#patentyd

[careol]

@patentyd said: i'm not leaving your side. ( hotch )

               carol   doesn’t   know   where   she   would   be   without   the   bau.      after   the   tragedy   that   had   been   her   early   twenties,   she   had   worked   nonstop   to   get   to   this   point.      all   the   way   from   beat   cop   to   the   behavioral   analysis   unit,   it   had   been   quite   a   journey   thus   far.      every   day   is   different,   there   are   highs   and   lows.      when   they   catch   the   unsub,   when   they   save   a   life…      those   are   the   good   things.      the   hard   part   is   losing   people,   having   to   deliver   that   tragic   news   to   the   families.      for   carol,   it’s   always   the   hardest   when   it   involves   children.      it’s   her   specialty,   but   it   never   gets   easier   having   to   tell   a   parent   that   their   child   was   gone.

               today   had   been   one   of   those   days.      the   case   was   wrapped,   they   caught   the   unsub…      but   not   before   losing   the   child   they’d   been   searching   for.      there   were   tears   in   her   eyes   as   she   stood   off   to   the   side,   trying   desperately   to   hold   it   together   when   she   felt   a   presence   next   to   her.      her   initial   response   had   been   dismissal,   the   classic   i’m   fine,   don’t   worry.      that’s   the   shitty   part   about   working   with   profilers,   they   know   when   you’re   lying.      it’s   been   how   many   years   since   sophia,   and   she   still   feels   that   ache   as   strong   as   the   day   it   happened.      she   never   talks   about   it,   never   says   her   name…      it’s   just   too   difficult   even   now.      apparently   it’s   understood,   as   bau   leader   speaks   and   declares   he’s   not   leaving   her   side.

               ❝   i   just   need   a   minute…      i   know   we   need   to   head   to   the   airport   to   get   back   to   quantico,   i   just…      i   need   to   collect   myself.   ❞

[stapcs]

deja vu settled like a pit in her stomach as she sat across from hotch, she'd already been called into the office once in the short time since she'd been transferred to the unit meaning she knew there was a gaggle of people out in the bullpen waiting to hear what had been said behind the closed door.  ❛ agent hotchner i really am sorry for how i acted on the last case, truly, i didn't mean ━ ❜ nervous rambling is cut off by the raising of a hand, relief washing over the other agent at his words. a breath she hadn't even realized she was holding slipped out & the tightening of shoulders relaxed a bit when christine realized this wasn't a discipline in private conversation. she should've known eventually word would get back to him, has probably been thrown at him since the moment she left the dc field office. christine booth was no stranger to whispers, she knew the weight her last name carried within the bureau, knew that even if she wore her academy records on her chest there would always be people who assumed the brennan & booth names carried her this far.

❛ i normally don't let what the other agents whisper about bother me. ❜ true. christine knew she brought herself here, had put in the work to get approved for transfer to the bau, she did that. she worked under her father agent booth in the dc field office, she's been fielding dirty looks & conversations that go dead silent when she enters a room since she graduated quantico, but truthfully she had been worried about aaron's opinion of her since her mistake in the field. did he look at her the same way he looked at jack when he put on his father's clothes to play pretend ? was that what she looked like to everyone ? a child playing pretend in clothes much too big for her ?  ❛ but ... but hearing you say that settles a fear i didn't even realize i was carrying around. ❜

@patentyd , aaron hotchner : whatever they said about you, they were wrong.

[atl0yalty]

    she left jenkins at her wake, still perched at the bar like he thought he had a chance- he never would, ordinarily. but beth liked to play rough, and she wasn't opposed to using every weapon in her arsenal, even if it meant enduring his sweaty hand on her thigh or getting close enough to feel his breath of her cheek- it made her feel dirty, the urge to scald her body with a hot shower growing stronger with every step away from the lodge. the bruise on her cheek smarts something awful, and she crooked her jaw with a click of her tongue, reaching up with the back of her hand to press her sleeve covered arm against the mark her so-called brother had made. oh, she had swung first there was no doubt about it. but she knew jamie had A MONSTER inside him. and it's only a matter of time before everyone else saw it too.

starter call / @patentyd : beth for rip.

                " you ever fuckin' sleep, rip? " she called out as her eyes caught sight of him lurking in the shadows of the barn, her steps faltering slightly as she looks past him toward where she had fallen just hours before, and she rolled her eyes as she moved to march on. he would follow dutifully, of that beth was sure. as loyal to her father as beth dutton may be, ain't NO ONE more loyal than rip. " carry on cowboy, " she drawled listlessly, barely glancing over her shoulder as she reached the fence, hoisting the skirt of her dress up slightly so she could move to climb over it, sitting on the ledge with one leg on either side. " i don't need you babysittin' me tonight. " it's almost midnight, the day's end approaches and she can feel the tension rise in her bones as she wills it to come faster. she's so fucking tired.

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@patentyd liked for a starter ( for lila )

" well, only six items of furniture were broken before two people stormed out. it's a hargreeves family meeting record. " he doesn't even know why he came especially as he ended up being part of the argument and one of the two people who stormed out. whether he was involved with breaking the record player is neither here nor there. the vodka is certainly making it easier to forget. " you come to yell at me for yelling at your fuckbuddy? " diego had it coming and five wasn't going to apologise for what he said.

[roseguided]

@patentyd gets a RANDOM STARTER ! ft clarke griffin!wanheda

𝐈𝐓’𝐃 𝐁𝐄𝐄𝐍 𝐌𝐎𝐍𝐓𝐇𝐒 𝐒𝐈𝐍𝐂𝐄 𝐒𝐇𝐄’𝐃 𝐒𝐄𝐄𝐍 𝐀𝐍𝐘 𝐎𝐅 𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐌, since she’d seen him. clarke left after the decision at mount weather , she left so she could bear the guilt & spare everyone else from feeling it. she bore it so they didn’t have too , a most selfless sacrifice for someone who believed herself already damned. & now , for months , clarke has been hunted. ( clarke or should she refer to herself as wanheda , now ? the lines of identity seem to blur a little. underneath all the grim , the red hair dye , the dark smudge around her eyes wanheda is still clarke yet now , wanheda will never not be apart of clarke when the roles are reversed. ) ; in the room back at camp jaha, wanheda paces. she paces like a wild animal captured readying herself to pounce & escape when the opportunity presenting itself. when she could bite the hand that tried to calm her. this wasn’t good , this wasn’t good . . if azgeda finds out I’m here ! train of thought broken as the door opens & head snaps toward noise. wanheda remains silence as she had save for struggle , but blue eyes widen when she sees him. bellamy , after so long. saying nothing , eyes remained fixed on his expression. awaiting.

[cardiomyapathy]

@patentyd

" i'll babysit if we get to go on a date. " LIAR. he'd babysit for free. of all the kids in the world, this one wasn't the worst; in fact, she was lovely. to top it off, she came out of that earp he liked so much. of course, thinking more into it, she was made from some OTHER GUY but he didn't want to think too hard today. alice clings to his legs and he swings it back and forth. " what do you say? a little wine and dinner? then back to my place? is that wishful thinking? "

[coaxedparadise]

   *    an    olive    branch    passed    from    one    to    the    other    .    .    .    wasn’t    ready    yet    for    what    @patentyd​    wanted    (    didn’t    know    if    there    would    come    a    time    that    he    would    be    ).    but    loving    this    man    meant    bending    comfort,    challenging    set    beliefs    &    ways    that    he    never    thought    would    budge.    took    time    to    adjust,    find    a    place    in    the    middle    where    both    could    find    happiness    .    .    .    for    now,    that    meant    a    lizard    (    a    very    fast    moving,    scaled,    colorful    creature    running    through    their    home    ).    exhale    heard    through    the    room,    the    cage    once    again    empty,    wide    eyes    turning    to    his    partner,    seeking    explanation        ❛    do    not    .    .    .    say    it    crawled.    tk,    where    is    it    ?    ❜    

[ofcrossrcads]

She felt him coming before she saw him, but only just. Not nearly enough time for her to get away -- she could shimmer, but now that he was here it would be all too easy for him to follow her trail. She was, to put it lightly, fucking screwed. " -- how did you find me?" Her voice was ice, hands clenched into fists, refusing to turn to face him just yet. It had been millennia, she'd been so careful, done so much to evade him. And apparently it had all been for nothing.

{ @patentyd - Charmed verse starter }

[shefatalesarch]

JOEL LOOKED TOWARDS ELLIE AS HE PLAYED THROUGH EVERYTHING IN HIS MIND. wasn’t too late. could still turn around, leave her here and go back before this got worse, but then what? tess died for nothing? could he live with that? could he leave this damn kid out here to fend for herself and not think twice on it? he shook his head and moved to stand up. there would be time to mourn tess later right? for now he had to move. now THEY had to move. “come on kid, we gotta move.” it was gonna get dark real quick and they needed to find a place that was better sheltered to settle in and this wasn’t it. he shifted as he turned back towards her because she wasn’t exactly racing after him. “get a move on. now” he grunted.

@patentyd ♥ for a starter from joel miller for ellie williams

[murkyhazed-is-archiving]

@patentyd​​   →   haymitch & katniss (♡)

               ❝   trust   me   i   am…      PAINFULLY   sober.   ❞      it   was   kind   of   terrible   actually,   no   alcohol   here   in   district   thirteen.      and   this   was   a   time   of   TERRIBLE   STRESS   what   with   finally   beginning   a   rebellion.      plus   peeta   was   in   the   hands   of   the   capitol,   which   made   katniss   a   bit   non-compliant   and   ANGRY.      haymitch   understands,   he’d   promised   to   protect   peeta   for   her   and   failed.      unfortunately   it   was   KATNISS   that   they   needed   most,   which   was   why   she   was   saved.      ❝   do   you   want   to   TALK   about   it,   katniss?   ❞

[greymoralities]

patentyd sent:   ❝  oh.  my.  god.  DEAD  PEOPLE ?  ❞ ( shaggy @ velma ) meme      /      accepting

      an eyebrow peeks over the frame of velma’s glasses.  “that’s pretty typical for a cemetery,  shaggy.”  he jokes so often that she can’t tell if he is right now or if he’s being serious,  but she assumes the latter.  her index finger pushes the thick black glasses back up the bridge of her nose and she turns back toward the rows of tombstones.  “you can leave if you’re uncomfortable.”  she might sound rude to the untrained here,  but her bluntness is pragmatic,  not cold.  “i won’t judge you.”  after all,  scooby isn’t with them right now.  and no matter how stubborn either of them are to admit it,  she knows how much they lean on each other.

@patentyd​​

[stapcs]

right. her file : BOOTH , CHRISTINE ANGELA. born april second, yada yada yada. her academy records, marksmanship reports, injuries, incidents, every good & bad thing she's done since she was twenty-three lie between two pieces of beige. it shouldn't come as a surprise that he read it, he was her boss after all, but christine knew what was in there. she knew what was tucked between the high marks & praise; it was reports that started with agent booth was ambushed outside of ... agent booth was held captive for upwards of twelve hours ... the agent sustained injuries congruent with torture ... and reports that later turned into red flags: agent booth has become reckless, putting not only herself but her team in jeopardy ... agent booth has been placed on suspension following a failed drug test ... all things she knew agent hotchner would've been briefed on before he ever even offered her a position, she just never expected him to drop it so casually in conversation with her. always assumed it would be something unspoken between them, christine was so far from the person she was before that it feels like it was a whole different lifetime ago.

 ❛ oh ? ❜ she tries to keep her voice even, praying the anxiousness that was seeping out in form of her rearranging everything within arms reach on her desk, wouldn't betray her by slipping into her voice.  ❛ i mean, i assumed you would considering you asked me to stick around ... ❜ she was rambling at this point, taking to gnawing at her lower lip in an attempt to simply shut the hell up.  ❛ was there ━ was there something you wanted to talk about ? ❜

@patentyd , aaron hotchner : i’ve read your file.

[notfrgttn]

@patentyd​        Jake ~ Amy

“I wasn’t hurt that badly. The doctor said all my bleeding was internal. That’s where the blood’s supposed to be.”  

“ Jake !! “ Wide eyed and staring as if that was the most idiotic thing she had ever heard. . .  oh wait, it was. “ That’s NOT okay ! “

Amy takes a seat beside him and adjusts her police belt to make herself slightly more comfortable. She smirks and side eyes him. “ You know Jake, if you keep hurting yourself like this, Holt might not let you go on any more undercover operations! “

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@patentyd asked: '' i know we’re not friends, but... if you need anything... '' ( Lila )

" thanks. " he's surprised by the offer. really, anyone showing active want to help him is beyond surprising and something he's not quite sure how to deal with. most of the time he has to fight just to get someone to hear him let alone listen. " right now i need a coffee. "

[philomelia]

parties aren’t really my thing,   said bella.       “     what is your thing,  then?    i bet it involves a nice book,   sitting somewhere comfortable.    not having to watch teenagers gyrate against each other.      ”       cassie points a finger,   an accusing mistress dressed in something black and white   (her sister had told her it was a one - piece,   whatever that meant,   which is uncomfortably itchy across her back).       there’s a cooling red cup in her hand that is only half - drunk.   she had gone for beer,   all bitter and violent on her tongue,   and tried her best not to choke every time she took a sip.    she wanted to show @patentyd​ she could handle her beer,   even if she wasn’t sure bella cared about that stuff.       “      have you had anything to drink?    i’ve heard alcohol makes a lot of stuff easier.     like ritualistic social engagements.       ”

[ofcrossrcads]

It seemed as though someone had been very naughty.

When she noticed the first hints of angelic power back near the Garden, she'd been quick to brush it off as Juan-Carlo simply overstepping his bounds again. Every time there was a new Heir, the old man liked to push his luck. One of these days he would push too far, and bring about his own downfall.

She couldn't wait.

But then it kept happening. Juan-Carlo may have been a naive fool, but he wasn't stupid, he wouldn't risk drawing attention like that -- unless something big had changed. Given that she didn't have any non-interference directive to abide by, there was nothing stopping her from investigating, which led her straight to the most fascinating abomination she'd ever witnessed: Waverly Earp. She couldn't help but be curious; there had been a time when entire civilizations would be wiped off the face of the earth because an angel got a little too friendly with God's favorite pets. Humanity had no idea how lucky they were to have been abandoned.

Or maybe not. After all, there was a reason her kind weren't supposed to exist. Weeks went by with her observing Waverly from a distance; the girl was so wrapped up in her own issues that she didn't even notice she was being watched.

It seemed those who cared for her were more observant. The sensation of cold steel against the back of her head told her she'd gotten careless, too wrapped up in Waverly to even consider the fact that humans tended to travel in packs. The only question now, was who had found her: the Heir or the cop.

[ @patentyd ]