#oh you knew exactly what you were doing

[hotchfiles]

40&48 with hotch and bau reader!! age gap 😏 lil teasing 😏

help me get these two specific blorbos out of my head, the prompt list"I think we're on a first name basis by now." + "there's no way that was just a one-night thing."

you groaned louder than you should've been, honestly, your forehead hitting the pile of papers on your table as your boss called you into his office at the end of the day. you had spent the whole day feeling victorious that you were able to avoid being alone with him, attaching either spencer or emily to your hip whenever you had to even get close to his office.

it would be so much better if he just ghosted you, the whole conversation where he tells you you're too young, that you should be with someone spencer's age, about hierarchy and power imbalances... you had everything he probably wanted to say to you already ingrained in your mind.

from the moment you woke up to your bed half empty, your clothes folded and no suv to be seen down the street, you knew to him it had been a mistake to lean into your advances, to accept your hands pulling his tie, to get into the elevator of your building with his hand on the small of your back.

you could deal with that, you were a professional, mostly. but having to hear him say it would be too humiliating and you couldn't even avoid it, he was your boss, you couldn't be insubordinate and you couldn't let anyone suspect something was happening.

the paperwork in your hands seem more interesting to you for a second after you put it on his table, trying not to look at him. the door closed behind and the blinds shut. you felt your cheeks warm up in embarrassment, last time you were so openly rejected was during your freshman college year and it broke you for weeks.

and the boy was nothing compared to the man getting up and leaning on his table to be closer to you. aaron even reaches for your hands, as a reflex you flinch, putting both in your pockets. "what's on your mind? you've avoided me all day." he doesn't force you to accept his touch, crossing his arms in front of his chest as the question filled the air.

"listen, hotch—sir—" his hands shake along with his head in denial, confusion.

"i think we're on a first name basis by now." after the countless times you whispered and moaned his name the night before it was only fair that between the two of you, you called him aaron, it made the most sense to him.

"aaron." you nod, teeth to your bottom lip for a second trying to find the less awkward way to tell him he was off the hook, no need to explain anything. "i was trying to make this whole one night stand thing easier." the admission feels silly on the tip of your tongue, especially when his known furrowed brows soften and his lips turn into a smirk.

his hands tentatively go to your hips, pulling you to him when you didn't flinch, touching your forehead with his so that you're so close both your breaths are the same as he speaks, "there's no way that was just a one-night thing."

and who are you to deny your boss of anything?

[leqclerc]

[roetrolls]

Was Archie holding Mallum's phone funny as in the same way he holds his knife?

HE WAS IM SO GLAD THAT WAS CLEAR ‼️ it's also what made Mallum's panicked (and possibly mildly concussed) brain go I KNOW THAT FUCKER

Also you didn't ask but Archie picked it up and stayed close enough to be run into because it was Mallum's phone, he recognized it and was like "hm that doesn't bode well"

[snapbackslide]

dunno if you’re reading this but i hope you are enjoying your break and hope you are doing so well🩷 -🫶🏻

heeeyy 🥹 thank you so much you're so sweet, I hope you're doing well too!! 💓

[beeholyshit]

"The Moon looks beautiful tonight doesn't It....?"

[in-tua-deep]

man i have really been thinking about worldbuilding and exposition in books recently

when i was like, i don’t know, twelve-ish, I picked up this book about a teenage girl in a spy school. and i absolutely fell in love with it - I thought it was incredibly neat how the book just seemed to drop me into the middle of the story, even starting in the girl’s second year. in fact, the main character frequently referenced events from her first year (falling in love with a civilian, things ending badly, finding secret passageways, losing her mother’s trust etc.) 

and I actually really enjoyed the fact that the character had a rich and vibrant life outside of what i had read and that the book didn’t go out of its way to explain her past in flashbacks or anything. i understood the main takeaways and why she was reacting to things based on what i gleaned, and more than that i understood the growth of the character, why she was cautious in certain places but reckless in others, etc and i felt smarter for not being handed the answer on a silver platter

anyway it wasn’t until i finished the book and realized there was a sequel that i looked it up and found out that. in fact. i had started with the second book in the series.

oops.

[sincerely-sofie]

I made this blog mainly as a place to store art + memes for my fandoms and doodles of my original stories. I’ve posted a lot of the former, but none of the latter, so… Here you go? Have some goofy “incorrect quotes” inspired jokes of a project of mine called The Name-Oath.

Context is indented and italicized, but you can probably read through the doodles below without getting too confused if you skip it:

The first half of the actual plot is your standard fae romance starring a human woman who doesn’t realize the male lead is a supernatural creature, and just thinks he’s really into cosplaying alone in a mansion in some freaky forest. The second half is rom-com shenanigans between the divorced human woman and male lead after the world's ugliest breakup. He desperately tries to get back together at every waking moment and she just wants to hang out with her bestie Summer and raise her half-fae daughter in peace. The human woman is named Eglantine, but goes by Egg. She got stuck with the nickname during high school and decided to start going by it in an effort to have a more "average" sounding name. This did not work as intended, but it certainly helped her avoid getting her name stolen when she first met the male lead. She's something called a skipwitch. This is a whole worldbuilding thing I'm not going to get into here. The male lead is named Kieran. He is a drama king. He spent several centuries under magical house arrest. He can talk to rats. He has pretty hair. This is all you need to know about him, except maybe the fact that he's royalty. Summer is Egg's best friend, and she is the resident fae expert in her and Egg's coven. Competitive and protective of Egg. She hates Kieran's guts, and the feeling is mutual. Egg and Kieran's daughter is named Violet, but she goes by Froggy. She is a terrifying force of nature by virtue of being the offspring of a skipwitch and Unseelie prince. Enjoys microwave pizzas, her pet beta fish, video games, and getting her way. Alois is Kieran's invisible butler. He's a surprisingly talented singer.

[youremyonlyhope]

why won't my brain shut up why won't my brain shut up why won't my brain shut up why won't my brain shut up

[thethingything]

I keep noticing our brain being a little iffy about a couple of things today that I think we'd been repressing a lot lately and that's not ideal because it means we'll probably unrepress it more and be upset about it later, but at the same time it's like, oh hello there, I know this particular sadness. I've spent a lot of time with it and I recognise it whenever it comes back and I'm less surprised to see it again and more surprised it went away for this long. time to spend another evening with it and be gentle with ourselves and just let our brain feel whatever it needs to

[messenger-cloudcat]

Tubbo always prepares for the worst.

He builds walls, carves bunkers from the ground, digs tunnels, forges weapons, makes and fills a vault with potions and armour and weapons, just in case.

'Trauma response' They say. That he's grown to be that way due to the events that happened to him. Paranoid and over-prepared.

They say that because They only started looking after. After everything that went wrong. Thats when They looked and saw and processed and assumed.

But he's been like this all along.

He was the one who farmed for hours in preparation for L'manburg's revolution. Potions, armour, weapons and emeralds all stored, just in case.

Its was all for naught when Dream destroyed it all and Eret betrayed them.

He was the one who built secret bunkers even before the election. He was the one who showed it to Wilbur and Tommy before the results were announced. He was the one who gave them potions of invisibility and swiftness, just in case.

It was all for naught when Wilbur was shot and killed during his getaway.

During Schlatt's presidency, he kept making things, preparing. Bunkers, tunnels, places to hide, excuses to tell. Just in case.

It was all for naught when he was executed.

Tubbo has always prepared and expected the worst, even when everyone else didn't. Its part of his nature. Yet, despite everything he's done to prepare, all the effort and time and thought he's put into it, its all for naught. He's never prepared enough.

He stopped at one point. Well, not exactly. Its hard to break habits and he's still builds, tunnels, stocks up, just in case, but he came to rely on someone else.

Soon his husband was along side him in his preparedness. Always had a spare set of armour, or tools, or money, or food for Tubbo. Always the small stuff, the stuff to take care of him, of them.

Tubbo was the one who prepared for the worst, the walls, the tunnels, bunkers, the vaults, the nukes. Always the big stuff, the worst case scenario, the just in case.

They relied on each other and maybe it wasn't completely healthy. There was plenty of stuff they didn't tell each other, secrets kept and never mentioned. But they understood the other cared, with each tool passed along and every wall built and every thing gifted 'just in case'.

They loved and cared and prepared. Tubbo felt truly understood. It was nice. Lovely, even.

Tubbo doesn't have a husband anymore.

He wasn't prepared for that.

(It was all for naught)

[thursdayg1rl]

every night before i go to sleep i am consumed by burning hatred and chant i hate white women i hate white women i hate white women huddled in a corner of my room

[hella1975]

the downside of being in a small town is 'ugh everyone knows everyone and i can't get away with anything' but the plus side is 'omg everyone knows everyone and no one else can get away with anything' like small town gossip solos any city shit you could try and match me with

[notjanine]

i’ve submitted well over 50 job applications this summer. tell me why the one (1) position i’ve made the most progress toward is one i didn’t even apply for???* and THEN. yesterday. one of my preceptors from the internship i just finished emailed me out of the blue like Hey i'm gonna have an open position at my private practice soon, are you interested?** girl what the fuck is going on here***

[cinnabeat]

hm i think the thing with tragedies for me is that like. it cant be obvious that its gonna be tragic you know? like with ph it played that textbook shounen story so well i was genuinely blindsided when someone important legit died like there had been deaths before but they were never like. the main characters or adjacents?? and then!! it just kept happening!! the jig was up!! and another thing is that the whole story was complete. i didnt have to wait months after agonizing months for the story to crawl by and basically my whole experience of it would just be Sad. since it was already done i could finish it in one go and actually appreciate it? and yeah its sad and tragic but like. that wasnt all of it. i didnt spend years of my life in the tragicness it was only like. a week or so lmao so while it hit me hard it didnt sour my thoughts(?) on it. idk if i explained that right but anyways now when i read a tragedy its like. either its super obvious and/or im not willing to spend so much of my time on a story thats still updating that is also gonna be sad as hell

[gobbluthbutagirl]

i don’t know if this is going to be a positive thing to hear or what but i am obsessed with your worlds worst target odyssey and i hope you continue sharing its all insane and incredible. have a good day and stuff

well see the thing is i quit like 4 months ago. so there’s not really anything new to share and there won’t be until i move back to california and pay that beast a visit to see if it’s still standing. but it’s all tagged with “#my job wrapped” if you’re feeling so inclined to take a horrible journey

[paradoxgavel]

rewatchin midnight mass and the "remember you are dust and to dust you shall return" is. fuckin. hitting now that i know how it ends jfc