#why did i tear up writing this

[slutforsilverfoxes]

Imagine…

Starting to make dinner in Aaron’s apartment on a Thursday night. He’s just gone for a shower, washing away his last case and the worst parts of the world that he falls privy to day in and day out as Unit Chief of the BAU.

You’re humming along to your oldies but goodies playlist while sipping a glass of white wine that’s too sweet for Aaron’s liking. As the current song fades out and the familiar notes of a Bee Gees tune start, you realize with a smile just how many of these songs you've compiled make you think of your love.

And, speak of the furthest thing from the devil, suddenly he’s there, his arms wrapping around your waist from behind as his body perfectly molds to the dips and curves of your own. He guides you back and forth in a gentle sway, his chin coming to rest on your shoulder as he releases a deep sigh.

You allow your eyes to drift shut and your head to fall back against Aaron so you can bury your nose in the crook of his neck. "Sauce'll burn," you mumble, letting his familiar smell wash over you and sending warm tingles throughout your body.

"Let it," he responds just as softly. "We'll order something. Need to hold you."

You release a sound of contentment that's half-sigh, half-hum, nuzzling even deeper into him as if you can become one person if you try hard enough. In this moment, there's no yesterday or tomorrow. There's no anticipation of the next phone call that will take your love across the country again. There's no darkness, no fear, no evil lurking around the corner. There's just you and the man you love more than anything else in the world.

You dot gentle kisses along the expanse of his skin that you can reach without moving, and he squeezes you tighter in response. "Marry me," Aaron breathes out on a sigh. "I'll make it more romantic later, I promise. Just tell me you'll be mine forever."

"Oh, my baby," you murmur. "I already am."

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AH tags 🖤 @gothwifehotchner @iyv-ray24 @mrs-ssa-hotch @criminalskies @callm3c0nfus3d

[skitskatdacat63]

Fernando Alonso & His Relationship With Cards

I'm sure we're all familar with the cards on the back of Fernando's Vegas GP helmet by now, but did you know his relationship with cards goes a lot deeper?

I. Magic Tricks

You've probably seen or heard someone at least mention Fernando's propensity for card tricks. As far as I can tell he was doing them(publically) as far back as 2003 all the way to as recently as 2018. Even once performing a card trick, with a condom and a teddy bear(!??!?!??!!), in front of Valentino Rossi who said "How was that possible?"(x)

But how did this start? According to James Allen, "Fernando admits to having been heavily influenced by his grandfather, a mercurial figure, who taught him magic and card tricks, still one of his passions away from the race track."(x) And I'm not sure the validity of this one, because I couldn't find an actual source, but apparently he once said: "My parents are responsible for the two things I like doing most - driving and magic tricks. They bought me my first go-kart and a magician's kit."

In several interviews he described it as his hobby off track, and that he loved learning new tricks and surprising others in the garage with them! So clearly cards are pretty important to him both as a hobby but also to who he is as a person since they've been with him just as long as racing has.

II. Card Symbolism in His Helmets

This is the reason I originally made this post, but I thought I should also explain the origins of his card fascination first. As I said, we probably all remember the cards on the back of his helmet in Vegas, but did you know that wasn't the first time he had cards on the back of his helmet?

From 2008-2013, he used to have a pair of cards on the back of his helmets. The symbolisms of the cards themselves as well as the evolution of their design is really fascinating to me! Even more so with the recent development of the card choice in 2023.

Fernando said he wanted to reference his two titles in some way on the back of his helmet and after his friend sent him several ideas, he decided on having two cards(an ace of clubs and an ace of hearts, sometimes pictured with 05 and 06 on them as well), saying: "I picked the cloverleaf [the ace of clubs - Ed] to give me luck, but the only pity is that it doesn't have four leaves!"(X)

2008.

Here's the very first appearance of the cards! They're displayed flat, with the 05 and 06 clearly visible

2009.

Very similar to 2008, but with a slightly different design, and they're maybe a bit more straight with less shadow?

2010.

This is the first major change! I was sad they didn't have the years on them anymore, but then I realized they're sparkly to match with his signature lightning bolts on the top of the helmet!!

2011.

Honestly I'm still somewhat unsure if this is the actual 2011 helmet? It's pretty difficult to find clear photos of the back of helmets from older seasons. It's easiest to find them on replica sites or auction sites so I'm not 100%? But anyways, I like that this has the championship years on the underside of the cards

2012.

This is when I started getting weirdly emotional about the helmets. Do you see how they've progressed from being a centerpoint to being curled up and sad at the bottom of the helmet? Not listing the year anymore??

2013.

Same thoughts as 2012. And after this season, they cease to exist (just like his ferrari chair in the garage, WOAH CALLBACK), until cards make a reeappearance in his Vegas helmet, albeit in a different form

2013 Monaco(Honorable Mention):

For some reason 2013 helmets were easier to find proper pictures of, so I happened to witness this absolute beauty. The creativity of this helmet genuinely blows me away??? Wanting to keep the card motif, but making sure to incorporate it into the rest of the puzzle piece design?? Mwah! There was another special 2013 helmet but they didn't change the cards at all so I really applaud this one

2023 Las Vegas(The Return of The King):

The magnificent return! But look! The cards are different cards! Instead of being two aces, it's now an ace of hearts, a four of hearts(his driver number of course!) and, the, now iconic, representation of himself as a Joker. I literally could not believe my eyes when this helmet was released and I saw the Joker card, what a fucking silly old man....I really wonder if he felt nostalgic having cards on his helmet again or if he didn't think about it all and was just like, "ah cards because Vegas!!!"

III. Why Does This Matter?

*The rest of the post was factual, this is moreso my personal thoughts on the symbolism of the cards/designs

This post spawned from me recently watching the 2010 Bahrain gp and noticing "hey wait a minute...are those CARDS ON THE BACK OF HIS HELMET!?" It's a really tiny detail that's unfortunately covered up by the HANS device pretty much whenever he's wearing the helmet, so it's really difficult to spot! But I became fascinated with the fact that he had cards on his helmet before that recent helmet, and now here we are!

There's something to me about how the design of the cards evolves over the course of six seasons from the cards being front and center to being smaller, more folded up and closer to the bottom of the helmet. As I said, the 2012-2013 ones genuinely made me depressed because it feels, symbolically, like his hopes for getting another Ace are becoming more and more unlikely and falling away until they eventually fall falt and fade away entirely after 2013 and disappear for basically a decade.

But when they return? They're not the same cards! Instead of representing Fernando's championships, they now represent him as a person, displaying his driver number and his persona of being a Joker!! Though I do think it's interesting he happened to keep the Ace of Hearts, even though he talked more about the Ace of Clubs before. I'm not sure it's actually this deep in reality, but I like to think that it's him not letting his championships(and the lack thereof) define him, but rather letting who he is as a person shine and be the centerpoint instead! But on a sadder note, as @suzuki-ecstar said to me, maybe the Aces aren't there anymore because he's lost all hope for a chance at a third Ace entirely :(

[ad-hawkeye]

ty for reminding me about artem and him burying letters like there is something not right with him😭

HELP . YOU"RE WELCOME.

HAHAHA OKAY BUT. LITERALLY ??? it's one of those things where i just remember it once every couple months and go MAN. no fictional character will ever beat whatever the fuck was going on with artem in his mind palace.

i remember saving these tags a while back but they're just as relevant today as they were then

[baeshijima]

it is now officially the 25th which means...

merry christmas everyone !!! regardless of whether u celebrate or not, i hope u all have a lovely day with whoever u spend it with or with urself <33

[seventh-district]

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[icannotgetoverbirds]

unorganized thoughts abt dandelions

I've always loved dandelions. People call them weeds, and for a while I thought that meant they were dangerous. Toxic, even. Truth be told, they're just unwanted. That's all that the word 'weed' means. Once you get a yard full of them, do you think they stop being weeds and start being a garden?

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Dandelions should be a symbol of something radical. Something that fights for kindness.

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Dandelions. God, what kind of a world would this be without them?

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Dandelions mean so much to me. I think they're my favorite flower. Sunflowers, too, of course, but dandelions really get a message across.

[wqxianvents]

is it just me and my delusional poly nxx brainrot or are they making nxx supar domestic-like lately 🤨

[rottengurlz]

I’m struggling deciding on Audra’s backstory because all I can think about is Audra being eaten out by Leona while they’re both sprawled over and covered in blood of the ripped apart corpse of Leona’s husband that she had convinced Audra to kill so they could be together

[redflagsandbanners]

"And this one?"

Robin doesn't open her eyes, allowing every sense to focus on the trail of Nancy's fingertips sliding over bare skin. They settle on a little raise of rougher skin. The crooked line above Robin's knee.

"Madrid", she whispers. "For an election".

"KGB messed with an election in Spain?"

"As much as CIA did, Nance, but not that well enough. Communist party made second by a few hundred votes".

"When did this happen?"

"1979. My first mission overboard actually".

"Were you... eleven then?"

"Yeah".

"What did you do?"

"Nothing much", Robin sighs, finally turning on the bed to face the girl next to her. Nancy's hand slips from her knee up her thigh, over to her hipbone. A curious glimmer lights up the girl's eyes; a tight frown between her eyebrows.

Robin reaches out with her thumb, hoping to sooth out the tension. "I'm sorry".

Nancy gulps, hard. "I'm here, aren't I?"

She nods and doesn't know what to - what to say. Every time she thinks about it, Robin's stomach turns and the coldness -

"Tell me about the scar".

"Oh..." - she can do that - "...so I was pretty small as a kid and couldn't like see much when I was standing in a crowd. So, in Madrid, I had trouble spotting the contacts among people and because I was so small they couldn't see me either". She laughs at the memory.

"In every square a hand-off would take place, I'd find a tree, climb it, sit up there until I spotted who needed to be given whatever it was I was carrying in my bag. So, like after a while it was a joke, you know, it became an unofficial code for the hand-offs; find the robin on the tree".

Next to her, Nancy huffs a light sound - almost a laugh, if it wasn't for the tone of staining pain over it. Robin feels the smile turn to ash on her face.

"Well, I... I slipped, naturally. At one point. The hand-off failed because they could find me in the trees. I, huh..." - Robin frowns a deep thing - "...a random lady on the street patched me up".

"Did they..." - Nancy sounds as if she is in agony - "...did they hurt you for it?"

"What?" Robin frowns and turns to look at her. "No. I got yelled at and it was marked on my file and they leveled up the climbing training".

"Oh", Nancy seems torn between looking relieved and uncomfortable. "Okay".

"They were never..." - Robin wants Nancy to look at her, but the girl is firmly facing on the spot of the sheets between them. Robin hesitates, cold and tensing up, before reaching between them with a hand and pushing a light fingertip under the girl's chin to bring the stormy blue eyes up- "...they were never cruel with me".

"Well..." - Nancy looks defeated but doesn't slip away from her touch - "...western propaganda is the only thing I know".

Robin starts to chuckle before she -

The words reach so deep, Robin somehow feels colder. Electrocuted to the point of every inch of her snapping into a frozen block of steel.

Her voice comes out so dry, it actually drags out some of her Russian accent. "What?"

Nancy blinks at the snapping change, blinking and finally looking like herself. "What?"

"You, huh..."

She shudders so hard that something catches in the middle of her chest. It cuts off her breaths; a deep pull of tension. Slowly, she rolls out of the bed and grabs for a shirt where it's laying on the floor.

"Robin -"

"Sorry", she blinks, needing to move. "You said it in a way that... in a moment that I - it's not like I have not thought about this but I always just - I always just..."

Nancy reaches for a shirt too. The bitter smile is back on her face again.

She spits an unforgiving, "What, did you just realize propaganda is the only thing you too know?"

The words die on her tongue. Five languages and nothing she can say. She freezes in front of the window, looking at these woods that kind of remind her of home but are not the same; aren't what Robin longs to see right now.

If she was back in Moscow, this is a moment she'd take a walk in the snow, in the thick crowd walking around the square. She'd go and sit on a marble step, in the cold, just to watch the lines of people outside the stores, watch the little bounce of bodies trying to keep warm, watch the cars passing and the buildings raising and -

She misses home so much it hurts and she is losing that too like she lost Nancy, the kids, Steve and for what? For what? She cannot, for the life of her, remember what mattered more than them.

"Robin, Robin, hey, hey, I - Hey, Robin".

The arms are warm and protective, but not tight enough. Robin needs them to be tighter. "I'm so sorry, Nancy".

The girl's head settles between Robin's shoulder blades. The girl's arms tighten around her torso, enough to thankfully squeeze off some pressure.

"I know. I know you are".

The sobs are so hard they rock both of them but they bring no release, they offer nothing but this headache and a stuffy nose and an exhaustion deep enough for Robin to feel in her bones.

Thankfully, Nancy has a bit of strength to move them back in bed. Has enough strength to wrap a blanket around them both and she settles in too, her arms going back around Robin from behind and the tip of her nose tracing the back of her neck.

Bare legs carefully tangle -

Robin sucks in a breath at the girl's freezing feet on her calves. She presses everything into focusing on the chilly touch against her skin; on the firm weight of Nancy's body stretching against her back.

It does not take long for her to fall asleep then, and she sends out a wish that the girl will still be there when she wakes up again.

She is not.

[haelestorm]

@m0bhit: 👥 ( silas )

send 👥 for a headcanon relating to both of our muses .

riley  does  not  play  favorites  with  her  kids  ,  but  she  does  have  a  bit�� of  an  extra  soft  spot  for  silas  .  she  knows  what  it's  like  to  be  a  middle  kid  ,  and  she  wants  to  make  sure  he  gets  as  much  attention  as  wesley  and  winnie  .  so  when  she  notices  winnie  being  extra  spoiled  or  eddie  being  all  secretive  about  business  things  with  wes  she'll  take  silas  on  little  outings  to  the  movies  or  mini  golf  or  the  mall  just  to  let  him  know  that  he  is  just  as  important  as  his  siblings  and  she  sees  and  understands  him  .

[myfanfictiongarden]

Omg…. episodes 11 & 12 The Spoils and Kalends of February is what I`ve been looking for.

I’m not kidding when I say I’m in tears, this episodes were incredible.

[musicrunsthroughmysoul]

Today I sat in an Asian food buffet restaurant across the table from two of my coworkers (we were technically at work) and almost cried over the lyric analysis that I was writing on my phone for "Rain Dance" by Big Country.

[baeshijima]

i fucking hate this gane

throws up tears

[cheollipop]

MINGI'S SONG????