Criminal Minds S02 E14 + 15: The Big Game And Revelations

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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)

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 stopped using tumblr for a while and forgot my old acc love u! -lottie

❤️‍🔥Just two beings kissed by fire❤️‍🔥

I am literally obsessed with this scene, and with them. I feel that it is an important moment that represents a lesson for both the characters involved and the reader.

In the books, Sansa teaches Sandor a lesson with her song. Violence is not the way. Things are not taken by force. Even people like him, whose life is full of resentment and anger, have a chance to redeem themselves.

In the TV show, it is Sandor who teaches Sansa a lesson. Looks are deceiving. She is afraid of him because of how he looks and is unable to look at him but he tells her, in his own way, that she will encounter people in life much worse than him and that she will have to look at them. In that moment, Sansa understands what he meant and sees through his horrible burned mask. That's why she says: "You won't hurt me".

Both versions seem like a poem to me and I needed to make a fanart of it. I love this scene, and I love the interactions they both have. I hope that at least in the books they’ll have a worthwhile reunion and that they can thank each other, or if GRRM allows it, something more. It would be such a beautiful thing to read that she sings to him again, actually wanting to sing a song for him. Of course, that’s if Sandor is really alive.

saw someone getting mad at people in the fandom for being too pervy... like. This is the Pervert™️ show. Will and Hannibal are capital F Freaks. They are nasty. They are disgusting. They fuck and 10 people are dead-type freak. And that's so fucking hot.

was supposed to start working on my lab report but then zoology brain wouldn't shut up about corals and i had this really cute idea

Aaron Hotchner in the FBI vest is such a look ♡

Hotchreid fic chap 9

drink up (you're wasted on me)

Chapter 9/11

Pairing: Aaron Hotchner/Spencer Reid

Rating: Mature

Summary:

He has a few missed calls from Dave last night after he left the bar. There’s a voicemail he won’t listen to. He has one text message waiting for him, sent sometime after he’d gotten home the night before.

D.R 11:54pm: You can't seriously think you’re getting away without a follow up. What the hell was that?

He puts his phone face down on the nightstand.

Yes he can.

Read the full chapter (and accompanying oneshot!!) here

my beautiful idiots 

THE PASSENGER dir. Carter Smith