#Aaron: Pre - med

[feverdreamsandlucidnightmares]

Aaron: we’re constantly in mortal peril because of your bitchass boyfriends and somehow I’m the bad guy????

[bookburners]

Everybody is wrong actually

Neil: Bard

Andrew: Paladin

Kevin: Wizard

Renee: Monk

Aaron: Cleric

Matt: Fighter

Allison: Rouge

Dan: Paladin

Nicky: Bard

[be-queer-do-arson]

Aaron definitely goes to the accommodations center, about three seconds away from screaming or crying, and starts listing off all the things that happened that year because surely something in there will get him out of an exam

It's so crazy to remember that the foxes are actively in college during the series. Like Neil got kidnapped, they had their whole showdown with the ravens, and then they all just? Had to do their finals??? Insane

[hauntingsunshine14]

"omg those are the exy monsters they're so scary"

you mean nicky? with a mortgage, husband and two kids?

neil? canonically a math nerd who enjoys cross country?

aaron? the pre-med student dating a cheerleader?

kevin? worlds first almond-mom-history-nerd?

andrew? the boundary respecting ice cream addict?

like yeah ok they've killed people but like also they have a cheese drawer so just calm down, be respectful, and don't start punching people - you'll be fine.

[josten4exy]

it actually confounds me how aaron minyard found time to be a pre med student a d1 college athlete and have a murder charge my ass would not survive a day in those circumstances

[rumplereids]

wonderstruck.

part one. tags: spencer reid x fem!reader. tech analyst!reader. early-s1!spencer. a/n: tech analyst!reader won’t leave my little brain. i hope u like this :) masterlist. requests are open !

You were 21 when you got recruited into the bureau. Barely a graduate, and already on a FBI watchlist. Honestly, the only reason you’re under their watchful eyes is because of a lapse in judgment.

To celebrate the semester ending, your roommate decided that you both needed to get drunk. Being a psychology major with a pre-med roommate leads to tequila shots in your own dorm room. It’s the convenience and comfort of your own space that got you so drunk. This situation led to this: you admitting to your roommate, with heavy eyes, that you can “hack, you know. I learned when I was 15.”

She sat up from her place on the floor.

“Really? I don’t believe you!” she giggles, and then hiccups.

“I so can!” there’s indignation and a want to prove yourself in the tone of your voice.

“Okay, show me!”

Shuffling on heavy feet, you plop down in front of your laptop. A few clicks and the comforting clacks of your keyboard, and then a window pops open. You look at the wide-gaped mouth of your roommate. “What are you hacking?”

You hum, “I don’t know.”

And then you remember the talk from a few days ago. Two agents from the FBI’s Behavioral Analysis Unit came over to your college to talk about criminal profiling to psychology majors and anyone else interested.

Completely inebriated, you manage to hack into their database. Your hazy mind doesn’t forget to compliment the beauty and intricacy of the codes and firewalls you broke down.

At Quantico, Virginia, Technical Analyst Penelope Garcia rushes into her unit chief’s office.

“Sir, somebody is attempting to get into my system. I think they’re trying to communicate?”

Hotch follows Garcia into her office, the quickness of their steps catching the attention of Dr. Spencer Reid who was seated at his desk, skimming over a case report.

When Hotch gets into Penelope’s ‘lair’, his eyes squint, adjusting to the dimmed lights and bright screens. On the main monitor, a window displaying the barebones of a text chat is open.

<ATHEN411> ????

<ATHEN411> hiiiiidfgsd

<YOU> Who is this?

<ATHEN411> ohymgofd i didnt think anyonewould alsnwer

<ATHEN411> wh o it sthis?

<YOU> BAU Section Chief Aaron Hotchner.

<ATHEN411> omfdg i know uuu !! jason mentoined u

<YOU> Jason?

<ATHEN411> yhuhh jason digeon or sumn omg i cant tpoye

<ATHEN411> sorry

<YOU> Jason Gideon? How do you know him?

<ATHEN411 disconnected.>

You’ve completely forgotten about the conversation. Until, a few days later. You’re turning the corner of the hallway to get into your dorm. Backpack slung on a shoulder, arms full of your laptop, binders and a soft-bound copy of your final paper. You stop in your tracks when you see two men stationed outside your room’s door.

One man was in a shirt, jeans, and combat boots. He also had sunglasses on. The other had a permanent furrow to his brows, dressed formally in a suit and tie.

“Hi, can I help you?” you ask, hand reaching into your hoodie pocket for your keys and pepper spray.

The one in sunglasses holds up a badge and ID.

“FBI. I’m Agent Morgan, this is Agent Hotchner. Are you Y/N L/N?”

You gulp, wondering why they knew your name.

“Um, yeah. Why?”

“Can we talk somewhere private?”

Your bring out your keys, and you notice how Agent Hotchner eyes the pepper spray keychained to it.

“Um, yeah. We can talk inside? My roommate’s still out.”

You unlock your door and walk in, the agents following in after you. Dropping your bag on your desk chair, you turn to ask the agents, “How can I help you?”

Agent Hotchner asks, “Are you familiar with the name athen-four-one-one?”

You look up at them guilty.

“It’s athena-eleven.”

“So, it’s you?” Agent Morgan clarifies.

“Yes. How did you find me?”

The two men share a glance. A silent conversation passing with you unknowing.

“Two nights ago, you hacked into the BAU’s database.”

You look at them in suprise, “I did?”

“Yes,” Agent Hotchner says, passing a folder to you. Inside are images and a transcript of messages shared between a ‘P.GARCIA’ and ‘ATHEN411’.

“Oh my god,” you whisper, realizing what’s happening.

“I was drunk off my ass two nights ago! I’m so sorry,” that catches Agent Morgan’s attention.

“You were drunk?”

“Yeah, my roommate and I were celebrating our exams. I didn’t… Am I in trouble?”

Agent Hotchner raises a hand in a placating gesture, “You were drunk when you hacked into the bureau’s database?” Confusion and slight amusement evident in the tone of his voice.

“Yeah,” you confess, “It was just a dare! I don’t even remember much of it.”

Agent Morgan looks as if he doesn’t know what to think about the situation. You feel the same. Agent Hotchner extends a hand to get the file back from you, and you give it to him easily.

“Would you go with us back to the station?”

“What? For what? Am I being sued?”

“The opposite. I would like to conduct a proper interview.” Agent Hotchner explains.

“An interview? For what?”

“A job as a technical analyst at Quantico.”

You look at them, eyes furrowing in confusion and disbelief, “What? I can’t!”

“Why not?”

You gesture toward your desk, “I still have a paper to pass!”

Meeting Penelope Garcia was like a dream come true.

“I should have realized! The triple-stacked firewall should’ve been so obvious! The Black Queen signature!”

The blonde’s eyes sparkle, happy to meet a match.

“Athena-Eleven! I didn’t even notice you were in my systems until you sent your first message.”

You feel your chest puff up at the indirect praise.

“You were one of my idols,” you admit, “Your exposé on Griffith Industries was just… stunning! Absolutely flawless. You had a section in your code that I used to build my private server—” Agent Hotchner interrupts your spiel.

He gestures to the rest of the room, where agents were seated at a round table.

“This is Y/N L/N, the unit’s newest technical analyst. ” he says, and you give a shy wave. You get a wave back from the agent wearing glasses. He’s cute. Have you seen him before?

“This is Jennifer Jareau, our communications liaison,” you shake her outstretched hand. She’s so pretty, you start to think, gorgeous blue eyes too.

“You’ve met Derek Morgan,” Agent Hotchner says, and Agent Morgan gives a two finger salute, his hands wrapped around a coffee cup.

“Agent Jason Gideon,” you return his handshake, mumbling a shy; “Hello, sir. Nice to see you again.”

And then, “This is Dr. Spencer Reid—”

“Oh! You were with Agent Gideon at the seminar! You talked a bit about geoprofiling, and how an unsub’s subconscious can’t help but stick close to home, which helps you triangulate the—” Agent Hotchner lets out another soft cough.

“Um, yeah. I did. Nice to meet you,” he gives another small wave, smile close-lipped and awkward. Endearing. He’s really cute. “I don’t really shake hands.”

You nod, “I get that, germs and stuff. It’s actually, weirdly, safer to kiss.”

You don’t see the way JJ and Derek look at each other, nor do you notice when Penelope whispered, “Oh my God, there’s two of them.”

“Your code name, it’s for the Athena, right? The Greek goddess of wisdom, warfare, and handicraft?” Dr. Reid asks you, curiosity getting the better of him.

“Yeah. I love greek mythology.”

He gives you a smile, “I do, as well. I’m wondering about the eleven though. Does it mean anything?”

You tsk’d through your teeth, “The angel number 1111’s often seen as a spiritual wake-up call and awakening. I thought it was fitting, and I was 15 when I chose the name, okay? Excuse little old me.”

“That’s cool,” Dr. Reid admits. If he remembers your file right, you were barely 17 when you became a trademark and known name in underground hacking circles. He can’t properly meet your eyes, struck in awe. Athena. It’s perfect for you.

“Y/N formally starts her job with us in three days,” Hotch informs the team, “Be kind.”

With a final word, Gideon and Hotch start to return to their offices.

Derek straightens from his position on the office chair. “I am very kind!”

“He didn’t say anything about you,” Penelope teases.

“Ooh, that says a lot, Morgan. It says so much,” JJ teases back.

You smile at them, your new co-workers, taking the seat JJ was gesturing at for you. The three continue bickering, you start to tune them out as you make eye contact with Dr. Reid. The apple of his cheeks blush red, and you can’t stop the grin on your lips from getting wider. He’s downright enchanting.

[ashestoashes7]

Aaron Minyard probably deserves more credit for being a college athlete, a pre-med student, and dealing with everything both Neil Josten and Kevin Day brought to Palmetto without murdering either of them.

[the-inner-musings-of-a-worm]

aaron minyard had to have had an eidetic memory as well. it’s the only explanation for how he survived doing pre med and dealing with the foxes. you’re telling me the man had time to play video games and go clubbing on the weekends? photographic memory. no other answer

[codename-adler]

I come with peace and a longing to see the saga of Aaron and joselitos adventures through pre-med continue😞😞😞

24.

Happy belated Hallowieners ft. the Beasts

[ninyard]

no because ohhhh my god ohmygod. aaron's triggers are so *specific* like it's a bathroom door not a front door. a certain type of lock rattling. rustling but not footsteps. he's a doctor he's got technical brilliance he made it through D1 varsity sports + pre-med + mafia fuckery + neil josten's presence AND YET he can't predict what will set him off. also the deep-rooted fear of being an unpredictable parent is so Him and so There. exy strength to break down the door, surgeon's perception to check for blood, and aaron has to leave.

GODDD that's the thing Aaron has always been the sane one, the normal twin, the functioning one of the family, everyone always saying, "it must be so difficult to have a brother like Andrew," and never "does Andrew find it difficult to have a brother like you?"

Aaron is the well adjusted twin. The one who kept strong when his mother passed away, the quiet child, a glass child of sorts, finding himself on this pedestal of being "the normal one". So Aaron is the normal one, and he holds himself together with textbooks and exy racquets.

But his biggest fear is being like his mom, his biggest fear is losing control, his biggest fear is his kids seeing him be the man he was before he met Katelyn. Aaron isn't always afraid of racquets or strong men or angry women. But Aaron hates when Andrew wears the same clothes as him. He's terrified of locked doors, he panics at the feeling of hands in his hair. Aaron doesn't know what he's afraid of. Usually he can let Andrew leave the table at family dinners without panicking. Sometimes he can't. Most of the time he doesn't freak out when the locks on doors don't unlock first try. Sometimes he does. Most of the time he can smell whiskey and not feel like he's going to throw up. But sometimes he just. Can't.

And he doesn't know when it's going to happen, when he's not going to be strong enough to keep it together. He can't predict it, he can't tell.

God, Aaron has spent so long being the normal twin, that when suddenly he has problems he feels like he has no right to have them in the first place. How can he complain that he has flashbacks about that night, and wakes up screaming and crying after a nightmare every other night, when Andrew was the one who was hurt? Aaron doesn't feel like he can say "I can't breathe when there's just one door closed in a hallway" when Andrew was the one behind that closed door.

Just... Aaron feeling like he can't be traumatised. Aaron feeling like he isn't traumatised until something simple, something small, something totally normal triggers him and he's reminded how this thing, this part of his life, is never going to leave him. He can save a mans life, he can give a child a second chance at living, he can move on after the toughest patient death because that's his job. But still he will always be 19 years old and scared. and he will always be locked in a bathroom, crying, begging Andrew to let him leave. He will always have Andrew hands on him and did he touch you and he will always be covered in the blood that almost sent him to prison. Aaron growing around his trauma, but never really getting rid of it. Yeah.

[fortheloveofexy]

Can we have some aaron hc 🥺🥺

Absolutely you can!! :D

Aaron Minyard Headcanons

He has an eidetic memory just like Andrew does - it's the only reason he's still able to pass his pre-med classes while being a student athlete, partying every weekend and dealing with mafia bullshit/murder charges (Neil just never notices because he has Andrew Minyard Tunnel Vision)

Half of his anger at Andrew over killing Tilda is because Andrew robbed him of the chance to finally stand up to his mother on his own terms. (The other half is that Aaron still craved her affection and approval, no matter how much she'd hurt him).

He didn't meet Nicky until Tilda relocated them to South Carolina, and only briefly, since Nicky left for Germany shortly after and was disowned by Luther and Maria upon his return.

After he left to study abroad Germany, Aaron didn't get to see Nicky again until after Tilda's funeral. After Nicky was disowned, Aaron was subjugated to endless rants from his mother and uncle about how Nicky had "strayed from God" and had "chosen a sinful lifestyle". Maria never joined in on the rants; she simply acted as if her only son was dead.

Desperate for his mother's approval and love, Aaron agreed without ever really questioning what it was Nicky had done that was so bad.

A large part of his sour attitude towards Nicky's sexuality stems from the fact that by choosing Erik, Nicky had inadvertently left Aaron to fend for himself. At the time, Aaron was too young to understand that Nicky was also drowning - all he could see was that Nicky had left him for some stranger. By the time Nicky came back for the twins, the resentment had already long since grown

He's grey ace, which he didn't realize until he overheard Neil explaining his experiences with attraction to Matt. Neil put into words what Aaron had long felt but could never quite articulate. It drives him crazy that he has this in common with Neil and he refuses to ever mention it to him.

He and Kevin had a drunken make out session one (1) time. They never speak of it - largely because Aaron is too embarrassed and Kevin just doesn't remember.

He's also mildly sex repulsed. Discussions of sex in general make him deeply uncomfortable, and it takes him a long time before he feels okay with going past kissing with Katelyn. Even then, there are days where sex holds zero appeal for him (Katelyn doesn't mind, she's content just to cuddle and talk).

Most of his friends are from outside the Foxes - mainly cheerleaders or people he met in study groups - and he acts very differently around them than he does with his family and team.

To his non-Fox friends, Aaron is relaxed, intelligent and has a wicked dry sense of humor.

His friend group grows even bigger once Andrew agrees to end the deal. Of all the Foxes, his social circle is probably the biggest.

He gets along quite well with Matt. They play games and hang out together, especially once they start sharing a room.

After Randy hugs him and tells him she's proud of him, his friendship with Matt only deepens.

Katelyn's friends didn't approve of him at first, but once she started bringing him around and he started to come out of his shell more, they warmed up to him quickly. It helped that Aaron practically worships the ground Kate walks on.

Katelyn's dad doesn't approve of him at all. He holds a grudge against Aaron for the murder charges and is praying on his downfall, right up until Aaron and Kate get engaged and Katelyn finally puts her foot down.

Her little sister loves Aaron though. She especially loves to pester him. Aaron doesn't quite know what to make of it at first, but Katelyn tells him it's a good thing so he just accepts it and pesters her right back.

He and Katelyn have twin girls. They stick to the tradition of giving both girls "A" names.

Becoming a father terrifies Aaron, right up until the girls are born. Luckily for him, Matt gives great parenting advice (he and Dan were the first to have kids).

[tiny-planet-13]

I know for a fact I'm not the first person to say this and I literally read a post about it years ago but couldn't begin to tell you where but it literally plagues my mind constantly like just imagine aaron during his studies (cause he does pre-med(?)) like finding out that the medication Andrew was forced to be on isn't even the correct medication and just going batshit insane because how the fuck could they do that to him?! ofc the meds themselves were made up by Nora but (correct me if I'm wrong) they're some sort of antipsychotic right and like I read a line in aftg the other day of Neil talking to Andrew after he's come off his meds realising that Andrew isn't a sociopath yet everyone treats him as such and the medication (the forced mood etc) was meant to "treat" that but HES NOT A SOCIOPATH!!!! I just can't even begin to imagine how Aaron would feel about that

[dramaticlacrosse10]

genuinely me if i was aaron minyard, a pre-med student trying to deal with college exy (which i found out just a few months ago is actually a front for a mafia organization.) and me and my brothers deal which indicates i cant have a girlfriend and i did something to him but he wont??? tell me what??? and oh my fucking god medical school bills and dont even get me started on that bastard neil josten like dude stop getting beat up youre stressing my twin out and have bio homework

[awildtei]

I can't remember whether Neil has canonically killed anyone, but for my own amusement I like to pretend he hasn't because it's just... so fucking funny if he hasn't and Aaron has.

I don't know who would be more annoyed that Aaron "pre-med student, nerd, dating a cheerleader" Minyard has killed a man and Neil "runaway son of a mobster, technically owned by the Yakuza, has been kidnapped" Josten hasn't, Neil or Aaron.

Them bickering and Neil being like "You wouldn't have survived a single day on the run from my father" and Aaron raising an unimpressed eyebrow and saying "Oh really? How many people have you killed? At least I know when it comes down to it I'm ready to do it, you just stand there and freeze." and Neil seething because fuck, he kind of has a point.

Or Aaron saying something about how he has a moral compass and Neil doesn't and Neil going "Okay, murderer." and Aaron realizing in horror he has killed 1 (one) more person than Neil Fucking Josten.

[aftg-and-random-things]

since it’s thanksgiving arc month here’s a short aaron pov during the thanksgiving incident~

Trigger warnings: same as the book during this scene, SA, murder.

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Aaron should have noticed something was wrong earlier, but it took Neil’s sudden grip on his wrist for the unease to finally take root. Even so, Aaron wasn’t able to think further on this, barely even noticing Neil’s other arm grabbing the new exy racquet before he felt himself being dragged into the hallway.

“What the hell?” He managed to ask Neil, but he received a harsh hiss in response.

Neil abruptly let go of him at the edge of the staircase, and it almost seemed as if there was an expectation to follow him upstairs. Aaron had never disguised his feelings about Neil, yet he felt at this moment a sort of truce pass between them. He would follow. Aaron’s pride wasn’t big enough not to, and his curiosity had long since been peaked.

As he trailed behind Neil, he noted how he ascended the carpeted steps with a trained ease. It wasn’t as if Neil’s behaviors hadn’t alerted him before, but the disquieting silence of his movements oddly seemed more damning than any of his other frantic behaviors. He realized with a start that Neil was well acquainted with making himself as unnoticeable as possible, possibly more than he was.

When they reached the top, a muted thump interrupted the clinical silence. Neil darted to the only closed door on the floor, tested the knob (which was evidently locked), then promptly rushed to inspect the next door over. Aaron had no time for whatever the hell Neil was doing. By this point, he was conscious of the rapid acceleration of his pulse. Something was wrong. He raised his hand to the door to knock on it, but aborted this action midway to take hold of the racket that Neil thrust in front of him. He saw it happen in a second. Neil kicked the space above the door knob in a precise manner, splintering the wood around it.

"Jesus fuck—“ he started, but with complete disregard, another kick landed on the door, bursting it open with a strength he hardly expected from the striker.

Aaron found himself following inside, but he forgot who he was following soon after. Neil had disappeared from his peripheral as soon as he took in the scene.

Blood. Man. Bed. Pillows. Andrew. Andrew-

He bridged the gap in the room in seconds, and brought the racquet in his hands up and down onto the man’s temple. Even as the blood splashed on him, he didn’t notice the limp body falling off the side of the bed, bringing the sheets down in its wake.

At this point, it was almost as if he was observing himself from the distance. He could see his fingers slip, the racquet falling onto the floor.

Andrew.

He recollected himself as quickly as he had disassociated, now single-mindedly cataloging the injuries of his brother.

Andrew was facedown, wearing only a shirt on his upper half. Aaron’s eyes processed how he was covered in blood, and that where there wasn’t blood, there was array of pinkish red bruises along his skin. They were clearly subcutaneous, and while they would darken in a few weeks, he judged they would heal okay.

His thoughts were interrupted by a peal of laughter from Andrew, muffled from the pillow, but still loud enough to cause Aaron’s hands to involuntarily shake. With the instincts of a pre-med student, Aaron’s first priority had been to check if Andrew was physically okay, but once that was done, the full weight of the situation had set in.

Logically, it had all of the signs of rape, but his mind kept saying that it couldn’t be. Andrew couldn’t get raped.

Yet Andrew was raped. That man raped his brother.

Aaron didn’t think he was the most level-headed person, but he was still used to his thoughts having some degree of order. Everything and everyone compartmentalized more or less. Now, he couldn’t grasp at a single thought, nothing could tether him to reality. It was as if he was stuck in the bathroom again, grasping helplessly at the linoleum, thinking what did he do wrong—

—as if he finally realized what it meant to be a brother only to have it pried away from him—

He would think later that it was fortunate Neil was more put together, that Neil heard the sound of footsteps coming upstairs, and had protected what was left of Andrew’s dignity from whoever had briefly entered with the bloodied sheets.

No one could drag his eyes away from the man who he shared a face with. It could have been because of disbelief, but Aaron knew better.

Aaron knew the reason he didn't dare to look away was because of the sobering realization that his brother’s life would not be the same.

And that following his brother, his own life too would irrevocably change.

[high-queen-of-exy]

requests are open right? I'd love to hear ur opinions and hcs abt skater boy Aaron and maybeee a drabble about how the foxes and all find out (Andrew realistically probably knows abt it alr but imagine if Aaron stopped before Andrew came to live with him and Tilda and picked it up again in college without the rest knowing??)

My requests are pretty much alyways open!

Also, I love skater boy Aaron!!

Honestly I think he probably skateboards around campus to get to his classes, not that many of the foxes pay that much attention. They honestly probably didn't notice it until Kevin found out.

They lived in the same room, even then it took an embarrassingly long time for him to notice. Aaron didn't try to hid it necessarily, but it wasn't anyone's business.

Kevin would be the only person to make any soft of big deal about it, grumbling about the risk of injury because he doesn't want to lose a competent backliner over a pebble.

He tried to tell Wymack, who basically said it was good at least one of them had hobbies and that Aaron needed to find something to do with his time besides school and murder.

However, he doesn't have the most time for going to skate parks and doing tricks like he used to. It was how he desteessed in high school, but Exy and pre-med leave him a little more busy.

He skateboards a lot over the summer and tells Kevin that's his off season work out. (Kevin hates it) Nicky asked him to teach him to skateboard and nearly broke his face.

He still insists he wants to learn but Aaron said no.

Aaron does try to teach Katelyn though because she asked nicely. She's decently good at it too. She prefers roller blading though, so sometimes they go to the park to skate around together as a little date.