#aaron hotchner x spencer reid

[cherryspence]

the whole bau was in love with spencer at one point

[golden1u5t]

wait your turn | a.r x s.r x fem!reader

ꨄ requested: anonymous

ꨄ genre: smut

ꨄ summary: having two partners is great and very fun until you're stuck on the sidelines while they have all the fun.

it was a little after 7pm when you were getting home from work and usually you'd be greeted by aaron and spencer on the days they weren't on a case. your eyebrows furrowed as you set your bag down on the kitchen table and pulled out your phone, you hadn't gotten any messages from either of them saying they got pulled away to a case and plus, you could hear the tv playing from in the living room.

brushing it off, you set your phone down on the counter and headed down the hall to your bedroom. though, as you got closer to the door you could start to hear small grunts and groans coming from the other side of the door. as soon as you walked in aarons head snapped up, though a small smirk played on his lips once you locked eyes.

"hi, honey. how was work?" he asked as if he wasn't fucking spencer into the mattress. you couldn't ignore it though, your eyes were trained on the way spencer was trying to jerk himself off in time with aarons thrust but he couldn't keep up and you felt a pang of jealousy shoot through you because that was usually your job, you usually laid under him and stroked his cock or you laid under him with his cock nestled deep in your cunt while aaron fucked him.

choosing to ignore him, you quickly started to pull your clothes off until you were only in your panties. you made your way to the bed and kneeled beside aaron, cupping his face and turning his head so that you could kiss him. after being satisfied with kissing him you pulled your panties off and tossed them somewhere across the room so that you could situate yourself under spencer and pull him into a searing kiss.

you swallowed all of his whines and whimpers until he pulled away to rest his head against your chest. the second you wrapped your legs around spencers waist, aaron swatted your legs away.

"wait your turn, love.” aaron knew exactly what you were going to do if he hadn't stopped you and he could've let you but he wanted to see you squirm and pout. "he's all yours once i'm done."

"that's not fair." now it was your turn to let out a whine but still, you laid back against the pillows and waited for your turn. it wasn't often one of you had to sit on the sidelines while the other two got to do something, you all liked to be together and as close as you can get to each other.

when you were put on the sidelines you like how you could clearly see how they treated each other during intimate moments like this, not just taking turns making sure you felt the most pleasure the entire time.

"fuck- fuck- fuck-" aaron hissed out as he quickly pulled out of spencer, his head falling back as he quickly stroked his cock over him until he was cumming all over his backside. spencer let out a soft whine as his own orgasm died down. you watched how hard his chest rose and fell until he came back down, he moved from behind spencer and sat at the edge of the bed to fully regain himself.

"you think you can fuck me now or do you need some time, baby?" you asked spencer, pressing your lips to the side of his head. he lifted himself up on shaky arms to look at you, you reached up and pushed away the hairs that were stuck against his skin.

"yes, please. i wanna feel you." he nodded his head quickly but waited until you gave him the go ahead, you wrapped your legs around his waist and pulled him into you. spencer took ahold of his cock and guided through your slick a few times-even though you both were wet enough-before lining up with your entrance and slowly pushing into your warmth.

the gasp that came from both of you blended together perfectly as he bottomed out. spencer's ducked down and he tucked his head into the crook of your neck while your hand went straight into his hair. he took a moment to calm himself down before he started to pull his hips back and fuck into you, he didn't want to cum so fast but then again he hardly didn't get a break from when aaron was in him to being in you.

spencer lifted his head up and crashed his lips into yours, the kiss was sloppy and urgent but that made it all the more better. while you two were caught up in each other, you hadn't even noticed that aaron wasn't in the room anymore. spencer lifted himself up and tucked his hands under your thighs so he could pull your legs over his shoulders.

as spencer leaned back over you his cock slid deeper into your walls. you eyes practically rolled back in your head as the tip of his cock started to repeatedly stamp your spot. "right there, spence. fuck- just like that, good boy."

a soft cry left his lips at the praise and at the feeling of your walls clenching down on his cock, almost pushing him out. soon enough, you were moaning out his name as your release rushed through you and he was pulling out to cum over your pussy.

despite the sticky mess he made, spencer let your legs fall back down onto the bed and he fully laid himself on top of you. you both laid there with your eyes closed until aaron came back with warm cloths to clean you both up.

[irenehrisrio]

On the Jet

I've always been thinking of a romantic and cozy scene, normally after BAU working out a case, Hotch and Reid would sit together on the jet. Our unit chief would open a book in the so-called 'couple reading' that Dr. Reid recommended and asked him to share opinions on it last night. Reid was too tired to keep awake as Hotch interrupted his coffee abuse for now. Reid lay down on Hotch's lap and was between the mood of sound sleep and observing his boss secretly.

The second piece is some lovely casual daily.

both by an artist I invited to draw out my ideas about Hotchreid. personal commission art sharing with hotchreid girls☺likes,reblogs and comments are warmly welcomed but no extra use please.

[grahamobrien13]

When reid started rambling to Hotch in s7e7 and ge just goes, "I'm rambling, aren't I?" And hotch just goes "yes"

It's so soft and sweet. Hotch is so much nicer about it. He would have listened to whatever Reid had to say..

It just makes me happy.

[foxy-eva]

Spencer Reid x Aaron Hotchner Holiday Headcanons

for @coastalchutoy as part of my New Year's Celebration

After Spencer finished knitting the scarf for his Doctor Who cosplay he starts working on a Christmas sweater for Aaron. It takes him a long time since they spend a lot of time with each other and he wants to keep it a secret, but he finishes it right before the holidays.

Aaron is genuinely happy about the surprise and wears the sweater every chance he gets.

To everyone's surprise, Aaron actually wears the sweater to the holiday party at the BAU (even though it is hideous).

Aaron knows that Spencer didn't really celebrate Christmas as a child due to his mother's illness, so he really wants him to feel loved around the holidays. They spend as much quality time as possible.

The first time Aaron and Spencer go on a walk to look at all the decorated houses in the neighborhood, it warms both of their hearts to be able to spend this time of year together.

Spencer quickly becomes part of every holiday tradition Aaron has with his son. Spencer is there to decorate the tree with them, to go visit Santa in the mall and to bake cookies.

Even though Spencer helped packing all the present, he still displays a similar child-like wonder in his eyes as Jack when the whole family enters the living room on Christmas morning.

On New Year's Eve Spencer confesses to Aaron that he had never had a New Year's kiss before. Of course that would change that night.

Author's Note: I made this post for my current celebration. Please note that I don't usually take requests for mlm ships!

[piqtescue]

Compiled list + yt links of some early Thomas Gibson movies

It is literally a crime not to share these with you guys. These are also some of the films that I get most of my edit content from when it comes to younger Thomas. All are full youtube links, no parts. Fav one on the list is definitely where he plays a gay Canadian actor👀

✨More of Thomas's Early Works + Youtube Links can be found here.✨

~The List~

Raising Waylon (2004) Thomas plays Reg, a guy who along with his ex, become guardians to his friend's kid.

Love & Human Remains (1993) Thomas plays David, a failed Canadian actor who is staying with his ex Candy, whom he dated before coming out as homosexual.

The Lost Empire/Monkey King (2001) Thomas plays Nicolas Orton, an American businessman that has lived in China for several years.

The Devil's Child (1997) Thomas plays... um.. Lucifer. Peak "niche movie thomas once starred in"

/ignore bulletin

Nightmare Street (1998) Thomas plays Dr. Matt Westbrook, and helps guide a confused woman to the truth around her situation. This was a total fever dream but Thomas was adORABLE in it.

hopefully I can find more full movies featuring Thomas up on youtube- enjoy the finds so far!

[starzzyeyed]

Take My Breath Away (And Make It Last Forever Babe)

This is for @andiebeaword 's 3k celebration contest!! I actually got this finished on time, which impressed even me despite the fact that it's so short. I also never post fics to tumblr so my apologies if there's formatting issues.

The prompt I chose was "Does the sight of me wanting you drive you crazy?"

Summary: Spencer finds himself a little bit distracted during a case wondering just how it would feel to be wrapped up in Hotch's strong arms and kissed by his lips.

Pairing: Spencer Reid x Aaron Hotchner

Rating: Teen

Warnings: None that I can think of. There's brief allusions to sex but it's not mentioned in any depth.

Word Count: 1.5k

There’s nothing he wants more than the feel of Hotch’s lips on his.

He knows, should his thoughts ever somehow accidentally leak from his brain and become public knowledge, that Morgan would most likely snigger and tell him he’s sure Spencer would like the feel of those lips a few other places as well, but he’s not thinking about that right now.

All he’s capable of focusing on at this moment in time, is what it would feel like for Hotch to kiss him.

And that’s before he even begins to think about Hotch’s arms.

Strong, muscular biceps, thick and prominent veins responsible for carrying the blood that keeps him alive and fit running up and down his forearms, visible in what is a rare occasion of Hotch having chosen to have his sleeves rolled up to his elbows, the heat of the Texas summer forcing him to forgo his usual full suit attire.

He knows he’s staring, and he’s been staring for the past four minutes and thirty- seven seconds and yet he can’t seem to bring himself to stop.

Hotch is leant over the table, photos and evidence spread across every square inch of the laminated surface in front of him with a hand planted either side of the journal that they know holds the final puzzle piece, if only they could figure it out.

Spencer’s glad he has the file cabinet to lean against because he’s not sure his legs could hold him up if he didn’t, and he doesn’t want to make his attraction any more obvious than it clearly already is to anyone with a pair of eyes in the same room as him.

“Earth to Reid.”

Spencer jumps, knocking over a stack of folders with his elbow that clatter to the hardwood floor underneath, making him jump again. He hears Morgan laughing in the background as he bends down to pick them up, his cheeks burning as he clears his throat and looks back over to the table, to where Hotch is now watching him with a small, barely there smile.

“Hmm?” he tries, aiming for casual even though he knows he can’t hide the way his pupils are undoubtedly dilated, and that’s without even mentioning his inexplicable clumsiness, which is extreme even by the normal Spencer Reid standards.

“Hotch asked you a question, genius,” Morgan teases, still laughing, and Spencer forces his gaze up from the floor to the very person he’s spent the past six minutes and forty-two seconds staring at. Not just staring at Hotch as a person, in fact; staring with all of his focus on Hotch’s arms.

“What did you say the link is between the victims hair?” Hotch asks, that small smile still playing on his lips, and Spencer feels as though his cheeks are on fire.

“They all purchased the same brand of rinse out box dye,” Spencer begins, finding his voice and rattling off the information he knows that’s actually relevant to the case, rather than the information his brain has spent the last seven minutes and fifty-one seconds hyper-focussing on.

Information like the way he just knows Hotch could pick him up in those strong and muscular arms, perhaps even just on one arm like a bodybuilder lifting a weight. The way he imagines himself far too often being carried bridal style in those arms, with Hotch looking down at him from above with that same small, barely there smile that he had on his face a moment ago. The way he knows without question the safety and security he would feel with those arms wrapped around him, holding him, carrying him; keeping him protected from all the criminals they come up against on a daily basis, all the lowlifes they take off the streets to protect others.

Spencer blinks himself back to the present moment, clearing his throat as he looks up at Hotch again, at Hotch’s face, forcing himself not to let his attention drift back to those well-muscled arms that he so desperately wants to feel wrapped around his waist, holding him tightly against the filing cabinet that’s by now supporting practically all of his weight as he struggles to keep his focus on what’s actually going on right now, as opposed to what’s happening in his imagination.

The problem with looking so directly at Hotch’s face, though, is that now he finds his gaze drifting back to Hotch’s lips again, once again imagining how those lips would feel pressed against his, how it would feel to kiss Hotch, how it would feel for Hotch to kiss him.

The thought alone is making him slightly breathless, and if he carries on like this he’s going to end up with his body outing him to the rest of his team, so he clears his throat again and mutters a quiet, “excuse me,” when it’s clear that no one in the room needs any more information from him for the moment, before he slips out of the office and down the hall.

He makes it two corridors away before he leans back against the wall and lets out a shaky sigh, willing his body to get itself back under control before he’s forced to do something he desperately doesn’t want to and take himself into the men’s bathrooms to take of himself.

He doesn’t get the chance to finish deciding what to do, though, because a moment later there’s the sound of footsteps and Spencer presses himself even further back into the wall behind him, hoping he’s at least somewhat hidden by the cabinets on either side of him. Apparently he’s not hidden enough though, because the footsteps stop right in front of the filing cabinet to his left and someone clears their throat.

Spencer’s in the process of deciding if he can come up with a sufficient lie for why he’s hiding behind a filing cabinet in a local police precinct, or whether he can turn around to this person and ask them why they’re questioning him, a highly trained and admired member of one of the most respected sections of the FBI, when it dawns on him that he knows that voice, even if the person hasn’t technically spoken.

“H-Hotch? What are you doing here?” he asks, stepping out of his hiding place and slowly lifting his gaze from the polished black shoes in front of him to the amused expression on his boss’s face.

Shit.

He doesn’t even need to hear Hotch’s response to know that he’s been caught out, and he’s already forming explanations and excuses and apologies in his mind, ready to spill the moment Hotch starts talking because he’s definitely going to lose his job over this, when the sound of Hotch’s laughter finally reaches his ears.

Great, now he’s laughing at me, Spencer thinks, his cheeks heating up as he begins stammering out apologies.

“I’m so, so sorry, Hotch, I don’t… I don’t know what got into me. Well, no, that’s not technically true, I mean… I do know, obviously, it’s you… no, it’s just, well, you got into my mind, that’s all, and I-”

He doesn’t get any further than that before Hotch leans forwards and shuts him up with a kiss, pressing him back against the wall behind him as his arms, oh, those arms, circle around his waist and keep him locked in position against the wall behind him, as those lips press against his and kiss him, and if Spencer could actually form a coherent thought it would be that he’s definitely died and gone to heaven, because there’s just no way that this is happening to him.

When Hotch finally pulls away, Spencer’s panting for breath and his head his spinning and if he didn’t have a tent in the front of his pants before he definitely does now. But, as he’s looking at Hotch, raking his eyes across the body of his boss as the other man smiles and raises an amused eyebrow at him, he sees a similar tent in the front of Hotch’s suit trousers, and he raises his own eyebrow back in shocked disbelief.

“What?” Hotch asks, chuckling at Spencer disbelieving expression, “did you really think I didn’t notice the way you were staring at me in there?”

Spencer’s still getting his breath back, but he manages to grin at Hotch, leaning forwards and wrapping his arms around the older man’s neck while he breathlessly asks, “does the sight of me wanting you drive you crazy?”

Hotch just laughs softly, kissing Spencer softly again before he nods.

“Evidently, yes,” he replies and Spencer grins wider, running a hand through his hair as he tries to come to terms with this development. Fortunately, Hotch is one step ahead of him, because when he looks back down from the ceiling Hotch is holding a hand out towards him that Spencer hesitantly takes.

“Are you free for dinner tomorrow night, assuming we solve this case? Say, 8pm?” he asks and Spencer nods shy smile.

“That sounds perfect,” he replies, walking hand in hand with Hotch back to the conference room.

He’s never been so happy for a case to be solved quickly.

[shroomje]

Hotchreid Headcanons ♡ Spencer x Aaron

Warnings: mentions of children cases, mentions of dilauded, mentions of kinks, autistic spencer reid

Hotch cooks for Spencer because spencer never had the chance to learn growing up

But sometimes hotch will tecah him recipes

Hotch knows cases with kids in them make spencer extra sensitive so he makes sure theres plenty of chances for spencer to be by himself and always makes sure they room together on those cases

Spencer has a cat that naps in Hotch's home office so hotch is always covered in cat hair

Hotch washes spences hair, especially when hes really upset

Spence has sensory issues and Hotch makes sure hes alway comfortable

Spence writes in the margins of books before lending them to hotch, annotating things, and writing hotch little notes

Puppy/master kink (pup Spence/mstr. Hotch)

Spence always bottoms

If Hotch is gone, Spence will use one of his t-shirts as a pillowcase

Hotch will watch some of Spencers nerdy shows just for him

I can't stress this enough: Hotch washes spences hair and gives him little scalp massages 💞

Spences cat is basically their second kid

Jack LOVES spence

They play pretend together

And spence teaches him magic tricks

Hotch got rlly nervois when meeting Diane as Spencers boyfriend for the first time

Sometimes, Spence goes nonverbal and Hotch needed to learn how to deal with that

Spence is more susceptible to "shutdowns" rather than "meltdowns" and its Hotchs job to help woth that

Idk but theyre real cute

[hotchxreid]

hotchreid prompt: mirror sex + feminization 🙏

Ugh yes anon you just get me 😩 🤤

The shitty hotel they were staying at had mirrors on their sliding closet door. The second that Spencer had realized that it was parallel to the bed he whipped to face Aaron.

“We’re utilizing this before we leave.”

He started it like a fact, rather than a request. The young doctor knew he would be able to get Aaron to cave and have sex with him during the case. It’s not that they never did it, they were either just too tired, had no time, or weren’t in the mood.

But Spencer wanted this, and he was determined to get what he wants.

Aaron just raised an eyebrow at him before moving to start unpacking his bag.

It only took one little phrase to secure that he could get Aaron to go wild.

“What if I promise to be a good girl for you?”

And that’s how Spencer found himself with his cheek pressed into the shitty hotel mattress, getting fucked within an inch of his life. Aaron’s big hand was keeping his head down in the mattress while he took him from behind, making sure he stayed in place.

They were positioned parallel to the mirror so that Spencer could watch as Aaron placed one foot flat on the mattress while his other hand gripped Spencer’s hip and pulled him up to fuck deeper inside of him. Spencer couldn’t help himself, he started moaning with every brutal thrust.

“Uh, uh, uh, uh, uuuuh, Hotch,” the young man bit out.

“Shh, keep it down, Princess. Don’t want the team knowing how much of a dirty slut you are, hm?”

Not a second later, Aaron landed a hard thrust against Spencer’s prostate.

“FUCK,” he wailed as he gripped the sheets tighter in his fists.

Aaron tutted before pulling out, causing Spencer to whimper followed by the soft pleas of, “no no no no no.”

“I warned you pretty girl.” Aaron picked up Spencer’s pair of discarded panties and balled them up. Spencer watched him the whole time and started salivating at the thought of what Aaron was about to do.

He leant over him and held them in front of Spencer’s mouth. “Open.”

Aaron’s voice was gruff. Deep and commanding.

Spencer watched himself as he opened his mouth wide to accept the gag. Aaron stuffed it into his before grabbing his jaw and giving it a shake. Spencer just blinked up at his with hazy eyes filled with desire.

“Good girl.”

Spencer moaned lowly before whining as Aaron pushed his cock back inside. He grabbed his hips and pulled his ass flush against his hips, balls deep inside him. Aaron groaned as his walls clenched around his cock before smirking gently to himself.

“Yeah Princess? You like when I call you a good girl? When I stuff your pretty cunt with my cock?”

Spencer could only moan around the damp fabric in his mouth. He was drooling already and Aaron felt his cock twitch at the sight. Spencer couldn’t take his eyes off of them in the reflection. Aaron truly made him feel like the prettiest girl in the world.

[lover-i-lover]

Falling

Spencer's still getting use to the cane. He has nothing against it but, going from walking with crutches to using a cane is, difficult. So when he takes his fourth tumble of the day, he's just about had it. Luckily, or unluckily, Hotch is there.

Spencer's pushing himself op on his elbows, waiting for the whole office to brust into laugher. But there's almost nothing, only the sound of Hotch's shoes hurrying towards him.

"Are you alright Reid?" Hotch offers him a hand op and Spencer takes it, letting Hotch pull him op. "Yeah" Hotch help Spencer to his desk, the place he was trying to reach before his fall.

"Thank you" Spencer smiles, looking around to see where his cane lost it's footing. Hotch bends down and grabs it, it's all the way by Emily's desk. Aaron hands it to Spencer and it makes Spencer blush a little

"Thank you Sir" Spencer leans the cane against his desk before silently cursing himself. His bag. He had fallen off his shoulder. Spencer goes to get back op.

"What are you doing?" Hotch asks, laying a hand on his shoulder. "My bag, it fell over"

"Oh" And suddenly Aaron's on the ground, grabbing Spencer's bag and the items that fell out from it. Aaron sets it down on Spencer's desk. "Thank you"

Spencer felt his stomach flutter, he knows Hotch is just being nice. Anyone on the team would have done the same. But that doesn't explain why Aaron gently squeezes his shoulder before returning to his office.

It sends a shiver down his spine.

[amekeii]

The absolute brainrot I have for this ridiculously fluffy ship is unreal.

HotchReid - Aaron Hotchner x catboy!Spencer Reid fanart for @reasonablerodents 💜

Check out his post to read about this sweet soft soggy wet pathetic cat and his rescuer! I had so much fun reading and drawing them!

[cherryspence]

why does spencer look like a frail victorian child in all hotchreid fanart??

[cowboysandpilots]

This blurb was written for @outofnowhere82 thank you so much for requesting it, it really means the world to me. <3 I hope you enjoy it and the other 2 are on the way :) Warnings: None

Pairings: Spencer Reid/Aaron Hotchner

Word Count: 551

✨Request your own $1 blurb✨ Spencer hadn't been expecting it the first time his supervisor had kissed him. If you asked Reid, it had come out of nowhere. If you asked Hotch however, he had been building up to it for quite a while. When it had happened, that had been a surprise. Spencer had been hurt during a case, of course. Maybe it was because he was the most vulnerable or maybe because Hotch wasn't as good at looking after the kid as he would want to think but Spencer was no stranger to getting hurt. It hadn't been too bad, he had only needed a few stitches on his forehead just above his right eyebrow and he hadn't even needed to stay at the hospital. The nurse said that if he was lucky, it wouldn't even leave a scar. Still, Aaron felt this need to go visit Spencer in his hotel room that night when he couldn't sleep.

Aaron knocked on the door gently, quietly, so that he wouldn't accidentally wake Spencer if the kid had been asleep. He wasn't. Spencer answered the door like he hadn't slept a wink. "What are you still doing up?" Hotch asked softly as if he wasn't also awake. Spencer called him out with a soft chuckle. "I could ask you the same question." He turned around and walked back to sit at the end of his bed, Hotch took this as an invitation to come in, while Spencer offered up an actual explanation. "Actually I uh... can't sleep. Head hurts." He shrugs. "Let me look at your stitches." Hotch offers, already taking a step forward. Spencer figures there's no room to argue so he just sits there and lets Aaron look. His breath hitches a bit when Hotch uses his finger under Spencer's chin to tilt it up and get a better look. "Hotch, no offense, but you were a lawyer, not a doctor. Do you know what you're looking for?" Spencer tries to keep his voice steady and Hotch offers nothing more than a hum in response. "Are you going to kiss it better? Because I'm a little older than Jack." It's an anxious joke, one to break the tension of them being so close, and much like a lot of Spencer's jokes, it doesn't land. Aaron barely notices it, he's in his own head, and without even registering that he's moving, he does lean down to press a kiss, not on, but beside the end of the stitches. It's obviously different than the kiss he would give Jack on a scraped knee. It's not the quick peck you'd give to placate a crying child, it's longer, more gentle and it comes with Aarons's hand moving to the side of Spencer's neck. He looks up at his boss after, eyes big with surprise and a little confusion. Hotch is looking at him with an expression that he's never seen before. Neither of the two men planned for what happened next, the way that Aaron's thumb runs across Spencer's sharp jawline before he leans down and presses a kiss to Spencer's dry, but not chapped lips. It's not until Spencer actually starts kissing him back that he realizes what he's doing and also realizes that, no matter how many rules he's breaking, he doesn't want to stop. --

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[notsopersonalcharlie]

misunderstanding fic where spencer wears those fucking loop earplugs i keep getting ads about and aaron spends the entire work day trying to figure out why his husband is mad at him only to find out in the car that he got ear plugs that actually work

[grahamobrien13]

Just thinking about

🩷❤️‍🔥💖them 💖❤️‍🔥🩷

[piqtescue]

no words tbh