I'm the world's most procrastinating writer but what's worse is I'm very uninspired at the moment so I think this simple yet brilliant meme will be the perfect cure. I'm not sure where it started but I thank whoever invented it.
Since I'm currently not capable of writing anything other than Hotch/Reid, I will only accept prompts concentrating on H/R
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Rating: R (sensitive subject)
Note: Angst. Unbeta'd. Very short.
RapeThe feel of Aaron’s skin was something of a discovery. Spencer found it a perfect replacement for spoken language; an exploration with silent touches when words failed to express his mind. Aaron would let him rest on his chest, and Spencer would close his eyes and decipher the message Aaron’s finger tips left on his back. Then his palm would find the raised lines on Aaron’s stomach. His eyes would open and he would see them-the randomly placed scars. Except he knew they were neither random nor placed. They were forced through the skin with precision to achieve one goal. Complete control. The penetration that left the body paralyzed and the mind frozen. The penetration that robbed a person’s innocence and raped a person’s soul. Spencer would run his fingers over the lines and imagine them disappearing under his touch as if he had possessed healing power. Spencer would feel Aaron’s breath hitch under him, and he would let Aaron pull him up until he was ( ... )
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ReadingYourThoughts
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In fact this should be on the next script.
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I had this whole different conversation going on in my head, but Reid wouldn't let me. He clung to Hotch with dear life, wouldn't let me get one word in between them. And here we are! LOL. I'm glad it seems to turn out okay.
Thank you!
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