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okimargarvez · 1 year

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Same anon. If they are going to have Luke and Garcia be just friends even after all the chemistry and heat and flirting then it is just Garcia and Morgan all over again!

Why would the writers do that?

And didn't kristen like garvez stuff on Twitter or something. So why would she do that if they're going to make them just friends? Unless she knows in the long run garvez is canon??

I still have hope, it's tiny, so so tiny, but i believe!

Here we go again, my dear Anon! 😊

I'm happy to know there is still someone who keep believing in canon garvez.

Kirsten once liked one of my tweets about Garvez. I don't think the fact actors like posts or similar is a sign.

But what official CM accounts do... That's another thing. They exaggerated, this season, and after all the TG (Tyler Green) storyline, they still do!

I can't believe is just making fun of fan.

About Kirsten, is what she said during the interviews, that is most heavy, thank her likes on Twitter.

We will see! But I have to say another thing.

Kirsten said that during pandemic Garcia found herself and getting better etc. What if her selfish and so ooc behavior is just because she believed to have found a good equilibrium and then is the right opposite? What if at the end she realizes that, she sincerely apologies for her mistakes (putting in danger all the team for sex)? Will we never forgive her?

Only the stupid don't change their mind, say in my country (Italy).

I know I will forgive her and not because she can do whatever because is Garcia bla bla bla. But because she is a human being and mistake is part of it.

And I know Luke will forgive her too, because he already did. There will be necessary a break between TG storyline and Canon Garvez, in my opinion.

Luke is not a second choice. He is the choice.

But it is also the choice that terrifies her. That's why she put him aside. Because it's different. Her exception. Remember when she discovered that Kevin wanted to propose and she ran to Derek and explained that she didn't want to marry him, because when this thing happened people change and one left and the other is just empty, and she didn't want to feel so... It's still there.

Penelope knows (for me, inside her) that Luke is the only one that she could say yes to, both to move in and then get married. Because it's her right one. But the amount of love he gave her, since first season, is so much that she is afraid to be able to give him the same, at least at the beginning. And doesn't want to hurt him, but in this way, she is just hurting him more and more, again and again.

The bad part, in my opinion, is that it should be Luke to make (again) the first step to move forward. Not fair, because he did a lot, but she will never do it.

I'm sure that with just one kiss she would melt like ice. And then, then. Oh. Finally she would show all her love, affection, respect he deserves and that she always felt for him. It will submerge him.

And Luke would do the same, as he already does, this time with no breaks at all.

And they will be the best couple ever.

🤞 ❣️❣️❣️

Sorry for the rant!

#garvez #criminal minds #cm #luke alvez #garcia x alvez #alvez x garcia #penelope garcia #penelope x luke #luke x penelope #Anon #Criminal minds evolution #kirsten vangsness

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stormyoceans · 1 year

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[VICE VERSA episode 1 part 1]

Brown like a horse shit (:

I wonder what colour he’d give me

The female friend is the one that helps out at the end right? Looove her <3

Surprised there’s only a handful of fans waiting inside

Love the gate fake-out tho lmao

Can’t believe Jimmy went from playing an absolute turd (Wai) to an idol whose two settings are 1) charismatic and 2) dork

“you have a big head” WHAT KIND OF FLIRTING IS THAT

This whole scene is soooo cute though, holy shit

“the one who drew it is cute too” Puen turning on the flirting before they’ve even swapped, he’s so pathetic (affectionate)

WHOLESOME INTRO TIME

I haven’t seen the episode where the piggybacking in a body of water happens, I wonder what’s happening there

Omg I never noticed but how old is this car???

I guess when you’re a colorist you’re automatically available as a movie extra??

ALSO HOW DOES TALAY NOT KNOW WHO HIS CO-STAR IS

(I get it, it’s for the sake of a big reveal, but c’mon writers)

“MAFIA THE MOVIE”

Puen I don’t think “flirt with the corpse” is in the script

It’s nice to learn right off the bat that Puen’s not an arrogant twat despite his fame, he just smiles @ Talay’s phone call

“you’re this drunk and you can still work” WAIT THAT “OCEAN BLUE” STUFF IS ALCOHOL??? AND TALAY’S TRYING TO WORK WHILE DRUNK???

That seems like a terrible decision

“his attitude against pink” Boy you and I are about to throw hands

(pink is my favourite colour)

W-wait what’s that pyramid(?)-looking thing in the water, I’ve never seen that before

The reason Talay got sucked to a different universe is he wasn’t in the same frame as his friends

HOW DO YOU ASSHOLES NOT HEAR HIM

Oh my god I haaaaate Tess’s dad, like yeah I’d probably punch Tess in the face if I knew him irl but I don’t need to guess whose fault it is he turned out like that in the first place

I’m glad his mom’s got his back… in her own way

For a show that starts off with such a focus on colour, it changes drastically between shots during Talay and Tess’s mom’s little act

And not in a way I think was intentional

SFJKSGDKSGKDGSKDGSJ VERA I CAN'T BELIEVE YOU'RE ACTUALLY GOING TO WATCH VICE VERSA AND LEAVE ME COMMENTS AS YOU GO IM SO EXCITED TO HEAR ALL YOUR THOUGHTS ABOUT IT

okay but when i tell you talay is just as unhinged as puen is like imagine doing an interview for your dream job and ending up associating the dudes responsible for your destiny with the worst colors you could possibly come up with..... and then you meet a hot famous actor in an airport bathroom and not only you forget to wash your hands before giving him a present but you also tell him he has a big head....... AND YET TALAY SOMEHOW MANAGES TO GET BOTH THE JOB AND THE BOY ALEXA PLAY WHATTA MAN BY SALT-N-PEPA

it's also a testament of how good the writing of the show is that i loved talay since the very beginning despite is deeply incorrect opinion on the color pink aka THE PRETTIEST OF COLORS!!!!!!! however im willing to forgive him for everything since his journey from dislike to love because he comes to associate pink with puen is literally POETIC CINEMA

and not to spoiler you but when you said "It’s nice to learn right off the bat that Puen’s not an arrogant twat despite his fame, he just smiles @ Talay’s phone call" it reminded me of how in episode 7 one of the characters tells puen that "talay's smile is your smile" AND TO KNOW THAT TALAY MADE PUEN SMILE FROM THE VERY BEGINNING WAY BEFORE THEY KNEW ANYTHING ABOUT EACH OTHER IS MAKING ME WANT TO GO DROWN MYSELF IN 5 CM OF WATER

i guess it's a good thing im not doing the bad buddy rewatch for the one year anniversary because i already know that this time around i would become the most disgusting wai apologist........... though kudos to jimmy for being able to portray both the biggest asshole in existence and the most endearing sweetheart CAN YOU BELIEVE SOME PEOPLE STILL HAVE THE AUDACITY TO SAY HE CAN'T ACT???????? also i think they should have brought back the suspenders in the last episode and let talay grab them to pull puen in for a kiss IM JUST SAYING

and i suppose this is the moment where i admit i have no positive feelings about tess but you're very right about his dad being awful

I CAN'T BELIEVE THIS IS ONLY PART 1 OF EPISODE 1 IM SFJKSGDFJ AT THIS RATE IM GONNA GET INSTITUTIONALIZED BEFORE PUEN SHOWS UP AGAIN

#i still think we should have gotten a special episode called brown like a horse shit tbh #ALSO I APOLOGIZE TO EVERYONE FOR EVERYTHING #vice versa #vice versa the series #vera9 #m: ask

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the-invisible-queer · 1 year

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Spencer deserves the world and I'll never forgive the CM writers for all they have done to him 😭

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failbaby · 3 years

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Hayley’s dad- he’s the only man that ever made Hotchner fucking squirm (as he should) and knocked him down a peg or two by not pretending to like or even be cordial with him as anything but the father of his grandson. Yeah it’s sad that everything happened the way it did but he isn’t owed the man’s forgiveness and the blatant honesty that he would really never get it was a moment for sure. King shit, honestly.

Absolutely. I can’t even imagine being in his position.

I’m gonna say something that some people aren’t going to like (but it is tagged for your needs)

I can’t stand the way the series tries to absolve Hotch of responsibility and guilt wrt everything that happened to Haley and Jack. We’re supposed to feel badly for him throughout the divorce (as if that wasn’t completely his fault) and the custody struggle (also his fault) and everything he did in the aftermath of Haley’s death.

And it’s not that I don’t feel bad for him post-100, because I totally do (I wouldn’t say Haley’s death was his fault, and he had every right to grieve), but it was objectively selfish of him to just go back to traveling for work almost immediately and to pawn his traumatized, newly-motherless child off on the closet thing to Haley he could find for weeks at a time. It’s not right.

The fact that we’re supposed to be siding with Aaron through all of this despite his repeated obvious shortcomings is a sign of misogynistic writing, imo.

Like, it’s Haley’s job to raise Jack and support her husband unconditionally, and if Haley’s not around, it’s not Jack’s father’s job, it’s Haley’s sister’s? And then when we see Hotch calling Jack to say goodnight, or hear about him reading Jack bedtime stories “every night he’s home” or coaching a soccer game, we’re obviously supposed to be like aww, dad Hotch, so wholesome, what a fantastic guy, as if that’s not literally his job as Jack’s parent? Like, congratulations, I guess, on doing some of what you’re supposed to be doing?

I’m convinced that the CM writers don’t think men have any obligation to their families at all tbh. The lack of present fathers in that show is telling.

And I’m not saying Hotch shouldn’t be sympathetic, because he absolutely is and could continue to be, but I genuinely think they did his character a disservice by not offering the nuance we’d get by exploring the ways he let his family down, his motivations for that behavior, how he feels about it, whether he’s even aware of it etc.

Like, what was his childhood like? Was his dad absent, too? In that case, is he worried about becoming his father? Is he trying to stay away from Jack because he’s worried about his temper and irrationally afraid of becoming his father??

I’d like to know!!! I want to explore what’s going on!!! I want the hard-hitting questions!!!! I want to see him be selfish and scared and guilty!!!! I want to see him!!!! Be something other than just!!!! “Scary Fearless Leader Who Is Always Right”?!!!!!!?!

#ask #hotch critical #characters #tw abuse

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pedrosversion · 3 years

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i will never forgive the cm writers for bringing up hotchs abuse but then never going into depth with it

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hotchley · 4 years

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masterlist

sumayyahwritesthings : my original writing blog. follow for my opinions, thoughts and non-cm related thing. also, to see my face!

the heartbreaker’s handbook : (my novel on wattpad!) eros academy is a school for nobles. where the children are split into heartbreakers and heartbroken and that title determines the rest of your life. tristan is a boy who wants nothing more than to fulfil his duty. camilla is a girl that wants to destroy everything he stands for. who survives?

fanfics

heavy is the head that wears the crown : (oneshot) six times aaron hotchner held it together and one time he didn’t

i’m not bulletproof : (oneshot) aaron hotchner has a bad day, but luckily, david rossi is there to remind him he is loved

hotchner’s hoodie: (oneshot) the story behind the blue hoodie everyone loves in @themetaphorgirl‘s patronsaint verse

the waiting game: (oneshot) hotch is the one that ends up in the hospital at the end of the fisher king. the team wait for him to wake up, and gideon thinks about the last time this happened. the alternate ending (in response to a tumblr ask)

aaron: (multichapter, in progress) “some of us grow up to catch them.” aaron hotchner’s backstory, the cases that got to him the most and the episode dealing with all of this that we never got

and he will come back home : (oneshot) six times out of many that aaron hotchner realised that we start and end with family because they love us, no matter what happens

i swear i lived : (oneshot) hotch thinks of the best memories that he made with the team in order to ground himself because they’re his family and whenever he thinks of them, the world seems a bit brighter the alternate ending (in response to a tumblr ask)

forgiveness : (oneshot) after haley’s death, hotch finds himself in a church, but he doesn’t think that forgiveness should ever be granted to someone like him

those three stupid words : (oneshot) aaron hotchner has never been good at saying the words i love you, but sometimes his son needs to hear them. but what happens when hotch can’t?

mayhem : (oneshot) an alternate look at the season four premiere, in which kate and aaron’s roles are reversed and she’s the one trying to keep him alive as he bleeds out over the two of them the alternate ending

do they even know : (oneshot) aaron is finally happy. with himself and in his relationship. but what happens when members of the team start receiving envelopes containing notes and photos exposing his darkest secrets and biggest fears, and all the evidence points to one person?

so why can’t you see (you belong with... each other?) : (multichapter, in progress) five times a member of the bau tried to set up mom and dad- hotch and rossi- and the one time someone succeeded part one, part two

the baby hotchner au

internal monologues : when they first see baby hotchner. featuring, the bau, jack, strauss and everybody’s favourite, grant anderson!

the first christmas : the bau celebrate christmas with baby hotchner. featuring: a tree, some angst and spencer reid being good with children as well as little hotch having an accent and just general fluff

random headcanons : just things that may or may not be turned into drabbles at some point in time

nicknames : just what everyone calls hotch

emily and aaron : after a day at the park, emily carries hotch and looks like his mom

birthday : some headcanons about what happens on hotch’s 9th birthday, which is the first one he has with the team as a child

scolded : dave is annoyed at other things and accidentally snaps at hotch. tears are shed, fears are quashed and comfort is provided

misc : things that are tagged with the baby hotchner au but don’t necessarily warrant a whole link

drabbles

dad and mom : the bau celebrate father’s day with rossi and then mother’s day with hotch. just cute team fluff with a dash of hotch doubting whether or not the team love him

preparations : hotch was always prepared for jack to grow up without a father and that is what he had planned for. he’d never thought it’d be haley that was missing.

bitter relief : as the love of his life walked away, hotch was hit with a bitter relief that he would never even have the chance to become his father.

acceptance : hotch and haley in highschool. when hotch saves haley from being attacked, her father realises a few things

because no is a complete sentence : hotch teaches kid spencer that he’s always allowed to say no. written because @m0rcia is amazing and helped me get over my writer’s block

the thing about hotch and death : not entirely sure what this is, but the team think about hotch dying. so does jack. so does hotch.

a hotchniss thing : a random piece that may or may not be hotchniss that came from the scene in season three where emily told hotch that she needed to know she could be human

a grudge : years in the future, the child of an unsub aaron put away goes after the only family he has left (written in response to an ask)

seven : hotch and haley in highschool. when she goes to hug him from behind, she realises that she should have known better because she knows what his father is like

the love he deserves : aaron hotchner believes his life is expendable, but the lives of his team are indispensable. the team don’t agree, and they want him to understand that

cold : tomorrow he will act like nothing ever hurts him and he will pretend to be fine, and he will let everyone view him as cold, but tonight he will shed the armour that is hotch and let himself be aaron.

when death finally comes : hotch dies. that’s literally it.

healing

a short thing about how each member of the bau helped hotch to heal after the events of 100

part one : spencer

the conversations series

basically just conversations that were robbed of on the show that live rent free in my head

the slave of duty- aaron and dave : after the end scene in the graveyard, dave takes aaron back to his apartment and they talk

headcanons

hotch’s tiktok

teenage hotch/haley things

how the team found out about hotchniss : scenario number one

random hotch ones

hotch and jack

happy 49th birthday aaron hotchner!

the bau as things i have done in school

conversations that would happen if i was member of the bau : i’m a british gen z-er, so you know.

things the bau do to hotch (that just make sense)

the bau as taylor swift songs

things that happened when hotch first joined the bau

some wholesome hotch ones

hotch and singing

making hotch blush

some kinda terrible angsty hotchniss ones

cute hotch/rossi ones

how the bau find out about mortch

hotchniss love languages

hotch and morgan (platonically if you want) cuddling on the jet home

wholesome hotchniss

dave and emily at jack’s school

hotch and jack at the archaeological museum

the taylor swift playlists for various cm ships things

i’m going to be completely honest, i’m not sure this should be going on here, but i want it to so it is

hotchley

morehotchcontent2020 (hosted by @ablogofthecriminalmindsvariety)

day one: dad hotch : a lazy day with jack

day two: whump : held hostage/hurt on the job

day three: tooth rotting fluff : a cooking lesson/”i love you more.” “impossible.”

day four: family drama : an argument with jack

day five: kisses : counting kisses

day six: rocky relationship : missed anniversary/a big fight

day seven: sick fic : “i’m fine.” “you have a fever of 102, that’s not fine.”/tummy rub/fever

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rxseinbloom · 4 years

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It’s 2 am I’m playing the Rant Card

Can I just say that, even without watching the full seasons yet, I will never forgive the writers for everything they put Spencer Reid through in the last three seasons? Parts of his storyline are wildly unrealistic (even by CM standards), overdramatic, and practically useless. I get that life happens, especially in a dangerous job like that, but it’s over the line.

The writers took an optimistic, hopeful, loving genius and tried to make him into a martyr. They tried to make him into a “the world breaks even the innocent in the end” story. Post-prison, they make him more callous and more violent, and act like it’s Positive Character Development; like he becomes more “confident” and that’s the only indicator of confidence — being Less Afraid to be physically imposing.

But no. If anything, I think it’s more brave to be cautiously optimistic, to be loving and to still trust others. I’ve never been wrongfully imprisoned (or stalked by a serial killer), but I’ve had my fair share of trauma, and it is possible to come out on the other side with kindness.

I fell in love with the characger because of his innocence, because of his optimism, because of the way he faced down the biggest monsters and was still able to smile and love people. His character gives me hope, and I have a physically negative reaction when I think about that being taken away.

Yeah sure post-prison Spencer is hot or whatever, but it really upsets me what he had to go through to become the character he was made into by the end of the show.

I love one (1) pretty boy, rant over.

#SORRY #emily for the love of god shut up please #cm #criminal minds #spencer reid #mgg #matthew gray gubler #literally parts of the story #physically make me sick

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ssahotchnerr · 3 months

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aaron and haley deserved so much better i’m so :(

#my babies 😭😭😭#i’ll never forgive the cm writers

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frogembroidery · 4 years

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i will never forgive the cm writers for having the chance to give us unsub “my dad’s a serial killer and so am i” seaver and just Not taking it like why???? it would’ve given her character so much more personality!!

imagine the episode too: the team thinks it’s a copycat of her father’s murders so they call her in and are like “we need your help, we think somebody’s recreating your dad’s kills” and she’s like oh ofc i’ll help >:) AND The Reveal.... she was only in the bau to try and learn more about the government and fbi so she could perfect her m.o and continue her dad’s work....

#criminal minds #agent seaver #ashley seaver #cm #cbs #spencer reid #dr. reid #derek morgan #emily prentiss #jennifer jareau #rossi #david rossi #aaron hotchner #why? why not #ssa hotchner #ssa derek morgan

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atlantis-scribe · 3 years

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Under the cut are the Stargate things I did this year. Yay me!

[ FANFIC ]

sliding doors (1/1) [ posted 12 January 2020 ]

For every person, there comes a moment, seemingly unimportant and inconsequential, that can forever change the rest of their lives.

For John Sheppard, this moment has always been just waiting for him. The question is whether or not he takes it, and how long he has until it finally gives up on him.

This one was inspired by the JJ x Reid plot twist in Criminal Minds (CM). I grew up watching CM, so it made perfect sense in my head to mix the shows together. It also seemed fitting, since post-series McShep looks to be heading towards a similar storyline with what happened to JJ and Reid. Sometimes, two people just aren’t going to end up together, feelings and regrets and longing notwithstanding :(

edge of a precipice (1/1) [ posted 5 June 2020 ]

There’s a reason why John never crosses the line.

I just really had to practice writing Pining!John (and John voice). That’s it; no other excuse. I also wanted to see if I can write a first kiss between them that makes sense in my head, one that can happen organically. It ended up a little too melancholic for my taste, but I’m glad I got to put it down.

archimedes in love (1/1) [ posted 20 June 2020 ]

John is trying to make things easier for the both of them.

Rodney, it turns out, has never really learned to do anything the easy way.

This was really difficult to write, not only because doing Rodney POV requires so much brainpower and vocabulary (as opposed to John voice, which is an exercise in casual and practiced emotional restraint) but also because I wanted angst, but not too much, you know? (This was also when I noticed I tended to daydream about post-canon scenarios. Seriously, show. You ended way too soon.) I’m pretty happy with the result, though, even if it wasn’t exactly how I pictured it would be when I started it.

off the record (1/1) [ posted 17 July 2020 ]

“I’m drunk,” Rodney declares, knowing that resistance is futile with Tower 5-C already listing ten degrees to the right.

“Yeah?” There’s a serious note to Sheppard’s voice, prompting Rodney to turn and face him. Blinking slowly, he finds the other man’s gaze fixed on something just above Rodney’s left ear. When Sheppard speaks again, the sound comes out almost ominous. “Good.”

(Or: Rodney and John share a bottle of Athosian ruus wine, and talk about things they won’t remember in the morning.)

My favorite one-shot title! Also inspired by that sweet-but-gutting scene from Crash Landing On You, where the leads had a drinking session and allowed themselves to be honest under the guise of not being able to remember anything the next day. What can I say, I love angst. Nothing new.

maybe next time (1/1) [ posted 28 July 2020 ]

Unbeknownst to the two of them, there had been five times when Rodney and John almost met.

I surprised myself with how quickly I wrote this. One sitting, about two hours tops. This was a fun little exercise for me, with the canon details I had to incorporate to make it realistic. Also pretty proud of the title ;)

in retrospect (1/1) [ posted 28 November 2020 ]

Tony Stark owes someone an apology, but finding the guts to say sorry is proving to be the least of his problems.

Always wanted to do my own MCU fusion after reading Siria’s The Things We Did and Didn't Do. (Read it if you guys haven’t yet!) It’s going to be a series, with heavy emphasis on Rodney & Tony’s dynamic. So excited for the other installments and really bummed that I’m not as prolific a writer as some of y’all are. Alas, we work with what we have.

Stargate Oblivion (5/?) [ 10 April 2020 - present ]

Fifteen years after John Sheppard left Atlantis for good, the Stargate Program is finally ready to go public.

In the ensuing chaos, sixteen-year-old Paula Jane McKay is thrown in the middle of sinister plots, complicated loyalties, and old secrets that will force her to choose between her beloved city and the planet she has spent her whole life yearning for.

Ah, the fic that continues to eat my brain. I will finish this if it’s the last thing I do, I swear. It’s sort of a way for me to play with time jump, original characters, the restrictive nature of canon compliance, and what happens to soulmates after being apart for so long (to name a few elements). It’s basically a love story 20 years in the making that I only hope doesn’t take me just as long to write lol

SIX SENTENCE SUNDAYS

This was exciting for the first few weeks, until I caught myself being anxious over what to write next and it sucked the fun out of the whole exercise. It did help me practice writing short pieces, and rest assured I’ll post another one if something shiny comes up.

MCSHEP AUs

Crash Landing On You

My Love From The Star

Also known as, ‘How to Hack Kit’s Brain’. This really helped me deal with the countless plot bunnies that keep popping up in my brain. I have a lot of these on queue, each one meant to satisfy my curiosity without committing to writing a full-length fic. Unless specified otherwise, these little ficlets aren’t going to be complete stories. I’m giving everyone carte blanche to pick up whatever you find interesting and to write your own version/continuation. Just drop me a link to your story so I can gush about it :)

[ REC LISTS ]

Kit's 2020 McShep Fic Rec List [ AO3 | Tumblr ]

Halloween 2020 Rec List [ Link ]

So happy a lot of people loved the fic recs. Join (or rejoin, for OG McShep fans) me in my downward spiral, folks. I have no plans whatsoever to look for the end of the tunnel ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

[ STARGATE SIDEBLOG ]

atlantis-scribe

Of course, my favorite accomplishment of the year: this little sideblog. The pandemic has been rough for everyone (unless you’re Jeff or Elon, and if you are, can you pls fund the Stargate reboot?), so I’m really just happy to spread good vibes all around. This has been my most active participation in any fandom, so I may be a little awkward when it comes to interacting with other people. Forgive me if I violate some well-established rules; I’m trying to educate myself along the way. I really am just perfectly happy to provide whatever content I can, and people’s comments/tags/messages are simply icing on the cake.

Whatever reason you guys may have, I’m delighted to have you over. Grab a seat; let’s talk about stars and gates ;)

#kit things

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winterscaptain · 3 years

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I will never forgive the CM writers for not including more of beard Hotch. Truly a travesty in my book

100% absolutely you’re so right yes please and thank you

#tali talks cm #anon reply #tali answers stuff

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snipehuntpotatosack · 3 years

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Unofficial Commentary on the text tagged [Chronic Metaphor] – A Servo-Subsystem Research Program Summary in Four Cantos; with Addendum re site visit

Initial apologetics (if the term is applicable and/or recognized) are due concerning the graphic or “pronunciatory” form in which the material herein discussed was/is presented, even tho the unit(s) generating said material were not at any time under my direct or indirect personal control. Yes, I identify myself as a “person” in the oldest and most trivial sense in addressing you herein, and the form I use will continue to be the prosiest, fussiest and most boringly irritating of proses. As for why precisely a psychoneurotic pseudopoet with a rusty valve stuck open seems to have generated an idiosyncratic 255-line precis of the non-results of an actual very official, time-consuming, and quite expensive archeologic-epistemic study in astrocognitive phenomena in a species of volatile vers libre rather than the usual lethal academic sludge-speak: as part of one of the cyclical waves of good-heartedness affecting managerial disposition toward the treatment of the “semi-sentient,” a random selection of report writers were encouraged to experiment with other linguistic models which might more effectively package complex/banal-seeming information so as to attract more network attention, this being regarded as an a priori goal for some reason…It is not clear whether the composers of the CM text had any particular literary models in mind (and I can assure everyone that no ‘machine’ time has been spent on investigating this uninteresting question); I think it more likely that the inspired creator(s) attempted to place breaks similar to physical speech rhythms – as in the incantations of Druidical sages gone cybermad – into whatever data it occurred to them to convey (partly suggested by the fact that the “speaker-units” under study imitate the rhythms, the rushes and caesuras, of persons talking – while of course making no sense whatsoever).

Regardless of the semi-bizarre form in which the summary report has been assembled, and even taking into account its various semi-snide sidelights on the assumptions, motivations or delusions of participants in this and other official research ventures, having been called upon unofficially to comment on its usefulness at this stage in our reckoning with what we have encountered, I can only add the following:

I have nothing further to add.

Whatever follows should not be expected to modify our overall evaluation of the project or of any potential for further expenditure or non-expenditure; it represents only my particular, that is personal, inclination to fill in some background details regarding this overall puzzling, unsatisfyingly incomplete area of inquiry. (As intimated in a particular line of Canto C, “breadth” without “depth” of information can be particularly irksome to the curious mind, though whether my extra depths may lead anywhere is doubtful.)

Standard trans-galactic probe techniques did in fact encounter (and retrieve detailed information in a wide range of sensory and mathematical categories), at a date not too far from the beginning of our current technocratic era, with a nearly perfectly planar solid object consisting entirely as far as we know of the element Carbon, in the form graphite, at a location which remains constant though classified. Its planar quality is “nearly” perfect, of course, since the sheet does possess some top-to-bottom thickness – exactly 256 molecules. Otherwise, no limit to its extent has yet been found, by any sensing or calculational means possible, in any direction. (We can, of course, access its “other side”, by approaching from the other direction). The object is thus referred as “finite but boundless,” in the sense that before contact is made with the planar surface, there is no graphite; once contact is made, there is.

This description would seem to imply that the plane slices the megaverse in half; and so it would, except for its orientation in Riemann space. You will appreciate that this point cannot be expanded on using semantic language.

The entire “population” of the plane is a transfinite (that is the word, as per Canto A , – and there’s no other; we simply cannot know how many) set of black carbon nano-fiber cubical audio speakers, of an extremely basic design, with one smallish vibrating sound-producing diaphragm each. Forgive me if I slip into homey jargon – each one is about knee high, and they sit there about one-and-a-half arm’s length from each other in a very exact pointillist array, all facing in the exact same direction, if there was a way to define that direction, which there isn’t. Tomography indicates a small disk at the interior base may be their power source, though what activates and deactivates (or uses up) this power source is beyond our ken. In addition, a small white light of the simplest construction on top of the cube lights up with modest wattage when the speaker-unit operates, and goes out afterward.

Yes, of course we’ve tried to sample the graphite. Of course we’ve tried to disassemble a speaker and microanalyze its parts, in situ or, if it could be arranged, at another location. They cannot be picked up, moved, pierced, bent, melted, dinged, crushed, drilled, lasered, or physically affected in any way. This although they are quite physically real; you can trace its contour through your glove, and if you bang your knee against one of the corners (through the leg of your e-suit) it will raise a lump. It cannot be detached from the surface of the plane by the application through torsion of a force sufficient to propel an object free of the gravity of galactic center. No, we have not attempted to destroy any smaller or larger part of the plane and its population using the most fearsome destructive tools known; logical analysis could not project any conceivable gain in information through this procedure.

And yes, as the lumpiness of my description indicates, I have been personally to Site F, as the wags call it (short for many possible terms). Only once. Continued data collection of any sort of data anyone or anything could ever dream up obviously continues via automatic installations on site; budgetary questions only arise concerning whether to continue analyzing this Leviathan of unappealing input as it grows dusty in our virtual ledgers. As for the considerable resources entailed in dispatching any more eyewitnesses to F, in corpore, I suspect the only reason this is not now completely ruled out is a kind of inchoate, cosmic superstition – having never successfully peered into the mind of function f, if any such thing exists, we can’t stop peeking sideways to see what it might do next; and we certainly wouldn’t want it to feel slighted in the meantime.

Approaching F from a series of eccentric hyperbolics, one’s first impression is of a dimly pearlescent Cupid’s bow, of the radius of a gnat, then an inchworm, then perhaps a comb jelly, performing rather silly flips and inverted rotations in the blackness as your perspective gyrates round that of the approach trajectory. When very close indeed, the sense of a gargantuan flat dance floor – picked out in midnight streaks not by F itself but by our own, stationary illuminators – grows alarmingly, and then vanishes completely as one comes to rest – on an array of cubes, rather than the actual floor, which makes no difference. (An odd sensation, being deposited on a perfectly flat plane – it immediately popped into my head that our own technology approaches nothing similar.)

It is simple to make shoe-soles that love graphite. The environment of F is pure, dead-vacuum, intergalactic space, with a floor to walk on. Unfortunately, the floor is studded with solid shin-busters whose regular spacing will not spare one without considerable practice, so travel groups are collectively lighted from above. There is not much of a walk to reach the Activated Area, no matter when you go, since one can land anywhere; but tourists are given about fifteen minutes approach time to allow the pupils to adjust.

You are advancing on foot into the maw of trillion-diamond Tiara City, the scintillating illusion building intricately to past fifty, sixty degrees above the horizon even tho every individual photon originates mere centimeters from the surface. The walls and webs of light are thickly constructed to the sides of you and behind you, and seem to be narrowing and crowning upward ahead – the parabolic arch now spanning well more than a billion active electrified entities of unknown origin and purpose. Two hours walk, three, and the illusory multidimensional effect has worn thin as you near the focus; adjusted retina now perceive a flat broad white light everywhere, neither intense nor interrupted, utterly transparent, and yielding a perspective at once completely repetitive and monstrously surreal, as the twinkling cubes march in serried ranks to the horizon.

Then, your automated guide introduces the next phase of your learning experience. Your earphones, which have been shut completely till now, are slowly – over a period of many minutes – exposed to what is really filling the air around you, reaching and remaining at a level approximating eight percent of the true volume level –

Did I say the AIR?

Indeed Madam or Sir, without which there would be no way to hear, record, analyze the Speech of the speaker cubes. In fact, when Site F was first discovered, millions upon millions of active speaker-units were gabbling away freely – as evidenced clearly by the tremblings and agitations of their sound-producing diaphragms - and producing no sound at all in the vacuum of space.

Nor did they, until our researchers filled the surrounding space with ambient gases appropriate to the operation of the speaker units in producing phonemic sound. Verbal sound. Innumerable combinations of gases with and without particulate additives have been tried for this purpose, but only one maximizes F-Site speaker performance: the exact proportions of nitrogen and oxygen found on what our dear dead ancestors were pleased to call home.

Our poetic prologue omitted this as a mere technical detail; the notion that indestructible space-born units would be sent on an eternal mission, i.e. to talk – and not only not given anyone to talk to, but no way to be heard if there was –

did not interest our core analytic cadres compared to the potential or hypothetical mathematics of the mother-ship f function.

So now, fellow voyager, we have reached the final revelation, laid bare to our senses. As hovering tanks emit invisible atmospheres toward all and sundry, we finally hear the Star Speech of the mysterious Speakers. They talk, and talk, and talk, in every direction.

As far as anyone can understand, it means nothing at all….

except for one small detail.

There is one other thing about their conversation, which the Poem did not mention.

They don’t just talk. They whisper, they moan. They bellow, they proclaim in profound orotund baritones. They shriek like the demons of Macbeth’s blasted heath. They burble, grovel, compliment, snarl, sob, ululate, snicker, mimic, plead, project, perorate, bloviate, gargle, snivel, boast, wheedle, insinuate, denounce, exaggerate, hype, summon, denounce, deceive, chatter, natter, blather, yammer, wail, mourn, elegize, mesmerize, scandalize, ingratiate, stutter, sputter, mew, whinge, neigh, hector, harp, emote, ejaculate, envision, exclaim, erupt, elucidate, yowl, yak, jape, jest, jabber, greet, grandiloquize, chisel, charm, chuckle, chitter, crow, brag, argue, segue, toast, threaten, ameliorate, pray, parry, aver, avow, acclaim, attest, affirm, achoo, agree, account, accept, accredit, auction, authorize, augur, theorize, temporize, tantalize, tongue, tang, teeng, tong, and tan two tonsils for every top ticket in town

And there’s one other thing we know. Not from ourselves, because we’d have to die first. But from the machines, who can stay there long, long after we’d wink out.

If you just stand there, and wait until all the quintillions around you have had their say, they all wink out, night falls; and The Perfectly Clear Light, and then The Trillion Diamond Tiara City, and then The Pearly Cupid’s Bow, move on, on, on into the Inky Way, talking, talking forever

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rose-sunlight · 3 years

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I’ll never forgive the CM writers for not making the team help Spencer with his drug addiction

#spencer reid #Criminal Minds #criminal minds reid

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nad-zeta · 4 years

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Ikevamp Matchup ≧☉_☉≦

Nady papi!! I heard you’re taking ikevamp matchup, so can I request one?👀👀👀 here’s my info~

So, in terms of physical appearance - I’m 164 cm, with black hair and light brown eyes. I also wore thick glasses, and I can’t live without them xD I have slender built and a little bit of tan skinned. I don’t like putting skirts and dresses, so I prefer shirts and jeans with sneakers xD I hate girly stuffs oof. I don’t even put make up and I only comb my hair when I’m going outside xDD

Random info - I’m scorpio, and from the year of the snake. Griffindor, but I can be a Hufflepuff too. A chaotic neutral bum.

Personality wise - I am a soft-hearted person, scatterbrain, an airhead most of the time, sympathetic, very very curious but I know my limit, forgiving, and I easily trust others, which makes me looked too naive and innocent. I didn’t talk much when I met a person for the first time but when I get to know you, it wont be easy to shut me up. I can be childish at times (like how I love playing around when no one’s looking). I don’t get jokes or memes or sarcasm easily, worrywart, anxious, very clumsy, patient, very socially awkward, insecure about my whole being lmao, and when i get immersed in a convo or situation, I could trip and bump into something. I have a hard time expressing my feelings to my family or close friends because they expect too much from me and I’m afraid I will fail or disappoint them one day. I can be very violent and irritated (especially and/or during depressive episodes). I like being dependable to people I love. A very guillible girl and easy to fool lmao. When I’m overly excited or hyper, I tend to forgot my surroundings and just jumped right off the bat without thinking, always acts as if my-mind-was-flying-over-the-moon. I can handle things under pressure well. I tried my best to avoid getting into trouble, or if the latter was not possible, I’ll try to talk and resolve about he matters as peacefully as I could (a pacifist, yes).

My hobbies and the things I’m passionate about were learning history, literature, philosophy and politics, reading and writing mystery/detective and fantasy fiction, watching horror movies, cracking codes and ciphers, playing piano, taking critical thinking tests and quizzes, eating chips and sweets.

I love to daydream, procrastinate, watching the stars or moon, sleeping, hiding inside the closet or under the bed when triggered, eating junk food, body massages, and quiet place where I can be alone. I love nighttime, head pats, someone who can make me feel better.

Also , the things that I dislike were maths and sciences, legwork (cause im lazy bum), crowded places, parties, people who are too stubborn to the point they don’t listen to me, dancing, excessive nagging, being treated like crazy bloke, the know-it-all people who likes to correct every damn thing I say, arrogance, rude people, unhealthy criticisms, me drawing arts (but i like appreciating them), spotlight or being at the center of attention.

If I can give facts about myself:

1. I know 101 ways to murder someone and get away with it xD

2. I have skills in lockpicking and poket picking (but I never used it for wrong doings alright?🤣)

3. I can sleep anywhere and everywhere and in any position👀 (I can sleep while sitting or even standing xD)

I think that’s all? XD

Okay, this looks longer 😳😂😂 thank you, papi!!! Muah muah ilysm😘😘😘 I look forward to whoever can handle me😎🤣🤣

Hehe, Juju! ❤❤🥰Thanks so much for the request dear! ❤Also soz for taking like 2 million years!🙈😱😱 Hope you enjoy this love, and I hope you have a super good day❤❤🌻! Sending you all the love and hugs! ☺Hope you are looking after yourself and keeping safe and warm! Love ya! ❤❤🦋

So without further ado…

I match you with…………….. Arthur

The first time the mystery Arthur was introduced to you, he found you positively curious. You were honestly the opposite of most woman he had met. For one, you refused to wear skirts and dresses instead, opting for jeans and sneakers. Not only that, but you seemed utterly uninterested in him only muttering a few words to him.

That night you were going through one of your depressive episodes, as you found it incredibly difficult to fall asleep in a strange new place surrounded by strange new people. You were scared, and on edge, so you decided to get some milk to calm you down and hopefully soothe you to sleep. You poured yourself a glass of milk and who would walk in from his latest conquest other than the playboy himself. Comte had broken the news earlier that evening that you would be staying with a group of vampires, which was probably why you were a little on edge.

Arthur took this opportunity to corner you, “Well, little rabbit, what shall you do now that you have been cornered by a wolf.” His breath was hot on your neck and you could feel his fangs hovering ever so slightly over your pulse.

Veins filled with adrenaline, you legit grabbed a fork and stabbed him in the leg, honestly, you were so irritated and angry. Arthur was sister shook. Usually, women would fall over themselves for his attention, yet here you were giving him a death glare and stabbing him in the leg. He could see in your eyes that he had taken the jest too far. Especially when just before you lefts, you looked him dead in the eyes and said, “I know 102 way to kill someone and dispose of the body.”

The next day Arthur was still feeling slightly bad for scaring you so much, although to be fair you scared him just as much. He spotted you making your way down the stairs for breakfast, he jogged to catch up with you. Just then your foot clumsily slipped, and you were going down. Luckily for you, Arthur had managed to catch you in the nick of time. The two of you now stood awkwardly, not making eye contact with each other.

You also felt somewhat bad for having taken out your anger on the poor man. That is when Arthur apologized for scaring you and stuck out his hand to reintroduce himself. You couldn’t help but laugh as all traces of the suave playboy had disappeared and was replaced by an awkward Arthur, stumbling over his words in an attempt to apologize. Both of you were pretty much a socially awkward mess trying to apologize to one another in your own weird, awkward way.

You shocked Arthur for a second time as innocent eyes started back at him as you forgave him in a heartbeat. He couldn’t believe how naïve and trusting you were, handing out your forgiveness so easily. He had half expected you to flat out reject his apology and make him earn your forgiveness.

Either way having made up, Arthur decided to invite you out to tea. He couldn’t help but chuckle at the way your eyes excitingly lit up when they placed the plate of confectioneries down in front of you. You were still rather quiet as the two of you had tea. However, when Arthur mentioned the new mystery he was working on, and that was enough to break down your reserved guard and get you to open up. You spent the rest of the afternoon happily talking Arthur's ears off about mysteries, your own writing and how much you actually enjoyed cracking codes and solving puzzles. To say Arthur was intrigued by you would be an understatement. He was beaming in delight throughout the whole conversation having discovered a fellow mystery lover and writer.

Arthur flashed you a dazzling grin, and that my dear friend is how you and the mystery author started playing detective to solve all sorts of small cases around town. Every day Arthur would excitedly come into your room and announce that the two of you had a new case to solve. Arthur honestly loved working cases with you, he loved the way your eyes would curiously scan every room you walked into. He loves how to overexcite and hyper you would get at the mention of a new case, and he loved that you matched his wit and ability to crack codes and solve puzzles. The more Arthur found out about you, the more amazed and in awe he was

Especially one day during a case. Theo had commissioned the two of you to track down the thief that stole his precious brothers painting. The pair of you had been invited to a ball hosted by the suspected thief himself. You looked around the room while dancing and determined that the painting was hidden behind the looked door on the far side of the room. Arthur suspected that the painting would be held in a volt, that was only accessible via a special key. He watched in awe as you smoothly pick-pocketed the safe key from the suspects pocket. But the awesomeness of your abilities didn’t end there, oh no, this boy was beaming in pure delight at the way you expertly lock-picked the locked door to get into the room. You honestly couldn’t get more amazing in his eyes if you even tried, or so he thought.

Speaking of cracking codes and solving mysteries this boy was head over heels smitten with you and thanks to some help from his old friend Theo he managed to pull the wool over your eyes and set up a mystery for you to solve whereby at the end of the case. You wouldn’t discover who the criminal is but rather how much he absolutely loves and adores you. As, in the locked room and behind the safe door, laid Vincent’s painting and the newest Sherlock homes mystery novel titled, “A study of the heart.” Of course, you didn’t know this was an elaborate love confession until later that night when you had finished the novel.

Arthur absolutely adored you, and the more he found out about you to more in love, he fell. He loved that you were probably the kindest, most soft-hearted, sensitive, forgiving and loving person that he knows. It was thanks to these beautiful traits that he was able to deal with, heal and move on from his past traumas.

But Arthur knows you have your own insecurities and traumas. He is very in-tuned to your feelings and emotions and can instantly tell if you are going through something. He would usually find you hiding in your closet or under the bed. He would approach you slowly, coaxing you out from your hiding place by tenderly wrap his arms around and whispering sweet nothing in your ear. Once you have agreed to leave said hiding place, he would swiftly pick you up and carry you to his room. Best be sure he is going to spend the whole night holding you in his arms while tenderly rubbing your back and whispering words of love, adoration and encouragement in your ears.

Having a nightmare? No problem Arthur will be by your side in a split second, pulling you into his arms and nuzzling his nose into your neck while making you forget all about your night terrors.

You are absolutely perfect in his eyes and could never disappoint him, a fact which he will remind you of everyday.

He doesn’t mind that you have a hard time expressing your emotions and feeling as when he looks into your eyes, he can see how much you love him. Plus you are always there for him whenever he is struggling or feeling down. You just have this amazing ability to cheer him up whenever you are around.

He will give you all the head pats, hugs and kisses your heart could ever possibly ever desire. He 100% insist on holding your hand whenever the two of you leave the mansion, “I can’t have my beautiful little bird tripping and falling, now can I.” Sometimes he wishes he could wrap you in a layer of bubble wrap just to protect you from clumsily falling or walking into objects. Is always right by your side chuckling as he looks you over to make sure you didn’t hurt yourself.

Loves how gullible and naïve you are and will often tease you. This usually lands up becoming a game between the two of you as you would pull pranks on Arthur for teasing you so much. Arthur adores that childish side of you and will 9/10 times get his revenge by tickling you.

Finds it super cute how you can basically sleep anywhere and in any position. When he sees you sleeping, he can’t help but join you for an afternoon nap. He can’t believe that you could actually fall asleep standing up. He low key uses that ability of yours, to sleep while standing up, to pull pranks on his fellow residents.

Loves to hear you play the piano as he writes his newest novel. He swears that you play the piano better than Mozart himself and no one can change his mind. There is just something about the way you play the piano that soothes his soul and makes him feel like the luckiest man alive for having met you

He knows you hate loud, crowded places so you best be sure he will plan all your dates keeping that in mind. Whenever the two of you are out shopping together, he will always be sure to plan ahead and find the least busy routes.

Whenever Comte invites the two of you to a party, he would keenly watch you, and whenever he can see you have had enough of social interaction for the evening. He would sneak up to your side and gently grab your hand while lead you out to the quiet balcony. Or better yet, he would lead you to a quiet room where a pile of stolen snacks and a setup board game lays waiting for the two of you. So while everyone is mingling and partying in the main hall, you and Arthur are spending a relaxing evening playing a board game while enjoying each other company. Only slipping out of the room when its time to go back home.

You best be sure your and Arthur’s dates include a stack of junk food, sweets, and soft blankie as the two of you cuddles under the night sky.

The two of you will most likely tell each other horror stories or chat about more deep topics such as history, literature, philosophy and politics. Although Arthur is a simple man and often loves just holding you in his arms as the two of you just quietly enjoy each other presence and watch the night sky together.

This boy knows what a good writer you are and like him, you are also somewhat of a night owl. He enjoys those quiet evenings together with you where both of you are just chilling in the library, each writing their own mystery stories. At the end of the week, the two of you have made it a tradition to be nestled in each other’s arms each reading the latest chapters of your stories.

Other potential matches……… Shakespeare

I hope you enjoyed this, dear! Also, I hope you have a super good day! Love ya lots!❤🦊☺ @jiyuu-chan

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