Iâm reasonablerodents, hotchreid truther and general purveyor of depravity. You can call me whatever you like as long as it sounds cool.
I basically only write pure pwp because apparently Iâm unhinged about these guys. So if youâre under 18 then this is your warning: there is truly nothing for you here, I implore you to leave.
Basic Info
-23
-He/Him
-Writer seems too fancy for the things which spew from my hands but I write shit I guess
-Please talk to me about my favourite fictional fbi men/send ideas and requests/shout at me for corrupting the internet idk <3
-You can find me on Ao3 here!
-Drabble request event post here!
Writing stuff and tags under the cut!
Tags
#he squeaks- posts Iâve made
#asks- unsuprisingly, asks
#puppy my love my life- puppy spencer content
#my fic- what it says on the tin
#my art- youâre never gonna guess what this is
#unreasonablerodents- hard kink/dead dove/etc so you can blacklist it easily. or find it all in one place lmao
Feel free to request mini fics/blurbs if you have a hotchreid idea on your mind! If youâre here I assume you already know the sort of things I like writing, but Iâve put some things I will absolutely write and things I wonât at the bottom if youâd like to check!
Over half my writing is mean Hotch bc itâs fun, so uhhh⌠always remember to check the tags bc sometimes it gets weird. Sorry Spencer I love you really xxx
Iâm working on making a fic masterlist over here but Iâm lazy. For now, here are the links to my kinktober weekly roundups:
Week 1
Week 2
Week 3
Week 4 (TBA)
Things You Will See Me Writing: PWP, mean Hotch, A/B/O, dom/sub, most kinks tbh, emotional whump via smut, soft silly established relationship fluff, trans characters (my love my life <3)
Things You Will Not See Me Writing: Pregnancy (including in A/B/O), underage anything, SH, reader x fics, dom/top Spencer, parenting/raising kids, heterosexuality, p much any other ship unless itâs background/past
(If youâre looking at this because of my 100k words request post- I will write other ships for that! Check the post for more detail <3)
(None of these are explicitly triggers for me but I either feel uncomfortable writing them or I have 0 interest in writing them.)
Hotch wakes up to the ragged shout of his name, clawed from Reidâs freed lungs.
Hotch looks horrified and drunk as he scrambles to get up, rushing to explain and apologize but Reid is barely listening; his heart rate is loud in his ears and itâs harder to breathe now. He can taste his own tears where theyâve run down his cheeks and over his lips as he yells at Hotch to leave, gesturing at the door shakily with his gun.
âReid, Iâm so sorry, Iââ
Hotch reaches out to touch him and Reid pulls back the hammer of his revolver and presses the barrel to Hotchâs chest.
Happy birthday to my dear old rodent-aligned friend, and my wonderful co-author several times over, @reasonablerodents !!!
Dear old Rattie wrote a beautifully fluffy ficlet for my birthday, so it's only fair that I return the favour! (He also drew a beautiful picture of Hotch, but I am not gifted with the same talents, so alas, this must suffice on its own) <3
This is utterly stupid and I would apologise, but I know you'll appreciate the reference so I'm not going to.
(I'm a few hours late posting this but shhh, the muse wouldn't engage in time for me to get this posted on your actual birthday)
Aaron Hotchner/Spencer Reid
Established Relationship, All the fluff, mild sexual humour
As he wakes up, Spencer slowly realises two things.
One; thereâs a pair of arms wrapped around his body, holding him tightly against a strong and warm chest.
Two; thereâs a pair of familiar lips pressing softly against his own, kissing him softly as he slowly wakes from the deepest sleep heâs had in a long time.
It doesnât take longer than this realisation sinking in for him to return the kiss, opening his mouth and sighing contentedly when his partner deepens it slightly.
âGood morning,â Aaron says softly, and when Spencer opens his eyes he sees that the older man is smiling at him, âhappy birthday.â
âMorninâ,â Spencer mumbles back, turning over in the arms that are wrapped so securely around his body and resting his head on Aaronâs warm, bare chest. âAnd thank you.â
Aaron smiles again as Spencerâs head settles on his chest, the long hair tickling his skin as he bends his head down to kiss the soft hair that he loves so much; that belongs to the man that he loves so much.
âI thought Iâd treat you to breakfast in bed,â Aaron says, and Spencer just smiles against his chest. âIf youâd like that.â
âThat sounds perfect,â Spencer replies, snuggling closer to his partner.
âThat means you moving so I can get up and make it, though,â Aaron points out a moment later, and Spencer just nods. He makes no move to lift his head and allow Aaron to actually get out of the bed, though.
Aaron just laughs quietly, shaking his head as he settles back down on the pillows, because itâs clear that heâs not going anywhere for the time being.
âWhat are you gonna make for me?â Spencer mumbles.
âI thought avocado on toast, maybe with some of that chilli jam I made last year,â Aaron replies quietly, wrapping his arms around Spencerâs body once again and smiling at the contented sigh he hears. âIf youâd like that. If not, Iâll make you whatever you do want; it is your birthday, after all.â
âNo, that would be nice,â Spencer says, lifting his head slightly so that he can look up at his partner with a small smirk, âitâs rather fitting, anyway.â
Aaron raises an eyebrow, but he canât pretend the thought isnât slightly arousing.
âAnd how exactly is offering you avocado on toast fitting?â he replies, although the glint in Spencerâs eye tells him that thereâs more to this than heâs letting on.Â
He learns soon enough what his partner has planned for his special day.
âBecause,â Spencer begins, propping himself up on his elbows on Aaronâs chest so that he can look his partner in the eye, âavocados are known as natureâs testicles, and then after breakfast, I think Iâd like you back in this bed for at least three hours.â
Aaron chokes on nothing but air at the unexpected, and yet somehow completely adorable, sentence that Spencer replies with, before managing to compose himself again.
âIs that so?â he asks, and Spencer just grins at him, nodding his head before he leans up to steal another kiss from his partner.
was reading this like oh my god this is so stupidly cute Iâm already in tears
And then avocado and chilli which you KNOW I had
AND NATURES FUCKING TESTICLES
If I cry then itâs bc Iâm a strong man and nothing to do with this beautifully sweet fic. That also hints at porn. And when I say hints I mean it just says it shhsgsgsgshs.
It's frustrating that you can come up with the plot of an entire fic in just a few seconds, but writing it all down can take anywhere from never to forever.
In which instead of the Fisher King, the BAU gets their two weeks vacation, and Reid goes to Jamaica with Elle and Morgan. For the kink bingo prompt "friends with benefits".
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âYou gonna be alright in the sun, pretty boy?â Morgan teases, as he leans on the door jamb of their adjacent hotel rooms and watches Reid rubbing sunscreen on his face.
âIâm from the desert,â Reid says. âI can handle heat. I still turn red as a lobster though.â
Elle appears from the balcony, already in a bikini with a sarong wrapped around her waist and a cocktail in hand.
âAw chulo,â she coos at him, and makes eye contact with Morgan across the room. âYou could have waited until weâre on the beach, Morgan would have volunteered to lotion you up.â
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You can find more of my fic on my blog tag or Ao3. also on Twitter or Discord (Quan Tea Co & Adoribull Holiday) if you want to hang out!
(E, Aaron Hotchner/Spencer Reid, car accidents, paraphilias, established relationship)
Spencerâs found that itâs easy to tell whoâs at the car accident support group for different reasons than usual. Their eyes are unblinking as people share stories of shattered glass and bent metal, but itâs clear theyâre not seeing the person in front of them- theyâre seeing the scene, seeing the crash.
Spencer and Aaron meet at a support group for those affected by car accidents. Together, they plan and execute their ultimate fantasy.
Just so yâall know: I canât speak for every other fic author but I can say that I remember when people leave me kind comments. I recognize your urls and/or usernames on AO3. I remember you and sometimes in writing my fics I think to myself, âOh, I hope this person sees this because they liked x in this other fic I did.â
Not only thatâI go back and reread comments when Iâm feeling low. I look at tags and reblogs and asks and wish I could hold them in my hand like a note from a friend on an old, torn piece of notebook paper.
Your comments have so much more impact than you know. So thanks to those who use the comment section to spread love and encouragement. We appreciate you.
Hereâs my kink bingo card btw! working on some of these at the moment, itâs gonna be so funnnnnnn. Trying for a full house, but weâll see how well I manage
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