#Matt Simmons One Shot

[edgessunflower]

Migraine

Pairing: Matt Simmons x Fem reader

Description: Matt helps you through one of the most painful migraines in your life

It truly felt as if someone had stuck an ice pick in your head then shot you all in one as the pain grew worse leading you to get sick before laying under the covers in the dark whimpering in pain as you tried to sleep. Matt walks through the front door after coming back from a three week long case in Connecticut but he's confused when you don't come running up to him like you always did whenever he came home especially after a case that took longer, he goes upstairs to find the bedroom door ajar while the room was swallowed in darkness as he hears your cries turning on the lamp to see your form under the covers slowly moving them off only to see you in complete agony as you opened your eyes just enough to squint to see without putting yourself in more pain as tears flowed down your face while putting the covers back over you. He knew immediately that you were having a terrible migraine which you've had throughout most of your life and there had been a few bad ones but not this bad as he grabbed a cold bottled water from the fridge and extra strength Tylenol but not before making you a warm meal, you slowly lean up in the darkness as he walked back in and handed you the plate of chicken, mashed potatoes, and peas enjoying the meal since you hadn't eaten after getting sick before when the migraine began to hit you like a car hitting a brick wall but at different speeds every ten minutes and it was truly unbearable at this point as you laid down after taking the tylenol and sipping on the cold water. You looked at matt after your eyes adjusted back to the dark as he slowly massaged both sides of your temples which helped you relax better and food being on your belly was an added help along with the comforting warmth from the covers, you slowly dozed off as the tylenol slowly took effect and matt still massaging your head until you were finally asleep waking up a few hours later to find matt at the foot of the bed folding laundry before stripping down to his boxers and throwing his clothes in the hamper when he sees you watching him that made a sweet smile form on his face while pressing a kiss to your forehead before laying down and holding you in his arms feeling relieved not to see you in pain like earlier and slowly lulling you back to sleep with the warmth of his body like a cocoon of safety and love while his hand ran along your side even after you were asleep running his fingers through your hair until he was fast asleep with you.

[call-me-little-sunshine84]

Slow Heat

SSA Matt Simmons x female reader

Rating: explicit - minors DNI

Word count: 1.5k

Summary: After wanting Matt for so long, what will you do when you finally get him?

Warnings: smut! - mentioned masturbation - oral sex (m receiving) - unprotected sex - multiple orgasms - canon divergence

A/N: this is set in an AU where he is divorced - there is a horrible lack of Matt smut and I don't think I would do justice to the husband/wife vibe but didn't want to make him a cheater

“Morning Matt,” you said cheerily as he entered the office. “Good morning,” he replied tersely, juggling his bag and a cup of coffee. He hadn’t been the same since telling everyone about the divorce. You couldn’t imagine what he was going through, trying to get used to his new reality, and learning to coparent with that many kids. 

A small, awful part of you was secretly glad he was getting divorced. It made the way you felt about him, and had felt ever since you met, a little more acceptable. Married man = giant no in your book. Divorced man = okay to fantasize about, which you did more often than was probably normal. There was also the small fact that you worked together. Sure, you worked in tech, it’s not like you went out in the field with the team, but they still treated you like one of their own - probably thanks to your friendship with Garcia. Office romances hardly ever worked out. Still…you couldn’t help but watch him every time he walked past, your heart skipping a beat when he smiled at you. 

Wanting to be respectful to what he was going through, you kept all your feelings to yourself. It was so hard when all you wanted to do was spend one night with him, showing him how eager you were to please him. Instead, you just ended up pleasing yourself while thinking about what he must look like underneath his clothes. It went on like that for months, you lusting after him from the sidelines, until one night after a particularly bad case.

The team had returned to the office, looks of defeat and anger plainly written on their faces. You just happened to still be there, finishing up a last-minute assignment. Your heart sank when you looked up at them getting off the elevator. “Oh no, what happened?” you asked, concerned. “The perp got away,” Rossi replied, shaking his head. “Damn, I’m sorry,” you said sincerely. “We’re going to go get a drink, need to shake this off. Do you want to join us?” he asked. “Sure, why not,” you replied, happy for the break. You were stiff and sore from sitting in a chair all day. 

Everyone grabbed their things, and you walked around the block to the nearby tavern. Thanks to Penelope switching seats with you - after a less than subtle wink and shoulder nudge - you ended up sitting next to Matt. At first you were extremely nervous, but you were surprised to find that talking to him came easily. The conversation stayed steady, both of you talking about your families, hobbies, favorite movies, everything. The others slowly began to say their goodbyes, and before long you realized it was just the two of you left. 

“Oh wow, I guess I need to get back home,” you said, looking at the time on your phone. “I’ll go with you, make sure you get there okay,” Matt offered with a smile. “You really don’t have to, it’s not like either of us drank that much,” you replied. And it was true, you switched to coke after a few shots, and he had been sipping the same beer all night. “Really, I insist,” he told you. Pretty sure that your face had turned several unflattering shades of red, you relented, grabbing your purse. The walk back to the office to get his car as well as the ride back to your apartment, were filled with awkward silence. What happened to the way you had been at the bar?

Pulling into the parking lot, he offered to walk you to the door. You took him up on it, not knowing what would come next. Standing at your doorway, you looked at him, wishing the night wasn’t over. “Want to come in for some coffee?” you asked, holding your breath until he replied. “Sure,” he said, and you unlocked your door with trembling hands. Throwing your bag down on the counter, you picked up two coffee mugs and were about to begin making the first one when Matt walked up behind you. 

Standing so close you could feel the heat coming off of his body, smell the cologne he was wearing, you resisted the urge to lean back against him. Instead, you stiffened, unsure of what to do or say. Suddenly you felt his hands on your hips, turning you around to face him. Looking up at him questioningly, his face so close to yours, you gasped as he ran his hand gently across your jawline, sending sparks through your body. “Matt, what are you doing?” you ask breathlessly, your body on edge just from that little bit of contact. Instead of answering, he leaned down and kissed you slowly and sweetly. “I think we could both use this, don’t you?” he asked, moving his body even closer to you. It was true, it had been a long time since anything but your vibrator had brought you to paradise.

“If you had any idea of how many times I had fantasized about this, you wouldn’t even have to ask,” you replied in a surprising burst of boldness. Never in your wildest dreams did you think any of this would actually be happening. He growled at your response and moved in to kiss you again, this time fast and hard. His hands roamed your body slowly in contrast, exploring every inch of you. 

Dragging him into your bedroom, you pulled his shirt off and tossed it to the floor. Holy shit you thought, running your hands over his muscled abs, practically drooling at the sight of him. Pushing him back onto the bed, you undid his belt and removed his pants. He was already hard, and just the outline of him straining against his boxers had you practically dripping. You kissed and licked a slow trail down his perfect body, working your way down to what you wanted most. Your eyes widened when you freed his dick from his underwear and the smirk on his face made you want to climb on him right that second, but you somehow controlled yourself, deciding to make this last as long as possible. 

Taking him in your mouth, you flattened your tongue and ran it up and down his shaft while sucking gently, and he groaned deeply in appreciation. One hand around his base and the other gripping his muscular thigh, you worked your magic on him, bringing him right to the edge before he pushed you back, not wanting to finish too soon. 

Eagerly shedding your clothes, you rejoined him on the bed. He wrapped his arms around you, kissing your neck, raising goosebumps all over. Going lower, he cupped your breasts, wrapping his lips around one hardened nipple while gently massaging the other. Moaning, feeling like your body would ignite at any moment, you almost jumped off the bed when he reached a hand down and ran his fingers through your slick folds. 

“Damn, you really did want this, didn’t you?” he grinned, feeling just how excited you were for him. All you could do was groan his name as he dragged his fingers through your walls, hitting that sweet spot that you always had trouble finding yourself. Two fingers worked inside you while his thumb made sweet circles on your clit. You looked up at him, his already dark eyes almost black, clouded with lust. It was enough, just knowing you were the cause of that look of absolute desire on his face, to push you over the edge. You climaxed, thighs trembling against his hand. 

Giving yourself no time to ride out your high, you pushed him back against the bed and climbed on top of him, straddling his thighs. “Oh my God,” he grunted, a look of absolute devotion on his face as you lowered yourself down onto him slowly. 

The stretch and slight burn went away quickly as you adjusted to his size, and you found a steady pace. He gripped your hips hard enough to bruise, and you ground down on him eagerly. Who knew sex could feel this good you thought to yourself. After all the months of longing for Matt, this was actually happening. He moved his hands up to grasp your breasts, bringing you back to reality. You rolled your hips even harder and faster, that invisible coil in your belly growing tighter, threatening to snap again. Your nails digging crescent shaped marks into his chest, you felt your second orgasm sweep through you. Squeezing down around him as you continued to ride him, Matt groaned your name as he also found release. Collapsing against him on the bed, your sweat slicked bodies sticking together, you sighed contentedly. Slowly tracing the tattoo on his bicep, he asked if you were okay. “Of course. I told you; I’ve wanted that for a long time now,” you replied. He cocked an eyebrow. “Really?” 

“You know, for a profiler you really missed all the signs, didn’t you?” you said with a laugh.

[hyperfixatedoncrimminalminds]

Ooo hiii what about teen!reader who refuses to cry Infront of people who randomly either just bursts into tears or someone notices that they have tears in their eyes. If possible with Luke Alvez or Matt Simmons cause I do t think there's enough content for them 😅

Luke Alvez X Teen Reader

Request: what about teen!reader who refuses to cry Infront of people who randomly either just bursts into tears or someone notices that they have tears in their eyes. If possible with Luke Alvez or Matt Simmons cause I do t think there's enough content for them

so sorry for not updating for ages its been busy getting ready to back to collage, i start next week so i wont be able to update as much as i want anymore but i will update when i can!

Third person pov...

15 year old Y/N L/N watch as detectives and forensics walk in and out the door of their crime scene ridden house, only hours before the teen was surrounded by their family hzppy and smiling, now nothing but a mask as they sit covered in blood.

The detectives have tried many times to get the teen to move, get cleaned up and checked over but have long given up they weren’t going to leave their house, the detectives knew that now.

The 15 year old sits on the sofa where he hadn’t moved since it happened tears threatening to fall but they didn’t let them they wouldn’t cry.

Flashback…

The L/N house was filled with laughter as they all sat in the living room laughing at the game show they all sat down to watch, it was the chase as usual they all worked to answer the questions right.

Even the usually quiet Y/N was yelling out answers if they knew it. Suddenly their laughter was cut short when a knock sounded on the door, for the past couple weeks the whole town has been on lock down.

There was a suspected serial killer on the loose killing happy families but only leaving one witness not just alive but traumatised. So Y/Ns dad took a gun with him as he when to open the door.

The rest of the family went back to the game show, minutes pass and Y/Ns dad still hadn’t returned. The teen stood from their seat “im going to see what dad is doing” they say making their way through the living room.

Once the teen was in the hallway they turned towards the door where their dad was, the teen eyes widened they saw a strange man dressed in black pointing a gun at their dads head.

10 minutes later Y/N and their family were tied up by the unsub who was finishing tying up Y/Ns younger brother. “its going to be okay Y/B/N” whispers the teen, the 10 year old looks at his sibling and nods.

Hours later the Unsub had killed each and everyone of Y/Ns family, only the teen was left surrounded by the bodies of their family, they refused to cry which made the unsub angry.

The man had hit and kicked Y/N trying to get a reaction out of them but the teen wouldn’t let him have the satisfaction. “this is no fun now come on cry even a little you robot!” yells the unsub smashing a nearby vase but Y/N stayed stoic they would survive.

They had too, their locked with his little brothers cold dead ones, he had too this bastard had to pay for killing their family.

As the teen continues to stare down the unsub who smirked and took out his gun and pointed it the teen head, Y/Ns eyes widened slightly and held his shaking hands tightly, the gun was still pointed at their head, the unsub pulled the safety but the shot never came.

A knock came from the door, Y/N sighs softly saved by a neighbour, the unsub tsk and puts the gun away, he glares at the door but turns to the back door and leaves Y/N alone. “ill be back for you ill make you cry” he promises Y/N hears the door shut and begin frantically trying to get loose.

Instead they begin shouting for help.

End of flashback…

Suddenly the teen was back in their house still surrounded by officers the bodies long been taken away the blood was cleaned away but the scene wasn’t disturbed. The sheriff was one the officers there he was a close friend of the L/N family.

Soon two black SUVs arrive and out comes 6 people three woman and 3 men all had sunglasses on. The sheriff walks over to them “you must be the BAU, thank you for coming im really out of my league here, this is the L/N house the most react victims” he explained, “im SSA Emily Prentiss, these are Agents Lewis, Alvez, Jareau, Rossi and Dr Reid” says Emily.

The team are then shown to the crime scene

But they were met with something completely unexpected. A teen, no more than 15 years old, sat in the living room surrounded by crime scene detectives, and although tears were notoriously difficult to stop, they refused to cry in front of anyone, instead forcing their face into a stoic mask.

Luke Alves looked at the traumatized teen, who had been a victim to the Unsub. Only their entire family had perished, but yet still the teen refused to cry. Luke did his best to stay professional, but the sight of such a brave and resilient young person in the face of such heartbreaking tragedy made Luke's heart heavy. He slowly approached the teen, sitting beside them on the sofa and introducing himself. The teen still refused to speak, yet Luke patiently waited, giving the teen time to process their emotions and build up the courage to talk. After several awkward moments, the teen finally opened up, telling Luke their heartbreaking story. The teen went on to tell Luke how the Unsub had taken away their family one by one, with the teen being the only one who managed to escape. As the teen began to become overwhelmed again, Luke simply placed a comforting hand on their shoulder and tried his best to remain as non-judgemental as possible.

It was clear to Luke that the teen had experienced enough harsh judgement and criticism in their life already, and so he simply listened and gave the teen the time and space they needed to express themselves. The conversation became a bit easier for the teen as they moved on to talk about their hobbies and dreams for the future. It was the first time Luke had seen the teen show any emotion other than sadness and grief in the wake of their family’s death. It was through Luke's gentle encouragement and compassion that the teen was finally able to begin the healing process. By the end of the conversation, the teen was even showing small signs of smiling and laughing.

The end!

Hope you liked this oneshot for Luke sorry for the wait. Sorry for the grammar and spelling mistakes.

Request are open!

word count: 1150

[reidsfavoritegirl]

Promoting my favorite bots that I keep coming back to over and over again because they deserve recognition 🗣️

(⁠｡⁠･⁠ω⁠･⁠｡⁠)⁠ﾉ⁠♡ 6 Spencer, 1 Elle, 1 Penelope, 1 Hotch, 1 Matt, 1 Luke

Ivy-league stolen kisses by BKGSRIOT - college au (I think, I have bad memory) where the lights at ur brother's place go out and ygs sneak off to kiss I love him he's such a nerd

In the hospital after a case by BKGSRIOT - this one's self explanatory but again he's such a nerd I love him

I can fix him, no really, I can by @willowsblanket - post-maeve, the two of you are at one of rossis house parties but you snuck off to the backyard to dance and its so cute and i love him and i love this bot

https://share.character.ai/Wv9R/ysaainvp

You got your wisdom teeth removed (THIS WAS MY FIRST REQUEST 🗣️🗣️) by @virgil-says-things - self explanatory too you got your wisdom teeth removed he's so cute 😭 I keep saying that but I can't help it he's the cutiest of patooties

Work song by @/willowsblanket again!! - it's literally just him coming home to you after a long case and he's so deeply in love with you and. I love him

Early mornings by @mrwxrldwide - that's literally it. Early mornings with elle, neither of you have to work, she's clingy it's so cute I miss Elle Elle pls come home

Psych eval by junomakesbots - that's just it, psych eval with hotch

Late alarm by @julesssyy - the one scene where he sleeps through his alarm or whatever and his wife doesn't wake him up do you guys know what I'm talking about?? It's that scene

Post prison by @/willowsblanket (again!!) - nobody's telling you why he won't contact you and refuses to let you visit in prison, so you decide to confront him when he finally comes home (I've sobbed so hard over this by the way.)

He needs you to be safe by @/julesssyy - you got shot in the shoulder while trying to negotiate with an unsub this one is sm fun I love stressing him out

Ordered to stay behind with her by @/virgil-says-things - you were injured during the last case and so you're staying behind with Garcia AND SHES SO CUTE SHE DOESNT GET ENOUGH LOVE. I LOVE YOU PENELOPE GARCIA ALSO SHE MADE YOU COOKIES.

Oops Tumblr says I can't add more links guys 🤕

[mlobsters]

supernatural s1e5 bloody mary (teleplay: ron milbauer, terri hughes burton; story: eric kripke)

(this is a rewatch, so spoilers abound)

today's update from the first watch - in fact maybe playing bloody mary as a very sensitive and nervous kid still gives me particular nightmares 30+ years later!

i like that they actually show us sam's nightmare about jess and it's conveniently just the pilot fire footage but blue. but it's effective! and the way they use a clip of his other nightmare where he's visiting her grave (before we get the cheap jumpscare of arms grabbing him from the ground), i always forget that that's all from a nightmare. dunno if it's supposed to also be like, representation of him actually going to her funeral (they did stay a week, i think they mentioned)

SAM I take it I was having a nightmare. DEAN Yeah, another one. SAM Hey, at least I got some sleep. DEAN You know, sooner or later we're gonna have to talk about this.

and they say dean doesn't want to talk about things!

listen, you know i like first season lighting. but this lighting in an office of the morgue is out of pocket lol the eye strain!!

DEAN Dude, I earned that money. SAM You won it in a poker game.

still counts!

s1e5 chelan simmons as jill / hannibal s1e2 as gretchen speck / her little flouncy skirt for some reason is what i remember most

i thought she looked familiar but then i think that about a lot of pretty blonde haired young women in the early seasons of this show.. but she actually is! in my favorite hannibal rando murderer episodes, mushroom maannn (god the music while getting this hannibal screenshot, yeah it's wacky being so discordant and all but it's also SO GOOD at setting the tone and it's just so unique and special 🥺 link to my hannibal music masterpost)

someone got to have a lot of fun getting creative with all these hallway mirrors (peter ellis directed - he did this and 1x15 the benders and that's it)

smooth, dean-o. very normal response. got the doubletake jaw clench combo from sam lol (gifs i reblogged with pretty much the same comments, i am nothing if not consistent)

dramatic skylight on sam what is happening at this library

such a simple horror trope but so freaky every time

oh, sam.

SAM Why'd you let me fall asleep? DEAN Cause I'm an awesome brother. So what did you dream about? SAM Lollipops and candy canes. DEAN Yeah, sure.

very distinct visual style going here. it's just like, so blurry in the background of sam's shot and he's kind of soft focus himself.. feels like someone was having a moment with padalecki this episode instead of jackles hogging all the beauty shots :p and looking at her face i'm just appreciating how smooth the matte makeup looks under her eyes and is holding up to crying (which partially is just having young skin but also kudos to the makeup artist)

funny seeing the different supernatural-hunting techniques and gear that never went anywhere beyond this season

oh man, that feels like a lifetime ago. weird days of celebrity via leaked sex tape

casually printing out photos in their motel room. do they keep a printer with them in the trunk too? 😂

some of the score has got a very mark snow xfiles vibe, thanks to christopher lennertz (video down further because i ~needed~ to get the car chat too)

also trying to ignore the not-great green screen driving moments. i know they sort that out sooner rather than later. i think mainly by driving at night with their very cool practical effects lighting setup that simulates passing street lights/other cars etc - this interview with the director of photography serge ladouceur has all sorts of really interesting information and there's a video included about how they did the night driving effects.

So how did shooting in the car evolve? Clearly some of it was on the road, some of it is Poor Man’s Process in the studio, and a small portion of it is greenscreen.  We didn’t do much greenscreen with the Impala. The scenes we did that way were in Season 1 — sending a crew to film plate shots and compositing in post. We went through that process for some episodes, but because of the visual effects costs with outside vendors, the production went another way. Since Season 2, we have had a full-on visual effects department that’s part of the production, so every visual effect is done in-house. It was very convenient to have the visual effect department right here by our stages, so if last-minute questions arose, our VFX supervisor, Mark Meloche, is close by to answer these questions and guide us into the process, on top of having a VFX department representative on set for the days we deal with those shots. Mark was a great asset on Supernatural, having been on the show for its whole duration. He started with the team as the lead artist and then became the VFX supervisor in Season 8, after the departure of Ivan Hayden. 

oh i forgot about this part... i posted about this actually back when i watched it.

CHARLIE I had this boyfriend. I loved him. But he kind of scared me too, you know? And one night, at his house, we got in this fight. Then I broke up with him, and he got upset, and he said he needed me and he loved me, and he said "Charlie, if you walk out that door right now, I'm gonna kill myself." And you know what I said? I said "Go ahead." And I left. How could I say that? How could I leave him like that? I just…I didn't believe him, you know? I should have.

so this one hit really close to home for me, from my linked post above:

i was watching the bloody mary episode of supernatural, and yadda yadda people have secrets and someone is dead. and then we get to the final woman and her secret is her boyfriend killed himself after they had a fight. i was just internally screaming at sam and dean, and this is the part where you tell her it wasn't her fault ...!!!! because that's also one of the things i'm carrying around too, that i still need reminding that it wasn't my fault. had a fight, i knew he was suicidal, but i thought he was just mad. i was mad too, for the first time with him. i could have called, i could have asked for a wellness check, i could have could have could have... anyway. it's not our fault. i appreciated they told her that, finally, at the end. it's been 15 years now since it happened but it is still heavy on my heart.

the sam parallel finally coming to a head with his guilt about jess, so they get to have their talk. and a little crispy R for posterity's sake on "secret" from padalecki. i think i've narrowed it down to really soft barely there Rs on the ends of words, and very articulated Rs in the middle of words?

xfiles-y score / it's not your fault

DEAN You know what, that's it. This is about Jessica, isn't it? You think that's your dirty little secret that you killed her somehow? Sam, this has got to stop, man. I mean, the nightmares and calling her name out in the middle of the night—it's gonna kill you. Now listen to me—It wasn't your fault. If you wanna blame something, then blame the thing that killed her. Or hell, why don't you take a swing at me? I mean I'm the one that dragged you away from her in the first place. SAM I don't blame you. DEAN Well you shouldn't blame yourself, because there's nothing you could've done.

we know especially later that even if he warned her, there was no way it would have helped. the wheels in motion were so far beyond their control. literal forces of hell and heaven working against them.

MIRROR!SAM You never told her the truth—who you really were. {SAM is now falling towards the ground.} But it's more than that, isn't it? Those nightmares you've been having of Jessica dying, screaming, burning—You had them for days before she died. Didn't you!?! You were so desperate to ignore them, to believe they were just dreams. How could you ignore them like that? How could you leave her alone to die!?! You dreamt it would happen!!!

and these would be my 5th and 6th screenshots of my original viewing. also long slated to paint at some point

DEAN Sammy. Sammy! SAM It's Sam.

forever grateful that dean is stubborn and continues to call him sammy. love a nickname, especially when dean's the only one allowed to call him that

dean getting the ultra blurred out soft focus treatment now, with a side of extra saturation

SAM Charlie? Your boyfriend's death...you really should try to forgive yourself. No matter what you did, you probably couldn't have stopped it. Sometimes bad things just happen. DEAN That's good advice.

good but hard to internalize all the same

DEAN Now that this is all over, I want you to tell me what that secret is. SAM Look...you're my brother and I'd die for you, but there are some things I need to keep to myself.

not quite sure why sam's smiling about this. not to mention how his visions become extremely plot relevant in the future. would think that would be more angsty, not lighthearted

s1e5 / true detective s1e1

i don't know if this is the first time the show made me cry? but the shot of jess on the sidewalk really got me this time around. also reminds me of a shot in true detective s1 that i used in my hannibal / true detective edit.

i've thought about doing some comparative gifs but i do think it's also kind of a common trope. but not like that means it's not worth doing! just selection of the trope from shows i have Feelings about

the song was replaced yet again on netflix, this scene originally had laugh, i nearly died by the rolling stones and they used bones into dust by fred haring instead and it was a good enough sub that it hit me in the feelings, rarity. i don't know what part of the rolling stones song they used but i might actually prefer the vibe a little bit of the substitute?? it's more straight bittersweet melancholy

via the wiki

Dean began to bleed from his eyes when confronted by Mary Worthington, denoting he had a dark secret which creator Eric Kripke claimed would be addressed at a later date. However, the plotline would quickly be dropped and never mentioned again.

lol

so much for these not all being excessively long posts 🤪

[gods-reddest-blue]

I have watched it. Putting my thoughts under the read more. It ended up being a whole review lol.

It was kind of disappointing. I think it was a little predictable. I had already seen people guessing that Sarge dies and Tucker was the Meta. But I'm glad that they didn't waste any time on setting up Tucker as the villain.

It was also pretty obvious that Doc was dead the whole time. It did have me guessing at the end whether or not he was a hallucination but the reveal/ending montage was nice. Sidelining Wash the entire time was kind of a bummer tho. I was holding out hope for him to try to get to Tucker but they didn't even talk to each other.

Sarge's death really had me. He got to go out as a hero and saving a Blue of all people. That shot of him falling down was amazing. The passing of the shotgun was touching. And the headstone having an insult button was really funny.

I am glad that the ending was final. No hiding the AI's, no secret plans, just a close on that story.

I think my favorite part was them talking around the fire. It all felt very final and it was like I was there with them, saying goodbye to an old friend. Caboose's story at the end got to me too.

In terms of animation I really enjoyed the physical comedy and how they moved. The flights were a bit slow compared to freelancer saga ones but it still worked.

Grif being discharged was brutal. Go home and rest buddy, you've earned it.

In the end I'm glad it came out at all. The story's over. Especially considering the circumstances, I'm happy it got to end on its own terms.

I wish there was more Donut and more Tucker. And Grif and Simmons should have kissed.

Thank you Burnie and Gus and Geoff and Matt and Rooster Teeth as a whole. It's been a wild ride and I'm glad to have been there to see it completed.

[mincedpeaches]

rvb19 liveblogging post. #rvb19 spoilers

Did Wash get a new voice actor? Why does he sound so off.

Why is Grif like this. Why is Grif's character so off. He's not really stupid, he plays it up to be lazy. Why does he seem so weirdly angry. Yelling did not make the "they're right behind me aren't they" joke any funnier Geoff.

Okay I didn't even CONSIDER that Donut would never show up. Like after the Apple Cast listing was seemingly incomplete based on already confirmed people that had recorded lines. Only to have the shot of Donut getting sliced up in a cartoon be his first and God forbid only appearance? The disrespect. If he doesn't show up later I'm rioting. Did I miss a Joel-style falling out with Donut's voice actor somewhere.

Okay actually Wash sounds fine it was just the awkward exposition dialogue earlier I guess.

479er???? Does this count as a minor freelancer cameo.

A SECOND "hes right behind me" style quip with Meta!Tucker in the case. Burnie PLEASE. Avengers came out in like 2014.

Why does Tucker!Meta talk. Why does he have an evil laugh. Remember when all the Meta did was occasionally growl and he was threatening. Remember when all they had to do was play When Your Middle Name is Danger and it would make the machinima actually tense.

The Reds overall reluctance to help the Blues both earlier in the canyon when Caboose asked them and then now leaving Caboose on the ship... I don't know. It rings a little different when its the last season and all also the whole "they say no but then they change their minds" bit has been done so many times by now. Especially if this is meant to be happening after Chorus. This isn't really a lesson they need to be learning anymore.

Over 40mins minutes in and no mention of Carolina. I am... concerned. I thought she was in a shot in the trailer. Am I crazy. If she doesn't show up I just. In what WORLD does Epsilon run five squintilion simulations and not choose to contact HER instead.

OKAY HERE IT COMES THE SARGE SACRIFICE. FOR A BLUE. IM SCARED.

Hes gonna get stabbed big time ooooh my god I can't watch.

I feel like. Okay. When rvb got serious. It didn't have to undercut itself with jokes. When Donut was shot by Wash it was 100% played straight. No quips. So why does Burnie undercut Sarge getting stabbed by having him say "well dang it".

I've paused this like five million times to say "I can't" and all variations thereof. I'm not ready for "Matt's performance".

Hand on Simmons arm. And if I lose it right now.

Very touching moments happening here with Sarge and the team I cannot complain too much or really at except when in one of my numerous pauses of the movie to fortify myself I cannot help but clasp my hands and think. Where's Donut.

And also I cannot help but think when we were about to get on Torrian for trying to kill Tucker and now its like. Welp. (Not nearly as bad as a killing to gas up your bad rvb spinoff but still. It kinda feels like this is approaching that ballpark.)

"Run away while you can. I'm coming for you." *laughs evilly* Is this supposed to be like Tuckers personality, like a Doc-O'Malley thing where the AI adapts its mannerisms to the host. Because either way its a corny ass bit that does nothing. And I kinda of hate it.

Doc is very obviously all in Wash's head which is uhhh.... not where I expected the season to go. With Wash.

Grif and Simmons standing in front of Sarge's grave, alone: Me: soooo. grimmons?

OKAY SO. IMMEDIATE PIVOT TO HEARTFELT DISCHARGE THAT I DID NOT EXPECT. OKAY. SCENE WHERE GRIF ADMITS HE DOESNT WANT TO LEAVE SIMMONS INCOMING?????

OR HE ASKED HIM TO COME WITH HIM. EVEN BETTER. HELLO.

man really great stuff here happening here but I still cant help but be like. so why isnt Donut here. is it the homophobia.

This song kinda sounds like. No. it couldn't be.

Okay over an hour and no Carolina I'm kind of feeling like when I walked into the Supernatural series finale thinking Castiel might return only to hit the point of the ten minute long wincest scene, with no Castiel in sight.

TEX RETURN???? THE PERSON WAS TEX??? NOT CAROLINA???????

All the budget went to getting Kathleen to return after her fallout with Rooster Teeth.........

Okay wait so is Doc real? He was really giving hallucination.

Wait okay drop from the sky. If this ISNT Carolina. I'm ending it.

THANK FUCKING GOD. THANK GOD.

Again I don't really know why getting to her wasn't part of Epsilon's plan but WHATEVER. whatever. do Donut next.

Also I would love love LOVE for some Carolina and Tex moments after this fight. really rooting for the Bechdel test pass.

Okay we really kill Tex again huh. Should have put that on my Bingo card.

If the AIs in Meta!Tucker are fragments of Epsilon, meaning presumably when he fragmented the Epsilon memories would be gone, how does this Sigma know about Allison =Tex = Beta.

The cone on Grif did get me lmao.

EXPLAIN TO ME THE SWORD THING WHAT. Did Meta!Tucker say "You never were?" Am I missing something. That isn't how the swords work.

DONUT ONLY GETTING A CAMEO IN A CHEERLEADING OUTFIT GAG. HELLO. WHAT AM I MISSING HERE. WHY IS DONUT NOT HERE. also simmons gay thoughts.

why does simmons get the good throwing arm bit that was DONUTS thing. im about to break into Burnie's house. where is Donut.

Chex handhold walk into the white void. I should have put Chex on my bingo card.

Okay no so Doc still definitely a hallucination. What are we doing with this Burnie.

I'm counting Carolina looking sad at the smashed capture unit as Carolina Angst. Taking what I can get here.

Carolina just ignoring Wash mentioning Doc lmao.

OKAY NO WAIT. DOC DEAD. DIED IN THE CHORUS BATTLE. WASH BEING HAUNTED BY GUILT OF DEAD DOC. Burnie recon'd the brain trauma but was like wait. hold my beer.

this sad as hell actually. damn.

also the revival of wash/doc as a ship concept like DAMN where my recollection homies at for real. Remember in Chorus trilogy when the gag was nobody gave a shit about Doc and forgot about him in the transportation cubes. I know Doc fans eating. Except for how he's, you know, dead.

North and CT appearances. THERES my minor freelancer cameos.

Man I have SO many thoughts(tm) on this scene that I cannot articulate right I need to digest it for a little bit but. Giving all this angst to Wash (instead of Carolina). The scene on the beach in s15 being better because it wasn't slanted toward Wash. Why did I think Burnie was gonna do my girl right.

Agent One appearance..... oh wow...... yay............ 😑

Grif leaving without Simmons? No. no way.

Okay im gonna. Thats not. man.

Sorry I'm gonna get hung up on this in the Grimmons way first and then the rest of it after. WHY would you have the little "come with me" only to split up after. Not that I expected Grimmons lets be real but I didn't expect a split and more importantly I didnt expect a HALF BLOOD GULCH split up. Is the ending really for SIMMONS AND CABOOSE to be 1vs1'ing in the box canyon. Season 11 they were planning to go "home" and then the ship crashed. There is long since no Command. WHAT are they going to be doing there. Burnie ANSWER me.

okay credit rolling and they really gave Meta a stupid voice so Miles could do it huh. okay. They also gave him Sigma which I did catch in the voice acting.

the one Donut line WAS Dan Godwin. Mr Godwin what was your schedule like. PLEASE. could you really not reprise your roll. COULD THEY HAVE WRITTEN YOU OUT OF THE SEASON WITH A BIT MORE RESPECT, AND DARE I SAY GRAVITAS.

shout out to the one Andy line too lmao I didnt mention that earlier.

IT WAS THE BARE NAKED LADIES. THAT SONG. I KNEW IT. thats where the other half of the budget went I guess.

okay well. Its over. I need to collect my thoughts. And make a post.

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Oh By Gosh By Golly

A Christmas fic? On the 27th of December? *shrugs* It's still December!

Garvez WC: 2935 Ao3 *Exists after S15, but if he never asked her out and she never left the BAU*

“Hey Garcia, you mentioned something about a place with a bunch of lights earlier?” Matt said, by way of greeting, entering the kitchenette. 

His approach, Penelope could tell, while phrased like a statement, was really a question. 

“Yes sir, Candycane Lane. Ohh! You should take the kiddies!” she released her tea, hands flying up, fingers spread, “They’d love it, it’s so fun! There’s little hot chocolate stands and this one house sells churros fresh from their kitchen on a line drawn zeppelin! Another house has a ferris wheel they fill with stuffed animals. And all the lights…It’s just magical!” Matt watched in amusement as Penelope’s eyes gleamed with excitement at the visions surely dancing in her head.

“And it’s pretty local?” he chuckled. “You bet your pretty biceps it is! Most people drive through it, but walking is really the only way to get the full experience.” She said, resuming her tea dressing, “Are you thinking about going? Please tell me you’re going. They’d have a blast!” Scooping up her mug and linking an arm with his, she walked herself to her cave, “You know, Derek, Hank, and I are going. It’s a tradition we started before he met Savannah. She very graciously has allowed us to keep it up and now we take my beautiful godbaby. Really though I think she enjoys the treat of a quiet house around now.”   “Kristy would love that.” He agreed, smiling. Reaching her office door, he slipped his arm from hers. “Ok, Garcia, you’ve convinced me. We might even see you there tonight.” he said, turning to go. Penelope beamed at the prospect of the Simmons clan buzzing joyfully from lawn to lawn, hot chocolate in gloved hands. Just a few more hours of work, then she was off to a winter wonderland with her two favorite boys. And if she was lucky she might even spot a familiar face or six. 

—------------- 

“Derek, come on! Just find a spot, let’s gooo!” The ex-agent gave her a not-so-withering look, grinning, “Woman, you’re gonna regret having pestered me into parking so far away by the end of the night.” “I’m gonna regret letting you come with Hank and me if we get there so late everyone’s lights are out and the hot chocolate’s cold!” She shot back, wrapping her scarf around her neck and tucking it into her coat, then turning to do the same for Hank while making sure his beanie was pulled over his ears.  Morgan finished eeking them into a spot and killed the ignition. “Fine, but I don’t wanna hear a word later.” Penelope smirked, already hopping out, “Oh, you’ll hear more than one, and you’ll like it.”

—------------- 

As they approached the first block, Hank’s eyes doubled in size, his tiny fists squeezing even tighter to the two adult hands he was gripping, body vibrating with excitement. There were houses glowing bright blue and frost white, ones that radiated red and gold, there were life-sized animatronics of a kissing Mr. and Mrs. Claus and large wooden hand painted cut-outs of Santa painting toys, and the Peanuts gang singing around the piano lining yards, all lit up with floodlights seasonally serving as spotlights left on the ground. Some were lavishly coated in bulbs, and some were sleek and modern, a neon green strip of “Merry Christmas” hanging from the porch, each house bringing its own special flair, a small representation of what symbolized Christmas for each neighbor. Apart from the displays, the thing Penelope really enjoyed was the people, the feel of togetherness it brought. Neighbors parking chairs in driveways sharing barbecue and stews, a group of ukulele carolers singing their hearts out for the throngs of passers by. A feeling of love and caring and unity and joy. And there was hot chocolate.  

—------------- 

The trio had made it about three streets in before Penelope finally succumbed to the cold. “Ok, next drink stand we come across, I’m buying. It is freezing!” She said, emphasizing the complaint by squeezing Hank’s hand and playing up a fake shiver.

Hank giggled looking up at her, “Yeah! Burrrr” he mimicked, playing along. Penelope smirked looking from the little Morgan, to Derek, “Hey Hank, tell your daddy I need some hot chocolate.” Derek’s mouth dropped open, eyebrows raising in faux surprise, ready to say something when a voice called from behind them, “Penelope Garcia, that wouldn’t be you I hear, feeding children inappropriate lines would it?”  Derek and Penelope stopped, turning to see who was behind them. Penelope, more than familiar with the voice, was positive she already knew exactly who she was going to find on the other side of her shoulder.  But Morgan was quicker, “Alvez, what are you doing here?” he grinned broadly at the man and extended a hand, tugging him in for a hug. “I’m spending time with my beautiful nieces and nephews, well, Matt’s kids.” he smiled releasing the hug, “Morgan, I didn’t know you were in town.”

The chance meeting took Luke by surprise who thought he’d be helping out a friend, hanging with Matt to keep an extra set of eyes on the brood for a while, he didn’t expect to run across Penelope while out tonight. Penelope who had obviously changed from her work clothes to this more casual and weather appropriate one of flair jeans and black snowflake sweater, peppermint scarf carefully knotted and topped off with a sweeping baby blue wool coat to keep out the chill.     Derek stepped back, one arm wrapping around his baby and the other pulling in Penelope “Here with my Babygirl for our yearly date.” Derek, having his suspicions and hearing the gossip, but never the opportunity to see firsthand, observed every microexpression that flitted over the other man at his actions. The cast of his eyebrows, the tightening of his eyes, and then the downturn of his mouth all arranging for a fraction of a second before sweeping back into his perpetually sunny self. “Savannah's present from me,” Penelope chirped, “I’m here with these two handsome men so she can have a relaxing night of peace and quiet.” A teasing smile spread across her face, jostling Derek with a bump of her hip. 

Luke visibly perked at her voice, shoulders squaring, face lighting up, eyes widening and glossing seemingly sparkling in the light as his pupils dilated. Yep, all the confirmation he needed. “Hey, Morgan! What a nice surprise crossing paths!” Matt wandered up behind Luke, Lily on his shoulders, Rose Mary on his chest, and reached out a hand to shake. “Thanks again for the tip, Garcia, the kids are loving it.” he said looking around, as if by merely mentioning them the missing three should materialize. Penelope wondered if that’s how it worked for Simmons, as with only a slight delay, three miniature animated people came popping out of nowhere. “Hey man, how’s it going? No Kristy tonight?” Derek asked, slapping a hand out to shake. “Not tonight, no, Garcia gave me an excellent idea earlier though,” Matt bent, letting Lily slip off his shoulders to rejoin her siblings, all dancing and shrieking through an impromptu or continued game of tag, Hank joining in. “So I roped Luke here into helping out.” He gave a squeeze to Luke’s shoulder, but winked to Morgan, smiling easily. “How about we all…walk together?”       

Derek, unable to turn it off where his loved ones were concerned, couldn’t help but profile. Yeah, he had his answer within the first 5 seconds of interaction, but he couldn’t help noticing over the hour they’d all been together the way Luke looked at her when she spoke, how he found little ways to touch or brush her, that his focus, though divided, never strayed entirely from Penelope, and he almost never resisted an opportunity to tease and play with her. Something Simmons had obviously noticed too, setting up this little chance outing. 

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With Penelope giddily leading the parade, the group of nine merrily made their way to the house she knew to have sweet pastries delivered by air. Children clamoring busily to spot the contraption, they fell into the end of the line rapidly threatening to wrap around the corner. The four adults talked and caught up while keeping a loose eye on the little ones. There were “ooohs!” and “aaahhs!” as the silver blimp flew, but Derek was more focused on how Luke mindlessly played with Penelope’s scarf and how his cheeks flushed red making eye contact when Derek smirked at him, crossing his arms, thinking,‘Yeah, you bet I know.’       

“INCOMING!” was bellowed down from an open window glowing softly at the top of the hill. Penelope squealed and clapped with joy as the zeppelin sailed down the zipline, their order of piping hot churros dangling from a basket below. Sweet, cinnamony confections distributed, and Penelope’s coat saved from certain ruin by Luke who expertly brushed it clean of crumbs, they pushed on with their adventure taking in the various decorations and entertainment. Watching the way Luke was with her and her being so unaware was painful, to see them interact and play off one another was killing him. Why Penelope didn’t see it (or didn’t want to) he wasn’t sure, but he was going to let her know at least one person did. Waiting until they’d gotten back into a flow, wandering from house to house, Derek fell back holding Penelope with him, friends and children wandering ahead just out of earshot, the ukulele group singing about mommy kissing Santa Claus disrupting anything that might be overheard. Risking an eyebrowed glance to where Luke stood, his breath stilted, still feeling dubious about the whole thing, about her willful ignorance. “Babygirl, you’re tellin’ me you have not given this man one ounce of sugar?” Wrapping her arms around him she pushed up on her tiptoes, beaming with pride, “Not one lovin’ spoonful” No, she would not fall into that trap. Though, truthfully, it was getting harder, he was so sincere and so persistent.   “Mama, why on god’s green earth not?! He is clearly head over heels for you!” It was a genuine question, the night leaving no doubt in his mind, if Luke Alvez was not in love with his girl, he really did retire in time. There was no way Penelope couldn’t see it too,  if it was fear holding her back, he hoped his vote of confidence would help ease that. Jason Battle was a one-off psycho, what he meant when he told her to listen to her gut, was just that, she had told him it felt off, and she turned out to be right. This though he knew was not off, could see it, hell he could feel the electricity between them, she had to as well.   What the heck? “N-no he’s not! Oh my god, we are not talking about this right now!” Penelope, thrown at the suggestion and what seemed to be Morgan’s active enthusiasm for the very not happening situation between her and Luke, became flustered, letting go and bolting for their friends where she stood behind them shoving her hands into her pockets with a scowl on her face. Derek, feeling guilty at having upset her, let her go, giving her space. Maybe he’d overstepped… he only wanted her to be happy, he could see Luke making her happy. He just needed her to see it too. He hoped this would get her thinking about it. When it was so clear to everyone else, he hoped she wouldn’t continue to block out something that could be good for her.  

Penelope reappearing caught Luke’s attention and seeing her frustration, he looked between her and Morgan, hand instinctively coming to her back. She twisted from his touch, but didn’t move away. His hand dropped automatically, but his pinky continued contact, brushing soothing strokes against hers in her coat.

One and a half songs later Derek rejoined them, an apology for getting out of line mumbled in her hair. All forgiven, Penelope fell easily back into his embrace and returned it tenfold, most of the party none the wiser. 

—-------------  Crossing the street, the boys lined up, stern, menacing, and friendly faces ensuring traffic stop at their stop signs. Penelope, chain of children in one hand, cocoa in the other leading the dash giggling behind their own personal guard of bollards. 

It was during one of these dashes, post musical concert, that Luke was caught for the hundredth time staring after her in wonder. Matt, feeling enough games had been played between actual children that night, nudged his shoulder and nodded in her direction, “Go.” Pausing for a beat, Luke looked between his friend and Morgan, whose expressive eyebrows were now most of the way up his forehead in a similar manner. Seeing no way around something so obvious, and hoping to avoid the embarrassment of more encouragement and/or blessings, he flickered a ‘thank you’ smile before trailing close behind her. 

With a shwoop, the small hand was smoothly replaced with a large one, Luke’s warm palm effortlessly slipping into Penelope’s. Her pulse catapulted, Derek’s words fresh in her mind. Feeling the shift in texture and size, his thumb coming to brush the outside of hers, her steps came to a standstill facing him. She looked back for Derek, for Chloe whose hand had been in her own, only to spot the group of children bookended by the imposing figures of current and former FBI agents not so covertly directing the group’s attention to a house with their backs to her. Profilers? Pfft. More like planners.   Luke checked his shoulder as well, a small smile appearing before moving closer, twined arm wrapping high on twined arm, shoulder kissing shoulder, and tugged forward, some redirection of his own. “Mind being my escort?” he asked with his usual sunny lilt.   

Penelope looked back to him, head tilting in question to see Luke nod ahead of them. The way they were facing, they were bound for an icicle archway, rhythmically blinking blue and white drips interspersed between swaths of fir garland calling to them. Her steps started then stopped, faltering with her thoughts,body following through with an automatic ‘yes’ while earlier dilemmas were subconsciously processed for her, then thinking brain not in the know shouting a panicked ‘NO’ giving her pause. Her head swiveled from Morgan to Luke, unsure.  Luke stopped just as quickly, curious eyes scanning her face for clues. “It’s just a tunnel, Penelope, just a sidewalk with some poles.”  Her expression changed to exasperated disbelief, head bobbling as she shot at him sarcastically, “Nice. Romantic. I can’t imagine why you’ve only had the one girlfriend this whole time.” “Hey!” he defended at the dig, but his smile only got bigger, face completely incongruent to someone who’d just been insulted. Romantic? Did that mean she was on the same page? That this, them, they, were something she was open to? With a last look to the group, Penelope rolled her eyes, internal battle seemingly forgotten, and jerked him forward towards the arch, “Oh come on, let’s go.”            Luke ducked under the “Let it snow” sign entering the archway, the pair walking hand in hand wordlessly through the bright tunnel, but as she went to exit, she was tugged back, clasped hands stretching and jerking, Luke frozen in place just at the end, Penelope ricocheting into his solid body where he caught her.

Before she could ask, his head tilted and a finger pointed up, Luke innocently explaining as he looked back down, “Mistletoe, I can’t move until you kiss me, bad luck.”

Penelope wiggled in his hold regaining balance, trying to regain space. Despite his tactile nature this was all very new, as in less than five minutes new, as in she could start freaking out at any minute- new. “And if I refuse?” she asked, trying to infuse some levity and calm her twisting stomach.

Luke frowned, brow furrowing and arms tightening around her. “Guess we’re stuck here.” 

Penelope gawked, the flat of her palm working its way between them to smack his chest “What happened to it’s just a sidewalk?!”

Luke made a show of flinching under the hit, but again, was too busy grinning at her to play it off fully “What happened to being romantic?” 

Sighing, her arms looped around his neck, pulling herself up to face level “Alvez, we’ve really gotta work on your definition of romance.” There was a second where she looked at him, and then fingers laced and lips slowly melded, her eyes slipping closed. She felt the strong beat of his heart on her, his warm, firm lips against hers, and the rough scrape of stubble as the kiss became more forceful. She smelled the smokey burn of wood from chimneys and fire pits in the cold air mixing with the earthy leather of his coat. From the east Mele Kalikimaka rang out clashing with Walking in a Winter Wonderland to the west, a Bing Crosby battle between neighbors that was soon drowned out entirely by whoops and hollers. The pair broke apart to see Matt and Derek loudly applauding and whistling, the kids caught up in their parents joy, joining in the celebration, Penelope and Luke each turning beet red attempting to hide in the other. 

Hank, tugging on Derek’s hand, asked, “Daddy, why’s aunty Penelope kissing that guy?”

Derek laughed, stooping down to answer, “Don’t worry about it baby, but tell you what, you can be the first to tell mamma about it when we call her tonight.”

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Let’s Talk About the Simmons Nursery:

I have been hyperfixated on this all day and I legitamately have rewatched every scene of “Saturday” when the nursery is shown. I have screenshots and clips, but I’ll just put all the clips into one video.

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This is a dive into what the fuck the set designers were thinking because this is the most mismatched chaotic room I think we’ve ever seen on the show.

This post is dedicated to 🔪 nonnie.

This WHOLE thing started because of the ugly green dresser, and almost matching lawn chair. Why is there a lawn chair in the nursery? HOWEVER I realized that on top of the green dresser, you can see a matching framed picture of a rabbit. So that makes me think that at some point one of the other 4 kids had a weird green themed room. That’s the only explanation for three objects that are closely matching in color.

Before the room was designated as Rose’s nursery, it was Matt’s office. We learn that when he tells Dave “This used to be my office and now I’m working at the kitchen table rolling this together with scotch tape and bubble gum.” It’s also supported by his degrees hanging on the wall adjacent to the door. That explains the bookcase under the degrees - where Kristy puts the cookies.

They have plenty of storage in this room between 3 endtables, a filing cabinet, a book shelf and the ugliest green dresser. ALSO I would like to ask what is up with end table #2. The yellow one with the horses. Was Kristy a horse girl?

One of the biggest questions regarding the “daddy issues red” crib that Matt accidentally purchased is why would a family who has had 4 kids previously not have kept their old crib. He says “I don’t know what I was thinking, donating our perfectly good crib and spending money on this.” The this being the red crib. If red was an accident, I wonder what color he was going for. Was it to match the beautiful dark brown changing table that they already had?

Another weird thing is they have these matching light blue lamps with a lion/tiger/cheetah on the lampshade. They are very much kid lamps, but they match nothing in the room except for the curtains.

NOW LET’S TALK ABOUT THE CURTAINS! The curtains are lowkey worse than the ugly green dresser BECAUSE I can’t get a clear enough screen shot to see what the hell is the design. There are definitely upside down rainbows and there is some kind of creature doing cartwheels, but the creature is also on all fours. I don’t know it’s weird and lowkey scary. Some thought it was cockroaches. I thought it was a beetle for a minute. Who knows? I even tried reverse image search on Google and got nothing.

Can someone explain what’s up with these paper ball decoration things? Because they match nothing in that room. They don’t even match each other.

Someone threw them a baby shower based on the “HAPPY BABY! KRISTY & MATT” sign above the changing table as well as the pile of gifts in front of and on top of the green dresser.

Lastly there’s a little cubby or bookshelf with an animal headboard thing on it. It’s cute, but again matches nothing else in the room.

There is absolutely no cohesion in this room, but I guess that’s what happens when you’re about to have your fifth kid and everything is absolute chaos. Below I'll exclude all the clips where the nursery is shown.

[mccarthawrites]

Walk of Shame

Relationship: Matt Simmons/OC!Lucy Rivera

Rating: General Audiences

Summary: After their night together, Matt and Lucy turn to their friends for advice.

Author's Note: Gif is made be ME - it's the only time I can think of a shot of Daniel Henney on a bus

Words: 1,705

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Lucy quietly gathered her clothes and quickly got dressed, trying not to wake up Matt. She couldn’t bare awkward small talk. Last night was great, but she really needed to get home. She had work to do. Work she should have done last night that was due in just a few hours. She looked over her shoulder at Matt still asleep in bed and quietly snuck out of the room. She walked to the elevator, making sure she had everything. It would be embarrassing to have to go back now. The elevator opened and she was met with Derek. Great.

“Hey.” He smirked, stepping off the elevator.

“Hi.” She quickly got on the elevator.

“Maybe you can interview me next time I’m in the city.” He teased. She couldn’t make herself look him in the eyes. Keeping her head down, she just quietly nodded, praying for the doors to close. Derek chuckled, walking to Matt’s room. He was tasked with waking up his teammate, who never slept in late, but now he knew why. He knocked on the door of Matt’s room. “Come on, Simmons, we’re gonna be late.” He continued knocking until Matt finally opened the door.

“Shit. I must have slept through my alarm.”

“I don’t blame you. So the condoms came in handy?” Derek asked, laughing.

“Fuck off.”

“You’re welcome. Jack said you’ve got ten minutes to meet us at the bus or you gotta find your own ride to Pittsburgh.” Derek told him.

“I’ll be out there in ten.” Matt nodded.

“I want all the dirty details, alright.”

“You’re not getting any details,” Matt replied, closing the door. Derek chuckled before walking back to the elevator.

Lucy walked into the apartment to find Andi sitting at the kitchen counter, eating a bowl of cereal.

“Good morning.”

“Where were you?” Andi asked, seemingly angry. “I thought you were dead somewhere murdered.”

“I know! I should have texted you, but- I didn’t have a chance to.” Lucy set her laptop bag down on the couch. “I’m sorry.”

“Didn’t have a chance to? Babes, you left yesterday at noon. It’s-” Andi checked her phone. “Six in the morning. That’s what? Eighteen hours? You had eighteen whole hours to let me know you were alive. So please explain to me what kept you for eighteen fucking hours.”

“The interview went a little longer than expected,” Lucy explained. “We didn’t wrap up til around seven. So he offered to buy me dinner. Then I realized I left my phone in his room so we went back to get it and-”

“And?”

“We hooked up,” Lucy told her. Andi’s anger melted away. She grinned.

“Shut up! You had a one-night stand with a guy you barely know? Who are you and what have you done with Lucy?” Andi teased. “Tell me every filthy detail. Was it good? Was he good? I am so proud of you.”

“It was- uh- it was great. Amazing actually.” Lucy smiled.

“Amazing? Tell me more.”

“I don’t know. The man definitely knew what he was doing.”

“Stop being so vague,” Andi whined. “Tell me more. Was he rough? Did he go down on you? Like I want to know everything.”

“A lady doesn’t kiss and tell.”

“A lady also doesn’t fuck a guy she’s known for less than twenty-four hours.” Andi shot back. “That is whore behavior, therefore you are allowed and encouraged to kiss and tell. So tell!” Lucy sighed.

“He was- gentle. Very vocal.” Lucy couldn’t help but smile. “He didn’t go down on me, but-”

“But?”

“I came thrice.”

“Three fucking times? Are you kidding me? Like actually- no faking it?”

“No faking. He was- amazing. Like I said.” Lucy laughed.

“So he’s vocal and made you come three times. I’m jealous. Are you going to text him? Call him?” Andi asked.

“It was a one-night stand. I’m sure he doesn’t want to hear from me until the article goes live.” Lucy explain. “Which is fine.”

“Goddamn. Good for you. I am so proud of you.”

“Thank you. Now I am going to take a much-needed shower and write this article. Then I think I’ll sleep for the next forty-eight hours.” Lucy walked to the bathroom. Andi scoffed. She couldn’t believe it, but she was happy for Lucy.

Matt sat on the bus, watching the landscape pass by. He held his phone in his hand. Unable to get Lucy out of his head. Debating if he should call or text her. Derek sat next to him.

“So spill. Tell me about her.” Derek wore the cheesiest smile.

“Tell you about who?” Matt asked, playing dumb.

“Tell me about the reporter! I saw her sneaking out of your room this morning.” Derek chuckled. “So tell me about her.”

“First of all, she is a journalist. And I’m not telling you anything.” Matt replied. He was never one for locker room talk.

“Come on. You owe me.”

“I owe you?” Matt looked at him in disbelief. “You embarrassed me in front of her. That dumb little prank-” Matt scoffed, shaking his head.

“I didn’t embarrass you that badly if she spent the night. You’re welcome by the way. Come on. Give me anything. Any detail and I’ll leave you alone.”

“No. That’s not fair to her.” Matt’s response made Derek groan. “Should I call her?”

“What? No. What for? Why the hell would you call her?” Derek asked.

“I want to see her again.”

“For what? You hit, you quit. Now you go on with your life to the next one. If you call you’ll seem desperate.” Derek told him. Matt sighed. “See, this is why you scare women away. You come on too strong and it freaks them out. You’re too interested.”

“That doesn’t make sense. Wouldn’t they want a guy who is interested?” Matt asked, regretting asking Derek for any advice.

“Nah, man. They like the chase.” Derek smiled. “You gotta seem like you don’t want them and they’ll come crawling to you.”

“I don’t want to play games.”

“Which is why you have no game.”

“Thanks for the advice, Derek, but I’m not here for stupid games. I don’t want someone to hook up with I’m-”

“‘I’m looking for someone to spend my life with’.” Derek mocked him. “And yet you live alone with your dog, right?’

“You live alone too.”

“But I am a bachelor. You- you’re just sad. I’ve got a bachelor pad. You bought a house you want to start your family in. It’s weird. Trust me. Calling her will be the worst decision.”

“Fine. I won’t call her.”

“Don’t text her either.”

“So there is no way she’ll know I would like to see her again.”

“For what? Why would you like to see her again? She lives in New York. You live in Michigan. You would not survive a long-distance relationship. It wouldn’t work. You need to find someone closer to home.” Derek told her.

“Yeah. Sure. Maybe you’re right.” Matt admitted his defeat.

“Good. But I am proud of you.” Derek slapped his back before moving somewhere else in the bus. Matt sighed. Maybe Derek was right, but he didn’t care. He was going to text Lucy. If she doesn’t respond, he’ll know Derek was right.

Andi lay in bed, endlessly scrolling through Instagram when she heard the quick panicked knocking on her door.

“Please, I need you, And.” Lucy’s voice came from the other side of the door, her tone matching her panicked knocking.

“Come in. Is everything okay?” Andi asked, sitting up. Lucy opened the door and walked in.

“He texted me.”

“Who?”

“Matt. The hot pitcher I slept with last night.” Lucy sat on the edge of the bed. “He- he wants to see me again and I don’t know how to respond.

“Let me see what he sent.” Andi reached for Lucy’s phone.

Matt: Hey, I had a good time. Maybe there could be a follow up interview in the future.

“He wants another interview, which I don’t mind,” Lucy explained, taking her phone back.

“Another interview? No. He wants to hook up again.” Andi told her.

“He literally says-”

“Babes, he’s being subtle. Man can’t come out and say ‘I’d like to fuck you again’. Though that would be hot.”

“So what do I say back?” Lucy asked.

“Uh- tell him you’d like to interview him again next time he’s in the city.” Andi shrugged.

Lucy: Yeah. I’d love to interview you again. Of course, if you’re available.

Matt: I’ll make myself available for you.

“He texted back immediately.” Lucy looked at Andi, who was smiling. “What?”

“You must have a magical vagina to have him texting back so fast.” Andi laughed. “I am proud of you.”

“Shut up! What do I say back? Hold on, he’s typing!”

“A double text? Good for you.” Andi teased.

Matt: Maybe we can grab pizza again. And maybe you can leave your phone back at the hotel again.

“Oh, my God.” Lucy looked at Andi. “You’re right. He wants to hook up again.”

“I told you. Let me see what he said.” Andi grabbed Lucy’s phone, smirking as she read the text. “Okay. So tell him to hit you up next time he’s in the city.”

Lucy: Sounds great! So next time you’re in the city let me know and we’ll get pizza. 😊

“Is it dumb to send an emoji?” Lucy asked.

“Don’t send him an emoji.”

“But-”

“Do not send him an emoji, Lucille.”

“But I feel like the text needs it.”

“What are you? Fifteen? You are a grown-ass woman. You don’t send emojis to a man you’re fucking.” Andi was adamant.

“I’m sending the emoji.”

“Don’t!” Before Andi could continue her protests, Lucy showed her her phone. “What even is that?” Lucy tried her best to reenact the emoji. “If he doesn’t text you back, that’s not my fault. That’s on you.”

“Wait. Do you think it’s that bad?”

“I don’t know. You’re on your own, babes. Now, you know I love you, but please get out of my room. And good luck with the rest of your sex adventures with the hot pitcher.”

“Thanks for the help, babes.” Lucy pat Andi’s knee before leaving the room.

[fancoloredglasses]

Red vs. Blue (so...why ARE we here?)

(Thanks to TheRedBase)

[All images are owned by Rooster Teeth Productions. Please don’t sue me]

Now, those who are fans will complain that Red vs. Blue (or RvB) is still airing new episodes, so I shouldn’t be reviewing it. However, I have two arguments to that:

1. This wouldn’t be the first time I’ve reviewed something still current.

(b) Rooster Teeth is no longer airing new episodes of RvB. They’re airing episodes of spin-off series.

First, a bit of back story...

The company that would eventually be known as Rooster Teeth was founded by Michael “Burnie” Burns and Matt Hullum. Back then, it was known as Drunk Gamers, and they would review video games after having more than a few drinks. Naturally, most video game companies didn’t want to give them games to review with a name like that (not to mention most banks didn’t want to lend money to a company based on the consumption of several adult beverages), so they changed the name to Rooster Teeth (which was a work-safe parallel to “cock bite”)

About this time, Bungie had created a first-person shooter franchise for the X-Box known as Halo (maybe you’ve heard of it?) While the first game was critically acclaimed, it was the second game that ties in to our story. One feature in Halo 2 was a multiplayer arena. While this sort of thing is commonplace now, it was still fairly new at the time. It was possible to link several X-Boxes together and play with each player on their own screen so other players couldn’t “peek” at where their opponents were since they were all sharing a screen (granted having all those X-Boxes and all those TVs was expensive, but STILL...)

Burns and Hullum (and their friends that were hired, including Gustavo “Gus” Sorola, and Geoff Ramsey) took advantage of this and, with Bungie’s blessing, jumped on a new sort of “filmmaking” this new technology made possible: machinema (making films in multiplayer games, usually with one player dedicated as the “cameraman”)

That’s why the first couple of seasons have that circle in the center of the shot; that’s the targeting area for the cameraman’s weapon.

Anyway, RvB told the tale of a civil war between two sides: the Red Army and the Blue Army, or at least one battlefield in the war: a box canyon on an unpopulated world known as Blood Gulch. (well, that’s how it started anyway) Why is a box canyon have such strategic importance? They never say.

[I would like to note that, since this is a video game, all of the characters look exactly the same except for the color of their armor. The only way to tell who’s actually speaking was for the “actor” controlling the character to quickly look up and down so the character bobbed their head.]

Now, let’s meet our total fucking idiots brave warriors, starting with Red Team.

Red team is led by Sarge (full name, Sgt. Sarge. If ever there was anyone born to do his job...) Sarge is totally gung-ho about the military life and is all for taking down “those no good dirty Blues!” Too bad he has no clue how to do his job, often rejecting common sense plans that would likely work in favor of the most recklessly violent plan he can come up with.

Sarge’s second-in-command is Pvt. Dick Simmons. Simmons is the closest thing Blood Gulch has to an IT guy and is a total suck-up to Sarge.

Pvt. Dexter Grif is the low man in the unit and is often the recipient of abuse from Sarge (most of Sarge’s plans involve Grif being horribly wounded, if not killed) Part of that may stem from Grif being the laziest soldier ever and likely at least 50 pounds overweight.

Finally, we have Lopez the Heavy, an android who serves as the mechanic for the Team, and is likely the smartest being in the canyon. Due to a malfunction, he can only speak Spanish.

Now let’s go to Blue Team...

The leader of the Blues (mainly due to being the loudest) is Pvt. Leonard L. Church. He’s about as clueless as the rest, but has the biggest potty mouth of the bunch.

The other member of Blue Team (wait, there are only two blues to Red Team’s four? Why the hell hasn’t Sarge ordered a full frontal assault (with Grif in front, naturally)? I mean...sure Grif might die, but I’m sure that’s a risk Sarge is willing to take!) is Pvt. Lavernius Tucker. Tucker fancies himself a ladies man, never missing an opportunity to lay down some innuendo. (bow chicka bow wow)

Early on, both sides got some new additions...

The Reds got a recruit named Pvt. Franklin Delano Donut. Yes, he has pink (or as he calls it “lightish red”) armor. I’m pretty sure he’s not actually gay, but he’s very effeminate and makes a lot of accidental homoerotic double entendres.

Meanwhile, the Blues got a tank (with an AI named Sheila) as well as a new recruit.

Pvt. Michael J. Caboose (played by Joel Hayman) is...well, he’s a complete fucking idiot (even compared to the rest; there is no way to sugar-coat it) who is convinced Church is his Bestest Friend In The Whole Wide Universe. What’s more, he’s a danger to anyone on his side (especially Church)

(Thanks to ChaosAsakura)

As a result of Caboose’s little “accident”...

...Church came back as a ghost and...

...Blue Command sent a mercenary named Tex (AKA Agent Texas AKA Allison (no last name given)), who is Church’s ex. She also has an evil AI in her armor that eventually gets loose.

...and all of that is just season one!

Now, around Season 3, Halo 3 was released, so...

The gang got an upgrade (and continue to get them with every new game)!

Now, there are 4 “eras” of RvB

Season 1-5 are known as The Blood Gulch Chronicles, and center almost exclusively in Blood Gulch (with a quick stop in a different map to explain the upgrades)

Seasons 6-10 are known as Project Freelancer, which gives a bit of backstory on the Reds and Blues, as well as Tex’s origin, and introduces members of an elite (and defunct) unit known as Project Freelancer: Carolina and Washington (or “Wash” to his friends). This also marks when Rooster Teeth started using motion capture technology to enhance the action sequences for the series instead of using machinema exclusively.

Seasons 11-13 are known as The Chorus Trilogy, which sees the Reds and Blues drawn into another civil war.

Seasons 15-17 are known as The Shisno Trilogy, which involves the Reds and Blues traveling to their past.

Season 18 was its own storyline, while season 14 was a series of “alternate reality” shorts (including an episode where the Red and Blues end in the Rooster Teeth offices). Following Season 18, Burnie Burns left Rooster Teeth to pursue other projects and Joel Hayman was fired due to making some inappropriate tweets (which violated company policy) in 2020.

So, with the actor playing Tucker the only Blue still with the company, I guess the Reds won...?

But this isn’t the end of Red vs. Blue, as there was a spin-off series with an all-new crew, as well as occasional “PSAs” from the remains of the original cast.

(Thanks to Rooster Teeth)

In addition, Rooster Teeth recently announced the final season (with Burnie Burns returning) this fall.

I should note that every episode is under 10 minutes long and, once a “season” is finished, Rooster Teeth splices them together into a continuous film and releases it on DVD. The DVD’s extras (starting with season 2) give a highlight reel of the story thus far.

The one on Season 5′s DVD sums up the Blood Gulch Chronicles rather well...

(Thanks to SystemFreaKk13)

If you would like to watch the series, it’s available on Rooster Teeth’s website, as well as YouTube.

At this point, I normally would be fishing for requests for episode reviews, but given how the series is laid out, that’s not exactly possible.

[call-me-little-sunshine84]

Masterlist

Last updated: 9/26/24

All works are 18+, f/m, smutty one-shots

Stranger Things - Jim "Chief" Hopper

Taking Control

The Getaway

Behind Closed Doors

Coming Home

Saturdays

Between Us

A Little Patience

The Last of Us - Joel Miller

Another Round

Attention

Knifepoint

Moon Knight (tv) - Steven Grant

Sick Day

Black Widow (movie) - Alexei Shostakov (David Harbour)

Seeing Red

Triple Frontier - Santiago 'Pope' Garcia

Heat Wave

Criminal Minds - Matt Simmons

Slow Heat

Succession - Kendall Roy

Blurred Lines pt 1

Blurred Lines pt 2

Speak No Evil (2024) - Patrick "Paddy" Feld

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masterlist

🥰 animanga requests open 🥰

🥰 other requests closed unless mutuals 🥰

😶 = gender neutral | 💐 = female | 🌸  = oc

❤️ = blurs/drabbles | 💞 = coming soon | 💕 = fanfiction | ❣️ = one-shot | 💘 = original fiction | 💟 = series

🤗  = g | 🤔  = pg - 13 | 🤫  = r - 18

celebrities/influences

evans, chris

a phone pal // ONE |  ❣️ 💐 🤗

a fair miracle // ONE |  ❣️ 💐 🤫

go out with me // ONE |  ❣️ 💐 🤫

hardy, ben

mission: failed // ONE |  ❣️ 💐 🤗

i’ll always be here // ONE |  ❣️ 💐 🤔

never can say goodbye // ONE | ❣️ 💐🤗

holland, tom

a selection of princesses // ONE |  ❣️ 💐 🤗

toss & turn // ONE |  ❣️ 💐 🤔

first kisses never die // ONE |   ❣️ 💐 🤗

turn back time // ONE |  ❣️ 💐 🤗

all about stanley // ONE |  ❣️ 💐 🤗

come fly with me // ONE |  ❣️ 💐 🤗

we’re not kidding around // ONE |  ❣️ 💐 🤗

holland, tom & stan, sebastian

perspectives // ONE ; TWO ; THREE |  💟 💐 🤗

hood, callum

mine & mine alone // ONE |  ❣️ 💐 🤗

moseley, william

home // ONE | ❣️ 💐 🤔

fairytales & happily ever afters // ONE |  ❣️ 💐 🤗

stan, sebastian

tired // ONE |  ❤️ 💐 🤗

aftermaths // ONE |  ❣️ 💐 🤔

smol & small // ONE |  ❣️ 💐 🤔

little lady bird // ONE |  ❣️ 💐 🤗

help me, i’m melting // ONE |  ❣️ 💐 🤔

memories & insecurities // ONE |  ❣️ 💐 🤔

sneak a peek // ONE |  ❣️ 💐 🤫

fiction

(500) days of summer

hansen, tom

(infinity) days of snow // ONE  ; TWO |  💟 🌸 🤔

criminal minds

reid, spencer

i don’t like fishes but i do like you // ONE |  ❤️ 😶 🤗

simmons, matt

pastry goods // ONE | ❣️💐 🤗

mashed potatoes // ONE  | ❣️💐 🤔

magical music // ONE  | ❣️💐 🤗

the faces of you // ONE  | ❣️💐 🤗

a long and hard day // ONE  | ❣️💐 🤫

take me home // ONE  | ❣️💐 🤗

i’m literally going to die // ONE  | ❣️ 💐 🤗

i tried // ONE  | ❣️💐 🤔

can we talk // ONE  | ❣️💐 🤔

i did // ONE  | ❣️💐 🤔

missing the mistletoe // ONE | ❣️💐 🤗

harry potter

weasley, fred

what a sweetheart // ONE | ❤️ 😶 🤗

wood, oliver

of quidditch & basketball // ONE |  ❤️ 😶 🤗

inception

arthur x ariadne

hey i just met you // ONE |  ❤️💕🤗

twenty steps // ONE ; TWO ; THREE ; FOUR ; FIVE ; SIX ; SEVEN ; EIGHT ; NINE ; TEN ; ELEVEN ; TWELVE ; THIRTEEN ; FOURTEEN ; FIFTEEN ; SIXTEEN ; SEVENTEEN ; EIGHTEEN ; NINETEEN ; TWENTY | 💕💟 🤫

daddy insecurities // ONE | 💕❣️🤔

the spreading virus // ONE | 💕❣️🤗

law & order: special victims unit

carisi, sonny jr.

patience is a virtue // ONE | ❣️💐 🤫

they wouldn’t know // ONE | ❣️💐 🤗

two birds, one stone // ONE | ❣️💐 🤗

fluttering // ONE | ❣️💐 🤗

yourself  // ONE | ❣️💐 🤗

vulnerable // ONE | ❣️ 💐 🤗

marvel cinematic universe

parker, peter

no more kisses // ONE  | ❣️💐 🤗

gee, thanks, karen // ONE  | ❣️💐 🤗

stark, tony

falling // ONE | ❣️💐 🤗

the chronicles of narnia

caspian x

tomorrow // - ONE  | ❣️💐 🤗

a soldier of my heart // ONE  |  ❣️💐 🤗

pevensie, peter

wandering souls // ONE |  💟 💐 🤔

on a walk // ONE | ❣️💕🌸 🤗

breakfast // ONE | ❣️💕🌸 🤗

old endings, new beginnings // ONE ; TWO ; THREE ; FOUR  ; FIVE ; SIX ; SEVEN ; EIGHT ; NINE ; TEN |  💟💕🌸 🤔

obviously, break the rules // ONE |  💟💕🌸 🤗

original fiction

about pepper // ONE |  ❣️💘🌸 🤗

friends with benefits // ONE |  ❣️💘🌸 🤗

understanding // ONE |  ❣️💘🌸 🤗

marriage // ONE |  ❣️💘🌸 🤗

starting anew // ONE |  ❣️ 💘🌸 🤗

twilight

black, jacob

lucky number // ONE |  ❣️💐 🤗

coming soon

100 themes |  💞

alphabet soup |  💞

meet cute |  💞

give me a number

all

animanga

digimon adventure written works (all)

digimon secret santa

(2021) the four times takeru takaishi confessed his feelings (and the one time he did not) [takeru x hikari] • AO3

(2022) sincerity at its finest [jyou x iori platonic]

(2023) the gift of communication [wallace focused]

events/compilations

2022: mimato year • it’s just like in the movies •

2023: 100 themes [1 - taoira // 2 - ] • alphabet soup [a - mimato // b - ]

multichapter

the surviving crowns [yamato x mimi, takeru x hikari, taichi x sora]

oneshots

you can’t always protect yourself [taichi x sora]

stalker [yamato x mimi]

that’s not a pure word [yamato x mimi]

drabbles

reincarnation au [yamato x mimi]

group project turned chaos [slight taichi x sora, slight yamato x mimi, slight takeru x hikari]

the hunger games au [takeru x hikari]

headcanons

taichi x sora [ i  • ]

yamato x mimi [ i  • ]

takeru x hikari [ i  • ]

*last updated: 02-04-2024

characters (adventure/zero two/2020): taichi, yamato, sora, koushiro, mimi, jyou, takeru, hikari, daisuke, miyako, iori, ken

characters (digimon partners; adventure/zero two/2020): agumon, gabumon, piyomon, tentomon, palmon, gomamon, patamon, tailmon, v-mon, hawkmon, armadimon, wormmon

ships (adventure/zero two/2020): taichi/yamato, taichi/sora, yamato/mimi, jyou/mimi, takeru/hikari, ken/hikari

characters (tamers): takato, ruki, jianliang, juri, kazu, kenta, shiuchon, ryo

characters (digimon partners; tamers): guilmon, renamon, terriermon, leomon, guardramon, marineangemon, lopmon, cyberdramon

ships (tamers): jianliang/ruki, ryo/shiuchon

characters (frontier): takuya, koji, izumi, junpei, tomoki, koichi

ships (frontier): koji/izumi

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Gift Exchange

"So remind me again what the MO of this guy is." He asked from the back seat of the SUV he was currently travelling in. In the front, driving, was SSA Matt Simmons, and sitting shot gun was SSA Luke Alvez. He was fresh out of college, and at just 25 years old had been brought in to the BAU as a support technical analyst and communications liaison to help Penelope who was currently at home resting. She'd gotten pregnant and pretty early on in the pregnancy it was determined that it was a high risk pregnancy so she'd been confined to bed rest. So she helped out when she could at home, and he'd been brought in to supplement what she couldn't do.

He was pretty sure she didn't have to go out in the field much though.

He couldn't complain much, though. Right after he'd joined up he'd gone out to a local bar with everyone and by closing time it was just he, Luke and Matt and they'd stayed until they got kicked out.

After that things…progressed and somehow he'd found himself in the early stages of a relationship with the two men. If by early stages you meant staying over at someone's house every night, babysitting Matt's kids he had with his ex, grabbing Roxy from the dog sitter when Luke was running late and…

sex. Lots of sex.

He cleared his throat to keep from thinking about that too much.

"Racism." Luke said, glancing back at him, a smirk on his face like could read his thoughts.

Matt scoffed and glanced over at him. "It's not that cut and dry…"

"How?" Luke asked. "All of his victims have worn either hijabs, tudungs, esarps, or saris. And most of them had on saris."

"Ok. It was racism." Matt said. "He's either xenophobic, or it's a crime of passion."

"You think it's a crime of passion?" Luke asked.

"I think it's a possibility." Matt said. "I think maybe he has an ex that either cheated on him or did him wrong in some way and she wore a headdress of some sort and now he has a hatred for women who wear them as well."

"And he…choked them to death." He said, looking over the file on his laptop. "No finger prints?"

"No, he conveniently used the fabric to hide the prints." Luke sighed. "Not even a partial slip or anything."

"He also did it in alleyways." Matt said. "Every single time. So there was no eye witnesses. Everyone at the places we've gone to ask around, no one's ever reported anyone acting suspicious, although they remember the women very well."

"It's the south." He mumbled. "I can't imagine you get a lot of people wearing hijabs in a place like this."

"You got that right." Luke said. "Although there are 31 mosques in the state as a whole."

He whistled under his breath. "Wow. That's about 31 more than I imagined."

They pulled into one of said mosques, WD Mohammed Center, and he nodded when Luke told him to stay put and they'd be right back. He turned back to his laptop as a few new things from Penelope popped up and he absently rolled down his window, letting in the cool fall air to cool him off (he tended to run warm). It was currently 50 degrees outside and it felt really good on his skin.

If Prentiss ever found out what happened next, he had a feeling she'd give him a disappointed look and he was pretty sure he'd never hear the last of it from Tara and JJ, but someone managed to sneak up on him. He was replying to a message Penelope sent him when he felt a gun press to the side of his neck.

"Why are ya'll following me?" A gruff voice asked.

"Because you've killed 15 women so far." He blurted out. He heard a voice in his head telling him to shut up and it sounded a lot like a mix of Luke and Matt.

"They ain't shit!" The man roared and he shivered a bit, feeling his heart slamming in his chest. "You don't wear that type of shit here! This is the goddamn United States of America. Home of the free…"

"Built by immigrants." He said, and then cringed. Before he could regret what he said too much, he felt the guy reach in with a huge, meaty arm, starting to drag him from the car through the window. He barely had time to undo his seatbelt before he was dragged out, pulled away from the SUV. He saw Luke and Matt coming out of the mosque and, despite knowing the guy had a gun, he took a chance. "HELP!" He winced when he got whacked across the temple and he saw stars, stumbling along as the guy dragged him off.

He was vaguely aware of Matt and Luke yelling, but he couldn't focus on much beyond trying not to fall as he was dragged off. The guy who'd grabbed him smelled like strong (cheap) cologne, sweat and tobacco and he was trying not to gag and puke as he inhaled it, along with trying to wiggle his hands between the arm holding onto him and his chest so he could breathe.

He felt completely useless, trying to calm himself enough to think rationally. He was a BAU agent for God's sake, he couldn't be someone's victim. Managing to wiggle his hands between his body and the guy's arm, he gave a firm shove and whirled around, whacking the guy as hard as he could with his forearm. Unfortunately, the guy was just barely stunned and managed to shove him, sending him rolling down a steep embankment.

Hearing Matt and Luke shout his name, he heard a gunshot a few seconds later, but before he could wonder who had been shot, his head hit a protruding rock and he blacked out.

Sometime later he woke up, hearing the beep of medical equipment, letting him know where he was. The second thing he realized was that he had a splitting headache, making him groan.

"Hey now, it's ok." He felt a hand squeeze his and he managed to open his eyes enough to see Matt sitting there, smiling gently at him. He'd changed out of his work clothes into a tanish green short sleeved henley and a pair of dark wash jeans. "You have a concussion, you split your head open pretty bad and you broke your wrist."

"Damn." He croaked out, watching as Matt reached over to pour you a glass of water. "I don't know that I'm going to be any good to Penelope with a fucked wrist."

"Don't worry about that, we'll deal with it later." Matt gently raised his bed enough for you to sip at the water. "How do you feel?"

"Like I have a concussion and split my head open." He said honestly.

"Yeah, you're on concussion protocol for a while." He said.

He groaned. "Please tell me I don't have to stay here until…"

"A little over a week." Matt confirmed, making you groan. "It's protocol, they recommend waiting 10 days before you get on a plane."

"This sucks." He sighed, wincing when it just made his head feel worse.

"Well there's some good news." Matt said, squeezing his hand.

"What?" He asked.

Luke came in then with what you affectionately called his b-boy style, a brown button up half unbuttoned, baggy pants and pristine white sneakers. He was carrying several heavy looking duffle bags. When he saw that he was awake, he plopped them down and came over to the bed.

"Mi querido." He sighed out, leaning over the bed. He kissed his cheek gently and then just leaned into him for a second. "You worried the shit out of us."

"Sorry." He said, flushing.

"I'm just glad you're ok." Luke rubbed his arm. He looked over at Matt. "Garcia got us an AirB&B, JJ went and checked it out, not that she had to, Garcia's not going to put us up in a shithole, she says it's legit. She and Prentiss are going to stock it with food for us before they had back to DC."

"Are they mad at me?" He asked.

Luke looked at him weirdly. "Why exactly would anyone be mad at you?"

"I let the guy pull me out of the car…" He stared.

"You were looking at your laptop." Matt said.

"Exactly, I should've been paying attention." He said.

"Stop." Luke said, gently squeezing his arm. "No one is mad. In fact, JJ told me to tell you that she's going to bring you so many desserts from Pandaderia…"

"Alfajor?" His asked, purposely fucking up the pronunciation.

Luke winced. "Alfa…you shithead."

He grinned cheekily up at him.

"You scared me today." Luke said. "Hell, you scared both of us."

"You did, but we're glad you're ok." Matt stood and leaned on your other side.

"Does this mean you're going to chuck me into more self-defense classes and shooting range time?" He asked.

Luke smirked. "Us? No. Prentiss however…"

He groaned and rolled his eyes. "I had a feeling. Damn."

"If it makes you feel better, Morgan will be over your range time." Luke grinned.

He gave him a sassy look. "That does not make me feel better at all. He's a slave driver. Not even that, he stands beside you and boasts about himself while you desperately picture his face on the target and try and get him right between the eyes…"

Both Matt and Luke burst out laughing and quite frankly it killed your head, but you were just glad your two guys were doing ok then. After Matt leaned down to kiss you and then said he was going to get some dinner so you didn't have to eat hospital food, you closed your eyes, deciding to doze for a little while while you waited to get discharged, wondering just how quickly the next 10 days would go.

[blog-of-a-multitude-of-fandoms]

Daughter- Matthew Simmons (1)

Pairing: Matthew Simmons x Reader

Characters: Matthew Simmons, Emily Prentiss, Jennifer Jareau, Spencer Reid, David Rossi, Luke Alvez, Penelope Garcia, Tara Lewis

Warnings: N/A

Request: Wattpad- Hi can you do a Matt Simmons one where the reader was his girlfriend they brokeup she had his baby after the break-up and meet after few years about a case and finds out about the kid they'll confront each other

Word Count: 487

Author: Charlotte

Garcia led the way to the briefing room, everyone else following to learn of their new case. No case was ever pleasant, but no one was ready for what was about to unfold on the screen. Everyone surrounded the round table with the brightly dressed woman stood before them.

“It may be one of our least gruesome cases, but it is one of the saddest,” Garcia stated clicking the remote for a picture of a woman to appear on the screen.

“Two months ago, in the small town of Leeside, North Dakota, Lauren Mavers was attacked in her home. She was found tied to her bed with what appears to be her own stockings, wearing only her underwear. She said she was choked by her boyfriend until she passed out. She was found by the police whom were called to her address by an anonymous caller,” Garcia explained.

“This doesn’t seem like much of a crime,” Rossi stated.

The others nodded.

“An annoyed lover left her when something went awry,” JJ added.

Garcia solemnly shook her head as she added a picture of a toddler to the screen.

“Meet Emilia Mavers. Daughter of Lauren Mavers. When Lauren came to, Emilia was nowhere to be found. Emilia turned two a week before she went missing,” Garcia said.

Emily had a grim expression on her face. “I don’t mean to be pessimistic but isn’t it unlikely Emilia is still alive.”

“No body has been found,” Garcia stated. “And there’s more.”

Emily gestured for her to continue.

“Last month also in Leeside, Faith Poole was found tied up in her underwear having been choked. Her daughter Zoey was missing from the scene.”

“The same perpetrator?” Luke asked.

“Lauren’s boyfriend Nathan Barrows has gone missing, whilst Faith’s boyfriend Ryan Daniels’ whereabouts are unknown. Do you see anything similar?”

Garcia put up two drivers’ licences on the screen. The pictures of the two men were identical.

“Do you know his real name?” Matt asked.

“Currently no. Nathan Barrows and Ryan Daniels do not exist so without anymore information, we are only aware of alias’.”

Spencer looked at the photos on the screen before turning his attention back to his colleague.

“Why did the Leeside police wait this long to call us in?” He asked.

“With the first two victims, they tried to place blame on the fathers. Both are clear. Emilia’s father John Kleen was in Ohio working when she went missing. And Zoey’s father is deceased.”

“First two?” Tara asked. “Has there been a third?”

Garcia nodded.

“Last night Y/N Y/L/N was found in her flat tied and choked like the other two. Her daughter Anna was gone. Anna turns two in a week.”

Matt’s face dropped as he slid his chair back and paused. He recognised the third victim, he knew her, but he certainly didn’t know she had a child.

“Are you okay?” Luke asked.

“We need to go.”