Feeling Like Him Lately

sometimes I wish I was raised catholic so bastardizing the aesthetic would be even sexier. and other normal thoughts.

it was so sexy and mentally ill of hotchreids to turn “I choose Aaron Hotchner” (aka Spencer literally picking Hotch to die) into something romantic

Hannibal might be a serial killer but he’s also pretentious and that’s worse

nobodys paying attention to me so im going to microwave forks and knives

Hannibal sees Will and, with hearts in his eyes, thinks "girl dinner"

nothing more homoerotic than two unstable gays trying to kill each other, it’s called love sorry you’ve never felt it

Priest Hotch BUT he’s casually homophobic and the biggest closet case ever seen. He never left the south (is Virginia the south?) has his good ol’ country boy values instilled into him by his horrible father. That is until a case brings Spencer Reid with the BAU to his church and his life gets flipped upside down.

The BAU has to work with Hotch on the case and his casual homophobic remarks get under Spencer’s skin, but he’s used to homophobes. What he’s not used to is being so physically attracted to homophobes that he can’t think straight. Hotch is the sexiest man he’s ever seen. He hates him. He wants to fuck him. What happens when Hotch casually mentions his dad beat the gay demon out of him when he was a kid and Spencer realizes this guy is so far into the closet he’s in Narnia?

Internalized (and externalized too ig) homophobia, enemies to lovers, unresolved childhood trauma, angst, sinful sinful sex, and eventual happy ending 50k slow burn