#and B. aaron hates being controlled

[anewbrainjughead]

funny seeing everyone who was so excited saying that robert's return plotline was going to be 2015 part 2 immediately having a breakdown over aaron being like "FUCK ROBERT IDGAF ABOUT HIM HE'S NOTHING TO ME" as if that isn't like...a textbook 2015 aaron response and obviously absolute bullshit that he's spouting bc he's angry at himself for loving someone he shouldn't.

[pathologicalreid]

hello my new favorite tumblr writer 😇 i will b honest i have never requested anything before so!! bear with me. however the spencer reid brainrot is all too real SO would you be open to doing anything with a hotchner!fem!reader? bau or not for the reader! something something hotch is very hesitant about their relationship but maybe reader gets caught in the crossfire of something and hotch and prentiss see them together afterward and prentiss is like “that looks pretty real to me.” DOES THAT MAKE ANY SENSE OKAY I’M LEAVING NOW THANK YOUUUU 🫡

a father's daughter | S.R.

in which your father doesn't approve of your relationship, but who knows how he'll react when reid jumps into action after a threat against your life

who? spencer reid x hotchner!fem!bau!reader category: angst content warnings: general cm violence, blood, stitches, hospitals, medical inaccuracy word count: 2.03k a/n: anon you are legendary. this is an incredible request and i am so honored to be your new favorite tumblr writer! i am an absolute sucker for anything hotchner!reader (or rossi!reader) so i absolutely ate this request up! (also if anyone wanted to drop a request in my inbox... it would be welcome)

Aaron Hotchner was the most professional person in the BAU, except when it came to you. You, like him, had gone to law school. You were a public defender for just a short time before being put into WITSEC, and when your mother died, you applied to the FBI Academy.

Plain and short, it was nepotism, but no one was going to argue with the man whose wife was murdered by a serial killer. Your dad wanted you in the BAU so he could keep an eye on you, and there was nothing Erin Strauss could do about it. What your father couldn’t control, was your relationship with Reid.

He could tell you that he didn’t approve, but so long as David Rossi, king of inter-bureau mingling, was around, he couldn’t actually do anything to stop you. “I’m just saying that I’ve never seen Reid be consistent with a relationship,” your dad said, having pulled you away from the team to, once again, try to warn you off of your relationship.

“He’s been pretty consistent for the last seven months,” you responded, rifling through the victims' files that were in your arms.

You started to make your way out of the empty office when your father spoke again, “And he’s too old for you.”

Stopping in your tracks, you pivoted and faced your father, “He’s three years older than I am, I’m twenty-six. That’s hardly an age gap to bat an eye at.” The two of you had always had a rocky relationship, he missed a large portion of your childhood due to this job and you always tried to not resent him for it.

Your parents’ marriage fell apart, neither of them handled it well, and you weren’t all that surprised. They had gotten married when your mom got pregnant with you because they thought that was what they were supposed to do, and when Jack couldn’t keep them together, everything fell apart.

“You have no right to lecture me on relationships, Agent Hotchner,” you snapped, staring him down. Daring him to challenge you.

He sighed, obviously trying not to lose his patience with you. “I’d just hate for you to find out you wasted your time on something that wasn’t real.”

The door behind you swung open, you spun on your heels to face Emily. “Sorry, uh, we have a location, Morgan’s coordinating with SWAT,” she said, looking between you and your father.

“Great, let’s go,” your father said, his parental demeanor falling away as his Unit Chief mask took its place.

You walked out the door to see the rest of the team, Rossi tossed you a Kevlar vest as you walked over to where Spencer was standing with the police chief, “Where are we headed?” You asked, undoing the Velcro on the vest and pulling it over your torso. The beige precinct was buzzing as agents and officers prepared to break into the UnSub’s home base. Hopefully to find his most recent victim still alive.

Reid reached over and adjusted the strap of your vest, making sure it was evenly tightened over your shoulders. “Garcia found a warehouse on the other side of town. It’s being rented out under an anagram of the first victim’s name,” he said, gently squeezing your arm before dropping his hands back to his side.

Nodding, you followed the rest of the team out the metal doors of the precinct and into the black SUVs. “Your UnSub’s name is Jonas Watts, he used a different name to rent the space but the account he uses to pay for it is under his name,” Garcia’s voice rang through the speaker as she told you about the perpetrator. “He checks every UnSub box we have, raised by a single father after his mother left, and… oh, multiple arrests for assault.”

You looked up to the driver’s seat, your dad was white-knuckling the steering wheel, entirely focused on driving as you listened to Garcia reciting the UnSub’s rap sheet.

When you arrived at the warehouse SWAT was already there and Morgan started organizing the tactical assault. Drawing your weapon, you nodded at your teammate when he instructed you to go around the back with himself and your father. Allowing Morgan to kick the door down, the three of you held your firearms up and began clearing the warehouse.

Further away, you heard Emily and Spencer clearing the front. “Clear, moving up,” you called into your radio as you approached the stairs, stepping on them carefully so they didn’t creak. On the landing, you looked at a trail of blood on the ground. “There’s a blood trail in the upper west wing,” you whispered.

“Move up, little Hotch, I’m right behind you,” Morgan responded.

Rolling your eyes at the nickname, one that you had begged him to stop using, you moved forward, keeping your firearm aimed right in front of you. Turning into the room that the blood trail led to, you immediately ducked when you saw a knife coming for you. Keeping your gun aimed, you faced down the UnSub, “Jonas Watts, FBI!” You announced yourself, scanning the room for the girl he took last night.

Watts shook his head, “You’re not supposed to be here! You can’t be here!” He shouted in distress.

“Where’s the girl, Jonas? Where did you take Isobel?” You asked him, not seeing her in the room the two of you were in. There was another entrance on the left of him.

He stepped toward you, and you cocked your gun, “I don’t have her now. I lost her, she’s lost,” he said, there was a hint of uncertainty in his voice.

Unnerved, you decided to take a leap of faith, “Jonas, where’s your partner?” A partner hadn’t been part of the profile, but the more you thought about it, the more it made sense. The crimes were too complex, it didn’t match up with something as simple as using an anagram of a victim’s name for the warehouse rental.

Morgan filed in behind you, aiming his gun at Jonas, same as you. “Time’s running out, Jonas. If you tell us about your partner we can help you,” he said, slowly inching toward Watts.

“It’s too late,” Jonas wailed.

Someone knocked into you from behind, causing you to stumble forward before you were pulled to your feet. One arm was locked around your torso, and another was holding a knife to your throat. “If you don’t leave now, I’ll cut her fucking throat!” The unnamed man said from behind you, he was almost impossibly tall, easily overpowering you.

You didn’t dare move, not with that knife to your throat, one false move and you’d bleed out. Morgan shouted for him to let you go, but he just pressed the knife tighter to your neck, splitting the skin.

Shutting your eyes, you tried not to cry, fearing the damage it would do to your throat.

Your captor held you tightly to him, using your body to block Morgan from shooting. Something warm trickled down your collarbone, and you weren’t sure if it was blood or tears.

For a moment, you thought you could swing your foot back into his knee, but the fear of having your carotid cut outweighed your bravery.

Ever since you were a kid, you thought death would be quiet. Something you slipped into like sleep, but your death was loud, and it left your ears ringing.

The afterlife was the weirdest place you’ve ever been, someone was calling your name, and you heard your rights being read. Although, why you would need your Miranda Rights in the afterlife you had no idea.

“Angel, please open your eyes,” someone said.

Confused, you opened your eyes and saw familiar eyes staring down at you. Golden and bleary. Spencer, Spencer was here. You tried to sit up, but he held you down, keeping a hand on your throat.

Morgan was shouting for medical, saying there was an agent down. You turned your head to see the still unidentified UnSub on the ground, shot through the temple. Using his free hand to turn your chin, “Don’t look,” Spencer whispered. “You’re okay, I’ve got you. I’m not going to let anything happen to you, angel.”

If you weren’t still coming down from an adrenaline high, you might’ve smiled at the irony of the nickname. Being called ‘angel’ after having your neck cut felt like tempting fate.

Where was your dad? Of everyone here, you expected him to be here, barking orders at people.

As if summoned by your thoughts, your dad appeared, nearly hauling an EMT behind him, “Help her,” he said.

Yeah, that absolutely tracked.

The EMT’s packed your wound and assured everyone that your carotid had not been slit, against your protests, the ambulance brought you to the hospital for stitches. Emily had run to the hotel to get your go bag, allowing you to change out of your bloodied clothes.

Thankfully, the doctors said you didn’t need to stay overnight, meaning you and the team got to go home. “How are you feeling?” Spencer asked while you were waiting to board the jet.

You hummed, pulling your sunglasses over your eyes, and leaning against a car, “Tired, but I’m alright.” Tired might have been underselling it, you felt like all of the energy had been physically drained from your body. “You worry too much,” you whispered, closing your eyes for just a moment. Your throat was a little raspy, but it should go back to normal after a couple of days.

“Your throat was cut about four hours ago, some might say I’m not worrying enough,” he responded, reaching down, and picking up your bag, carrying it over to the jet once they got the okay to board. On the jet, he gestured to the seat, “Lay down, get some rest.”

You furrowed your brows, “Isn’t it kind of frowned upon to take up a whole seat?” You asked, of course, sometimes it happened, but you didn’t want to take up too much space.

Spencer cocked his head at you, “I don’t think anyone is going to fight you on it, love.”

Taking a deep breath, you sat down on the seat, laying down and closing your eyes, falling asleep before you even left the tarmac.

Being the Unit Chief had its perks, surely, but the piles of paperwork sometimes felt never-ending. Aaron took a deep breath before he closed the file, Rossi sat across from him, nursing a glass of whiskey.

“Hey,” Prentiss whispered, taking the seat next to him and setting her glass of water down on the small table. “Do you see that?” She said, gesturing with her head toward where you were lying down, asleep.

Right next to you was Reid, who usually had his nose buried in a book at this point in a flight, but he was wide awake, and all of his focus seemed to be on you. Begrudgingly, Hotch watched as Spencer reached over and tucked a blanket around you as if he was afraid you’d freeze on the temperature-controlled jet. “What about it?” Hotch asked, reaching over for the next file.

His eyes flicked up again, Spencer was sitting on the floor of the jet. Everyone had elected to leave the couch seats for the two of you, but the one across the aisle from you was empty. Like Reid didn’t even want you to be any more than one foot away from him.

Leaning back in the chair, Emily shook her head, “That’s what we in the business call hypervigilance.”

Hotch didn’t respond, he just spared another glance over at the two of you. “’We in the business’?” He inquired, humoring Prentiss.

“I’m just saying… the hovering? The blanket? I don’t know about you, but that looks pretty real to me,” she said, leaning back in the leather seat.

Silently, he glared, it would seem his hopes of getting the team to stop eavesdropping on familial conversations were quashed.

“Just let the kids be, Aaron,” Rossi said, grinning into his glass.

He cleared his throat and flipped open the new file before he acquiesced, “Fine, for now.”

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[sequinsmile-x]

In This Epoch, in This Age

She doesn’t know how to tell him about the pile of letters she’d written him. How some of them were on paper, and others were on receipts from cafes or a napkin she was given on her flight back to the USA. A stack of random thoughts and declarations she’d brought back with her for no other reason than leaving them behind felt wrong.

AKA Five times Emily writes a letter to Aaron, and one time she actually gives them to him.

Part 1/2

-x-

Hi besties <3

This exists because I couldn't stop thinking about the scene on the jet in 7x04 when Aaron looks at her like she hung the stars and she asks about Jack. As always, this spiralled out of control and quickly became a 5+1 fic.

This is also sponsored in part by the Snow Patrol concert I went to recently...so there are a lot of feelings. It's been a hot minute since I've written something so angsty, so I feel a little rusty!!

Part 2 will be up later in the week!

As always, let me know what you think <3

-x-

Warnings: None

Words: 3.1k

Read over on Ao3, or below the cut

She used to love Paris. 

She’d spend hours roaming the streets, finding corners she’d never seen before as she explored a city she’d called home multiple times throughout her life. It was huge and winding and full of surprises no matter how many times she’d been. 

Now, it felt like her prison. 

This being the place she was hidden away felt like a penance of some kind. A punishment because of what she’d done to Ian, because of what he’d done to her in return. Every bad thing she’d ever done leading her right here - hidden away in a city an ocean away from everyone she loves, dead to almost all of them. 

She missed hearing her name. Missed being Emily Prentiss, instead of whoever she was according to this week’s fake ID. 

She missed a lot of things. 

She smiles politely as she can muster as she takes her coffee from the barista and heads out of the cafe, walking the now familiar journey to her small, nondescript apartment. She takes a large sip of her coffee and blows out a shaky breath. She was trying to drink less of it, knew she was on edge even without it - every shadow a place for her demons to hide - but she was barely sleeping. 

At first, it felt like all she’d done was sleep. Exhausted by every little thing as her body knitted itself back together. Now she had mostly recovered physically, now she could get up the flight of stairs to her place without having to stop to catch her breath, she couldn’t sleep. No matter how tired she was sleep wouldn’t find her. It was elusive, always just out of her reach, and she’d just lay there at night on a lumpy mattress with the street lights shining in her eyes. When she arrived, there were blackout blinds, but she felt like she couldn’t breathe in the pitch black. It was too familiar, too much like when she had died, and she couldn’t bear it. She pulled them down that first night, had ignored the pull in her side and the ache in her ribs, as pain rolled through her, the relief she felt as some light flooded the room overriding everything else. 

She had a routine now. She’d get coffee, she’d come back here, and she���d just exist. Hours would pass her by, and she’d wonder what the team were doing. If they were on a case. If they were at Quantico drowning in the paperwork they all hated. If they’d replaced her. 

Out of everyone, she thinks of Aaron the most. 

He’d come to see her in the hospital before she was moved to Bethedsa. She remembered very little of his visit. Only the press of his hand against hers as he told her he was sorry, that he wished he could have done more - as if he hadn’t saved her life by ending it. 

Before everything fell apart, before Ian escaped from prison and tore her life and her sense of self apart at the seams for the second time, there was a moment when she thought she and Aaron could be something. That they could take that final step between friends and more and answer the question she’d had for years about what it would be like to kiss him. To be with him.

To be loved by him. 

There had been so many moments, so many almosts between them. They weighed heavily on her chest, each one of them slowly stealing her ability to breathe. She’d been there for him after Foyet’s attack, had driven him to and from work and his hospital appointments, and she’d been there for both him and Jack after Haley died. She’d loved them in the only way she could - practically. She helped Jack with homework and spent most of her spare time with them. The comfort went both ways. They healed something in her that she hadn’t realised needed healing, an answer to a question she’d been too afraid to ask. 

Just before Sean Macalliser called her, Aaron had asked her on a date. His smile soft and nervous, as if he’d never asked anyone out before. It was endearing, and she’d said yes because there had been no other answer. She wished she’d kissed him, or that he’d kissed her, or that they’d acted like the goddamn adults they were and not like the nervous teenagers they’d turned each other into. At least that way, if they had kissed, she’d at least know what it felt like. She’d have a memory that time would warp and twist, but a memory nonetheless that Ian couldn’t take from her like he had everything else.  

She looks at the pile of paperwork and IDs that JJ had given her a week ago and she sighs, knocking them off the counter in frustration. A pad of paper she doesn’t remember buying falls with it, and she sighs, wincing as her ribs pull at wounds she thinks should have healed by now, and she hesitates before she picks up the paper. It’s blank. Full of endless possibilities and empty at the same time. It makes her skin itch, makes her desperate to fill it with something so that maybe she’d stop feeling empty too. 

She grabs a pen, her lips pressed together as she swallows thickly, and she starts to write. 

___

Hotch Aaron,

I’ve started this half a dozen times. I’m not even sure why I’m writing it. I can’t send it, and I’m not sure even I would if I could. 

I want to say I’m sorry. Not for keeping it all from you or for leaving when I did. I think that if anyone can understand why I did any of it, it’s you. I’m sorry that this is something else that fell to you to fix. I’m sorry you’re the one who had to make the call to kill me. I know that it can’t have been easy, and I wish more than anything else that I hadn’t added to everything you already carry. 

I keep thinking of that last movie night we had when Jack fell asleep between us and we finished watching Monsters Inc anyway. For a little while, I thought that maybe that could be my life. 

I think I might be in love with you, but I know that there is nothing I can do about that now. 

Emily. 

___

It’s a long flight home from Boise. 

She’s something close to settled these days, but she’s not there yet. Everything still feels either too close or too far away, nothing quite within her grasp. She’s doing her best to act like she’s fine, like she’s never been away, but it’s hard. 

The hardest part, she thinks, is that she can’t tell if her friends can see through her or if they are pretending they can’t. If they are so keen for her to be back, to be her again, that they can ignore that she’s almost trying too hard to be what they wanted her to be. She laughs and smiles throughout Spencer and Derek’s prank war because she knows she should, that she would have done a year ago, but it feels hollow. Empty. Like she’s going through the motions in a way she would if she was at an event her mother was hosting, not spending time with people she considered her family. She keeps looking over at Aaron, her focus drifting to him and the way he flicks through his paperwork. She knows he’s doing it now so that Jack can have his full attention when he gets home, and it makes her miss the days when she had come close to being a part of it. 

She finds herself walking over to join him, bored by her book and Spencer and Derek’s antics. It makes her think too much about what life was like when she was gone. They’d grieved her, they’d missed her, but they’d carried on while she’d been stuck in place. 

Aaron smiles at her, and she’s asking about Jack before she even fully settles, well aware that something going on with his little boy would be the only reason for the slight mood she’d caught on to in the last couple of days. They talk about Jack, about his bully and his attempt to make friends with him to fix it. It feels easy for a few seconds, a flash of who they were before she turned him down only a handful of days before she accepted his offer of a date. She could still remember the hurt that he hadn’t been able to hide from her and the crack it had formed in her already breaking heart. She knew that by now, he would have put the pieces together, that her rejection of his offer of a date out of nowhere was an attempt to keep him safe. She also knew that his knowing that didn’t fix anything, didn’t take away what she’d kept from him and what she’d been through as a result. 

At some point in their conversation, they start to talk about her. It’s subtext, because of course it is, but they both know that’s what they're doing. He smiles softly at her, the smile that she’d pictured for months, the smile that had made her write countless letters that had helped her get through it, and she wonders when it stopped making nervous excitement fizz in her belly. 

“How did you get by in Paris?” 

For a moment, she’s too distracted by how he’s smiling at her for his question to truly register. She’s lost in the softness of it, in the briefest hint of his dimples and the look in his eyes that she’d only ever seen him use on Jack before. She smiles back, doing everything in her power not to let it falter as she finally realises what he’s asked. 

She doesn’t know how to tell him about the pile of letters she’d written him. How some of them were on paper, and others were on receipts from cafes or a napkin she was given on her flight back to the USA. A stack of random thoughts and declarations she’d brought back with her for no other reason than leaving them behind felt wrong. One of the few possessions she’d shoved into her one bag when her handler told her it was time to go. She’d added to it recently at the behest of her therapist, the advice she’d received unknowingly convincing her to carry on something she’d already been doing - writing down her thoughts and everything she wanted to say but couldn’t. It felt easier to write them to him, to act as if he’d one day read them even though she couldn’t see a future where he would. 

She can’t tell him, she wouldn’t be able to in the best of circumstances, let alone here with the team around them, so she tells him another truth, a random thought plucked out of what feels like a distant memory at this point as she looks at JJ rooting through a packet of Cheetos. 

“I played a lot of online Scrabble. With some girl named Cheeto Breath.” 

He follows her gaze to JJ standing in the galley, and when he looks back at her, he’s smiling at her like that again. In the way she’d thought of every day in those lonely months in Paris.  It’s the smile that made her write the letters that were tucked away in her nightstand. Letters addressed to him that she would never give him but couldn’t bring herself to throw away or burn. It was like a time capsule. The only physical evidence of how she felt about him that she’d ever be allowed to have, the only thing she’d ever allow herself to have. 

She swallows thickly, pushing back everything she wants to say but can’t, and she reaches for the paperwork in front of him, sliding half of it across the table towards herself. 

“I’ll help you,” she says, smiling at him, her emotions curling into a tight ball as they fall into her stomach, heavy and nauseating as they find a home she won’t let them escape from, “That way, when you get home, you can do bed time.” 

He nods, his eyebrows knitting together briefly before he smiles at her, “Thank you.” 

She looks down at the paperwork because it’s easier to look at it than at him, “Anytime.” 

___

Aaron,

You asked me today what I did whilst I was in Paris. I didn’t know how to tell you about the stack of letters in my bedside table that this will be added to in a few minutes, so I said something about online scrabble. 

JJ and I only played a handful of times. It was stupid and reckless, but it was the only way I felt connected to anything close to home. We didn’t care about the scores - although I won more times than she did. Usually, she just used it to tell me how you guys were doing. One word glimpses into the life I’d died to protect. 

Surviving 

Coping

Persevere

She got a triple word score for that one. 

Part of me wonders if I’ll ever feel like myself again or if the Emily Prentiss I used to be truly died on March 7th. I wish I knew the answer. I wish I could feel more like me again, or whoever I am now, because I miss how easy it all used to seem. 

I miss how you smiling at me like you did today never used to make my heart drop into my stomach. 

I miss so many things, but mostly, I think I miss what we could have been. 

Emily 

___

Her decision was made before she walked into the bank. 

She knew she couldn’t stay, that she couldn’t carry on walking through her old life like a ghost. It was suffocating, her lungs stuffed full of everything she couldn’t say or feel. 

She had to leave. She couldn’t stay here, couldn’t keep on pretending she was okay, couldn’t keep on acting as if watching Aaron with Beth wasn’t killing her. Like it wasn’t tearing her apart from the inside out watching him be happy with someone else. 

The worst part was she couldn’t even be mad about it, couldn’t even hate him because she loved him so damn much. She knew it was her fault, that she’d sunk back into herself. He’d tried, he’d been there, and he’d tried, but she couldn’t let him. She knew if she let him, if she gave in to what he wants, what she wants, that they’d be together. But she also knew she’d mess it up, that she wasn’t healed enough to be what he needed and deserved, to be what they both deserved, and that was the most heartbreaking thought of all. She’d rather still have him in her life in some way - as a friend and a confidant on another continent - than someone she’d broken. Someone she’d cut open on her sharp edges until he could no longer look at her, until she’d done what she always did and hurt the people the loves the most until they could no longer be around her.

She loved him, and because of that, she was letting him go. 

It doesn’t make it hurt any less when he smiles at her in that way when she makes fun of him for knowing his tell, or the way his voice sounds when he calls their breakfast plans a date. It’s like two parts of her life colliding - crashing into each other until there's nothing left of either of them. Broken pieces of who she was and who she could have been laying at her feet. 

Jack runs over to her at one point, his smile excited as he throws himself at her, telling her he misses her like she doesn’t know he’s about to miss her even more. She hugs him tightly and smiles as she listens to him talk about school and all the things he is learning. She smiles when he runs back over to Aaron and Beth, and she blows out a slow breath, shaking her head at herself when she realises she’s done it, the tell Aaron had jokingly mentioned to her forcing her to rub hard at her sternum. 

She sees the hesitation in Aaron’s eyes when she steps towards him to dance, her hand slipping into his as the team all take turns dancing with each other. It’s easy to forget that everyone is there with them, that Aaron’s girlfriend is nearby. It’s like it’s just the two of them, everything else fading away as she tries to commit this to memory. The feel of his hand in hers, the press of his palm against her back, the skip of his breath across her skin as he apologises in advance if he stands on her toes as if they don’t both know he’s excellent at this. It makes her ache, love and sorrow swirling in her gut in equal measure as they twirl together on the makeshift dance floor in Dave’s backyard. 

For a moment, she thinks he might kiss her, but he doesn’t. Both breaking her heart and making it swell as he reminds her that he’s a good man, that no matter how much he might want to, he won’t kiss her, won’t do anything other than squeeze her hand a little tighter as they dance together with his girlfriend just a few feet away. 

His cheek brushes hers and she sucks in a breath, letting the moment drag out around her. A lifetime of happiness and love stuffed into it as she imagines his cheek against hers in all kinds of moments - as they explore each other in his bed or hers. As they dance at a wedding where she’s the one in the white dress. As they look down at a child whose face she can’t picture, a face she’ll never get to know, Aaron’s face squished against hers as he tells her he’s proud of her.

She tells herself it’s enough. That a lifetime packed into a single second is enough for her. And it’s a lie that allows her to board a plane to London. 

___

Aaron,

In the first letter I ever wrote to you, I said that I think I might love you. Now I know I do, and I’ll always be sorry that it wasn’t enough to make me stay. 

Love,

Emily 

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My Aphverse Job Headcanons!!!

I shared this on stars discord but you all can have it now cause it was a hit there lmfao

Here are my job ideas for mystreet in my brain except it's still HEAVILY based off of mcd like my street should have been.

Feel free to ask for clarification id be happy to give.

Aphmau: Carpenter

Garroth: his job journey has been complicated (and hopefully the only one I'm gonna go this in detail on) because he spent his entire life not even having to consider what he was going to do because well... from birth he was set to take over Gartes position as soon as he decided to retire. Garte will just keep paying for his life until that point, and it's not until like... more than halfway through him working to get the necessary degrees for something he has no passion for and is learning that he kinda hates doing that he realizes he DOES NOT want to do that, the basically isolating hours and work that just frustrates him but he's in to deep.. he finishes his degrees but Garte ever the workaholic still has no plan to retire so garroth is just left coasting for a while but he's so social and everyone around him had full time jobs and he gets one literally to just have something to do cause he is going stir crazy, probably some kind of security detail for like big public events just waiting to be called away to take over his dad's company, of course he eventually learns that he's allowed to choose a job for himself but mostly through like... talking to his friends, and I can really see him experimenting for a while before he lands on *drum roll* firefighting! But he still hasn't told his dad he's not taking over the company, he's incredibly terrified of that conversation and is just hoping Garte will die before retiring zane would probably love to take it over anyway, so who Is garroth really hurting?

Laurence:controversial, mayhaps but I see him being a barista at like a genuine Italian mom and pop Cafe, he's probably the Rank just below owner to lmfaoo they want to give it to him when they retire lol.

Dante: probably a personal trainer lol.

Katelyn boxing instructor probably rivals with Nicole.

Nana: Probably runs and owns a bakery.

Zane: honestly probably unemployed. The only job he really wants is his dad's, he eventually becomes the vice president because his dad is still ceo but he gets REALLY moody about it for a while because his garroth is still the planned heir (he gets the job in the end when Garte probably forcefully is retired and garroth won't take up the mantle)

Vlayd: when he was backpacking around the world he probably was making vlogs and content about it, not really as a job but just because but he got popular so he made decent money. Now he's probably like a meditation teacher or smthn like that lol work he can do while going anywhere he wants.

Cadenza: Has her own fashion line that is wildly gaining popularity

Gene: Nightclub owner, he really only does well in position where he's in charge.

Zenix: Bar work / Security at the night club, he likes how there's constant stimulation, and how he gets a. Excuse to rough troublemakers up.

Sasha: Dj at the nightclub. She likes how she gets to control the mood in the club ans can see pretty much everything.

Travis: has a position in his fathers company. He hates it but like Garroth it's what he was raised to do and he was given a job in the company immeaditly instead of just waiting until he got to run it.

Zoey: was a very influential chemist, but was let go due to some corruption in the higher ups and her speaking against it. She works in childcare now mostly as a hobby.

Blaze: Same as Dante but he's wildly more popular

Aaron: would have been in a situation similar to Travis and Garroth, except he basically went off the grid as soon as he was old enough his parents couldn't stop him, he became a firewatcher (people in watch towers in national parks) that's how he met his wife, who sadly passes in childbirth (that's right single dad Aaron in this because I can and I said so. I said it was heavily based on not 100% accurate) he moved back into the city cause, well... the woods are no place to raise a baby. He probably does freelance remote computer work now

Daniel: I don't think he shows up in mcd so it's based on pdh lol, I have no reasoning for this but I love the idea of him as a daycare teacher. Apron and everything.

Jeffory: works in Gartes company. He's not that into it, but it pays well enough that he can basically work part time to spend more time with Abby and still have a fairly cushy life with her.

Dottie: probably one of Kayelyns employees lol.

Nicole: has her own Boxing business not in on the rivalry idea, thinks they should team up lmfao.

Lucinda: Owns a witchy shop lol, basic I know but come on. Crystals, tarot, incense, the whole nine yards. She's also a nepo baby lol, she does NOT have to run this shop her dad would pay for her whole life but Lucinda enjoys workings and being self sufficient.

Brendan: works for Aphmau as a Carpenter.

Emmalyn: Librarian. Yeah i... yeah lol

Kiki: Runs a animal sanctuary. For both exotic and typical animals, teams up with the bakery and Cafe to host mass adoption events for her rehabilitated animals.

(And that's all the people I can remember to add rn whoops)

[anjaelle]

I have a neutral opinion about ATJ's wife(I don't like her, but I don't hate her either) because of the stuff that is surrounding her. I get why people dislike her(I would've dislike her too), it's just there are other people on here and other social media platforms who are being really ageist about her by calling her an old b**** and other terms. I just find the behavior of people calling her ageist names insane and rude. I won't defend celebrities that I have a neutral or negative opinion about. I made a post about it about two weeks ago, and I was afraid that people would react to it negatively and attack me or block me for making that post and being neutral. Everyone is entitled their own opinions.

I agree wholeheartedly.

Unlike a lot of people, when I think/talk about Aaron, I rarely (if ever) think about Sam. Because I’ve had like 10+ years to get used to it all, and the people who bring her up constantly seem to have just found out who she was within the last few years.

That being said…

Of all the things to roast Sam about (if you’re gonna roast her), her age is at the bottom of the list because 1) It’s out of her control. We’re all gonna be her age someday (Universe-willing), 2) It kind of implies that people are less upset about the grooming and more upset that a man they’re attracted to is with a woman deemed “unworthy” of him because she’s not young and conventionally attractive. And that becomes plainly obvious when people run to their IG comments to bash her every time he makes the mistake of posting her without turning his comments off.

High key the uptick in bashing is why he doesn’t talk to us on Social Media like he used to in the early-mid 10s (IYKYK).

[kairiscorner]

HI PO ULIT!!!! 🫶🫶

ang galing nyo po talaga magsulat lagi akong natutuwa HAAHAHAHA

not a request po (yet hehehe), pero ask ko lang po, who do u think the atsv characters would be if nasa like regency fantasy au sila?? may kingdoms elves ganunn HAHAHA

un lang po, ok lang po kung wala kayong maisip question ko lang din HAHAHAHA

Thank u po, have a great day!!! 🫶🫶🫶

-🫶 anon

HI 🫶ANON :DDD omg kaaaaa ang cute ng idea <:) OKOK soooo here's what i think our atsv babes would be in a fantasy au !! (do be warned, i am not that well-versed in fantasy aus so i'm sorry if i repeat too many roles 😭😭😭)

atsv characters in a fantasy au

miles (earth 1610 - young wizard, formerly wizard's apprentice)

ok, i like to think that our boy here happened upon peter b in a time when magic was hardly practiced the right way anymore (think of the world of onward for example, where they rely on modern day inventions and less on magic to get by) and it was considered a dangerous discipline to practice so only few have mastered it and know how to use it.

miles would've, in my mind, been gifted with magic even if no one in his family for centuries have been magic users or whatever else related to magic, but his uncle aaron and dad used to dabble in some dark magic as young boys so that kinda fits in with the spider man parallels and also lowkey would introduce miles to the world of magic maybe if he went through their old stuff and found out they dabbled in that stuff? (idk i'm just mad delulu)

since magic was kinda banned he didn't really have any interest in it until signs of him being a natural magic user came to light and he started freaking out because magic isn't allowed n stuff so he tries his hardest not to let it show.

when he met peter b, he was taught how to keep the magic in control while also using it for good and not harming others :DD then he realizes that magic is only evil when you make it evil, hence he becomes less anxious about his powers and learns to use them right and accept himself.

his alignment would be lawful and/or neutral good i think

miles (earth 42 - bandit and mage)

ok so since 42 miles is pretty much a stark contrast to 1610 miles, i like to think that in this miles' universe, he was never born with any abilities and was like the rest of his family.

his uncle aaron and dad still dabbled in some dark magic as young boys, so when his dad died, his uncle aaron taught him how to use dark magic properly and how to be a mage.

he used the dark magic to become a bandit, hence his role, and he uses everything he steals for his mom's like healing........ fantasy place....... WHAT IS IT CALLED I'M SORRY 😭😭😭 but yeah, he's kind of true neutral imo, he's not particularly evil nor is he particularly good, he's in very in-between about it all.

gwen stacy (female knight, formerly bandit)

ok so gwen formerly being a bandit would kind of be like, she didn't steal from innocent people, she was more of a vigilante robin hood figure that 'stole from the rich and gave back to the poor' kinda deal.

she wouldn't be too fond of the guards in their homeland :(

she became a female knight when she joined the elite force led by miguel and became one of their greatest warriors n stuff and she quit being a bandit, but a part of her longs to be helping people in a more free and less strict way.

their job is to hunt down and stop wizards and active magic users even though a lot of people are pushing for them to be part of society again, and she hates having to stop them because they all mean well anyway and not all of them are evil ok >:(

she'd probably be neutral good/lawful neutral

pavitr prabhakar (male elf and knight)

oh he'd be a trickster, a fun one to have in your party. he'd be a mischievous elf that can outsmart you in any fight.

he just recently joined the ranks of miguel's elite force and is one of their craftiest ones, he can make a friend out of any enemy, his charisma is THROUGH THE ROOF

he and hobie are a dynamic duo together !!

he'd be...... chaotic good :>

hobie brown (bard and rogue ex-knight turned bandit)

he was a bard and a bandit ever since, just like gwen, he disliked the guards in his homeland for their crappy treatment of the poor and havenots, so he does their job for them and steals from the corrupt rich and gives back to the poor.

he took in gwen when she ran away from her homeland, and from one bandit to another, he taught her more efficient tricks at foraging and a little bit of stealth.

when he joined miguel's elite force, he really didn't feel right about it since the minute he joined. he had avoided them for the longest time and decided this place wasn't for him way before miles tried joining.

he's chaotic good/neutral >:)

miguel o'hara (ex-wizard and now commander of an elite force of multiversal guards)

okkkk lore dump: miggy used to be a self-made wizard who came from the very distant future of 2099 when magic was slowly being integrated back into the system along with technology. he was a very powerful wizard, but it was magic that killed his daughter when he opened a mystic portal that took him to a timeline where he was happy and had a daughter, but that whole timeline got erased because he wasn't supposed to be there, yadda yadda yadda, and so he abandoned magic in favor of technology because no magic could resurrect his daughter from the dead. what he could do now was assemble a bunch of elite knights that would protect the multiverse from magic users who posed as threats.

he still has magic in his veins and he hates himself for it :(

when he met miles and tried to explain how magic is evil, and miles defending himself and his powers, claiming magic is only evil when you use it for evil--he fucking broke down inside because he knew that what he did wasn't supposed to be done.

he's lawful/neutral good (or thinks of himself as, well tbh he doesn't fall in any of these categories tbh..........? he just does what has to be done.)

peter b parker (magician who's also a mentor, formerly a wizard)

now peter b was a magician after his wizard career, it was because he was a wizard that he and mj split up, with him wanting to prove to the world that magic wasn't evil and he could help change that but mj couldn't believe in him and wanted him to change his view on it.

he hated magic for ruining his relationship with mj, but when he met miles and taught him how to use his magic for good, he was so glad to know he was right through miles, his best and only student.

he stopped being a wizard though because he wanted to have a family with mj when she took him back, and now, he just practices like party magic for kids (he feels offended bc it ain't real magic, but it pays well in their world, surprisingly)

he's be.......... neutral good ig (idk)

[majingojira]

So I read your post and all I have to say is no. No. No. No. NO. NO!

Sjbattleangel and Samasmith23 are not nor ever have been motivated by "righteous malice" or any of that nonsense! All they ever wanted was for you and your friends to do better!

Those posts made by HellYeahHeroes, Ubernegro and others were ALWAYS wrong and so was Nostalgia Critic and Mr. Plinkett in encouraging that sort of behaviour! AVGN and Linkara have long apologised for this sort behaviour and strived to do better. The worst Linkara ever did was call Joe Quesada a "moron", "dickhead" and "hack" but now he realized how out of line he was and, like I said, has APOLOGIZED for it. As for the MANY false equivalences: The way HellYeahHeroes, Ubernegro, Farsight-The-Chad and TheFemaleFury treat creators and the way Linkara goes after-let's say-Frank Miller and Gary Brodsky are two completely different things: 1) Miller and Brodsky are ACTUAL loud and proud misogynistic bigots who deserve Linkara's tongue-lashing! 2) Tynion, Snyder, Williamson, Slott, Cates, Hickman, Aaron and others are NOT "hacks", "bigots", "TERFs", "eugenists", "misogynists", "perverts", "fascist sympathizers", "closeted Neo-Nazis", ect. Especially when there's ZERO evidence to prove otherwise! HellYeahHeroes, Ubernegro and others have every right dislike their work, every right to be angry but to spread misinformation about them and attack them as people is, was, and always has been wrong!

Just because something was once acceptable, doesn't make it right!

Also, hyperbolic attacks against these creators ISN'T the same as MST3K 's snarky jokes towards B-Movie filmmakers!

"Don't make my friends apologise for being toxic because it distresses them!" So you constantly move the goalposts, deliberately turn a blind eye to actual evidence of their toxicity towards creators, always making excuses for them. There are words for that: Complicity and enabling. Is this the community you want? Are these the people you'll happily defend just because you happen to share the same beliefs? If they ever enact out hurting any of these creators due to some twisted sense of justice for fictional characters, how will you defend them then? Sjbattleangel was right. You, HellYeahHeroes, Ubernegro, Farsight-the-chad and the others are no better then the far-right hate mongers of Comicsgate and The Fandom Menace.

Enjoy the community you made.

Looks like you exploded, must have hit a nerve.

For someone who is trying to defend people to make it appear as though they aren't full of Righteous Malice, you sure are expressing a lot of it yourself on your self righteous proclamations. Like, your rant does more to damn you and your allies than anything I've said about them.

Me, I personally have an apology I waiting to the appropriate parties, and I am not a person who demands personal control over every acquaintance and their choices. You, however, demand it of any and all that you see. By what right do you do so? How much damage will you do in your pursuit?

I also know that I can be a complete tool. You, however, have done no self reflection for someone so sheeted in righteousness.

You can do no wrong, because you don't truly know what it is.

Or, to paraphrase another great writer:

"You can't call yourself the good guys and do bad guy things!"

Remember when SJW battle angel tried to weaponize another group when the creator was trying to take a break but wouldn't back down? I do. It was hilarious.

Your call for justice is shallow and superficial.

I mean, you are so full of yourself that you failed to realize that Linkara hasn't scaled back that far, he scaled back even further, limiting himself to the behaviors rather than the people 99% of the time. The other counterarguments are equally ignorant.

Hell, your reading comprehension is so poor you failed to understand that the core of the points we've been trying to make are the thing you think is a moved goal post.

HYH not talking about this stuff anymore for mental health reasons. Do demand an apology out of them now is a dick move. If they change their mind, then you may proceed -- once they start up again.

Once upon a time, you could have talked to us about the subject and gotten defenses or apologies for recent, active behavior.

But the statute of limitations ran out.

No, really, if you wanted to view any of what we said as libelous, the statue of limitations on it are one year, and (IIRC) only the affected party could file suit.

But that's just the legal take on it. And what are uncontroversial laws in the face of self righteous internet jackasses like you?

That's the difference between us.

I know I can be a monster. A long winded, condescending jackass who uses his higher than average intelligence as a cudgel and barrier against criticism. It's gotten me in hot water before.

And I've had to eat crow more than once.

While you think your farts smell like roses based on what you've been doing here.

That you devolve into Slippery Slope reasoning based on talk that hasn't been engaged in for several years is telling! How can they go down a path they are no longer on?! It only shows the depths you have gone to justify harassment.

Belated harassment at that.

Like, it just goes to show your incompetence that it took you this long to react.

"You are no better than far right hate mongers!"

Oh, really? That just tells me you never actually dealt with any of them directly.

Me? I've been fighting Creationists and Anti Abortion activists online and IN PERSON for over 2 decades now. You would shrivel up and die if you were exposed to half of the horrors I've endured.

Personally, I find it amusing that your crusade devolves into such blatantly bad logic. I particularly it funny that you want to go after me as if I had some control over other people.

"But you still hang out with them!"

You've never hung out with people who had different opinions than your own? Who you never disagreed with?

No wonder you are so brittle. You lack flexibility.

[ashpkat]

- so random but i think he would have a plethora of ear piercings. just. all of them that he can fit. he likes the way they jingle and the way they look on him (tamara or maybe gwenda does the piercings and jasper helps pick out the jewelry). but also on the other hand, i don’t think he would have any ears piercings. at all. for me, i have five facial piercings and have no issue with the way they feel on my face — in fact, i don’t feel them at all. sometimes i become conscious of my lip ring and fidget with it, but i have no issue with the way it feels. but when it comes to ear piercings, it’s a sensory nightmare. i hate having jewelry in my ears, especially a lot of it, and i also headcanon that call has some sensory issues so…. either he has a ton or he has none, it depends on my thinking for the day.

- he stopped growing around fifteen — whether it just be genetics or the fact his growth was severely stunted with shitty panopticon food he refused to eat — and has had the same pair of converse since then, he’s never grown out of them because of it. he draws on them. he tapes them. he reattaches the soles with floss. he wore them to the destruction of the golden tower and they survived. he refuses to get a new pair just to piss jasper off

- he can play the guitar or really any stringed instrument if he sits down and takes the time to learn (which he probably won’t, boy has some serious attention issues. maybe AuDHD). he has good hand eye coordination !!

- he went through a long hair phase at one point post canon (adjacent because FUCK CANON calron is canon and alastair never became an air devoured for the “plot”)

- mobility aid call. please let this boy have some break from his suffering he deserves a mobility aid AT LEAST

- he likes to wear bulky bracelets during the summer because A) aaron said it looked good on him (and call ignored when tamara said he looked emo) and B) he misses the feeling of his cuff on his wrist and knows alastair doesnt like him wearing it around the house

- probably classified as the town cryptid. weird things happen to the people who piss him off, like a tire suddenly becoming flat (he drained the air out of it and/or slashed it with miri), their soles melting into the concrete (your honor, he was just being a little shit), they’ll trip over air (call has good control over his air magic and WILL use it to bestow karma to his bullies), and or things will magically fall off shelves and onto their heads, probably giving the fuckers a mild concussion (going to be honest with you, that one was all aaron. he’s more physical in his violence)

- (this one is an edit that i forgot to add) call is the shortest out of the trio. i know tamara CANONICALLY is and call and aaron were CANONICALLY the same height as of TBK, but i am choosing to ignore that. he is the shortest by half an inch.

i saw this post in the midst of doodling so it’s not as long as i would like but here it is 🙏🙏🙏 i’ll add some more later!

What headcanons do you guys have for Call?

[thewitchandtheassassin]

Hidden Sparks (Kate Bishop x Reader)

Summary: Kate has had enough.

Words: 1347

Warnings: Language, the team being kinda judgy.

A/N: First story for Kate. We’ll see how I feel about her after this.

Taglist: @natasharomanoffswife​ @natasha-danvers​ @aaron-despair​ @username23345 @xjiasx​ @nowthisisliving27 @higherfurther-romanova​ @summergeezburr @imnotasuperhero @miscmarvelwritings @captain-josslett @onlyafewfindtheway @hayleyokami @b-5by5  @evilcr0ne​  @everything201197​  @lostandsearching​ @marvels-writings​​

-X-

Becoming an apprentice with the Avengers – with the Hawkeye – had been Kate’s dream for longer than she was willing to acknowledge

(Because, you know, she wasn’t a creep, they were just all so super impressive and to train with the man himself? It wouldn’t look good to tell him she often dreamed about him. Not in a weird way! But getting to learn from him and everyone else. Not that he wasn’t handsome! But he wasn’t her type. And…wow, she even rambled in her brain. That’s sad.)

“Yes, you do,” Wanda joked as she passed her a plate of food, bringing Kate back into the present. “Quite loudly, in fact.”

Kate’s face went hot, staring at the delicious meal and wishing it would swallow her whole or become a portal to another planet. Whichever was the fastest option to wipe away her embarrassment.

“Be glad (Y/N) cannot read minds or your little secret would be out already.” Wanda’s tone remained teasing but the affectionate undercurrent was obvious as she chuckled at Kate’s pained groan, her powers sliding the plate away seconds before the younger woman’s head hit the counter with an audible thump.

“How long have you known?” Kate’s question was muffled but Wanda heard it clear as day.

“Since your first day at the Compound. Clint was showing you around. She exploded the punching bag in the training room and -”

“Oh god, please stop.” Kate could easily remember what thought had crossed her mind at the overly attractive display. She didn’t need the pretty, sweet witch repeating her thoughts. Especially out loud.

Wanda smirked. What Kate didn’t know was that your little display of power had been a complete accident. You’d been distracted by her appearance and lost control for a split second, sending your heated fist through the material like it was nothing.

It was also the reason you were under orders to stay away from the new apprentice. The amount of distrust directed at you by most of the team was disheartening. Wanda had once been in your shoes and she hated how little you were given still.

“Don’t give up on her,” Wanda advised after a moment of silence, voice softening noticeably.

“She hates me,” Kate whined. “I’ve been training with everyone for months except her. The longest conversation we’ve ever had was her asking if I was going up or down in the elevator, pressing the button, and then leaving to take the stairs. Like, who does that? We were going to the same floor!”

Wanda sighed heavily and Kate’s head rose, brow arching as she scrutinized the youngest Avenger.

“What was that? What do you know?” Kate inquired deliberately, gaze narrowing into a pointed stare. If there was something she didn’t know, she deserved to be in on the secret. Especially if it involved her.

Glancing away, the Sokovian chewed her lip as she considered her options. Telling Kate could be disastrous but she hated how badly the team treated you, isolating you despite the expectation that you were supposed to have their backs if something were to happen. The only person who truly spent any time with you was Bucky, which only served to garner more scrutiny from the others – aside from herself and Steve.

“Seriously, Wanda, do you know why she runs away from me like I have the bubonic plague or something? Did I do something? Or offend her? Because I know I talk a lot and I don’t always think before I speak but I never meant to upset her,” Kate babbled, her hands flailing as she grew more animated and concerned. “If you know, then maybe I can apologize for it…”

A calming hand wrapped around Kate’s wrist and Wanda squeezed reassuringly. “It wasn’t you, Kate.”

Freezing, the younger woman peered up in confusion at the redhead. “Then why?”

“Clint told her to stay away from you. Both he and Natasha threatened to speak with Fury about kicking her from the program if she dared to venture too close to you. The others either backed the threat or kept quiet, so now she –”

“What?!” Kate trembled with fury at the thought of you so lonely and defeated, staying away from her to keep your place among the Avengers. “Are you serious? And no one stopped this? Even you?”

Bowing her head shamefully, Wanda released her quaking wrist and clasped her hands together, fingers caressing her thumb ring. “I was in her shoes not too long ago. If it wasn’t for Vision, they would probably still look at me the same. I tried asking Vis to help her but he said she was too dangerous. I try but there isn’t much I can do. Her friendship with Bucky has only made her seem less than favorable in their eyes, but they have an understanding.”

Shoving up from the table, Kate’s body vibrated with unbridled anger as it washed over her in never-ending waves. She wanted to be furious with the chagrined witch but she couldn’t blame her for the position she’d been forced into.

She could blame everyone else though.

-X-

It didn’t take much to find Clint sparring on the mats with Natasha, briefly spotting you tucked in the corner of the room with the fireproofed punching bag Banner had crafted. It was apparent you’d seen her but you couldn’t escape without passing her, which kept you essentially trapped for the impending show.

Good.

“Morning, Bishop,” Natasha greeted, her smile fading at the stern expression the younger woman wore, reminding her vaguely of Yelena. “What’s wrong?”

“You two have some nerve,” Kate snarled, glancing between the former assassins expectantly. “I will have you both know that I am not a child and you have no right to threaten someone away from me! Yes, I’m younger and you seem to think I’m a naïve kid but you never should’ve endangered (Y/N)’s place on this team. She’s saved both of your asses so many times – and that’s just what I’ve seen! That’s really shitty and honestly, I had expected better from you.”

Clint’s cheeks went red while Natasha glanced away, unaccustomed to such passionate dressing-downs from someone other than Fury.

“I had to find out from someone else why she hides from me! I thought it was something I had done, but no. It was you. All of you. You trust her to keep you alive, so maybe you should trust her to be a part of this team! God!” she shouted, shaking her head in absolute disgust. “The next person I’m scheduled to train with better be (Y/N) or so help me, you’ll really find out how good my shot is now.”

Nodding his head meekly, Kate could see the silent apology shining in his eyes – the same look he often offered his children when he broke another promise – but she wasn’t the person he should be apologizing to and they both knew it.

Stomping over to you, still tucked awkwardly in the corner, Kate stopped inches from you. Arms crossed and a fire in her eye, you stared fearfully at her, awaiting her wrath.

“And you! You should’ve told me about all of this nonsense.” Her features softened slightly, gaze tracing the quiver of your lips and the worry glistening in your eyes. “You’re going to make this up to me. Starting with a date to that fancy ice cream shop a few blocks away. Understood?”

You nodded dumbly. “R-right now?”

Her silence was deafening as she playfully considered her answer. “Yes. Right now. Go shower and I’ll see you in the living room in an hour. Deal?”

“Uh huh,” you mumbled, wiping away the sweat lingering at your brow. “I’ll uh… go do that.”

Scrambling out of the room, you refused to look at the assassins as you stalked past. You couldn’t bear to see the judgment in their eyes anymore, knowing they’d probably kill you if the situation was different. But you also couldn’t stop grinning, a little bounce added to your steps as you realized something spectacular.

You had a date.

[spokspsps]

okay so heres like all the things im going insane about in atsv its so disorganized im so sorry

spoilers for atsv

okay first off the mass amounts of color symbolism is insane

the fight with gwen and her dad where the color backgrounds kept switching to more and more contrasting colors to show that they were getting further and further apart emotionally the one part where gwen talks about her identity and how she has to hide it while acting fine WITH THE TRANS COLOR??? shes trans theyre all trans during the fight when the color backgrounds get closer and closer in shade to each other and then as everything falls apart again the background starts melting like watercolors its insane im going insane

and the clear color difference between earth42 and earth1610 is so amazing

earth42 is clearly more focused on purple and greens and theyre also even shaded differently too, earth1610 is shaded with halftone dots and colorful tones while earth42 focuses primarily on single colors with single directional hatching and comic book style shading (shading with straight up black rather than darker hues)

the fact that 42miles probably knows more spanish than 1610miles because he got closer with his mom after his dad died is heartbreaking

seeing the growth that miles has made in his 1 year, outsmarting literally the entire spidersociety with his plans and even beating some of them in combat its INSANE he's grown so much and while he's still a child he's also clearly grown and he knows his potential and worth

everyone has realistic motives that i can understand the reasoning behind and i also dont get the hate behind gwen she's just 15-16 and her only parental figure has just rejected her–of course she's going to follow miguel and jessica at first and then struggle with rejecting their ideals to support miles OF COURSE she is SHE'S A CHILD

i understand miguel's goals of the greater good but at the same time his need for control after losing all of it with the second universe clouds his judgement so intensely that he blames miles for all of it (also i noticed peter b parker was in miguel's second universe while it was collapsing???)

they both (miguel and miles) want to save people but they're going about it with different philosophies and i think it's because miguel has lost his way with what being spiderman really means

being spiderman means knowing ur not gonna be able to save everyone but still trying to save everyone anyways, and that's what miles embodies he knows he might not be able to save his dad but he wants to try anyways because if he just stood back and let it happen then there was everything he could've done and nothing he did do

miguel has forgotten in his grief that being spiderman means breaking conventional rules, never giving up nobody who tells you to and it's incredibly sad (and also kind of funny to see this like 50yo man send a manhunt for a 15yo teenager for not wanting his dad to die)

i think spiderman personally as the most human superhero purely because he's meant to a person anybody can imagine themselves as and people really can with the amount of different people, genders, ethnicities, etc you see in atsv!! the point of spiderman is to never give up and to always save people and although miguel intends to do those, he has given up on saving people in favor of what he would call "the greater good"

also the spot? i may be interpreting this wrong but i feel he's almost a parallel to miles

get your powers accidentally and not according to "canon events"

lose everything (miles, uncle aaron and the spot, like legitimately everything)

get new powers that you have no idea how to control and need to try and adapt to your life style

become incredibly powerful by learning to recognize your own potential and strength (as seen with miles' plan during the spidersociety chase and spot with the whole,, jesus fucking christ)

the difference between them is that miles recognized his potential and gained confidence through the support that he got from his dad saying that he will support him no matter what because he knows that miles can do it

meanwhile the spot got it specifically because the spiderpeople underestimated him, all making fun of him at first and even calling him "villain of the week" (or weak? i thought it was weak at first) and so he gets more powerful through spite, through the need to prove that he can be something despite having lost everything

and it's interesting to see how that also relates to miguel in a way

both losing quite literally everything and developing an intense and visceral need to control and dominate (men.) its amazing to see it

i might have more later but this is it rn

[whoreslovehotch]

I will never leave you.

warnings: talk of pregnancy, pregnancy scare, infertility, a little bit of swearing

a/n: i cried writing this because i have a very high chance of not being able to have kids in the future and all i want is to be a mother one day so this hit a little close to home. anyways i hope u guys enjoy this:,) (i lost motivation half way through this so im very sorry for the bad writing)

notes: reader thinks shes pregnant but when she goes to the doctor they inform her of something that she thinks will make Aaron hate her.

Walking out of that bathroom you felt drunk, not in a good way either, you felt like the world was spinning and like you would pass out at any second. 

You and Aaron had been together for 8 months, you had moved in with him and jack already and become this little family with the perfect routines. You and Aaron weren’t the most cautious when it came to sex but you were on birth control so you assumed you were fine from the pregnancy scares, but boy were you wrong.

One day while you were home alone, jack being at school and Aaron being at work you decided to do a major clean around the house. Two hours into cleaning you had thrown up. You, being the over-thinker that you are started counting days since your last period. Finding out that you had missed your period by two weeks, were throwing up, and the smell of the cleaning products had been making you sick to your stomach was what led you to put on your shoes and grab your keys and make a b-line for the closest pharmacy, you needed a pregnancy test and you needed it now. You only bought one, thinking that you would go to the doctor for extra confirmation if it was positive. Walking back into the house you dropped everything by the door and ran upstairs to the master bathroom with your phone in one hand and the test in the other. 

The timer on your phone had fifteen seconds left on it and to say you were terrified would be an understatement. If it was negative then that’s awesome, that’s a weight off your shoulders. If it was positive then that’s a huge conversation you have to have with Aaron, you guys haven’t talked about that stuff yet. But to be fair you didn’t think you would end up pregnant. The timer went off and you raced to flip the test over, looking at the double lines on the test you were terrified.

Picking your things up and walking out of the room you felt drunk, not a good in a good way either. You felt like the world was spinning and like you would pass out at any second. You walked over to your bed and sat down, this was too much right now. You knew  you couldn’t tell Aaron, you needed to make sure everything was alright. After calling the doctor you set an alarm for your appointment for tomorrow at 9 a.m. Luckily Jack and Aaron would be gone by then so no one would know. You checked the time and saw that you would have to go pick up jack soon, so you hid the test, grabbed you purse, and left the house.

After picking Jack up you and the little boy both decided to bring his dad some Starbucks. You both knew Aaron doesn’t love having Starbucks with him around the office but sometimes he needed the pick-me up. 

After about a half an hour you and jack left to go home, picking up dinner on the way because Aaron was leaving right after you guys. Eating dinner with the Hotchner boys was so wholesome, and every time the thought of a baby popped in your head you shook it out, you didn’t even know if Hotch wanted more kids.

After dinner you gave Jack a bath and tucked him into bed, you following that path right after. You and Aaron got in bed and were almost instantly asleep because of how exhausted you both were.

You woke up the next morning to an empty bed and a note on the bedside table that Aaron brought jack to school and that he would be home around 2 p.m. That was really early so you were surprised but you weren’t complaining, more time to talk about the baby. Looking at the time you realized you slept through your alarm and had to be at the doctors in thirty minutes. Rushing out the door you made it just in time for them to call your name, walking into the  room you explained the situation as the doctor got ready to do a test. 

You weren’t pregnant, in fact you would never be pregnant. You had a genetic condition resulting in complete infertility, not even a chance of pregnancy. Leaving the doctors office and driving home was a blur. Aaron adored his kid and might want more. (plus the breeding kink sure says a lot about his thoughts on babies) What if he wanted another kid? He would leave you, find another women who’s not infertile, you would never see him or jack again. Would you be able to live like that?

Aaron walked into the house and found you wrapped in a blanket with tear stains on your cheeks. Hotch was immediately concerned. Rushing over to hold you. You explained to Aaron that you were infertile and that you would completely understand if her hated you, or if he wanted to split up, or if he wanted you out of the house right then and there. The things you told him hurt him, his heart hurt at you thinking he would ever hate you, especially for something like that. Yes maybe he thought about having another kid but he was perfectly happy with his family now, there was no demand for another kid one day. If down the line you guys really wanted another kid there were other ways to do so, and you guys would make it happen if you both wanted. You hugged Aaron, so relieved he didn’t hate you. “I will never leave you” were his most comforting words in that conversation, the sincerity in his voice reassured you that you guys would be okay.

You both went to pick Jack up from school and went out for food, you all deserved it. You all enjoyed the food and then went home, all falling asleep cuddling on the couch.

You were happy with your little family, and you didn’t need to have another kid because you guys were perfect like this. But hey, at least Aaron doesn’t have to buy you birth control anymore.

[effei-s]

anderson and his paradox:

about the duality of a man.

(aka see me rambling in this 1500-words long essay about how much i love him)

the first half of his paradox: he’s more than capable of love. i would even dare to say that love is a driving force behind 99% of his actions.

let’s look at examples:

adam’s mom (aurora):

i’ve said it before, i’ll say it again: he worshiped the ground she walked on. it’s a fact. it’s what adam said about him in unravel me: i know he loved my mom. it was always her, everything was about her.

her death was probably the worst thing that happened to him, the loss that made him truly suffer, hence him constantly talking about how he wants to shield warner from it. that whole thing with lena is not about control itself, it’s about warner not making his own mistakes. there’s a genuine desire to protect there.

evie:

considering how little information is given about them it’s honestly amazing how much there lies between the lines (can mafi write everything the way she’s written them, please?).

they’re the perfect example of my favourite type of soulmates. he’s actually second worst person on this planet, because first place is already taken by her. there’s no one who knows him better then her (she knew about adam = she knew about aurora). there’s no one who understands him better than her (them being two vital parts of the RE from the very beginning). it doesn’t matter how much they fight, he trusts her with his life no questions asked: he comes to her before ignite me and asks her to make him immortal. considering evie’s words in defy me about how she was ready to kill him for trying to kill juliette in unravel me it was very risky of him (because if there’s one person that could slit open his throat and kill him for good, because he let his guard down, it would be evie). he trusts her to do her job and has no doubts about her capability to succeed. his first reaction to her death is ‘what? it can’t be real!’ because evie for him is almost untouchable entity ‘if they couldn’t hurt me, they sure as hell won’t be able to hurt her’. when he realizes that it’s true he’s terrified.

and anderson doesn’t do terrified.

/i really don’t know what can scream LOVE louder than this/

warner:

we can’t not talk about warner here.

warner betrays him and he still saves warner life. you need to remember that the only reason why warner is still alive in defy me, after he committed treason, is because anderson protects him.

by that time in restore me/defy me anderson, who technically lost his position as a supreme, still managed to save warner’s life /because he’s cool like that/.

“I had to call in a number of favors to have you transported here unharmed. The council was going to vote to have you executed for treason, and I was able to convince them otherwise.”

even evie doesn’t dare to fuck with warner because she knows anderson will come at them with the wrath of god.

“If Aaron were anyone else’s son,” she says, “I would’ve had him executed. I’d have him executed right now, if I could. Unfortunately, I alone do not have the authority.”

anyone else’s son.

so yeah the problem here is not that warner is one of the heirs of the RE. the problem here is that he’s anderson’s son.

plus his entire conflict with juliette is rooted in the fact that she

a) tried to hurt warner

unravel me:

I cannot allow him to protect a person who has attempted to kill him.

restore me:

The monster we’ve bred has tried to kill my own son.

b) tried to take warner from him.

restore me:

Worse, she’s become a distraction for Aaron. He’s become—in a toxic turn of events—impossibly drawn to her, with no apparent regard for his own safety. I have no idea what she’s done to his mind.

and then in imagine me he declines warner’s offer.

“You would be willing to sacrifice yourself—your youth and your health and your entire life—to let that damaged, deranged girl continue to walk the earth? Do you even understand what you’re saying? You have every opportunity—all the potential—and you’d be willing to throw it all away? In exchange for what?Do you even know the kind of life to which you’d be sentencing yourself ?”

/i dare you to tell me he didn’t love warner, i dare you/

juliette:

as a cherry on top, there’s juliette, of course.

when we’re talking about hate we’re talking about juliette, no questions asked. i truly believe that his hatred for her was stronger than his love for aurora and evie combined. and still what brings him down for good is not hate for her but adoration of her (oh irony, my irony).

after 12 years of hatred, after 12 years of her being ‘the bane of his existence’, he still ended up spending his dying breath to make sure she will be safe.

“I ordered you to remain silent,” he says, glancing back at her. “And I am now ordering you to remain safe, at all costs. Do you hear me, Juliette? Do y—”

“Kill them,” Anderson gasps, blood staining the edges of his lips. “Kill them all. Kill anyone who stands in your way.”

just like defy-me warner, imagine-me juliette survives ONLY because of anderson.

he even apologized to her at one point.

“You know, I realize now that I’ve been too hard on you. I’ve put you through too much. Tested your loyalty perhaps too much. But you and I have a long history, Juliette. And it’s not easy for me to forgive. I certainly don’t forget.”

anderson??? admitting??? that??? what??? he??? did??? was??? wrong???

and not because he needs to get off the hook, but because he actually feels like it was too much???

ALERT THE MASSES, THE WORLD NEEDS TO HEAR ABOUT IT!!!

btw, do my eyes deceive me, or did this ‘not easy to forgive’ mean that he actually already FORGAVE her for trying to kill him?

anyhow if that wasn’t enough look at this:

“What could possibly go wrong?” Anderson asks. “She’s more powerful than any of them, and completely obedient to me. To us. To the movement. You all know as well as I do that she’s proven her loyalty again and again. She’d be able to capture them in a matter of minutes.”

do you see it?

it’s the same thing that happened with evie: no one here is strong enough to hurt her (oh, i can see some PROJECTIONS here happening).

it’s funny how the way Anderson acts is EXACTLY what I expected from Warner. he isn't just talking about how she can do anything, when moment comes he ACTS.

Anderson is guarding Juliette. The same Anderson who’s spent so much of his energy trying to murder her—is now standing in front of her with his arms out, guarding her with his life.

i’d still prefer for her or him to kill ibrahim but even without it... he says you can burn this place to the ground, I don’t care as long as you’re safe, he chooses her over not only the RE, he chooses her over WARNER.

/and you expect me not to ship this??? sure, jen, i’m not gonna/

conclusion number 1: yes, my beautiful people, everything Anderson does in one way or another tied to love.

the second half of his paradox: love doesn’t make him a better person, it doesn’t even make him fully human. you’d think that if person capable of such strong feelings there’s supposed to be something worth saving, just like castle’s said:

“Of course he’s a regular person, son. That’s exactly the point. We’re all just regular people, when you strip us down. There’s nothing to be afraid of when you look at Anderson; he’s just as human as you or me. Just as terrified. And I’m sure if he could go back and do his life over again, he’d make very different decisions.”

(castle is a fucking idiot, never listen to people like him or you’re gonna end up neck-deep in shit)

but at the end of the day anderson remains a fucking monster.

his love for aurora doesn’t stop him from marrying another woman and having a child with her because it’s the easiest way to social climb.

his love and devotion to evie and re (mostly evie, because evie is the reestablishment) doesn’t stop him from playing games with juliette and putting everything and everyone at risk just because he’s bored.

i won’t even start commenting on warner’s situation, because otherwise we’re gonna sit here for days and i’ll end up with 100k words essay about them.

and even his enamourment with juliette doesn’t actually protect her from his violent nature. even this perfect, absolutely perfect juliette still has to prove herself (cut off her finger to show her loyalty). it still very easy for him to hurt her.

conclusion number 2: him being in love, him caring about someone, him trusting someone doesn’t change his fundamental nature. he still remains a destructive force put into a human body.

he’s a fucking satan.

and that’s exactly why i love him.

[leia-imogen]

aaron & the family he's found all by himself; vol. 1 // vol. 2

( ft. the first meeting & the first family game night )

okay, rundown of his first meeting w the vixens!

the vixens don't really like the foxes. they cheer at their games and all, but outside of that, they mostly stick with the football players

bcs, well, the foxes are,, intimidating and most of the vixens don't get how or why katelyn started dating one

especially one half of the terrifying duo that is the twinyards. like these tiny blonde angst goblins have absolutely zero chill, and this is the backliner one, the one that shattered the nose of a dude basically twice his size

they may be short as fuck but they're scary, and the vixens are worried that he might break katelyn's heart

but katelyn's sure about aaron minyard, and when cleo softly asks, "is he worth it?" she knows her answer is a yes

savannah and the rest of the girls aren't convinced tho, so she asks aaron if he'll meet them for one of the afterparties they have after games

he agrees after seeing the hopeful look on her face

and surprise, surprise, it isn't a complete disaster!!

see, aaron has a habit of mirroring the nature of the person he's with. in the book, we mostly see him as an asshole bcs it's from neil's pov, and neil, as much as i adore him, is an asshole

i think that when he's with nicky ( someone he loves and trusts ), he's like, nicer. it's not in his nature to be cheery or anything but he's less,, hostile? and way more relaxed

and katelyn's been nothing but sweet and polite to him, bcs katelyn's sweet and polite till you give her a reason not to be

so he's sweet and polite back, or at least, sweet and polite as aaron minyard can get.

yeah, he's definitely interesting enough, clever and quick-witted enough, respectful and loyal and insanely talented enough, that katelyn decides he's worth it. doubts he'll ever get boring

and yes, she knows this is a big risk, bcs she knows the foxes' rep, knows how fucked up he must to secure a place on the psu foxes, notices how aaron flinches when she makes any sudden movement

but you know what? fuck it

so when aaron tells her his strange, twisted little deal with his brother, katelyn's willing to fight for him

and after nearly 2 months of this, she drags him to the vixens with their fingers interlocked and a hope in her heart that they'd play nice like she's asked ( practically begged ) them to

aaron's buzzing a bit with nervous energy. it's very endearing, how his eyes had lit up at the sight of her, then how she felt her anxiety about the night melt away into excitement

sav tries, bless her, tries to engage aaron in half-hearted conversation about exy ( which she hates ) and aaron tries back, but that fizzles out bcs for someone on a full-ride exy scholarship, aaron doesn't like exy at all

thank god that marissa, who's been trying to be less of a bitch all night, bless her too, lets it slip that sav detests exy

"okay, i can't anymore. minyard, savannah actually hates exy and she hates the foxes too, but we're hoping that you're an exception."

aaron, holding back a laugh: honestly? same.

sav: oh thank fucking GOD we have something to talk about then

"yeah, the entire sport sucks, doesn't it? i literally play it at college level and i still have barely figured out the goddamn rules."

"exactly! and my entire family's fucking obsessed for some reason, it's so annoying! ugh and the foxes suck even more, they're all so goddamn rude for no reason. except maybe the cute goalie."

". . ."

"eww not your brother, i meant renee walker,, and maybe you're not too bad either, minyard."

"you flatter me."

katelyn watches their exchange with more than a little amusement. aaron's not smiling, but his features have softened and he's flushed from the alcohol he'd had and she can't rly believe that this is the boy who they all thought would break her heart

bcs later when aaron comes up to her with a cookie dough cupcake ( her favourite ) she didn't even know was served at the party, leans into her so his face is buried in her neck, whispers "thanks for taking me", when she takes in all her friends laughing and chatting and waving at her, when sav gives her a thumbs-up and nods to aaron, she's never felt more whole

like she was part of something bigger than herself

then aaron starts hanging around them more! yeah he saw the look on katelyn's face and he was going to TRY for her or so help him- usually just with katelyn, sav, and cleo

she invites him to the "family game night" sav is making them have, and he's like "sure why not."

he knocks on the door of sav and cleo's dorm and sav lets him in

"yo, minyard! glad you make it, katelyn's out on a donut run but she'll be back soon."

okay,, okay. so he'll,,, what? interact w people?? hell fucking no

then he realises that it's only cleo in the dorm, plugged into her headphones, playing mario kart, and thanks katelyn for ensuring there would only be ppl that like, he didn't mind

the other vixens were okay, but way too LOUD, and aaron wasn't rly up for spending a whole night w them

cleo hands him a controller, an invitation to play, and he takes it gratefully. he and cleo hadn't talked that much at the party, but she was perfectly tolerable so far, which was a good sign

and mario kart was a part of his childhood, one of the only few that nicky's parents had owned, so he and his cousin had spent hours curled up in front of tv trying to beat each other

even tho he beats nicky most of the time, cleo absolutely destroys him. he mentally tries to brush it off as him being rusty ( which he definitely is ) but damn, cleo's good. still, she brushes off the compliment when aaron blurts it out

okay so then katelyn comes back with like way too many donuts and they start playing monopoly gathered around the coffee table

sav insists on putting on some music. wannabe starts playing. she winks at aaron and aaron winks back, still not smiling. cleo snorts and katelyn kisses his cheek

listen, cleo is a monopoly master. soon, she owns over half the board and it's pretty clear she's gonna win, someone ( savannah riley jameson, everyone ) flips the board

"jameson, what the actual fuck."

"shut the hell up, minyard."

"come on, sav, i was winning!"

katelyn's trying to pick up all the pieces and aaron bends down to help her, shaking his head at sav, who pouts and joins them while cleo grins, headphones slung around her shoulders while she perches herself onto the arm of the settee and hums to wake me up before you go-go

next, sav begs them to play twister. cleo's great at most games, but she has a particular dislike for twister, so she's out quick

katelyn is super bendy, bcs she took gymnastics for years, and aaron holds his own surprisingly well, considering the fact that he's short as fuck

sav: katie, right hand red

katelyn, ending up right on top of a blushing aaron: okay, you're doing this on purpose, aren't you?

sav: i stopped spinning like 15 turns ago, i'm surprised you didn't notice sooner

eventually aaron collapses and katelyn is hailed as the queen of twister and they spend the next 10 minutes just calling out random spots for katelyn to try

she gets all of them, and aaron is actually smiling now and it doesn't matter that it's only a tiny quirk of his lips, it's something and katelyn cherishes it

they play some sort of surgeon simulator thingy next, and aaron "gonna be a future neurosurgeon" minyard is awesome at it, bcs duh

katelyn's not very good at this. her hands get SHAKY okay

cleo also sucks at this, bcs she keeps getting nervous and having muscle spasms. sav's just doing the dumbest shit bcs it's bringing aaron closer to the edge of cardiac arrest

aaron: jameson holy shit what are you DOING

sav, slicing open the spinal cord: okay so what if i take out the lungs through the back haha

and now sav is sulking over the fact that she hadn't absolutely murdered the others at a game

so she brings out the ultimate game. the game of bastards, one that tears families apart, sets friendships on fire, starts wars too gruesome to be started by anything other than this wretched, cursed artefact. . .

s c r a b b l e

aaron's already having war flashbacks. katelyn groans and goes to make popcorn, bcs this shit's gonna take FOREVER and she knows it. cleo, an english major, is preparing herself for battle with the force of nature that is savannah

"the fuck do you MEAN fergalicious isn't a word???"

"savannah, please."

"no, here, listen to this."

"sav, we were listening to that!" katelyn complains. sav sighs and switches the song back to her "90's bops" playlist, then changes it to "hell yeah feminism" which instantly starts playing run the world ( girls )

katelyn happily starts singing and aaron's not even reluctant to hum along

sav and cleo are still arguing. this has been going on for so long. sav looks ready to flip over the board again, so cleo does it first

katelyn: cleo what the heck

cleo, the tired mom friend: don't fucking curse

aaron is also tired, but in a good way, in kind of that soft lazy droopy way

he falls asleep leaning against the sofa and katelyn's shoulder, with god is a woman playing in the background while sav and cleo continue arguing. cleo is standing on the coffee table. it's true anarchy

he wakes up on the sofa with a blanket thrown over him and sunlight streaming in through the lacy curtains and katelyn making a complete mess of the kitchen in a futile attempt to make breakfast. sav and cleo are draped across each other on the floor

katelyn, struggling to pick up burning toast: morning babe, how did you sleep?

aaron, calmly using a pair of tongs: pretty well. who wants pancakes?

sav, instantly shooting up: DID YOU SAY PANCAKES

so he makes pancakes! nicky taught him as soon as he'd gained custody of the twins, so he's pretty much an expert. he tries to teach katelyn, but then just gives up bcs she's clearly not listening in favour of staring at him

and they all gather around the coffee table and cleo's humming along to the song on her headphones and wow these pancakes are rly good omg

while aaron is chatting to cleo about what video games they should play next, sav whispers, "kate finley, if you don't marry this boy just for his god-tier pancakes, i will."

"sav, you're a lesbian."

"not anymore, i've decided that i am pancake-sexual."

aaron hears all of this btw, bcs cleo stops when she hears them talking. he blushes, and smiles, just a little bit

( if anyone actually cares about this, tell me! shoot me an ask if there's any particular ask you want to see with these characters, or just the foxes! )

[lucindarobinsonvevo]

i do think david is an interesting character, but he’s only interesting once you strip away the show’s good guy doctor david persona. I dont find engaging with him on the show’s level to be fun because i think it’s a carefully crafted lie. the idea that david and aaron are the perfect gay representation couple is not interesting to me.  but examining david for who is really is, i do find to be interesting even if it looks like im just hating. 

like. david hasn’t bonded with isla the way that aaron and nic have because (at least I think) he’s still pressed about having to share her with nic when he wanted his perfect picket fence life with aaron. that’s interesting! To have a character who has everything he ever wanted but not able to enjoy any of it is an interesting premise. David straight up admits that medicine wasn’t his passion, he just went into it because that’s what he thought he should do to make some imaginary father proud. that’s interesting, especially since he doesn’t seem to have any hobbies or close relationships other than aaron to fall back on. what are david’s interests? We...don’t really know. At least, I can’t think of any. Aaron has interests. He’s a gym rat. He like business, he likes management, he likes social media, he likes being a father. What does David like?

He has a twin brother and a father who adore him, but who he only likes as concepts. that’s also interesting! it’s an interesting way for someone to see the world and the people who inhabit it. he wants paul’s love and emotional support, but he never wants to give it in return. Paul would raze the earth for David as he would any of his kids but David will never return that energy. Leo literally supported David’s dreams and protected him his whole life but if he dares put a toe out of line with what david thinks he should do than he comes down on him like a sack of bricks. I think it’s fascinating how when Britney died, David assumed control of Leo and his life and his child but it was Nic who was actually able to connect with him and help him begin to process his grief through understanding rather than control. The only times he seeks paul out are when he wants something, usually emotional support in a situation he can’t seek it elsewhere. 

He doesn’t respect Paul enough to even tell him he’s going to see Robert in prison. Doesn’t care enough to try and talk that out with his father because it would be a roadblock into achieving what HE wants. Certainly doesn’t think to call his sister, who Robert tried to murder. He doesn’t okay any of it with any of robert’s actual victims because their pain is a burden to his paper. and once he got robert’s kidney when has he gone to see him after the first time? never. heartfelt thanks then never sees him again. Imagine being Robert, imagine how that must feel. Imagine having someone fight so hard to come and see you and then promptly discarding you when you’re not useful anymore. Because that’s sure what it looks like! Not writing the paper anymore, no more visits to Robert. Got the kidney? No need to visit Robert. Robert is a bad person who did bad things, of course he is not entitled to David’s time but does that really jive with the narrative of David being a loving, kind person? Of course not. Robert was means to an end, but because it’s Robert, evil guy Robert, it’s not an issue. 

and that’s not even getting into him saying practically outright he doesn’t consider Harlow a person after he gave her a seriously unprofessional diagnosis of something she clearly didn’t have. During the Hamish saga I believe it was Kraina (iirc --  I was a mere lurker at this time i remember because it stood out to me then and it still rings true now) tweeted that whatever happened to Tyler as a result of Hamish being invited into his life was David’s fault. She was so right about that. what happened to Tyler? Oh, his life was ruined, he went to jail for a crime he didn’t commit and nearly lost his girlfriend. Piper nearly died! But his choice to go behind everyone’s back and invite Hamish into their lives because he had a good experience with Paul is not factored into that story. It should absolutely be! 

david is billed as a strong person, but he crumples as soon as any pressure is applied to him. he lashes out indiscriminately, at his husband and at his friends and his family. lately, he doesnt seem to have the emotional toolkit to deal with stress. which is another interesting character trait that we never see explored. he judges harshly when people do what he does which is hypocritical, but interesting. 

Even his relationship with Aaron is more interesting when viewed through this lens because Aaron has slowly been losing his actual personality and been amalgamated into David’s. Like what’s the last ACTUAL aaron storyline you remember? A storyline about Aaron that’s not also about David. David’s is Riverbend. What’s Aarons? is that not interesting? watching two people become enmeshed while the dominant personality leads? I liked Aaron because he was a vapid douche but he’s lost the edges of his character to fit in more nicely with david who has only been gaining edges recently. I do believe that David loves Aaron. I think Aaron might be the only person he loves. If this was actually criticized by the narrative of neighbours, wouldn’t that be interesting? David building his white picket fence life through any means needed? I mean, he and Aaron practically tried to steal Elly’s baby. is that not something worth examining? 

I know that it seems like im just being a hater but im not. I don’t like david. I find him to be unpleasant and i dont like the way he treated harlow - a vulnerable young woman in desperate need of help - especially. but I really do find him interesting. Really interesting but only if you look at him objectively without believing what the show tells you. who is David Tanaka when you strip him of his finely crafted veneer of being a good person? A manipulative, cold man trapped in a life he doesn’t enjoy, raising a baby with a woman he doesn’t like with parents he isn’t close to and a brother who wont conform to his narrow ideals. that’s interesting. I don’t like David because of the show’s presentation of him as a nice guy, but riverbend could almost have fixed this by lingering longer on David’s evil kidney moments. like letting Kyle (who hit him with a car) choke. Letting Garreth die for what he did to Aaron. those are moment where I think we see the real David shine through. I wish there was time for that to be fully realized. I wish the writers cared too. 

[aglassmenagerieofallergies]

Rant about Mystreet Season 6

Now I love Aphmau’s channel and series, have since I was 10, but this last season of Mystreet and parts of season 5 could have been so much better. This is meant to be no “attack” or “jab” at Jess and Jason’s writing, these are merely opinions from a long-time fan. I am gonna go on a bit of a rant about the parts I personally feel could have been MUCH improved on. I would like to preface this with saying that I really do not enjoy this season and therefore do not re watch it a lot. Its also 4:40 am my time so this might turn into a sleep deprived ramble but anyways, here we go...

SPOILERS FOR SEASON 5/6 OF APHMAUS MYSTREET 

Kawaii Chan/ Nana

I adore Nana. She has consistently been my favourite female character for all 6 seasons of the show and in diaries but holy she has done wrong this past season. Getting almost killed and then not having any involvement what so ever. The majority of her screen time, especially near the fight with the demon warlock, just felt like the writers forgot she was there and wanted to give Moeka lines. Her involvement with Zane was the only moments she seemed to have. Speaking of her and Zane... While I love them as a couple, I also despise the fact that Nana only ever got development or a backstory when it came time to ship her with Zane. I wish she could have been more explored earlier on aside from being the “annoying, shippy, meifwa girl”. She got the short end of the stick recently and I hate it.

Aaron 

I have really never liked Aaron. From him being a high school senior dating a freshman to him literally murdering people, I never liked him. This season really didn't help that. Aaron ended lives, we see him kill Blaze and is he punished at all for it ? No. Yes, he was blinded and lost his memory but that wasn't as a reprimand for his crime of I don’t know MURDER. Aaron and Irene’s constant interactions make zero sense to me. One man cant be brought back to life by God twice. I get a bad sense that through-out season 6, we are meant to be supporting or sympathising with Aaron but I just cant. We are treated to numerous flashbacks to Aaron’s past, inter-cut with scenes of him committing various horrid actions. His father raised and treated him horribly but that is no excuse for murder. The ending of season 6 seemed almost hopeful for Aaron with the “hope” of him and Aphmau reuniting and I honestly don’t feel it is 100% earned. 

Ultima/ Werewolf 

This point isn't so much a critique on season 6 specifically but on the series as a whole. Aaron and his family being werewolves, being descendants of the ultima werewolf no less, came out of no where. Werewolves being introduced into the main plot could have been cool but instead the majority of it came off being rather cringey, specially in Phoenix Drop High. Anytime a werewolf would call Aphmau or Aaron “Alpha”, I could feel my skin crawl. The dealing of almost species based discrimination in season 6 was down right awful and Im not even talking about Aphmau wanting to be turned. The whole ordeal with the restaurant denying the werewolf pack service was over and dealt with as soon as it happened, The werewolves being hunted in season 6 because of the possibility they were an ultima and Katelyns reaction to Aaron being a werewolf seemed to come out of no-where. The idea of discrimination based on something someone can not control in a minecraft story could have been a way to teach younger kids a great life lesson but the majority of story lines involving werewolves were so half-assed, you cant even make a successful anecdote out of them. 

MCD/MS Connection

In the last season of MS, they really tried to shoe-horn in this connection with MCD which honestly creates nothing but plot-holes. A MS/MCD connection could have been a really cool concept and piece to see but its so rushed and forced, it just comes across as awkward and last minute. If the writers really did want to merge the two series or at least have them canonically exist in the same universe, they should have been setting it up from the first season. Overall, the two series are so vastly different from their environment to the characters that a complete mash up of the two would be so jarring. Just imagine Zane from MS meeting Zane from MCD or all of the MCD characters in a world without Wyvern, common use of ships, lords, and being introduced to the technology. A series combining the two would be fun and it would be fun seeing the characters interact and meet each other but it would need to be well thought out instead of just saying “and now here’s Irene and the demon warlock” which is what season 6 did. 

Dante/ Laurence

The Laurence curse strikes again but this time, its not just him. Since season 2, there has been a “tendency” to forget Laurence in the shows events. He was absent throughout Season 2 and again for Seasons 4,5 and 6. Dante, however, was very present in the first 3 straight seasons of the show. No one expected for him to disappear out of the blue ;) like that. Laurence disappearing could make sense, maybe Sebastian was booked up at the time or other personal reasons but Kestin voiced Zane and Eric throughout the show. Season 5 of the show I will cut some slack for forgetting them, It already barely made sense for how characters like Kai or Nate were there, but forgetting Laurence in Season 2 seemed odd. Dante and Laurence not only could have helped the “gang” but they could’ve provided some great entertainment and story lines but instead we got Ein ... again.

Ein

Eins rant will be shorter as while his character in season 4 did not leave much of an impact on me, his story could have been written leagues better. Eins story line and subsequent death was insanely fast. We got the spotting at the end of season 5 and a poorly done B plot throughout season 6. Ein is a fairly good villain with some decent potential, he could have been much more utilised. Ein served only to kill Aphmau then die. His character got walked all over. Literally. He caused such shit in season 4 and his death was a simple *stomp*. Are you kidding ? Everything could have been just ... better. Not only in regards to Ein but for the entire season. 

Closing Thoughts 

Overall the season was not good, in my opinion. Mystreet works much better as a episodic show like a slice of life anime, as a story driven series like a shounen it does not. If the rumours about a season 7 are true, I really hope it is at least a bit better than this one. It as a whole was a mess. To reiterate, this is meant as no attack on the writers or BluJay Studios but as a critique on this particular season. I love Aphmau and the Mystreet series but this was its low point. Thank you for sitting through my incoherent rantings about a minecraft show. :) have a great day/night !!

[goodomens-goodomenseverywhere]

Loki ep 6 thoughts

-FEAR

-recap reminds me I hate ravonna

-I want more mobius/sylvie

-THE SONG WAHHH

-The QUOTES IN THE INTRO?? WAHHH?,

-OH,?? REAL PEOPLE VOICES??

-Greta thin burg I love u

-upside down heart in rock

-THE SUSOICIOUS LACK OF THEME MUSIC WITH THE LOKI LOGO

-this music slaps everyone say thank u Natalie holt

-they look so good….ugh

-sylvies hair…wah

-THE LITTLE CALLBACK TO LAMENTIS

-she’s asking him to tell her to stop :’)

-best buds I love dem

-she’s pulling the ‘I’m 8 minutes older than u!!’ Argument that every twin pulls

-she needs a moment now but she didn’t hesitate back in ep 4. Hmm

-Tom looks fuckin great here let’s not lie

-statues?? Omg who

-ominous door slam

-I FUCKING JUMPED

-OMINOUS ‘HEY YALL???’

-THAT WAS HORRIFYING

-what the fuck what the fuck what the fuck

-I need a second

-I’m so sorry that gives me the ‘HEY SISTERS’ jumpscare energy I’m laughing but terrified

-kang

-it’s fuckin kang aint it

-oh he scared

-he’s scared

-of the lokis

-wants to bargain with them hmm

-bitchboy

-this never ends well

-BRO HES PAST THIS STUPID FUCKIN BATTLE

-this is a trick loki PLS DONT FALL FOR IT

-full offense but ‘we can reinsert you so you won’t disrupt the timeline’ and ‘you can kill thanos and have the infinity gauntlet’ cannot POSSIBLY coincide

-her eyes are creepy

-don’t let this overrule your GOAL SYLVIE

-god one of you have braincells pls

-oh she thinks they’re a thing too huh

-Disney don’t do it I stg

-THANK u

-sylvie looks so annoyed girl me too

-even my cat’s confused

-I don’t wanna have any sympathy for ravonna don’t show me those stupid fuckin rings

-LMAO THE CLOCK IS PLAYING RAVONNA TOO

-why is this so funny

-knife buds

-I shouldn’t love him but I kinda do

-okay but they’re so funny just holding their knives to him

-I’m so sorry sylvie is so cute

-her little hair flips

-it’s a Loki thing

-he’s funny but I’m fairly certain I’m gonna hate him

-at least call her by her preferred name bitch

-MOBIUS MY KINGGGGG

-WHAT A BAD BITCH I FUCKIN LOVE YOU

-“one mans void is another man’s….piece of cake”

-SHES SO ANNOYEDFKSIFKS

-youre not sorry bitch

-LMAO B-15 YOU BAD FUCKING BITCH

-OMG OMG OMG PRINCIPAL NOT-RAVONNA IS SO HOT

-B-15 like I’ll expose the fuck outta your ass

-Loki I love you but this is obviously bigger than you think

-man’s a script writer omg

-ugh not him being a sylkie shipper

-man I hate u

-NOT THIS SHIT AGAIN IM TIRED

-right when they thought they could start doing their own thing and making their own decisions he’s like SIKE!!!

-I sad

-this bitch is exactly why I’m like meh on Christian god

-must be boring

-man I don’t want him to turn them against each other

-IS THIS A RELIGIOUS ALLEGORY

-ravonna is. A little unhinged

-‘an illusion conjured by the the weak to inspire fear. A desperate bid from control’

-I’m sorry but she sounds like cliche christians

-this is coming from a cradle Catholic

-why is this the mokius/Loki fight from ep 4 all over again

-she literally says crisis of faith

-mobius: hey I think this entire institution has manipulated us and I'm gonna try and figure out what's at the bottom of it

ravonna: lies to him, has him killed

ravonna: wow i cant believe he would betray me like that

-no bc its giving Aaron burr 'now I'm the villain in your history'

-its giving catra and adora in s1 when adora's like 'they're awful' and catras like 'yeah we been knew. How dare u not condone that'

-except I don't ship Mobius and ravonna

-I had to pause to write this rant

-she threatens to prune him again as if he wouldn't just go back to the void

-mobius: we can't take away ppl's free will

Ravonna: i disagree

mobius: where are u going

ravonna: in search of free will

-PICK A SIDE

-IM TIRED

-mobius being left ONCE AGAIN

-poor bitch

-everyone has evil clones just let shit happen

-why is it literally an entire religious allegory

-HW FOUND BABY ALIOTH

-im so confused

-what does the illusion of the time keepers do at all

-he fills the same spot as them either way

-is it anonymity?

-why doesn't he just kill all the bad variants of himself

-he sounds like a liar I don't trust him

-hes just an asshole

-why doesn't he offer ppl the option to work for the tva

-if he thinks they'll still work under Sylvie and Loki then he must think they'd help

-why does he look scared

-idk why but I'm real tired of all this

-time shit's confusing

-dude i just want lokius interaction

-NOOO NOT A SYLKIE FIGHT

-no I’m so ficking emo

-I want them to be besties

-“because you can’t trust. And I can’t be trusted”

-bro I’m sad

-I’m so sad ab Loki

-he’s trying so hard not to hurt her pls

-WAHHHHH

-I am going to SOB

-HE THREW HIS SWORD DOWN IM GOING TO CRY

-he’s GROWN SO MUCH

-LOUD CRYING

-that’s it I’m fucking logging out

-Disney I hate you

-I’m so fucking pissed

-I’m so tempted not to finish this episode I’m mad

-anger fills me from top to bottom

-NOT THIS AGAIN

-I am taking a moment

-are you SERIOUS

-man

-my exact words when she says ‘I’m not you’ were “AH fuck. GODdammit” but I need you to take the liberty of imagining the exhaustion in my voice

-bro I’m just so mad

-I’m like apathetic to the rest of the plot rn sorry

-I couldn’t care less ab this

-man I am so disappointed

-I’m sorry I just am

-does it really fuckin have to go like that

-god at least let me have one last Lokius moment

-Tom Hiddleston’s deliverance of that rant was so fucking good

-like. You can hear how truly fucked up he is about all this. We’ve never seen Loki like this

-I’m rly emo about it

-I’m actually going to kill marvel

-I am. Divorcing this show

-are you fucking kidding me

-no because fuck you

-FUCK YOU FUCK YOU

-I am SO ANGRY

-I am going to be pissed forever

-you fucking make MOBIUS FORGET HIM?? JUST LIKE THAT???

-GODDAMIR

-SO IS THIS MOTHERFUCKER KANG THE CONQUERER??

-I’m so tired

-I just want to take a long fucking nap

-I’m gonna spend the next few years pretending this episode doesn’t exist

-fuck everything man. I’m fucking mad I haven’t been this mad since I watched infinity war in theaters.

-with that I will be. Dying somewhere