Sta.sh
| I write fan fiction for this show. Mainly slash between Aaron Hotchner and Spencer Reid. |
| Deviant Login | Shop |
 | Join deviantART for FREE  |
Take the Tour  |
CM: Ravage “You should have made the deal.”CM: Ravage by *Shining-Zephyr
The words continued to haunt him as he lay in bed that night. He would close his eyes and see his face towering over him, as if he was sitting on top of him again. He’d open them, the words would echo in his head. Something was wrong with him, thinking about Foyet the entire time. It wasn’t even close to the anniversary of her death, and that was the worst part. It was for no apparent reason right then—just late night thoughts about some of his old cases.
Aaron lay sprawled on the bed and jerked slightly when hearing the door knock. Sitting up, he looked at the clock and grimace
CM: On That Day, One Month Ago Trench coat? Check. Wallet? Check. Credentials? Check.CM: On That Day, One Month Ago by *Shining-Zephyr
Snow? Unfortunately, check.
Aaron shivered, pushing open the doors to the federal building and walking outside into the cool October afternoon. His hands shoved into his pockets, he looked as innocent as a passerby and broody as a federal agent with that glint in his chocolate eyes. One would think he was single, that he really needed to get laid. Maybe grab a drink at the bar or have a night out with some friends. They wouldn’t think that he got all that and a hell of a lot more than he thought he ever deserved; that he had a boyfriend, that he got laid almost every night, that h
CM: Possessive, Aren't We? WARNING: Hotch/Reid implied. Don't like slash, don't read.CM: Possessive, Aren't We? by *Shining-Zephyr
Aaron, come on. It's not too bad.
Aaron just glared at Foyet tiredly. He was sick of this crap. Tired of the ghost bothering him every which way he could, sick of anything and everything he threw at the agent. He was drained. Totally drained. "...fuck. Off," he muttered tightly. "Not- not really..."
Foyet laughed, sliding behind him slightly and resting on the back of the sofa. Not really what? You too exhausted to realize I figured out a way to trigger the pain? Or what? Too exhausted to...
"That's enough."
Foyet glanced up from the exhausted FBI agent with a slight grin. A
| I write fan fiction for this show. Mainly slash between Aaron Hotchner and Spencer Reid. |
| I favorite a lot of things from video games to television and even random pictures of original art. |
Twitter is a free social messaging utility for staying connected in real-time.
JavaScript is required for this module to display correctly.
Happy birthday, impressionable female fan of mine. 
!!! HAPPY BIRTHDAY !!! 
You're webcam is adorable and you're too 
Live it like u mean it!! BTW, sooper cute webcam! x3
