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All these cultural and state Mikus and I know most depictions of my state are gonna be low hanging fruit jokes of us being rednecks/ white trash.
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This had me in tears
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ummmm fanart ft this. robot guy oc.
#btr!#bocchi the rock!#hitori gotou#hollow knight#quirrel#quirrel hollow knight#that tiny painting is bocchi in south carolina. btw.
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South Carolinian Miku!!
#She calls you darlin btw#I love this trend#it made me feel better about living in this awful state#I dislike south carolina lmao#hatsune miku#south carolina#art#fanart#miku#state miku#sc#cracker barrel#miku culture
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a baby sea turtle on its way to the ocean
#fripp island#South Carolina#sea turtle#ocean#animals#ocean animals#beach#paradise#baby turtle#turtle#nature#naturecore#made me smile#aesthetic#cute#my video#she made it to the ocean safely btw :) i think about her every day
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SC sounded like such a mom when he said "you're getting rice and gravy and you're gonna like it" I'm crying 😭😭 I love this video
Also since Florida too gagged at his barbeque sauce I bet SC is well-known among the states as the one with the unpopular or 'unique' food tastes
#wttt#welcome to the table#wttt south carolina#btw why is it controversial anyway can anyone tell me#I mean rice goes so well with gravy (unless the gravy he's talking about is something else)
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ngl i miss watching him in the sec
#dude looks exactly the same lmao#day 1 fav btw#deebo samuel#cfb#south carolina gamecocks#built DIFFERENT#ngl i feel bad for ppl who didn't see scar deebo
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i don’t know if this is going to be a positive thing to hear or what but i am obsessed with your worlds worst target odyssey and i hope you continue sharing its all insane and incredible. have a good day and stuff
well see the thing is i quit like 4 months ago. so there’s not really anything new to share and there won’t be until i move back to california and pay that beast a visit to see if it’s still standing. but it’s all tagged with “#my job wrapped” if you’re feeling so inclined to take a horrible journey
#my apologies if you knew that already but if not basically the story is:#i worked there from august 2021 - february 2023. 18 months exactly to the day#and long story short i finally quit because my favorite lead left#because his husband got a promotion that meant they were moving to florida(the target in question is in los angeles)#and i was like literally take this job and shove it i ain’t working here no more#oh yeah and i had tried to get promoted just for the pay raise because i was trying to move out of my shithole apartment#but they couldn’t promote me because they already promoted too many people so they were basically keeping me on the back burner#until someone could be transferred and/or promoted out of the store#and there was like. no timeline for any of this shit. no real job description for this position they created for me that they could give me#and the idea of potentially having to stay in that apartment for 6 more months while i found a different job made me soooo mad#that i literally just put in my notice & came back to south carolina at the beginning of april so i could spend the summer with my hounds#and now i’m unemployed by choice until i go back to california. like a freak lol#but it’s like. i have a nice little chunk of savings i’d much rather spend my time & energy on things that matter#like WORKING OUT and REFAMILIARIZING MYSELF WITH THE ACT OF OPERATING A VEHICLE#which btw i couldn’t do at my shithole apartment because there was no parking#soooooo uh. Yeah!#oh wait you know what let me add the tag —>#my job wrapped
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Having a set schedule
Sleep schedule is pretty good.
Friday and Saturday?
No. What is schedule?
#i cried myself into a nap on Thursday#so now im not sleeping right#im okay btw#just a death in the family#and im upset because i havent seen that person in years and have been trying to visit them in all that time#capitalism sucks#if i had more leniency in my job....#i couldve gone out to see him#but nobody tried to make plans that worked for me despite my best efforts#its hard enough to find time to visit my mom who is only an hour and a half away#so imagine trying to make plans to travel like... 12 hours#im at the far west end of KY#just west of the lakes#and this family member lived in the center of South Carolina... an hour or so away from Myrtle Beach#... i also learned that my uncle has a private jet?! and a personal pilot who gives first class service?!?#i mean. my other uncle (his brother) owns a plane that he pilots himself but#fuck those guys#(theyre actually assholes and they're steps sooo whatever)#but anyway#my mom texts me an hour after class starts and gives me the news#so I tough out the rest of class and then go to the apartment because fuck attending marketing class#i listened to the grief album and then cried myself to sleep on the couch clutching one of the cats#man i love cats#i wont even be able to attend the funeral#im really hurt#Time is so mean#perhaps ill meet that family in a dream soon#i usually see loved ones in dreams soon after they pass
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yall are actually killing me
i have a confession. i have no idea where the fuck baltimore is.
#no the story does not take place in florida#palmetto florida has nothing to do with this leave her alone#palmetto south carolina is fictional but it is based on a real place in south carolina called clemson. PSU is based on Clemson University#which is where nora went to college btw#i genuinely cant tell if yall are taking the piss or not
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WTTT Incorrect Quotes but it's just things that people in my real life have said
It's so long I'm so sorry 😭😭
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Illinois, cleaning his shoes: Last time I wore these shoes I got apple butter on them..
Ohio: I remember that song. *singing* Apple butter shoes, boots with the fur.
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Florida: *yapping*
New York, who forgot his phone in the car: I'm going to get my phone so I can ignore you for a minute.
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South Carolina: Georgia and I are dressing at Waylon and Willie for Halloween!
North Carolina: I could be Johnny Cash and just lay there in a coffin... *To the tune of Hurt by NIN covered by Johnny Cash. Johnny Cash impression.* I hurt myself, today
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Washington, helping Nevada with his math homework: Let's break it down
Nevada: I'll break it down *gets off of his chair and starts break dancing*
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Kansas: That sounded like a car commercial...
Oklahoma: I can write car commercials all day long.
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Maryland: Nothing says hot like harmonica!
(I have no context for this btw. My professor said it a couple weeks ago and I tuned into the conversation as soon as he said it and I have no idea what was happening before hand)
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Michigan: Hey, Ohi-
Ohio: And all of the sudden I heard an irritating, grading voice. And it was yours.
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Illinois: My grandma has chickens, and she's obsessed with chickens.
Minnesota: Tell your grandma to call me.
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Arizona: If you'll excuse me, I'm gonna go lock myself in the cooler.
Utah: Bang on the door if you need anything.
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Florida: *lands on go to jail in Monopoly* Noooo in jail again!?
Gov: That's something we need to talk about. If you keep driving so fast you're going to end up in jail.
Florida: Oh I thought this was gonna be about me puking in the county jail parking lot...
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California: What three characters have omniscience?
Florida: Your mom
California: What four characters have omniscience?
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Colorado: Are you thinking what I'm thinking?
Wisconsin: FOOD TRUCK!
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Missouri: Guess what my dream car is
Indiana: A Lamborghini
Missouri: No
Indiana: A Kia Soul
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Washington: New York with the leadership skills!
New York: I just know where I'm going -_-
Washington: Say "I'm New York and I'm a baddie"
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Texas: Can you count change? *Looks down at the change California gave him* You can!
California: I'm great at counting change, I used to do it for fun when I was little. Because I didn't have any friends.
Texas: Pfff-
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Oregon: A Monster a day keeps the straightness away.
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Nevada: You look like a clown.
California: Am I a pretty clown?
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Gov, to Louisiana and Florida: I would stop whining so much if you two stopped drinking alcohol.
California: Sometimes your whining makes me wish I liked alcohol.
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Florida: Gov, I'm helping!
Alabama: By... Making it harder?
Florida: Yep!
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Florida, singing: Everybody was kung fu fighting
New Jersey, to the tune Kung Fu Fighting: Everybody should shut the fuck up
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Washington's cat: *killing a bug.*
Washington: "Rip in half! Rip in half! Rip in half! When I say "beat" you say "that ass" Beat! *Long pause, points to Oregkn* Fill in for him!
Oregon: *slowly turns around in his spinny chair*
Washington: Aw, come on! You can say donkey instead. Beat!
*silence*
Oregon: No.
Washington: Fine. *dances out of the room* K-I-C-K-Y-O-A-S-S Oh yeeessss!
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Maryland: *playing a cheap toy recorder on a make-shift stage*
Massachusetts: MORE COWBELL!!
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California: I just love feeling like a menopausal woman.
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Oregon, sick: The crystal ladies said if you got sick after the eclipse, it's your ancestors banishing evil from your body.
Idaho: They're praying the gay away
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South Dakota: Wish me luck in war
Minnesota: You're not going to war, you're asking for a box
South Dakota: It's the same thing, damn it!
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Alaska: Penny for your thoughts?
Hawaii: I don't have any pennies.
Alaska: I don't have any thoughts!
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Louisiana: We can bring the baguette to and beat California with it...
Florida: Or Utah.
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Gov: If you could make any crime legal what would it be?
New York, Florida and Louisiana at the same time: Arson!
Gov: *mortified expression*
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Iowa, about chicken: Are you a thigh person?
Nebraska: I like legs... ThEy TrIeD tO pUt Me On ThE cOvEr Of VoGuE bUt My LeGs WeRe ToO LONGGGGG!
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Colorado: I need a stick!
California: I need a boyfriend, your point?
Colorado: ...Not that kind of stick.
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Oregkn: In high school my favorite past time was kissing boys.
Washington: *turns to California* Is that your favorite past time too?
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Texas: Why aren't bananas called yellows?
Florida: Because then Gwen Stefani couldn't use it in her song.
Louisiana: She'd just have to spell it different: This shit is yellows! Y-E-L-L-O-W-S!
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California: He's gay and he committed suicide.
New York: He's you... Don't commit suicide, please.
California: I WILL BECOME A MUSICAL!
New York: NOOO DO NOT BECOME A MUSICAL!
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North Carolina: I seriously hate you sometimes.
South Carolina Aww I love you too!
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Vermont: You wanna know the biggest dingus I know?
New Hampshire: You?
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Wisconsin: You're a yeasty beer
Illinois: You're a zesty beer
Wisconsin: Yeah well, your light in the loafers!
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Arizona: *says something dumb*
Nevada: Shaking my as- shaking my head.
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New York: *takes a drink of my pumpkin spice latte* Oh, that's delightful!
California: Look who's a white woman now?!
[later]
California: You basic white woman!
New York: I don't wanna talk about it...
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Louisiana: *throws a packet of French dressing at Florida, in a French accent* French
Florida: AAAAA IT'S FRENCH!!!
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Florida: Oh, I thought you were committing arson without me
Gov: If I ever decide to commit arson, I'll call you
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Florida: Ah yes, my favorite crime, trespassing. I'm joking... it's not my favorite crime
Georgia: What is your favorite crime?
Florida: Arson!
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Arizona: Finally a good song
New Mexico: Then why do you keep playing bad ones?
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*Either someone brought up Pedro Pascal*
California: He's the daddiest of daddies.
Texas: Don't say that ever again.
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Maine: There are more animals on the planet than humans and just think you could have been born a crab, but you were born a human"
Maryland: I wish I was a crab, then I could be crabby all day long
Maine: I'm all ready crabby all day long
Maryland: Yeah but if you were a crab you could crawl around and pinch people *walks away sideways with hands held like pinchers*
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Alaska: Why are you getting cologne
Hawaii: I want to smell like a masc lesbian.
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California: I've had morning sickness for the past five years
Florida: Are you pregnant-
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Washington: You can choose what you eat, whether it's vegetables, meat, or ass.
Nevada: *dying laughing* That threw me off guard.
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New York: PA, your turn to tell a word that means something bad
Pennsylvania: Would you consider emotional manipulation bad?
New Jersey: Yeah, I mean no, it turns me on
Pennsylvania: I guess my mom will really turn you on then
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Tennessee: Don't panic but there's a spider on your-
Kentucky: *Proceeds to scream bloody murder*
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Virginia: *sniffs bread.*
Virginia: "It's sourdough."
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New York: You know I'm insane, right?
California: I'm aware, but I don't care. It's one of your redeeming qualities.
#ben brainard#welcome to the statehouse#welcome to the table#wttt#wttt california#wttt new york#wttt florida#wttt louisiana#wttt gov#wttt illinois#wttt ohio#wttt south dakota#wttt south carolina#wttt north carolina#wttt washington#wttt nebraska#wttt new hampshire#wttt new jersey#wttt nevada#wttt new mexico#wttt oklahoma#wttt oregon#wttt maine#wttt maryland#wttt massachusetts#wttt minnesota#wttt kansas#wttt kentucky#wttt michigan#wttt arizona
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In general up until like season 11 most of the women in the show are very one dimensional and they're often ignored until they can move along the guys plotlines. They’re also focused on a lot less. Aside from like. Carolina. The girls are all shelved over and over. Kai just got straight up removed for like 7 seasons. Comparing the girls to Redteam. Both are part of the plot but aren’t the main focus of the story, but red team gets fleshed out dynamics, diverse characters, multi faceted personalities, even Donut the guy whose personality is “gay jokes” gets hobbies and friends and interesting interactions. And the girls get. The angry one. Died to further the plot. Party girl. Hell Tex gets killed over and over to give motivation to the Churches. A lot of the depth and complexities of the girls has to be made up by the viewer. And while there are good women leaders in the show, there are like no girls who are allowed to have character development sans Carolina. They’re not allowed to make mistakes or grow from them. Their shows of emotions aren’t taken seriously by anyone around them. The girls are for the most part not allowed to be anything but perfect. When they make any mistakes they're immediately made out to be the bad guys. South is literally designed to be hated for traits that she shares with people like Sarge and Church. Ct is killed to give Wash trust issues and as a way to push her bf guys existence into the story and explain desert!ct. In general I absolutely love the girls and think they deserve better than what they got. For the person (tried to @ them but tumblr wont let me?) in the comments of one of my posts who asked me to explain why i think the way rvb women are written isn't good, thanks btw /gen. I love excuses to write out my thoughts <3
#rvb#red vs blue#kaikaina grif#rvb kai#rvb sister#agent connecticut#agent south dakota#rvb tex#agent texas#agent carolina#mikeys rvb rambles
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Since u all fw marching band wttt then here u go except I'm only doing the states cause gov would def be the director who has to deal with them
Also these headcanons r real I swear I'm right (by a trombonist)
all in alphabetical order btw
1. ALABAMA — probably would do bari-sax
2. ALASKA — percussion. thats it. just percussion. (Up for interpretation)
3. ARIZONA — flute or bass clarinet, one of those.
4. ARKANSAS — flute
5. CALIFORNIA — he would be a fucking clarinet, no exceptions. He just gives off clarinet vibes, or just woodwind in general
6. COLORADO — tenor drums
7. CONNECTICUT — piccolo or mellophone
8. DELAWARE — flute
9. FLORIDA — cymbals or piccolo, one of those at the very least.
10. GEORGIA — trumpet. 100% trumpet player
11. HAWAI'I — glockenspiel or marimba
12. IDAHO — trumpet
13. ILLINOIS — euphonium or bass drums
14. INDIANA — saxophone
15. IOWA — alto saxophone
16. KANSAS — trumpet
17. KENTUCKY — trumpet or saxophone
18. LOUISIANA — trombone. (Sorry to all those saxophone loui lovers.. but i feel like his instrument would be the trombone,, it's still a jazz instrument so ykyk)
19. MAINE — bass drums or euphonium
20. MARYLAND — clarinet
21. MASSACHUSETTS — oh he's a flute, that's for sure. 😭😭
22. MICHIGAN — tenor sax
23. MINNESOTA — mellophone
24. MISSISSIPPI — trumpet
25. MISSOURI — vibraphone
26. MONTANA — cornet
27. NEBRASKA — trumpet
28. NEVADA — I'm sorry but he'd probably do tenor sax
29. NEW HAMPSHIRE — piccolo
30. NEW JERSEY — snare drum
31. NEW MEXICO — cornet
32. NEW YORK — snare or tenor drums
33. NORTH CAROLINA — trumpet
34. NORTH DAKOTA — flute (sighs)
35. OHIO — trombone
36. OKLAHOMA — alto sax
37. OREGON — marimba
38. PENNSYLVANIA — glockenspiel
39. RHODE ISLAND — sousaphone/tuba. im fucking SERIOUS about this man he would love this
40. SOUTH CAROLINA — clarinet
41. SOUTH DAKOTA — saxophone
42. TENNESSEE — tenor sax
43. TEXAS — sousaphone/tuba
44. UTAH — flute or bass clarinet
45. VERMONT — flute. (dear god help me)
46. VIRGINIA — flute (guess what)
47. WASHINGTON — flute (im going insane please stop)
48. WEST VIRGINIA — cymbals or drumline
49. WISCONSIN — xylophone
50. WYOMING — euphonium
I'm literally right abt this i swear ⁉️⁉️⁉️⁉️⁉️
"You're wrong about—" SHUT UP SHUT UP SHUT UP GET OUT OF MY HEAD ⁉️⁉️⁉️⁉️⁉️⁉️⁉️⁉️⁉️⁉️⁉️⁉️
#ben brainard#welcome to the statehouse#welcome to the table#wttsh#wttt#wttt headcanons#marching band
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Devil's Backbone (Unsub!Hotch x Fem!Reader) -- part nine
We'll be back to Wed/Fri next week I promise!! Btw I listened to "Decode" a lot while writing more of Hotch spiraling so......
Warnings: reader dealing w the aftermath of how Hotch treated her in the last chapter, more lies
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Nine: How did we get here? -- "Decode" by Paramore
After you left, Hotch continued talking to himself for a few seconds before “ending” the phone call. He felt stupid faking a call, but he needed you to leave and not ask questions. He knew you had questions, and that was worrisome.
He hadn’t meant for all of that to happen. But he felt better now, reinvigorated, so that was worth it, he supposed. He needed the boost of energy. He had unsubs to find. You would understand.
The unsub who ran would be hard to find, Hotch knew that. He was good at hiding, it was what took them so long to track him down in the first place, and they wouldn’t have if it weren’t for the kid.
But there were others Hotch could take care of in the meantime. One in particular was just a few hours south. He could use a road trip.
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You didn’t tell anyone about your night with Aaron. You couldn’t. You were barely able to make sense of it in your own mind, let alone speak it out loud to someone else.
The way he handled you. It was different from before. His hands had changed.
You took the day off from work, telling Rossi you just needed to sleep. The last case exhausted you; that was all. He tried to press, but eventually let you go.
But you didn’t sleep. You slept after having sex with Aaron because you were past the point of exhaustion. You had no choice but to sleep, but now you weren’t tired enough. Your mind was still awake and running wild with questions.
You replayed the night over in your brain until it felt like it didn’t happen at all.
You laid on your couch, stared at the ceiling, and dozed. Remade the night in your head until it was a fantasy of what could’ve been if he had only let you in and let you love him in the first place.
Your phone rang and you wished it was Aaron, but knew it wasn’t. It was Penelope.
You rolled over, and let your voicemail answer.
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Hotch made good time driving south to North Carolina. Between energy drinks and chewing Excedrin, he barely needed to sleep at all. The four-hour drive breezed past, and soon he was sitting outside the unsub’s neighborhood, waiting.
He thought too much about you. Turning the radio as loud as it went did nothing to fight off the images of you that flashed before his eyes.
The previous version of him, before Foyet, would have called you instead of repeatedly searching the radio for something interesting. He always ended back up on the news, wanting to hear what was going on locally. Sometimes he checked national news, and sometimes he checked specific forums that he knew to watch, just in case he appeared there.
His stomach growled, and he cussed at it. He knew he should’ve eaten something before parking, but he couldn’t get this unsub off his mind. He’d eat after he handled this unsub. That was a deal he made for himself. He’d be hungry after this, and he needed to drive back to Quantico tonight, too. He couldn’t stay.
It took a few hours until Hotch saw the unsub’s car returning to the neighborhood. Hotch waited a few minutes before jumping out of his car and following.
With his gun tucked in the waistband of his jeans on his back, he knew what he had to do. He didn’t have as much time as he wanted with this unsub, but that was fine. He walked right up to his house, bypassing the open garage to ring the doorbell out front. The unsub answered with a confused greeting.
The ruse worked all the same. The unsub let Hotch into his house willingly, asking “Gideon” how he had been. How nice it was of him to check in. How the unsub had his life turned around.
Hotch waited until the unsub bent to grab drinks from the fridge. He shot him twice in the back of the head and neck, and left him there. The unsub lived alone, but someone would find out eventually. It wasn’t Hotch’s business.
He closed the garage and shut the lights off before he left. No one was home, after all.
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You went back to work after one day off. You needed to get off the couch and out of your apartment before you drove yourself insane with overthinking.
What the hell were you thinking? Going to Hotch’s place and going inside like that. Letting him do those things to you. No one could ever know about that. You knew that much. It had to remain a secret. You weren’t supposed to have any contact with him. You knew that, and you broke that rule. Foolishly. You knew better than that.
Penelope was the first to ask how you were doing. You swore she had special senses or something because she was waiting for you when you got off the elevator.
“Hey,” she called out, walking beside you, her heels clicking on the floor. “Rossi said you stayed home yesterday out of the blue. I tried calling you but it went to voicemail.”
“I know, I’m sorry Pen,” you tried to smile. “I was just really tired so I didn’t look at my phone or anything.”
“Okay,” she frowned. “Can I do anything? Tea? Do you want to get lunch together?”
“Sure,” you conceded, smiling genuinely then. “I’d love that. Let’s do lunch.”
“Awesome,” she grinned, her pink lipgloss sparkling with her smile. “I’m off to the cave. Come see me if you need anything, okay?”
You nodded. “I will, thanks Pen.”
Her concern worried you more than anything. You didn’t think you were that obvious with how bad you were doing. You thought you were hiding it well, but then again, there was never any hiding when working with profilers. Even Pen, who didn’t profile every day, still knew her friends extremely well and knew when something was wrong.
Everyone else knew, too. The second you walked through the glass doors, Emily was up and giving you a hug, asking if you felt any better. JJ followed and rubbed your back, asking if you wanted any coffee. Derek came over and gave a hug as well, and his stern look of worry. Reid waved from his desk and said it was glad to see you back.
“I was gone for one day,” you laughed, putting your purse down on your desk and plopping yourself down in your chair.
“It was kinda out of nowhere though,” Reid piped up. “Were you sick?”
“Sure,” you shrugged. “I was just exhausted, I think. I slept the whole day.”
“Were you avoiding something?”
“Reid,” Morgan warned. “Relax.”
Spencer grimaced. “Sorry.”
“It’s okay, don’t worry about it,” you shook your head. “Maybe I was, who knows? I’ll bring it up to my therapist,” you grinned, but none of them laughed. You cleared your throat. They stared back at you. “Why are you staring at me?”
“Nothing,” Emily said, shrugging, letting out a weak chuckle. “We all need therapists after the few months we’ve had.”
“You guys don’t have therapists?” Reid asked.
That got everyone to laugh.
“Oh, uh, by the way,” Morgan nudged your shoulder. “Rossi wanted to see you at some point today.”
“Okay…” He probably just wanted to check on you, but still, it unnerved you. “I’ll go get that over with now.”
You hauled yourself up and skipped up the stairs, bypassing Hotch’s office. You tried not to look at the door too long, but it startled you, seeing it empty. You kept walking, knocking on Rossi’s door and listening for him to invite you inside.
He opened the door for you, looking relieved to see that it was you. “Hey, come on in.”
You were welcomed inside and sat down on Rossi’s couch, and he took the seat next to you. You thought this meant that the conversation was a friendly check-in, but it verged away from friendly very quickly.
“Did you visit Aaron?”
You tried to keep your shock under control. “I did.”
“How was he?” Rossi asked.
“Good,” you lied. “I gave him some flowers. They seemed to cheer him up.”
“That’s good,” Rossi smiled softly. “How are you?”
“Fine,” you lied again, this time shrugging. “Moving on from it. Thanks for letting me have yesterday off. Resting really helped.”
Rossi waved his hand. “No need to thank me, but I’m glad it helped.” He paused, exhaling. “Strauss is worried about Aaron.”
“We all are,” you shrugged. “He’s been through a lot.”
“Yes, he has,” Rossi agreed. “But she’s…more concerned than we are, I’ll say. I was wondering if you wanted to shed some light on how he’s doing.”
“I mean, he…” You trailed off, fiddling with your hands. Should you say something? You didn’t care about betraying him. You did that when you first contacted Strauss. Betraying him wasn’t the issue.
It was admitting to yourself that something was wrong with him. Deeply. Enough to cause serious, genuine worry. Enough to intervene.
But what proof of that did you have? That he fucked you and kicked you out? You were not going to disclose that information, especially not to Rossi.
“He’s as good as you can expect him to be while grieving,” you finally said. “I think he’s fine.”
Rossi clearly did not believe you, but he let it go, and let you go back to your desk, which was completely fine with you.
You were saddled with paperwork that you didn’t do yesterday, and more because apparently new Use of Force reports are due. When are they not due?
Lunchtime rolled around slowly, and you sprung up from your desk like you were on a trampoline when Penelope came waltzing through the doors.
She laughed when she saw you were already standing. “Normally I have to pry you from your desk.”
“I’m starving,” you said. It was a half-lie. “Where are we eating?”
“Wherever you want,” she linked your arm in hers. “Anyone else want to join? JJ?”
JJ walked past briskly, shaking her head. “Can’t, sorry, sorting through some files.” She bounded the steps to the second level, pausing to lean over the railing. “I’ve misplaced a couple-- It’s not a big deal, they’re probably just buried under everything, but still. Thanks though.” She breezed into Rossi’s office and shut the door.
Pen blinked. “Okay.” She gave you a weird look and you returned it. “Any other takers?”
Reid was mid-bite of his usual PB&J, and Emily and Morgan were on the phone, shaking their heads.
You and Pen left the BAU alone, preparing for an ultimate girls lunch. Complete with food and gossip. Except, you weren’t in the mood for gossip because all Pen wanted to know about was Hotch. Before you even ordered food, Pen started with the questions.
“Okay, obviously something happened, because you never go off the grid like that.” She leaned forward on the table. “What happened yesterday?”
“Nothing happened,” you insisted. Because technically, it was the day before. Not that that even remotely mattered. “I was just tired.”
“Did you go see Hotch?”
Your eyes widened. “Penelope.”
“I knew it!” she cheered quietly. “I knew it! You two were too close when he was here, I knew you’d keep in touch.”
“We haven’t exactly kept in touch,” you replied. “He refuses to speak to me.” Technically the truth. He did refuse to speak to you. He might have fucked you, but there was no talking involved. Barely any.
“What?”
“I went to his apartment with some flowers to apologize and wish him well but he… He refused to speak to me,” you shrugged. “I mean, he took the flowers, but we barely spoke, and I left.” You kept your eyes down on your drink, swirling your straw, hoping you came across as ashamed and not a liar.
“Oh, babe…” Penelope rested her hand on yours. “I am so sorry. You really liked him.”
“I did,” you exhaled through a small laugh, then shook your head. “But it’s fine. Other fish in the sea, and all that. Not to mention,” you lowered your voice, “he’s my boss, Pen. What was I thinking?”
“Uh, you were thinking how hot it is,” she replied, her voice just above a whisper, but she was grinning. “It’s fine to have fantasies! Don’t beat yourself up over it.” She squeezed your hand.
“Thanks, Pen,” you smiled, squeezing her hand back. “Now. What are we thinking for food? I really am starving.”
+++
Hotch was just about to head out to find another unsub when his phone began ringing. He sighed heavily and spun around, hoping it wasn’t you, because the last thing he wanted to do was deal with you any more. It turned out to be Rossi.
“Hey Dave,” Aaron made sure to smile as he said it, hoping that translated in his tone. “What’s up?”
“Oh, nothing much,” Rossi sighed. “The usual. What are you up to?”
Aaron set his duffle bag down gently. Rossi never called for no reason. “Was just about to head on a short run,” Aaron said.
“Running a lot lately, huh?”
“Yeah,” Aaron chuckled, suddenly worried. Was Rossi onto him? How was he supposed to know? He felt ridiculous, being a profiler and unable to tell what Rossi was feeling. “It’s been good for uh…coping, you know. I don’t know,” he laughed. “I probably sound stupid.”
“Not at all,” Dave replied. “I won’t keep you. I just had one quick question.”
There it is. “Sure, what is it?”
“JJ is missing a few files, and I was just wondering if you might have them. The Holman case, the Goodman case, and a few others.”
“Holman?” Hotch asked. “Wasn’t he killed a few days ago?” Only a few days ago…what happened to the time?
“Yeah,” Dave sighed. “Anyway, take a look through your office after your run and give me a call, deal?”
“Deal,” Hotch said, smiling again. “I’ll talk to you later.”
“See ya,” Dave replied. “Don’t give yourself a stroke.”
“Yeah, yeah,” Hotch laughed. “Bye.”
Hotch sighed, setting his phone on the counter. This next unsub had to wait until the next day. Hotch had files to burn.
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What is your favorite John Laurens letter?
It's got to be John's 26 October 1776 letter to Henry. Written two months before John embarks on his return voyage to South Carolina - and on the actual day he gets married to Martha Manning - fully two thirds of the letter are devoted to causes close to John's heart, and he sneaks the biggest news in as a purposefuly dismissive throwaway line. It's just so very him. It's also quite long, so I have numbered and colour coded it for easier reference.
1. Trouble with the post (as usual).
2. I'm going to interpret your comments on hating slavery very generously for you.
3. I already decided all on my own that I'm coming home, but thanks anyway for giving me permission!
4. Okay, dad, I have some really important stuff I need to tell you...
...about naval warfare strategy.
Now--
5. You thought I was done talking about abolishing slavery? Guess again! (Oh and for some reason my West Indian father-in-law gets all uncomfortable when I talk about this?)
6. Oh btw I got married and I'm having a kid, soz.
7. Anyway! 😅 I might go to Prussia for some military training.
8. Everyone's fine, everything's fine, glad you're fine! Oh but let me snitch on cousin Molsy real quick.
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This post was not made in South Carolina!
Cull Poll 85
@litwtc-referrer
“Come.”
@south-carolina-detector
(no propaganda submitted)
#not made in south carolina#thanks to the person who submitted me btw!#also probably won’t be reblogging every bracket so don’t worry
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