#also yeah the serial killer was for alex lmao

[celestialvexation-arch]

Idk if you're still talking about Alex Kiss-My-Asster, but tbh I've never been a huge fan of him in the first place. It isn't just because of the tweets he made that I've disagreed with, though.

This may just be a personal gripe to me, but in TMC, Alex uses actual police sketches in the series. There's only two that I'm actually aware of: the first, more obvious one is Derrick Todd Lee, with his police sketch used as a jumpscare in Volume 1. Lee had been arrested for stalking before the murder charges of seven women were made against him.

The second one is a bit trickier to find, and I couldn't find the name of the guy, but the initial Intruder pic was also a police sketch. An article made in 2007 (a thread of the evidence plus OG Reddit post where I found this info: https: //twitter. com/SociableBarely/status/1533958333157191680?lang=en) was made about a man in Kirkwood, Missouri. His crimes were less severe than Lee (this guy just breaking-and-entering, hitting the woman who owned the home, and stealing some of her more expensive stuff) but the fact is that Alex still used a criminal's sketch in his horror series.

Compared to his actions that's been revealed recently, I know using actual police sketches probably isn't a huge deal. Still, despite it being 2 years ago at this point, the fact Alex still used two criminals, with one being a serial killer, as appearances for his characters in TMC irks me a ton.

Wanted to go ahead and share this with you since this topic's been relevant on this blog recently lmao. Sorry if I'm being a bother!!

no, no, you're good! i'm all for shitting on alex since he deserves it lmao

yeah, a lot of people went on him for doing this since while it's kinda edgy to put real life tragedies and people as material or appearances for your content, it's still kinda oof when one of the sketches used was of an actual rapist and murderer -- he could have just did the whole thispersondoesnotexist thing

he was just turning 18, i believe, so many people gave him the benefit of the doubt when he decided to go to artists for that once he's gotten enough money

[albatris]

I love quinn to death. bastard is really just like "I'm so careful and intelligent, ohohoho look at me, I only make smart safe choices, every risk I take is meticulously calculated, I'm a mastermind, I'm unstoppable" with 100% sincerity

and like yeah ok quinn is calculating and intelligent I guess but in terms of making good safe choices and calculated risks quinn is the fucking WORST

putting aside the fact that quinn is a blatant thrillseeker who only feels alive in varying degrees of mortal peril, quinn makes objectively stupid idiot decisions all the fucking time. quinn is faced with a problem and immediately hops to the most dangerous buckwild solution with zero regard for their own safety or the feelings of those around them

and then later will be like :) I calculated that risk :) why do you look so worried alex :) I OBVIOUSLY knew what I was doing :)

not even maliciously!!! like!! quinn has full faith in their own abilities!! quinn has no idea they're kind of a fucking dumbass

idk. devise a plan that involves kissing your deranged starving vampire boyfriend to make him flip out and lose control. kidnap some guy. chop his fingers off. confront people with no backup. bully a giant vampire hivemind into doing what you want with dynamite and bluffing and threats of mass murder. attempt to outsmart a fucking serial killer then drag them to some ominous fucking island as a snack for a vampire you are only like 13% sure won't eat you too. get stabbed in the neck. get garbled out and pilot your friends' bodies. loudly declare that backup plans are for losers who lack confidence and it's an insult to suggest you'll need one with how flawless and meticulous your initial plan is. fuck it. you're quinn cooper and death can't touch you

[dezmondmyles]

hey its me here to blab about the protocreed altalex au that ive been floating around for a while now and idk im gonna write it eventually (maybe once my other fic is done oof) and heres what i got so far

-Alex and Altair living and working in a vague modern day NYC

-Alex still works at Gentek but the virus isn’t a thing here

-Altair is an Assassin still from the Leviathan branch. The Assassins are just a lot more lowkey and kinda divided here. It’s whatever.

-They meet during a private event where Altair is doing “personal security” for a client. He and Alex end up chit chatting. Somehow phone numbers are exchanged idk??

-Either they, they make it obvious they find the other attractice and start going out. Very casually at first, sparse dates here and there because of Alex’s busy work schedule.

-Alex is Much Less™️ of an Asshole here. More on the insufferable genius side who’s a little too confident for his own good. Altair is also p subdued here. Just don’t let get too cocky over something.

-Alex starts to suspect right away that Altair is maybe a serial killer because of how off he acts sometimes, and his weird job that he cant talk about, and the “possible but totally not but maybe a nurder cult” that he was raised in. Alex is still pretty paranoid here too. Altair is later amazed how semi-correct he is.

-Alex drives an electric motorbike around the city. The only excuse I have to explain his iconic jacket lmfao. They go on rides together a lot.

-Lots of moments “so what are we?” and “so do you even like me? :(“ from Altair in the middle of post-sex cuddling. Alex is never sure what to tell him except he’s kind of a dummy lmao.

-Altair lives in a decent, small apartment in/around Queens. It’s not shitty or anything, but he has next to nothing in it. Ratty secondhand couch, a small table with two chairs that don’t match. No decorations or anything on the wall. Alex constantly teases Altair for living in a cave, and slowly starts to do some minor decorating when Altair isn’t looking. Altair doesn’t really care

-And yet, Alex has the gall to have a very nice apartment in Manhattan… And also have it spareslu furnished. All brand new stuff that is barely used or still in the box it came in. He’s never really home to enjoy having any of it. He fully encourages Altair to come over and make it more “homey” if he chooses.

-Mailk (yeah he thereish too) constantly berating Altair for “dating a rich white guy” and not like, taking full advantage of that. Altair doesn’t find that to be really important but also he feels awkward about asking Alex for anything but also Malik dude come on alsksndbsndbf

-Dana is also here, and thinks it’s HILARIOUS that Alex found himself a bf thats more awkward and weird than he is. Alex is extremely defensive about it. Altair thinks Dana is just… Nice lol.

-Months go by as Alex and Altair bond and grow closer and juat kinda figure each other out. Are they falling in love?? Are they meant to keept things casual? How much longer will this last? Is Altair a serial killer?

-I guess we’ll find out 👁

[interestsofabookwormbitch]

Season 1 Episode 9

Next episode! School is waiting. Don't worry I'm coming up with stuff in my mind as I watch so I'm technically working.

So question, why is it Isobel and Max are connected but not Michael? Do we get an answer?

Oh, he's reading to her. They're trying their best all three of them are doing what they can for her.

Noah needs to calm down. And also we definitely need to tell him, cause if we don't he's gonna raise a lot of issues.

Ok we're back with the tension! I missed it. Really really hope they can get back together soon. Also, as soon as Michael mentioned ending with bid I knew some how with 100% certainty "ends with a whimper" was coming. That being said, why can't they just be together? Like I get Max and Liz have their, but what's stopping Michael and Alex other then stubbornness? Not that I'm really complaining. I love tension and build up... but I also will be complaining the whole time, cause I love complaining more.

He looked so sad😟

Aujdjd how is the symbol there? Yes, please go to that. I'm too curious not to.

Ok, I get the nerves. I'm wondering if they'll get Isobel back before Noah goes to the press or not though. Things could get messy

Hehehe that was a better cover up than anything else anyone's come up with thus far, so props to Kyle. Lmao. He's really grown on me since the beginning imma be honest. I used be really worried and hesitant with him, but he's great now.

Lmao. No way they all end up at the same place. Of course they do.🙄 pfff.

Ok, I am so glad Jenna is not actually telling Manes. I mean she is technically, but you know what I mean. I don't remember his first name.

Their flirty and I don't like it. I'm really bad at appreciating ships that mess with who I've already chosen to ship. I'm sorry. I like them as friends though.

And then the ones I do ship are just way to awkward around each other.

This is gonna be a scam. She is so obviously a fake. Or maybe not idk. Her hand was glowing. But it could be a fake. I'm still skeptical. Usually these things turn out to be fake in shows, so I'm leaning towards that.

Ok, so Alex and Jenna teaming up, we kinda like it ngl.

Wait wait wait wait. Ok, Isobel killed Rosa. We know that. But who's been killing these other people? Like it wasn't Isobel she hadn't blacked out since Rosa, and with how horrified she was over it, it could be her. But Max and Michael don't make sense either. Like they just don't. Even taking away what we've seen emotionally of the characters, the main love interest isn't gonna be a killer, and Michael's powers are telekinesis. Even if he was a murderer (which he most definitely is not) he shouldn't be leaving marks.

So is there another alien? I mean, introducing the idea of one in the same episode you introduce an obvious alien serial killer would kinda make sense I think. I don't know. This show keeps giving me questions before providing me with the answers.

Ok, still kinda liking Jenna and Alex team up though.

Bitch a mechanic and a healer are two totally different things. Just saying. And yeah, I don't trust her.

Maria is too trusting.

Yep she's a fake. People like her are the worst. Scamming people who just hope somehow someway there'll magically be a cure for them. It's gross tbh.

Ugh, even here this show brings up some important points on racism. I like the fact it doesn't shy away from that. She's still in the wrong though.

Who's this old lady though?

Maria is great though. I actually really like her.

What I do not like however is how Michael is looking at her right now, nor Max refusing to dance with Liz. Smh.

Mikey is a cute nickname though.

Ok, I really love Maria though. She would be like the best friend to have. I need a Maria in my life.

Oh hey Kyle is joining Jenna and Alex. Kyle is gonna be in awkward place considering he knows about the other three. Hmm....

Ok this is getting messy. Jenna is very much a loose end right now.

I snorted. Kyle is actually funny though. He's right she did technically threaten tattling to their parents.

On a more serious note, Jenna is now in on the alien secret. I did not know that Kyle knew that Alex knows about aliens though. When did that happen? Did I forget something? But anyways yeah. Aliens, Jenna, messy.

They're gonna do it and I'm not happy. But hey Liz and Max are talking again. Like really talking, and that makes me extremely happy, so we even out.

Mention of motel and my mind immediately jumps to "There was only one bed" it won't happen, this isnt fanfic, but there has to be a fanfic out there it does happen.

And Jenna knows everything now. I'm more curious on when Alex communicated about knowing shit. Cause obviously Alex didn't know everything from his dad. Also it feels the only main-ish characters left to tell are Maria and Noah. And I wouldn't even include Noah if he wasn't gonna go to the press, so he's on my mind recently.

Also, Max isn't an alien murderer. Yes he killed that guy as a kid, but that's self defense, doesn't count. He is simply an alien self-defenser and accomplice. The only who may be an alien murderer is Isobel, and even that is unclear.

Kyle just keeps making me laugh this episode. Like jealousy is funny, and then immediately calling out "angry cowboy" as Alex's type.

No Dr. Holden? What is up with project Shephard (is that how you spell it?)? I want to know more, but I'm worried what they'll find. And Kyle really is playing like all sides here. Not a bad type of all sides, just, he's in both main groups and is privy to the most information.

Ahdkbsjsj THERE'S ONLY ONE BED! Ok it didn't pan out, but that was great for a second there.

It would be so hard to know you might have been able to save people if you had just acted. But at the same time knowing that acting may just put you and the people you care most about at risk.

Stop. Don't go quoting the same things from prom. That's too much. I will cry.

Liz is a beautiful person! I love her for being so mature and understanding.

Kyle is right. Listen to Kyle. Talk to Michael. Please just, clear the air.

Also, it seems to me Kyle is doesn't really believe that any of those three killed these people. I mean, he'd be reacting way differently if he believed it I think.

Ah shit. It was coming. See they have a fun dynamic, and I really enjoy it don't get me wrong, but A) I already know it doesn't work out, B) I already ship Malex, so like I just don't want their dynamic to be romantic. You know? Oh well, we'll let it run its course.

Hold on! So obviously this women was an alien. I'm assuming the healing hands (and "he has come so I may go") definitely means Max is why she left, I just don't understand how that works. Are there only supposed to be a certain amount of aliens on Earth at a time? Or is it only certain powers? Or was that just the woman? How many more are among the people? Why was she so aware of everything, and our aliens know nothing? So many fucking questions.

Can we keep this energy though, yes they slept together, but hey people do that some times. I still love their energy together.

Stop. Max and Liz are so good together, maybe they do get together this episode...? Also the music in the background right now is another song I like. Though it is a cover.

He knows her so well though, and loves her with everything she is, and they're just ugh! My heart is so big right now.

YES! YESYESYESYESYESYES! FINALLY! I was so resigned to waiting to the finale I was pretty much convinced this was not gonna happen! Oh my god I am so happy! Finally!

Now I gotta wait to see what's go wrong here. But I can't focus on that. Let's just bask in the glory that is them finally kissing. Only took most the season.

This shot is really good though.

Oh shit. Noah. This doesn't bode well. Ah fuck it he's finding out. Well only one person left without knowing.

Ugh. I mean at least Kyle's telling her, but I really don't think this is Isobel. And I really hope this doesn't mess with anything (*cough Liz and Max *cough) (what's their ship name by the way? Don't want to use the wrong one).

Ok, so Noah is keeping it secret at least. He's gonna have to confront Max or something, but at least he's not spreading the news.

Ok, well shit. What happened to Kyle's father? It's not gonna be one of the three though, that'd be a repeat. Still, we need to understand what happened to all those people. And Kyle's dad. This keeps getting all twisty.

Oh yay, Alex came to see Michael. Ah shit. Well this awkward...😶😶😶

How do you not notice that in your boot until that moment? That is so fucking random. Like a bracelet maybe, a necklace that big? I'm really suspending my level of disbelief here. Yes, aliens are ok, but not noticing a necklace in your boot is weird. Don't question me.

Well see this fucking ruins shit. Why does stuff like this happen to me?

Oh wait! I guess not.

Agjdgsjshkk!!!!! Ok, confessions! Okokokok

Stop I paused it to write and the look on Michael's face right now! I can NOT!

Yes! Ok, this is a good path. Please let's figure this out, get to know each other!

Oh! Ok, how did you figure out he suspects stuff? Cause like I wouldn't have noticed, but ok, that's fine too. Let's talk about that.

Liz! Please tell me she's not gonna get mad at Max, I really can't handle that right now.

Oh that was his writing! I'd read that.

Oh thank God! Liz is seriously great for this. I worried for nothing. Ok, so we know there's more aliens, and these ones are not so kind. Cool. Coolcoolcoolcoolcoolcool.

[swiss-cheeze]

(The Candyman Can) Rainbow Connection || Spencer Reid

Request: YES/NO // a part 2 was requested but I was going to do a part 2 anyway so, yeah. (@l0ve-0f-my-life)

Gender: none, they/them // I don’t believe there is any description, I tried to keep it nonchalant, the Sunflower song may be slightly suggestive because it’s sung by a female and have the aspects of femininity but overall is a non-gender affirming song.

Warnings: uhhh, slow burn, awkwardness? I honestly don’t know SEASON 8 SPOILERS, very long; seven pages on google doc lmao

Description: ten months after Maeves death you’re still singing for Spencer to help him cope, what happens when Garcia’s Dia De Muertos party brings to light your feelings?

Part 1: https://snitchthewitch.tumblr.com/post/621248749527760896/the-candyman-can-spencer-reid

Songs used:

It’s My Life - Bon Jovi

Hey There Delilah - Plain White T’s

Sunflower - Sierra Burgess

Rainbow Connection - The Muppets

———

Ten months.

It had been ten months since Maeve had left, ten months since a part of Spencer felt broken, crumpled and gone.

Ten months since you entered his life in a different way then he would ever think.

After your singing sessions things started to look better, brighter, lighter and happier.

Currently yourself and Spencer were jamming out in his apartment to It's My Life.

“It's my life! And it's now or never!” you screamed and jumped on the couch, Spencer followed you with a laugh and shouted at the top of his lungs.

“'Cause I ain't gonna live forever, I just want to live while I'm alive” Spencer sang, you grinned as you hoped down from the couch, grabbed his hands and started dancing.

“My heart is like an open highway, like Frankie said, ‘i did it my way’!” you grinned as Spencer spun you around and stepped onto the coffee table.

“I just want to live while I'm alive,” Spencer sang as you hopped up and onto the table next to the Doctor.

“ITS, MY, LIFE!” you exclaimed together and posed on the table as if there was a crowd gathered and you had just danced your hearts out; which you did. Your breathing was heavy as you let out a large laugh and jogged over to the CD player to turn it down as the next song came on from your playlist, going from a room shattering volume to a whisper.

“Drink?” Spencer asked with heavy breaths as he pointed to the kitchen, you nodded as you held your back and sat on the couch, Spencer came back a moment later with two glasses of water and handed one to you as you sat in the blissful aftermath of a singing and dance off.

“Are you going to Garcias Day of the Dead party?” you asked after a moment, it wasn't very risky to ask but it was still touchy as you both knew the background to the question. Spencer nodded.

“Yeah, yeah I am, I'm meant to be helping her with groceries sometime, she said she’d message me when she was ready” Spencer smiled as he placed the empty cup on the table and laid back against the couch cushions, “who are you bringing?” Spencer hesitantly asked as you grinned.

“I can't tell you that Spence, it's cheating” you shook your head before putting your cup down on the table and opening your phone to look at the time; you were meant to be home 10 minutes ago, “shit, sorry Spence i gotta head,” you said as you quickly gathered your belongings.

“Do you have to leave?” Spencer asked, he sounded so sad that you needed to leave, you bit your lip as you opened the door.

“I’m sorry Spence, i do, i've um…” should you tell him? “I've got a date,” you said with a tight lipped smile. Spencer hoped his face didn't convey the emotions he felt and hoped you didn't notice his change in demeanor.

“Oh, yeah of course,” Spencer said tightly, “you head ill...ill clean up here,”

“Thanks Spence, i'll see you at work!” you said with a grin and waved the Doctor a goodbye. The retreating of your footsteps seemed to echo in the surrounding walls of Spencer's apartment and his mind, your smile was flashing in his and out of his head a thousand times over in bright flashes as the room suddenly felt rather lonely and cold without your presence in it anymore. Spencer looked around the room as he felt his shoulders sag, emotions came back to him as well as memories of Maeve, Tobias, Nathan and multiple other people who impacted his life in some way, in a way of his work and in a way that's personal.

Alex.

Of course!

Spencer scrambled for his phone and clicked on Blake's personal cell number. It rang three times before the woman's voice floated through.

“Ried? Is everything okay?” the worry in Blake's voice floated through the speakers as Spencer took a breath.

“I…” Spencer sighed softly and sniffled, god was he going to cry again? “I think im in love...again”

“Oh Spence,”

---

You smiled tightly as your date talked about...what was he talking about again?

“And that's how I found out my family was a part of the mafia group in the nineteen hundreds!” the date exclaimed, oh god had you forgotten his name already?

“Thats,” you gave a fake laugh as real as you could, “that's amazing Matt!” you said with a clap of your hands.

“My name’s Michael…” your date reminded you, you sighed and put your head in your hands with a groan.

“I'm sorry-”

“No it's...I can tell your head is somewhere else,” your date said with a smile, “did you want to talk about it?” he asked, you bit your lip before responding.

“One of my coworkers…” should you be telling a story that isn't yours to tell? “One of my coworkers lost someone close to them ten months ago,” you started the story, you can't stop now, “and to be a good friend I started to sing for him!” you said happily, using your hands to talk, “i started singing for him because it made me happy when i was a child and i thought it would cheer him up as well, in the end it did and it helped him get better and obviously he is better but...that was ten months ago,” you sighed, “Micheal it was ten months ago that he lost what could possibly be his only love and here i am...in love with him,”

“Oh doll,” Micheal said softly as he put his hand on top of yours, “what do you mean his only love?” the man asked, “just so i can get a better understanding and idea of the situation,” he smiled politely.

“Hes...he has an eidetic memory, can read 20,000 words a minute, he has 3 PhDs and 3 Bachelors, he doesn't get along well with women in the romance scene a lot of the time but he's just...he's just so smart and he's so lovely and kind and works well with everyone,” you took a breath as you wiped a tear from your eye you didn't realise had leaked, “he puts himself on the line all the time; he’s been shot in the knee, shot in the shoulder, he got kidnapped and drugged, poisoned with a worse strain of Anthrax then actual anthrax, he's such a good hostage speaker, he delves into every case with everything he has as if its his last which it could possibly be, he helped a young boy, Nathan Harris, when he believed he was going to become a serial killer an-”

“Woah woah woah baby slow down,” Micheal said as he looked to you, “you’re getting so worked up over this boy, i mean, he's just a boy,” Micheal said with a grin, “you sing for him don't you?”

“Yeah I do,” you absentmindedly smiled, “it's amazing, just today we sung It’s My Life before I came here,” you said with a large grin, the memory still fresh.

“Okay so, how about, instead, you lean it to more romantic songs? Slowly give him hints and open up to him more?” Micheal questioned, you never actually thought of that but as you mulled it over it sounded a lot better than any other plan you would have had brewed anway. You nodded.

“Thats...thats really good Micheal,” you said with a grin, “thank you,”

“It’s alright; if i can't be the one then i'll help you with him,” Micheal said with a joking grin. You ended the night with the waitress coming over to take your plates as you asked for the bill, split it, giving a lovely tip and Micheal driving you home. He planted a kiss on your cheek before handing you his number on a napkin, “for whenever and whatever you want or need,” he had said, you gave him a kiss on the cheek and a thank you before retreating into your house and mulling over the next few songs to sing for Spencer whenever he wanted.

---

A few days passed after your date and Spencers emotional outburst to Blake (which she kept to herself and Spencer of course), you had been given a case and hadn't had time to sing to Spencer; you could tell this was taking a little toll on the poor doctor as he became distracted easily as well as the far off gaze he had on his face a lot of the time now, however, the plane had just landed back in DC.

“Spence!” you called for the doctor, he turned for a moment and slowed his walking for you to catch up, “did you want me to call tonight?” you asked with a grin.

“Yes please (Y/n),” the doctor said, he seemed sad but also desperate.

“Are you alright?” you questioned as you stopped the doctor with your hand on his arm, “i'm here for you,”

“I’ll be alright after tonight (Y/n), it's okay,” and without another word Spencer left you, spoke to Hotch for a second and then headed out the door.

“Are you two okay?” Blake asked as she came up next to you.

“I think so, I think it’s just because we haven't had a lot of time recently for our normal sessions,” you said with a tight smile.

“He misses you (Y/n),” Blake said, “a lot more than you know,” the two of you dropped the subject pretty quickly after that as you walked to the parking lots and headed home, the road seemed to go in a blur as you drove, forming colours and paint strokes against the harsh greys of the DC city buildings.

---

Another few days passed and your singing sessions went back to normal, except this time you added more romantic songs, adding a more soft tone or even adding your uke like one of the first times you sang for Spencer, and right now you were finishing off Hey There Delilah.

“Hey there, Spencer,” you had changed the lyrics for the last ‘hey there’, you heard Spencer give off a little breathy laugh, “You be good, and don't you miss me, two more years and you'll be done with school,” you couldn't help but laugh slightly at the school part seeing as Spencer had...well you know what he’s got, “And I'll be makin' history like I do. You know it's all because of you…” you trailed the end of your sentence off slightly, “We can do whatever we want to…” you sighed softly, “hey there, Spencer, here’s to you,” you trailed off again as you felt tears well in your eyes as you spoke the last words instead of singing them, “This one's for you” and with that the song ended and you smiled into the phone, Spencer clapped loudly into the phone’s speaker.

“That was beautiful (Y/n)!” the doctor exclaimed with a smile, “I haven't heard that song before,” you laughed, of course he hadn't heard the song before.

“It's a classic but not the type of classic you know of,” you said with a smile as you heard Spencer laugh along with you too, “I’m sorry Spence but i have to get to bed,” you sounded so sad.

“Right, of course,” Spencer said as he finally glanced at the clock, god it was past 12 already? You'd been on a call together since 10, “goodnight (Y/n), i'll see you at Garcias tomorrow?” Spencer asked, shit. You'd forgotten about tomorrow completely.

“Y-yeah of course! I'll be there don't worry,” you smiled into the phone, “goodnight Spence” and with that you hung up the phone and got ready for bed. Spencer did the same in his apartment.

---

You smiled sweetly at Spencer as he placed Maeve's photo on the altar as everyone gave him a sympathetic look and then another person's photo.

“This is uh, Nikola Tesla,” he said, you couldn't help but smile, “i just hope he's still having fun inventing things wherever he is” Spencer said with the little smile and laugh he does every now and then as he stepped back from the alter; allowing you to place your photo. You gulped as you fiddled with the photographic paper.

“This uh,” you started, nobody actually knew who this was, you sniffled as Garcia held you hand and you smiled to her as thanks for the reassurance, you cleared your throat, “this is Gene Wilder,” you grinned as Spencer chuckled softly, of course it was him, “i don't uh, i don't really have any family that i'm close to that has passed but, Charlie and the Chocolate Factory has always been my childhood, it was always close to my heart and when the movie came out i fell in love with it even more and the more i watched it the more i felt Gene Wilder become apart of me, my family and my life.” you took a breath as you placed the photo onto the altar, it was of his iconic Willy Wonka pose, “of course he has become a meme icon,” you laughed as everyone did too, “but i know for a fact he looks at everyone from wherever he is and he looks at them with such passion and love and admiration for whatever they're doing and i know he fills me with hope and confidence whenever i need it” you smiled as you finished and stepped back and the line continued.

You all gave your thanks, gave a blessing or a prayer depending on who it was, sent your respects and then went your way with drinks and conversations and music. Spencer smiled as he came up to you when Hotch walked away, your conversation about Henry becoming dwindled as the food looked more appetizing to Hotch.

“Hey,” Spencer said with a little wave as he held a cup of...cordial?

“Are you really drinking cordial Spencer?” you asked with a laugh as Spencer nodded.

“Believe it or not cordial is a lot healthier than wine,” Spencer spoke with a laugh as he stated the obvious, you smiled as well but it was tight, “are you okay?” you nodded.

“Yeah i'll be alright,” you said quietly, where was this sad emotion suddenly coming from?

“Considering the circumstances it's okay to be sad (Y/n)” Spencer commented as he saw your saddened expression but before he could say anything else you put on a fake smile.

“Spence i promise, im okay” you said with fake confidence, “promise” you held out your hand for the doctor and took his warm palm in his, you could tell Spencer didn't believe you but nodded anyway, but your whole demeanor changed as soon as the song did and you grinned, “dance with me Spencer?” you asked as you set down your wine and dragged the poor doctor to the ‘dance floor’.

“N-no i'm not really- i haven't ever-” Spencer stuttered but with your glowing smile and laugh he found himself not finding the words to excuse himself before nodding and placing his drink down on the nearest surface. You brought the doctor close to your body and rested your head in his neck as his arms wrapped around your waist hesitantly and yours wrapped around his neck, you danced in a slow circle as the rest of the team gave suggestive glances to each other.

“Rose girls in glass vases, perfect bodies, perfect faces, they all belong in magazines” your voice floated through the air softly and Spencers voice hitched, “Those girls the boys are chasing, winning all the games they're playing, they're always in a different league” you continued to sing and sway with Spencer, his grip tightened on you as he buried his face into your hair as Hotch pulled Alex in for a dance, Rossi with J.J. and Derek and Garcia all walked to the dance floor; slow dancing and holding one another softly as your voice continued, “Stretching toward the sky like I don't care, wishing you could see me standing there” god was that directed to Spencer? It was, wasn't it? Spencer bit his lip at the thought as he continued swaying as he looked up for a second and saw everyone else slow dancing, a smile gracing his lips as your voice flowed through the air again, “But I'm a sunflower, a little funny, If I were a rose, maybe you'd want me” your voice wavered as you buried your face into Spencers neck, “If I could, I'd change overnight, I'd turn into something you'd like but i'm a,” your voice came out a little stronger now as you looked up and saw your co-workers now switching dance partners; Rossi with Hotch (which made you laugh a little), J.J. and Derek, and Alex with Garcia, “sunflower, a little funny, if I were a rose, maybe you'd pick me” your voice sighed at the end as you broke away from Spencers neck to look at the beautiful man in front of you, wording the lyrics to him, “But I know you don't have a clue, this sunflower's waiting for you,” both of you leant in as your eyes darted to Spencers mouth, his eyes doing the same to yours as he licked his lips without realisation, “Waiting for you” with your mouths inches apart and your eyelids slowly closing, you could feel Spencers breath fanning over your lips...almost...almost…

“(Y/n) that's a beautiful voice you have!” Alex exclaimed, the song continued in the background as yourself and Spencer jumped away from each other, smiling awkwardly as you wiped your sweaty palms on your hips and thighs. Your teammates all broke away from each other; Blake must have been the only one to see and realise what was going to happen, you looked to Alex with a mix of emotions including anger and appreciation; anger because she stopped you and Spencer from kissing, appreciation because she stopped you and Spencer kissing in front of the others.

“Thanks…” you smiled as you scratched the back of your head with an awkward smile, “well i gotta start heading!” you exclaimed suddenly, the crushing feeling in your chest getting too much for you to stay.

“Ohhh what what what?” Garcia asked as she came forward, “oh come on i can get the blow up mattress, we can all sleep here, take tomorrow off; Hotch we can take tomorrow off can't we?” Garcia suddenly exclaimed, you all smiled as did Hotch but he didn't say a word; Garcia was tipsy, if not already drunk.

“It’s okay Penelopie really,” you said with a smile as you walked to the girl and hugged her close, “i'll see you guys tomorrow though,” you smiled as you hugged everyone, of course Spencer being the last.

“I’ll drive you home,” Spencer said quickly as he picked up your coat as well as his, you stuttered as Spencer opened Garcia's door but decided against it; instead blushing and thanking Spencer as the two of you walked out of the apartment building and to Spencers old timey wimey car.

“Think those two will realise?” Derek said off-handedly with a knowing grin.

“They’re profilers, they'll figure it out,” Rossi said with a grin.

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Yourself and Spencer had already discussed you would sleepover at his house in case you got drunk or tipsy off of wine, that and the fact you used public transport to get to Garcias rather than a car and Spencer didn't want you to go onto the tubes at this time at night.

“No, Spence, I already told you I'm not taking your bed!” you exclaimed with a laugh as you got a drink from Spencer's kitchen.

“(Y/n) please, my couch is complete rubbish and i know!” Spencer exclaimed from his bedroom where he was getting dressed in. You scoffed jokingly.

“Oh yeah Spencer, you've slept on your couch you germaphobe” you said with a smile as you walked to Spencer's bedroom.

“I did! When…” as you entered the bedroom the air turned cold as Spencers smile fell, you looked at him from across the room in all of his shirtless-and-low-hanging-pyjama-pants glory, he cleared his throat, “when Maeve…” he choked as his sentence drained off the way it does when Spencer is emotional and about to cry.

“Oh, Spence im...im sorry i didn't think,” you said softly, you stayed in the doorway unsure of what to do. Spencer cleared his throat as he threw his side of the covers back and started to get into the bed.

“Please?” Spencer questioned, you knew what he wanted as he bunched the sheets at his waist and played with his fingers while looking at the covers, you nodded. Whether Spencer saw you nod or not you weren't sure but you went through the same motions as you would when going to bed; brushed your teeth in Spencer's connected bathroom, tugged off your work clothes, put on your pyjamas as Spencer waited patiently in the bed, unmoving. Your feet padded on the floor as you brought back the covers on the other side of Spencer and sat on the bed next to him, the covers bunched up around your waist as you waited, waited for Spencer to lay down, hold your hand, something.

And then he did.

“Spencer i know-”

“Can you sing for me?” Spencer suddenly asked, his voice on the verge of breaking as he looked to you with teary eyes, you nodded quickly and began to smile.

“Yeah, yeah of course i can Spencer,” you said quickly, “did you want to get under the covers?” you asked softly, Spencer nodded and sniffled softly as the two of you maneuvered to lay down. You laid on your back as Spencer clutched onto you, his head rested on your chest as your arm wrapped around his back and to his shoulder, “what do we want tonight?” you asked in a soft voice into Spencer's hair.

“Anything, anything happy,” Spencer mumbled into your chest, you nodded and thought for a moment.

“Why are there so many, songs about rainbows, and what's on the other side” you started to sing, Spencer doesn't know the muppets very well but he has heard this song play in your headphone while on the jet home after a tough case once or twice, this was the second song you used to calm yourself down next to The Candy Man, “Rainbows are visions, they're only illusions, and rainbows have nothing to hide” your voice was soft and filtered through the air as Spencer closed his eyes, envisioning himself in a wonderful forest, just like Kermit the frog with you by his side, your uke in your arms, the cords coming through seamlessly, “So we've been told and some chose to believe it, but I know they're wrong wait and see” you squeezed Spencer softly as you started on the chorus, “Someday we'll find it, The Rainbow Connection” you tilted Spencers chin up from your chest and moved back from Spencer a little so he wasn't arched weirdly nor where you bent weirdly, “The lovers,” you pointed a finger into your own chest, “the dreamers,” you pointed a finger into Spencers chest as he smiled softly, his tears dripping into the creases of his smile, “and me” you cuddled back into Spencer as his arms tightly wrapped around you again.

“Who said that every wish,” Spencer's soft voice filtered in the air, you smiled and hummed the instrumentals, “Would be heard and answered, when wished on the morning star” you smiled and kissed Spencer's head again and joined in with singing.

“Somebody thought of that, and someone believed it, look what it’s done so far” you shrugged jokingly as if the ‘look what it's done so far’ was someone really saying it, a soft chuckle came from Spencer, “What's so amazing,” you shrugged again as you looked to Spencer, “that keeps us stargazing, what do we think we might see?” you brought your unwrapped arm up towards the ceiling and cupped it around as if you were cupping Spencers chin, “Someday we’ll find it,” you looked back down to Spencer as your arm came down as well, “The Rainbow Connection,” you cupped Spencers cheek as you moved forward, Spencer doing the same as he looked down to your lips like he did at Garcias before gliding back up to your eyes, “The lovers,” you cocked a small smile as the lyrics came out in a whisper, “The dreamers,” you tapped Spencer cheek softly as the gap finally closed and your lips pressed against Spencers for a short moment before you both pulled back slowly, “And me”

[lonelier-version-of-you]

ye not to be too mean and bitter but if your whole interview needs to be about a show you were on like fifteen years ago instead of uh. you're actual time on the show. to justify a relationship then that relationship isn't justified. especially when the best rosie could come up with was like 'i always said joseph was jac's true love but maybe fletch became the right guy for her without her realising' because like. what. lmao. that doesn't make any sense and was not shown onscreen at all.

it makes you realise how bad the writing is for fletch, like i actually feel bad for alex that he really had nothing to talk about because fletch has not developed as a character since raf died. but that's also a clear reason why all the justifying for that relationship is so limp and empty. it's just sad. like, jac's last act on the show might just be essentially being a consolation prize for fletch and that's going to be celebrated as development.

Exactly!!

The whole "maybe Fletch became the right guy for her without her realising" thing reminds me of, of all things, the interviews Toby-Alexander Smith did in the leadup to his exit from EastEnders. I don't know if you watch EE but I probably rant about it enough on here that you'd get the idea if I said "he's the one who played the character who went from being a domestic abuser in a serious issue storyline, to a serial killer for Kate Oates Sensationalism". And he did interviews where he talked about the criticism of what was done with his character, and how it took away from the impact of the actual domestic violence storyline, and he pretty much admitted that the complete change in the character made no sense but then he said something about how "but as an actor, it was my duty to create a journey for Gray that would explain this change in him"...

Because there was absolutely nothing in the actual scripts, from the actual writers whose job it was to create this character journey, to make it make sense. Toby-Alexander had to try and fill the holes in the story himself to even try and play it believably.

And as I say, that quote from Rosie gives me a very similar vibe. Trying to fill all the holes in the actual writing when it's the writers who should have been doing that.

And yeah, the writing for Fletch has been SO BAD for so long now. I know I've said it many times already, but I really do feel like he should have just been written out after Raf died. They clearly weren't interested in doing anything with his character after that, so why even keep him?

You're bang on about how a Fl*c ending at this point would essentially just be treating Jac as a consolation prize for Fletch. It's infuriating. Both characters deserve better than this.

[themanicgalaxy]

SPN 3X6 Red Sky at Morning

OH HELL YEAH BELA’S BACK

well eventually

lady is running, good for her

oho PIRATE SHIP?

oh lovely it’s a shower horror thing

well at least they didn’t linger on her dead body or shoot it to tittilate this time

I’m too tired to spellcheck that

Sam is acting remarkably calm all things considered

Dean figuring it out+ Sam being snippy is parent/child behavior

Alex feels like a pointed set up uh oh

Sam gets flirted with by the old lady heh

this feels...a bit off, all things considered. Like Sam’s acting super chlll

whAt’S the lOre 

I have to clown the Lore

aHAHAAH BELA TOOK THE CAR

DID YOU FEED THE METER AHPSIFSP

BOY he panicked HARD

“how do you sleep at night” “in silk sheets, rolling naked in money” 

Dean: fair enough 

seriously this fucker projects a lot

“Can i shoot her?” “Not in public” got an audible laugh out of me I FUCKING LOVE HER

ooo the coming out of the murky tub is N E A T I like that

LMAO SHE CALLS THE COPS ON THEM

IT’S SPY V SPY SHENNANIGANS I LOVE THIS

Dean: do you have daddy issues or something

Bela: *uno reverse card*

“stone’s throw from being a serial killer” SOMEONE P L E A S E ANALYZE THIS I’m BEGGING

sHE CALLS THE HUNTER LIFE OUT

If she dies I’m gonna be so angry

yes I know she dies :(

oh the EFFECTS! they’ve bumped up in quality!

ok she’s shifty and whatever, but she’s COOL 

PLEASE TEAM UP WITH HER MORALS ARE FOR L O S E R S 

SUIOT DEAN IN SUIT SUIT DEAN SUIT DEAN

Ok I’m done

LMAO Bela “we should really have angry sex” 

“don’t objectify me” oh Interesting

seriously their dynamic is so fun

also...i think I saw something about her being Sam’s love interest which makes NO sense

ok I’m done here too,

Dean’s ~annoyance at Bela gets overwritten when he realizes he can annoy his brother with an audience

SPY SQUAD! They both clock on the people!

she just fucking passes out! And he just! covers! 

and then he just fucking drops her bahahahaah

THIS IS SO MUCH F U N 

heh she flusters him/annoys him/gets under his skin VERY nice VERY good

Sam is...not having fun hahahaha

SHE FAKES THE “SEX HAIR” THAT’S GREAT I LOVE IT

ah here we get the tea via a very uncomfortable dance

yeah I get how this show might be hard to binge tbh

“see you at the cemetery” is not inconspicuous at aLL

She lifted it didn’t she

of course she did

BAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHAAHAH 

I FU CKING LOVE THIS

ah and she sees the boat

once again, she only gets motivated if there’s skin in the game, yes

why does he look so heartbroken when Sam tells him that she got one over on him

“you look like you’ve seen a ghost”

oh, people who hurt their own families ooooo

no wait I’m genuinely so invested what did she do

oho she wants help? she wants to not be alone??

she looks so good in that shot

she stands next to Dean that’s kinda nice

Castiel?

that’s a cool water dissolving effect

no put shots on Bela, she’s the character in play here cmon guys

“you’re so damaged”

“takes one to know one”

AND THE SMILES

and Dean just takes the money, goodgood

“you’ll get over it” what the fuck dean

wow this man has a shockingly terrible view of himself, he doesn’t care about himself at ALL NOOOO

someone please give him a hug

wrap up:

1. Boy these two guys need a hug, this fucking SUCKS for them. And WOW Dean has a TERRIBLE opinion of himself and his self worth. Holy Fuck. just... I don’t know what to say. And Sam has to just...figure out what to do from that. ahhh yikes

2. BELA!!! BELABELABELA!! I LOVE HER! I LOVE HOW SHE FUCKS WITH THEM! AND SHE GETS LIKE! SOME AMOUNT OF VULNERABILITY WITH IT TOO! SHE’S NOT A STONE COLD GIRLBOSS LIKE WE TEND TO GET FROM THIS TYPE OF CHARACTER! WE HAVE PROMISE OF BACKSTORY!! I FUCKING L O V E HER!

3. cool setting, vibe, and nice theme, was a pretty solid episode

4. I fucking love Bela