Criminal Minds Fanfiction

Whatever happened

2008-07-26T01:07:39Z

Author: little_profiler

Fandom: Criminal Minds

Pairing: Morgan/Garcia

Prompt for 10_hurt_comfort: #8 Tears

Rating: K

Disclaimer: Neither the show nor the characters belong to me, they belong to CBS. Nonetheless, I love to borrow them from time to time.

Summary: Penelope is hurt and refuses to tell Derek what happened. But in the end he realizes that it doesn’t really matter.

warnings: none

Haunted Minds 4/?

2008-07-25T03:04:33Z

Title: Haunted Minds 4/?
Author: buffyaddict13
Rating: RFT/R for violent images
Fandom: Supernatural, Criminal Minds
Pairing/Characters: Gen, Sam and Dean Winchester, Andy Gallagher, Bobby Singer, Spencer Reid, Aaron Hotchner, Emily Prentiss, Penelope Garcia, Derek Morgan, Jennifer "JJ" Jereau
Summary: A shocking discovery sends the BAU to Cold Oak, South Dakota.
A/N 1: Betaed by the super awesome riverbella. I'd be lost without you!
A/N 2: Spoilers up to Seven Seconds for Criminal Minds and spoilers for Supernatural up to Fresh Blood.

There is no such thing as darkness; only a failure to see.
~Malcolm Muggeridge

At my journal.

2 Crossovers (Criminal Minds/Anita Blake books)

2008-07-24T22:57:11Z

TITLE: Staying Put
PAIRING: Jason Gideon/Byron (CM/AB), slight allusion to Gideon/Reid (CM)
RATING: pea.gee.xv, maybe a slight arr
DISCLAIMER: I don't own anyone.
SPOILERS: Beginning of s3 for CM, later books for AB series

(Jason Gideon wasn't sure how he ended up where he was...)

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TITLE: Victories and Anniversaries
PAIRING: Gideon/Reid, Gideon/Jean-Claude, Gideon/Reid/Jean-Claude
RATING: arr
DISCLAIMER: I don't own anyone.
SPOILERS: s3 for CM, earlier books for CB

("C'mon," Gideon said, "Reid, we're getting out of here.")

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I wrote these while at work, so I thought I'd share them with you guys! The links (in ()'s) will take you to my LJ page.

Something Different Part 6 (Reid/Hotch, PG)

2008-07-24T20:43:37Z

Title: Something Different (6/?)
Author: Harknessgirl
Pairing: Reid/Hotch
Rating: PG
Summary: Reid helps a friend
Disclaimer: I don’t own Criminal minds.
Beta: The fantastic </a>dragontatt</span> who is my own personal Criminal minds Guardian Angel !!</span>

Part 6 New !!

CM Fic: After Work

2008-07-23T11:23:01Z

Title: After Work
Author: LTxYx
Rating: FRT/maybe a little bit of slash
Pairing: Only a brief Reid/Rossi moment/ mention of JJ/Will
Summary: There are different ways to relax after a difficult case. ;)

Note: Criminal Minds is not mine. Of course.

A/N: I wrote this some time ago and thought I could post it here as well ;)

( Read more... )

Beta

2008-07-23T10:22:52Z

Hi, I didn't know where to post this question. If it isn't right to post it here I apologize. I am looking for someone to beta my stories. I have wrote and will be writing hotch.gideon pair. I'm inexperienced at writing slash in general, I tend to write hurt comfort fiction. I've never been great with structure. I can re-start your heart, fix your broken bones, ect but this is a weakness as far a writing goes. I have so many ideas running through my head but have difficulty getting from the pictures in my head to the paper. Anyone willing to help me I would be thankful for. Tina

Night 1/1

2008-07-22T21:50:13Z

Title: Night
Author: derangedfangirl
Rating: PG
Pairing: Hotch/Prentiss
Summary: In fact, if you asked Aaron Hotchner about the precise moment when he “noticed” Emily Prentiss, he’d draw a blank. Because theirs was no lightning struck, love at first sight, storybook romance.

A/N: Sort of sequel to "Different", but also a standalone.

Emily wasn't an Ideal.

bau_fic @ 2008-07-22T13:39:00

2008-07-22T17:46:44Z

Hello, It's my first posting here, my first posting to my live journal, and my first Criminal Minds story.

Sacrifice

Title: Sacrifice

Characters/Pairings: Hotch/Gideon

Ratings: M for violence

Warnings: Slash implied, violence, angst, drama,

Disclaimer: Just borrowed them. Don't sue, please just for fun.

http://tinsmals.livejournal.com/

If you have advice for me I would appreciate it. Tina

Vows

2008-07-22T03:40:37Z

Title: Vows
Author: twtd
Rating:FRC, emotionally heavy but it shouldn't be traumatizing
Pairing:JJ/WIll, JJ/Emily
Summary: The best day can also be the worst.
Spoliers: Vague spoilers for the season 3 finale
Disclaimer: I don't own the characters, not am I making any kind of profit.

In the presence of God and these our Friends

Miles To Go Before We Sleep, Part Two, Morgan/Reid

2008-07-22T00:11:10Z

Title: Miles To Go Before We Sleep, Part Two
Authors: innerslytherin and severity_softly
Pairing: Morgan/Reid
Rating: PG-13 this part (up to NC-17 for the entire fic)
Summary: After Reid goes off the rails in Texas, Morgan decides Reid needs a friend to support him through whatever he's going through. Several cases and "awesomely" bad sci-fi flicks later, they both realize "friendship" isn't exactly what they want...but sorting through the baggage that stands in the way of a closer relationship is more difficult than either of them expected. Starting immediately after "Elephant's Memory" and running beyond the end of "Lo-fi", this is a multi-chaptered, non-WIP fic.
Word count: this part, ~7000; overall, ~130K
Spoilers: Entire series - specifically Profiler, Profiled, The Big Game/Revelations, Elephant's Memory, In Heat, Tabula Rasa, and Lo-fi. (This chapter takes place before and during In Heat.)
Warnings: Overall: UST, references to past sexual abuse, drug use/references to past drug use
Notes: Written in RP format. Not currently AU, but it will be after season four starts, as we're writing our own ending to Lo-fi. :) A million thanks to mnemosyne_1 for being an awesome beta! :D

Previous Part: Part One

Part Two

Breaker, part 2

2008-07-21T20:53:34Z

Title: Breaker (2/?)
Author: Diet_cokefiend
Summary: The BAU team investigates when it seems like a serial killer who they thought was in prison is killing again.
Genre: Casefic, het
Pairing: Reid/OC
Rating: FRT (or PG-13) due to profanity
Disclaimer: Obviously, I don't own Criminal Minds or any of its characters. Any resemblance between other characters and real persons (living or dead) is unintended and thus purely coincidental.
Plot Notes: Written by request from my lovely friend Elena. This was my first fanfiction ever. Special thanks to dragonladyk for making this header for me.

"We all have wings, but they have not been of any avail to us and if we could tear them off, we would do so." - Franz Kafka

Make it All Better

2008-07-20T03:19:25Z

Title: Make it All Better
Author: LeiaDianaMinerva
Fandom: Criminal Minds
Pairing/Character: Hotch/Gideon
Rating: R
Prompt: Sometimes, Hotch just needs someone to run to who can make it all better.
Kink: daddy kink
Warnings: slash, no real spoilers, daddy kink
Disclaimer: I own nothing, except in my dreams.
Word Count: 595
Beta: Beck.
Author's Notes: Written for ROK. Feedback is love and will be rewarded with cookies (and smut).

http://leiadiana.livejournal.com/21106.html

bau_fic @ 2008-07-19T15:23:00

2008-07-19T19:24:36Z

Title: Paperwork 1/1
Author: derangedfangirl
Rating: PG-13 for a bit of swearing
Fandom: Criminal Minds
Pairing/Characters: Spencer Reid, Derek Morgan, Emily Prentiss, Aaron Hotchner. No pairings, but I suspect Morgan/Reid shippers will appreciate it. : )
Prompt: co-claim 100 prompt 003, Moments
Summary: Paperwork drives people to do strange things.

A/N. Rather shamelessly fluffy, after all the pathos I've been writing. This stems from my own disgust/headdesking from endless paperwork... Enjoy!

Thwack.

bau_fic @ 2008-07-19T14:05:00

2008-07-19T18:01:14Z

Title: aftermath –Hostage- 2/3

Ratings: R

Characters/Pairings: Reid/Morgan

Spoilers: none

Warnings: Slash, violence, angst, drama,

Word Count: 1,304

Author’s notes: Feel free to add this journal for further updates. I’ll add you right back!

Summery: It’s the last place that would teach you to strive for more, to fight for something you never allowed yourself to want.

Aftermath

Dancing Delight, Completed (was: The Fic Without A Name g)

2008-07-19T01:31:47Z

Title: I know it's corny but it's the best I could come up with *g*
Spoilers: If there were any, they're long gone
Summary: The BAU team enjoys a couple of leisure hours off work, it begins with a couple of drinks and some innocent dancing, but where will it lead?
Pairing(s): Primarily Hotch/Prentiss, with some Morgan/Garcia and JJ/Reid added.
Rating: probably FRM, or FRAO? If you want to be cautious...
Disclaimer: Don't own. Just borrow. Don't sue, pleez.
Length and Chapters: What I originally wanted to do as a oneshot turned out to be 4 chapters...
Further Note: Obviously, I'm a non-native speaker. So any hints on weird wording that should be changed are highly welcome :-)

The story can be found at my LJ:

Part I
Part II
Part III
Part IV

Feedback is love :o)

Memories 1/1

2008-07-18T03:07:28Z

Title: Memories 1/1
Author: derangedfangirl
Rating: PG-13
Fandom: Criminal Minds
Pairing/Characters: Spencer Reid
Summary: The mandatory Post-Revelations drug!fic with a bit of a twist.

At first, the dilaudid had been the only way to forget.

Breaker, part 1

2008-07-17T10:06:58Z

Title: Breaker
Summary: The BAU team investigates when it seems like a serial killer who they thought was in prison is killing again.
Genre: Criminal Minds fanfiction (Casefic), written by request from my lovely friend Elena. This was my first fanfiction ever.
Plot notes: rated PG or PG 13 over the entire story, i think, due to some profanity.
Pairing: Reid/OC
Disclaimer: Obviously, I don't own Criminal Minds or any of its characters. Any resemblance between other characters and real persons (living or dead) is unintended and thus purely coincidental.

Those who weep for the happy periods which they encounter in history acknowledge what they want; not the alleviation but the silencing of misery. – Albert Camus

Find

2008-07-17T09:27:23Z

Hi, I'm a long time lurker looking for a fic.

Reid is in an interogation with a serial rapist. The unsub is making all these creepy suggestions about what the BAU guys (post- Rossi re-joining) do to him. He manages to get a confession and later Morgan and Hotch make love to him to make him forget the idea of Rossi touching him. (I think that's the words they use.)

I really liked it, but I can't find it. Can anyone out there tell me the name and maybe give me a link? I'd take the name and author alone if you don't have a link.

Fic: Criminal Minds. Reid/Hotch. From the Ashes, Hope. Part (8/? )

2008-07-17T06:47:44Z

Title: From the Ashes, Hope
Author:Kassy_syd
Rating: FRM
Pairing: Hotch/Reid

This Chapter: A new case drives Reid into Hotch's arms and yes this deals with spanking :P

Summary:This is the story of a very broken Reid and how Hotch attempts to deal with the situation.
Partial AU, Hotch and all the others still work for the BAU but Reid doesn't. He's under the control of a government program (instituationalised slavery, read it to find out why) but when he gets brought in on a case, Hotch feels the connection. (Note: Hotch never married)

Disclaimer: The characters aren't mine, so please don't sue me!
Warnings: Later chapters deal with issues of institutionalised slavery, bdsm, violence, abuse, spanking, hurt/comfort, romance, among others.

Betaing not done yet, if you wait a few days to read this it will be and be much easier to read i promise you.

Other chapters

Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
Chapter 5
Chapter 6
Chapter 7

“He’s not ready!” I argued tensely

“Of, course he’s ready. It’s what he’s trained for”

“No, you don’t understand. He’s only starting to trust me, if I make him fall now, it’ll ruin everything I’ve work towards”

“I’m sorry Aaron. But you knew when you took him on that this was part of the deal. It’s his job and as much as you might want to protect him from it, it’s the only reason he’s still with you. I had to pull some serious strings to stop them taking him away after what happened the other day. If you don’t let him do his job, you’ll loose the his guardianship”

“Is that a threat?” I almost growl, anger rising inside me. I can’t believe we’ve got another case already! And damned if they’re going to make Reid fall so soon again. The damned director had been so rude this morning, making Reid kneel beside my chair as he again went through the reasons why he should be restrained at all times and now the minutes I walk into work my boss is telling me that I have no choice in the matter. And the case is so gruesome, I can’t imagine that monster entering the innocent mind of one such as Reid.

“No, of course not. I’m just reminding you of the facts. I’ve put myself out on a limb here after that shit you pulled the other day. You should be thanking me for not letting them walk in here and take him away right now. Do you know how many people are just waiting for you to mess up? You can’t afford to be making any waves fight now”

What could I say, she was right. Reid was with me for now other reason than by her allowance. If I wished to keep him, I’d need to tow the line. I knew that there was not other options, Reid would fall, whether I like it or not, at least this way I could be there to support him though it. He would fall, not matter the damage to him and I’d just need to pick up the pieces.

“Yes, Ma’am” I nodded to her. “I’ll have him ready tomorrow morning”

“Good” She smiled at me smugly and I felt the impossible desire to shake that smugness off her face. Then she turned to me, feigning care.

“Aaron, Don’t get any more emotionally involved than you already are. It’ll only get you hurt. He’s not yours to save. This is not something you can save him from”

“Thank you for your concern” I told her tensely. “Tomorrow then.” I said abruptly leaving her office. I couldn’t handle anyone else ‘advising’ me on the damaged nature of Sera and how I should simply stay away. It was getting enough to push me to violence.

0.0.0.0.0.0.0.0.0.

We sit as I have positioned us, on my bed facing each other. I haven’t given him any drugs for over four hours and this is probably the most lucid he’s been for many weeks. It’s a small of window of opportunity before the symptoms of withdrawal will begin but for this I really need him to be here with me.

It’s been half an hours since he last spoke and while I’m anxious to know what’s going through his head. I know that he needs time to process his thoughts. I told him earlier that he would need to do tomorrow. He seemed strangely emotionless about it all, he’s simply closed his eyes for a few seconds and then reopened them and said.

“I…I think I’m going to need your help tonight.” I nod understanding immediately. I knew that he’d ask for this.

“I’d rather not use the implant tomorrow to bring you back. Would you be willing to let me try something else tomorrow?”

“Please! Anything is better than that!” he had responded.

So, now we sat, silently building ourselves up to what needs to happen. Tonight I will for the first time really touch him. And for the first time in so many years, that touch will cause another pain. And while I try desperately to not think about the last person I had touched this way, his face keeps reaching across my memories.

No, I tell myself firmly. This is different. That won’t happen again, this is not Harris.

I shake myself, mentally berating myself for even comparing them. Reid isn’t even anything like Harris. I force myself to really look at Reid, to study his too thin form. To judge his pale skin and assess exactly how much he body could probably take because later I know that I’ll be fighting to urge to give him more, not pain, but touch. I’ll want to touch him, run my fingers along his back, circle his hips and guide his lips to mine.

But when he finally looks over at me, I can see he’s readied himself for it. Something has changed in his features; somehow he’s colder, darker and more distant. He’s entered a place in his minds I’m sure he keeps for when he expects to be tortured, humiliated and ruined.

I bite back a sign, that just means I’m going to have to be harder on him that I originally wanted. This is the first time we’ll do this but experience tells me that I’m going to have to bring him down hard. If it’s going to make an impact, I’m going to have to bring him down very hard indeed and I can only hope that in the future, I’m not going to have to do it to this extent, that he’ll open up to me without me having to break down his defenses. Sometimes I love this and sometimes I absolutely hate it.

Ok, I tell myself, just do it, nothing more.

0.0.0.0.0.0.0.0.0.0.0.

He shifts and leans in close or what feel like close. Which for most people isn’t probably that close but for me, it feel like he’s practically crowding me.

“This first time, we’re going to take it slow.” He says coolly “I’m going to spank you using only my hand and I’m not going to restrain you at all. I’ll walk you through it this time so tomorrow you’ll know what to expect.” Not that that is going to make a difference I think to myself bitterly, he’s going to have to force whoever I fall as to submit and not me. I almost snort in contempt but catch myself before I do, or rather the conditioning does and for the first time in so long I wonder at that I even felt the urge. Something is different about me today, I can feel it. Like a haze that is always degrading my thoughts is lifted and I can actually feel something, think coherent thoughts. God, the drugs are clearing away and I can actually feel! Don’t get used to it I tell myself, it’s only going to make it worse once he pulls out the kit again.

“Tomorrow?” I ask, seeking for information.

“Yes, I’m going to repeat this tomorrow and see if I can bring you back without using the implant.” I almost smile. Yes!

“Can you do that?” I ask in wonder.

Truthfully, I don’t know. Maybe. I’d like to try and see if I can guide you back.” The hope is almost too much. It hurts, hope hurts.

0.0.0.0.0.0.0.0.0.0.0.

He’s silent for a long time, looking at his hands. I’m starting to understand what that means and I mentally prepare myself. He doesn’t resist as I pull him forward, instead he falls to his knees in front of me. His head is down and his hands behind his back, crossed at the wrists, His posture is too perfect, too submissive and vulnerable.

I can’t resist touching him on the shoulder but don’t miss the small shudder that betrays his fear. And I felt a little awe. Here he was kneeling at the feet of someone who promised to hurt him and was strong enough to stay still while I touch him. Even when every experience of submission was little more than torture. He’d never been guided in his needs, never had anyone show him the respect and consideration due to all in his position.

I run my hand across his cheek and under his chin. With my other hand cupped behind his head I force him up to face me.

“Look at me Spencer.” He does so hesitantly “You told me that you want to trust me. Well, I plan on earning that trust. This is going to make you feel better, I promise. I’ll prove to you that you can trust me to get you what you need. If it’s too much I want you to tell me the word ‘Willow’, say it”

“Willow” he stammered, a little confused and I had to remind myself that he’d never taken part in a scene or known anything about bdsm before this. I don’t know why I chose that word, maybe the painkilling properties of the bark or the colour of his eyes. But somehow it just seemed right, a way for him to stop the pain if he needed it.

“It’s a word for you to use if you need me to stop. And I will. You say that word and it all stops immediately. Okay?”

“Yes, yes okay.”

“If you need me to slow down, say ‘oak’, Okay?”

“Yes, Oak”

“Good” I smile at him. I don’t offer him a word for more, I just can’t do that, Harris taught me that lesson well.

I didn’t plan on putting him across my lap, but now that he’s kneeling across from me. It’s just to hard to resist and I pull him up and guide him across the room to a chair that I sit at and ease him down across my lap. It’s not my favorite position but I couldn’t bring him up on the bed.

I let him lay there for a moment, listening to his breathe hitch nervously. I want to touch him, reassure him but know that already he’s feel vulnerable enough, it’ll just make him worse. Instead I speak to him.

“Spencer, breathe slowly for me. That’s it, in and out, in and out. Good.”

When he has stilled as much as I think he’s going to, I pull down his pajama pants a little. I need to see his skin to do this, I never spank someone seriously though material, and you just can’t see what damage you are doing that way.

I let my hand rest on his skin for a few seconds, letting him get used to the feeling of my skin on his before bringing it back and administering the first strike. I let my hand stay on his skin, feeling it warm under my palm and giving him time to process the sensation. He is silent and barely reacts at all just like I had worried. So bring back my hand and give him another on the other cheek, again letting him get used to the feeling.

I warm him up slowly, every few seconds handing my hand on his ass in a carefully timed exercise. I want him to become used to this before I move on to the harder job of making an impact.

But slowly he’s starting to react, tensing slightly between the stokes. He’s still silent but I can feel him moving his hands, pulling them into fists.

“Put you hands on the back of your neck, Spencer” I order him. Those cuts are almost healed but I don’t want him opening them up again any time soon. He obeys immediately.

I pick up the pace, providing a steady stream of moderate stroked that finally pull little gasps from him. He’s clenching his hands together now behind his neck and I can imagine him biting his lip to stop crying out. But I want him to cry out, I want to hear his voice so I move the aim of my strokes to one spot, concentrating on rising a vicious red mark on the still pale flesh. And I can’t stop myself admiring how beautifully his skin marks, how the red fades up into the curve of his back. God, I think to myself, it’s been so long since I felt that, since I’ve entered this place inside myself and let myself feel these things. To enjoy this.

And then, he moaning and crying out a little, almost inaudibly but it there. A whimper between clenched teeth and I smile and again pick another place to concentrate on, finally!

0.0.0.0.0.0.0.0.

It’s washing over me, through me. Washing me clean.

I can hear my heart beat, fast and clear. And his strong presence calming me as the sting turns into an ache and then a stream. A steady stream I can wash myself in, diving under it and letting my thoughts clear away, letting the voices wash away. And I feel alive. I feel like screaming and yelling. And begging and thanking. And sunning myself in this warmth till there is nothing left but it and me, no one but me and the stream of pain. And Aaron. Aaron who can give it to me.

And god the pain of it all, the gushing, hitching physicality of it all. Please I want to beg, nothing but this ever made it better. And it’s so hard, it’s so painful. And so necessary and he’s there guiding it along, leading me though it. Building it up till it’s almost too much, too intense but he’s there, with me, touching me, touching my skin.

I can feel his other hand come to rest over mine clasped behind my neck and he’s comforting me with words. Simple statements of how well I’m doing of how I need to hang on a little longer. And I do, I let it swirl around me, twist me up and them release me.

God it’s horrible, wonderful, terrific and suddenly I’m screaming and crying and the pain has ended and I’m in his arms. In his incredible arm, listening to his voice sooth me, tell me how well I did. And I just want to crawl inside him, give him every part of me. And I’m looking into his eyes, see his face and it’s blurry though my tears but he’s suddenly so beautiful. So perfect.

And his lips are touching mine, the salt of my tears making our mouths slightly bitter. And I moan, so loudly in both out ears. Touch me I want to scream! Touch every part of me!!!

0.0.0.0.0.0.0.

I’d shifted him up into my lap when he finally gave into tears. I could sense his need to be embraced, comforted. Just like in the hospital that day, he needed someone to pull him close and tell him that he wasn’t alone is all this.

But when he pulled back, looking me in the eyes. I wanted so badly to kiss him, to possess his mouth that I almost moaned with the effort. And then he was leaning in and kissing me and my desire took over for a moment. I let go and drew him to me, hungrily giving into the urge. His tongue started to work its way into my mouth and I knew that I couldn’t do this. He was vulnerable and needing comfort not this. Reluctantly I pulled back to the sound of his panting moan in my ears.

“You need to sleep now, love. This has been hard and tomorrow will be worse. Come on.” I said shifting us both to our feet and guiding him over to the bed. He could barely walk he was shaking so badly so I picked him up, again amazed at his lightness and eased him down on his stomach.

“Sleep well,” I told him, brushing the hair back from his eyes and I pulled the covers over his shoulders. I turned the light out and slipped under my own side. I could hear him begin to cry again softly and bit back a curse. Why could this be easier?

I’d broken though to him and now I had to take the responsibility for that I told myself. I shift so that I’m lying beside him on my side and take his closest hand in mine and rest my other hand on his neck possessively. That seems to work because his breathing stills and after a few long minutes he falls into an exhausted sleep.

I almost curse myself when I realize that I haven’t given him the sleeping drug yet. But he’s asleep now so maybe he doesn’t need it. I can’t help thinking, maybe he doesn’t need any of them.

ficlet: Superman

2008-07-17T05:53:22Z

Title: Superman
Pairing: Hotch/Reid
Rating: FRM
Spoilers: Fisher King 1 & 2, Big Game, Revelations
Summery: Hotch is not Superman in all this
A/N: Not beta'd, mistake are mine.
Disclaimer: Criminal Minds is not mine in any way, shape and/or form. This whole fanfic thing is for fun and nothing else.
Prompt: 39 Choices for coclaim100with shameless_craze
//staring into the intersection, he thinks that he can fly and he might//

The Mission - Chapter 3 : Something in the Air

2008-07-16T01:52:36Z

Title: The Mission
Chapter Three - Something in the Air
Fandom: Criminal Minds
Pairing: Morgan/Garcia
Rating: M+
Disclaimer: Neither the show nor the characters belong to me, they belong to CBS.
Summary: The couple arrive at their destination.

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Beginnings 1/?

2008-07-15T21:57:09Z

itle: Beginnings 1/?
Author: derangedfangirl
Rating: PG (for the moment)
Fandom: Criminal Minds
Pairing/Characters: This chapter is OC laden, but future chapters will include the entire ensemble.
Summary: Agent Bryant is hit with some unexpected news.

"What?!"

A/N: Please, tell me what you think- ConCrit, flames, and squeeage all beyond welcome.

FIC: Full Circle, Criminal Minds, Morgan/Reid, FRAO/NC17

2008-07-15T19:34:27Z

Title: Full Circle
Series: Morgan’s Journey
Author: slash_srs
Fandom: Criminal Minds
Rating: FRAO/NC17/Slash
Pairing: Morgan / Reid
Prompt: What are you doing? Oh my God, I'm sorry!
Kink: Caught masturbating
A/N: I claimed three Criminal Mind prompts at rounds_of_kink that became a little mini series - Morgan’s Journey.
Story Order: 1. Return to Innocence, 2. Playing Games, and 3. Full Circle

Full Circle

bau_fic @ 2008-07-15T11:50:00

2008-07-15T15:54:43Z

Title: Shattered
Author: derangedfangirl
Rating: PG for some violent imagery
Fandom: Criminal Minds
Pairing/Characters: Tobias and Charles Hankel
Summary: Charles Hankel would never forsake control. Not even in death.

Shattered

The Fic Without A Name Part Three

2008-07-15T14:15:39Z

Title: still missing
Author: amaranth_moon
Rating: FRM, I guess
Pairing: Mainly Hotch/Prentiss, but also some Morgan/Garcia and JJ/Reid
Spoilers: None really, merely borrowing the beginning from The Big Game (2/14), but it doesn't chronologically fit. And Haley never existed... ;o)
Summary: The BAU team enjoys a couple of leisure hours off work, it begins with a couple of drinks and some innocent dancing, but where will it lead?
Length and Chapters: Three chapters so far... final number depending on how many turns my head will take until it brings me where I want this to end (hence the userpic).

Disclaimer: I don't own anything but the weird ideas in my mind. Anything you recognise is merely borrowed and not mine.

read on at my LJ