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domestikhighway58 · 1 year
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Home, Alone
HOTCHREID
18+ Explicit
Not too explicit but IDK how this works on the Tumblr
WC: 1600
Hotch comes over for dinner and a movie after Spencer takes a day off. Dinner is heavy and the movie is relaxing but they still find a way to get down with the dirty-dirty, even if it is a little new.
YO--Go order the Hotchreid Zine if you haven't yet! Orders close in like 2 days or so. <3 This is for fun but also for that. <3
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"Hey, yeah, come on up--chicken's done--hang on!"
BUZZ
Hotch shook his head with a tired smile and made his way up once the door to Reid's apartment building finally clicked open.
He had to tell the kid to get the code fixed so he could buzz himself up next time. Hotch had been there every night for nearly two months now. It was probably far past time but Spencer had never had a boyfriend before. This was all new.
Hotch let himself in and found Spencer bustling around his cramped kitchen in an old band t-shirt and a ragged pair of cords, barefoot for once.
"I roasted a chicken, an entire, organic, humanely sourced chicken I had to order from the Market and it only just got here--Aaron, it still had a few feathers in it, I tweezed it but--"
Aaron held up a hand while he shrugged his jacket off.
"Sorry, wait--Spencer, you tweezed the chicken?"
Spencer stared with a rapid blink as he stood up to his full height.
"Yes?" he asked with a wince just as the buzzer dinged again.
"Oh--shit, okay--is it--yes, that's brown enough right? I broiled it for the last little bit, the internal temperature read just at 175 degrees Fahrenheit--"
Hotch placed his hands on Spencer's hips just above the loose old cords. His fingers met warm skin and both men sighed at the subtle contact.
"Get it out and we'll taste test once it's rested. What else did you make on your rare day off?" Aaron breathed into Spencer's long hair.
Spencer shivered and batted him off.
He made quite a lot and he didn't feel like getting distracted yet again before they could actually eat.
Hotch stood back and chuckled, hands raised at the look his love shot him over his shoulder.
"Show me, Reid, I'll behave."
Spencer proceeded to outline in depth the meal he planned for hours that morning at 4 am when he realized he had to take a day off or risk it not carrying over to next year. He was still junior enough on the FBI payroll not to get rollover PTO. It was annoying, sure, but...
He rather enjoyed his random day at home, all alone. Waiting for Hotch to get back from a thankfully clear paperwork day.
They made it to the table this time without a bedroom detour. Spencer found he rather enjoyed the dinnertime banter, the perusal of flavors he found that day in the two dozen cookbooks he memorized, the way Hotch tried and loved his puffed pastry for dessert...
It was truly the first time they had to take time together since starting this secret thing they had.
When the dishes were finally done after a silly attempt at domesticity--Hotch deciding Spencer was far too clinical in his approach and Spencer deciding Hotch knew nothing of hygiene whatsoever--both of them were far too exhausted and full to consider their normal raucous romp.
Spencer leaned against the sink drying his hands with a towel before carefully tossing it in the little basket next to the door for immediate washing. Aaron nearly laughed but groaned instead when he remembered laughing hurt his ridiculously over-stuffed stomach.
"Remind me not to let you force seconds on me of every course, you're like my grandmother, Spencer, Christ, I could pass out right now," the older man lamented with a very content sigh. Spencer blushed and shrugged at him.
He grabbed Aaron's wrist to pull him along to the living room where the rest of their night home alone waited.
Spencer might have been envisioning this for a while. It was all going according to plan so far.
"I didn't forcefeed you, Hotch. But now that you mention it, I would just like to... um, relax? Together? We can have sex, but maybe... right now let's just... be?" he asked quietly with a nod to the couch. His lips twitched up in a hopeful smile and honestly, Hotch had never seen anything more perfect.
"That sounds pretty damn good, Reid. Movie?" he asked with a reciprocal smile.
Spencer sprawled out with a laugh on his couch and reached a hand up to pull Aaron down with him.
"Mhmm. Your choice."
Hotch grinned with a glint in his eye that had Spencer questioning his motives but he stuck by his offer to hand his partner the remote.
Forty-five minutes later found them both nearly catatonic on the couch staring open-mouthed as the fighter jets of Top Gun whizzed to and fro across Spencer's old TV.
Their feet rubbed against each other where they met perched on the coffee table but otherwise they kept to their respective sides out of comfort. Both of them assumed they'd start fucking within the first five minutes like they usually did when they sat down to "watch. a movie" but this time...
The comfort level was at an all time high. Sex could wait.
They both somewhat forgot where they were when the comfort level got a little higher than usual.
Spencer's hand was down his pants within ten minutes of the captivating movie. He was too tired to realize his old private passtime playing out beneath his cords. Simply touching and holding, nothing too crass. Maybe he'd be diverted enough eventually to focus on a fantasy and play it out til orgasm, maybe he'd just sit there touching himself until he fell asleep.
He never did know. Right now, it just felt natural.
Aaron took longer in the pursuit. It wasn't until he saw Spencer's hand moving beneath his pants with long, erratic little pumps that his own cock demanded the same attention. At first, he just watched Spencer just stare at the screen and touch himself like he was entirely alone. He waited for the man to look over and tease him with a grin, invite him over to join.
Then the movie caught his attention again somehow and before he knew what was happening, he was simply stroking his cock out of comfort, completely lost in the theatrics on screen.
They kept going like that until Spencer noticed for the first time with a yawn where his hand was. A glance at Aaron confirmed to him with a shock that they were both just lying there playing footsie absently while playing with themselves.
It was, perhaps, the most erotic moment of Spencer Reid's life.
His hand increased its tempo, sliding up and down his cock beneath his pants as he watched Aaron just fondle himself like that.
Spencer let a tiny moan escape. Aaron shook himself from the sleepy stupor to look over at him. Eyes on his face. On his crotch. The hand moving there.
"Hey," Spencer whispered while Top Gun played out loud in the background.
Aaron swallowed hard.
"Hey."
They both increased the tempo of their strokes.
Feet tangled with feet.
Spencer let hishead fall back against the couch. He pulled his cock out of his pants fully and let it all go, fast, furious strokes, the way Hotch always touched him. When he opened his eyes he saw Hotch had his out too, dragging his fist up and down slow, steady, just the way Spencer rode him.
Spencer felt himself building to that point the longer he watched Aaron touch himself like that.
"You know I... I touched myself every single night for years before you took me that first time... always thinking it was you...." he whispered with a tiny moan like he used to when he still held back.
Aaron nearly lost it when he heard that. Ever since they'd let it all go, ever since they went for it, he hadn't heard Spencer be anything but loud and wild.
Hearing that tiny whisper again...
It had him coming right then and there.
"Fuck--Spencer--baby--k-keep going--come on yourself for me--" he managed to choke out between the throbbing spasms of his cock into his own hand. Hotch didn't care that he came first that time.
It just meant he got to watch Spencer whine and whimper and need more--more Hotch would not be giving despite that desperate look. Their movie was ending. It was time for bed, no matter how much Spencer begged.
"A-Aaron... hmmm... not the same without you--fuck--"
Aaron couldn't help the gasping smirk as he waved his cum-covered cock at his boyfriend with a sleepy grin.
"I wanna see you come without this in your ass, Spence. Let's see it. Then maybe tomorrow, you can have it for breakfast."
Spencer's eyes got big and he nearly cried when he finally came all over his t-shirt, avidly imagining the next morning while he banged his feet against the table through the sensation.
"Good boy, Spencer.... god... dinner and a movie with you is never just dinner and a movie, is it?" Aaron muttered with satisfaction at the sight of Spencer shaking and covered in his own cum at the end of the couch.
Spencer laughed through the last shaky bit of his release and shook his head. When he opened his eyes it was to find Hotch standing with his shirt off, wiping the cum from his chest and belly like he did it every day.
"Here."
Spencer blushed gratefully and pulled his own cum-soaked tee off before cleaning up half-heartedly.
Why bother...
Aaron pulled him for a deep kiss while the credits rolled behind them. Spencer melted into it and he didn't care that they were both about to go to bed covered in cum without brushing their teeth.
Breakfast was bound to be messy.
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smokestarrules · 1 year
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smokeeeeeey
🥨🥨🥨
pretzels for youuu
PRETZELLLLLL
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martysgachaworld · 2 years
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I made this video for the members of my server (aka The Mewtcrew members)
Here it is :3
Now I'll tag all of 'em ;3
@paradoxiusblack @secret-mewtwo @sapphirethefluffymewtwo @esmam1ss2n9shu773r @crepetwo @ricksoo @zeal-striker @laserkittydraws
Sorry for @blueboymat , @sweetwhitechoco and @the-project-and-the-ghost because you three aren't in the server but this is even for you ^^
Hope you like it ^^
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anisthasiazewicor · 1 year
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I see you have reblogged, I go to your blog, scroll as far as I can. Liking and reblogging along the way. I then go to the top of your blog and reload. The cycle repeats. There is no end.
opps, sorry?
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meeludrawz · 1 year
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There's this Frenchie that I totally did not threaten with a Mandalorian gif admitted that Canadians were scary af /jjjj
@anangelcalledinquisitor @blossomgalaxy @dragoncxv360 @zaidnovi
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andaniellight · 4 months
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thoroughly enjoyed Wano because of the plot
the plot:
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just kidding. anyway, here's the real plot:
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that's it so far from me and the most serious princess enjoyer ever -> @dykealloy
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dottie-wan-kenobi · 8 days
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holy server b@man! is opening invitations for 24 hours
(from 10 AM CST on April 22nd, to 10 AM CST on April 23rd)
in HSB, you can chat with other batfam fans, get fic recs, share awesome art, make friends, create headcanons, play games, stream your art, and more!
HSB is:
21+ so that it can be adults only (but don't worry, our NSFW channels are opt-in)
gen-focused, mostly on batfam but we do love the other dc groups and characters
open to new fans, old fans, lurkers, creators, and everything in between!
HSB is not:
open to any character or ship bashing of any kind
an NSFW server
affiliated with starkid
join here!
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cosmic-seer · 2 months
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Unironically an ironic fan.
Fic written by our beloved @furretd0ll and this was made with love for them. 💕
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radioroxx · 5 months
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i think everyday about. how, as a robot, freddy fazbear would experience emotions differently from people. and how, as a robot, his whole perspective on the three star family situation would be wild. like… you’re programmed to be an entertainer, a dancer, a singer, etc., until suddenly youre not. he probably cant dance without a head- wouldnt have a reason to sing anymore (except maybe to his family. which is VERY cute to imagine). and its just… he’s not really freddy fazbear anymore, is he?
theres also a point to be made about, how robots feel. bc bc ai blah blah i wont go into it, his feelings arent going to be expressed or understood in the same way peoples’ are. theres going to be part of him that doesnt fully understand what its like to be part of their little family, to fully understand why and how he came to care sooo much about these two for taking him in.
i need to organize my freddy thoughts but. oooughhg. do you understand? please please pl
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liyazaki · 10 months
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clowns gonna clown [grab & use however you want!]
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HI MAGGOTS! THIS IS ABOUT NEW EMOTES FOR OUR SERVER, BY THE WONDERFUL VALERIE.
(OR AS I LIKE TO CALL HER, WHALERIE, @good-usernames-were-taken)
So Valerie needs to buy a laptop for her studies, and she's the Holy Creator of the maggots emojis, as well as the Discord server icon and she's also one of my three amazing mods. And she's the one who worked on the song Polaris with me and wrote the instrumentals and edited and she is generally just fucking amazing. She works really really hard for the server and for all of us, so I thought we could all help her fund the laptop. And get new emotes in the bargain!
THESE ARE THE ONES SHE'S ALREADY MADE AND THAT WE USE:
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AS WELL AS DISAPPOINTMENT THE SERVER ICON. The maggot heart, the sleepy maggot (because none of us go the fuck to sleep) and the hydrated maggot (as @styx142 told us, hydrate or die straight) because @achilles-in-a-blanket-burrito needed to drink water and so do all of us.
AREN'T THEY FUCKING ADORABLE and we all use them all the time.
I FIGURED YOU COULD ALL SEND IN SUGGESTIONS FOR EMOTE IDEAS THAT YOU WOULD LIKE TO HAVE, AND THEN WE CAN DO A POLL AND DECIDE ON ONES THAT VALERIE WILL MAKE. AND WE CAN ALL PITCH IN FOR HER LAPTOP.
I TRIED TO TELL HER THAT SHE'S ALREADY DONE THE WORK FOR THE MONEY, WITH BALANCING ALL HER STUDIES WITH MODDING AND SETTING UP THE SERVER WITH THE STUNNING @falling-raine AND @orpiknight. VALERIE'S CONSTANTLY CHECKING IN ON CHANNELS, MODERATING, GIVING PEOPLE FUN EXTRAS LIKE COLOUR ROLES AND SILLY ROLES THAT WE REQUEST. SHE STILL WOULD LOVE TO DO THE EMOTES, THOUGH, SO HERE WE ARE!
SHE WANTS TO LET YOU KNOW THAT THERE'S NO PRESSURE AT ALL ABOUT THE FUNDING! I THINK IT WOULD BE GREAT IF EVERYONE WHO CAN PITCH IN EVEN A LITTLE BIT DOES, AND OF COURSE SHARING THE POLL/LINK ONCE WE MAKE IT WOULD BE REALLY HELPFUL TOO.
WAHOO ANYWAY IF YOU HAVE ANY SUGGESTIONS FOR EMOTES THAT I CAN ADD TO THE POLL, THAT WOULD BE AMAZING! I LOVE YOU ALL SO MUCH.
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smokestarrules · 1 year
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also have kitty ! he is wearing suit of shame (can’t stop licking his sides)
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LET HIM FREE HE'S DONE NOTHING WRONG
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sleepis4theweak · 4 months
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CAN U ADOPT ME?
/hj
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I SPED TO ANSWER THIS
THE ANSWER IS YES
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anisthasiazewicor · 1 year
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💕
😍🥰💕❤💕❤❤💕❤💕❤💕
I hope you are having a lovely day!
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celestialholz · 11 months
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Surrendering Sunflora 2: Grass/Dragon Boogaloo
... Well, shit. She's back again to meta her own meta. :D
I spent five hours on Surrendering Sunflora, my friends - decoding all its little gay nuances and narratives. And yet, somehow, I didn't spot something very important about the thing itself. But that's fine, that's why we have friends to meta with. :D
Multiple people on the EphemeralArt Discord pointed out to me earlier today that this sculpture... isn't perfect. Y'see here, on the right?
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Bless him, he's got a little dint. A little scar.
Now, we know about Surrendering Sunflora - we know it's part-Hassel, and we know it's part-Brassius, because Hassel is his sunshine, and Brassius was depressed as fuck at the time of making it. Blah blah, Art (4), ain't telling you anything new here.
But... it's fun, that this little scar's on the right. Now, I've chosen to show you the Pokemon Centre roof one because of its particular meaning of healing here, but every single one of them has this little scar.
Brassius, as you'll see below, is right-handed.
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But... well, funny, isn't it? They're on the opposite side. Art is perspective, my friends. You and I, looking at the Sunflora head-on, see it on the right - and yet we know, from our own angles, that Brassius is holding that Tera Orb in his right hand.
... Which makes it very interesting indeed that Hassel isn't right-handed.
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Hassel is one of only two lefties in all of Paldea (and oh trust me, there's a whole world in that shit - bear with, I'm cooking on a leftie comparative. :D) And Hassel, as we know from his personal school quests, has a negative past too - one he's been equally saved from in having a new lease of life and a new husband.
So, if you look at Surrendering Sunflora as Brassie intended, head-on, you will see his own scars on the right - healed up, brightened, healthy and loved, but still present if you look closely enough.
... And if go behind Surrending Sunflora, and look at it as if you were the sculpture, which we know Hassel partly is...
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... Your perspective will change. The scar would be on your left - much like the man who always runs from the past, and his own emotional scars.
Two men, two directions... one narrative of mutual healing.
Now isn't that just super fucking neat? <3
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tavners · 8 months
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I love this video/audio trend
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