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ˏˋ°•*⁀➷ ❝ the most dangerous thing is to love ❞ ─ a darling, in any life blurb

pairing: aaron hotchner x reader. summary: the red thread between two people destined to be together may stretch and tangle, but those ties will never break. or: you almost lose him over the most silly of insecurities. content warnings: i'm thinking none. you can tell me otherwise though. word count: 500+

Aaron hasn't been the same the past week, you knew there was a problem and he wasn’t speaking on it, that couldn't be good, he was never the type to shy away from saying what bothered him, especially to you. You knew each other too long, from too way back to keep secrets. 

He's at your couch, sweats, t-shirt, socks. It's Friday night but there are still files on your coffee table he’s looking over. Everything about it is completely ordinary, domestic. But he's too silent, too absorbed in his own mind. Not once did he glance over to you like he usually does, a reassuring smile telling you he enjoyed the quietness. 

You leave the papers you're grading at the desk, going to him ready to get answers, even if you didn't enjoy what they could be, you can see the surprise on his face as you kneed in front of him, taking his hands on yours as you searched for his eyes. “Hey, what's wrong?”

He has that look on his face like he's about to lose something and he's trying to hold on to it as much as he can and that doesn't help your nerves in the slightest. Aaron pulls you up with ease, getting you to sit on the coffee table filled with papers so you can talk face to face. 

"You've managed to avoid meeting Jack more than once now and that worries me." Oh. You open your mouth countless times trying to come up with some sort of excuse that didn't actually exist, eyes blinking so fast you couldn't hide how nervous and surprised you were. "I—I love you and I want you, us. I want a family for him, for Jack. He's front and center always and—" 

Interrupting him with your index finger was your way to show him he didn't need to make his case on this. That was the first time he told you he loved you and it felt like a goodbye and it was your fault for being… Silly.

"I'm too scared he’ll hate me." Your voice is nothing but a whisper, children were never part of your life, you were an only child and then a driven working woman, the friends you had who became moms would soon have conflicting schedules and fall out of touch. If Jack hated your guts you and Aaron could never work it out. 

The relief he feels is so loud he actually has to sigh before chuckling and pulling you in to his lap, hugging you so tight you can barely breath. "He's not going to. I promise you, he's the sweetest kid, really.”

You nod furiously, ready to make things right, "we could go back to your place tomorrow? Go to the movies, maybe?"

"Anything you want, honey."

"I love you too, by the way." It isn't ideal, and it wasn't the most romantic way to declare it. But in a way you always loved each other and you both always knew it.

"Oh good, I was sweating for a minute here."

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Requested: yes- a blurb with Zach where you’ve been getting blown off by him so you’re spending a lot of time with jack and he takes you to get a tattoo and Zach gets jealous of how much time you’re spending with him

Word count: 2469

a/n: hi I haven’t written in 79 years so I hope you like it!!! It’s definitely a bit longer than i blurb so if you’re into short ones I’m sorry, but if you like em longer (I have the brain of a child) I gotchu :)

“I can’t babe, I have to go into the studio today.” He told her over the phone, a frown once again taking over her face.

“But Jack and Corbs aren’t going in today?” She asked him, almost hoping to catch him in a lie.  She knew it wouldn’t work, knew even though he had been blowing her off for different reasons each day, he’d never lie, never cheat.

“We’re recording ad libs and a couple of solo parts, they don’t need to. I’m sorry love, but tomorrow I promise.” Zach said, but she knew that tomorrow would mean next week, or that tomorrow meant a measly Facetime call instead of being together.

She wasn’t sure what had happened, if she had done anything wrong or said something to make him distance himself, but she could feel the tension between her and Zach, a tension that hadn’t ever been there before. When they first met, it was an instant connection. The giggles never stopped and the conversation was endless but now it was a different story, it was small one word texts or filler conversation while they caught up with each other. It was almost as if they had lost their spark, except y/n hadn’t. y/n felt the same love for Zach she felt the first time she told him, but she was beginning to think Zach no longer felt the same.

“Oh, okay well-” her phone buzzed, interrupting her as she took it away from her ear to see a call from Jack coming in, “I gotta go Z, I have to take this call but I’ll talk to you later.”

“Okay, bye babe,” he said before hanging up, forgetting or intentionally not saying ‘i love you’.

y/n answered Jack’s call, a sigh escaping her mouth.

“Hey,” she said glumly.

“Okay, what’d he do this time?” Jack questioned, hearing the sadness in her tone. As Zach had been pushing her away for the unknown reason, y/n had begun to confide in Jack. Jack, who answered every call, who had the right thing to say for everything. Jack who was so good at listening it was scary, who could make even the saddest person’s day so much better, as he was quite literally the personification of the sun. Jack, who was always there for her and quickly became each other’s best friends. They had been spending a lot of time together ever since Zach started acting weird. They’d have sleepovers, go shopping, Jack taught her how to skateboard and she in return taught him how to cook his favorite meal. The inside jokes they shared brought them to tears and they held no secrets back from each other, they told each other everything, which made Jack the perfect person to rant to.

“It’s just… he did it again! Made an excuse and before he hung up, didn’t say ‘I love you,’ or give me a chance to tell him and I don’t know what to do!” she exclaimed, a pool of tears welling in her eyes. But she refused to let them fall, refused to let him do that to her.

“Okay, come over. He just left for the studio and we can hang out,” he told her, in which she agreed and quickly sped over to the boy’s shared house. It was quiet, too quiet to be the boy’s house, but Zach was gone and Jonah, Corbyn and Daniel were hidden away in their rooms. As y/n walked in, unlocking the door with the key Zach got her for their one-year anniversary which was two years ago, she found Jack at the kitchen counter, a notebook and pencil in front of him.

“Whatcha doing there,” y/n smiled as she watched her best friend deep in thought while he stared at the sketch.

“I’m getting my next tattoo tonight, wanna come?” He grinned, knowing she wasn’t big on needles being repeatedly and speedily stabbed into someone skins over and over and over again. She didn’t understand the addiction behind it, why people liked the pain, why people would cover their entire bodies in ink. Though she didn’t understand, she loved Jacks. Loved that they were tasteful, original and had meaning behind almost each and every one.  

“I mean sure…” she drifted, taking a seat in the stool next to him, “what is it?”

“Okay it looks and sounds stupid, but once the artist does it it’ll look sick, I promise,” he slid his sketchbook in front of her, showing off his half-decent drawing of five lights forming a star.

y/n raised her eyebrows, wondering if she should take back the admiration for Jack’s tattoo’s, “what’s it mean?”

“Well,” he began pointing to four of the bulbs, “these four are for Corbs, D, Jo and Zach. But this one is for the Limelights. I wouldn’t be here without any of it, something to remind me if for some reason my head ever gets a little too big” Jack smiled.

And y/n took everything back she had once thought when she saw the sketch, because picturing the reaction of the boys, the reaction from the fans and smile that would capture Jack’s face once it was done was enough to convince her that it was perfect.

So a couple hours later when she found herself sitting next to Jack, who winced now and again when a needle hit a soft spot on his arm. While the artist shaded each bulb, each detail, the two friends discussed Zach.

“I mean, I literally haven’t heard from him since he hung up,” y/n checked the time, nine pm, “I mean it’s been almost twelve hours!”

“Love, the studio is literally a time warp, a casino. You walk in thinking it’s been two hours and it’s been two days.” Jack told her, looking up at her from the table.

y/n sighed, “it’s not just today though, it’s been almost a month since we’ve gone on a real date.”

“You’ve been together three years? You still need a proper date?” Jack asked.

“No, I don’t need a proper date, but I need effort and he’s not putting any in. I know he’s busy, but so am I. I have school and a job of my own but I still find time, still make time for not only him but for you and the other three too.”

Jack thought for a moment, the only sound being the buzzing of the tattoo gun against his arm.

“I don’t know what’s going on with him, he’s been quiet around us too. Maybe it’s just stress? Or he could be having a man-period, lord knows he’s basically a girl when it comes to his mood swings.”

His comment earned him a slap on the thigh, causing the artist to laugh as he winced in pain once again.

“Okay, I deserved that one,” he laughed, “but I really think it’s just a phase. I mean it’s Zach, he’s crazy about you. Has been for almost three years and I don’t think that’s changed or will change anytime soon.” He told her, a zap of confidence surging through her body.

The conversation died, and silence took over once again, as y/n got up from her seat to look at the designs posted on the walls. Flowers, snakes, crosses, naked ladies and quotes scattered all over the walls had her mesmerized. The detail of a horses mane and the line work of simple quotes made her fascination for tattoos grow with each one that crossed her eyes.

“You thinking about getting one?” the tattoo artist asked as he washed up Jack’s tattoo, applying a bandage over it so it can heal and be admired all at once.

“Oh, no. God no,” y/n laughed. Jack laughed with her, standing up from the table.

“I think you should get one, you’d look like a badass,” he told her, an arm wrapping around her as she thought about it.

So after almost a half hour of fighting, she sat there on the table, getting the transfer of her favorite quote onto her collar bone. It was truly beautiful, a handwritten cursive font, thin but elegant, the perfect first tattoo.

There weren’t many things she was sure of that day. Wasn’t sure what was going on with Zach, wasn’t sure he was okay, that they were okay. But she was sure that this tattoo was what she needed, to push herself and to remind herself whose in control.

“I am the master of my fate, I am the captain of my soul” she whispered to herself as she looked in the mirror to make sure the position was to her liking.

“Does it look good?” she asked turning to Jack, her grabbed his best friend’s arm and shook her excitedly.

“It looks so good!” he exclaimed.

And suddenly it was happening, the slight sting of the needle making contact with her skin. The artist dragging it a short distance before taking a break to stretch the skin and get a better angle. As he went on, creating words along her bone, she came to realize why everyone who got their first tattoo never made it their last. Because though it was uncomfortable, the pain of the needle, she liked it. It was a different kind of pain, one that didn’t hurt her heart like the recent pain she had been dealing with, the constant uncertainty and the constant push away. She knew the pain of the needle was temporary, as she didn’t love the needle. But she loved Zach, and she wasn’t so sure the pain of Zach blowing her off was necessarily as temporary as she hoped it was.

When they got home, the house was still quiet, not a boy insight as they made their way to the couch to watch a movie. They were close, too close some would say, but that was them. They would cuddle and share blankets as their hands brushed past each others in the popcorn bowl and they knew it was nothing but platonic friendliness. They all knew it; Daniel, Corbyn, Jonah, their families, the fans, Zach. But Zach wasn’t so sure when he walked through the door, coming home from his studio session to find Jack hovering over her, lightly brushing his hand over y/n’s chest on the couch.

“What the fuck?” Zach said, slamming the door behind him and throwing his keys on the dining table as the two of them looked up.

“Oh hey dude,” Jack said waving with a smile, oblivious to Zach’s anger, still too close to y/n for his liking.

“Don’t ‘hey dude’ me. What the fuck is this?” he raised his eyebrows, as y/n and Jack looked at each other confused.

“You don’t like it?” y/n asked, and Zach’s eyes popped out of his head as sped around to the other side of couch, blocking the view of the movie.

“What is your problem?” Jack asked, standing up to face him as y/n repositioned herself between the two still on the couch.

“My problem? My problem! My problem is that you and y/n have been spending so much time together and now I walk in to see my best friend on top of my girlfriend! Is this why you two have gotten so close lately? Going behind my back? Thinking I haven’t noticed how much alone time you guys share? I’m stupid, trust me I know, but I’m not an idiot Jack!” Zach yelled, causing the three other band mates to peak their heads around the staircase.

Jack and y/n looked at each other, eyes wide as it clicked in both their heads. It was why Zach was so distant, why Zach was acting strange, why he was blowing her off. And they couldn’t help but collapse in laughter, tears streaming down their face as he stood their confused and the other three made their way into the living room to investigate.

“Oh, so now you’re laughing? You think this funny?” Zach boomed, suddenly becoming angry again. It only caused more laughter as their stomach began to cramp, Jack rolling on the couch and y/n already on the floor.

“N-n-no,” y/n cried, a hand on her stomach, “it’s just.”

“What?! Someone please explain to me why cheating is so fucking funny!” Zach yelled.

“SHE’S NOT CHEATING ON YOU, YOU MORON!” Jack laughed, his face against the couch cushion, “no offense y/n, but Zach, us? Together? Are you crazy? She’s like my sister!”

“Yeah? Well then what the hell did I just walk into then?” Zach questioned, crossing his arms.

“Z,” y/n said, still giggling as she moved her white v-neck to the side to show him the bandage that had pooled with blood around the ink. His eyes widened, moving quickly and sitting beside her to look at it more closely.

“You got a tattoo? You hate tattoos?” Zach said, lightly grazing it like Jack had been doing when he walked in. Suddenly it clicked in his head as he repeated the same actions, snapping his head to see a smirking Jack.

“You were just checking it weren’t you?” Zach sighed, his head resting on his girl’s lap.

“That’s exactly what I was doing,” Jack laughed.

Zach grabbed a hand of each of theirs, squeezing it hard as regret coursed through his body, “I’m so sorry, I feel like an idiot. I should’ve known nothing was going on.” he confessed, doing the quick handshake with his band mate before wrapping himself around y/n as Jack left the room still laughing.

“I’m so sorry babe, I should’ve trusted you, I don’t know what came over me. I guess I just saw how much fun you and Jack had together and I started to distance myself, thinking the worst possible situation. I’m an idiot.” He told her before capturing her lips with his. Gags came from the kitchen, as Corbyn, Daniel and Jonah sat in the kitchen, but not for long as they all rushed back upstairs like little kids who still believed in coodies.

“It’s okay, I should’ve realized how it looks to some other people, but you’re it Z. You’re it for me and I love you so much,” y/n told him with a smile.

“I’m glad, because you’re it for me too and I love you more,” Zach kissed her once more before looking back down at her new addition to her body, “I really like that, it’s so sick.”

y/n laughed, “I think you should see Jack’s, I think you’ll like his a lot more,” she smiled, as Zach replaced him on the couch to watch the rest of the movie, making up for the lost time.  

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The Enemy Of The World - Special Edition (DVD)

Latest Review: The Enemy Of The World Starring Patrick Troughton as Doctor Who With Frazer Hines as Jamie and Deborah Watling as Victoria Written by David Whitaker Directed by Barry Letts Released by BBC Worldwide March 2018 It's out, and it's about time. Some five years after its initial release, The Enemy of the World is once again released this month, this time bursting with the features we've come to expect from a BBC Doctor Who DVD and that were notably absent from 2013. Indeed, even the DVD blurb acknowledges this: "Originally rush released shortly after its recovery, there was little time to complete the extensive Special Features typical of archive Doctor Who releases". Well, quite! So what do we get in what many would say is the "proper" release? Commentary: check. Production notes: check. Photo Gallery: check. An exhaustive making-of: check! The two-disc release also includes an interview with the man behind the rediscovery of this story, Phil Morris, a brief item on the restoration work undertaken in 2013, a tribute to the late Deborah Watling, the Jon Pertwee introduction to the then only existing episode 3 from The Troughton Years, and the original trailer from 1967 that followed The Ice Warriors. You even get a reversible cover so it can happily sit alongside the rest of your DVD collection if you prefer to maintain that consistent look and feel. However, one thing that certainly isn't consistent is the disc's opening menu! If you've been watching a number of DVDs recently like I have, the absence of the 'traditional' Davison opening accompanying the TARDIS 'arrival' into the main menu is quite a jarring shock, with the sequence being dispensed with in favour of a brief snippet of the Troughton titles leading straight to the menu. I guess I'll get used to it - at least the familiar "roundels" menu has survived! For the episodes themselves, the DVD boasts of further remastering with modern techniques by Peter Crocker and MArk Ayres - how much of an improvement in picture quality to the previous release I'm not so sure about, but the story looks and sounds very clean, and possibly as pristine as it'll ever be (and a definite improvement to the 480 line i-Tunes cash-in back in 2013...). I won't dwell over the story itself - after all if you're reading a review then you're probably familiar with the plot(!) - but it is one of those stories that features the change of direction halfway through that transforms the story into something else rather unexpected that I always like in drama. With only episode three as a visual guide for literally decades I hadn't appreciated this change of direction, and it is still a delight to savour now - it's probably no coincidence that the director, Barry Letts, becomes producer of an era full of such twists and turns. The complete serial also allows us to enjoy the characters in all their glory, and more to the point being able to watch the performance of Patrick Troughton in his dual role as hero and villain. I must admit that it still feels like a novelty being able to watch and appreciate the full story, and leaves me eager for more (something that animations can only partially sate!). But seeing Troughton smoking a cigar in episode five as though in competion with Roger Delgado in The Mind of Evil still feels out of place, even though it is of course Salamander puffing away, not the Doctor. How the perception of that enemy of the world's health has changed! The accompanying production notes provide the usual behind-the-scenes essentials, dates, figures, the development of the story from script to screen, changes to planned dialogue, action, etc., plus of course detail of the cast and crew and related observations. Insights include how several inserts made their way into later stories, how the slick action sequences in episode one were more fraught in production with both a hovercraft mishap and the helicopter very nearly following suit. During episode two it is revealed that there is a mysterious scene included featuring the Doctor and Kent that doesn't appear in the production schedules. And in episode five it is revealed how some of the more excessive blood and violence in the script were restrained in production. Though the production of the story can of course now be digested through reading Volume 11 of The Complete History, here the notes are more practical in illustrating what's currently appearing on screen - for example, In episode four, a practical example of the way in which those recording the programme worried less about the edges of the frame owing to on-screen visibility of the time is illustrated. The commentary for the story is initially taken up with a lively discussion between Frazer Hines and Mary Peach, joined by Gordon Faith for the next couple of episodes. All change for episode four with Milton Johns and Sylvia James taking up observational duty, before returning to the original duo for the finale. Discussions across the episodes included acting with helicopters, working with Patrick Troughton, actor-come-director Barry Letts, and the delightful Debbie Watling (of course!), acting in the confines of small studios and limited sets, plus Sylvia's explanation of how the crew approached the creation of 2018[1], some 50 years ahead of time. The commentary was moderated by Simon Harries, who had big shoes to step into following the mighty moderator extraordinaire Toby Hadoke; however he was more than capable of keeping the conversations going and keeping Frazer in check!   The main feature on the second disc is Treasures Lost And Found. Unlike the more usual more straightforward fact-based making-ofs, here Toby Hadoke takes us on a "treasure hunt" for new information on the story in his indomitable style, uncovering "clues" along the way in a similar vein to Looking for Peter on The Sensorites - so it isn't surprising that his accomplice on this mission is researcher Richard Bignell[2]! Along the way Toby (possibly) drank his way through innumerable relaxing teas conversing informally with Mary Peach, Sylvia James, David Troughton, Frazer Hines and Sarah Lisemore, plus several inserts on the making of the story from a 2008 interview with Barry Letts and also a 2011 interview with Deborah Watling. The informal approach to the documentary meant that Toby took time to chat to his interviewees about more than just their Enemy-specific memories. Mary's extensive career was discussed, including what occured when she met Marilyn Munroe, and David reflected on life with the Doctor and his father's views of acting in theatre - which also highlighted the perceived nepotism of the time with his cameo as a guard in the story, not to mention Frazer's brother Ian, Barry Letts' nephew Andrew Staines and finally production assistant come influential producer Martin Lisemore's wife Sarah, whose interview at the end of the programme turns into its most poignant moment as the treasure is finally revealed. I did have a couple of niggly issues with the presentation, though: the archive interview of Barry Letts was interspersed with shots of Toby and Richard watching the footage on a laptop, which I found both disjointing and a distraction to hearing what Barry had to say. The other was the "pop-up" message gimmick, which reminded me more of Top Gear style antics (something perhaps not lost on Toby? grin). These were only minor quibbles though, overall the feature is highly entertaining, ably guided by Toby throughout. With this release being a celebration of its return in the anniversary year, it isn't surprising to find its recovery being featured in the extras. In Recovering The Past, Phil Morris takes us through the journey he undertook in his quest to find missing television, and in particular the trail through Nigeria to his eventual find of both Enemy and The Web of Fear in Jos. The passion he has for his job is obvious from the interview, as is his optimism for future finds He also left us with a tantalising hint of what might be in store in the future... Restoring Doctor Who is an accompanying piece which documented some of the process in restoring the story from its original off-the-shelf condition to what we can watch today. Remembering Deborah Watling is a tribute to the actress whose bubbly presence is sadly missed. Featuring Louise Jameson, Colin Baker, Sylvia James, Anneke Wills, and Frazer Hines, Debbie's life and career is followed through the memories of her sister Nicky and brother Giles, with everybody involved reminiscing on her wicked sense of humour, practical jokes, and of course her healthy scream! The package is rounded off with the brief introduction to the then single remaining episode by Jon Pertwee from The Troughton Years, a trailer for the story from 1967, and the usual photo gallery, plus PDF materials.   ---   So is the special edition worth buying? It does of course rather depend on whether you are interested in the extra features. If you're only interested in the story then, with this version released, if you haven't already purchased it you might well see the original 2013 version drop further in price in the coming months. If you're only after a commentary then an alternative, unoffiicial release from Fantom Films[3] may be a cheaper option (though there isn't much difference in cost between that and this entire DVD online at present!). However, if you haven't bought Enemy before then I would certainly recommend this as the version to get. It's just a shame it wasn't presented this way in the first place!   Hmm, with all the extensive recovery articles on this release, what's left for the special edition of The Web of Fear ... ?!!   [1] The production discussion places the setting of the story as 2017, but a newspaper clipping seen in episode five shows "last year's date" of 26th August 2017, indicating it is actually set in 2018 after all. [2] I might well be the only person who will laugh out loud at Richard's ringtone! [3] A notable absence on the DVD commentary is of course the wonderful Debbie Watling, who had left us by the time this package was put together. All is not lost, however, as she can be heard on the alternative commentary from Fantom Films (and you can also get your Toby fix as Master of Ceremonies too!). The CD is still available from Amazon etc. http://reviews.doctorwhonews.net/2018/03/the_enemy_of_the_world_special_edition_dvd.html?utm_source=dlvr.it&utm_medium=tumblr