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Book Kasidet, Mond Tanutchai and Force Jiratchapong as Mew Witsarut, Boeing and Top Tanin in Only Friends Episode 1 and 10 (2023) [X] [X]
#only friends the series#only friends ep01#only friends ep10#only friends spoilers#topmew#boeingmew#top tanin#mew witsarut#Boeing#forcebook#book kasidet#force jiratchapong#mond tanutchai#My Gifs
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my defense for Jestro
Jestro the jester
gender:male
age:20
appear :in season 1,2,3,4
OK Jestro Character At the beginning he good person/ and sensitive person/ and funny /And sometimes he acts like a child/and he talent When he has self-confidence / and self-esteem issues/And he really is making an effort be good at it something even if it was in seconds clumsy And look at the negative side / easily affected from People very bad comments / And from these points in season -EP01: in Jestro final performance, when he caused total blackout on the whole kingdom in which the ensuing incident releases Book of Monsters from its prison Clay tried Tells him he wasn't terrible But one of the robots He said he was a terrible failure And another robot said He can't do anything right And just these words Jestro started crying and ran away And this is what give The book of monsters is a chance to do evil plans And make everyone attention to Jestro, all people Watch out Jestro and his monsters Attack or what Jestro plans while in real It's just Uses Jestro is puppet.
when Jestro meet book of monsters tell him words He can become the greatest villain And it gets respect deserve.
At first Wasn't sure he could bad things and hesitation when he saw
Clay is only friend But the book mentioned bad things The kingdom did it they laugh at him like nothing And I'm your only friend and use evil books to corruption his mind
Relationship
it was clay his best friend Before corruption.
book fo monster or AKA Monstrox sidekick and mentor and sometimes father and son relationship and Grandfather and grandson relationship.
in season 2 EP8 (Open Mic Knight)
When Jestro entering the stage he was stuttering and mumbling But the book helped him and when Jestro saw people laughter on his joke not on him felt joy
when knights tell Jestro They are proud of him And they tell him his performance was great And it can be funny instead of evil And when he was calling out to book joke Jestro terrify and panic-stricken When he did not find the book And he says that there is nothing without him And he wll spoil the show As usual But the knights were reassured they return the book for him with two condition 1 no attack on kingdom with monsters, And 2 go to the stage goes by himself cheer, Clay He said to believe in him And it can be funny on his own And he felt confident I wasn't sure what to do crowd
But he did it without the book
when book fo monsters Has Finally book of betrayal, book order him destroys the knights And back to the castle but Jestro indecision Should it be good or bad And the book of betrayal affected him and run away
in season 2 EP9
Clay got a chance to speak to Jestro and bring it back the good side. Clay and Jestro come back like best friends And go back to base to put plan with others and when split up In order to confuse monsters but Clay and Jestro trapped however Jestro Tell Clay it was his fault and had no responsibility in his mistakes And thank Him for everything Jestro sacrifice Himself By making Clay take the book and then damage vehicle and fly away while Turns himself to monsters
season 2 EP10
Jestro helps knights to passage In castle order to save Clay like saved him And in battle Jestro try help them Fights monsters with a big spoon and in the end won and Jestro back to be Jester
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Twice as SpongeBob characters
...'cause why not
Nayeon
-Pearl
Whines 24/7 (especially if she isn't getting what she wants)
Teenage behaviour at its finest
Shopaholic
Loves Mr. Krabs even though she keeps annoying him
Jeongyeon
-Mr. Krabs
Is annoyed by Pearl
But loves her and would do anything for her
One is obsessed with money, the other with cleaning
Would protect something they wanted with their own lives
Momo
-Patrick
For obvious reasons
Share the same one braincell
In their own world
Don't really pay attention to what others are saying
But are great and loyal friends
Would have a pet rock if she had the chance
Sana
-SpongeBob
Could talk for hours
High-pitched laugh
Believes there's no evil in this world
The employee of the month
SaMo best friends
Jihyo
-Sandy
(I know I should have put the Texans girls as each other, but)
The smart one
Very hard working
Everyone goes to her for advice
The only one that can make everyone behave properly
Let's be honest, someone we all look up to
Mina
-Gary
Has to put up with SpongeBob and Patrick (aka Samo)
And is smarter than them
Don't talk much but when they do it's powerful
Dahyun
-Plankton
DubChaeng married
Loves the idea of being evil but is bad at it
Smol
Chaeyoung
-Karen
Clearly the smarter one in the relationship
Supports their partner even in their worst days
But also so done with them messing up all the time
Tzuyu
-Squidward
A mood
Sassy
Loves peace and quiet but has to deal with the rest of the team
Time To Twice ep01; Tzuyu running away after being partnered up with SaMo
#Twice#Nayeon#Jeongyeon#Momo#Sana#Jihyo#Mina#Dahyun#Chaeyoung#Tzuyu#spongebob#kpop#thread#im nayeon#yoo jeongyeon#hirai momo#minatozaki sana#park jihyo#myoui mina#kim dahyun#son chaeyoung#chou tzuyu#twice as spongebob characters
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a series of promising events (2/5)
aaron hotchner x female!reader
word count: 10.6k (yeah i have a spacing problem)
a/n: part 2 of this series is here! some dialogue, cases, and themes taken directly from criminal minds (S03 EP20, S04 EP01, & S05 EP08). originally, i had it planned to be 3 parts, but after editing, and looking at the word count, it makes more sense to be 5 parts. i don’t want to inundate you lovely people with massive word counts (even though 10k is massive) so this is the finalized count. because i finally got my shit together and finished this out, part 3 will be up wednesday morning, part 4 will be up friday morning, and the final part 5 will be up sunday morning. thank you to everyone who showed some love for part one, and thank you to anyone else who stumbled across my crazy writing and read along!
at the end, I’ve tagged the peeps that interacted with part 1. if you don’t want to be tagged for the other parts, just let me know :)
ok enough of my rambling inner monologue, here we go friends!
link to part 1: here
****
May 2008
We were in New York, investigating what started out as five connected shootings in the city. After twelve hours, we were up to nine fatalities.
We delivered the profile at nine thirty, finally satisfied with the outcome after a day's worth of combing over crime scene photos and witness statements. Hotch didn’t want to waste another second, making sure the profile went out before the night shift went out to patrol.
“Now, our first theory is that we’re dealing with a team.” Derek started. “In the case of the D.C. snipers, there was actually one intended victim.”
“John Muhammad wanted to kill his ex wife, but he knew if he did, he’d be the prime suspect, so he created a spree in order to mask his primary motivation.”
Spencer added before turning to SSA Joyner. “Muhammad and Malvo also left a death card at one of their scenes, just like this unsub.”
“We believe our unsubs have studied that case. They’re opening a line of communication.”
There was an outpouring of judgement focused on us, since we were in charge of the D.C. snipers case as well. These unsubs know we’re here, and they’re trying to show they can outthink us.
“Yes, they are playing games. But what that tells us is at least one of them has some intelligence.” You tried to hold your ground, and not let their opinions get to you.
“And like I said,” Prentiss interrupted, ready to put these cops in their place. “They know these cases. He’s also studied the placement of the surveillance systems well enough to avoid detection.”
“We’ve asked officers to canvass their precincts, and look out for a father-son type of duo that fit the dominant-submissive profile.” Rossi had Reid hand out some gang related profiles, just in case the profile shifted. But we were pretty confident in our first go.
“Talk to the people on your beats, look out for anything suspicious. And let's pray that this isn’t random.” The detective in charge finished and let his precinct disperse.
“Hey y/n/n, we’re gonna head back in five if you want a spot in the fun suburban.” JJ teased and lightly shoved Spencer’s shoulder.
You smiled and started packing up your backpack. “Okay. Just, leave the fragile doctor alone.”
After packing up any files you wanted to review when you got back to the hotel room, you let Morgan and Rossi know the four of you were headed out. They weren’t much further behind with Prentiss and Garcia.
You met Reid and JJ in the lobby, droopy eyes and mouths full of yawns adorning the three of you. It was a long day, and it was only going to be worse tomorrow.
“Where’s Hotch?” You asked, ready to get your feet out of these narrow leather dress shoes. You were wearing your combat boots tomorrow.
“He’s checking in with the lady friend.” JJ nodded her head toward Hotch, who was conversing with Joyner in her office. They were standing close, and you thought you caught a smile on his face. “Do you think they’re into each other?”
“She looks like she could be Haley’s twin,” Spencer added and you sighed.
The moment the team arrived at HQ this morning, everybody noticed the resemblance to Hotch’s ex-wife. SSA Kate Joyner went pretty far back with our unit chief. They went through the academy together and had some assignments overlap over the years. If it were up to Morgan and Garcia, the two of them would be out on a date right now. But you and Rossi quickly quieted the rumors, not wanting to deal with the rage that was Aaron Hotchner if he knew we were discussing his love life.
It had barely been six months since Haley left with Jack, and Hotch had just taken off his wedding band a few weeks ago. He didn’t tell any of you until you all witnessed him getting served in the office. It slapped you across the face, especially since you’d just met Haley and Jack for a quick lunch a month and a half before. I guess she wanted Hotch to tell you when he was ready.
As much as you valued your three year friendship with Aaron Hotchner, you knew Haley deserved better. Hotch adored his wife and son, and would fight heaven and earth to keep them safe. Unfortunately, he was too busy fighting the demons from hell to be a present father and husband. Everyone had their breaking point, and Haley had hit hers. From what Hotch has told you, they’re still amicable, and are trying to be friends again. After all, it wasn’t a lack of love that ended their marriage. It was a lack of prioritizing his family.
“Knock it off. He’s on his way over.” The three of you turned to one another, pretending to hold an intriguing conversation about one of Spencer’s magic tricks. Truthfully, you were always intrigued in his magic tricks; you never understood how he could pull endless quarters out of your ear. But that conversation would have to wait for another day.
“Ready to go?” Hotch pulled the keys out of his pant pocket, and the three of you nodded as Spencer called shotgun. A smile crossed your lips, never getting over the jovial things Spencer loved to claim when his intellect wasn’t needed to solve a case.
The fifteen minute ride to the hotel downtown was silent. You were all exhausted, emotionally and physically, sick of having to watch people die over and over again.
The four of you made it into the lobby, tomorrow morning’s papers already spread across the table. “The late edition didn’t miss a beat.” You said and picked up one of the papers, the headline reading ‘Execution Style’ with a still from one of the murders. You showed it to Hotch and he shook his head.
“I’m glad I never stooped to this level when I was publishing.” You murmured, reading the first paragraph of the article.
“JJ,” Spencer started and pointed across the lobby, causing all of us to turn. It was Detective Will LaMontagne Jr., JJ’s adorably chivalrous Louisiana boyfriend.
“Will.” You could practically hear the smile on her face as she led the walk over to him.
He was supposed to fly into D.C. to visit JJ for the weekend, but came to surprise her in New York when he heard the news. Spencer and I shared a look as Hotch extended a hand to him.
“Detective.”
“I’m sorry for showing up like this, I know you’re working. But, um. I can’t stand you being on this case. And me not being here, not with what’s going on.”
JJ shook her head in the slightest, and you started to get nervous.
“Is there a problem?” Hotch asked, concern completely taking over his voice at the thought of any harm happening to his team. The couple shared a knowing look, and your patience was starting to run thin with the information being withheld. JJ meant the world to you, and you wanted to make sure she was okay.
Reluctantly, she turned to face you all, a shy smile covering her face. “I’m pregnant.”
Spencer looked over at you, not knowing how to react to the news. But you couldn’t help the smile widening on your face.
“Oh my god, JJ! Congratulations!” You wrapped your arms around her and she laughed, most likely out of relief. This was a secret she kept for a long time.
“I’ve asked JJ to marry me,”
“Will.” She cut him off as Hotch gave him a congratulatory handshake.
“We’re working out some kinks.” He added as Spencer was next to hug your blonde friend. A baby, in the BAU. You might have been more excited than JJ.
“We’ll, uh, give you both some privacy.” Hotch started towards the elevator, and JJ was quick to follow.
“Hotch,” She didn’t continue, you knew this wasn’t the exact situation she wanted to tell everyone she was having a baby.
“JJ, you could have told me.”
The tenderness in his voice could have broken your heart in two right then and there, but add on the fact that you swore you could see Hotch’s eyes tear in the slightest, you were done. You didn’t want to mention it in front of Reid, but you knew this had to do with Haley. You’d be an idiot not to notice.
The three of you filed into the elevator, leaving JJ and Will to talk in private. You all got off on the fourth floor, Reid’s room the first to come up in the hallway.
“Night Spencer.”
“Goodnight. Seven a.m.,” He reminded you as he opened the door with his keycard.
You and Hotch walked down another ten feet before he found his room.
“Goodnight,” He mumbled out and reached for his key.
“Hotch,” He closed his eyes, nodding his head in the slightest.
“I’m tired, y/n.” You could’ve pushed harder. You could have gotten him to crack if you started nagging enough. You’d earned the title as baby sister from the team since you could whine and nag them into doing anything. But tonight didn’t seem like a good time for your skills.
You nodded, understanding this conversation wasn’t going to happen.
“Goodnight. Get some sleep.”
Despite your best efforts, you didn’t sleep a wink. Hotch had gone over his files and called for Kate to meet him in the lobby. But then there was an explosion, and you had to watch from your window as Hotch sat by Joyner, waiting for her to die.
Once the team had caught the second unsub and wrapped everything up at the precinct, you headed to the hospital to check on Hotch. And unsurprisingly, he was refusing any further treatment for the ringing in his ears he tried to deny. You saw him kick Rossi out of the room, the third member that couldn’t get through to him.
“Bobo, why don’t you give it a try. Can’t yell at the baby with a broken arm.” You were the one to tackle the unsub, and landed pretty hard on the pavement downtown. Nothing a black cast covered in smiley faces from Spencer and Garcia couldn’t fix.
“I know you can’t tell, but I’m flipping you off right now.” You responded to Morgan as you raised your casted hand toward him.
You headed to Hotch’s room, knocking on the window before you walked in.
“I swear to god if you try to put me in another MRI,” He started to raise his voice when you interrupted him.
“Shit, I should go tell Morgan he was wrong. Boss is willing to yell at the baby with a broken arm.”
He turned around to face you, the lines on his forehead disappearing once he saw it was you and not Rossi.
“What happened to your arm?” You smiled and glanced down at the cast. “Just another day on the job. Tackled the unsub, the pavement was not very kind to me.”
He sat on the edge of the bed, trying to put his tie back around his neck. You scoffed, stepping over to him.
“Why the hell would you want to put that back on?”
“Because it’s part of my suit.”
You knew better than to pull it out of his hands. He was holding on to any semblance of control, and his outfit was all that he had left. Instead you took a seat in the stiff chair across from him, watching as he grimaced every time he lifted his arms too high.
“If your goal is to get me to stay another minute here under observation, you’re not gonna win.”
You shook your head. “That’s not my goal.”
He sighed, giving up on putting his tie on. He moved to finish his top button, he was at least going to be covered.
“You should be excited for JJ.” You started, testing the water on this subject.
“Did I suggest otherwise?” He asked and you shook your head.
“When was the last time you saw Jack?” His eyes widened the slightest, and you regretted asking the question. You gripped the arms of the chair, ready to be ripped a new one.
Instead, Hotch let out a sigh, and you snapped your head up. “Two weeks. Haley went to visit her mother for a week, and then we went from Florida to New York in three days.”
He was already away from Jack half the week when they were still living under the same roof. Now he was lucky if he got to say goodnight on a weekend.
“Why don’t you take some time off? I’m sure you have weeks saved up. I’ve been here three years and have never seen a tan on you.”
He shook his head. “Strauss would never approve of it.”
“Hotch,”
“Y/n, I really want to get out of this hospital room and call my son.” You shook your head, crossing your arms over your chest.
“Fine. But you’re not flying home. You have a choice between Morgan and Rossi to drive you home. My recommendation would be Morgan, you don’t want to sit through four hours of Opera music.”
You stood up, refusing to meet his eye. You were sick of dealing with stubborn men.
“I’ll see if they can fax your records to D.C. before we leave.”
He muttered out a thank you as you left the room, shaking your head at the rest of the team.
“Nothing?” Morgan asked as you returned to them.
“Nothing. Even the baby gets yelled at.” Spencer spared you a glance and you gave him a small smile. You would be fine. “And Derek, you’re driving him back.”
***
January 2010
You didn’t think it could get worse than seeing Hotch with nine stab wounds at the hands of Foyet. You desperately wanted to believe that it couldn’t be worse than that. But you were naive to think that he would let Aaron survive and not make him suffer.
None of you would be able to erase the image of Haley’s bloody body lying in the home where she and Aaron created their family. You wouldn’t forget the sight of Hotch beating into Foyet’s face, or the sobs that raked through his body once Derek had shaken him off. This was a tragedy that shaped the entire team.
After Haley’s death, the seven of you took turns checking in on Hotch, Jack, and Haley’s sister Jessica. She stayed close by when Hotch was on leave, helping him with Jack’s routine, and how to explain to the four year old where his mommy went. She moved back into her apartment a few blocks away before Aaron returned to work. He wanted to prove to her that he could do this on his own, that he could be the strong father that Jack deserved, and that Haley would be proud of.
While the three of them were together, the team would try and make it over every Saturday for dinner. Hotch needed to be around friends, and Jessica needed a guilt free night to spend with the people that made her feel good. He was reluctant at first, not wanting us over the apartment, complaining that it was a mess, and it was too small to fit everyone. But it was impeccably neat, the result of a widow not being able to sleep. Once he became comfortable with us coming around on Saturday’s, we’d pick two weeknights to stop by with a dinner, movie, or game to help take their minds off of the pain. Although you and JJ stopped by every friday regardless of whose week it was, Hotch really appreciated the extra company, and so did Jack.
Despite his attempts at being independent, there were one too many distressed calls being made to you or JJ if he couldn’t get a hold of Jess, or if he didn’t want to burden her with the responsibility.
Your feelings about Jack Hotchner hadn’t changed in the four years since you met him. You would still do anything to see the adorable little boy smile. So, it was easy to say that you didn’t mind the late night phone calls worrying about Jack’s stuffy nose or when he should take the chicken out of the freezer without it going bad. Because the more he reached out to any one of you, the closer he was to finding a new normal.
However, all of you were surprised to see SSA Aaron Hotchner in his office only a month and a half after the event. Sure, he made remarkable progress, but you all assumed he would take a little more time, maybe take Jack on a well deserved vacation. Instead, you walked into the office on a monday morning, Hotch the first one in attendance.
That was two weeks ago.
The readjustment period had worn off, and Hotch was back to being a drill sergeant. Even more aggressive than he was before.
The case we were working was local, saving us the discomfort of sleeping in a hotel bed. We were in Virginia, investigating two murdered families, similar to ‘The Fox’.
“Who?” You asked, not familiar with the creepy nickname.
“Four years ago Karl Arnold, aka the fox, killed eight families.” Derek informed you. It must have been just before you started at the BAU.
“Similar to this case he took the father’s wedding rings, except in his case he took them as trophies.” Spencer finished.
“Hotch, you gave evidence at Arnold’s trial. I think you should go see him.” Derek was acting unit chief since before Haley’s death, and continued his position even with Hotch’s return. Strauss was weary now more than ever to give Aaron the title back so quick.
“I’d like to take l/n with me.” You looked over to Hotch, his eyes resting on yours, waiting for your approval.
You gave a small nod, placing your sunglasses over your eyes. “Okay. Let’s go.”
Hotch got the keys to a suburban and before you could meet him at the car, Prentiss pulled you back.
“Hey, are you sure you’re okay with this?” She was always looking out for you, heck she was the one that made you pack extra barf bags for crime scenes. She knew meeting face to face with a family killer would do a number on you. But Hotch can’t face this guy on his own. Not after what happened.
“I’m good. Not the first time I've interrogated a psychopath.” She reluctantly nodded.
“Okay. Just, let Hotch take the lead.”
You gave her arm a squeeze. “I will. Let’s find this guy.”
The ride to Red Onion Supermax was a short and quiet one. Hotch filled you in on the particulars of Arnold’s case, making sure you knew it inside and out. This was a team effort after all.
You couldn’t get a clean read on Hotch, however, on the ride over. He’d yet to crack a true smile or laugh in the weeks he’d been back, which normally wouldn’t be so out of character for him. But Reid had been trying to get him to crack with every magic trick he knew, even agreeing to let Derek joke about his lack of childhood and understanding of pop culture. But nothing worked.
It worried you to see the regression he’s made since coming back. You knew how happy he was at home with Jack, that a smile crossed his face most of the day when he was playing legos with his son. You hoped he was here because he wanted to be, not because he felt like he had an obligation to the team or the Bureau.
“Karl has a big ego. He’s going to answer every question with a question. He’ll try to gain the advantage with me by asking why I’m not wearing my wedding ring.” You looked down at his left hand, the gold band that you noticed on your first day, now gone, along with the woman he loved. “And then he will turn his attention to you.”
“So that’s why you brought me along.”
“Your presence will throw him off guard. And he’s going to want to describe to you in graphic detail every sexual act he committed with the families.”
“To freak me out?” Because you haven’t even met this sick bastard and you were certainly already freaked out.
Hotch met your eye, and you knew this was only going to get worse. “To pull you into his fantasy.”
The guard radioed for the gate to open, and you tried to contain the tremors in your hands. This was a wing of psychotic sexual sadists, they would pick up on your nervous ticks.
You looked to Hotch once the gate opened, and he nodded for you to go in.
“Go ahead.” You followed the guard in, surprised at the lack of noise you were welcomed with. “Keep your eyes forward. More than anything he’s going to want to see images of the children.”
“We can’t give him that.” You argued, as you started to hear the men from their cells.
“We have to give him something or we’ll get nothing from him.”
You’d kept your breathing under control the entire walk down the hallway, until a man crashed against the glass, causing you to flinch and spare a glance.
“Isn’t that, uh,-”
“Derek Payne.” He finished for you, his eyes still straight ahead.
“It’s reinforced glass.” You scoffed. Of course he wasn’t worried about another man ripping him apart.
“Easy for you to say, he tore apart fourteen women.”
The door opened to the interrogation room, and this time Hotch entered first. You were met with Karl Arnold, red bushy hair and a beard to match. He was average height, and a little stocky, not what you pictured him to look like.
“Hello Karl,” Hotch greeted him as we settled in on the other side of the table.
“Agent Hotchner,” He stood. “I wasn’t informed you were bringing a, uh,” He glanced at you, looking you up and down before turning back to Hotch. You really regretted wearing a white silk top with your dress pants today. “They just said two agents.”
“This is Agent-”
“Y/n, l/n.” You tried to control the dilation of your eyes as he looked right through you. “I know all about you.”
Now you understood why Emily asked you if you were sure about this. He kept his eyes on Hotch as he started the interrogation, never looking you in the eyes longer than a second. Even if you directed a question toward him, he would only answer to Hotch. He was a misogynist. You don’t know why you’re so surprised at this discovery, he tortured wives and families.
When he offered up his book of dialogue between him and his fans, he smelled your perfume as you reached across the table to grab it. Hotch quickly took it for you, letting you sit back down in your seat. Your gut was no longer in your stomach, it was lodged in your throat.
“How’d you lose your ring, Agent Hotchner?” It was beyond your level of profiling to understand how Hotch could just sit there and take the assault on his personal life from a man who ruined families, especially with what he’d just been through. You’d never mastered the art of compartmentalization quite like Hotch. But right now, you were thankful for your uncontrollable emotions.
“I can look past your refusal to answer my question, if you let me see the children. It’s the only way I can truly help you.” You gripped the files harder at the mention of the victims and looked at Hotch.
“Can I speak with you for a second?” He nodded and the two of you stood.
“Is there something wrong, y/n?” You bit back the sarcasm that was threatening to fall from your mouth.
“Nothing’s wrong, Karl.”
You exited the interrogation room, still clutching the files close to your chest.
“We cannot show him these.”
He looked at Arnold, who seemed to find your eyes, even through the reflective mirror. “These images will be his undoing and will lead us to the killer.”
“These are not just images.”
“That’s exactly what they are.”
“Hotch, I am not about to parade a dead twelve year old girl in a bathing suit in front of a serial killer who gets off on it.” You raised your voice, not willing to compromise any respect you had left for these victims.
“Then show him the others. It’ll gain his trust and get him talking. He won’t talk to me, he knows I know everything that gets him off. But he’ll want to tell you just what he would do to them. I told you, he wants to pull you in.”
You shook your head. “These are children! Helpless children whose fathers have to live with what this animal did to their families! These strangers do not get to see the torture and humiliation that they went through.”
“If you can’t stomach showing him what he desires, then I’ll do it. Because we’re not leaving until we get a name out of him. You’re either with the team or you’re not.”
You scoffed. “You’re not the unit chief anymore. I do what Morgan says if we can’t come to an agreement.”
It was bold of you to remind him of his subordinate place. But you were equals now, despite the decade between you two. You didn’t have to listen to his orders if you felt they were wrong.
He reached for the files, but you turned away from him. “I’m going in there. Not you. But I’m going to run the interrogation my way, not exposing these children. If you have a problem with that, you can call Morgan.”
You motioned for the guard to let you back in. You took your seat across from Karl, a smirk still evident on his face.
“What, no Agent Hotchner?”
“You know, yours was one of the first cases I studied,” You started, trying to loosen up the muscles in your face. Going against every natural instinct in your body was making it hard to relax. “I’ve been fascinated ever since. I wanted to tell you sooner, but I was embarrassed with him in the room.”
“You’re embarrassed because you want to know what I did, don’t you.” You pushed out a smile, a little giggle behind it to entice him.
And of course it did. “Yes.”
“I can show you exactly what I did to them.”
“Tell me.” You tilted your head to the side, pushing some hair behind your ear. You were fighting the bile rising in your throat with every word you exchanged with him.
“Children are so precious, so clean. But they need guidance, especially the girls.”
You narrowed your eyes. “Why?”
“Girls have much more to lose than boys. It’s a fact, the female body can handle pain much better.” If this wasn’t a serial killer across from you, you’d agree with him and make some jokes about the female anatomy. But he was enjoying this, just like Hotch said. He was pulling you in.
“What did you do to them?”
He smiled. “I showed them, what men, their fathers, and brothers, are capable of.”
“And what is that?”
“Once I killed the children, It always amazed me how little the father fought the inevitable, the dying.”
“I never thought I would get these answers, let alone from the man himself.” You pushed out another smile, because you knew he was holding back. He was almost willing to trust you, he just needed to be groomed a little more.
“It takes a good woman, to make an honest man. And you’re prettier than Agent Hotchner.”
He was dancing around the information now, knowing that he had your time and attention. “Karl, do you know why you killed all those families?”
“I already told you why.”
You dropped the sweet tone, and pushed up on your elbows. “No, you told me how. And your motivations were all driven by sex, motivations you learned from your father.”
You saw him flinch, and you knew you were getting somewhere.
“You assert your dominance by making the father, the head of the household, watch you torture, assault, and take anything you wanted from the people he’s supposed to protect. Now your admirer, they don’t have the same ambitions as you do. And normally, that would bother a man like you. You want to be adored for every single part of your mess. But like you said, they’re an admirer, not a fan. So I’m guessing it’s a woman, who you’ve really come to care for.”
He tugged on his shackled wrists, you clearly got what you were looking for.
“Those women, those girls, they needed to be taught a lesson. How to obey who’s in charge. And you,” he laughed as he inched as far across the table as he could. “The things I would do to you if I weren’t nailed to this table. You’d be done before I could call your name.”
Before you could respond, Hotch came into the room, demanding a name. You stood up, no longer needing to play a role.
“It must be distracting, working with such a beautiful woman everyday.” You didn’t spare him another glance as you heard him mumble out a name to Hotch, finally getting what he wanted: power over you.
“Morgan, we’ve got a name. It’s a female guard in intake. Get everybody here ASAP.” The guard led you and Hotch back down the hallway, through the lion's den, and back to the elevator. Once inside, you let out a breath. Hotch turned to look at you, but you spoke up before he had the chance.
“Don’t ask me to do that ever again.”
You would’ve yelled at him, tore him to pieces in the elevator ride from the fourth floor to the exit, but there was a guard escorting you out. You didn’t want him to have the privilege of watching two FBI agents battle it out. And honestly, you weren’t sure if you had the heart to yell at him after all he’d been through.
But once you were escorted through the exterior gates, your team in sight, you regained the nerve to give Hotch a piece of your mind.
Not before he spoke first though.
“You did exactly what needed to be done. I didn’t ask you to act that way toward him, and I’m sorry you feel that that was your only way in. But I’m not going to apologize for getting the name of the killer.”
“So you would have acted in the same degrading way if the roles were reversed?”
He scoffed. “Yes, I would have. Because unlike you, my feelings don’t impair my judgement or ability to do this job. You’re an asset to this team, you need to find a way to get your emotions in check.”
You stopped walking, turning around to face him. You were in the middle of the driveway now, SWAT and BAU canvassing the scene. But you were going to do this here and now.
“The only reason you brought me here was to appeal to that sick son of a bitch. The only thing that makes me an asset to you is the fact that I have a vagina and you don’t. You turned me from a Supervisory Special Agent into a fighting fuck toy! You watched as I drained every ounce of respect I had for myself to turn into what that psychopath desired, all because I wouldn’t show him pictures of innocent children.” He looked over your shoulder to the team, embarrassed that they were hearing this. “At least have the respect to look at me while I’m talking to you!”
Hotch had never heard you yell like this. You were the calm one, the baby, as Derek called you. No one ever pushed you so far over the edge to get a reaction out of you. At least, not until he did.
“The next time you ask me, JJ, Prentiss, or Garcia to flirt our way into a serial killer's mind, to expect us to degrade ourselves in order to save another woman, I will not hesitate to report you to Strauss.” You could hear footsteps behind you, but you continued on as tears started to form in your eyes. “You used to say that my empathy was what made me an amazing agent. That my ability to connect with victims and families was the reason I’m here. So do not try and make me feel worthless for possessing something that you wish you could have. Because the way you act, with no capability for empathy, is a depressing way to live.”
“Y/n,” Spencer rested a hand on your shoulder, but you shook it off.
“Figure out the man you want to be.”
Before you could say anything else, Spencer dragged you away from Hotch and towards the cars. You could feel the tears freely falling down your cheeks, but you made no effort to remove them. You ignored the stares from the rest of your team, not giving them the satisfaction of knowing what went down in that interrogation room. Instead, you got into the passenger seat of the suburban, and Spencer started the drive back to the office.
Rationally, you knew you went off too hard at him. He never deliberately asked you to flirt with Arnold. He asked you to show him the pictures of Lucy, to get him to crack under the fantasy. But you refused. You would rather make yourself go through that pain than any young child. It’s what you’d always done.
Spencer tried to convince you they hadn’t heard the conversation. That they were all too focused on SWAT’s apprehending of the guard to pay attention.
“Spence,” You started and looked over at him. “We all had our earpieces in. You heard every word.”
And he was silent the rest of the ride back. You were exhausted, and you wanted nothing more than to go home and fall asleep on your couch with reruns playing in the background. But you had a mountain of paperwork to finish, and still needed to debrief when the team got back.
Halfway through your stack, the team came back to the bullpen. Prentiss gave your shoulder a comforting squeeze as she passed by, heading for her desk. Derek had agreed to let everyone go home without debriefing. This was the earliest we’d been done with a case so close to home. We needed to capitalize on our rest.
JJ was the first to go home, excited to be home in time for dinner with Will and Henry. Prentiss and Rossi followed shortly after, going to celebrate the win of this case at an expensive restaurant, at Dave’s expense.
“Come on you two, don’t make me drag you out of here kicking and screaming.” Derek addressed you and Reid as he pulled his coat on.
“We’re right behind you boss man.” Spencer said and turned his desk light off, grabbing his cane. He should be able to ditch all mobility aids soon.
You swung your backpack over a shoulder and turned off your own light. You didn’t even make it out of your four foot space before Hotch called out to you.
“Y/n, could I see you before you leave?” He was standing in front of his office, on higher ground than the rest of us. Power move, you thought to yourself. But he wouldn’t be that petty.
You looked back to Reid and Moran, the former nodding to you before seeing himself to the elevator. Now it was just Spencer, his eyes begging for you to leave.
“I don’t need to remind you how deeply you care for all of us. But if you keep putting yourself out there to comfort him, you’re going to get destroyed.” This was the first time Spencer had mentioned this to you. Sure, you’d been helping Hotch out at home, a little more than normal, but everybody was pitching in. His wife died for god's sake.
“Spence, I don’t know what you’re talking about.” He let out a sigh and fidgeted with his cane. You found it at a consignment shop on one of your weekends off, and bought it for him without hesitation. It had an eagle engraved in it’s clutch, something regal, medieval, and screamed Spencer Reid. You ignored the price, a forty dollars more than you would’ve liked to spend on a walking stick, but the look on his face when you gave it to him was priceless.
“You need to stand up for yourself. Nothing excuses the way he treated you today. Regardless of your decision to play a character.”
God, could he read you.
“No pair of rose colored glasses could cloud that. Not even yours.” He gave you one last shadow of a smile before limping his way to the elevator.
Once you regained your composure, you turned to make your way up to Hotch’s office. He was sitting in his chair, staring at the paperwork waiting to be filled out before him. You knocked on the open door, and he stood up without even looking at you. You were going to take Spencer’s advice and stick up for yourself, so you had to set the pace.
“Can this be quick? I wanted to get home before traffic started up.” He rounded the front of his desk, stuffing his hands in his pockets as he leaned against it.
“I’m sorry for the way I treated you back at the prison.” You nodded, not wanting to verbally accept the apology that was due to you hours ago. “I was out of line and completely blinded by the case. I should’ve listened to you and taken your reservations into consideration. It was narcissistic of me to think I was the only one capable of making the right decision.”
“Thank you.” You stuttered out, still absorbing the tone of his voice. His word choice was self deprecating, a cry for help if you didn’t know any better.
“Y/n,” He started but was interrupted by a shaky breath. “I hate that I made you feel like all you’re good for is to romance your way into their heads. You deserve to be treated with respect, to be valued because of your empathy and your psychological understanding of victims and their families. If I’ve ever made you feel like you were worthless before this afternoon, please tell me.”
“No, you’ve never made me feel that way.”
He nodded before turning to grab a piece of paper from his desk.
“Good. Because I’ve written up a complaint for Strauss, describing my behavior and language directed toward you today. You shouldn’t have to wait for a next time to file it.”
He extended the paper to you, and you walked until you were standing in front of him, accepting the complaint into your hands. But you didn’t even read it before tearing it in two.
“What are you doing?”
“Hotch, I’m not filing a complaint against you. Everything that I did today was my choice. You didn’t force me into anything.”
He ran a hand through his hair, the first time you’ve seen it tousled in the office.
“I was uncomfortable showing Arnold those pictures. So I made the choice to play a character, to appeal to his fantasy. You weren’t in the room, and you didn’t suggest that. If anything, you tried more than anything to get me to stick to the script. Did you have some choice words for me that weren’t necessarily appropriate? Yes. But we all have our moments. After we got out of there, I felt sick that I had to do that to get a name out of him. It wasn’t the first time I’ve camouflaged myself for the greater good, and it won’t be the last. I took out the self hatred I had on you, because you were there. Because if I did it your way, I wouldn’t be able to look at myself in the mirror again without feeling ashamed. But you didn’t deserve it.”
“Yes, I do. I deserve to be ridiculed for telling you that your empathy is a weakness. I deserve to be ridiculed for yelling at Garcia for missing something on a search. I deserve,”
His voice broke, and you froze in place. You were about to see Aaron Hotchner cry for the first time in four years. “I deserve to be punished for Haley’s death.”
Your own eyes started to water as you saw a single tear roll down his cheek. Without thinking, you reached forward and held his hands in your own. They were shaking, and he tried to pull them away from you. But you held on tight, you weren’t going anywhere.
“Hotch, look at me.” He kept his gaze on the windows, looking out onto the concrete roof.
“Hotch, please.” You were quieter the second time, and that’s what got him to meet your eyes.
“I’m not going to sit here and tell you that you could’ve prevented Haley’s death if you did one thing instead of the other. Because no matter what you did, Foyet would’ve found her, and done this all over again.” He tried to look away from you, but you tugged on his hands, begging him to stay. “But what you did prevent, was Foyet taking away the greatest thing you and Haley ever made. You saved your son, Hotch. And you ended Foyet’s reign of terror. You get to spend every day reminding Jack how amazing his mother was. How strong, resilient, and fierce she was. How she looked death in the eye and didn’t even flinch. You get to live the rest of your life for your son.”
He nodded and closed his eyes, letting the few remaining tears fall down his face. You let your own fall with the reprieve of no longer being under his stare, not wanting to fall apart when he needed you.
“I love her. I never stopped loving her. The divorce, it wasn’t because of that. It was because of this job.”
You squeezed his hands before letting them go, letting him wipe off his face.
“I know. And I know she never stopped loving you.”
You never thought you would get to this moment when you first met Haley. You let out a small laugh while remembering your first encounter, how pregnant and angry she was at Hotch.
“What?” You smiled and shook your head.
“I’m just remembering the first time I met her. She was pregnant, she called you a robot, and was cracking jokes left and right to try and get you to crack.”
That got him to smile. “I could always make her laugh when we were younger. She had the funniest, most embarrassing laugh. But it was Haley. And it was addicting.”
You wanted him to remember her like this, with a smile on her face and the loving soul she was.
“I truly am sorry for what I said to you, but you have to know I didn’t mean it.”
You nodded. “I know you didn’t. Just apologize to Garcia in the morning, and get home to Jack. I’ll see you tomorrow.”
He gave you a small smile as you picked up your backpack.
Spencer’s words stung in your ears while you were holding Hotch’s hands. You loved everyone on this team as your family. And Hotch needed you to be there for him a lot more over the last two months. Sure, you’d brushed off some harsh conversations with him considering the circumstances, but you knew when it went too far, like today.
“Y/n,” His voice pulled you from your thoughts, stopping you at the door. “Thank you.”
You nodded. “Of course.”
Maybe you did care too much for people. But if it helped them get back to normal, you’ll continue wearing those rose colored glasses a little while longer.
***
March 2010
“I’m grocery shopping. Because I have no food in my apartment and I never thought I’d say this, but I’m sick of eating pizza.” You threw a box of cheerios in your cart, careful not to hit the eggs on their way in.
“That’s how you’re spending your saturday? Our first saturday off in a month?”
“Well, unless I want to spend another twenty bucks on one meal, I’ve gotta do my grown up chores.” “You need to get your butt back home so we can go out and drink.”
Emily was relentless, to say the least. Every single weekend you had off, her number popped up on your phone the minute you got home. She hated resting in her own solitude, and tried to drag you along for any activity she could think of. Shopping, drinking, walking around the national mall, and, in desperate cases, running. But her record wasn’t stellar in getting you to attend.
“I’m spending the afternoon with my couch, a book that has taken me too long to read, and probably eat an entire bag of smartfood.” You chucked a box of granola bars in your cart too when you heard a kid cry. You turned to the end of the aisle, but the parent was blocking the child. “Besides, it’s dinner tonight at Hotch’s.”
“He canceled this morning. Rossi was supposed to call and let you know.” You rolled your eyes. Of course Dave forgot.
“Daddy! I want the poptarts!” You heard the kid yell out again. But you knew that voice, and you couldn’t help the smile that spread across your face.
“Em, I’ll see you on Monday. Have a shot for me.”
“I’ll have two.”
You laughed as you hung up the phone, pushing the cart over to your favorite little boy on the planet. You didn’t think to give the father another glance when you didn’t recognize him, but that’s because Aaron Hotchner is never without a suit at the office. He was dressed in jeans now and a quarter zip, looking like a normal dad.
When you approached the two boys, Jack was leaning against the shelf, tears streaming down his cheeks as he kicked his feet against the ground.
“It looks like SSA Hotchner could use some help profiling his son.”
Hotch was quick to stand up, meeting your eye. You only smiled while crouching down to Jack’s level.
“Hey little man, what’s the problem here?” He wiped the tears from his cheeks, and your heart broke at the redness in his eyes.
“Daddy won’t let me get any pop tarts.”
“That’s because you ate the whole box in one day without my permission.” Aaron argued back.
You hid your laugh in your shoulder, not wanting to upset Jack any more. But Hotch had already caused him to spiral into a meltdown again.
“Jack, have you ever had ants on a log?” He shook his head, tears continuing down his chubby cheeks. “Well, they were my favorite snack when I was little. It’s celery, peanut butter, and raisins all set up on a plate. And the best part is, you get to make it yourself! Now, I know how much you love peanut butter, and I bet if you ate this snack, Daddy will let you get poptarts the next time you go grocery shopping.”
“Okay.” He said and nodded his little head. “But I’m sick of grocery shopping.”
“Me too buddy.” I sat down next to him. “I do not like having to walk up and down these aisles searching for food. So, why don’t we sit here while daddy finishes his list?”
You spared a glance at Hotch and his practically full basket. You knew he would be done in ten minutes if you stayed here with Jack.
“Are you sure?” Aaron asked and you nodded.
“‘Course. I don’t need food that bad anyway.” He sighed and made his way back to his carriage.
You pulled a piece of paper and a pen out of your purse and handed it to Jack.
“Aunt Jessica told me that you know how to write your name now. Can you show me?”
He sat up straight, laying the paper down on the floor. You watched as he made a loopy uppercase J, followed with big and small letters to spell out the rest of his name.
“That’s awesome buddy. What about your last name?”
“Hotchner!” He yelled out and you laughed.
“Yeah, let me spell it out for you.” You wrote it out on the paper and it took him a few minutes to copy down.
“You’re turn now, y/n.” He handed you the pen and you wrote your name down, saying the letters as you wrote them. Jack repeated you, and it made you laugh. You forgot that kids were such sponges.
By the time you finished writing Aaron and Haley’s names for Jack, Hotch was back with his cart. “Alright buddy, it’s time for us to go. We gotta let y/n finish her grocery shopping.”
“No! I want y/n to come home with us for dinner. She was helping me spell everyone's names!”
You smiled as you stood up, giving Jack a hand. “Maybe next time buddy. But you gotta get home to try those ants on a log.”
“Actually, we’re making pizzas for dinner, Jack’s saturday choice. You can come over, if you don’t have any plans already.” You’d never heard Hotch this nervous before. It made you laugh a little.
“I’d love to. Only if I get to put extra cheese on my pizza though.”
“Of course!” Jack exclaimed and you matched his smile.
“Awesome! I’ll let you two pay for all this food and I’ll meet you at your house okay?” Jack nodded before running to the front of the cart.
“You sure you don’t have any plans? I don’t want you to give up another saturday night at my expense,”
“Hotch there is nothing more exciting than spending my weekends with the cutest four year old on the planet.” He smiled, but you knew he still wasn’t convinced. “Besides, every other twenty-nine year old I know is in a stuffy club in uncomfortable clothes. This is much more my pace.”
He nodded, a small smile on his face. “Okay. We’ll meet you at the apartment in a half an hour.”
“Sounds good. See you soon Jack!” You waved to the little boy and quickly tried to finish buying the staples that could get you through a few days at home.
You got home and quickly put your food away, making sure everything that needed to be refrigerated was chilled. You switched your t-shirt for a long sleeve tee, opting for sneakers instead of boots. Comfort was the utmost importance on days off.
It took you twenty minutes to get to Hotch’s apartment from yours, arriving at five on the dot. You were known for, and proud of your punctuality. Hotch answered the door after two knocks, and you couldn’t help but focus on the noise of three different locks unlocking.
He greeted you with a slight nod of the head, button down replacing his quarter zip.
“Do you even own comfortable clothes?” “This is comfortable.” You rolled your eyes, as he took the poptarts from your hands, raising his eyebrow at you.
“Didn’t I just have this fight with my four year old son about not buying these?” He asked as he let you in the house.
“Yes, but I’m the fun dinner guest. I bring the treats for the children.”
He tried to hide the small huff of a laugh that escaped his lips, but you still caught it. “You will be the death of me.”
You let out a laugh as he led you into the kitchen, putting them away on the top cabinet. I reached for my hip and pulled my holster off, putting it on the counter.
“Do you have somewhere I can put this? Last thing I need is to drop it while I throw up my pizza dough.” He unlocked the drawer in his desk, placing it in there before locking it back up.
You heard tiny footsteps running down the hall. “Y/n! It’s pizza time!”
You smiled as he tugged at your legs. “I know! I’m so excited!”
“Alright buddy, you’re up first. Show y/n how we properly throw our pizza dough in the air.” Hotch pushed a step stool over to the counter, waiting for Jack to step up. The grin on the little boy's face was ginormous as he powdered his hands with flour, taking the small ball of dough Hotch separated for him.
The two of you were on either side of Jack, each ready to follow his lead in the process. “Ok, on the count of three. One, two, three!”
You spun the dough in your hands before throwing it in the air, watching it separate the slightest bit. Jack’s giggles filled the apartment as he let his dough fall onto the counter. Aaron shook his head, you could tell this part of the meal was always a struggle for the little boy.
You watched as Jack spread out the miniscule amount of sauce he wanted along his crust, topping it off with a mountain of cheese. You taught him the more cheese, the better, and he clearly still believed you. You added some pepperoni to your own oval shaped pie, unsuccessful in making a perfect circle crust. But, not everyone could be the perfect Italian chef like David Rossi.
While the pizza’s were in the oven, the three of you sat down to play a few rounds of Candyland. You hadn’t played since your time at DCFS, and you forgot how there was no real objective to the game. It certainly wasn’t your game of choice, but Jack was still a little young to be able to contend with you in a game of monopoly. A few more years, you thought.
Once the pizza’s were done, Jack helped you set the table as Hotch cut the pies. You felt a little out of place, crossing some very important boundaries by having dinner with just the two Hotchner boys. This saturday was much different than the ones you spent when the whole team was over, Henry and Jack putting on dance parties for the guests.
You started to become more aware of your actions around the apartment; how you knew where the placemats were kept, that Jack used his purple cup for milk at dinner, and the strict no electronics rule at the table. However, that had been established by Haley years ago. The thought of her had a shot of guilt running through your stomach, sitting down with her family for dinner, just three and a half months after she’d passed.
You’d been thinking a lot about what Spencer had said that night at the BAU. He was vague, too vague for the doctor that could tell you how long he’d been alive down to the second. After a few sleepless nights, you called the doctor in question and demanded he explain himself. But after his admission, you quickly regretted having all the information.
Spencer Reid has known you for almost five years now, and has seen you through the moments that have shaped your adult life. Killing Stephanie Moore, testifying in the fisher king case, being your excusing phone call from multiple dates, and holding your hand as you took in one of your former foster siblings from a bad relationship. There was absolutely nothing in your life that could be hidden from him.
So when he told you he noticed your feelings for Hotch ‘about two years ago’, you nearly stopped dead in your pacing tracks. Not because you didn’t know your own feelings for the man, but because you didn’t realize it had been that long. That he had been married to Haley, albeit only for a month longer, that you started to notice how handsome your boss was. Upon hearing the truth out loud, and from another person, you ran to the bathroom and threw up a few times.
You were so embarrassed, so ashamed of caring for someone that couldn’t be yours. For caring for someone who’s wife you truly adored. After the third round of puking, Spencer reassured you through the phone that it wasn’t your fault. We can’t control who we love. And yes, he said love.
“Are you okay y/n?” Jack’s little voice pulled you from your thoughts. You smiled at his sauce covered face and nodded.
“Yeah, I’m fine. How’s your pizza, Jack?”
“Awesome! Daddy is the best pizza cooker ever!”
“You sure you’re okay? You look a little pale,” Aaron commented and referenced your plate. You hadn’t taken a bite.
“I’m good, really. Just thinking about how I’m going to make a bigger lego tower than Jack after dinner.”
That got the little boy to laugh, successfully switching the conversation to Jack’s favorite toys. But you noticed the glaces Hotch snuck your way, not believing you for a second. You were an awful liar.
The longer the three of you sat at the table, the larger your smile grew around these boys. Seeing Hotch being able to relax and really enjoy his time with Jack always brought a smile to your face. He was a natural father, sliding into the role of playmate and swaddler, cuddler and soother. You even remember him helping JJ out with Henry’s swaddle at work one day.
But you knew he felt guilty, not being able to be present in his son’s life everyday. You saw it in the hundred’s of views of the video of Jack’s first steps, the late night phone calls while away on a case just to say goodnight to his little boy. He missed out on a lot of the baby years, and he would be making it up to Jack for the rest of his life, with nights like these. With the whole weekend devoted to Jack Hotchner’s favorite things, minus the sugary pop tarts. Hotch had mastered the duality of being a Supervisory Special Agent for the FBI, and the loving father to Jack Hotchner. It was one of the reasons why you started caring so much for him.
“Alright Jack, you can build one tower with y/n, then it’s bath time and off to bed.” You saw the pout on Jack’s face as Hotch cleared our plates, and you helped him off the chair.
“Come on, maybe if we’re quick enough we can make two.”
He giggled as he led you to his room, stuffed animals and toys galore. This boy won’t want for a thing.
“Okay, you make a big blue one, I’ll do purple.”
You finished much quicker than the four year old, but under no circumstances would he let you sit and watch him make his masterpiece. Instead, since you had nearly two and a half feet on him, you stacked your tower on top of his and continued adding pieces to make it bigger. He cheered you on as it started to reach your head, and you were getting excited yourself. Until, it came to a crashing fall with the last green piece on top.
“Noo!” Jack yelled out, trying to catch the falling pieces.
“It’s okay Buddy, you can always make another one.” Aaron’s voice trying to soothe his son caught both you and the little guy’s attention.
The two of you turned to see Hotch leaning in the doorway, arms crossed over his chest. You wondered how long he’d been standing there.
“And maybe next time, we can make one as big as daddy.”
Hotch let out a laugh as Jack smiled at you in amazement. He liked how your brain worked.
“Bath time, bud. We gotta get your face cleaned up from all that pizza sauce, and ship you off to bed.”
“But y/n’s here,” He whined, not wanting the lego fun to end.
“Well I have to get home and take a shower too, bud. Don’t worry, there’s plenty more playdates in your future.” You said and stood up, giving the little boy a high five.
“Go wait for me in the bathroom okay, I’m gonna walk y/n out.”
“Okay. Bye bobo.” He said and ran off to the bathroom, leaving you speechless in his bedroom.
“You let him be around Derek Morgan way too much.”
“Probably. But you can’t compete with the guy who brings over a new lego set every weekend.” Hotch got your gun for you, walking you back to the front door.
“Are you kidding? You’re his hero, Hotch. He asked me last week if I was a superhero like daddy.” He cracked a smile, but his eyes were glued to the floor, unable to meet your own.
“Why did you cancel dinner tonight?” He sighed and lifted his head. You’d been wanting to ask him since you were at the grocery store. The team had been coming over for three months now, and it was something we all started to look forward to.
“I was sick of feeling like a burden to you all. I mean, asking you all to give up your Saturday nights, sometimes our only free night of the week to spend in my depressing apartment, it had been enough.” If only you could show this man how much the team cared for him through your eyes, he would never doubt his worth another day in his life.
“Hotch, the highlight of my week is coming here to be with you all. My family. Watching Henry and Jack play with each other, listening to Spencer and Penelope fight over who the true godparent is, and getting to be on the receiving end of Rossi’s awesome cooking?”
He nodded, mumbling an ‘I know’ a few times under his breath. But he needed to know that as much as you all come here for Jack, you guys care for Aaron and his well being just as much.
“I come here every saturday to make sure that Aaron Hotchner has not dressed in a suit for the sixth day in a row, and to make sure he knows that he’s doing such an amazing job with Jack. That he is being the best father, friend, and boss, that he can be.”
This time, his eyes were locked on yours as you got a real Aaron Hotchner smile out of him, dimples and all. You couldn’t help but make a check mark in the air, the team tally still going strong. He playfully rolled his eyes as you swung your bag across your shoulder.
“So who’s in the lead now?”
“Me, for the last six months. I can’t be dethroned.” You felt your cheeks grow warm, hoping he wouldn’t think too much into your stat keeping.
“Well, that seems like a pretty accurate tally.”
You made sure it was. And selfishly, you hoped no one else could get that beautiful smile to cross his face like you could.
“Thank you for coming over. We both had a lot of fun.”
“I did too. I’m around anytime, my tower building skills are not occupied for many other people.” He let out a laugh as he opened the door for you.
“Goodnight y/n. Let me know when you get home.”
“I will. Night, Hotch.”
You got home in twenty minutes, texting Aaron as you walked through your door. Quickly changing into pajamas and throwing Legally Blonde into the DVD player, your phone dinged at a new message.
It was from Hotch, a picture attached to the message. It was of Jack, towel wrapped around his head, eyes shut from grinning so wide. ‘He wanted me to send this to you. He said, ‘this is how happy I am that y/n was here tonight.’ Thanks again for everything. Goodnight.”
You couldn’t help the tears that pooled in your eyes at the sweet little boy in the picture, and his amazing dad behind the camera.
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Hiiii!!!!!!! Thoughts on Penthouse s03 ep01?
first of all there were TOO.MUCH.JOO.DANTAE.... they wasted so much time on that scumbag tbh.... time they could've given cheon seojin, shim sureyon and oh yoonhee... there weren't enough time of these three queens especially oyh she only had like 2 scenes and they weren't enough.. but i don't think i laughed this much on a penthouse episode like in this one... those jail scenes were too funny... jenny's father seems like that evil choatic character, seokkyung will get no sympathy from me, that girl is ungrateful spoiled selfish brat (baby snake) who doesn't use her head at all... i'm waiting for shim suryeon revenge this time she's go all dark!!! and did they already cut a possible two seokhoon/rona scenes right from the start??????? but i did get one of my wishes from my wish list come true 😎
what about you my friend..?
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Fruits Basket SE02 (ep,9). part 2
In light of discovering that kyo knew kyoko when he was still a child, I went back & watched most kyo appearances since season 1. but not before analyzing the sequence of kyo’s flashback in ep.7 showing him & kyoko.
Kyo’s happiest yet bittersweet flashback:
(usually kyo remembers sad memories: his mom’s scared of him, her suicide, his dad’s awful words, Akito’s verbal abuse & a dying kyoko. The flashback he has as he runs towards tohru is filled with happy moments with kyoko which is so bittersweet knowing kyoko’s death)
Kyoko with long hair meeting young kyo. She doesn’t call him by his name. is this after his mom’s suicide? Did kyo tell her abt his mom? the curse?
She is befriending & patting his head like Kazuma. Does Kazuma know her? Does he know abt their friendship? her accident? Does Kazuma know who tohru is?!!.
kyoko is shown with different hair styles & clothes. How long did she knew kyo?
She showed him tohru’s picture. he went & saw young tohru alone at her home. kyo knows tohru’s old house with kyoko!!!
They pumped fists together, making a promise. she said “a man’s promise”. but kyo said he didn’t keep it. What promise? Is there’s more heart-ache that is yet to be shown??? more secrets with kyo?? more pain??
Kyoko confessed that she caused tohru’s sadness!!!! this is chilling. what could she have done? is that why tohru is traumatized? is there more to tohru’s trauma than grief? I looked at tohru’s flashback in ep.6. does this have to do with her dad? Her mom locked her? left her?
If Kyoko is friends with kyo then why tohru didn’t meet him before? Kyo looked like he didn’t know her in SE01,Ep01.
Another forgotten flashback from season 1:
SE01, ep.10 (valentine ep). Kyo had a quick flashback that was vague on purpose. Is this kyoko. It looked like an accident, but why can’t kyoko forgive kyo? does she think kyo pushed her or sth? Kyoko looks like she liked kyo..why would she accuse him! T_T. Kyo was so shaken remembering the accident to the extent of running away & hugging himself to keep himself together. Chanting “I don’t want to see yet“. He was so fallen apart that tohru just sat down next to him & told him its okay to still hate yuki if its how he feels. The entire flashback was triggered by shigure asking why kyo hates yuki like its his duty. I can see that both kyo & yuki have met young tohru. But yuki’s story was abt his hat where it looks like he never talked with kyoko seeing how he’s acting at her grave in SE01,Ep14. Whereas kyo’s story is with kyoko, maybe he never talked to tohru, from what i’ve seen so far at least. but the thing with kyo is the layers of secrets unfolding..& the layers of trauma..
The Layers of Trauma & the Suicidal Depression:
the layers of the trauma leading kyo to escalated self-hate. “Why am I still alive?”. From SE01, ep10 & the true form ep, we know that kyo shifted the blame on yuki as a faulty coping mechanism to be able to live with himself despite all the hate/blame/guilt directed towards him from his family & himself..The thing is, kyo no longer hates yuki. Still envies him & thinks he’s favored & better, yes, that’s what he sees as he doesn’t know abt yuki’s trauma with Akito, at all. But Hating yuki blindly for what happened to him before & using him as a scapegoat is no longer happening. Now kyo is forced to “see” what he was refusing to see. Thanks to tohru, these two boys existed together long enough to learn to live peacefully most of the time, minus the usual verbal banter. If Kyo can’t hate yuki anymore..& can’t blame yuki anymore...He’ll hate the one who was said to be the cause of all the pain..” it was me”. His mom, dad, kyoko & Akito & all the sohma gossipers in his mom’s funeral has told him before. “it’s your fault”.. Kyo will become more depressed. He once contemplated suicide in the true form ep, but now..he’ll receive his punishment for existing, like all the cat monsters before him. Another form of suicide: accepting “life-long confinement”. but this depression is coupled with hope of love & desire to LIVE the present moment with tohru. How will kyo’s behavior change now after this ep? How will hope & despair affect his mentality & interaction with her. Can’t wait to see!!!
Kyo’s interaction with tohru since ep.1:
Man~ that’s the most epic yet hard part of the story. my head hurts trying to get into kyo’s head. Him not wanting to add to his guilt by listening to her mom’s memories & him actually encouraging her to tell more stories only cuz it makes her happy.... We will hear his thoughts again, right? we will see things from his perspective, right? will I cry? will it hurt? will he break down? what will tohru say/do!! Damn! That’s why he said “sorry” in SE01, ep.14. It breaks his heart seeing tohru attached to her mom. it killed him getting to know this amazing girl who deserves the moon but will not ask for it & he holds himself responsible for her pain! watching his face thro out season 1 is never the same again.. the layers!! & now...he loves her like he never loved anyone... he fell in love with her despite his every effort to distance himself from her...oh boy~ I LOVE it!
side notes:
This is the show’s best direction, yet. No flashy camera work, no deliberate tear tearjerker music. Only excellent voice acting & focus on facial expressions. This is the best example of show-not-tell in furuba, yet.
The usage of black/white/red for blood in depicting dying kyoko is forever chilling & tragic. That’s how kyo sees it. The way his eyes widened.ugh!
Kazuma’s “kyo, wait” is so well-directed!! kicking off kyo’s shift in mind & thoughts towards hope.
The facial expressions are at their best in this ep!! kyo’s face was so expressive. his heart-broken face looking for tohru at the villa. His sad face when she was happy he was finally invited. & all his facial expressions while in the room with Akito. His face alone talked!!! so satisfied & pleased!
This is kyo’s second time running to catch up with someone he loves & cherishes. Season 1 finale he ran towards Kazuma, to express his gratitude & to open up his heart. He did the same now with tohru. But both cases he’s still held back by sth. with kazuma, kyo still calls him master/shishou despite kazuma saying son implying kyo’s issues are still holding him back. Now with tohru, he still hadn’t confessed to her cuz kyoko/guilt is holding him back!! OMG! his entire trauma is looming over his head in the shape of whispers.
Kyo running towards a loved one is such a happy treat! I cheered for him running towards kazuma & I cheered for tohru! I was like, Run toward love kyo!! You tell’ em boy! Go & get’ em!! go & catch up with your ppl! You might not have many! but the ones you have are the best!
I’m still not over how romantic his opening lines are! make it a song, furuba! PLZ!
Tohru’s gullible belief that kyo is summoned to join the banquet as a sign of acceptance is tragic & all the more painful when its time for her to see the sohma system as it truly is. destructive & harmful.
Not once did tohru think of her mom all the time she was waiting for kyo. Shocking! This is new! This is big! there’s a shift in tohru that could either be liberating or crushing.
Akito leaving the water tap open is a SIN! Only psychopaths waste water!!! that’s the most expensive & valuable natural resource we have! Don’t ever waste water, kids!
Tohru being the source of kyo’s hope & despair is the most amazing revelation! So interesting & a refreshing take on normal love story! He wouldn’t have given up on fighting if it wasn’t for her safety & happiness.
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sim download: Amaya Rawles
i decided to start do a townie randomizer, but only after i created this sim. so she technically isn’t in my townie randomizer that’ll start coming up, but have her anyways!
aspiration: Friend of the Animals
traits: good | perfectionist | genius
read below the cut for CC and download
(and im really sorry i literally did not realize how much cc i use on a normal basis)
base:
preset/Distant Legs-@akuiyumi (no longer available for download; hopefully shouldn’t make too big of a difference)
jaw/meh jaw presets-@hi-land
breast preset/new year new bod-@vibrantpixels
eyes/visions #1-@evoxyr
skin tone/melanin pack 2-@xmiramira
teeth/3D teeth pack-@lightdeficient
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body blush/torrada blush-@simandy
skin/are we electric-@pyxiidis
freckles/tamera freckles- @hi-land (link to SFS folder)
eyebrows/eyebrow pack 3-@stretchskeleton
hairline/sally hairline- @magic-bot-cc-use
face overlay/collection- @heihu
moles/ @faaeish (i can’t find the specific package for the moles, but it is called SDDimpleRight_Hong_faaeish)
tattoo/random tattoo 29-@reevaly (tsr warning); anklet tattoos-@nords-sims
nosemask/to the bone-@pyxiidis
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feet/HD feet v3 default replacement-@necrodogmtsands4s
cleavage/cleavage overlay collection-@pralinesims (tsr warning)
piercing/anathema piercing-@pralinesims
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toenail polish/trendy toenail polish recolor-@twikkii, original mesh by @veranka-s4cc
hair/kitt hair-@cazmari-mods
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suit/alex suit-@pixelette-cc
accessory t-shirt/tee shirt-@deetron-sims
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athletic
tracksuit/toxic tracksuit-@crypticsim
shoes/adidas ultra boost-@onyxsims
sleep
sweater dress/savvy x grim collab- @grimcookies & @savvysweet
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party
top/simous top- @mahocreations (tsr warning)
bottoms/ripped studs skinny jeans-@liliili-sims
boots/lorine boots-@madlensims (tsr warning)
swimwear
bikini top & bottom/triangle swimwear-@veranka-s4cc
hot weather
jumpsuit/clementine jumpsuit- @ridgeport; recolor-@experiment128
cold weather
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accessory jeans/ep01 jeans recolor-@sims4sue
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Rewatching WEP EP01
I was planning on rewatching Wonder Egg Priority anyway, but now that there’s an English dub that makes it even better! I’ve decided to make a list of things that I didn’t notice the first time around, things I’d forgotten about, or things that make more sense now in hindsight with knowledge from future episodes.
Acca and Ura-Acca both laugh when Ai says she doesn’t want anything, the first time she descends the stairs to the Egg room. As the lights go dark behind her, and the laughter overlaps, it comes across as quite creepy. Maybe a hint about the truth of the Accas and purpose of the Egg Dreams?
Acca gets very angry when Ai hesitates to break the first Egg (at least I’m pretty sure it was Acca’s voice speaking, not Ura-Accas). Another hint to Acca’s real intentions. I remember this crops up again in later episodes; Ura-Acca is more lenient with allowing the girls time to play while Acca just wants them to get back to hatching Eggs.
Kurumi sure does know a lot about the Wonder Egg situation. She knows about the Seeno Evils, that they’re only after her, that there’s a time limit, that Ai is immortal (as long as her eyes and heart are intact). We find out later that the Acca’s can control which Eggs the girls get, so did they pick Kurumi on purpose to be a tutorial for Ai? Do the Accas pick all the Eggs? Each girl tends to get Eggs that died by a common theme; Ai gets girls who where bullied (by a schoolmate, or their coach) Rika gets girls who were led to suicide by a popular figure (the Yu-Yu fangirls, the girl in the cult) Momoe gets girls who were sexually abused, Neiru...I’m not sure about Neiru. But either the Dream World works by this unsaid law, or the Accas are choosing Eggs of a certain type specifically for each girl.
All the other Wonder Killers we see are based on adults. They are outlandish, bizarre and brightly coloured. Except for Kurumis. Is it because this Wonder Killer is another young girl that she doesn’t look as strange as the others? Or did she just not have enough time to ‘evolve’ to that form, like the coach does in episode 2? It could be something to do with how children perceive adults who hurt them (as literal monsters), or it could tie into the recurring theme of girls dying young before they become ‘dirty’ adults (one of Neiru’s Egg Girls and Wonder Killer Sawaki reference this).
When Koito visits Ai at her house, we get a shot of a vase of lilies. Flower Language plays a huge part in this anime. Lilies can symbolize death (a funeral), innocence, purity, or it can be short-hand for yuri (girls love/lesbians). In my opinion this could be a reference to Koitos suicide, the innocence of their friendship, or hint that Koito was in love with Ai (or/and vice versa) rather than Sawaki-Sensei (the fact the vase is in the dark could mean something too).
“It’s all my fault, because I betrayed you”. Ai says this to Koito’s statue. This could be referencing that Ai did nothing to stop Koito’s bullies or (if the penultimate episode can be taken at face value) that Ai was supposed to jump with Koito but backed out at the last minute. However this would contradict a later episode where Ai seems to say that she would have died with Koito, if Koito had asked her.
“If I save more people, then won’t Koito come back? Tell me she will!” So far in this episode I think the Accas have only stated that the statue girls “will be saved”. I’ll have to see in future episodes do the Accas ever confirm that the statue girls will come back to life, or if this is something Ai and her friends only assume to be the case.
I did NOT catch this the first time (I think I assumed it was a doctor and then forgot about it) but the man with Ai’s mom in the hospital is Sawaki Sensei. So they were already that close, that she called on him for emotional support.
The Accas say that Kurumi is “a sculpture in some other world”. So there was a hint as early as episode 1 that there are parallel worlds! “And unless her friends go to that world, it’s likely she’ll stay that way forever.” I thought only girls who had someone missing them became statues...but does this line mean that ALL girls who commit suicide become statues in the Dream World? Kurumi said that she only had fake/shallow friends, but I thought if she was a statue then someone missed her enough to want to bring her back. Maybe she’s so knowledgeable because she’s been hatched so many times, but is no closer to being saved because no friend is fighting for her... so she’s trapped in a constant cycle of being hatched.
Saw a lot of wisteria hanging over the entrance to the Accas house, so did a quick google search and: “Historically, Wisteria symbolizes long-life and immortality. ... In Japanese Kabuki theater, the symbolism for the Wisteria is Love, Sensuality, Support, Sensitivity, Bliss and Tenderness. The abundance of the Wisteria flowering vine also signifies our own expanding consciousness.” Immortality and expanding consciousness sounds about right...
The Acca’s say they worry about Neiru, so apparently she’s been hatching Eggs for a while. I’m inclined to believe she’s been doing this longer than any of the others and with the most Eggs too, as she bulk buys enough Eggs to fills a suitcase. Yet, as far as we know, she’s the last girl of the four who hasn’t had her statue revive. We haven’t even seen her sister.
I thought I’d also point out the lines on the sky in the background (I’ve noticed them before, but it took me an embarrassingly long time, I think I only noticed the lines at all in Frills episode or around then) . Anyway, it’s a reminder that wherever the Accas are, it’s probably underground, fake and simulated, like their mannequin bodies. (I’ve never quite understood if the Accas and their house and Egg Gacha machine are in the real world or in a Dream....
A question I’ve wondered about before, but just remembered; how did the Accas find the girls in the first place?? How did they know where to find Ai and the others?
Can Egg girls be hatched in the same Dream that their statue resides in?
I just found out on the Acca’s wikipedia pages that Acca means ‘Red’ and Ura-Acca means ‘Reverse Acca’ or I suppose ‘Reverse Red’ (is ‘reverse red’ blue? Still the implications of ‘reverse’ are interesting).
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Book Kasidet as Mew Witsarut in Only Friends Episode 1 (2023) [X]
#only friends the series#only friends ep01#mew witsarut#book kasidet#my gifs#Mew is the prettiest#I don't question why he attracts everyone#Cheum#lookjun bhasidi#rumtumtag#mjtag
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RWBY Remarks: Jaune the Meanie, Oscar the Victim and Ruby the Band-aid
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“RWBY Remarks: A noteworthy interesting detail about Oscar’s dynamic...”
What if when Oscar talks about the dangers of being a huntsmen with Hazel. Jaune over hears this and they talk about Pyrrha because of what was said to Hazel?
Squiggles Answers:
You could be correct Dar-Dar. It’s a little difficult to tell who exactly Jaune is confronting in this shot here because we’re uncertain who was in control upon the altercation: Ozpin or Oscar?
So I’m going to theorize that it’s probably a bit of both. I do think you’re definitely onto something with Pyrhha being a factor in this dispute.
Perhaps…as a result of what he overheard between Oscar and Hazel at Haven, Jaune decides to oppose Ozpin. What originally started off as a calm talk between student and former headmaster with Jaune politely asking Oscar to excuse him and Oz as they talk ultimately lead into a debacle where Jaune started to give Oz a piece of his mind; fully lashing out at him for what transpired after Pyrhha died. It’d be interesting to find out a bit more details on what happened during the Aftermath of Fall of Beacon. How JNR learnt that Pyrhha had died? Wait, how did they learn that Pyrhha died anyways? Ruby was the only one who was a witness to Cinder killing Pyrhha so…how did the others learn she had died?
Unless…did Ruby tell them that Pyrhha was killed by Cinder? Oh no, you know what I just thought? What if…before Ruby had regained consciousness, Jaune had been living with the hopeful optimism that perhaps Pyrhha had somehow survived the Fall and was only just missing.
We don’t know how long Ruby was out after using her Silver Eyes for the first but if I could speculate; it must have been for a few days to at least a week. So perhaps…during that time, Jaune had thought Pyrhha was still alive. So…when Ruby called him up and basically dropped the bomb that Pyrhha was officially dead…I imagine that JNR didn’t take it too well at first, particularly Jaune.
I can even picture Jaune being in denial over it at first until he started probing Ruby for more details on how Pyrhha died since she was there. So of course, Ruby informs him that she got burnt to ash…using the same Maiden powers that Cinder stole from Amber…Maiden powers that Ozpin tried to impose on Pyrhha.
So Pyrhha dying at the hands of Maiden that Ozpin created in his past. Yeah…I can see Jaune wanting to confront Oz for that. Not to mention that, not only was Maiden magic responsible for killing Pyrhha but it was also used to impale Weiss. Remember how Cinder made that spear using Maiden magic mixed with her semblance I believe and then pierced it right through an unsuspecting Weiss Schnee just to spite Jaune.
Twice in Jaune’s life, two huntresses he had once loved got hurt by a Maiden and the only reasons the Maidens exist is because of Ozpin.
I can see Jaune confronting Oz on that only for Oscar to kind of jump in at the wrong time. Like let’s say Oscar resumes control as Jaune was really getting heated. Oscar then makes the unwise choice of mentioning the point that he shouldn’t blame Oz for a choice that Pyrhha made.
A point that is true. At the end of day, Pyrhha made the choice to go up against Cinder Fall on her own. Though she fought valiantly only to lose her life in the process, ultimately the choice was hers. But even if Oscar might be speaking truth, it’s a truth that Jaune wouldn’t want to hear especially in an infuriated state. So he ends up pushing Oscar down for it.
I think the intro probably played down the intensity of this scene. I feel like Jaune not only pushed Oscar against the wall but he probably made a move to even punch him in the face for what he said in defence of Oz. I don’t want Jaune to actually hit Oscar but imagine Jaune going to hit Oscar only for his teammates, Nora and Ren to pull him away from Oscar before things got worse.
As Ren tranquilized the scene by calming Jaune down with him and Nora leading him as far away from Oscar as possibly, perhaps someone else had to step in for Oscar. Someone like Ruby.
Think about it. Remember the scene during V6 EP01 where Oz mentioned that the Grimm were attracted to the Relic and as soon as tensions began rising with folks like Yang and even Qrow ready to accost Ozpin for not informing them of this detail, Ruby immediately stepped in.
This could justify why Ruby was so quick on the ball to the stop anyone who tried to confront Oz. I think part of Ruby’s role this season in respect to her relationship with Oscar and Ozpin is that, not only is she going to act like an emotional crutch for Oscar---his self-employed guardian and only one in his court after realizing that the kid has no one on his side but…she’ll also sort of be like a Band-Aid to neutralize any tension that could arise from suspicions concerning Ozpin.
I think Ruby wouldn’t mind being a Band-Aid for Oz if it means helping Oscar out. Because after all, right now, Oscar has no one. He needs someone. He needs a friend. A rosebud to be there for him and I think Ruby is going to be the one to volunteer as tribute for that position.
Going back on my hunch, Ruby was probably most present when Jaune accosted Oscar/Ozpin and probably had to comfort a poor emotionally upset Oscar who probably broke down in tears after the whole ordeal went down. Not to sound sadistic, but I want Oscar to cry just for Ruby to hug him while he sort of blushes from the close contact.
Jaune nearly using physical violence on Oscar for him saying something, even if it might be the truth could also justify Oscar’s slight nervousness here.
I tell you this shot meant something. Oscar honestly appears to be stalling or hesitating to answer Jaune, almost like he’s being very mindful of what he wants to say around Jaune even if it might be the truth. That’s the lingering effect their past scuffle has left on him in respect to the older huntsman.
At least, that’s how I’m looking at it.
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Sharpshooters, ep01 part 2
https://www.dicelogger.com/9de06326-bd1e-40a4-981d-63a94089eac5
They head off through the woods and reach the ridge by mid day. Goblin guard towers are visible, speckled over the ridge.
Curtis starts playing a song and urging the others to rest and eat rations. (Inspiring Leader, +4 temp hp)
"What's the line of attack?" barks Kilgrim, "How do we enter Goblin territory and find the prisoner?"
"Gobos aren't really people, ya know. I say we kill them all" squeaks the rogue.
Curtis says with a look of disagreement, "That's a little too blood thirsty for me. I say we scout their movements for a while and see if we can find this Rogen fellow. Then we can try to sneak into their ranks at night, before they suspect anything, we can be half way back to town."
It becomes obvious to everyone else that Sindra has gone rogue.
They quickly muster to catch-up with her.
Sindra fires the first shot, but it sails way past the goblin guards, landing with a 'plunk' on their tower. Taking a beat and realizing that she has alerted them of her presence, she circles back to rejoin the party. Attempting to hide, she trips over a branch but then catches her footing, "Hey guys. I should say, 'Oops', I guess"
round 1
Kilgrim steps up, now he's out in front. He raises his bow and fires, hitting the lead goblin. "Here they come!" Although he is nearly 100 feet away from his target, his arrow flies true, and lands right between the eyes. Curtis bolsters his friend Dagget with some words of encouragement. Dagget pegs a goblin guard in the shoulder, wounding him but not killing him.
Five goblin guards all knock arrows into their shortbows but firing into thick foliage at such a great distance and none all but one miss. The one goblin gets a lucky shot but only nicks Kilgrm (9hp)
round 2
Sindra fires a bolt, while leaping out from behind a tree, killing the middle goblin in just one shot. Curtis says some inspiring words to her and then flicks his hand crossbow, finishing off the wounded Goblin. Dagget outright kills the fourth goblin in one hit.
The remaining two goblins drop their bows to regroup. One raises a gnarled goat horn to his mouth and blows, calling for reinforcements. The last goblin climbs down from the tower and pulls out his shortsword and shield.
round 3
Sindra kills the horn blower, before he can don his shield. The final goblin charges forward but only makes it across the expanse about half way.
round 4
Curtis leaps out in front and lets a bolt fly, killing the last goblin in this squad.
round 5
Kilgrim speaks up, "Everyone hide, this is not a fight we can win in this position." He moves further away from the ridge, gaining cover in the trees. Six goblin fighters crest the hill, fresh for the fight while the rest of the team does their best to find cover
round 6
Sindra aims for the middle goblin, firing a bolt directly through his neck, severing his spine. His body drops lifelessly and the other goblins look very confused. Kilgrim's arrow kills the lead goblin effortlessly. Eldar peeks from behind a tree and gracefully lets a out a fire bolt. Even though it's at nearly maximum range, it sails through the air and violently immolates the third goblin on the ridge. At the top of the ridge, the three remaining goblins fire shortbows randomly towards the shooters, grazing Curtis (11hp)
round 7
Sindra, now standing out in the open, blasts a bolt into a goblin's face, exploding his entire head. Not to be outdone by the newcomer, Kilgrim stands in front and hits bulls eye on a goblin directly through his heart and then out his back. Dagget pulls back his bow, looking for inspiration and kills the last Goblin in one hit.
The group looks around at the other members of their team, with a new found appreciation and admiration of each other's skills.
round 8
Kilgrim speaks up, "I'm hit, not too serious. I'm in favor of a tactical retreat."
“Are you kidding? We are killing them dead. If we retreat now, then Rogen will surely escape.”
“Guys, I don’t know about you” speaks up Eldar, “I’m quite impressed with your teamwork and passion, or should I call it drive, but I’m a merc for hire, I don’t think our contract covers taking on an army of goblins, and in their territory, I might add.”
Dagget raises a finger and everyone takes notice. Kilgrim says in a whisper, “We are being surrounded. It’s too late, take cover."
Curtis hides with Dagget and gives him his last bit of encouragement. Everyone is hidden.
Three squads of goblins show up. Shortbow squad takes point on the ridge. Left flank has shortswords and shields but must close the gap. Right flank is mixed, three with bows, and three with shields and swords. They are not hiding now, rather their voices rise in a war chant as they charge.
round 9
Sindra exposes herself to the Shortbow squad, aiming for the middle goblin and shooting a bolt through his neck, killing him. Kilgrim swings around and aims for the closest lead goblin in the Right Squad, with sword and shield, just grazing him, but a hit all the same. Eldar follows his lead and steals his kill, burning him with a firebolt and lighting up the Right flank of the forest. Dagget hits a shortbow goblin in the Right squad, also just grazing him. Curtis hits the same goblin, finishing him off with a crossbow bolt.
The Shortbow squad on the ridge fire at long range at the rogue, three arrows sink into her trunk, she goes down with a ‘thud’. (0hp)
Two shortbow goblins in the right squad, within close range, fire arrows at Kilgrim that whiz past him. Goblins on the left flank move closer. Two sword and shield goblins in the right flank move closer still.
round 10
Sindra bleeds out. She sees "the light" and turns her back on it. All of her hatred and the years of revenge in her heart, bubbles up to an emotional climax, she gasps loudly for air and begins coughing on the forest ground. (critical death save, 1hp)
Kilgrim returns fire to the right flank shortbow goblin, hitting him but barely slowing him down. Eldar tosses a firebolt at him that burns the goblin to a black char. Curtis runs to the rogue's side, "Are you still alive." She rolls onto her back and smiles, "I bet I looked heroic taking three arrows for the team." Curtis uses magical healing on Sindra. (8hp) Dagget fires an arrow killing the last shortbow goblin in the Right flank.
Curtis ducks an arrow heading straight for his face, dodging quickly, but not quick enough, it lodges solidly into his body leaving him extremely wounded. When another near decapitation is dodged, he is hit with a second arrow. (2hp)
Curtis cries out in pain and Dagget takes note.
The remaining two goblins strike wickedly as they reach Kilgrim, downing him immeidately. (0hp)
round 11
Sindra fades into the leaves, escaping detection for now. Kilgrim attempts to hold on to life for a little longer. Eldar sends shooting flames at the right flankers, killing one and leaving the other hanging onto his life by a thread. Dagget's rage sends a speedy arrow through the last flaker's chest sending head and arms into differnt directions. Curtis, now looking around for the rogue runs to Kilgrim's aid and casts his last bit of healing. Kilgrim is looking much better now. (11hp)
Shortbow goblins get closer and reposition to get a clear and closer shot on the party who are now in the right flank. The six other goblins, from the left flank are charging and shout angrily as they can't reach their targets yet.
round 12
Curtis says, "Hey wiz, take this potion off my belt, then blast those goblins."
Kilgrim stands up and puts on his shield and pulls out his rapier, "I'll come with you." As he marches out in front. Eldar moves to grab the potion and stands beside Kilgrim. Magical fire sprays from his hands once again, just wide enough to encompass just five of the goblins, singeing them all to death. Curtis drinks his last potion. (8hp)
Sindra jumps out from nowhere and explodes the last goblin in the left flank.
A hail of arrows come crashing down, at random targets. One hits Dagget. (10hp)
round 13
"Let's let 'em have it", yells Sindra as she launches a bolt at the middle goblin, killing him where he stands. Kilgrim shifts North to stand out in front, with shield held in a full defensive position. Eldar burns to death the lead goblin with a firebolt. Dagget kills the next one dead. Curtis manages to hit one at long range but leaves him standing.
Arrows bounce off Kilgrim's shield.
round 14
Eldar finishes off the wounded goblin with a firebolt. And Dagget's last arrow kills the last goblin true.
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[TRANS] Code Geass Gaiden: Lancelot & Guren -Kallen arc- Ep01
Source. Translation by: bracio77. Raw source.
Kallen: What I am to you? A friend? A companion? A subordinate? A pawn just to be used and thrown away?
ー From "Zero" to Emperor
SIDE I:Kallen
Kallen: Lelouch... What I am to you?
At that time you said that we are just nothing but your pawns. But... if that's the case...
Lelouch: Kallen, you must live on!
Kallen: What that words meant? Do you give such words to a mere pawn to be thrown away?
And I'm sure you remember them? Those girls―― When I'm thinking about that two girls I dare to think...
That... maybe after all you didn't think of us as nothing but pawns.
I'm sure you won't give me an honest answer. But even if you won't, I wonder what do you really think? Lelouch...
Benio: Wow!! How many people came here!? Such a huge crowd!
Dad: Everyone here is Japanese!
Mom: And it's not just the people here at the stadium. They said on the radio that also outside a lot of people gathered. Those who weren't chosen in the lottery, so they couldn't came in.
Benio: What? What? So we are really lucky then?
Dad: Yes! We are really lucky! I'm sure it's because you are always such a good girl! I'm sure that from now on a lot of good things will happen! First of all the restriction will be lifted! So I will work really hard!
Mom: And so will I!
Benio: Wai... Just stop, the two of you! I'm no longer a child!
Dad: Let's eat a lot of delicious food today, Benio!
Mom: Yes, because Mom will try all her best to make us a delicious dinner.
Benio: Ah, I'm so happy! I can't understand the difficult parts of what they are talking about．But I can't even remember when I last saw Mom and Dad as happy as they are now. Today is really a wonderful day
Benio: Oh, it's Princess Euphemia!
Euphy: You, who call yourself Japanese
Euphy: May I kindly ask you if you could do me a favor and die?
Crowd: ――What? What have she just said? What…?
Euphy: Really, I thought that maybe you would just kill yourselves… But I guess it’s too much to ask for?
Crowd: What?… What does it mean? It can’t be true…?
Euphy: Soldiers, please then. Just kill them all. It’s a massacre.
Euphy: Hurry up, then!
Benio: Why? Why just because we are Japanese we have to…?
Dad: The Black Knights! They will save us! Just run there, Benio!
Mom: Be brave!
Benio: Mom….? Dad…?
Benio: Why? Did we do something wrong? Why we have to die just because we are Japanese? It’s so cruel that it all just ends so easily like that!
Kallen: Stooooop!
Britannian Soldier: Moves so f…fast…?!
Kallen: Goodbye then…!
Without even the time to understand what have just happened and to feel sadness
Only that color was imprinted in her
The “crimson” of her parents - the stain on the ground
and the “crimson” of the knightmare which saved her life
Guided by that “crimson” what will she do?
To be continued.
Prologue.
List of chapters.
Next chapter.
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