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hoe4hotchner · 2 years

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Congratulations on 600!!! 🎉🎉🎉

I love the blurb you wrote where reader gets jealous of soccer moms flirting with Aaron, I was wondering if you could write a blurb where it's the reverse? reader doesn't realize that someone is flirting with them and Aaron's like mine 😡😡😡😡 make it in any situation that you want 😊

Congrats again 💓💓💓

How you got Aaron to go clubbing with you was a mystery. The team had been adamant in forcing you to ask him, knowing that your boyfriend couldn't say no to your big pleading eyes.

It was getting late, and Hotch was itching to get back home seeing you in that dress only fuelled the lust in his eyes and the twitch in his pants.

"Can we just get one more drink, and then we'll go home?" You begged. Hotch was ready to pull you out of the bar in an instant, but knowing that you rarely got to go out with the team like this, he agreed.

"Just one." His voice was somewhat stern as he raised a brow at you, making sure that you understood him in your buzzed state. Making your way through the crowd you managed to get to the bar. Hotch kept a close eye on you, knowing how mindless you became whenever you drank.

"Hey, hot stuff! What's a fine dame like you doing here all alone." Someone chuckled beside you. You turned your head to look at the man for a split second before ordering the drinks.

"I'm just getting drinks." You replied.

"What do you say, the two of us get out of here?" He suggested, putting a hand on your shoulder.

"I'm sure Aaron who be confused as to where I am, so I'm good here." You smiled in anticipation for the Appletini coming your way.

"Who's Aaron?!" The stranger asked, his tone coming off as a mix of confusion and disgust.

"I am." You heard the low growl of your boyfriend behind you, not having noticed his appearance. He was tense, the sudden threat of someone trying to claim what was rightfully his. He snuck an arm around your waist, making sure that you were protected from the potential of the stranger lashing out.

"Baby, I think it's time to go home," Hotch mumbled into your ear, only loud enough for the two of you to hear.

"But I don't wanna, I wanna dance." You whined.

"Let her dance, man." The stranger jumped into the conversation again. Hotch furrowed his brows in anger at the man, his stern expression piercing through the darkness.

"You wanna say that again?" He hissed, raising one of his brows. His voice going into full: I'm the chief, and I'm in charge here mode. When the man didn't budge, Hotch took one step in his direction, having him scramble away at the size difference between the two.

Guiding you out, Hotch held onto you tightly, making sure to keep you in line as he protected what belonged to him.

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hoe4hotchner · 2 years

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Congratulations on 600!!!

Can I request a blurb where the reader and Hotch are best friends and she just found out her partner cheated on her? So she came to work trying to keep it together but Hotch notices & comforts her? Like she crawls into his lap and he holds her and she breaks down? 🥺❤️

Tysm 💕

MORGAN MY HEART HURTS FROM WRITING THIS!!!

It was fitting, really. The rain pounding down on your windshield, the tears welling in your eyes, and staining your cheeks. Your hair was messy from the frustration that had come with finding out. It wasn't like you had been with them for 5 years or anything like that. It wasn't that you had talked about getting married and having kids with them.

You felt betrayed, used, like a piece of trash that could just be discarded once done with it, and that was exactly what had happened. They'd moved on to someone else, managing to neglect your relationship in the meantime.

Not knowing if it had been your fault or theirs, you didn't know how to react. All you wanted to do was scream, cry, punch something, but that wasn't an option, not when you were sitting outside the HQ needing to get yourself ready for work.

It was early, earlier than most of the team arriving, but you just wanted to get started. Wanted to forget about everything that had played out the following night.

Wiping your eyes with the back of your hand, you blew your nose and entered the building, shielding yourself from the rain as you ran.

You sat at your desk, trying to do anything but think about them, but it was hard. Your work lacked from your emotional state, finding it hard to concentrate long enough to actually get the words down on the paper.

"(Y/N)? You're here early." Hotch pointed out in surprise, seeing you at your desk as he emerged out of his office to grab another cup of coffee. You looked up at him for a split second, trying to avoid eye contact, as your eyes were wet with tears again.

"Yeah- I just thought it would be nice to get an early start today. I've got tons of reports to finish." You croaked, nodding towards the pile of papers on your desk.

Although you tried not to show any signs, Hotch noticed. He also noticed the distinctive sound of the elevator doors opening.

"Come on, my office. Now." It wasn't as much of an order as it was a request. You followed him up, clicking the door shut right as you heard Reid and JJ's voices fill the bullpen.

You stood in the middle of the office, head lowered as you tried to muffle your sniffles. Hotch had already taken a seat.

"You're not okay. What's bothering you? Do I need to beat someone up?" Hotch suggested. You smiled at his joke, even though you weren't sure whether it was a joke or not.

"It's...." You didn't manage to get much more out before you let a sob escape your lips involuntarily. Hotch looked at you with concern in his eyes. He'd never seen you this upset before, not even after a case gone wrong.

"Come here." He motioned, opening his arms. He knew that he was overstepping a boundary, but he couldn't stand seeing you like this. You rushed into his arms, crawling into his lap.

You felt safe in his strong embrace. Your head tucked under his chin as he held you, letting you cry for as long as you needed. He was sure that eventually, you'd warm up enough for him to help you with whatever you needed. Right now, all he wanted was for you to be happy again. And if that meant cuddling you in his arms, then so be it.

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hoe4hotchner · 2 years

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Imagine Aaron and you interrogating an unsub and the unsub keeps trying to talk to you and only you and says creepy shit and Aaron looses it and squares up to fight like in that one episode. Congrats on 600 btw!🧡🧡🧡🥳

You sat there and took it. Knowing that he was just trying to get to you, but you wouldn't let him. The academy had trained you for this. Especially for the small-town folks, that you'd have to encounter.

It wasn't that you needed to close your emotions off every time you ventured far out on a case. People were usually really helpful, and nice towards the team, helping you in any way they could. It was rather the elderly men with a god complex. Preying on girls and young women, much like yourself.

You kept your cool. But Aaron on the other hand, his blood was boiling. And it would only be a matter of time before he lost it. Noticing his clenched fist on his thigh, you put a hand on top of his. Trying to calm him down.

Your efforts were to no avail. The final straw had been drawn when the unsub had chosen to call you a whore, only good enough to submit to a man who could should you, your place in the hierarchy.

Hotch had violently pushed his chair back as he stood up. Grabbing the unsub at his collar as he'd lifted him up from his chair. If it hadn't been for the handcuffs, Aaron would've slammed him against the wall.

His chest was heaving up and down, trying not to just punch the man in the face.

With a low growl, he muttered through gritted teeth. "Do you want me to add harassment of a federal agent to your charges? Huh?" Giving him a harsh shake.

You looked at the scene, completely befuddled at what was going on.

"OUT! NOW!" Morgan interrupted the unit chief as he slammed the door open, stopping whatever it was that was going on.

Hotch didn't care as he let go of the man, letting him sink to the floor with a loud thump as he missed the chair. He protectively wrapped an arm around you as you let Morgan and Prentiss take over the interrogation.

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hoe4hotchner · 3 years

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congrats on 600!! i would love a little blurb of hotch being oblivious to the soccer moms who flirt with him or just other officers and the reader getting jealous and he’s just like what do u mean they’re flirting are u telling me people don’t normally like my dad jokes

- haley-h0tchner

Thank you so much!!!

I love this idea.

Soccer time was boys' time. It had always been like that, and it would continue being just that.

But something made you go that day. Maybe it was because Jack had been excited about the game or because you wanted to see your boyfriend coach the team. Either way, this game was important for the two.

Upon arriving at the park, you were quick to move to the other side of the car to help Jack out of his seat. And that was when you heard it, the stampede of heels hitting the gravel.

"Hi Aaron, do you need help with that." You heard an overly sweet high-pitched voice whine from somewhere near your position. You felt the army of butterflies in your stomach that belonged to Aaron turn vicious. They were ready to flap their wings in the face of the intruder who tried to enter your territory.

"Yeah, that would be great, thanks, Carol." Aaron smiled back at the soccer mom. Handing her the cones, you emerged with Jack. Keeping your cool, you decided to introduce yourself. Your body language still tense enough for Aaron to pick up on it as you stretched out a hand.

"What was that about?" He questioned once Carol had left, and you helped him with the remainder of the things in the trunk. Jack already having had sped off to fool around with his friends before the match.

"I don't know what you're talking about." You shrugged.

"Oh, you're jealous. Is that why you're so tense?" He poked at you, letting himself profile you for the fun of it.

"Aaron! She was practically undressing you with her eyes. She's flirting with you." You halted to a stop.

"Nah, they're just being nice."

"You're the only man who shows any interest in pee-wee soccer."

"That can't be true, I'm sure they're just being friendly since I'm the coach. Besides, they find my jokes funny." Aaron protested, hiking the sack of soccer balls further up his shoulder.

"No one laughs at your dad jokes. They're flirting, and I don't like it." You pouted, crossing your arms over your chest.

"Well, let's show them who I belong to then." Aaron laughed, wrapping an arm around your waist. Seeing the jaw drop on the other soccer moms, who'd probably already been warned about you by sickly sweet Carol, made you mentally punch the air in triumph.

(Y/N): 1

Soccer moms: 0

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hoe4hotchner · 2 years

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Congratulations on reaching 600 followers! I was wondering if you would write a blurb about an unsub threatening the reader to get to hotch or having them both at gunpoint or something like that. Thanks!

Thank you <3 and absolutely!! This is your warning that it doesn't end well.

"Has anyone heard from (Y/L/N) today?" Hotch asked, trotting down the steps from his office to the bullpen. He looked around at the team, hoping to see your face at your desk, but it wasn't there. Your station was neatly cleaned up, showing no sign of you having come into work that day.

"Now that I think of it, I haven't heard from her since they went home two days ago," Morgan replied, following Hotch's gaze to your desk.

Hotch pushed a hand through his hair in frustration while the other rested on his hip. "I'll try their cell again." He sighed, putting his phone to his ear.

He was worried when the line went dead without ringing more than once. You usually didn't reject his calls. Ever since you'd started dating, you'd agreed to always answer the other's call for the sake of feeling like either one of you was alright.

When you didn't pick up, Hotch had Garcia on the case immediately. Having her trace your location through the towers. Spencer helped narrow down the exact location after it had pinged off of three surrounding cell phone towers.

Hotch kept trying your phone as he sped through the streets to find you. Once at the location, he went in. Completely alone, accompanied by his gun and bulletproof vest.

You were strapped down to a chair and the only thing visible in the dark as the lamp above you was weak.

Hotch felt something cold being pressed to his temple and the familiar click of a gun being loaded.

"We meet again, Agent." The unsub grinned from behind the unit chief. Hotch gulped hearing you screaming for him after having noticed his presence.

The trigger was pulled as the unsub let Hotch's body fall to the ground. A pool of blood flowed out of him as he lay lifeless in front of your feet. With one last laugh, the unsub turned to you, pulling the trigger as well before he untied you. He dumped your body to the ground next to Hotch's, wrapping the two of you in each other's arms, showing remorse at his kill before he left the warehouse, leaving your bodies for the team once they arrived.

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hoe4hotchner · 3 years

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600 followers celebration

Well!!!!! Good morning! This happened overnight.

I’d like to thank each and every one of you for supporting my stories. It really means a lot to me.

In lack of better planning, I’ve decided that this time the celebration will be me taking on all your blurb requests.

They can be personal so feel free to send your names with the idea as well.

I will even go as far as writing something about pregnancies (although I’m a little hesitant and uncomfy with that talk)

Nothing is off-limits as long as it revolves around Hotch or Thomas

Also, please tell me if the blurb is for 600 followers or just a standard one when you send in your ask.

THANK YOU!!

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