#aria dimaggio

[recollins]

GUYS LOOK!!!! Aria's in the opening credits 😭Thank you SO MUCH to @lyss-xo for putting this together. I LOVE THIS!

#Aria DiMaggio #SLAS #Something Like a Star #reader creation #I can't tell you how much i love this #i've only watched it like a hundred times #lyss-xo #criminal minds #submission

[macademilk]

Okay! So I started this over a month ago and then life kicked me in the balls and now here we are.

This is completely inspired by @recollins AMAZING Criminal Minds fic “Something Like A Star” (x) Aria lives in my mind rent free.

I know in my heart of hearts that the Connor reveal is going to be super angsty and bad things will happen so here’s this instead.

If you notice that I changed tenses no you didn't 💖

Warnings for a panic attack and Skeevy Jerkface.

*EDIT: formatting & fixed the italics

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Aria smiled as she stepped out of the elevator, and was practically skipping as she entered the bullpen. She’d had a productive weekend, and she could already tell it would be greatly appreciated. She couldn’t help but grin as she saw Derek's head pop up from where he was hunched over at his desk.

“Are those muffins I smell?” he asked, leaning back in his chair with a smirk.

“Apple cinnamon”, she confirmed “You get one until everyone else has had one too”. He was like a bloodhound, the way he could sense baked goods from across the room. Aria knew he’d inhale all of them if given the chance.

She walked over to the collection of desks, balancing the container in one hand and reaching into her bag with the other. 

“Woah there! Precious cargo.” exclaimed Derek as he rushed forward to snatch the box from where it was wobbling on her shaking hand.

“Thanks,” Aria bobbed her head slightly in thanks as she tugged out a much smaller container with only a single muffin inside. She placed it on Spencer’s desk with a smile, “There you go.”

He smiled up at her in return and took the box between his hands, “Grazie”.

“Pazhalusta,” Aria responded in Russian, her smile widening as she played with the edge of her skirt. It almost hurt to look him in the eye but at the same time she so desperately didn’t want to miss a second of it.

She hoped she wasn’t blushing too badly, and pointedly ignored what she was sure was Derek’s eyebrows attempting to wiggle off his face. 

“Oh, nice” said Emily as she appeared from the direction of the kitchen, a steaming cup of coffee in hand, “Gimme.”

Derek grabbed a muffin out of the container and held it out to her, barking a laugh when she reached past the offered muffin to grab one he hadn’t touched. 

“So,” started Emily, taking a bite “What’s the occasion?”

Aria shrugged slightly, propping herself on the edge of Spencer’s desk, “I was just in the mood”.

“In the mood, huh?” Derek’s eyebrows were going to fall right off at this rate.

Aria scowled as she kicked out at him, “Not like that!” She was gratified when she hit her target, making him take a hasty step back, out of kicking range. Serves him right. “What did you do this weekend then?” 

She immediately regretted asking when he put the container down beside her so he had his hands free as he started regaling them with the details of his date, taking bites of his muffin as he went. Apparently, it went really really well.

“I don’t know how you have the time,” complained Emily, “I don’t remember the last time I went on a date.”

Aria hummed slightly in agreement, breaking off a bit of her own muffin and popping it in her mouth.

“Dating’s supposed to be part of the student experience.” Derek pointed out slyly “Maybe I should set you up.” Aria nearly choked as she shook her head furiously, looking at Derek wide-eyed. What was he playing at?

“I’m sure Aria can get her own dates,” interjected Spencer softly “If she wants.” Aria turned and gave him a grateful smile. He gave her a slightly startled one in return. Pink-cheeked, he looked about as embarrassed as she felt.

“I’m curious now,” Derek teased, only looking encouraged when Emily shoved at his shoulder.

“Don’t be.” 

“Come on, gremlin,” Derek grinned as he reached forward “Any torrid love affairs?”

Aria slapped his hand away from the muffin container with a scowl.

“None of your business!”

“Now now” said Emily, taking a sip of her coffee “If Aria is embarrassed about her highschool boyfriend-”

“Ugh, I do not want to hear about Skeevy JerkFace so early in the morning!” exclaimed Penelope as she marched into the bullpen, a precarious stack of files in her arms. She nodded toward the box of muffins as she beelined past them, “Save some of those for me, I’ll be right back!”. The pile of papers in her arms teetered slightly as she made her way up towards Hotch’s office in a turquoise whirlwind.

Aria could feel all the blood in her body rushing to her head and took a deep breath as her vision blurred around the edges. 

“Skeevy Jerkface?” Spencer asked softly. He’d turned toward her and was staring at her with his stupidly beautiful eyes.

There was a small, choked off noise and Aria wondered where it came from, her head spinning. It was like she had just gone and vacated her body, or tried to at least but a little piece got stuck and was watching on in horror.

“Aria?” Spencer again, he was frowning up at her where she sat perched on the edge of his desk. It was getting hard to breathe. The noise earlier must have been her, Aria thought distantly.

A hand settled on her thigh, warm and heavy and she couldn’t help the full body flinch that sent her falling back.

“Sorry, I-” She righted herself on shaky legs, and tried to unstick her tongue. It seemed to fill her mouth so fully she thought she might choke on it.

Spencer was staring at her wide eyed, his hands clutched close to his chest like he’d been burned.

“I need to go to the bathroom,” the words tumbled from her mouth before she’d even had time to think and she turned tail and fled, side stepping Derek on her way. 

Hurrying into the bathroom Aria let out a sigh of relief when she found it empty. As she locked herself in a stall she couldn’t help the stream of tears that started, her breath catching on every inhale. This was not how she wanted the team to find out about Connor.

Hiccuping slightly she tried to control her breathing, taking small gasping breaths as she tried to bring herself out of her hyperventilating panic. She’d probably need to fix her make up. That’s what she’d do, fix her make up then go out there and explain. Everything would be fine. She’s got this.

As she pushed open the stall door the bathroom door opened and she slammed the door shut again before she could see who it was. Heels clicked hesitantly against the floor and Aria leaned her head against the cool wood of the stall door. She absolutely hasn’t got this.

“Aria?” JJ called out softly and she stubbornly resisted the urge to start crying again.

“Emily came to get me. Are you alright?”

Steeling herself she forced out an “I’m fine,” which may have almost been believable if her voice hadn’t cracked miserably in the middle.

“Somehow, I doubt that,” JJ said wryly. 

Sniffling slightly Aria huffed a laugh, it was small and slightly pathetic but it helped her begin to feel human again. She breathed and let all her weight press forward until she was only being supported by her head against the door. JJ doesn’t say anything else. Her shoes squeak on the floor and there’s a shuffle of fabric but then it’s quiet. The two of them are silent except for their breathing, existing together in the BAU bathroom.

When the squeezing pressure around her heart leaves her and she feels the sweat on the back of her neck cool Aria opens the stall door. JJ is leaning on the edge of the sink and she smiles kindly at her as she emerges.

“I’m really-” Aria swallows, she’s spent so much time apologising, “Thank you”. 

“It’s no trouble,” JJ says and Aria is grateful in a way she’s not sure JJ can even understand but it’s okay because she doesn’t have to.

She winces at her appearance as she catches sight of her reflection from over JJ’s shoulder. She looks a mess; the black smudges under her bloodshot eyes highlight how pale she is.

“Did Emily tell you?” she asks as she steps up to the sink to wash away the remains of her panic attack, “About, y’know..”

“Doesn’t seem like there was a lot to tell,” JJ replies softly, grabbing some paper towel for Aria to wipe her face with. JJ watches as she puts herself back together, her eyebrows creased in the way they do when she’s worried.

“Are you safe?” She asks finally, “We won’t make you talk if you’re not ready, but if you’re not safe then I really think you should tell Hotch.” Their gazes meet in the mirror.

“I will,” She promises, eyes still red.

As they leave Aria is startled to find Emily standing outside the bathroom door. She���s glowering so hard she still manages to look intimidating while eating a muffin. When she catches sight of them her expression calms, sharing a look with JJ before smiling at Aria. 

“Are you ready to go back?” she asks “I can make a distraction if we need to plan a getaway”. 

“I think I’ll manage” she replies with a small laugh.

“If you’re sure. I was ready to fake your death.”

As they start walking back an annoyed looking woman races past them, only sparing a sour glare for Emily before slamming through the bathroom door. 

“What was her problem?” wondered Aria.

“No clue,” shrugged Emily sauntering ahead, “She must have really needed to go”.

-x-

Back in the bullpen Spencer and Derek are still by Spencer’s desk only now they’re standing, brows furrowed as they have a hushed conversation with Hotch. He’s the first to see her and she freezes when they make eye contact. She’d just promised she’d talk to him but seeing him makes her clam up again. She trusts him and Connor called her work phone; there should be no reason not to tell him but there’s still fear nagging away at the back of her brain. Hotch says something else, stony faced, which makes Derek and Spencer glance at her before moving away in the direction of the kitchen. Hotch frowns, and Aria realises that she still hasn’t moved. She’s stuck, her brain willing her feet to move but they don’t seem to want to listen. JJ places a hand on her elbow, a gentle encouragement, and urges Aria forward.

“Hi,” she says, ridiculously nervous. The crease between Hotch’s eyebrows deepens as he looks her over.

“I’d like to talk to you about something,” she tells him “If you’re not busy.”

He looks surprised, the corner of his mouth twitching and Aria bites back a smile.

They go to his office and it takes her a while but she tells him everything. Tells him about the doubt and the fear and the phone calls. She cries a bit more and Hotch listens to her and he believes her.

“I’m sorry for not saying anything earlier,”

Hotch shakes his head, “You told me now, that’s what’s important. We’ll keep you safe Aria.”

He says it like he says everything, with conviction. Still, she’s comforted by just how much she trusts him. Her life has only improved in the time he’s been in it.

He has phone calls to make and Aria leaves after only hugging him once which feels wrong but she’s sure she’ll make up for it in the coming weeks. That man is getting so many hugs. 

Everyone’s working away at their desks, taking turns watching the door of Hotch’s office so she’s spotted immediately when she leaves. There’s a lot of pointed paperwork-shuffling and Aria rolls her eyes. For a group of profilers they’re not particularly subtle.

“All good, kid?” It’s Derek who breaks the silence once she makes it down the stairs, and despite his light tone he looks serious, like when they’re on a case.

“Better than you at least,” she says, feeling pleased when it gets a laugh out of him. “I’ll go make some drinks”.

She’s just put the kettle on to boil when someone else enters the kitchen, her heart racing when she sees who it is. Spencer’s got his hands shoved deep into his pockets, shoulders hunched like he’s trying to make himself smaller. 

“I’m rea-”

“I’m so-”

He gestures for her to go first, face burning. 

She makes herself look at him, no matter how shy she’s feeling. “I’m sorry for freaking out on you earlier.”

“No! Don’t be!” Spencer hastens to reply “it’s a completely understandable reaction. Trauma can-” at her raised eyebrow he ducks his head sheepishly. “Garcia explained. No details or anything! She uh,” he clears his throat “She’s really sorry.”

“Where is she anyway?” Aria hadn’t seen Penelope at all since earlier that morning and although it wasn’t uncommon for her to be tucked away in her office they usually spent time together, and after what had happened Aria wanted to talk to who was probably her best friend. She was upset with her, of course, but when she’s upset talking to Penelope usually makes her feel better.

“She went to her office. I think she wanted to give you space in case you were mad”

Aria nods slowly.

“I’m sorry too,” Spencer continues, voice soft “I startled you earlier”.

“You did,” Aria acknowledges “You didn’t mean to though, I know that”. 

He watches her as she puts everyone’s drinks together, smiling when she hands him his tea.

“If you, if you ever wanted to talk, I’m here to listen” he tells her and Aria ducks her head, shy and embarrassed all over again.

“Not today but I think I’ll take you up on that,” they share a smile and Spencer insists on helping her carry everything out to the bullpen.

After all but one of the drinks have been distributed Aria grabs a muffin from the abandoned container on Derek’s desk and goes to see Penelope. She thinks she’s got this after all.

#jj wasn't even supposed to be in this lmao #this really got away from me and like im not super confident in it but it was super fun to write and im so happy i did!! #is this my best writing? absolutely not. BUT it was fun so who cares!!! #something like a star #slas #aria dimaggio #criminal minds #my writing

[whollytaciturn]

Sorry for the unexpected hiatus! I took a literal last minute trip to Michigan for a week to see my sister and her husband (literally, I booked the flight as I was logging off from work and booked it to the airport. I got to my gate just as they were beginning to board). 

I saw all the great things you guys tagged me in, and I’ll respond as I can on my flight back home. I’m gonna be working diligently to get the next chapter of Something Like a Star written for tomorrow, but Canary and the Coal Mine might have to wait a few days. I’ll keep y’all updated!

#Sorry yall #if I can't do a full chapter I'll do something cute #to brace y'all for the roller coaster coming #something like a star #slat #aria dimaggio #canary and the coal mine #catcm #jamie lawless

[arrthurpendragon]

❆ ❆ ❆ OC ❆ Ficmas ❆ #90 ❆ ❆ ❆

SOMETHING LIKE A STAR by: @recollins // @whollytaciturn (submitted by anonymous)

Aria DiMaggio hadn't planned on uprooting her life to move to Quantico, but those things just sort of happen when Jason Gideon sets his mind to something. Life as the BAU's intern is a whirlwind of chaos and crime, but with her unique set of skills and a fiery temper, Aria has no problem fitting in with the team, but no matter how far she goes she can't outrun her past. [ReidxOC]

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#ocappreciation #oc ficmas #oc ficmas 2020 #fd: criminal minds #criminal minds

[j4gm]

Adventure Time Distant Lands: Information on the Cast and Crew

So you’ve all heard about Distant Lands by now.

I can confirm that Distant Lands and the secret project codenamed “Rumble Jaw” are the same thing. Some known members of the production have already updated their personal websites to reflect the announcement. Here’s a list of people thought to be working/have worked on the specials. I am probably missing a lot at this point. Returning crew members are in bold.

Therisse Amunatigui, post-production assistant

Ashlyn Anstee (Harvey Beaks, many other shows), storyboard artist

Christina Catucci (Harvey Girls Forever, Trolls World Tour), writer

Aria Clemens, production assistant

Iggy Craig (OK K.O.), storyboard artist

Becky Dreistadt (Steven Universe, SVTFOE, Bee & PuppyCat), lead character designer

Charley Feldman (The Owl House), writer

Ashley Fisher (Steven Universe, Powerpuff Girls), colour designer

Megan Fisher (Thundercats Roar), storyboard artist

Hannah Therese Garcia, production assistant

Sarah Gencarelli (many CN shows), animation director

Jennifer Goldberg (Enter the Florpus, many other shows), art director

Amber Blade Jones (Clarence), storyboard revisionist

Nick Lomauro (Craig of the Creek), animatic editor

Adam Muto, showrunner probably

Mary Nash (Steven Universe, Tuca & Bertie, BoJack Horseman), lead background designer

Hanna K. Nyström, storyboard artist and writer

Jack Pendarvis, writer

Maya Petersen (Steven Universe), storyboard artist

Theresa Potts, production coordinator

Cal Ramsey (Scholastic Media, MLP), storyboard revisionist

Allie Splain (OK K.O.), production coordinator

Kate Tsang (GO! Cartoons, Steven Universe Future), writer probably

Serena Wu (Enter the Florpus), storyboard artist

Robin Yao, background artist

Additionally, many members of the original cast will be returning. Jeremy Shada and Olivia Olson are confirmed to be returning. All of the rest of the main cast (John DiMaggio, Niki Yang, Hynden Walch, Tom Kenny) will presumably also be reprising their roles, but I can’t say that for certain.

Farewell for now!

#adventure time #atimers #rumble jaw #distant lands #adventure time distant lands

[cuorepietoso]

FULL NAME: Battista Tahan PRONUNCIATION: bat-TEE-sta tah-han MEANING:

Battista- Italian given name meaning “baptist”

Tahan- Hebrew origin, meaning “merciful”

NICKNAME/PREFERRED NAME(S): Battista is NOT a fan of nicknames, and generally reacts with annoyance at best when people try to give him one. In fact, he just prefers to be called “Tahan”. BIRTH DATE: 5 January 1986 AGE: 33 ZODIAC: Capricorn sun, Scorpio moon/ascending GENDER: Male PRONOUNS: he/him SEXUAL/ROMANTIC ORIENTATION: Battista is Bisexual/Biromantic with a strong preference for women. Though he has a lot of experience with women, he’s never had the opportunity to explore a sexual relationship with a man because he’s a fucking idiot, but he’s had a romantic relationship with one. NATIONALITY: Italian ETHNICITY: Mexican-Jewish CURRENT LOCATION: Verona, Italy LIVING CONDITIONS: 5th floor studio apartment. The elevator does not work. TITLE(S): Mr., (frmr.) Maresciallo Ordinario (Mar. Ord.), Capitano

tw: substance abuse mention, suicidal idealization, PTSD. general content warning.

background

BIRTH PLACE: Hospital Borga Roma HOMETOWN: Verona SOCIAL CLASS: Working– his parents were the owners and sole employees of a relatively unsuccessful stationery shop. EDUCATION LEVEL: High School, some College level courses FATHER: Vincenzo Tahan MOTHER: Shoshanna Tahan SIBLING(S): n/a CHILDREN: n/a PET(S): Pafutta, his “pet” stray cat PREVIOUS RELATIONSHIPS: Aria DiMaggio, Alessio Rossi*

occupation & income

PRIMARY SOURCE OF INCOME: Montagues SECONDARY SOURCE OF INCOME: Bartender, though he only works one night a week. TERTIARY SOURCE(S) OF INCOME: Odd jobs for his landlady, Military disability APPROXIMATE AMOUNT PER YEAR: €400k a year, most of which comes from the Montagues and is therefore off the books. CONTENT WITH THEIR JOB?: As much as he can ever let himself be content with anything, anymore, he’s content with the way he lives. He has four walls and a roof over his head, he keeps busy, and whenever he begins to feel the restless itch under his skin he can just go start a fight, and because this is the best way to find the man that killed his father. Any concerns he has about how things happen/are run pale in comparison to what he can get from it. PAST JOB(S):

Thief- Not really a job, considering. But he made a fair bit of money with his slick tongue and sticky fingers, and he enjoyed it in a sort of empty way.

Italian Army/Special Forces- Battista was always quick on the uptake but he took to life in the military like a duck to water. Strong, fast, and cunning, with the necessary people skills to shut up and speak up, whenever it was needed.

SPENDING HABITS: He buys what he needs. Most of his money is spent on alcohol, drugs, and weapons. Sometimes he buys expensive clothes that he doesn’t like to wear for lavish parties.
MOST VALUABLE POSSESSION: Beretta tanto-style folding knife, blackened steel blade, gifted to him by Alessio Rossi

skills & abilities

PHYSICAL STRENGTH: 6/10. Raw power is not and never has been his main weapon, he has neither the height or build to rely solely on physical strength. That being said, he works out every day and as part of his training can carry a man nearly twice his weight a few miles. OFFENSE: 8/10. Preference for knives in close quarters combat, and doesn’t enjoy open combat because of the risk it poses to civilians, though he’s more than capable of using guns. He fights like a devil and firmly believes in the phrase “a good defense is a better offense”. DEFENSE: 6/10. A little slow to guard his left side, but he isn’t afraid to resort to dirty tricks. He fights like he’s trying to die.  SPEED: 8/10. Battista is physically smaller than most of the people he’s ever fought so he relies on speed a lot. This ties back into his preference for knife fighting, where speed is essentially everything. INTELLIGENCE: 8/10. His greatest weapon has always been his sharp mind. Though lately he’s been prone to bouts of confusion, when he’s fighting he regains his cunning, razor edge. ACCURACY: 6/10. He’s above average with a gun but nothing to write home about. AGILITY: 7/10. Though he’s not doing backflips or anything but he can command his body to move, and quickly. His reflexes are honed and due to his hypervigilance he’s Always Ready, even when he doesn’t need to be. STAMINA: 6/10. He runs a couple of miles every morning, but generally fighting is exhausting, especially when you’re fighting someone physically stronger. He’s better off finishing a fight fast, rather than letting it drag out. TEAMWORK: 9/10. He does his best work as part of a cohesive team, it’s how he was trained. TALENTS:

(frmr.) Art- Though he’s not practiced in a little under three years, Battista used to be quite the artist, and still has an eye for beauty and detail. Sometimes his fingers itch to pick up a pencil again, but whenever he puts it to paper he finds the only things he can think of are too dark to draw.

Trauma medicine- Battista trained as a combat medic, and though he likes to joke that all he ever did was comfort dying men and tell them they would be okay, he’s quite good at keeping people alive in stressful situations.

Sticky fingers, silver tongue- Some habits are hard to shake, especially when they’re so useful. Though he doesn’t enjoy using honeyed words and a warm smile as a distraction any longer, he’s still got it in him. Coupled with his light fingers and silent step, he still makes a rather adept thief, when the situation calls for it.

SHORTCOMINGS:

Controlling- Whether he’s always been this way, or it’s a result of the life he’s lived, Battista has a hard time giving up the reigns. He’s prone to micromanaging, being occasionally overly critical, and difficult to get along with in a work setting. He has a way he likes to do things, and he expects them to be done to his rather exacting standards.

Abundance of Caution- Drawing attention is the enemy, in his eyes. Sometimes he hesitates to act because he’s unwilling to make a splash.

Gregariousness- Though few actually consider this a fault, it is one in his eyes. He’d prefer to think of himself as an island, but he’s a man that does better when he cares and is cared for in return. These relationships he develops aren’t always within the bounds of where his social circles should end.

LANGUAGE(S) SPOKEN:

Italian- Battista speaks both the Veneto dialect and Standard Italian. He prefers the Veneto dialect (since that’s what he grew up speaking), but he’s capable of code-switching

Hebrew- He spoke Hebrew at home and the military paid for him to take classes to improve/expand his knowledge.

some English- Enough to give a tourist directions and communicate to Americans where and how many the enemy were.

Arabic- This used to be his weakest language, he spoke conversationally and knew the curse words. Now that he’s friends with Ivan Rahal he knows even more curse words.

DRIVE?: He doesn’t drive– he’s never actually had a driver’s license, because when he was growing up he lived in the city and his family was too poor for a car. He never needed one in the military, though he did learn to drive and well. Now that he’s once again living in Verona (and prone to seizures), he doesn’t feel he has any business owning or operating a car. However, he can easily jump start/hotwire a car, change a tire, and fix some basic mechanical issues. RIDE A BICYCLE?: Outside of taking the metro, this is his main mode of transportation. SWIM?: He can but he would prefer not to PLAY AN INSTRUMENT?: He’s never had any musical talent, and can hardly carry a tune. PLAY CHESS?: Not well! He doesn’t have the patience for it. BRAID HAIR?: No. He never had any siblings and his mother always kept her hair short and worn loose, so he never had occasion to learn. TIE A TIE?: Yes, though he has to tie it and then put it on his neck. PICK A LOCK?: His skills at lock picking are second to none, it’s part of what made him such an excellent thief and, later on in his career, infiltration expert.

physical appearance & characteristics

FACE CLAIM: Peter Gadiot EYE COLOR: Medium Brown HAIR COLOR: Dark Brown HAIR TYPE/STYLE: slightly long, thick and curly/wavy. He runs his fingers through it to keep it out of his face. GLASSES/CONTACTS?: 25/20 vision in his right eye and 15/20 with slight loss of peripheral vision in his left. He hasn’t noticed this, so it will remain uncorrected, but it does affect his life. DOMINANT HAND: Right HEIGHT: 5’10 ¾”. The ¾ is very important. WEIGHT: 160lbs BUILD: Leaner side of muscular EXERCISE HABITS: Every morning he wakes up at 6am and he runs two miles, and then he does push ups, sit ups, pull ups, and some other weight lifting before going back to sleep. If he’s idle and feeling restless he may sometimes just start stretching. SKIN TONE: Olive, though frankly he doesn’t sleep or see the sun enough to look anywhere near healthy TATTOOS/PIERCINGS: n/a MARKS/SCARS: He has small shrapnel scars on his right cheekbone/temple, and scars on his knuckles. A wicked looking scar that stretches from his belly button to the tenth left rib. And a bullet scar to his upper left arm with no exit wound. NOTABLE FEATURES: His nose is pretty large and he’s broken it a few times. Other than that he just kind of looks terrible and tired most of the time. USUAL EXPRESSION: Blank, or a scowl CLOTHING STYLE: His whole wardrobe is black. Black jeans, black shirts, black slacks, black jackets. When he’s sleeping, he wears a ratty paracadutisti forze speciali tee shirt (also black) that he picked up…. somewhere JEWELRY: A silver Star of David necklace ALLERGIES: Genuine Human Emotion. Sesame seeds. Certain medications. BODY TEMPERATURE: He runs a little cool at an average of 97.9 degrees, and always feels like a solid, miserable block of ice. Especially his hands and feet. DIET: Black coffee, MDMA, antidepressants, vodka, and a highly regulated food diet that is usually Mediterranean or Indian food PHYSICAL AILMENTS: Occasional seizures from his medication, some chronic pain from old injuries.

psychology

JUNG TYPE: ISTJ-strong preference on thinking and judging, medium preference on sensing, almost no preference on introverted      Responsible organizers, driven to create and enforce order within systems and institutions. They are neat and orderly, inside and out, and tend to have a procedure for everything they do. ISTJs are steady, productive contributors. They like to know what the rules of the game are, valuing predictability more than imagination. They rely on their past experience to guide them. ISTJs are hardworking and will persist until a task is done. They are logical and methodical, and often enjoy tasks that require them to use step-by-step reasoning to solve a problem. They are meticulous in their attention to details, and examine things closely to be sure they are correct. With their straightforward logic and orientation to detail, ISTJs work systematically to bring order to their own small parts of the world.      ISTJs have a serious, conservative air about them. They want to know and follow the rules of the game, and typically seek out predictable surroundings where they understand their role. You may find the ISTJ doing something useful even in social situations (for instance, organizing coats and hats at a party) as they’re often more comfortable taking charge of a task than they are chatting up strangers. When given something to do, they are highly dependable, and follow it through to the end. ISTJs are practical and no-nonsense, and rarely call attention to themselves. Their clothes and possessions tend to be chosen based on utility rather than fashion, and they have an affection for the classics. ISTJs typically speak in a straightforward manner and have a good head for details. They are usually more enthusiastic about sharing factual information than exploring abstract concepts or unproven ideas.

ENNEAGRAM TYPE: 1, the Reformer      People of this personality type are essentially looking to make things better, as they think nothing is ever quite good enough. This makes them perfectionists who desire to reform and improve; idealists who strive to make order out of the omnipresent chaos.      Ones have a fine eye for detail. They are always aware of the flaws in themselves, others and the situations in which they find themselves. This triggers their need to improve, which can be beneficial for all concerned, but which can also prove to be burdensome to both the One and those who are on the receiving end of the One’s reform efforts.      The One’s inability to achieve the perfection they desire feeds their feelings of guilt for having fallen short, and fuels their incipient anger against an imperfect world. Ones, however, tend to feel guilty about their anger. Anger is a “bad” emotion, and Ones strive sincerely and wholeheartedly to be “good.” Anger is therefore vigorously repressed from consciousness, bursting forth in occasional fits of temper, but usually manifesting in one of its many less obvious permutations - impatience, frustration, annoyance and judgmental criticality. For this reason, Ones can be difficult to live with, but, on the high side, they tend to be loyal, responsible and capable partners and friends.      Ones are serious people; they tend to be highly principled, competent and uncompromising. They follow the rules and expect others to do so as well. Because they believe so thoroughly in their convictions, they are often excellent leaders who can inspire those who follow them with their own vision of excellence. Reform movements are frequently spearheaded by Ones.
Ones are often driven and ambitious, and are sometimes workaholics. But whatever their professional involvement, they are definitely active, practical people who get things done. They are natural born organizers, listmakers who finish everything on the list, the last one to leave the office, the first one to return, industrious, reliable, honest and dutiful.

MORAL ALIGNMENT: True Neutral      True neutral characters are concerned with their own well-being and that of the group or organization which aids them. They may behave in a good manner to those that they consider friends and allies, but will only act maliciously against those who have tried to injure them in some way. For the rest, they do not care. They do not wish ill on those they do not know, but they also do not care when they hear of evil befalling them. Better for others to suffer the evil than the true neutral and his allies. If an ally is in need, the true neutral will aid him, out of genuine love or because he may be able to count on that ally a little more in the future. If someone else is in need, they will weigh the options of the potential rewards and dangers associated with the act. If an enemy is in need, they will ignore him or take advantage of his misfortune.

TEMPERAMENT: Melancholic      Melancholics naturally lean toward being analytical and intellectual. They often foresee the result of a project long before its completion. They are able to view situations and problems from all sides and see every possible outcome. This makes them very effective at problem solving, planning, and organizing. And although people with a melancholic temperament generally keep their emotions guarded, they are still emotional individuals. In fact, they may be the most emotional of all the temperament types. Their heightened, ever-changing emotions can result in quick shifts in mood. For instance, they might feel a strong sense of elation, quickly replaced by gloom if something negative happens.      Because people with a melancholic temperament are introverted, they are often task oriented rather than people oriented. Individuals with this temperament love having a list of chores to complete. They prefer to stay busy, and they tackle their daily to-do list with relish. They tend to be extremely efficient and productive in any career. Melancholics are often perfectionists as well– they have a specific idea of the perfect situation, the perfect way to do things, and the perfect outcome. They tend to set incredibly high standards for themselves and others. When the perfect outcome is not achieved, they can become angered; however, these individuals don’t typically show their anger until it becomes so pent up over time that they reach a breaking point.

ELEMENT: Earth      Grounded and practical, when balanced earth is the glue that binds all elements together. It is “nurturing, supportive, relaxed, oriented, sociable, sympathetic, considerate, agreeable, poised, and attentive.” As nice as the balanced Earth is, unbalanced “Excess” Earth frets and meddles and can be quite overbearing as that wonderful groundedness transforms into unmovable and impractical stubbornness. When “Deficient”, Earth can become clingy and vacillating, too eager to please others and unable to ask for help. Earth is the caretaker and the main issue is over-thinking and worry

PRIMARY INTELLIGENCE TYPE: Bodily Kinesthetic      Tends to learn things by doing them with his hands. He must engage in a material in order to understand it – simply listening to a theory or looking at a picture is not going to help him. He also tends to be active in sports and have extraordinary balance. Moving his body brings him joy, and it is how he participates in the world around him.

APPROXIMATE IQ: 140-149 MENTAL CONDITIONS/DISORDERS: PTSD, Generalized Anxiety Disorder, Depression SOCIABILITY: Battista pretends to prefer solitude, but he needs other people like a flower needs sunlight. This generally manifests in him spending as little time alone as possible, whether it’s going out at night or wandering around during the day, or showing up unannounced to inflict himself on people that seem capable of tolerating him for any extended period of time. EMOTIONAL STABILITY: Though he may come off as cold, calculating, and unfeeling to the layman, Battista’s emotions are generally experienced as long periods of nothingness followed by intense emotional outbursts– anger, sadness, stress, etc. Generally he tries to keep his outbursts private, because he’s embarrassed by them. OBSESSION(S): Battista is prone to overthinking almost everything when he gets in his own head, but the most prevalent worry is about acting violently towards others on accident. He fears nothing more than being a rabid dog in need of being put down. COMPULSION(S): When he starts obsessively overthinking, he begins compulsive behaviors. Usually these are limited to things like hand washing, counting, listing. The hand washing is the most overt and alarming of the three behaviors, because most of the time he counts and lists things in his head. The latter two are usually used to help manage his anxiety, but sometimes he can get into his own head while doing them. PHOBIA(S): n/a ADDICTION(S): Alcohol, MDMA DRUG USE: Ecstasy, though he limits this to maybe two nights a week. Sometimes he’ll do cocaine but only if he’s obscenely drunk. ALCOHOL USE: He tries to limit his intake of alcohol as well, but he averages 3-4 drinks a night and way more on Friday and Saturday nights. PRONE TO VIOLENCE?: He would prefer not to be, but it’s generally his first reaction when startled at the very least. Sometimes it’s his first reaction to being angered as well.

mannerisms

SPEECH STYLE: Though it’s rare for him to speak much (if at all) around strangers, when he does he tends to keep his sentences clipped and without much inflection. He isn’t shy– it’s just better to be thought of as a taciturn fool than known to be a chatty one. In more familiar company, his voice can gain a little warmth, but most of his sense of humor comes from him deadpanning some pretty off the wall shit, which he is almost always doing. Even when he’s asking a question, he usually doesn’t raise the inflection at the end of his sentence to indicate that. ACCENT: Typical sing-song Veronan with a slight tendency to mispronounce the “ch” sound in words as the Khaf sound in Hebrew. He has a certain lack of consonant gemination when otherwise required (“ecco” comes out as “eco”), and his intonation has a kind of staccato pattern as a result. QUIRKS: occasionally prone to stuttering and muttering to himself under his breath, as well as completely zoning out. Generally during the day he can be spotted wandering the city like a cryptid if he isn’t working. HOBBIES:

frmr- sketching, writing

current- sex, working out, wandering. He leads a sad life.

HABITS: He wakes up every morning at 6 to work out. Goes to brunch a couple Sundays a month with Matthias Warren. Shows up like a bad penny to shadow his friends occasionally. NERVOUS TICKS: Squeezing the back of his neck, chewing on something DRIVES/MOTIVATIONS: He wants to kill the man that killed his father And Then Die. FEARS: Losing control of himself/his situation, getting an innocent person killed, and getting a friend killed. POSITIVE TRAITS: Fundamentally responsible, serious, efficient, and rational. Passionate, incisive, cunning, strategic, and perceptive NEGATIVE TRAITS: Emotionally reserved, comes off as intimidating and powerful if not malicious or aggressive. A bit dramatic. He has trouble opening up and letting other people in, and tries to keep his intense darker emotions private. He finds it difficult to trust others, which means his perception may manifest in suspicion and controlling tendencies. SENSE OF HUMOR: Dry and hard to understand. I don’t think he’s funny, I think he’s fucked up. DO THEY CURSE OFTEN?: Situational, and depending on the language he’s speaking CATCHPHRASE(S): not really a catchphrase, but as a filler word he tends toward “bene–” where most Americans would use “like” or “um”

attitudes

GREATEST DREAM: He can’t see himself really… going anywhere. As of right now, he struggles so much with his past and his present that the only goal he can set for himself is “survive”. Perhaps his greatest dream, then, is to someday have a hope for the future. GREATEST FEAR: His greatest fear is the thing most likely to come true, at this point– he spends the rest of his short life fruitlessly chasing his own tail in a pointless quest to find out who killed his father. Part of him already believes he’ll never figure it out, but he clings to it because he needs a reason to keep going, no matter how flimsy it is. MOST AT EASE WHEN: Battista is a creature of war. He’s most at ease when there are fists and bullets flying, blood on his tongue. When he’s tying off an artery and improvising a saline drip, when he’s barking orders (when he has his head resting in someone’s lap and they’ve got their hands in his hair, and they’re talking) LEAST AT EASE WHEN: There are things that crawl around in his head and under his skin in what most would consider a peaceful silence. He can’t relax, he can’t breathe, he can’t think. He shuts down. WORST POSSIBLE THING THAT COULD HAPPEN: In 2016 he was involuntarily committed because he was going to blow the whistle on his CO’s war crimes. The shit he dealt with there and the explicit threats afterwards were clear: if he doesn’t keep his mouth shut, or if COL. Bianchi decides he’s too much of a wild card, they’ll put him back and throw away the key. MOST EMBARRASSING MOMENT: He remembers this so clearly. In 2013 he was bragging to Alessio Rossi how good he was at dealing with snow and ice because he was from Verona and he was used to it and he immediately slipped on the rain damp stairs to the office they were walking into and fully ate shit. Rossi made fun of him for months, but he laughed really hard so it was almost worth it. BIGGEST SECRET: See: war crimes TOP PRIORITIES: He can pretend his biggest priority is catching and killing his father’s murderer all he wants, but that’s basically the only excuse he has for surviving at this point. Top Priorities are: Keep his friends alive, don’t get caught, survive. In that order.

#/ / HEADCANON . #tw suicide #tw ptsd #tw substance abuse #again just a general content warning because battista is fucked up #but yeah here we go! hope you like some character insight for a midnight snack! #basically deleted the entirety of the 'likes' section because u have to have a desire to live in order to have an opinion on most of those #and uh. [jazzhands] #diveronatask

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He lives on the live fish as you do. He is not a scavenger nor just a moving appetite as some sharks are. He is beautiful and noble and knows no fear of anything. “I killed him in self-defense,” the old man said aloud. “And I killed him well.” Ernest Hemingway The Minnesota Row The Boat T-Shirt Old Man and the Sea 30 Besides, he thought, everything kills everything else in some way. Fishing kills me exactly as it keeps me alive. The boy keeps me alive, he thought. I must not deceive myself too much. He leaned over the side and pulled loose a piece of the meat of the fish where the shark had cut him. He chewed it and noted its quality and its good taste. It was firm and juicy, like meat, but it was not red.

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Aria DiMaggio hadn’t planned on uprooting her life to move to Quantico, but those things just sort of happen when Jason Gideon sets his mind to something. Trying to put her broken past behind her, the life as an intern for the BAU turns out to be exactly what she needed. It’s a constant whirlwind of chaos and crime, but with her unique set of skills and a fiery temper to boot, Aria has no problem fitting in with the team. Especially when it comes to the adorably attractive Dr. Reid and the growing crush she’s trying to ignore.

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Aria DiMaggio hadn’t planned on uprooting her life to move to Quantico, but those things just sort of happen when Jason Gideon sets his mind to something. Trying to put her broken past behind her, the life as an intern for the BAU turns out to be exactly what she needed. It’s a constant whirlwind of chaos and crime, but with her unique set of skills and a fiery temper to boot, Aria has no problem fitting in with the team. Especially when it comes to the adorably attractive Dr. Reid and the growing crush she’s trying to ignore.

Between her crazy parents, an ex she just can’t shake, and the growing suspicions surrounding her brother’s seemingly-accidental death, Aria begins to realize she can never outrun her past. Even with three years and 1,700 miles between them, her demons still haunt her and sooner or later she’ll have to face them.

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✨Chapter 30 is Up✨

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Aria DiMaggio hadn’t planned on uprooting her life to move to Quantico, but those things just sort of happen when Jason Gideon sets his mind to something. Trying to put her broken past behind her, the life as an intern for the BAU turns out to be exactly what she needed. It’s a constant whirlwind of chaos and crime, but with her unique set of skills and a fiery temper to boot, Aria has no problem fitting in with the team. Especially when it comes to the adorably attractive Dr. Reid and the growing crush she’s trying to ignore.

Between her crazy parents, an ex she just can’t shake, and the growing suspicions surrounding her brother’s seemingly-accidental death, Aria begins to realize she can never outrun her past. Even with three years and 1,700 miles between them, her demons still haunt her and sooner or later she’ll have to face them.

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Aria DiMaggio hadn’t planned on uprooting her life to move to Quantico, but those things just sort of happen when Jason Gideon sets his mind to something. Trying to put her broken past behind her, the life as an intern for the BAU turns out to be exactly what she needed. It’s a constant whirlwind of chaos and crime, but with her unique set of skills and a fiery temper to boot, Aria has no problem fitting in with the team. Especially when it comes to the adorably attractive Dr. Reid and the growing crush she’s trying to ignore.

Between her crazy parents, an ex she just can’t shake, and the growing suspicions surrounding her brother’s seemingly-accidental death, Aria begins to realize she can never outrun her past. Even with three years and 1,700 miles between them, her demons still haunt her and sooner or later she’ll have to face them.

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Aria’s Height Comparison

A lot of you are asking for Aria’s height in comparison to the team, so I’ve made four quick pictures to help display it! The pictures on the left are Aria without heels, at her normal height of 5′0 (and a half). The ones on the right are her height with her average heels, which put her between 5′4 and 5′5.

#forgive my shitty photoshop skills #the pictures are bad but the heights are accurate lmao #aria dimaggio #something like a star #slas #height #height comparison

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Aria DiMaggio hadn’t planned on uprooting her life to move to Quantico, but those things just sort of happen when Jason Gideon sets his mind to something. Trying to put her broken past behind her, the life as an intern for the BAU turns out to be exactly what she needed. It’s a constant whirlwind of chaos and crime, but with her unique set of skills and a fiery temper to boot, Aria has no problem fitting in with the team. Especially when it comes to the adorably attractive Dr. Reid and the growing crush she’s trying to ignore.

Between her crazy parents, an ex she just can’t shake, and the growing suspicions surrounding her brother’s seemingly-accidental death, Aria begins to realize she can never outrun her past. Even with three years and 1,700 miles between them, her demons still haunt her and sooner or later she’ll have to face them.

Pairing: Spencer Reid x OC Tags: Slow burn, Smut, Fluff, Friends to Lovers, Soulmate/OTP TW: Domestic Violence, Domestic Abuse Read: AO3 | FF.NET

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Hey guys! 

I just wanted to let you know today’s chapter of Something Like a Star will be out today - it will just be posted later tonight. Due to my last-minute trip I didn’t have time to complete the chapter over the week like I normally do. I have about half of it done and though I could post that little bit, I’d prefer to give you the whole chapter. 

I really appreciate y’alls patience, I love you guys! 

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Hi! So, JJ and Emily standing shoulder to shoulder creating a wall between Aria and Skeevy McJerkface and the trust Aria had in JJ and Emily made me smile even though they were facing off with Connor. (Along with Penelope hugging Aria) Morgan's anger, Hotch arresting Connor and the flirting with Reid and the teasing from the team was just all amazing. It was a great chapter and I can't wait for the next one! (Also is Connor gone for good or do we have to look out for him in future chapters?)

Hey darlin! Sorry, I’ve been having issues with my tumblr the last few days, I didn’t mean to take so long to reply! I’m so glad you loved the chapter! We will definitely be seeing more of Connor. Getting rid of him for good isn’t gonna be easy...

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i just thought about a scene where Aria is showing Reid what Twilight is 😂😂

I may or may not have just rewatched all the movies last weekend so this is perfect 😅

I totally see it! She’s probably lowkey be really into them and I could see her sneaking the books into his bag. And probably convincing the rest of the team to read with her too! I love this, thank you darlin!

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