, or if the day isn't going quite right, you're more than welcome to come sit up here, okay?"

"Okay."

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[cumulo-stratus]

BAU autism headcannons

(GIF NOT MINE)

(male reader)

CW: possible swearing, mentions of meltdowns and overstimulation, lemme know if theres anything else!

A/N: sry i havent rly posted in a while, i started a school recently and its been a rly big change for me so ive just been emotionally/mentally exhausted like all the time, but i dont wanna abandon u guys so i decided i would get something up, even if its not super good, thanks for y’all’s understanding <3

i think both JJ and Emily would become sort of mothers to reader

(not that they werent already mothers to the rest of the team but reader especially)

like JJ would totally have a motherly instinct for readers needs (like a sort of spider sense)

like if your ever nervous about something being too much or being overwhelming, jj would kinds know this and either make arrangements for accommodations or make sure you know you dont have to go if you want to.

and like she definitely wold put herself in charge of keeping your safe foods stashed on the jet and at the office

emily is more of a mother in a protective way than jj is

like this girl will not hesitate at all to go off on someone for maybe being disrespected to about stimming your chair while thinking

or like if you dont want to shake a police officers hand when your being introduced, and you get dirty/weird looks for it, or anyone comments on it? BOOM this girl will stare at them with so much animosity they’ll be scared of her shes so hot oml

anyways i thinks he team would be super accepting of you, especially if you joined after reid like they would already have some experience with autism

and like if you weren’t ent comfortable telling anyone other than hotch(i feel like it would be like a in ur file thing idk how the government works tho) spencer would defo be able to tell and confront u privately abt it (our respectful king <3)

and if you are comfortable telling the team, everyone would be respectful

i think like rossi/gideon would be a little clueless but like trying their hardest

like rossi would have no idea what stimming is but understands that like you move in certain ways or make certain noises when ur excited

and like with all his money he wouldnt hesitate to spoil u with any fidget toy u need/want or like a rly nice weighted blanket (its insane how expensive those things are)

and like gideon despite his profound understanding of others (hope yall got that ;)) he wouldn’ t get why sometimes you dont feel like/cant talk but totally respects it

omg garcia is our autism ally QUEEN im telling you

always has a big basket of fidgets/stim toys sitting on her desk and when your having a rough day shell leave you a little goodie in a brightly colored and decorated bag

i firmly believe that she is the queen at finding brands with clothes that not only fits your style perfectly but is also sensory friendly

i think she would definitely say that if she never ended up working in the FBI she wouldve started a clothing shop for sensory friendly clothing/accessories

spencer would totallllyyyy be your best friend when it comes to being under-stimulated

he will totally info dump on you and vice-versa

spencer (like penlope) would totally recommend clothing brands that are sensory friendly, but sock brands in particular

and everyone makes fun of you for nerding out over everything

also spencer would definitely get in the habit of grabbing your hands in his when you start to pick a t your nails and cuticles

like he didnt even realize what he was doing the first time but now he does it without thinking about it and for the team its normal

“hey,” and he would gently grab your hands to stop you from picking at them

“sorry..”

”youve nothing to be sorry for” (with that little reid smile oml rf[osifjgturhv)

and i also firmly believe that morgan is the best people to go to if your having a meltdown

he would stop you from harmfully stimming

“hey sugar, unclench those pretty little hands for me. there we go… good job kid.” he would have the softest smile and voice

and when he takes your hands to stop you from hitting yourself his grip is rly firm but gentle

but hotch is the best to go to for when your overstimulated

like he would make sure you know his office is always a quiet place you can go to with out questions

and he would secretly have a stash of like stimm toys in his office that he stole from garcia

his couch is always open to you, especially like late at night if you are really tired his fatherly instincts will kick in and force you to come to his office for a break

he would would hand you and blanket and a stim toy

”sit. sleep”

thats all he would say in his cute little stern but actually caring voice <3

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[tojithesourcererkiller]

POV your talking to Aaron Hotchner about your currently hyperfixation and he willing listens while looking at you nothing but pure affection as he loves listening to you talk about something that makes you so happy and passionate and he’s glad your willing to include him and tell him about it

Tempted to make this a full fic,,,I only wrote this because I wish I could talk about my hyperfixations without the fear of being annoying

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[softhairedhotch]

I personally feel like Aaron doesn’t even do anything fancy with his hair, or use incredibly expensive products. Looking at the products he use in his shower like “🙂 I’m so.. happy that your hair is that nice… while using these.. products.. I’m not jealous at all…….”. Your own hair is still nice but his is just SPECIAL…

motherfucker probably uses head and shoulders or 5 in 1 body wash lets be honest LMAOO (i say as if i don't use really cheap products but they make my hair so soft icl 😭)

nah he probably doesn't and i'm not saying he's not hygienic but i feel like that's just the most money efficient and easiest thing to access when he's constantly on the move for work, yknow? can't imagine him lugging a bunch of hygiene products around with him. he probably does treat himself though occasionally and go a bit more high end when he wants to feel nice and fancy but he doesn't really like to switch it up that much because he's worried he won't like it.

tbh now that i'm really thinking about it, he probably only uses a specific product bc it's the one he's been using since he was a kid and he probably doesn't like the idea of changing it. when he's on a case and runs out and needs to grab whatevers available he gets kinda overwhelmed/stressed and all he thinks about is how his hair feels/smells different and it gets on his nerves and he's much more irritable or easily annoyed

despite all that though, his hair would somehow be so soft no matter what he uses and you're kinda just like 😐 (bc he's a lucky mf) but also 🥺 bc playing with his hair is so nice and it'd smell so good and so him too and ughhhfhskdhsk

#i love him so much #aaron hotchner #criminal minds #casper's cute moots #aaron hotchner x reader #casks #autistic aaron hotchner #autistic hotch #a lil bit #lumi tag <33

[iamcxlleigh]

⸻ 🗯️ 𝗰𝗿𝗶𝗺𝗶𝗻𝗮𝗹 𝗺𝗶𝗻𝗱𝘀.

❛ 𝖺𝖺𝗋𝗈𝗇 𝗁𝗈𝗍𝖼𝗁𝗇𝖾𝗋 𝗁𝖾𝖺𝖽𝖼𝖺𝗇𝗈𝗇 ❜.

Aaron Hotchner in a relationship with an asperger girl.

❪English is not my native language, an apology for any grammatical or spelling errors.❫.

▬▬▬ Aaron knew about asperger's syndrome, it is something that as particular as it sounds, it is among the different disorder he has seen throughout his career as a profiler, he could identify a person with this syndrome as he knew the characteristics that identified this condition.

▬▬▬ When he met you, he thought you were very sweet, but you proved to be too shy and somewhat awkward when talking, you didn't even look him in the eyes when conversing, you even found it difficult to understand some simple things that Hotch tried to convey, you didn't get it, he could notice the autistic spectrum characteristics in you.

▬▬▬▬ He loved you, he realized how much he liked you since he didn't want to profile you as he would do with anyone, he wanted to get to know you more and more, that you yourself gave him the confidence to know more about you.

▬▬▬▬ You were a little younger than him, very different from him in so many ways, he felt really nervous and scared to take you into his world, destroy you because of his chaotic work, and because of his little experience with asperger people, he only knew Reid and sometimes even didn't understand him.

▬▬▬▬ One night he spoke to Spencer as they were returning from a case, he thought talking it over with him would be best, he commented that he was meeting a girl with asperger's syndrome and wanted to know how to treat and understand her, Reid took the time to give him some facts about the condition and give him some advice, the most important was “Pay attention to the details.”

▬▬▬ Aaron understood it soon after, You had difficulties to understand nonverbal communication (gestures, facial expressions, tone of voice, etc.), You didn't understand jokes, jokes, metaphors or sarcasms, for you everything was for its literal meaning, your way of speaking and expressing yourself was so correct, technical and formal with a moderately childish tone of voice, that for people who didn't know you it could sound annoying and pedantic, but for Hotch it turned out to be simply cute on you.

▬▬▬▬ You were talking so passionately about your favorite things, explaining to Aaron even the smallest detail without being able to stop for a second, another characteristic of your condition, this man could listen to you talk for hours and hours and he wouldn't get tired, this helps him a lot to know you in depth.

▬▬▬▬ The first time you met Jack, Hotchner was scared that you couldn't relate well with him because of your poor social skills, but to his surprise, you were much better at striking up a conversation with a child than with an adult, you missed the real world just to play with his son as if you were just another child, an image that destroyed his heart was watching you and Jack playing in the little boy's room with all his toys on the floor after dinner, you were laughing and enjoying yourself like he had never seen you before.

▬▬▬▬ Your relationship was progressing very well, everything seemed to be going great, until one afternoon, Hotch decided to take Jack to the amusement park due to the little one's insistence to go, he decided to invite you to accompany them, which you happily accepted, Once in the park Jack and you were walking each one holding Aaron's hands. At first you watched with amusement the attractions with their lights and the people having fun, but it came to a point that the screams and laughter of the people were bothering you, they sounded so loud in your head that it began to upset you.

▬▬▬▬ The loud noises made you very anxious, you realized that there were many people around you and it made you uncomfortable, you felt a discomfort run through your chest as your throat felt clogged with the need to cry, you tried to pretend that nothing was wrong as you didn't want to ruin the moment with Aaron and Jack, but you were dating an expert profiler, indeed, you didn't even have to be one to notice that you didn't feel well at all.

▬▬▬▬ At the moment Hotch noticed it, he saw how you moved the fingers of your left hand similar to how you do when you are nervous, when he asked you what was happening you hesitated for a second, but with much sorrow you approached him whispering in his ear that you did not feel comfortable in that noisy place, everything got worse when a group of teenagers nearby began to scream and laugh scaring you so much that you covered your ears with your hands on the verge of tears, you seemed so helpless and weak that Aaron quickly took the determination to get you out of there.

▬▬▬▬ On the trip to drop you off at your house, the air conditioning in Aaron's car helped you calm down along with his hand, which rested on your leg silently giving you to understand that he was there for you at all times, but you felt extremely ashamed of yourself for reacting like that and ruining the night, Jack saw you worried without understanding why you had reacted like that in the park, he wanted to know if you were okay, but honestly you did not feel like talking about what happened.

▬▬▬▬ When leaving you at your home, Hotch noticed the instant relief that ran through your body to be in your comfort zone away from people and loud noise, you tried to apologize for ruining his night and making him feel sorry for taking you out of the park in that state, you thought that after today Aaron would not want to see you anymore, but he was totally sincere in his own way, he made it very clear that he was not upset with you and he was willing to help you in all your crises as many times as necessary, he was not going to abandon you for anything in the world, he could not leave without kissing your head in a careful and loving way, being this action one of the first signs of affection of the major towards you.

▬▬▬▬ That same night, he took Jack to bed to sleep as usual, but his son still worried about you asked his father why you had behaved that way, in the best possible way he explained to Jack your condition and some characteristics that you suffered from this, resolving doubts of the child, When he found out and understood what was happening, he bravely promised his father that he would protect you from all the bad things and help you to enjoy the world as he did, these words touched Aaron's heart, making him smile sweetly, thinking that his son was an angel and very intelligent.

▬▬▬▬ In the solitude of his room, Hotchner realized how difficult this disorder could be for you, what happened today in the park helped him to see that you needed a boost to move forward in your daily life, that you needed someone by your side to help you get ahead, and he would be that someone, he was really in love with you and would not let you go so easily, he would help you to be more independent and brave to face the world, but above all, to feel loved.

— 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐞𝐧𝐝 —

‹ 15. 04. 2023 ›

credits for : @iamcxlleigh

¡Hola, gente! How are you? This is the first one I wrote about Hotch so I hope you liked it, I liked writing about him. 🤍 remember that my native language is not English so I'm sorry for any grammar or spelling mistakes.

I found it very interesting to write about Aaron and an autistic character, respectively with this condition, I am an asperger's sufferer so I don't know.... Now it's my dream to have an Aaron Hotchner to take care of me. 😔

If you want to see more writings with this theme or any situation with Hotch, you can write to me !!

calleigh angelo ──── ‘lista maestra’

¡Nos vemos! 🗯️

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[criminal-minds-girlie]

Heyy guy's I'm struggling to think of writing ideas and my laptop is in for repair please if you want they can be anonymous or not but please can I get some suggestions for fics. I normally write fluff or absurd smutty smut

my pairings are normally:

Spencer Reid x Luke Alvez

Spencer Reid x reader

Luke Alvez x reader

Derek Morgan x readers

Emily Prentiss x reader

Aaron hotchner x reader

One shots of any characters are welcome too!!

I am willing to try

Aaron hotchner x Derek Morgan

Derek Morgan x spencer Reid

#criminal minds #spencer reid #luke alvez #ralvez #aaron hotchner #spencer reid fanfiction #cm #derek morgan #emily prentiss #spencer reid smut #criminal minds smut #spencer reid x luke alvez #spencer reid x reader #luke alvez x reader #aaron hotchner x reader #derek morgan x reader #emily prentiss x reader #derek Morgan x spencer Reid #Aaron hotchner x derek Morgan #autistic spencer reid

[ddejavvu]

m.list - aaron hotchner (cont.) 

masterlist #1

thoughts: #let’s talk about aaron hotchner !!

blurbs:

your love language is acts of service

you get distracted on the jet by hotch's arms

hotch gets self conscious of his body

stepdad!hotch | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 | 6 | 7 | 8 | 9

sugar daddy!hotch

giving hotch a bj while he smokes

you’re on your period

hotch fucking you against a tree

hotch has to leave for a case after you fight

you meet jack for the first time

hotch x shy!reader (hcs)

soccer dad!hotch and soccer mom!reader (hcs)

bookstore owner!hotch | 2

hotch lets you do his hair

hotch + second chance romance

hotch scares you by yelling

shower sex with hotch

hotch remembers your birthday

going to the aquarium with hotch

biker!hotch | 2

you and hotch accidentally attend a swingers’ party

hotch has a soft spot for you

you fix hotch’s tie

you and hotch share a hotel room, you get hit on by room service

fratboy!hotch

you like hotch’s beard

reading in bed with husband!hotch

jealous!hotch fucks you in the club bathroom

riding sub!hotch

hotch is a clingy drunk

coworkers to lovers with hotch

whipped!hotch (hcs)

hotch thinks about you in secret | 2

hotch x military!reader

hotch + facefucking

personal trainer!hotch

hotch loves when you wear his clothes

hotch with a goth wife

grumpy!hotch x sunshine!reader

morgan’s prank on hotch backfires

hotch x autistic!reader

doctor!hotch

army!hotch

pilot!hotch x pilot!reader

you’re talking to jack but aaron thinks you’re talking to him

hotch + daddy kink

hotch walks in on your masturbating

hotch + soulmate au

teaching law school!hotch how to dance

possessive!hotch | 2

hotch comforts you after a bad case

hotch has a dirty dream about you

you flirt with a bartender to get a free drink, and hotch doesn’t like it

pilot!hotch x flight attendant!reader

you’re very fond of hotch’s ass

band manager!hotch

hotch finds out you’re scared of spiders

moving in with hotch

hotch takes you for an ice cream run

sugar daddy!hotch | 2

you get a papercut and hotch is worried

you’re allergic to tomato and you’re served some in front of hotch

hotch is soft for you, the team notices

going undercover at a bdsm club with hotch

you pick out hotch’s work outfit

riding hotch’s thigh

tying hotch up

cat hybrid!hotch

furniture shopping with hotch

hotch gives you a boob massage

hotch fucks you into subspace then takes care of you afterwards

single mom!reader x hotch

#aaron hotchner #aaron hotchner x reader #aaron hotchner imagine #aaron hotchner scenario #aaron hotchner fanfiction #aaron hotchner fanfic #aaron hotchner fic #aaron hotchner blurb #aaron hotchner drabble #aaron hotchner dialogue #aaron hotchner fluff #aaron hotchner x reader fanfiction #aaron hotchner oneshot #aaron hotchner one-shot #aaron hotchner one shot #aaron hotchner angst #aaron hotchner smut #aaron hotchner x you #aaron hotchner x y/n #aaron hotchner x you fanfiction #aaron hotchner masterlist #criminal minds x reader #criminal minds masterlist

[beautifulbrainrot]

masterlist!

last updated: 03/08/23

request guidelines: here

Criminal Minds

Spencer Reid

fluff

sleepy

spencer reids doe eyes 

lipstick kisses

after sex cuddles

housebusband!spence 

touch averse reader kisses spence

looking at spence when he reads

alt!reader in a band

holding hands

bathing together

rich!reader fluff

kisses with spence

artsy gf!reader meets the team

listening to autistic!spence rambling

autistic!reader realises autistic!spencer is attracted to her

jealous spencer

reader telling spencer they love him for the first time

introducing spencer too beabadoobee

angst & angsty fluff

spence getting his hair cut after prison

traumatic event (reader kidnapped)

reader finds out about spencers addiction

reader breaks up with spencer over his relationship with jj

TW spencer seeing readers scars

TW reader seeing spencer’s scars

smut

edging spence with a vibe*

thigh kissing drabble*

round 1*

youre more than just a fling, my love*

i love your body baby (insecure spence)*

im bored, wanna play?*

we could.. do it*

sub!spence x rockstar!reader*

stop the teasing please..*

pegging spence for the first time*

i love it when you’re naughty like this*

i love your body baby (insecure reader)*

rich!reader buys spence an expensive gift*

making out with spence in his car

sub!spence giving oral*

overstimulating spence*

spence with a praise kink*

spence with a praise kink getting pegged*

dumbification with spence*

spencer watching you stretch*

sub!spence and tall!reader*

firearms qualification*

pegging needy spence*

drunk spence humping readers leg*

cant keep my hands to myself

whoever gets horny first loses

overstimulating sub!spence*

teasing sub!spence through his boxers*

sub!spence rutting against you but not going in*

sub!spence giving you a facial*

sub!spence in panties and a skirt*

drunk needy spence

spence’s sensitive nipples

spanking bratty spence

sub!spence & sub!reader

playing with spence while he’s having a wet dream

spencer pleasuring you

aftercare with sub!spence

sub!spence w premature ejac

tying spence up during a punishment

perfect princess

virgin!autistic!spence x virgin!autistic!reader

pretty princess spence

spence & reader sexual tension

aftercare hc’s for sub!spence

more skirt spence

trans!spence strap warming you

trans!spence squirting

cockwarming princess spence

sub!spence hc’s 

princess sub!spence hc’s

trans!reid hc’s

slapping spence’s ass in a skirt

glasses reid

pt2 spanking spencer in a skirt

spencer finding out he has a mommy kink

TW body worship with self harming reader

eating trans!spence out on his period

getting eaten out on your period

Aaron Hotchner

pegging sub!hotch

Emily Prentiss

be patient.*

scared of storms

emily in lingerie

Elle Greenaway

elle with sub!fem!reader

Moreid & Moried x Reader

moreid phone sex

spence blowing morgan while u watch

B99

Amy Santiago

amy santiago x emily prentiss au

dancing with ames

#masterlist #spencer reid x reader #sub!spence #sub spencer reid #sub!spencer #emily prentiss x reader #emily prentiss #dom!emily prentiss #dom emily prentiss #amy santiago #amy santiago x reader #amy santiago x emily prentiss

[honeypiehotchner]

K,

you were one of the first hotch blogs I ever followed that had led me to make my own blog, now going one year strong and met so many lovely moots along the way. I love your writing and re-read it all the time, but I read your autistic!reader x hotch fics actually every single week if not more. They just heal alllllllll the insecurities that try to swallow me up some days. So thank you, I really love the way you write hotch to be so sensitive of reader’s feelings without just babying them.

I’m so invested in more autistic!reader x hotch because it’s actually making me feel so whole again, (my ex was so impatient with my traits and dismissive of everything I can’t do :/ but knowing there are Aaron’s out there helps so so much more than you know)

Love you. Reader

awwwww anon!!! this just made my day 🥺🥺🥺

i’m so sorry your ex was dismissive and not compassionate at all. you didn’t deserve that!! and it’s not your fault that they were that way, either!!

i will absolutely keep writing autistic!reader with hotch, purely for selfish reasons but also for reasons like this ask 🥹💛

and yes!!! hotch being in tune with the reader’s feelings but not babying them is my biggest thing. just because we’re autistic, doesn’t mean we should be talked down to or belittled or babied — because we’re not babies or children, we’re just autistic!

sending you sm love 💛💛💛

#anon asks #sweet asks #you ask i answer #autistic asks #actually autistic author #aaron hotchner #criminal minds #aaron hotchner x autistic!reader #autistic!reader #hotch x autistic!reader

[happyhauntt]

a lack of caffeine — spencer reid.

writing masterlist | askbox

─── summary: caffeine makes the world go 'round. that's something you and spencer can agree on.

─── pairing: spencer reid x autistic!medical examiner!reader.

─── warnings: fluff, reader is autistic & a mom, spencer's iq gets slashed to sixty when he talks to pretty girls and it's my favourite thing. no use of y/n. swearing. i really fucking struggled with this it's so boring. thank you to everyone who requested a part 2!

─── word count: 1.8k.

     The call comes in at four in the morning.

     The screen reads three missed calls by the time its incessant buzzing rouses you from your slumber, and you pull it out from beneath your pillow. Squinting at the sudden brightness of it, an unlisted number stares back at you as your phone keeps vibrating insistently in your grip.

     When you finally wake up enough to realise it could be work, you answer it. Agent Hotchner's familiar voice is stern and low and only a little apologetic as he informs you that you're going to be required in the field for a new case, and you should be at the airfield within the hour.

     There isn't enough time to ask any questions before the line clicks, and you're left blinking into the dim light of your bedroom as you try to gather your bearings.

     Sleep itches at the corners of your eyes, all gritty and blurry, and though part of your mind recalls reading this little clause in the contract you’d signed, that constant availability takes on a whole new meaning when you work for the BAU, you still take a moment to fantasise about pushing Aaron Hotchner off a cliff.

     You’re not a morning person. And you would argue that 4AM isn’t even the morning, it’s the middle of the night, and why can’t serial killers do their business during normal business hours?

     A new case. Not your first case since joining the unit as their resident independent medical examiner, but the first where you would join the rest of the team in the field. The first where you'll be required to exert federal authority over county coroners, where you'll have to step on toes in order to get the job done.

     You know they won't take too well to an outsider coming in and derailing their whole thing. You know you wouldn't. You used to be one of them, not that long ago.

     Ah, shit. As the drowsiness begins to fade out of your body, a light panic trickles in. Your skin starts to buzz as if you put your finger into a live socket. You grip your phone so hard it leaves a mark on your palm.

     It takes ten minutes to get ready, stumbling around your room and shoving clothes into a bag. You don't really care about matching socks, but you count out your underwear three times and hope you won't run out before the case is done. Do they have laundries you'll be able to use? Have the other members of the BAU ever encountered this problem? Should you pack your hair straightener or is it really going to matter?

     When you've finally dragged a brush through your hair and dumped the last of your toiletries into a ziploc bag, a dull realisation strikes you.

     Jackie.

     Going toe-to-toe with a rabid raccoon might be more appealing than waking up your sister-in-law in the middle of the night, but you don't really have much choice. She has to know what's going on, she'll be in charge of your daughter for however long you'll be gone, and leaving a note on the kitchen counter feels like the wrong move to make in this instance.

     Is there a protocol for this? A single-parent handbook you can check out at the library? This is something you really should've talked about when you got the job, you know that. You'd known it would require you to travel on occasion, often without prior notice, but it hadn't seemed like a big deal at the time. You'd brushed it under the rug, labelled it to be discussed later as if you and Jackie have ever actually sat down and done that.

     A thousand things sit unsaid between you. That rug has got a little mountain under it by now, almost impossible to ignore. It’s really only a matter of time before you trip over it.

     “Jackie. Jackie.”

     Your sister-in-law grumbles when you sneak into her room and poke her, hard and repeatedly, until she threatens to bite you. The news of your leaving doesn't take her by surprise — exhaustion seems to dull the stung of it — and she promises to call twice a day, every day, before she buries her face back into the pillow and starts to snore like a lawnmower.

     You hope she never, ever changes.

     Pressing a kiss to your sleeping daughter's forehead is the last thing you do before you finally manage to drag yourself out of the apartment. A dull ache thuds in your chest, where your heart should be. She'd looked so peaceful, so sweet, and you can't recall a time since she was born that you'd been apart from her for longer than a day. Her bright, happy giggle and wide eyes flash through your mind.

     As your car peels out of the parking garage, you feel distinctly like a piece of laundry someone hung out to dry and then forgot about.

     The sun is just beginning to kiss the horizon as you pull up to the airfield. Long streaks of a pink-fingered dawn creep across the sky. You flash your identification at the security guard and pull up alongside the jet, scrambling to grab your bag from the passenger seat.

     It doesn't surprise you that you're the last to arrive, but you'd hoped that wouldn't be the case.

     The clock just strikes 5AM as you clatter up the steps, practically falling into the aircraft. Technically, you're on time, but it still feels like you're late for class and your teacher is about to put it on your permanent record. A kind-faced hostess greets you, offers to stow your bag, and you flash her a sheepish smile as you hand it over and pass through the curtains into the main cabin.

     "Holy shit."

     You can't help yourself. Every single member of the team turns to look at you, craning their necks to see exactly who they're dealing with, but you can't even bring yourself to care. "This is a jet. It's actually... a jet."

     You blink at the open space as your jaw goes a little slack. Do you sound a little insane? Sure, and ordinarily you'd feel self-conscious with several pairs of unfamiliar eyes gawking at you, analysing your every movement as if it's their job to do so — and it actually is — but this honestly insane.

     You had no idea the BAU had this kind of budget. Do they own the plane? Do they rent it? Is it publically funded by the taxpayer, and why can't they fly commercial? Like, you're not complaining at all, those leather seats look so comfortable, but why—?

     An austere voice says your name once, twice, and you blink, looking up to find the furrowed brow of your boss frowning at you down the aisle.

     "Take a seat, doctor, we're about to take off."

     His tone leaves no room for argument. A flush rises in your cheeks, and you manage to stammer out an apology before throwing yourself into the nearest available seat, buckling your seatbelt.

     "It's a good thing you're the M.E and not a profiler, sweetcheeks." One of the agents nearest to you leans across the aisle. A charming grin spreads over his face as he offers up his hand in greeting. "Derek Morgan."

     "Oh, I know," you reply, shaking his hand firmly. "I, uh, looked you guys up after Dr. Reid paid a visit to the underworld and I didn't recognise him. Figured I should be a little more familiar with the other members of my team."

     "The underworld?" A blonde woman you realise must be Agent Jareau gives you a friendly, if slightly confused, smile.

     You shrug, suddenly a little embarrassed. Group settings have never been your thing. Too many people, too many unfamiliar eyes, far too many voices clashing together until it all becomes a sensory nightmare.

     You much prefer your little lab, and one-on-one conversations, usually with the unlucky cadavers that find themselves on your slab. They never talk back.

     "It's just what I call the morgue," you tell her. A loose bit of skin hangs off the edge of your nail, and you really, really want to pick at it. Fatigue hovers at the edge of your consciousness, and as the plane engines begin to roar, you find yourself wishing you’d made a coffee before leaving the apartment.

     You would have been late, for sure, but life would feel worth living so, y’know. Swings and roundabouts.

     "In Greek mythology, the underworld is where an individual goes after death. Early ideas suggest that someone’s essence, their psyche, is separated from their corpse at the point of death and transported to the underworld. Accounts differ on whether any judgement occurs, depending on which scholarship you’re citing." A familiar voice pipes up from the back of the plane and you glance over. The rich brown eyes looking back fill you with an odd warmth.

     More at ease with a familiar face, you settle back in your seat and lift your hand in a lazy wave. "Good morning, Dr Reid. It's nice to see you when I'm not elbow-deep in someone's intestines."

     Agent Jareau wrinkles her nose. "Now I'm really glad I didn't have time for breakfast."

     Reid's ears turn bright pink and he looks away, stuttering out his reply. "It's good to see you too. Uh, well, not good, given the circumstances, since there's a serial killer on the loose, but good because—"

     "We get the picture, Reid," Agent Hotchner cuts him off, and Reid turns his gaze back to the small window, a little flustered. Hotch looks, bizarrely, like he's trying not to smile. "Welcome to the team. We'll go over the case details once we're in the air."

     “Is there coffee in the air?” There might be a murder mid-flight otherwise. Really, how do they function at this time in the morning? The plane judders as it rolls over the tarmac, heading for the runway. “Or tea, or soda, or— Honestly, I’ll take whatever. I just don’t want to fall asleep in a body cavity later on.”

     Again.

     Reid finds himself nodding, entirely against his will. There’s something about the peculiar medical examiner, something he can’t quite put his finger on, but it makes him want to keep talking. More than usual, at least.

     He wonders if there’s duct tape on board. Or a parachute.

     “There’s coffee,” he confirms. Is his voice a little high?

     “Dr. Reid, I could kiss you—”

     Oh, hell. Judging by the way Morgan has a hand pressed to his mouth, stifling an obscenely loud chuckle, Reid suspects he’s never going to hear the end of this.

#criminal minds #spencer reid #criminal minds fanfic #spencer reid fanfic #spencer reid x reader #spencer reid fluff #spencer reid imagine #criminal minds imagine #* chapter update.

[hyperfixatedoncrimminalminds]

Hi I hope your doing okay!

I was hoping to request one with Aaron Hotchner’s daughter, she’s about 3-4 and she’s autistic, Aaron took her to work because she’s sick one day

Aaron Hotchner X Autistic Daughter Reader

I was hoping to request one with Aaron Hotchner's daughter, she's about 3-4 and she's autistic, Aaron took her to work because she's sick one day

I love this idea

Third person pov...

After two weeks of being away on a case Hotch is happy to be in his own bed in his home knowing his children are safe and only a few doors down from him instead of being in another state.

Currently it was 4:30am, Hotches alarm wouldn't go off for another hour and a half. The man was dead asleep under his covers, then his doors opens slightly and in pops a little H/C head.

It was Y/N Hotches daughter, the 3 year old sniffles slightly before walking into the dark room, she hugs her stuffed bunny tighter as she walks in.

She looks at the bed and walks over silently, once she got closer to the figure she shook her daddy's shoulder, Hotch didn't wake up, sniffling again the little girl shook his shoulder harder.

"Daddy" she whispers into his ear as she shook his shoulder, this makes the man wake up he opens his eye, still half asleep before realising who it was.

"N/N, what's going on?" He questions the little girl sitting up in his bed, he looks over at the time and sighs sleepily only 4.30, he then picks the toddler up and tucks her next to him under the covers.

The girl sniffles again whiping her nose on the back of her hand. Big watery E/C eyes look into his. "Don' feel well" sniffles the little girl before coughing loud and hard.

Hotch pats her back and uses the back of his hand to feel her forehead, after a couple seconds he pulls it back. "Your burning up Honey, how do you feel?" He asks picking the little girl up into his arms.

Y/N wraps her arms around his neck, the man turns around to wlak out the door but Y/N wriggles around. "Bun bun" she whispers in a horse voice, Hotch turns around laying forgotten was Bun Bun Y/Ns special bunny.

The man bend down and picks the toy up and gives Y/N it. "Oh no we cant forget Bun Bun can we" he says as the two go downstairs.

As they walk Y/N tells her dad how she feels "achy Daddy" she says and points to her throat, Nose and coughs again makong Hotch pat her back.

Hotch leaves Y/N on the couch before going to the Bathroom and to the medicine cabinet, he then grabs some paracetamol and a glass of water for the girl.

"Here sweetie" he says and hands them to her, Y/N, shakes her head at the tablets. Even though he crushes them up she still hates taking them, Hotch then moves the little girl to his lap and holds the tablets for her to have.

Once the toddler had taken them and had managed to fall asleep again, Hotch was stuck he couldn't move as Y/N was laying on him and he finally got her to sleep, so the man stild and let her sleep.

Hour 30 minutes later...

Hotch was tired, but hadn't fallen back to sleep incase Y/N needed him. Checking his watch the man saw the time. "6.00am got to wake up Jack" he mutters before gently moving his daughter and walking upstairs he had to get ready for work.

Once he was ready qnd Jack was ready for school, Hotch had to think of what to do with Y/N, she couldn't be alone but he couldn't take a day off work.

Walking into the living room he had an idea, probably not the best idea but it should work, he then gently woke Y/N up.

"How are you feeling sweetheart?" He asks the toddler, Y/N rubs her eyes tiredly as she sits up on the sofa. "Lil' better Daddy" she said voice quiet, Hotch smiles and strokes her flushes face still radiating heat.

"I'm glad then, your coming to work with me today okay Baby" he explains to the toddler, she may be 3 but it pretty smart.

Once Y/N was dressed and wrapped in a warm blanket and had all her things Hotch grabbed his briefcase and got both kids into the car.

First they dropped Jack of at school, then they drove to the FBI headquarters, As Hotch walks in with his sick daughter he of coruse got many looks sent his way by other agents he was happy to get to the elevator.

"Now sweetie you can say hi to the team and I will set you up in my office if you need anything call me okay" Says Hotch to Y/N the toddler smiles and nods her head.

The father and daughter walk into the bullpen, the team were standing around waiting for Bossman to arrive. Derek spots the man first.

"Hey Hotch, we were wondering where you where man" he said walking over the team following, Hotch smiled at them in apologe.

"Sorry guys, was alte dropping Jack off" he said as the girls get excited at seeing little Y/N with Hotch. Y/N curls into her Dads arms more.

Derek takes a good look at his bosses face. "You look like shit mate, did you get any sleep?" He asks getting a nudge in the side by Penelope who nodded over at Y/N.

Derek gives a guilty look he forgot about her, the team all turn to look at their boss, Derek was right Hotch had large bags under his eyes, his tie was wonky and his shoulders slouched.

He looks down at Y/N and wraps the blanket around her more. "This one woke me up at 4.30, has a cold haven't slept since. Then was late dropping Jack off" he explains, JJ gives him a knowing look.

The others are shocked. "4.30!" Exclaimed Emily and Derek mouths open in shock. "Now then I have to get Y/N sorted in my office to back go work" Says Hotch back in Boss mode.

The team watch as the tired man walk up the ramp towards his office, once he was inside he put Y/N on the floor and set the blanket up on the sofa infront of his office and all her toys on the floor so she wouldn't get bored.

"Here you go sweetie" he says and sets the ill toddler on the mountain of blankets and gives her a cup of water, he will make sure she drinks lots of fluids throughout the day.

"Thanks' Daddy" Says the toddler making Hotch smile.

The end!

Hope you liked this oneshot ! Sorry for grammar and Spelling mistakes.

Request are open!

Word count: 1142

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Heyyyy so I was wondering if u could do a Aaron hotchner x male reader where the reader is pennys brother (and maybe autistic if your comfortable writing that 😅 if not it’s fine) and reader is on the team and the team doesn’t know about reader and hotch but one day penny sees them together in public? If not it’s fine! Love your work ❤️❤️❤️

Warnings: kissing, (super) brief mention of meltdown and sensory overload, that's all I believe

Word count: 766

A/N: Hey, I tried to best to add an autistic reader, I'm not sure how it turned out? I struggled quite a bit with it, I'm not very good with getting characters to have their own voice if that makes sense, they're all just kind of projects of me? Aha, but please please please let me know if there's anything I can edit or change and let me know if anything's harmful or offensive and I will immediately change it. Thank you for sending this request though, I thought it was super cute :)

"Everyone go home, get some rest," Aaron says, his eyes lingering on yours for a moment before he looks away. You fight the grin from your face, instead you subtly tap your fingers against each other. Index finger to thumb, middle finger to thumb, ring finger to thumb, little finger to thumb, and repeat. "I want you all back bright and early Monday morning," 

It was Friday evening, you had all just gotten back from a case. A relatively simple one, as far as serial killers go. Nothing too difficult, especially because the local authorities had already interviewed the unsub - twice. But anyways, it was Friday. Aka, Date Night with Aaron. He caught your eyes for a minute and gave a small smile before he retreated to his office. 

“Hey, (Y/N),” You look up, giving your sister a lopsided grin. “The gang and I are all going to the bar, wanna come too?”

You shake your head, “No thanks, I’m going to stay here and finish this report and head home,” You answer, guilt gnawing at your stomach from lying to Penelope. “Next time?”

“Alright, baby brother, but I expect you to live up to that,” You don’t reply but find yourself smiling at Penelope as she pats your shoulder as she walked past. You weren’t a fan of a lot of physical contact. There were only three exceptions to this: your mum, Penelope, and now, Aaron. They were also the only ones who were able to calm you down during a sensory overload or meltdown. You didn’t mind small amount of physical contact from the other members of the team if you had some warning, but you weren’t as comfortable when they did it as you were with Penelope and Aaron - and the team understood, so it wasn’t often that they’d pat your shoulder, nudge your arm, and such. They made sure to respect your boundaries but make it known they were there for you should you need them. 

It’s not long before Aaron’s ready and you’re heading to your usual restaurant - nothing too fancy, but modest. Two hours later and you’ve both finished and decide to go on a small walk before heading back to Aaron’s to watch a movie. After half an hour of walking, you both sit on a bench, watching the night life, content and peaceful. 

“I’m so glad we’re together,” You muse, head resting on Aaron’s shoulder.

“I’ve never been happier,” Aaron responds. Lifting your head, you look at him with a small smile.

“Can I kiss you?”

“You never need to ask,” And with that, lean up, gently connecting your lips to his, the pair of you smiling into the kiss. 

“(Y/N)?!” You pull away from Aaron immediately, turning towards the sound of Penelope’s voice. “Hotch?!”

You feel Hotch tense beside you, “Penelope,” You say, keeping your voice level. “We can explain…”

“We’ve been…” Aaron began, sensing that you were unsure of how to actually start.

“Seeing each other,” You jump in, giving Aaron a small smile.

“For a few months now,” Aaron finishes. Penelope continues to gawk at the pair of you. Aaron clears his throat slightly, an anxious habit of his that only you seemed to notice. “I should probably let you two talk, I’ll be in the bar if you need me,” He says softly, placing a delicate kiss to your temple as he stands. 

With Aaron now gone, Penelope turns back to you. “How? How could you not tell your favourite big sister penelope?!” You shift anxiously as she stares at you, the large smile on her face telling you she was clearly happy, but it did little to relieve your anxieties.  

“We work together, Penny, more than that, he’s our boss. If Strauss were to find out-”

“No!” Penelope exclaims, “We will make sure she never ever finds out!” You chuckle slightly.

“Good, because Aaron might actually kill me if she does-”

“She will never find out!” Penelope declares.

“Penny, I hate to be the bearer of bad news - but you can’t keep a secret to save your life.” You joke, Penelope holds her hand on her chest as she gasps dramatically in mock offence. 

“How dare you-”

“What? I’m not lying, it’s true!” You laughed.

“Doesn’t mean you need to say it out loud,” She teases before she links your arms together, “Come on, let’s go join them in the bar, maybe try and convince Hotch - or my future brother in law - to reveal the secret to the rest of the team,”

“I don’t think we’re ready for that just yet,”

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