#aaron’s birthday

[definitelynotisabel]

HAPPY BIRTHDAY HUSBANDDD

[ssahotchnerr]

19 years ago today we were given aaron hotchner <3

[twomanyfandomshelp]

HAPPY BIRTHDAY AARON (@aaronofithaca05)!!!

We’ve only been interacting for a month or two, but I instantly knew you were a wonderful human being, and I can’t wait to get to know you more 🙃

AND HAPPY BIRTHDAY DECCI (@the-decapod)!!!

Truly a wonderful day, celebrating two amazing humans 😊

🥳

I wish I could give you a real cake and hug, but I can’t, so have an emoji cake and a digital hug. But for now, off I go to make you a wonderful birthday post. So watch out for that.

🎂

ONLY ONE MORE DAY TIL THE UNDERWORLD SAGA RELEASES!!! 🎉

I will be listening to it on repeat. All day. No one can stop me.

Today is my birthday!!!!! 25 of April!🍋🍃🌙🌊🍰

Also happy birthday to @the-decapod too!.

My gods who would have thought this day would come, hehehe.

Anyways I´m so happy for being able to have such nice community and thank you so much for putting up with me and my shenanigans!.

Today is an special day as we are near the release of the Underworld sagÁ!

And how to better wait for tomorrow with a song for someone who has waited more than 20 years to see Nobody!

Done by the amazing and talented artist @gigizetz

Parody song of "Hold them down" from Epic the musical!.

I would like to thank all my Tumblr friends with whom I have been having a blast with since February, what a journey!:

@jarondont, @iroissleepdeprived, @nikoisme, @perroulisses,@poshgirlsstuff, @orchestrated-haunting, @katerinaaqu @incorrecthomer, @dootznbootz, @nyx-of-darkness-1620, @sunshines-child, @random-krab, @ironspdr6700,

@fangirlofallthefanthings, @twomanyfandomshelp, @thehighpaladin, @the-decapod @myblacknightworld, @simugeuge, @itszorrito67, @incorrectatlas @tunguszka20

Art by Wolfy the witch. Everytime I open my mouth hahaha.

[hyngx]

4th of November

[mysindividual]

(Unknowingly), his unspoken wish | Aaron Hotchner

*can be read as a standalone but is a bonus scene for the Unknowingly series in honour of celebrating Aaron’s birthday🥹

MASTERLIST

pairing: Aaron Hotchner x bau!reader

summary: your boss is drowning in paperwork when you burst in with a birthday cake and a cheerful serenade, determined to rescue him from his serious face. Your playful spirit turns the mundane into a mini-party and the weight of his responsibilities fades. In that small, cozy space, laughter and connection blossom, transforming an ordinary night into a memorable celebration filled with joy and unspoken wishes. Who knew paperwork could come with cake and a side of chaos?

warnings: boss x subordinate, mutual pining, some fluff and flirting, of course

Aaron Hotchner sat alone in his dimly lit office, the clock ticking softly in the background, marking the late hours of the night. The weight of paperwork loomed over him like an unwelcome cloud, his loose white shirt hanging comfortably around his neck, the collar slightly askew. His tie lay abandoned on the desk, and the sleeves of his shirt were rolled up to his elbows, revealing forearms that hinted at both strength and exhaustion. The flickering light from the desk lamp cast soft shadows across his focused expression as he scribbled notes on a report.

You peered through the slightly ajar door, a smile breaking across your face at the sight of him buried in work. It was a familiar scene—one you had come to appreciate. There was something about seeing him so immersed in his tasks, yet so human in his dishevelled attire, that made your heart flutter. The way he concentrated, the faint lines of stress etched on his brow, made you want to lighten his burden.

You pushed the door open wider, stepping inside with a piece of cake held delicately in your hands, a single candle flickering atop it like a beacon of cheer. Taking a deep breath, you began to sing, “Happy birthday to you…” Your voice echoed softly against the walls, a playful melody breaking the stillness.

Aaron’s head snapped up, confusion flashing across his face for a split second before it transformed into a genuine but tired smile, softening the stern lines of his jaw. He looked at the unexpected sight before him, momentarily caught off guard by your vibrant presence. Weaving your way around the desk and towards him, Aaron turned his chair to face you fully, his brow furrowing in surprise before softening with gratitude. “How did you know?” he asked, the weight of his day momentarily lifting.

“Do you really think you can keep secrets from me?” You set the cake down with a flourish, leaning against the desk, your playful demeanor a breath of fresh air in the still office. “I have my sources,” you replied, your voice teasing and light. “Every birthday deserves a little celebration, don’t you think?” You winked at him, your smile infectious.

He chuckled softly, shaking his head, clearly both flattered and amused. “I usually keep my birthday under wraps to avoid… this,” he said, gesturing towards the cake, a hint of bemusement lacing his tone. “I prefer to keep it low-key. Too many people would make a big deal out of it.”

“Good thing I’m not ‘too many people’,” you shot back, raising an eyebrow as you grinned down at him. “Just the right amount of fun for the birthday boss.”

As your gaze locked, the world outside seemed to fade away, leaving just the two of you. The flickering candlelight danced between you, casting a warm glow that highlighted the softness in his eyes. “You’re full of surprises,” he said, his voice low and almost reverent, as if acknowledging something sacred.

“Aren’t birthdays meant for surprises?” you replied, your brows lifting in playful challenge. The candlelight danced in your cheerful eyes, enhancing the intimacy of the moment. “Now, close your eyes, make a wish, and blow out the candle,” you urged, clasping your hands beneath your chin, your heart racing in anticipation.

Aaron sighed, knowing you wouldn’t let go until he did it, knowing too well he couldn’t resist your charm. So he closed his eyes, focusing on the flame that flickered before him. In that stillness, his thoughts turned inwards, settling on a wish that felt profound—a desire that had stirred in his heart for longer than he dared to acknowledge. The truth settled in his heart: you were the source of his joy, the light that pierced the shadows of his long hours.

When he opened his eyes again, he found you watching him intently, a playful smile dancing on your lips. “Well? What did you wish for?” you teased, leaning closer, your curiosity brightening the room.

He smirked, the playful banter returning, but he felt the weight of his unshared truth. “That’s for me to know and you to find out,” he replied, a mischievous glint in his eyes. “After all, you have your sources.”

You rolled your eyes playfully, pulling plastic forks from your suit’s pocket and offering one to him. As you both shared a slice of cake, Aaron looked up at you, his expression softening. You were perched on the edge of his desk, a playful sparkle dancing in your eyes as you dove into the cake, savoring each bite. But as he glanced back at the clock, a question nagged at him. Why were you really here, choosing him over the festivities? He couldn’t shake the thought. While others were out enjoying the night, you had willingly stepped into the dim light of his office, sharing a slice of cake and laughter instead.

“Shouldn’t you be out with the team, enjoying your night off?” he asked, a hint of curiosity threading through his tone. His gaze flicked to the clock on the wall, the seconds ticking away, a reminder of the lively night happening elsewhere.

“Because,” you replied, leaning in closer, your voice dropping to a conspiratorial whisper, “I’d much rather celebrate with you than be in a crowded bar where no one knows how to appreciate a good cake.”

A teasing smile crept across your lips, surveying the neatly organized office as if contemplating a grand scheme. “I could say I was worried about you, but honestly?” You paused for effect, cocking your head to the side with a playful smirk. “I couldn’t resist the chance to bring a little chaos and cake to your perfectly organized life.”

Hotch leaned back in his chair, a satisfied grin creeping across his face as he watched you. It was rare for him to let his guard down in the office, but here you were, radiating a lightness that cut through the heaviness of his responsibilities like a beam of sunshine. You were animated, lost in the joy of the moment, and it reminded him of how much he valued your presence—your ability to infuse laughter and warmth into the often-grim world of the Bureau.

You didn’t just bring chaos; you brought something deeper—a sense of connection, a reminder that even in the seriousness of his job, he wasn’t alone. He appreciated how you lightened his burdens, even if just for a brief reprieve. The laughter and shared cake were small acts, but they brought a brightness that pierced through the usual shadows of his responsibilities.

In that fleeting moment, he felt a swell of gratitude that you had chosen to stay, even if it was just to share a slice of cake. He felt a flicker of hope. Maybe this wasn’t just about the cake; maybe it was about you choosing him.

“Did you wish for another piece of cake?” you teased, breaking the comfortable silence, a mischievous sparkle in your eyes revealing your hidden intentions as you enjoyed your bite.

“No, but I should have,” he replied, a hint of playfulness in his tone as the corners of his lips lifted slightly. “What I wished for might be a little more… complicated.”

“Oh? Now you have to tell me, or I can’t help,” you insisted, leaning closer, your voice dropping conspiratorially. “I have my sources. Was it something about the case? A promotion? Or maybe that I’d bring you cake every year?”

He raised an eyebrow, maintaining a teasingly serious expression. “Let’s just say it was a wish for happiness.” His gaze lingered on yours, and in that moment, a soft connection sparked between you—an unspoken understanding that hung in the air, almost tangible.

You felt warmth blossom within you, the moment stretching as you shared that knowing smile, nodding. “Well, then, I think we have to make that wish come true. Starting with more cake,” you declared, laughter bubbling up as you reached for a fork, your enthusiasm infectious.

The night was far from over, and in that small office, surrounded by scattered papers and the gentle ticking of seconds on the clock, something unspoken began to bloom—a shared wish, yet unvoiced, hanging delicately between you.

As you both indulged in the cake, the storm of paperwork faded into the background, replaced by an easy warmth that enveloped the room. The simple act of celebrating—a birthday, a connection—infused the atmosphere with a sweetness that even the weightiest cases could not overshadow. Each bite of cake felt like a small victory, a reminder that joy could be found in the midst of chaos.

[lemonboyjosten]

[ashleyslorens]

AARON TVEIT (b. October 21, 1983) [ insp: ♡ ♡ ♡ ]

[mrs-ssa-hotch]

Happy birthday to our favorite on-screen guy

❤️🫶🏻❤️

[weirdlybeans]

[t00thpasteface]

cheers to 18 years, miffy. you survived hurricanes, poverty, week-long power outages in both heat waves and freezes, and lots and lots of petsitting. you outlived your own sister and two other cats, and outlasted all of my mom's relationships she's had since her divorce. i'm so damn proud of you for making it to tax-paying, home-owning age, even though you were a bitter old mooch ever since you were a kitten. i'll always remember your love of milk, tuna water, and chef boyardee tomato sauce, your withering gaze of pure contempt, and that one time you stole a fresh meatball off the kitchen counter just to bring it upstairs to my bedroom door.

[leroiestmortvivelareine]

When you find out your brother and your boyfriend had a fist fight over you but you can't change your facial expression

[pralinesims]

PREMIUM TROUBLE

[ssahotchnerr]

18 years ago today aaron hotchner was introduced to the world <3

[broken-heart-raven-queen]

For his birthday, the twins decide to give Nicky a full family day just the three of them (maybe, just maybe, it was Bee's idea).

Nicky is so overjoyed at first that he doesn't know what to do. He wants to go somewhere fun but doesn't want the boys to hate him later or having to leave because Andrew threatened to stab someone. He definitely doesn't want to tempt Aaron either, and also they go clubbing every week.

He doesn't wanna choose somewhere far because they would spent lots of hours on the car in silence. But staying on campus seems boring.

Aaron and Andrew told him with a week to spare because they knew he would have trouble picking. But the days were getting closer and closer and Nicky hadn't choose.

Until he did.

"I wanna go to the park." He announced, a happy smile on his face and a full backpack of snacks and drinks over his right shoulder.

Andrew arched a brow in silence.

"And do what?" Aaron asked trying (and failing) not to sound so annoyed. He had to spect something like this from his cousin, it was his fault not to.

Nicky shrugged. "Spend the day together."

The twins looked at eachother as if decing wich one will get to roll his eyes at that statement.

"You promised." Nicky reminded them.

So that's what they did. They spent a full sunny and warm day in a nearby park, had a "picnic" of sweets and alcohol and played card games.

Nicky and Aaron competed about wich one would get higher on the swings when the amount of children on the games decreased. Andrew watching them from a bouncing horse. And then the three of them took a picture to send to Erik.

They looked happy. They looked like a family.

[junkangelic]

good news for my aaron-centric teenage twinyards fic: i’m having Visions

[lesbiansfor-blackbeard]

i believe in the eventual andrew-katelyn alliance of "we have to embarrass aaron"