#kj.talks

🌸 - synopsis. Aaron shows up to work in a pink (!!!!!!!!!!!?????) tie.

“Uhh, Hotch? Are you feeling… okay?”

Derek’s question caught Aaron off guard. “I feel fine. What’s wrong?”

Emily’s eyebrows shot up. “Are you having a stroke? Reid, what are symptoms of a heart attack? I think you had one this morning,” she tells him, waving Spencer over.

“What? Absolutely not. I’m completely fine,” Hotch dissmisses the team’s retorts with a wave of his hand. “Why do you think there’s something wrong?”

“You- of all people- are wearing pink,” Spencer informs him.

“Oh.” Hotch looks down at his light pink tie with a soft, indecipherable smile. “Yes. I didn’t think you’d notice.” (Emily crosses her arms, Spencer’s mouth drops open, and Derek scoffs- all offended beyond comprehension.) “I felt like wearing it, is all.”

“Someone needs to keep an eye on him,” Emily murmurs. “I think he’s lost it this time.”

“Unbelievable,” Derek agrees.

“We’ll have to tell y/n he’s being weird,” Emily schemes out loud. “Maybe she’ll come 

Spencer shrugs. “Maybe he really just felt like wearing it.”

Derek and Emily exchange glances before bursting out in laughter and walking back over to their desks- leaving Spencer’s eyebrows knitted in confusion and accusatory eyes switching from Emily to Derek.

Hotch- now in his office- scrolls through the ultrasound pictures on his phone. The day before was the appointment you and Aaron had been informed the gender of your baby. The only one that knew you were pregnant was Rossi- who had helped schedule the ultrasound as early as humanly possible.

I personally STRONGLY dislike when people make reader blush easily. Give me literally anytging else. Make them pick at their nails or grind their molars together or make their nose twitch or make their lips tighten or even make them shrink back into themselves. I’m tired of ‘reader blushed’ and then ultimately being babied. I am not a baby and i feel like a lot of other readers are not.

This is not me attacking people that do this, obviously i have used the word blush in my fics. However, it’s more immersive and more entertaining and enjoyable to read about someone struggling with their feelings and therefor struggling to output those emotions.

Also let’s write more blue collar!reader and emotionally challenged!reader.

sincerely,

jameson never realized how truly gorgeous you were until you were singing along to lana and taylor, hair whipping around in the wind. a toohy grin on jameson’s face as you reached for his hand after every song to press kisses on his knuckles.

jameson never thought he could love so imperfectly pure with someone that saw more than just a wealthy man or a reckless drinker. he saw his future in you, a future he couldn’t see before he met you.

obviously jameson figured he would be in a relationship or two at some point or another, but never this wonderful. the way you look at him like he hung the moon, your alcohal stained kisses, how you would be so attentive to him… jameson was sick with love. he was overhelmed in a good way. at least this high wouldn’t end in something dangerous <3

r and <hotch/spencer> have held a mild distaste for each other. A case makes them go undercover (ncis scenario like ziva/tony kinda) and they kinda just get everything out there. nsfw.