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Title:Domestic Possession

(Had an idea, wrote about it, i have no regrets.

Derek morgan x fem!reader)

Derek Morgan was known for his confidence, his charm, and the undeniable magnetism that drew people to him. Working at the BAU, he'd seen the worst of humanity, and it only made him treasure the good parts even more. That's why when he found someone special, he held on tight. And you, without a doubt, were the most special part of his life.

It was a warm Saturday afternoon, and the two of you had decided to spend the day exploring the local farmer’s market. Stalls were bustling with vendors selling fresh produce, handmade crafts, and a variety of delectable treats. You walked hand-in-hand, laughing and talking, enjoying the normalcy that days like this brought amidst the chaos of Derek’s job.

Derek had a way of making you feel like the only person in the crowded market. His presence was commanding, his laughter infectious. As you stopped to admire a display of flowers, he stood close behind you, one hand resting on your hip, a casual, possessive touch that was more comforting than anything else.

You picked up a bouquet of wildflowers, their bright colors vibrant against the backdrop of the market. "What do you think of these, Derek?" you asked, turning to show him.

"They're beautiful," he replied, his eyes not leaving your face. "But not as beautiful as you."

You blushed, a warmth spreading through you at his words. Derek had a way of making you feel cherished, loved, and his words always carried a weight of sincerity that was impossible to ignore.

As you were about to pay for the flowers, you noticed a man standing a few stalls down, his eyes lingering on you a bit too long for comfort. His gaze was intense, appraising, and it made you feel exposed in a way you didn’t like. You shifted uncomfortably, trying to ignore him and focus on Derek.

Derek, ever perceptive, noticed the change in your demeanor immediately. He followed your line of sight and saw the man who was staring at you. A flicker of annoyance crossed his features, quickly replaced by a determined glint in his eyes.

Without a word, Derek moved closer to you, his hand sliding around to your lower back, pulling you into him. His grip was firm, possessive, and undeniably protective. He leaned down, his lips brushing against your ear as he spoke, "You're mine, sweetheart. Don’t ever forget that."

The sensation of his breath against your skin sent a shiver down your spine. You turned your head slightly to meet his gaze, finding his eyes dark and intense, filled with a mixture of protectiveness and desire.

The man who had been staring at you seemed to get the message loud and clear. He looked away quickly, clearly uncomfortable with the silent confrontation. Derek’s presence was enough to send a clear warning without a single word being exchanged.

You let out a small breath of relief, feeling safe and secure in Derek’s embrace. You paid for the flowers, and as you turned back to Derek, he was watching you with a look that made your heart race. There was something about the way he looked at you that made you feel like the most precious thing in the world.

"Thank you," you whispered, standing on your tiptoes to press a kiss to his cheek.

Derek’s grip on your hip tightened momentarily before he let his hand slide up to cup your face, pulling you in for a deep, possessive kiss. His lips were warm and insistent against yours, leaving no doubt in anyone’s mind that you were his.

The rest of the afternoon was spent in a comfortable haze of laughter, affection, and stolen kisses. Derek’s possessive touch never strayed far, a constant reminder of his love and protection. As the sun began to set, casting a golden glow over the market, you found yourself grateful for the man by your side.

Back at your apartment, as you put the flowers in a vase, Derek came up behind you, wrapping his arms around your waist and pulling you close. He nuzzled your neck, pressing a kiss to your shoulder.

"You know," he murmured, "I don't like when other guys look at you like that. Makes me want to remind them who you belong to."

You turned in his arms, wrapping your own around his neck. "I don’t need reminding, Derek. I know who I belong to. And I wouldn’t have it any other way."

His eyes softened, and he leaned in to kiss you, slow and deep, pouring all his love and possessiveness into that single kiss. When you finally pulled away, you were breathless, your heart pounding in your chest.

"I love you," he said, his voice rough with emotion.

"I love you too, Derek," you replied, knowing that no matter what, you were safe in his arms.

Send requests if you want something else, i write for all genders but i dont do smut

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Analysis section:

Sydney Prescott x Stu Macher

Resting in Love's Embrace: An Aaron Hotchner Imagine

(No use of Y/N although it is implied.)

The night was calm, the only sound breaking the silence being the rhythmic hum of the air conditioning unit. Aaron Hotchner lay on his back, staring at the ceiling, feeling the stress of the day slowly drain away. He had just returned from a particularly grueling case, one that had taken a toll on his body and mind. But now, in the sanctuary of his home, he could finally let his guard down.

His girlfriend, who had been waiting for him, watched him quietly from the doorway of their bedroom. She had seen the weariness in his eyes the moment he walked through the door, the weight of the world resting on his shoulders. She knew what he needed—what they both needed—was time to reconnect, to find solace in each other's presence.

She approached the bed slowly, not wanting to disturb his rare moment of peace, but also knowing that her touch would bring him the comfort he so desperately needed. She slipped under the covers and moved closer to him, her body fitting perfectly against his side. Aaron turned his head, a soft smile breaking across his tired face as he wrapped an arm around her, pulling her close.

"Hey," he murmured, his voice a low rumble that sent shivers down her spine.

"Hey yourself," she replied, her hand gently tracing patterns on his chest. "Rough day?"

He sighed, a deep, weary sound that seemed to echo the exhaustion he felt. "You could say that. But it's better now."

She smiled, knowing that she was his anchor, the one constant in his tumultuous life. They lay there in comfortable silence, the world outside their window fading away as they focused on each other. Aaron's hand slowly moved up and down her back, a soothing gesture that calmed both their racing hearts.

"Tell me about it," she said softly, knowing that sometimes he needed to talk about his cases, to share the burden that he carried.

He hesitated for a moment, then began to speak, his voice a quiet whisper in the dark room. He told her about the case, about the victims and the criminals, the moments of terror and the flashes of hope. She listened intently, her heart aching for him and the people he tried so hard to save.

When he finished, she leaned up and kissed him gently, her lips a soft balm against his. "You're doing so much good, Aaron. Don't forget that."

He closed his eyes, letting her words wash over him. "I couldn't do it without you," he admitted, his voice raw with emotion.

They held each other tighter, finding strength in their connection. She moved closer, her head resting on his chest, listening to the steady beat of his heart. His arms wrapped around her, holding her as if she was his lifeline, the one thing keeping him grounded in a world that often threatened to pull him under.

They stayed like that for a long time, neither wanting to break the spell that had woven around them. The soft glow of the moonlight filtered through the curtains, casting a gentle light on their entwined forms. Aaron pressed a kiss to her forehead, a silent promise of love and protection.

"I love you," he whispered, his voice filled with a depth of feeling that words could barely convey.

"I love you too," she replied, her hand resting over his heart. "Always."

As the night deepened, they drifted into a peaceful sleep, their breaths syncing in a harmonious rhythm. In each other's arms, they found the strength to face whatever challenges lay ahead, knowing that together, they could overcome anything. And for Aaron Hotchner, in that moment, there was no place he would rather be than right there, holding the woman he loved, feeling the steady beat of her heart against his.

Title: A Cozy Night In

(Spencer x reader x Derek)

The BAU had been relentless for the past few weeks. Case after case, the team was feeling the strain, and you, Spencer Reid, and Derek Morgan were no exception. So when the team finally got a weekend off, you jumped at the opportunity to relax and unwind at Spencer’s apartment.

The three of you had grown incredibly close over the years, forming a bond that was deeper than friendship. You were a tight-knit trio, often teasingly referred to as the “dream team” by the rest of the BAU. Though there were occasional jokes about who your favorite was, you loved both Spencer and Derek equally, each bringing their own unique charm and comfort into your life.

Friday evening arrived, and you found yourself standing outside Spencer’s door, arms laden with bags of snacks and a couple of DVDs. The plan was simple: a movie marathon and a night of pure, unadulterated relaxation.

Spencer answered the door with a soft smile. His eyes lit up when he saw you, and he quickly stepped aside to let you in. “Hey, (Y/N). Come on in. Derek’s just getting the blankets ready.”

You stepped inside and immediately felt the warmth and coziness of Spencer’s apartment. It was filled with bookshelves and comfortable furniture, making it the perfect place to unwind. As you made your way to the living room, you could hear Derek’s deep voice from around the corner.

“Come on, Pretty Boy, do you really need all these blankets?” Derek teased, though his tone was affectionate.

“Of course we do,” Spencer replied earnestly. “We need to be comfortable if we’re going to watch movies all night.”

You laughed at their playful banter and entered the living room to see Derek spreading out a mountain of blankets and pillows on the floor. His muscular frame contrasted sharply with Spencer’s slender build, but they both had a look of determination on their faces as they set up the perfect movie-watching nest.

“Need any help?” you offered, setting the bags down on the coffee table.

Derek grinned at you, his dark eyes twinkling. “You just sit back and relax, (Y/N). We’ve got this covered.”

Spencer nodded in agreement, already focused on arranging the snacks. “We want you to be as comfortable as possible.”

You couldn’t help but feel a swell of affection for both of them. They were always so considerate, always looking out for you. It was one of the many reasons you adored them.

Once everything was set up, the three of you settled into your cozy nest. Spencer, ever the organized one, had created a meticulous list of movies to watch, starting with a classic: "The Princess Bride."

As the movie played, you found yourself sandwiched between Spencer and Derek, their presence a comforting reminder of how lucky you were to have them in your life. Derek’s arm draped over your shoulders, his warmth radiating through your side, while Spencer leaned against you, his head resting lightly on your shoulder.

“You know,” Derek said softly, his voice rumbling pleasantly, “it’s nights like these that make all the hard work worth it.”

Spencer nodded, lifting his head to look at you both. “Agreed. It’s nice to just be able to relax and spend time together.”

You smiled, feeling a deep sense of contentment. “I couldn’t agree more. I don’t know what I’d do without you guys.”

The movie continued, but your mind drifted, basking in the simple joy of being with two of the people you loved most in the world. You couldn’t help but reflect on how special your relationship with Spencer and Derek was. It wasn’t always easy, balancing the dynamics of a three-person relationship, but the love and support you shared made it all worthwhile.

As the night wore on, the three of you talked and laughed, sharing stories and memories. Spencer, ever the genius, regaled you with fascinating facts and trivia, while Derek’s infectious laughter filled the room, making you feel light and carefree.

When the second movie started, you found yourself growing drowsy, the combined warmth of the blankets and the comforting presence of Spencer and Derek lulling you into a state of utter relaxation. You shifted slightly, nestling closer to Spencer, who responded by wrapping his arm around you.

Derek chuckled softly, his hand gently stroking your hair. “Getting sleepy there, (Y/N)?”

You nodded, unable to suppress a yawn. “Yeah, it’s been a long week.”

Spencer’s voice was soft and soothing. “Why don’t you rest for a bit? We can pause the movie if you want.”

You shook your head, smiling sleepily. “No, keep it going. I’m just happy to be here with you guys.”

Derek leaned in, pressing a gentle kiss to your forehead. “We’re happy to have you here too, (Y/N).”

The three of you settled back into a comfortable silence, the sound of the movie playing in the background. As you drifted off to sleep, you couldn’t help but feel incredibly grateful for the love and support of Spencer and Derek. They were your rock, your safe haven in a world that could often be chaotic and unpredictable.

In that moment, with Spencer’s arm around you and Derek’s hand in yours, you knew that no matter what challenges lay ahead, you would face them together. And that was more than enough.

ssa aaron hotchner you will always be famous

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