#caris reid

[miamaimania]

Moonlit sentinel 🔭 | 'Lunar Water Watcher' by Caris Reid

[arinewman7]

Hunter's Moon

Caris Reid

2022

[lascitasdelashoras]

Caris Reid ( b. 1983, Washington) - Lunar Water Watcher, 2016.

[sunlilys]

caris reid. trance, 2022.

[sophia-sol]

books I gave up on in 2022

Sometimes you start reading a book, and for one reason or another do not feel moved to finish it. Here’s my thoughts on the books I didn’t finish in 2022.

Root Magic, by Eden Royce - I really wanted to like this one because I'd heard good things about it, so I kept pushing through it for quite a while, but I just found it really dull. It felt to me more like a lecture on the subject of rootwork via a narrative frame than anything else. Which is fine and good, and it IS neat to have a book feature that kind of magic, but it didn't work for me, having so many extended scenes that were just about explaining things to the reader. I finally gave up about halfway through it.

The Wolf and the Woodsman, by Ava Reid - Seemed promising, a fantasy inspired by fairy tales and set in an alternate historical Hungary, but it was bleak and gruesome and I didn't find either of the two lead characters particularly interesting, and when I still wasn't invested after reading more than a third, I gave up.

As You Wish: Inconceivable Tales from the Making of the Princess Bride, by Cary Elwes - Seems like a perfectly good book for the kind of book it is, but I was just bored tbh. I don't think I have enough of the nostalgic fondness for the movie that you need for this book to be right for you; I enjoy the movie, certainly, but it's never been the big deal for me that I know it is for a lot of people.

Daughter of the Moon Goddess, by Sue Lynn Tan - I gave it over 25%, but idk, it just seemed overly simplistic and obvious, and I wasn't feeling it.

Jade City, by Fonda Lee - Very good but it seemed stressful so I didn't want to get invested, as I was clearly on the verge of.

The Family Trade, by Charles Stross - just......meh.

The Girl Who Fell Beneath the Sea, by Axie Oh - ehhhhh seems like a perfectly fine YA fantasy, I was just bored. I was hoping that the fairy-tale-retelling nature of it would make it more inherently appealing to me than a lot of YA tends to be these days, but alas no.

The Legends and Myths of Hawaii, by His Hawaiian Majesty Kalakaua - This book was published just a few years before Hawaii's illegal annexation in the late 19th century, and was written as part of King Kalakaua's efforts to give Hawaii and its people a positive reputation on the world stage in order to try to maintain Hawaii's independence. As such it's very interesting as a historical document and a look into the social pressures and political efforts of the time, buuuuut as a book of stories it is very boring tbh. The stories are written very much as...hm. Not as stories. They give so much extensive context for every detail that one can barely find the story within it. Also everything's framed as much as possible to make the stories be analogous to reputable Western mythology (eg, the first story is titled "Hina, the Helen of Hawaii", and the book's introduction puts a lot of work into explaining how the Hawaiian creation story is really JUST LIKE that of the bible!!!) which makes it clear that the stories are being at the very least a little reshaped for the sake of the intended audience and purpose. Which is fine and great in its context, actually! It may not be a collection of perfectly ~authentic~ folk stories, but I love how this book is an example of the work that a folk tradition can do in the hands of its people. But as fascinating as that all is, it doesn't actually mean I want to read the whole book, it turns out.

A Vindication of the Rights of Women, by Mary Wollstonecraft - Very important in its time, but reading it today it is both tedious and uncomfortable; lots of sexism, a weird focus on morality/purity, and even an anti-muslim sentiment slipped into the early pages. Useful and relevant to understanding the history of Western gender relations and relative positions in society, but since I'm not engaging in an academic study of the subject, I'm not going to bother to read it myself.

[planetmimi]

i love this nerdy little man so muuuch 😫😫

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[ama0310]

Silver Springs (S.R)

Character: Spencer Reid

Requested: No

Type: Angst

Summary: A chance encounter during a murder investigation forces Spencer to confront his past when he comes face-to-face with Y/N, his ex-girlfriend and new victim, rekindling old feelings and tensions.

AN: It's basically Daisy Jones & the Six meets Criminal Minds type of vibe.

"Another day, another case."

Spencer Reid had grown accustomed to the relentless pace of his work with the BAU. Evil, it seemed, never took a day off.

This explained why he now found himself en route to interview the latest victim, accompanied by Morgan.

Four murders in two weeks, and the body count showed no signs of slowing. All signs pointed to a disturbing connection within the music industry. The first two victims were singers, their vocal cords savagely ripped out. The third, a guitarist, had his hands severed. The most recent victim, a band manager, had his eyes gouged out in a grotesque display of violence.

As they walked briskly down the bustling Nashville street, Morgan voiced his frustration. "I can't wrap my head around why each murder was so different. It's like we're dealing with a completely new MO each time."

Reid's brilliant mind was already piecing together the puzzle. "Actually, there's a twisted logic to it," he explained, his words tumbling out rapidly. "Each mutilation corresponds to the victim's role in the industry. Singers silenced, a guitarist robbed of his ability to play, and a manager blinded, unable to oversee his clients. The unsub is targeting what makes each victim valuable in their profession."

"Do we know who we're meeting?" Reid inquired, his curiosity piqued.

Morgan nodded, consulting the notes from their technical analyst, Penelope Garcia. "Her stage name is Y/S/N, twenty-six years old. She's the lead singer of a band called The Springs. The band's manager reported an attempted abduction last night. She fits our victim profile perfectly: female, location in Nashville, related to a band. This is our first witness, Reid. She could be our key to catching this guy."

As they entered the recording studio, a frazzled assistant greeted them. "Hi, I'm Cary, the manager's assistant. Thank you so much for coming! Jason has been a nervous wreck. Please, follow me."

Morgan took the lead, his FBI credentials at the ready. "I'm Agent Morgan, and this is Dr. Reid. We need to speak with Y/S/N as soon as possible."

Cary nodded, guiding them towards a red door. With each step, the muffled sound of music grew louder, and a hauntingly beautiful voice became clearer.

"The band is actually recording their latest song right now," Cary explained in a hushed tone. "You'll need to be quiet, but the manager will brief you further."

As they approached the studio, the lyrics washed over them:

Time cast a spell on you, but you won't forget me I know I could've loved you, but you would not let me

A chill ran up Reid's spine. Something about that voice tugged at his memory, but before he could place it, he collided with Morgan's back.

A man stood before them, his face etched with worry. "Thank you for coming. I'm Jason, the band's manager. I wanted to take her straight to the police station, but she insisted on—" His eyes widened in recognition. "Spencer?"

Reid froze, suddenly face-to-face with a ghost from his past. "Uh, hi?" he managed, his usual social awkwardness winning again. How does one greet their ex-girlfriend's best friend after years of silence?

Morgan, sensing the tension, stepped between them. "I'm Agent Morgan, and this is Dr. Reid. We're here to speak with Y/S/N."

Jason's eyes darted between the two agents, his expression hardening. "Actually, I'd prefer if he wasn't here," he said, gesturing to Reid. "No offense, but I don't think it's wise for either of you to cross paths again."

Morgan, though confused by the unexpected connection, maintained his professional demeanor. "With all due respect, Dr. Reid and I work as a team. We both need to speak with Y/S/N to conduct a thorough investigation."

As the two men argued, Reid's gaze drifted to the recording booth. Through the glass, he caught sight of the band, and his breath caught in his throat. There, at the microphone, stood a face he thought he'd never see again—a face that to this day still haunts his most amazing dreams. 

I'll follow you down 'til the sound of my voice will haunt you Give me just a chance

The lyrics pierced through Spencer Reid's carefully constructed walls, flooding his mind with memories he'd long tried to suppress. He was transported back to a time when life held more than just case files and criminal profiles—a time when he had someone to come home to, when he felt truly free rather than trapped within the labyrinth of his own brilliant mind. A time when he and Y/N L/N couldn't imagine a life without each other.

You'll never get away from the sound of the woman that loves you

Despite his best efforts, Spencer's heart threatened to burst from his chest, yearning to reunite with its other half. For that was what Y/N had been—his perfect complement. They had met when she was seventeen and he was nineteen, initially friends until, two years later, they could no longer deny the intensity of their feelings.

Their love had been a force of nature—intense, pure, raw, and undeniably real. Until life's cruel realities came knocking at their door.

Y/N was a free spirit, driven by her passion for music. She'd twirl until dizzy, her long hair a wild tangle, singing until her voice grew hoarse. Music moved her in a way nothing else could.

Meanwhile, Spencer was on the cusp of graduating from the FBI Academy, with whispers of a fast-track position in the prestigious Behavioral Analysis Unit. Two paths diverging, leading to an impossible choice.

He did what he thought he had to do, breaking things off for both their sakes. He had run the probabilities, analyzed every scenario, and a happy outcome seemed frustratingly out of reach. They wanted different things, or so he had convinced himself.

That fateful night was seared into his memory. Y/N was about to leave for New York to meet with a record label—an opportunity that Jason, her best friend and now manager, had excitedly relayed during their date. Spencer saw the yearning in her eyes, the spark of a dream about to be realized. And so, he made the agonizing decision to end things.

Her tears, her desperate pleas, her hands clutching at him as he walked away—it all haunted him still.

Was I just a fool?

I'll follow you down 'till the sound of my voice will haunt you

Spencer watched, transfixed, as Y/N sang in the recording booth. She swayed to the rhythm, smiling at her bandmates, lost in the music. Everything about her still captivated him. Their relationship had been a bittersweet dream he never wanted to wake from.

Give me just a chance

You'll never get away from the sound of the woman that loved you

He stood rooted to the spot, oblivious to Derek's hand on his shoulder or the sudden silence as the band stopped playing. Then, Y/N turned towards the glass, and their eyes met for the first time in years. The world seemed to stop spinning.

Her gaze flicked to Jason, her expression morphing into a glare as she mouthed, "What the fuck?" The spell broken, she grabbed her bag and bolted through the back door.

Everyone sprang into action. Jason was the first to follow, with Derek close behind. Spencer remained frozen until his partner turned him around.

"Look, I don't know what history you have here," Derek said, his voice laced with concern and confusion, "but we have a job to do. If you can't handle this, go wait in the car. If you can, let's move." He pressed the car keys into Spencer's hand before chasing after Jason.

Against his better judgment, Spencer followed. A selfish part of him needed to be near her, even if it meant causing more chaos.

As he approached, he heard Y/N's voice, sharp with anger and pain. "I don't give a fuck if he's the president of the goddamn country. I'm not speaking to him. So you can either throw them out or let me leave."

Spencer rounded the corner to see Y/N already in her car, engine running, poised to flee.

"Look, Miss," Derek began, his voice firm but empathetic, "we can't let you go. You're the only survivor of this serial killer. If you don't talk to us, more people will die. Is that something you can live with?"

Jason, his arm still through the car window, pleaded with his client. "Come on, Y/N. You and I both know they're here to help. Let's get this over with, and then we can get you out of state within hours. This is for your safety and the safety of others."

Y/N's gaze flickered between her manager, the new agent, and Spencer, who was approaching hesitantly. With a heavy sigh and her heart in her throat, she turned off the ignition and moved to open the door, forcing Jason to step back.

"Get me a whiskey and a glass of milk," she demanded, grabbing her purse and striding back into the building without a glance at the agents.

Jason turned to Derek, his expression grave. "I strongly advise against having him there," he said, nodding towards Spencer. "As you can see, it won't end well if he's present."

Derek, still loyal to his partner, bristled at the suggestion. "And I advise you not to tell an FBI agent how to do his job. We've got it from here." He turned to Spencer, concern evident in his eyes. "Is he right? Should I listen to him?"

"No. I'm fine," Spencer insisted, though his tense posture suggested otherwise.

"And what about her?" Derek pressed, before noticing Carly, the assistant, anxiously tapping her foot nearby.

"She's in room 24, waiting for you," Carly informed them, pointing towards a door. "Um... good luck!"

As they entered the room, they found Y/N and Jason in the midst of a heated discussion.

"Everything alright?" Derek intervened, causing Y/N to roll her eyes dramatically.

"Yup, everything's perfect!" Jason's forced cheerfulness was palpable. "You guys can have a seat. I'll be right outside." He looked at Y/N sternly. "Be good. And tell them everything, please."

"Yes, Dad," Y/N replied, her tone dripping with sarcasm as she took a sip of whiskey. Once Jason left, she glanced between Derek and Spencer. "Well, are you going to sit down, or are we having a stand-up interview?"

Derek motioned for Spencer to sit beside him, both agents studying the woman before them. Y/N held a cigarette in one hand and whiskey in the other, while a glass of milk sat on the side table—an odd combination that spoke volumes about her state of mind.

"I'm Agent Morgan, and I believe you know Dr. Reid," Derek began cautiously. "We just have a few questions about what happened to you yesterday."

Y/N took a long drag from her cigarette, exhaling slowly before tapping it on the ashtray. "And what exactly do you want to know, Agent?"

Spencer cleared his throat, drawing her attention. "Jason mentioned you survived a failed abduction. Can you walk us through what happened?"

Y/N tilted her head, her gaze fixed on Spencer with an intensity that made him shift uncomfortably. "We finished recording one of our songs yesterday, and the band wanted to go out for drinks. I was still hungover from the night before, so I decided to sit that one out." She took a gulp of whiskey, chasing it with milk in a bizarre ritual. "I stayed in the studio for a few hours, just writing. Around three a.m., I decided to head back to my hotel. I'd parked two blocks away, and as I approached, I noticed someone loitering near the parking lot entrance."

"Did you engage with him?" Derek interjected, earning an eye roll from Y/N.

"I'm not fucking stupid," she snapped. "I walked past as quickly as possible. He tried to talk to me, but I ignored him. Guess he didn't appreciate that, because the next thing I knew, he was behind me, trying to force a plastic bag over my head."

The room fell silent as the gravity of her words sank in. Spencer leaned forward, his analytical mind already piecing together the details. "Can you describe the attacker? Any distinguishing features, voice, or mannerisms?"

Y/N's eyes locked with Spencer's, a flicker of their shared past evident in her gaze before she quickly looked away. "He was tall, probably six feet or so. Muscular build. I didn't get a good look at his face, but his voice..." She paused, taking another drag of her cigarette. "His voice was deep, with a slight Southern drawl. Not local, though. Maybe Texas or Oklahoma."

Derek nodded, jotting down notes. "How did you manage to escape?"

They could see Y/N physically reliving the traumatic experience, her leg bouncing with increasing anxiety. The calm facade she had maintained began to crack under the weight of her memories.

"Hey, it's okay," Derek said softly, his voice gentle and reassuring. "Take your time."

For a moment, Y/N seemed to relax, but just as quickly, her emotional walls snapped back into place. She crushed out her cigarette and downed the rest of her whiskey in one swift motion.

"I'd heard about the murders before," she began, her voice steadier than her trembling hands. "Even before that, I always carried a pocket knife and pepper spray. Call it paranoia or just good sense in this industry." She paused, collecting her thoughts. "I managed to scratch his left arm before kicking him. When he loosened his grip, I turned and pepper-sprayed him. Then I just... ran. Got to my car and drove straight hotel. That's when I called Jason."

Derek leaned forward, his brow furrowed. "And you didn't think to call the police?"

Y/N's eyes flashed with anger. "I wanted to forget about it," she snapped. "I was planning to leave anyway. Sometimes denial feels safer than facing reality."

"Yet you still came in to record a song right after that?" Spencer's quiet question drew her attention, earning him a look that was equal parts resentment and something harder to define.

"I have a job," Y/N replied, her tone clipped as she turned back to Derek. "We have an album coming out soon, and we needed to finish recording. We love working in Nashville, so yes, I wanted to get it over with and then leave. Music... it's always been my escape."

Spencer cleared his throat, treading carefully. "Can you describe anything else about him? Any details you remember?"

Y/N's gaze softened almost imperceptibly as she looked at Spencer. "I think he was wearing a blue sweater, but I'm not certain." She paused, her brow furrowing in concentration. "What I do remember clearly is his smell. It was... odd. Like scented candles, the kind you'd find at Bath & Body Works. It was strangely out of place, but unmistakable."

Derek nodded, jotting down notes. "Alright, thank you for your time, Y/N. Here's our contact information if you remember anything else or need assistance." He stood, extending his hand, which Y/N shook briefly. As he walked to the door, he noticed Spencer hadn't moved. "Spencer?"

Spencer glanced between Derek and Y/N, who was now staring at him intently. "Give me a second," he said quietly. "I'll meet you at the car."

Derek hesitated, giving Spencer a questioning look. The younger agent's eyes pleaded for understanding, for a moment alone with the woman who had once meant everything to him. With a slight nod, Derek acquiesced and left the room.

As the door closed, the air grew thick with unspoken words and years of regret. Spencer and Y/N sat in tense silence, neither quite ready to bridge the chasm between them.

Finally, Spencer spoke, his voice barely above a whisper. "Y/N, I... I'm sorry. For everything. I know it doesn't change anything, but I need you to know that."

Y/N's carefully constructed mask slipped, revealing a glimpse of the pain she'd been carrying for years. "Why now, Spencer? After all this time?"

"Because I never stopped caring," he admitted, the words tumbling out before he could stop them. "And seeing you in danger..." He couldn't even finish that sentence. "Please, promise me you'll be careful. 

Y/N studied him for a long moment, conflict evident in her eyes so she does what she does best. Ignore it.  "Congratulations are in order, Mr. FBI," Y/N said sardonically, reaching for another cigarette. The acrid smell of tobacco filled the air, a scent that brought back a flood of memories for Spencer.

"Smoking causes about 90% of all lung cancer deaths," he recited, unable to stop himself. "More women die from lung cancer each year than from breast cancer." It was an old argument, one they'd had countless times before.

Y/N took a long, deliberate drag, exhaling slowly as if to challenge his statistics. "We're all meant to die one day, Spence," she said, her voice tinged with a familiar fatalism. "I always told you that."

Indeed, she had. It was her motto, her way of justifying living life to the fullest, consequences be damned.

"I thought you quit," Spencer said softly, his eyes fixed on the glowing ember of her cigarette. "When did you start again?"

"A few months after my twentieth birthday," she admitted, her gaze dropping to the floor. "The record label signed us, and suddenly we went from doing a few covers a week to churning out originals every month. Needed a stress reliever."

Spencer studied her, noting the way she avoided his eyes. There was more to the story, he was certain. "Y/N/N," he said gently, using the old nickname that once came so easily to his lips, "are you okay?"

Her head snapped up, eyes narrowing. "Why would you assume I'm not?"

"Well," Spencer began, slipping into his analytical mode, "you drank that whiskey rather quickly. Your eyes are bloodshot, and you're flushed—signs of prolonged alcohol consumption. The fact that you're willing to record and drive in this state suggests it's become a habit. And then there's the cigarette addiction. So, naturally, I'm concerned about your well-being."

Silence fell between them, heavy with unspoken words and years of separation. Y/N broke first, standing abruptly and grabbing her purse. "I've told you what you needed to know," she said, her voice brittle. "I have to leave. Hopefully, Jason's already arranged my flight out of here."

As she turned to go, Spencer's hand shot out, catching her wrist. The contact sent a jolt through both of them—a spark of electricity, familiar yet now terrifyingly foreign.

Y/N's eyes traveled from his hand to his face. "Let go, Spencer," she said, her voice low and dangerous.

He couldn't. Not yet. Not when he'd finally found her again, when there was so much to explain, so much unfinished between them. But he also knew that Derek would come bursting through the door at any moment.

With reluctance, he released her wrist and pulled out a post-it note and pen from his bag. Hastily scribbling his number, he held it out to her. "Take it. Please. If you need anything—and I mean anything—call me, okay?"

Skepticism clouded Y/N's features. Did he really expect her to take his number, to even consider calling him after everything?

Seeing her hesitation, Spencer pressed on. "Look, Y/N, I know you have every reason not to trust me, to want me out of your life. But please, give me a chance to prove that I'll be there for you. We'll catch the guy who attacked you, and if you need help with anything else, anything at all, come to me. Please."

Y/N stared into his pleading eyes. A part of her recognized his sincerity, but the wounded 20-year-old inside her still ached from old betrayals.

With a resigned eye roll, she snatched the note from his hand and left without a word, leaving Spencer rooted to the spot.

As she passed a trash can in the hallway, Y/N paused, the note burning a hole in her hand. For a moment, she hovered on the brink of tossing it away. But something—sentiment, curiosity, or perhaps a stubborn refusal to let go—made her slip it into the back pocket of her jeans instead.

You'll never get away from the sound of the woman that loves you

The lyrics of her song echoed in Spencer's mind as he watched her go. And in that moment, he realized with startling clarity that he didn't want to get away. Not anymore. Not ever again.

As Y/N disappeared from view, Spencer was left alone with the lingering scent of her perfume and cigarette smoke, and the weight of years of regret. He knew that solving this case was now about more than just catching a killer—it was about second chances, redemption, and the possibility of healing old wounds.

With a deep breath, he steeled himself to face Derek and the investigation ahead, all while knowing that the most challenging case of his life might just be winning back the trust of the woman he'd never stopped loving.

Author's Note: I absolutely love Silver Springs. I belt it out all the time lol. I also was obsessed with Daisy Jones & The Six when it came out. Used to read a lot of those fanfics.

Also let me know if y'all want a part 2.

Thank for reading!

[dr-spencer-reids-queen]

A Rite Of Passage: Part Two

Pairing: Spencer Reid x Female!Reader

Word Count: ~1.9k

Summary: A case brings you to a small town in Texas that is close to Mexico's border. Someone is killing people who illegally cross the border, and he's a lot closer than you think.

Warnings: canon violence, canon language, canon talk of death, methods of kill

Season Five Masterlist

Author’s Note: I do not own anything from Criminal Minds. All credit goes to their respective owners. If there are any warnings that exceed the normal death/kills from the show, I will list them.

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After taking care of the head, your team went back to the station to give the profile to all of Eva's officers. Deputy Boyd is there watching the team with careful eyes but your eyes are on him and only him.

"We're searching for a personality type called a Human Predator or a hunter if you want to get basic. All the victims we've been able to conclusively tie to him have been older or handicapped in some way. This suggests he waits for someone to separate from the pack and looks for the weakest."

"Like a lion or something?" Eva asks.

"A lion hunts food. This type of predator hunts power. It's not about serving a need, and everything is a means to that end. We also believe that he makes his victims run through the desert in order to weaken them."

"Like a coward," you say while keeping direct eye contact with Boyd. He holds your gaze before looking away with narrowed eyes. Yeah, he's wearing his heart on his sleeve. He's showing all his cards to someone like you. "He may not be capable of taking them on in their strongest state despite their age or infirmity. This suggests that he's possibly handicapped in some way himself. Certainly weak, maybe small, or even thin."

"An unsub who creates chaos and then attacks typically carries this through to all aspects of his life. He's unlikely to be in a relationship. If he is, it's an abusive one. This guy gets off on control. He will have tried to stay very close to the investigation. He's well aware that the sheriff has started looking into the missing illegal immigrants."

"How do you know that?" Eva asks.

"It's probably why the decapitations started as a countermeasure. He's trying to throw off the investigation. It's typical in an organized offender like this. Cary Stayner, the Yosemite Killer, drove more than fifty miles to dump cigarette packs and driver's licenses at intersections to throw off suspicion," Spencer explains.

"Start by looking back at everyone you've talked to in connection with these killings. We need to start with people who are familiar with the immigrant journey."

"Like who? Advocates? None of them will talk to us. I've tried," Eva sighs.

"Well, the coyotes want this guy caught. He's hurting their business, and if the advocates really care about the immigrants, they're gonna want to find whoever is responsible as well."

"There's one guy who could help. He runs an outreach program called Libertad."

"Where can we find him?"

"Boyd, do you want to take them over to meet Richard Corral?"

Eva asks but her look suggests she wasn't asking.

"My lucky day," he sighs.

Emily offered to go and because you don't want her alone with him, you agreed to join them. Boyd isn't too happy that you're going solely based on what you said in the profile reading but he keeps his mouth shut. If you want to be sure Boyd is the one who is killing these people, you have to read into him more and maybe catch him off guard to the point where he will confess something.

"Corral, these FBI agents want a word with you," Boyd says when you get there.

Richard finishes with what he is doing before walking over to you, Boyd, and Emily. He is limping slightly which catches Emily's attention.

"See the limp?"

"Emily," you whisper and shake your head.

Richard might fit the profile but he isn't the one who is killing these people. You take out your phone and step off to the side but stay close enough to hear their conversation. As you call Penelope, you don't take your eyes off Boyd.

"Hey, Pen, I need you to run a check on someone for me... Make that two."

"Who are you looking to get dirt on?"

"Richard Corral and Ronald Boyd. He's one of the deputies here."

"Ooh, you think he's the unsub?"

"Yeah. Let me know what you get."

"I'll hit you back."

"What is wrong with you, Boyd? None of my clients will trust me If I've got federal agents walking around here," Richard hisses.

"Well, maybe you shouldn't spend your time helping illegals sneak into the country."

Your eyes narrow at his words.

"They only want a better life."

"Well, they ought to come in the front door."

"Gentlemen, another day?" Emily butts in. Boyd steps off to the side and looks at you. He is angry and desperate which makes him dangerous. "Mr. Corral, we understand your hesitation but we aren't here about immigration, we're here about murder. Do you know anything about the heads that were left in front of the sheriff's station a few days ago?"

"Everyone does. My clients are terrified."

"Clients," Boyd scoffs.

Again, more anger.

"Deputy, why don't you go wait outside?" you ask. He is much taller than you but he doesn't intimidate you. "And I wasn't asking."

Boyd glares at you but he doesn't say anything. Like a petulant child, he turns and leaves.

"Another man was murdered last night. An immigrant. We need to figure out how this man finds his victims. Sheriff Ruiz said you know more about these people's journey than anyone." Richard nods. "How many places were there to cross?"

"For every tunnel we find, there's twelve more we don't know about."

"What about once they've made it?"

"Runners keep documents in the trunks of their cars--passports, fake social security numbers, and green cards. It's a big business. Especially in border towns."

"Do you know these runners?"

"No, they change all the time."

"If immigrants don't find you, where do they go?" you ask.

"Safe houses. It's supposed to be where they can find rest, water, and food."

"Supposed to be?"

"It's more like a prison until their families can pay off the coyotes."

"Where are these safe houses?"

"Are you kidding? They come and go faster than the tunnels."

"Thank you for your time," you smile politely.

Since Richard can't tell you where these safe houses are, Hotch is relying on Sheriff Ruiz to help him with the geographical profile. It would help to go to them and talk with the immigrants but it's unlikely that someone from those houses will talk to your team. Then you think of the man who was just murdered last night and how he traveled with a group so someone will be missing him. If you can find last night's group, you can find the route they used therefore finding the hunting grounds for the unsub.

Eva isn't too fond of this plan because if she knew where they were, she'd shut them down. Without her help, you're forced to look at this through a different lens. You can start with the houses closest to the border but it's going to take a while for Eva to pull the land deeds. That's where Penelope comes in. Hotch has her looking for homeowners and renters with criminal records who are always moving and looking for homes with short-term leases. Every house that is housing illegals will have higher utility usage.

Penelope came up with three, and she sent the addresses to all your phones. You and Emily leave Richard's outreach post and join Boyd in the car.

"You know, we're not going to get very far if you keep arguing about illegals with everyone," you say to Boyd.

"This place used to be different."

"How do you mean?"

"I don't know. Different."

Images of Boyd decapitating people's heads are enough to solidify your theories. You take out your phone and type something in your notes before angling it so Emily can see. She looks away from the road and looks down at your phone.

I think Boyd is the unsub.

She looks at you and you give her two nods before taking away the phone and locking it. The closest safe house is ten minutes from you so that's where you three head to first. If this is a bust, you'll check out the other ones. However, when you get there, you can feel the fear radiating from the horse stable next to the house. Boyd is in the front while you and Emily are in the back. You know that the man inside the house will make a break for it when Boyd makes himself know which is why you and Emily have guns trained on the back door. Spencer might not have the qualifications to carry an MP-5 but you do. When you went to do your firearms test a few years ago, you passed with almost every weapon. Your dad owned a lot of guns that he'd let you use growing up.

"Police! Open up!" Boyd yells from the front.

Just like what you predicted, the back door opens and a man runs out. You stick your arm out and hit him right in the chest causing him to fall on his ass. He puts his hands up in defense mode when he sees the guns on him.

"FBI. We have a few questions for you," you glare.

"No hablo ingles."

Emily sighs. She is fluent in Spanish so she takes over. "FBI. Tenemos algunas preguntas para usted." 

The man is put in handcuffs but before he is arrested, he is forced to tell you where he is keeping the illegals. There's a reason why you felt fear coming from the stables. There are people in there scared of the man you arrested. He rapes them and keeps them prisoner for his own sick pleasure. After you get them medical help, you take the man back to the station for questioning. The man is placed into an interrogation room that Derek is going to use so you're off to the side with the rest of the team to watch him.

"Anything?" Hotch asks you.

"He picked a fight with Richard about the illegals. He's very angry and desperate. I even saw him decapitating someone through energies. I don't have any evidence though."

"No, but you can question him afterward."

"Okay, I'll do that."

Derek walks into the interrogation room and stands in front of the man who is stoned and silent, and Eva walks into the room where you and Hotch are.

"Now, you're gonna listen to me. If you don't want to talk to me, that's fine. I don't care, but you're facing rape, kidnapping, weapon charges, and numerous counts of federal conspiracy to smuggle and harbor illegal aliens. This is your last chance to help yourself, my friend."

"He doesn't look concerned," Hotch says.

"It's because the whole border situation is chaos. He has as much chance of just getting deported as he does of doing prison time."

"I'll make some calls and see if I can pull some federal strings."

"Who's gonna pull the strings when you go home?" she sighs.

Emily and JJ are questioning the woman whose husband disappeared last night, the person whose head was on a stick in front of the sheriff's house this morning. The mother was distressed over her husband but her son told them that he saw the sun when they were running which is weird since they cross the border at night. They didn't think too much of it and passed it off as the kid having trauma for leaving his father behind.

You wait until your team is done questioning everyone before you search for Deputy Boyd. When you don't see him, you question around for his whereabouts. The line of questioning your team did took a little longer than usual so Deputy Boyd was sent home, and Sheriff Ruiz also went home. You take out your phone and call her but she isn't answering.

Weird. You'll talk to Boyd tomorrow. Penelope's search of the deputy didn't come back with any red flags. He's a model employee even though he doesn't have a lot of friends or family around.

When you arrive at the station tomorrow, there isn't a deputy in sight.

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Marilyn Monroe and Jane Russell in Gentlemen Prefer Blondes (Howard Hawks, 1953)

Cast: Jane Russell, Marilyn Monroe, Charles Coburn, Elliott Reid, Tommy Noonan, George Winslow, Marcel Dalio, Taylor Holmes, Norma Varden, Howard Wendell, Steven Geray. Screenplay: Charles Lederer, based on a musical comedy by Joseph Fields and Anita Loos. Cinematography: Harry J. Wild. Art direction: Lyle R. Wheeler, Joseph C. Wright. Costume design: Travilla. Film editing: Hugh S. Fowler. Songs by Jule Styne and Leo Robin.

Given the sexism and vulgarity that underlies the teaming of Marilyn Monroe and Jane Russell -- two women best known at the time for their bodies, not for their talents as actresses or singers -- it's gratifying that Gentlemen Prefer Blondes turned out to be a landmark film in both their careers. Some of it has to do with the director, Howard Hawks, who despite his reputation for womanizing created some of the most memorable roles for such actresses as Katharine Hepburn, Jean Arthur, Rosalind Russell, Lauren Bacall, and many others. Certainly neither Russell nor Monroe ever showed more wit and liveliness than they do here, even though Monroe is playing the gold-digging ditz part that she came to resent, especially after having to play it again the same year in How to Marry a Millionaire (Jean Negulesco), and Russell is stuck with the wise-cracking sidekick role. Both stars are paired with lackluster leading men, Elliott Reid and Tommy Noonan, but while it might have been fun to see someone like Cary Grant in Reid's part, that kind of casting would probably have thrown the film off-balance. Better that we have Charles Coburn's bedazzled old lech, young George Winslow's precocious appreciation of Monroe's "animal magnetism," and Marcel Dalio's judge overwhelmed by Russell's hilarious impersonation of Monroe's Lorelei Lee. The production numbers, choreographed by Jack Cole, costumed by Travilla, and filmed by Harry J. Wild in a candy-store Technicolor that we'll not see the like of again, are exceptional showcases for Russell and Monroe: The former's baritonish growl blends perfectly with the latter's sweet and wispy soprano (though some of Monroe's high notes were provided by Marni Nixon).

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The 7 best new and returning TV Shows in 2023

We already have a list of 7 new and returning TV shows that should be put right on your must-watch list, so we can assure you that 2023 will be a fantastic year for TV shows. With new programs like the BBC's touching drama Best Interests and HBO's epic and horrifying The Last of Us in January, there is something for everyone. Along with returning favorites like You and Sex Education from Netflix, Clarkson's Farm is back on Prime Video. 1. Sex Education season 4 For more crazy antics and coming-of-age drama in 2023, Asa Butterfield, Gillian Anderson, Ncuti Gatwa, Aimee-Lou Wood, Emma Mackey, Connor Swindells, Kedar Williams-Stirling, and Mimi Keene will all be back. The critically acclaimed teen drama's final season is anticipated (*sobs*), but it will also feature Schitt's Creek actor Dan Levy as Maeve's new Ivy League tutor Thomas Molloy. https://youtu.be/goke5cXZ3Ro 2. You season 4 As Joe, played by Penn Badgley, reluctantly turns into a detective in London after learning that he might not be the only murderer in town, he is accompanied by Ed Speelers (Downton Abbey), Charlotte Ritchie (Fresh Meat, Feel Good), Adam James (Vigil), and Charlotte Scott (Fresh Meat, Feel Good). Netflix will start streaming You season 4 part 1 on February 10. https://youtu.be/Xp30pyRW23U 3. Velma Release on January 12, HBO US broadcaster Max; UK broadcaster TBD Featuring: Constance Wu, Sam Richardson, and Mindy Kaling The most intelligent member of Scooby-team, Doo's Velma Dinkley (Mindy Kaling), has her origin tale in this animated series for adults. There is no news yet on whether Velma, a longtime LGBTQ+ icon and recently confirmed queer character, will be portrayed as such in Kaling's project, despite the fact that we know the show will contain a "love triangle". So let's hope. https://youtu.be/lHdtsWn7sgE 4. Daisy Jones & The Six Release: March 3, 2023, Prime Video Riley Keough, Sam Claflin, and Suki Waterhouse appear in the series. This miniseries, which was produced in the form of a mock-doc episode of MTV's Behind The Music, follows a fake rock band as they erupt and ultimately implode in 1970s Los Angeles. Expect plenty of sex, drugs, and rock 'n' roll since it is based on Taylor Jenkins Reid's best-selling book, which was partially inspired by the real-life highs and lows of Fleetwood Mac. https://youtu.be/s9kwIlRJNy0 5. Secret Invasion Availability: early in 2023, Disney+ Ben Mendelsohn, Kingsley, and Samuel L. Jackson are the stars. Ben-Adir Do you recall Captain Marvel's shape-shifting aliens, the Skrulls? They will be the main subject of this new superhero program, which will depict a more nuanced and subdued side of Samuel L. Jackson's Nick Fury. As a "crossover event series," there is a good chance that other beloved Marvel characters will make a surprise appearance. https://youtu.be/qZVTkn2NjS0 6. Masters of the Air Release: Apple TV+ in 2023 Featuring: Barry Keogh, Callum Turner, and Austin Butler This miniseries about World War II has a solid resume. Tom Hanks and Steven Spielberg serve as executive producers, and Cary Fukunaga of No Time to Die The director Joji Fukunaga is one of them. A talented ensemble of up-and-coming performers, led by Elvis actor Austin Butler, portrays the valiant "bomber boys" who fought the war in the air. https://youtu.be/aDyDg04x1W0 7. Poker Face Starring: Natasha Lyonne, Joseph Gordon-Levitt, Adrien Brody; release date: January 26, Peacock (US); broadcaster in the UK TBC This detective drama was conceptualized by Glass Onion director Rian Johnson and offers a fascinating idea. The lead role of Charlie Cale, a sleuth with an uncanny ability to detect deception, belongs to Natasha Lyonne (Russian Doll). The 10-episode season has a "case-of-the-week" structure, making it a potential Murder, She Wrote replacement for the streaming era. https://youtu.be/UH5uGZ9SW7A Read the full article

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8/28/24

omfg ok so i had ap psych today. i was able to move seats to sit across from isabel. we had a fire drill. so i got to extra talk to micah and isabel which was fun and i saw lola. i rlly like micah and isabel. they’re sweet. we had the sr&r which is so dumb and then it was boring up until the freshman picnic. i met this super nice girl named ellie was wearing the same red as me! i met rafikis younger sister sarah and emerson’s friend carys. i also met someone named juliet and someone named julien and sam just like a bunch of people lol. but so ANYWAY

we did a bunch of weird ass acting games idek know what they’re called but like we ran around in a circle?? OMFG JAC JAC SHOWED UP LMAO

ok so we had to do this thing where we stood in a circle on the stage and introduced ourselves and our pronouns and what we did in theater. wally was standing right next to me. so it’s get to sofia. this is the girl who had emailed reid wanting to asm. and she says. “I’m sofia and i asmed at longfellow and i want to do it for the rest of my life!” and my and wally look at each other and we’re like what? so anyway she keeps going and then it gets to wally and he says like “hi im wally i wanna asm” and she gives such a weird look. idk it was so odd so it gets to me i say im larkin i do tech. anyway afterwards we’re all in the blackbox just mingling and like in in a group with her and like two other people and she says “oh your larkin right? you want to asm?” BRO. wtf.

anyway i talked to some other random people after that but yeah that was super weird

[ulkaralakbarova]

Chris is the top brain who just wants to party, Mitch is the 15-year-old college wiz kid. Supposedly hard at work on a lab project with a mysterious deadline, they still find time to use their genius to discover new ways to have fun. Credits: TheMovieDb. Film Cast: Chris Knight: Val Kilmer Mitch Taylor: Gabriel Jarret Jordan: Michelle Meyrink Professor Hathaway: William Atherton Kent: Robert Prescott Major Carnagle: Louis Giambalvo Lazlo Hollyfeld: Jon Gries CIA Man Decker: Ed Lauter Shuttle Pilot: Stacy Peralta Laser Ray Victim: Daniel Ades Bartender: Andres Aybar Air Force General: Charles Shull George: Beau Billingslea Larry: Charles Parks Boy at Science Fair: Sean Frye Girl at Science Fair: JoAnn Willette Old Lady: Ina Gould Student at Science Fair: Nadine Vix Mr. Taylor: Paul Tulley Mrs. Taylor: Joanne Baron Darlington Recruiter: Harry Johnson Sherry Nugil: Patti D’Arbanville Dr. Dodd: Monte Landis Mrs. Meredith: Sandy Martin Dr. Meredith: Severn Darden Cornell: Randy Lowell Carter: John Shepherd Reid Bodie: Tommy Swerdlow ‘Ick’ Ikagami: Mark Kamiyama Math Professor: Martin Gundersen Carpet Man: Brett Miller Milton: Dean Devlin Fenton: Yuji Okumoto Chris’ Girl at Party: Lynda Wiesmeier Ick’s Girl at Party: Penny Baker Cornell’s Girl at Party: Marcia Karr Girl at Party: Isabelle Walker Girl at Party: Marii Mak Girl at Party: Cheri Wells Girl at Party: Catherine MacNamara Student: Johnny Vasily TV Makeup Man: Ed Garrabrandt TV Stage Manager: Isabel Cooley Waitress: Robin Stober Susan: Deborah Foreman Student in Hall: David Marvit Air Force Gate Guard: Michael Crabtree Air Force Gate Guard: Charles Sweigart Air Force Gate Guard: Peter Parros Computer Technician: Ronald Taylor Air Force Major: James Carrington Air Force Controller: Michael Backes Air Force Sergeant: Corki Grazer Laser Technician: Jeanne Mori Engineer: David Ursin Congressman: Joe Dorsey Laser Specialist: Will Knox Air Force Technician: Kevin Hurley Girl in Popcorn (uncredited): Kimberly Spak Film Crew: Director: Martha Coolidge Set Decoration: Phil Abramson Camera Operator: John J. Connor Producer: Brian Grazer Casting: Jane Jenkins Production Design: Josan F. Russo Hairstylist: Edie Panda Visual Effects Supervisor: Richard L. Bennett Casting: Janet Hirshenson Screenplay: Neal Israel Screenplay: Pat Proft Editor: Richard Chew Makeup Artist: Zoltan Elek Original Music Composer: Thomas Newman Art Direction: Jack G. Taylor Jr. Special Effects Coordinator: Phil Cory Executive Producer: Robert Daley Director of Photography: Vilmos Zsigmond Screenplay: PJ Torokvei Associate Producer: Sam Crespi-Horowitz Music Supervisor: Becky Mancuso-Winding Music Supervisor: Michael Papale Supervising Sound Editor: Julia Evershade Sound Designer: George Budd Music Editor: Ted Whitfield Costume Supervisor: Marla Denise Schlom Costumer: Joseph Roveto Costumer: Michael F. Hamer Visual Effects Supervisor: David Stipes Stunts: Kenny Alexander Stunts: Shane Dixon Stunts: Kenny Ferrugiaro Stunts: Linda Lee Franklin Stunts: Allan Graf Stunts: Marian Green Stunts: Debby Porter Stunts: Bernie Pock Stunts: Spiro Razatos Stunts: Edward J. Ulrich Stunts: David M. Graves Unit Production Manager: Billy Ray Smith First Assistant Director: Stephen McEveety Second Assistant Director: Joseph P. Moore Set Designer: Erin M. Cummings Set Designer: Steven Wolff Other: Alex Tavoularis First Assistant Camera: Ken Nishino Second Assistant Camera: Robert Samuels Second Unit Director of Photography: Frederick Elmes Key Grip: Richard W. Deats Grip: Jerry D. Deats Best Boy Electric: Robert Jason Additional Editing: Arthur Coburn First Assistant Editor: Albert Coleman Other: Alexandra Leviloff Other: Deborah Cichocki Other: Bill Wilner Sound Editor: Anna Boorstin Sound Editor: Virginia Cook-McGowan Sound Editor: Cari Lewis Sound Editor: Marshall Winn Sound Editor: Roxanne Jones McCarthy Supervising ADR Editor: Beth Bergeron ADR Editor: Lauren Palmer Assistant Sound Editor: Paul C. Warschilka Assistant Sound Editor: Christy Richmond Sound Effects: John P. Fasal Sound Effects: Doug Hemp...

[theraininthestars]

Review de Ten Trends To Seduce Your Best Friend

Cuando leí Love On The Brain o La Química del Amor de Ali Hazelwod, empecé a buscar fanart del libro por que me encanta ver fanart. Y termine encontrando uno que me encantó de Bee y Levi sentados en un baño con Levi pintado el cabello de Bee, excepto que no eran Bee y Levi, solo personajes que se parecen mucho. Estos eran Winnifred y Byron del libro Ten trends To Seduce Your Bestfriend. He tenido un bloqueo de lector muy duro y no puedo leer otra cosa que no sea una comedia romántica, entonces el libro llamó mi interés y lo leí. De esto se trata:

Ten Trends to Seduce Your Best Friend (2022) de Penny Reid sigue la historia de Winnifred o Winnie, o Fred si eres Byron, una maestra de primaria de ciencias naturales que sube videos de ciencia y tecnología a internet. Con el sueño de inspirar a niñas a entrar a carreras de STEM y seguir teniendo intereses en maquillaje y moda, su mejor amiga y compañera de cuarto le sugiere entrar en su organización en el puesto de community manager para lograr su sueño. Pero para esto necesita que cuenta suba de seguidores, entonces ¿Qué opción le queda a Winnifred? Que pedirle al mejor amigo de su mejor amiga, Byron, que actué en tener una tensión romántica-sexual en diversos challenges y trends hasta que oh, ya no es actuado ¿Logrará Winnifred llegar a su meta de seguidores? ¿Cuántos challenges les tomará a los dos para darse cuenta que no están actuando? ¿Esto me quitará mi bloqueo de lector? (La respuesta es no, pero si lo leí muy rápido)

Para quitar esto de en medio, la historia no tiene nada que ver con amigos a pareja. Los dos personajes principales tienen un disgusto mutuo (supuestamente) y de hecho les cuesta mucho llegar al punto de considerarse amigos, y para cuando dicen que son amigos, todos sabemos que son más que eso.

Siento que hay momentos donde la autora trabaja de manera superficial con los personajes, como si lo importante es la escena que el impacto en los dos personajes. Un ejemplo, es más importante tener la escena donde los protagonistas casi se besan que entender como la trama termina en este punto y cómo afecta a los personajes antes, durante y después de la escena. Lo cuál hace que estos momentos parezcan superficiales. Aunque, la tensión de algunos de estos momentos esta muy bien hecha (Mención especial a la escena de la cocina y mención infame a la escena del pasillo al baño). Aunque me encanta leer a hombres patéticos, no sentí la construcción de este momento.

Los personajes, vamos a discutir de los principales que son Winnifred y Byron, y con mención especial de la mejor amiga de ambos, Amelia, porque son los únicos personajes que se deben hablar.

Winnifred es muy amigable y carismática. Me gusta su solidaridad y gusto por ayudar a al gente viene con ese sentido de independencia y desconfianza de las personas, la autora logró balancearlo bien a mi parecer. Ella personaliza la terquedad de una manera distinta, en vez de ser agresiva y directa, es dulce y pasiva. Sin embargo, entiendo que puede ser interpretado como irritante de parte de ella. Su desarrollo de personaje me encantó, pero siento que su progreso no se construye de manera adecuada. No es de manera realista, sino como si a la autora se le olvidará que esta pasando el personaje por este proceso. En general, es un buen personaje que siento sufre más de la necesidad de la autora de interpretar una escena, que el impacto de la escena en el personaje.

Llegamos al personaje de Byron, quien a mi parecer cambia mucho del Byron que conocemos en los primeros capítulos al que tenemos en todo el libro. Él es el escritor misterioso, reservado y con traumas del pasado que no el permite acercarse a al gente. La relación que mantiene con Winnie es muy buena, tiene excelente tensión, tiene un crecimiento semi-orgánico y se me hace muy dulce. Los dos aprenden de los errores y fortalezas del otro y crecen a través de estos. Byron es un personaje que actúa como un adulto, es cariñoso, atento, amable, servicial y directo con Winnie lo cuál la complementa. Lo amé.

Y finalmente, mi personaje favorito. AMELIA. Un aplauso para la mejor amiga de Winnie, Byron y de los lectores. Amelia apoyo a sus dos idiotas, siempre esta dispuesta a ayudarlos, los apoya en cumplir sus sueños y los confronta cuando están siendo muy idiotas. Genuinamente, adoro la escena donde Amelia confronta a Winnie al final porque no es grosera, ni minimaliza lo que le sucede a Winnie, pero si la hace entrar en razón sobre sus tendencias de auto sabotaje como hace una mejor amiga.

La redacción y estructura del libro no me fascina y esto puede hacer que muchos momentos del libro parezcan superficiales y perjudiquen los arcos de los personajes y el ritmo de la historia. Así que para mi es un 3.5, pero por que amó lo patético que es Byron cuando le gusta Winnie, es un 4. Es mi debilidad, si su amor es patético, tiene una estrella más en mi escala.

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