obsessed with spencer reid bc how can someone have mommy issues AND daddy issues that are THAT diabolical... someone hit this twink with a shovel
hannibal the cannibal: i am going to hannibal the cannibal you
tubi ad: the trolls are having a whimsical dance contest! insurance
obsessed with how i’ve deluded myself into thinking my sexual thoughts are normal... ok lesbian obsessed with hotchreid.
"describe your symptoms" brother i have felt like this since i was 12 unrelentingly
of course I love when men are babygirls. BUT I especially love it when men are sad little kicked puppies. kick them harder!!
Every day I remember they hung fanart of the gay cannibals in the U.S. Capitol building without knowing they were gay cannibals and I go a little more insane
apps that shut off your music when you open them just how fucking important do you think you are
there is no greater bond than that of a criminally insane homosexual and the target of their affection
Reid talks in his sleep. About his day. About his job. About Hotch. About his mom. Reid whispers the things he's too scared to say when he's awake and he cries over the things he's embarrassed to be hurt by. And Hotch listens all night. And as much as he wants to wake up Reid and kiss his fears away, he knows that only makes Reid apologetic and ashamed. So Hotch listens. And he kisses him harder in the morning without explanation. And Reid doesn't ask why.
“When I am with him, smoking or talking quietly ahead, or whatever it maybe, I see, beyond my own happiness the intimacy, occasional glimpses of the happiness of 1000s of others whose names I shall never hear, and know that there is a great unrecorded history.”
- E.M. Forster (1879-1970) about his Egyptian lover, Mohammed el-Adl.