#ARAS Teens

[araseducation]

Our last but definitely not least Pioneer Teen project to share is Siena's! Her symbol was mouth. Below is her artist statement and final project: Life In A Mouth Siena Meehan

During my time in the Pioneer Teens ARAS Summer Program, my symbol has been a mouth. I have been researching the mouth in ARAS and the picture collection in the NYPL main branch, as well as seeing my symbol throughout different artworks in museums and galleries. When creating the collage at the beginning of the program, the sculpture of an animal having its mouth open stuck out to me. This is because of how it appeared that it was about to attack and its fierceness.

While researching at the picture collection of the NYPL main branch, I found a surrealism section, in which some of the pictures contained mouths. Some mouths would be inside other body parts, such as eyes. This inspired me to make something creative and surreal for the final project instead of realistic. Also, when I researched at ARAS, I found that across different cultures, the mouth would symbolize life. This is because the mouth is what people use to breathe and eat. Therefore, I decided that I would include something symbolizing life in my final project.

In my artwork, I used oil pastel to create the Earth in the mouth. The Earth would symbolize life, which would be between the teeth in the mouth. I chose the Earth because life lives on Earth, and since the mouth represents life, the two combined would complement each other because they have the same meaning.

[hiphopcherrrypop]

Marito doodle and Arajin if you could? Please!

i didn't know if u meant them together sorry 😭!! but here u go :D!!!

[nonokoko13]

I think male/gender neutral reader x Marito is necessary. I'm totally okay with female ones but that man is fruity as hell (just like the rest) so I'm surprised there are none yet. I also think this man is kinda dom bottom / versatile if you ask me but I have yet to find people who think the same (´･-･`)

[finn-shitposts]

Lets gooo i have polls now!!

[zea9love]

⚠️ FLICKER/FLASH WARNING IN BEGINNING ⚠️

Multi-Kpop | Hippies in Toronto

•Song: ALVVAYS- Saved By A Waif

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[slfcare]

ᡣ𐭩˘ᵕ˘ random constellation-themed asks

because these ones are still getting reblogged to this day

ara ⟢ what do you think makes a monster? lyra ⟢ when do you feel most at ease? pegasus ⟢ what is your "light at the end of the tunnel"? cygnus ⟢ did you build forts when you were a kid? What did they look like? aquila ⟢ what's your favorite cheesy joke? delphinus ⟢ what does your name mean, and why was it given to you? pavo ⟢ what's your favorite commercial? sagittarius ⟢ what is something random that most people don't know about you? hydrus ⟢ which of the four seasons is the worst suited for your personality and why? andromeda ⟢ what is a world record you think you could totally beat if you really wanted to? fornax ⟢ what quality does a person need to have for you to instantly like or click with them? puppis ⟢ what's the most stupid / disappointing / bad movie or tv show you have ever seen? capricornus ⟢ what's your funniest relationship/friendship dealbreaker? vulpecula ⟢ what did you think adulthood was like in your teens? auriga ⟢ if you could live anywhere in the world for a year, where would you want to go? serpens ⟢ if you had the opportunity to be immortal, would you take it? why (not)? cetus ⟢ what's a common practice in your social circle or family which you noticed is uncommon outside of your circle? orion ⟢ what is a red, a beige and a green flag of yours? ursa minor ⟢ if you could live multiple lives of your choosing, what would they look like? who would you be, where would you live and what would you be doing? asks are open :)

[arafilez]

19:42 ㅤㅤㅤ☆ ㅤ —﹙ k.tr ﹚

WHEN ㅤ,ㅤ you wish to surprise taerae !

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The air fills with Taerae’s soft strums on his guitar as he plays a song he had recently written. You halt at the doorway, eyes training on his back as you watch him with a lovesick smile on your face.

Maybe it is the dim lights, his bare face with his usual glasses, his deep, melodic voice, or possibly everything else that makes you stare at him like a whipped teen with her first crush.

When Taerae’s shirt shifts a little as he adjusts the guitar you get a weird idea in your mind, giggling softly and then slapping yourself lightly for being so head over heels for him.

Slowly sneaking behind him you stand for a while, basking in the scent that is so him, before you sneak an arm around his waist earning a surprised gasp from him. You giggle softly seeing a red hue cover his ears as he says, “When did you get here?”

“A while ago,” you murmur as you nuzzle your face in his neck and press a feather-light kiss on his neck. You feel Taerae stiffening, lightly tripping on his words before his composure is back and he laughs.

The deep laugh vibrates off his body into yours as he says, “This is new, anything good happened?” You shake your head against his shoulder and quickly peck his neck again before he can talk more. Taerae hums visibly unfazed by your second attack as you stare at him with narrow eyes.

You peck him again and again, all over his neck knowing he can’t keep up his unflustered state for long but as you are going in for the seventh peck Taerae turns his head and presses his lips to yours taking you by surprise.

Your eyes widen as you blink, unable to kiss back and Taerae’s lips are gone as soon as they come. A smirk slowly makes its way into his face as he grins, his cavernous dimples glistening in the low lights. You feel flustered at his stare as he asks, “So when exactly were you back?”

You blink at him, brain not comprehending what he asked and Taerae bites back a smile as he sees you. Intertwining his fingers with yours, a small breath leaves your throat as you reply finally, “A while back.”

“Okay, good,” he hums as he pulls you into his lap, resting the guitar on his other leg and says, “Then I get to kiss you all I want.” Your face heats up and you slap his chest lightly making him grin, “What? You were having fun kissing my neck just a while back!”

“Shut up,” you groan and he smiles saying, “I will,” and presses his lips to yours.

ARA'S NOTES ㅤ,ㅤ blame @slytherinshua fully 'cause she planted this taerae neck kiss seed in me by sending me a gunwook clip !

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[the-fandom-is-now-my-life]

Could umm… you happen to do another if creator had a child and its wanderer. The only odd/strange thing about the baby is that they have ball joints like a puppet?just wondering

The creator had a 

Doll like child

Wc: ~700

“Wanderer?” You ask without fully expecting an answer, whenever you spend the night stargazing both of you get lost in your thoughts.

“What?” 

“What we did a few weeks ago was to spite Raiden?” your eyes look at him,m while he still lays down, the dark fibers of his hair brushing against the milky white of his skin “Hey, answer”

“You are incredible, you know” his brow furrows and softly sighs “asking such dumb questions”

“Just answer it”

“Do you truly need me to say it to your face?” he looks tired, as if the question seemed so unbelievably obvious to him. When your eyes meet he sighs again like an angsty teen “no, I didn't start intimacy with you just to bother the hag. I would never fall that low”

A soft hum leaves your lips, nodding to the comforting words you had to wrangle out of him.

“Why even the question? That was like four months ago” 

“I think I might be pregnant” his surprised jolt almost made him slide off the roof.

“How is that possible even?” He presses his elbow, feeling the ball and socket joint underneath the false skin. Two pieces of wood rotating around a small sphere rather than your own arm, where the bones were secured by ligaments and muscles had to contract for every movement.

“Honestly, I wonder the same”

“Aren't you supposed to know everything?”

“Last time I checked dolls weren't able to reproduce”

“Do you think it will be human or more like… me?” the last part of his question sounded almost heartbroken. Softly you grasp his fingers in your hand, encouraging him.

“I will love them regardless”

“How weird, at birth Ara seemed pretty hypotonic, but now she seems alright” one of the bimarstan nurses checks the baby, pulling her off the ground from her arms and laying her flat on her palm. But she felt like a ragdoll if it wasn't by her breathing and her annoyed expression by the handling

“At least there doesn't seem to be anything else”

“let's just keep an eye on it” she promptly returns her to you.

‘could that be because of wanderer? He said that part of what kept him together was elemental energy, it could be that as she grows she absorbs it’ 

“Ara, what are you doing?” You ask playfully to the toddler who sneaked in the kitchen and made a mess with the pots and lids.

“I see someone is quite active this morning, huh?” The father of said child pops from behind you, passes by your side and plops the year old on his hip. Her gummy smile is an adorable sight, her chubby hand pointing to his hat and the other grabbing the lid she put on her head.

“Are you trying to imitate someone?”

“What is that supposed to mean?” He looks at his child and back at you “we aren't even that similar” he says while holding his mini clone. At the same time they both lean their head sideways, the hats leaning towards that side.

“Isn't she so cute?” Nahida looks at your toddler daughter brushing her doll's hair, her dark hair framing her face and her big blue eyes reflecting the sunlight off them.

“She does remind me of a Hina doll” Raiden approaches a hand to pat her head but Ara slaps it away before poking out her tongue and rushes outside “did she just…”

Your hand cups your cheek, curious at what happened to your usual quiet baby “That is quite unexpected, she does tend to enjoy getting her hair played with” could hatred be inherited by genes? That was the only reason you could think of for a 3 year old to hate Raiden on sight.

“And if you see a woman wearing a kimono and a braid she is a witch that came to curse you, so make sure to kick her in the shin, understood?”

“Kitty!” the girl yells as she opens her presents

“Yes, that is a cat, Bu’er brought it to you for you birthday” as you look deeper into the black cat you can't help but feel its dark fur and purple eyes remind you of someone. Even more so when a small black kitten and a coloured cat are also in the box.

[pinkroseblooms]

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Arajin Tomoshibi/f!Reader/Marito Jin

Summary: A misunderstanding leads Arajin to realizing he's not quite over his crush on you; it's even harder ignoring his own feelings when you also manage to peak his volatile boyfriend's interest. A/N: This takes place in a AU without magic and honki people. Suggestive language, but no smut: part 2 coming soon! Enjoy! wc: 2.3k

“Let Arajin go!”

Marito felt something smack the back of his head, right dead center of his bun; he slowly turns enough to see you holding a ladle high above your head. You flinched, but held the utensil higher. Arajin shrugged off Marito’s arm; his soul might have ascended from his body, seeing you standing in the middle of the street.

“What are you doing?!”

“It’s okay; you start running, I’ll hold this jerk off!” Your knees shake, threatening to buckle under you at the glare Marito is casting your way. “Run!”

“Wa-wait! It’s not what you think!” Arajin sputters, hands raised as he gets between you and Marito. “What are you even doing here? Mom said you were on serving duty today; just go back to the restaurant-”

“Ara-teen, do you know this little beast?” Marito’s lips form a slow, cold smile. “That must be it; otherwise, I sure hope she has a good reason for attacking me so rudely on our date.”

“Date?” You blink, lowering the ladle to your chest. “Arajin, you…know this guy? So, he’s not bullying you?”

About ten minutes prior, you, a server at the Chu Chu Chinese Restaurant, had been tossing a couple of trash bags out in the dumpster when your eyes spied Arajin walking past with someone you didn’t know. The taller boy’s arm was slung over Arajin’s shoulders and he was talking animatedly, but your immediate assumption was that this stranger was shaking down Arajin for money or favors. You didn’t know at the time Marito Jin was in fact a gang leader, but currently you’re apologizing profusely for your “attack”; Arajin and Marito sat across from each other at an empty table as you explained to them what was going through your mind.

“I feel so dumb.” You bow your head in Marito’s direction specifically. “I really am sorry, I jumped to conclusions; I’ve been worried about Arajin having a tough time at school and I guess…I assumed the worst. I’m so sorry, Jin-san.”

“I’ll let it go this time.” Marito says coolly, barely glancing your way. “I wouldn’t normally let you live after such an offense, but for Ara-teen’s sake, I’ll excuse your rudeness.”

Arajin gulped: there’s no way he can tell you Marito is actually not only a juvenile delinquent but a dangerous psycho. No, it’s better you don’t get involved in any of this; Arajin’s known you most of his life. His mother and yours had been friends forever and when your mother passed, you had been all but adopted. You made ends meet working at Chu Chu; you were earnest and hard working but something of a worry wart, at least when it came to Arajin.

“You really don’t have to worry about me,” Arajin tries to sound casual and breezy as you set down two cups of hot tea. “Marito might seem scary but he is a…well, he’s very…he would never, uh…” 

Okay, maybe it’s dishonest to try and tell you Marito is a “good” person but Arajin really doesn’t want you to be concerned; if anything, he knows Marito is going to be the first person to throw down on his behalf should anyone even try to hurt him. Now, whether or not Marito will be inflicting any of that pain himself, that’s something Arajin can’t quite say for sure. 

“Is your head okay?” You look around Marito’s head; you lightly touch the spot you made contact with. “I can get you some ice.”

“Wow, you are wound up tight.” Marito slaps your hand away, but it’s more of a light swat than anything. “Ara-teen, tell her to calm down and bring us food; it’s bad enough our date got interrupted, I’m starving.” he whined as you left to fetch them some appetizers. “Also, you didn’t ask how my head was…”

“You said it didn’t hurt though,” Arajin grumbles under his breath, blowing on his tea. “I can’t believe this. What on earth was she thinking?”

“Is she your guard dog? A little beast like her couldn’t hurt a fly.” Marito snickers, teeth baring wolfishly. “Don’t tell me she thinks you need her to protect you.”

“It’s more like…she’d step in to help anyone.” Arajin smiles a little himself; he remembers how hard you were shaking, the real fear behind your bold glare. “She’s crazy, that girl.”

“Hey, who are we talking about here?” You come back to their table with two plates loaded up with food. “Arajin, so mean.”

“No, I didn’t mean it how it sounded!” Arajin scrambles to explain himself. “You were really cool back there actually.”

“Aw, come on, you and I both know I’m useless in a fight; that was all a bluff.” You address Marito. “Besides, he’s the one who looks cool. I really like your hair and piercings.”

“Flattery won’t get you on my good side.” 

“No, I’m serious.” You tell him with some surprise. “I’m sure you get this a lot, but you could be a model or something; of course, Arajin’s still the cutest. He’s off the charts when it comes to being a cutie pie.”

“Ugh, don’t make fun of me.” 

“Come on, no need to be modest in front of your date.” You tease. “He knows what I’m talking about, right Jin-san?”

“I’m an expert.” Marito agrees, fixing Arajin with a knowing look. “You should see how cute he looks when-”

“KNOCK IT OFF!”

“Soooo scary!” Marito cackles. “Is your face red from anger? Or something else?”

“You’re both awful.”

Arajin scoffs but inwardly he’s getting…tingly. It’s almost like both you and Marito are flirting with him, giving him all this attention. He has to remind himself you’re just being nice.

Marito takes a chicken skewer and tears a bite of juicy meat off with a satisfied hum. “Hm, these are different.”

“Oh that one is my recipe.” You grin. “Arajin, do you like it?”

“It’s delicious.” 

“Yay!”

Arajin feels his chest swell at the look of pride on your face; honestly he would happily swallow unseasoned glass shards by the spoonful if you asked him to. You were wrong: if anyone’s cute it’s you. God, he’s only been back for a few months; Arajin thought by now you wouldn’t have the same effect on him, especially now he’s seeing someone. To be fair, with Marito he wasn’t exactly given a choice, but still. 

“Feed me, Ara-teen!” Marito leans over the table and points to his open mouth. “I want a dumpling.”

“You have hands!” 

Arajin’s cheeks flush and he hopes you don’t notice. He uses his chopsticks to take a dumpling and pops it into his mouth, ignoring Marito’s whimper, but hunger wins out and he takes a dumpling for himself. 

“Here, don’t forget the sauce.” Arajin slides the bottle over to Marito. “You always eat too fast and forget to use it.”

“Aw, thanks honey~”

“Don’t. Call. Me. That.”

“Yum!” Marito licks his lips eagerly. “These really hit the spot.”

“I hope you like them; I still feel bad about earlier, so I doubled the portion.” You smile sweetly, hands clasped to your chest. “I made them with lots and lots of love, just for you two!”

Arajin almost chokes when your hands form a heart shape; Marito pauses mid bite as you shoot them with a “love beam” and giggle childishly. 

“Chu!” You blow them a kiss. “Please let me know if you want anything else; have fun on your date, Arajin-it was nice to meet you, Jin-san.”

Arajin can barely stop himself from staring as the skirt of your uniform flounces around your thighs and your hips sway with every step.

“I see how it is.” Marito leans over the table with a sly smile. “Ara-teen, bad boy. You’re practically family, aren’t ya? Does she know about your little crush? Or were you childhood sweethearts? Don’t say it’s so, I’ll be jealous.”

“No, no, no! We’re barely friends, my mom knew her mom, she’s just…”

But Arajin can tell Marito isn’t buying his excuses; of course he’s thought about you that way. 

“I liked her.” Arajin confesses quietly. “She’s cute and she's a good person: I admire her, that's all."

Cute, brave, sweet, and only the most perfect girl and Arajin knows he doesn’t have a chance in hell. Besides, you don’t see him that way; he might as well be your kid brother, the way you fuss and act so protectively. 

“I can see it now: two love birds who grew up together, getting married and running this place, a few kids maybe, real domestic. Blegh.” Marito rolls his eyes. “I bet your mom would be thrilled; is she planning the wedding? You're not just playing with me to pass the time, are ya?”

“You know mom likes you; you shocked her maybe, but she thinks you're funny and cool.” Arajin replies with a small smile. "Not that she wouldn't be happy with anyone as long as they treat me well. The only thing that would make the old hag happier is maybe if you and I and-”

“We all got together? You, me, and that little beast?” Marito picks up a dumpling, almost gingerly with his chopsticks, inspecting it with an odd half smile. “Nah, more like…a nervous little kitten who doesn’t know how to use her claws yet. She needs training.” 

Arajin watches Marito carefully; he’s been acting off all afternoon. More so, at least. 

"You heard what she said: besides, she hates fighting." Arajin remarks, passing Marito the whole plate of skewers. "Go on, these are your favorite right?"

"They're best when you make 'em though." Marito winks, basically salivating as he picks up another stick. "I bet you've had a lot of her cooking, huh?"

"Why do you keep bringing the conversation back to her?" Arajin sighs; his teas gone cold but he's too anxious to call you back over to bring more. "My mom teaches her and she has me for a guinea pig. Actually when she started cooking it was awful."

"Oh?"

"Yeah, always over salted or undercooked or burned, you name it." Arajin recalls various failed dishes he had been assigned to taste test. "She'd do it over and over again though. It was important to her. Mom would tell her food can be an expression of personality; I guess that's why she put so much effort into doing better."

Every time, you would go to him with a hopeful spark in your eyes; even now you're self conscious about how your food tastes. Arajin would say the practice paid off, but considering he would consume poison made with your painstaking care, maybe he's not the one you should've been going to for critiques.

"Her food tastes like her." Marito smacks his lips in satisfaction. "I taste it."

"The saying isn't really literal." Arajin smiles in exasperation. "What are you even tasting?"

Marito leans his chin on his hand; he has a much more subdued expression and the abrupt change on his demeanor isn't lost on Arajin. Marito is being serious.

"Filling warmth."

"Filling...warmth?"

"It's kinda like," Marito drawls. "There's heat in my belly; I already ate so much, I know I shouldn't eat more, but I can't get enough. Don't ya taste it?"

"Yeah, well," Arajin scratches his cheek. "I'd say it's comforting? Something like that."

“So, you do have a crush."

"Marito, lower your voice please!"

"Says the one squealing like a little girl; gotta say, I’m a bit disappointed in you, Ara-teen. All this time and you never tried to claim her? Normally you woulda been kissin' her ass and the ground she walks on, but you're holding back?” Marito asks, almost as if he’s genuinely curious. “You’re so odd: fiery and bold one minute and all shy and timid the next.”

“I mean, we’re…together now, so what does it matter? Come on, it's not funny, Marito. We're on a date but you keep trying to-to goad me into flirting or something.” Arajin glances around, but no one seems to be paying them any mind. “You act like you want me to make a move on her.”

“Maybe I do.”

Arajin watches, gaping as Marito sinks his teeth into the last dumpling; he’s staring towards where you’re speaking with his mother behind the bar counter. You’re nodding, looking fairly serious now, at the ready and eager to help. Arajin can feel his heart fluttering again and he jumps when Marito’s foot slides to tap his own under the table; Arajin looks up but Marito’s eyes are still on you, a strained smile playing on his lips, as if he's trying to not laugh. 

Although everything on the table has been devoured already, Arajin wouldn't know it from the hungry way Marito scans your face, the way his tongue darts out as if to savor any trace left of the meal you had brought them. He looks ready to lick the empty plate clean: except, his eyes are still on you.

Arajin squirms in his seat and at the same moment, you seem to have noticed them staring. You wave sweetly, smiling at them; Arajin could dissolve into a puddle as Marito reaches under the table to grasp at his knee.

"Hey, ya know what we oughta do? Let's adopt a kitten."

"What?!" Arajin gasps, words cut off as Marito slides his wandering hand further to his thigh. "Stop teasing, this really, really, isn't funny..."

“I thought you liked when I teased you?" Marito giggles maniacally. "Anyway, she did say with lots and lots of love for us. Or are you so worked up you can't remember?"

"I don't think she meant..I-I couldn't-"

"Please, Ara-teen? Pretty, pretty please?" Marito coos and simpers; there's a hint of pink rising in his pale cheeks. “I wanna play with that kitten.”

[araseducation]

Pioneer Teen Basil's symbol was beetle! Here is their final project and artist statement:

Transforming the journey of form, self, and surrounding through lives once lived.

[nonokoko13]

Call me Mahoro because I also think her brother is hot af Btw the plot twist in this series is that Arajin is going take his crush last name but not because of her. Sorry for the spoilers peace and love in the planet Earth

And could somebody make this Marito teddy bear real? It's a basic and essential need atp

[brattyful]

Heyyyyyy guyss! it's been a while huh? lol! Anyway, here's something I've decided to share with you today, hope you guys like it! Recently, @blackswan-sims retextured these two hairs! but unfortunately, the polycount for both were unnecessarily high! Luckily, I was in the mood to play around in Blender and this is what I came up with! I'm also throwing in 2 more hairs that was just sitting in my folder and I thought maybe someone out there might be interested? Now to the download info below!

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Cazy B-Day Gift C11

OLD Polycount: 27,778 NEW Polycount: 13,943 Ages: Teen - Elder Mesh: Cazy, converted by Cazy and teen stage added by Marja I lowered the hair just a tad bit to make the forehead because it was a little too high for me, unfortunately, there's a little bit of clipping with the chest as you can see from the picture below. Perhaps, I may go back and fix it in the future when I'm more experienced with milkshape/blender lol

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Nightcrawler Lenore

OLD Polycount: 30,684 NEW Polycount: 15,375 Ages: Child - Elder Mesh: Nightcrawler, converted by Entropy-Sims This is entropy's conversion of Nightcrawler Lenore! @roxanna-moxie reduced the polycount on Ara-Fusili's conversion which you can find here! I decided to do this version mostly because it had a child stage which the other conversion didn't have lol!

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[ssa-atlas-alvez]

cowboy!reader not making it in time to save a victim

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Description: Cowboy doesn't make it in time...

Warnings: Death, death of children and a parent, shock, blood, mentions of a shelter/homelessness.

A/N: I'm really sorry about this

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You fell to your knees, next to the bodies. Ignoring the feeling of blood slowly soaking into your trousers.

"It was all for nothing." Your gaze stuck on the lifeless corpse. "I didn't- I couldn't get here in time..."

"(Y/N)?" You hum quietly in acknowledgement, but you don't look away. You can't. You can't because you caused this, this was your fault, you didn't get here in time, you didn't save them. The least you could do was look at them.

"I'm sorry," You whispered, your hands hovering above them. "I'm sorry, I'm so so sorry,"

You reach closer, gently fixing their hair. They had been gone for a while, their skin cold to the touch. Nausea gripped at your stomach. It was your fault, you didn't get there in time. You didn't realise they were missing until it was too late.

Swallowing, you reach across, shutting Ava's eyes, trying your best to ignore the blood staining her cheeks. You don't move. Not until the rest of the team get there, and Hotch and Morgan have to practically drag you away.

No one says anything, but you can sense the confusion in the room. Morgan leads you to the ambulance. You can't really hear anything, just a high pitch ringing. You watch Morgan's mouth move, but you can't hear a thing.

They force you into the ambulance, wrapping a blanket around you. You look up at Hotch, hands trembling ever so slightly.

"They're gone?" You ask. When Hotch nods, you swallow, looking down your hands.

Hotch and JJ exchange a look, before Hotch gives her a small nod and the rest of the team step back, leaving you and her.

"It's not your fault," she says, sitting next to you, taking you softly into her arms.

"It is, yes it is, it is." You said, bringing your hands up to cover your eyes. "I'm sorry,"

"You don't have anything to be sorry about, (Y/N)," She mumbles softly, threading her fingers through your hair.

You slowly turn, letting your head rest in the crook of her neck.

You let yourself take a few more minutes, just a few minutes of vulnerability before you gather yourself. You reluctantly move away from JJ, wiping your eyes and taking a deep breath. She watches you closely as you shrug off the blanket and stand, following you as you head over to the team.

"Ava, Phoebe, and Sarah." You say, swallowing heavily. "The youngest is Ava, the teen is Phoebe and that's- that's their mother, Sarah. I don't know their last names."

"You know them?" Hotch asks.

You furrow your eyebrows heavily as you stare at the photos, you jerk your head into a nod, "They're-"

My friends.

"They live in the shelter I volunteer at." You say before swallowing, "Where's Phoebe's phone?"

"Phoebe has a phone?" Garcia asked, "There's nothing listed under her name."

"I bought it for her, er an iPhone? I don't know what one, one of the newer ones," You said, swallowing heavily. "I er... Jesus..." You run a hand over your face, trying to pull yourself together.

"Are you alright?" Garcia asks softly, changing the screen so it no longer shows the horrors on the screen.

You take a deep breath before nodding. "Yeah, yeah, 'm okay. I just... 'm okay."

"I think you should sit the rest of this case out," Hotch said, his voice gentle.

"No." You shake your head, "No way in Hell."

"(Y/N)-"

"No, Hotch. I ain't sittin' out." You paused, taking a small breath. "Please don't make me."

"Fine."

[shiruba-tsuki]

Ara-teen! Where's the Maji Kebab, Ara-teen?!

[akita-tanaka]

How the Hashira tell you to stop swearing

!Platonic! Teen reader x Kny hashira

Giyuu

"AND THAT DEMON ACTED LIKE A PIECE OF SHIT!!"

Giyuu is kind of shocked you cursed and gives you a death glare and says

"Don't curse Y/N"

Gyomei

"THAT DEMON SLAYER WAS NOT EVEN TRAINED!! THAT BITC--"

Gyomei interrupts you before you can complete the word because he sensed what you said

"Young Y/N, have some manners"

Shinobu

"WHEN I CORNERED THE DEMON HE LITERALLY DISAPPEARED IN THIN AIR!! THAT BASTARD!"

Shinobu was shocked that you cursed and replied

"Ara-Ara Y/N-san... Don't curse!"

Mitsuri

"AND THAT KAKUSHI TOLD ME THE WRONG DIRECTION TO MY DESTINATION!! THAT IDIOT!!!"

Mitsuri is definitely flabbergasted and gasp and replies

"Kyaah! Y/N-san! Your to young to you that language!"

Tengen

"THAT MAN LITERALLY PICKPOCKETED ME!! THAT BASTARD!"

Tengen chuckles loudly and he pats your back, leaving you confused

"Oh Y/N! Now that's flashy! But seriously. Don't curse."

His mood switches immediately

Kyojuro

"I CAN'T BELIEVE THAT IDIOT WAS DUMB ENOUGH TO SENSE THAT GUY WASN'T A DEMON!!"

His face became serious as he patted you back just like Tengen

"Young Y/N! You are too young to use that language!"

Too bad he couldn't keep the noise down

Muichiro

"THAT GODDAMN IDIOT HAD NO SENSE OF RESPECT FOR SLAYERS!!"

Poor boy couldn't even register what you had said and it took him literally 10 minutes to reply

"That's not nice Y/N"

(Now time for the angriest hashiras to react. The cursing is a little more intense than to previous Hashira 😉)

Obanai

"THE KAKUSHI COULD NOT EVEN SAVE THAT MAN THAT HAD BEEN INFECTED WITH POISON! THOSE MOTHERFUC--"

Kaburamaru hisses as Obanai slaps you hard.

"MIND YOUR LANGUAGE YOU IDIOT."

You were kind of confused since he literally cursed too

"That was rude!"

You couldn't say more since he was a hashira

Sanemi

"THAT MAN SLAPPED MY SLAYER PARTNER!! SON OF A BITC--"

Sanemi hits you HARD on the stomach as he shouts

"Watch your tone you piece of shit."

"THAT WAS NOT NICE!"

He unseathes his sword in a threatening manner if you curse anymore

"Want to curse again Y/N?"

"NO SORRY"

That mafaka could get you on your knees if he wanted 💀💀

This is my first post :3

I really had fun writing the angriest hashira!!

Heads up I'm not gonna be writing any NSFW'S

This was inspired by knyontop's post,

"How the Hashira would say, 'Langauge' "

You can go go and check out their version too!

Okeey byeee ^_^

[shrimpsuru]

Bucchigiri doodles! I really like this show, I think everyone is super charming and fun! And all the designs are all so good ⸜(*ˊᗜˋ*)⸝

I'm gonna go on a quick rant about Arajin, because I have no one to talk about this with, so let me shout into the void:

Okay- So as I watching the show, I really liked everyone. I thought Arajin and his pathetic-ness and wet cat nature was charming, He's a loser and I love him for that! Even when he was being a bit of an asshole I was still quite fond of him, He's flawed and that's what made him interesting. He's a bit more complex than people give him credit for. Since my opinion of Ara was fairly positive, I thought most people would agree- (I didn't think he was all that bad and most people would also find him charming) I was so surprised when I found out how many people absolutely hate this guys guts, it was so different from what I excepted lmao. I understand being annoyed with Ara and I can see how some might not like him too much, but they were on my boy's ass 💀

First of all, Ara doesn't want OR like to fight, he's just a regular teen boy, he's nothing like this big buff dudes who are constantly look for someone strong to punch. If it weren't for Senya, Ara would've been done for by now. All Ara want's is to get a girlfriend, and that's normal for a boy his age!! Everyone else in the show are the freaks, my guy just wants love!! The only reason he fights is because his delusional ass is in love with a girl who knows she can play him like a fiddle, or when he's backed into a corner an has no other choice. Arajin wanted a slice of life high school romance and was instead thrown into the middle of a gang war with a bunch of dudes who are hellbent on fighting lmao

He's just a silly little guy!! He's not built for all this violence!!

Don't get me wrong the way Ara treats Matakara is frustrating at times, and I wish they would just talk (And I'm gonna be honest the fact Matakara still looks at Ara positivelyis really surprising lmao (I'd hold one hell of a grudge but I'm just petty)) but at the same time, I don't really blame Ara. He feels guilty, and in reality he probably hates himself (For multiple different reasons). He left Matakara behind and it eats at him, just the thought of the memory triggered a nervous stomach ache. Matakara is a walking reminder of what Ara doesn't like about himself, of course he's going to avoid him like the plague. Doesn't mean its good, or even healthy but that's just how people are. Even so Ara is only ever outwardly hostile towards Matakara when the past is brought up, every other time he can have a somewhat normal interaction (even if its reluctant). And with the newest episodes, Ara is now being a bit softer with him. Progress! Its small, but still progress!

Also small complaint, there are SO many worse mcs that do far more unbearable things, Arajin is practically a saint in comparison lol ( Doesn't mean anyone not liking him is invalid or anything, again I can totally understand why some don't like him!! Just because he's better than most doesn't mean he still cant be bad for people!! ☆(＃××))

Rant over- Am I thinking to far into it? perhaps. but who cares! It's a silly show at the end of the day and I just like to yapp passionately into the void