Hannibal (2013-2015)

I just rewatched 1x8 (natural born killer) and the end makes me so 😕😕

Like hotch literally admitted that he was abused as a kid and they just?? Don’t bring it up ever again??? He deserves the same amount of backstory and trauma dumping as everyone else on the team ❤️‍🩹

I want to hug him a lot

hotchreid fic rec?

idk where u came from but I have SO MANY. I've been waiting for someone to ask.

these are like all one shots but they're all SO GOOD.

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EMILY PRENTISS

Criminal Minds | 2x12 - Profiler, Profiled

“No,” Tony shakes his head, “We’re not doing this.”

“Doing what!?” Peter demands, exasperated, “What is it that we cannot do?”

“This, us,” Tony sighs, “Kid, you have to understand. I’m not made for you. You’re meant to go out and find someone your own age, who doesn’t have drinking problems and isn’t mentally unstable. You deserve better than me, Pete.”

“I don’t want anything better, Tony,” Peter narrows his eyes, his chin jutting up, “There isn’t anyone better out there for me. I want you.”

“Kid–”

“Stop calling me that,” Peter growls, “I’m twenty-five fucking years old. I’m not that sixteen year old you met all those years ago. I’ve grown up and I know what I want. And I know what you want, too.”

“It doesn’t matter what I want, Peter,” Tony tells him sadly, “And you being twenty-five now doesn’t lessen our age gap.”

“Damn our age gap, then!” Peter cries. He reaches out for the older man’s hands and pulls him closer so that their faces are only inches apart. “Damn what anyone else has to say about us and damn what you think I want. Because I want you. How many times do I have to say it?”

“Until you realize what a mistake that is,” Tony whispers. He grazes his thumb over Peter’s cheekbone and down to the corner of his lip. Peter shudders and closes his eyes, leaning into the touch, “You have no idea what you do to me, sweetheart.”

“I think I do,” Peter smiles lightly, he takes a few steps closer and backs Tony into the wall. And then it all comes stumbling out, “You think I’m adorable when I’m mad. You want me but falsely believe you cannot have me. You feel overwhelmed that I exist.”

Tony blinks, his eyes searching Peter’s face, “What, are you reading my non-existent diary or something?”

Peter laughs breathily. “I know you don’t remember telling me those things. But drunk words <i>are</i> sober thoughts.”

With a deep swallow, Tony sighs, “You got me there, kid.”

“Tony, I said to stop calling me kid,” Peter practically whines.

“Force of habit,” Tony shrugs.

“Okay, then for now on you’ll be Mr. Stark again. I’ll add in a few sirs here and there, too. You know what, maybe I’ll even call you da–”

He’s cut off by an abrupt but welcome crash of the lips. Peter hums and instantly melts into it, his hands finding Tony’s defined biceps. He takes it one step further by pressing Tony closer to the wall and opening his mouth, welcoming the older man’s tongue. Tony seems hesitant at first but doesn’t take too long to start exploring Peter’s mouth as if it’s his last day on earth.

Heat races up and down Peter’s body and everything within him buzzes for more. More of Tony, more of them, together, as one. Involuntarily, his hips thrust into Tony’s, but the pleasure that follows isn’t anything he’d give up.

Tony pulls back just slightly, their foreheads pressed together, “Peter–”

“Shut up,” Peter demands through gritted teeth. He pulls Tony back into the kiss, and Tony lets him. Peter feels Tony’s hands travel down to the back of his thighs before he's suddenly hoisted up so that his legs are wrapped around Tony’s torso.

“Couch,” Peter pants between kisses. Tony obliges and walks him over to the couch, not breaking the kiss even as he sets Peter down onto his back.

Peter uses his legs to squeeze Tony in closer and his hands on the older man’s hips to guide them into steady thrusts. Tony and Peter’s moans are twisted together in a sort of harmony.

“God, kid, you’re perfect,” Tony gasps, “So beautiful. Breathtaking.”

Peter flips them over and Tony is sitting up with Peter on his lap. “Just for you, sir,” Peters smirks, satisfied when Tony’s entire body jerks in pleasure at the title, and dives in for more.

Hi! I just want to say thank you for drawing one of the prettiest Hotch x Reid fanart ever (TT^TT)

I love it so much, you don’t know how much I love it. How can you draw so innocent yet so sensual so hot so pretty, the mermaid!Reid fanart is one of my favourite, always made my day because how hilarious it was XDD

Hope you can get more inspiration and want to draw more of them in the future! :*

Thank you, I'm so happy!

I'm not sure if you are still looking here since it took me so long to respond, but I painted a new Mermaid Spencer and Hotch as a thank you to you. I hope you enjoy them!

One day Aaron feels like Mermaid Spencer is staring at him.

Aaron comes up with something and gives Spencer the glasses that Garcia left behind earlier.

Spencer had bad eyesight!

With clear vision, Mermaid Spencer realizes that Aaron is very handsome and falls more and more in love with him.🎉

Hi i just remembered my favorite scene/story in cm ever

HOTCHS BROTHER 😍

Sean is so fine and I always have this story in the back of my mind that I’d love to write but also I can’t write but like BASICALLY:

Spence has a one night stand with Sean (he’s obvi very different outside of the office in this story like he has a social life kind of maybe) . It was only that and they use each other as a booty call once in a while but they’re chill they’re fiends nothing romantic

Now it’s 1x16 (when Sean visits the office and him and hotch fight about Georgetown) and while Sean is in Aaron’s office jj Elle and penny are all gossiping about Sean- spencer joins in and is waiting to see “hotchs fine ass brother” and when Sean storms out of Aaron’s office he just like goes white as a ghost

Sean stops dead in his tracks and he says something like “Spence?” And he just doesn’t say anything back

Everyone is silent and Aaron is like “you know each other? How do you know each other?” Reid just blushes, Sean smirks and looks away or something

Hotch DRAGS Sean out into the hall and he is fucking SEETHING, Spencer is just standing there all flustered, ignoring everyone’s questions

Hotch is super angry at sean and won’t speak to Spence , he doesn’t really know why he’s so angry and he knows spence feels bad and he doesn’t know what to do (poor old man doesn’t realize he’s just extremely jealous)

Ahh i love thinking about his every once in a while 🥰

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preacher's sons!artrick who have known each other since they were kids, attending the same sunday school, sharing pews every weekend, running around at the potlucks after service

preacher's sons!artrick who were raised together but who couldn't be more different today

preacher's sons!art who is a true believer, pure and innocent and good, who wants to follow in his father's footsteps and inspire a community in His name

preacher's son!patrick who rebels against the stifling expectations of his parents and the church, who smokes and drinks and is an unabashed flirt (a little bit of a slut)

preacher's son!art who proudly wears the gold cross around his neck and the purity ring on his finger and has bible passages memorized for any situation

preacher's son!patrick who wears his gold cross more out of habit or fashion than anything, plus he likes the way it dangles in the face of whoever he's fucking

preacher's son!art whose father asked him to help patrick, to bring him home to the light, and who's determined to make sure he'll be Saved

preacher's son!patrick who is just as determined to corrupt angelic little artie, who coaxes him into trying his first cigarette and whose touches get less and less innocent so quickly

preacher's son!art who's so confused about how to feel about patrick, someone who he was boys with but who has strayed so far from the flock, he prays every night for guidance until it just turns into his thoughts wandering to patrick's hair and eyes and the feeling of his skin...

preacher's son!patrick who is still dragged into that front pew every sunday, but it's much more entertaining now that he can sit a little extra uncomfortably close to art and run his hand up his leg so slow it could be played off it weren't for art's bright red face

preacher's son!art who still insists he only likes girls, but the one time he stopped by patrick's house and he heard him fucking some girl he didn't know through the door, the only thing he could focus on were the grunts and groans of effort he recognized in patrick's timbre

preacher's son!patrick who pins art down to the mattress when they're supposed to be studying bible verses to pry that ring off his finger just to see the way he reacts, flushed and trying so hard to be angry, demanding he give it back but patrick just argues that he should be better at protecting something so sacred as his purity

preacher's son!art who begs patrick to come see him speak at the youth service only for him to sit right in the front row in jeans and a mostly unbuttoned polo with the gold cross and shit eating smirk glinting back at him and making him all flustered in front of the congregation (he doesn't ask again but patrick still comes every time he speaks, the one time he doesn't have to be dragged into a pew nowadays)

its his day

i miss my husband ☹️