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You sighed, resting your cheek on your palm. You could hear Haley yelling at Hotch through the phone, and you shifted uncomfortably. You and the rest of the team were on the jet, flying back after a case. “Haley, we can talk about this later.” Aaron whispered loudly enough for you to hear, he was pacing back and forth at one end of the jet, one hand running angrily through his hair. You couldn’t hear her response, but you saw him pale slightly, his hand dropping limply to his side. “No, Haley, please don’t do this.” He pleaded, his voice cracking slightly. You looked at him worriedly, what could she possi

            ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*            Light flooded the room slowly, but in your mind you found that very irritating. You were still tired.            “It’s time to wake up, (F/n).” Peter called.            “You sound like my mother.” you grumbled.            You opened your (e/c) eyes to find the ceiling of your fort gone, as well as Peter’s pillows. He stood next to the small panel in the doorway with ruffled hair and a red leather jacket under his arm.            “You hungry?”            You sat up and stretched. Turning back to him, you replied with a yes.            R

Full Circle The sound of footsteps scuffling out in the main room had you stirring to wake. A muffled conversation buzzes in your ears as you tiredly grab at the cartilage, hoping to stop the noise.  You groan and lift your arms, feeling a sudden tightness in one as gauze fell to the blankets. Right, you were injured last night. You lightly scratch at the shallow wound  and sigh. A heavy weight rests on your shoulders and you slump forward. You swipe a hand across your eyes and sigh again, feeling the dried tracks of tears against your cheeks. "He's here too..." You think, "Just when I thought I was safe." With aching legs you swing yourself

You scowled and wiped your hand across your forehead, proceeding to spread flour all over it. “Damn it.” You cursed, rinsing your hands off in the sink. You were baking cookies, and you forgot to check before you started making them, meaning you didn’t have sugar. You had everything else but the main ingredient. With a sigh, you checked once more for sugar, before exiting your apartment. You knocked on the door of your nearest neighbor, praying that he would just give you some sugar. “How can I help you?” Finnick asked as he swung open the door, leaning against the door frame. “Do you have any sugar?&rd

Aware of the courtship differences of (y/n)'s world and his, Jareth decided to keep the outing simple. They met at her favorite park that evening and traversed it, exchanging questions back and forth. With each question asked, Jareth found himself liking (y/n) more and more. She was so unique and delightful. She made him laugh, which he rarely did anymore. Hearing her own delicious laughter was music to his ears. Jareth wasn't afraid to share his likes and dislikes with (y/n), however strange they may be. He told her he "practiced" magic for one of his hobbies, which wasn't a lie. When asked about his major, he simply said he was undecided a

h/l = hair length h/c = hair color e/c = eye color y/n = your name _____     _____     _____     _____ It was just another day working on a Jaeger. Your brown gloves were now black with grease and smoke from all the work you were doing. Someone called for a lunch break and you felt relief. You wiped some sweat from your brow after taking off your gloves and hat. It was a long day, like another for a mechanic, you were working on the torso of a Jaeger that was in a battle recently. It was your job, it was what you did. You weren’t the highest rank on the workers list but you were somewhat up there. You were the leader’