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#I think burning is worse than freezing bc with freezing you become numb at some point and then you fall asleep
spacedustmantis · 2 years
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if we're being realistic, being ripped apart by a horde of zombies has to be the most gruesome, most painful death of them all
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Rules: List the first lines of your last 20 stories (if you have less than 20, just list them all). See if there are any patterns. Choose your favorite opening line, then tag some of your favorite authors!
tagged by @scandinavian-punk (ty lovely! 💖)
1. Emily’s heart hurts.
She’d made the decision a little over a week ago and given her notice to Hotch before she could rethink it. This is the right thing to do, as painful as it is. Poison ivy has been wrapping itself around her heart for the last six years, slowly constricting as it squeezes all the life out of her, her old self bleeding out as she falls deeper and deeper in love with Jennifer Jareau. (via my pain fits in the palm of your freezing hand)
2. As soon as Rossi brings up the prospect of a fully-catered family dinner at his ‘mansion’ this weekend, Derek’s heart sinks. They’re on their way home from a pretty gruelling case and it’s well-deserved of course, but he knows what comes next, knows what question will be asked of him, and he’s dreading it. There’s only so long he can go on avoiding answering. (via dry me off and hold me close)
3. Spencer doesn’t think anything of it when he leaves work at his usual time, the clock pushing midnight and the offices deserted. He packs his few personal belongings up and turns off his lamp before nodding to the janitor, the only other person to be seen, and taking the elevator down to the ground floor where there’s a little more sign of human life at least. (via the colour of waiting is purple)
4. Spencer had initially been wary of Penelope’s invitation to picnic in Meridian Hill Park one beautiful summer afternoon — he burned way too easily and didn’t like exposing himself to insects more than absolutely necessary — but as soon as she’d mentioned Derek was going, he’d given in. He wasn’t about to turn down an afternoon spent in the sun with his best friends and boyfriend. It was a rare day off for the team: one not even spent hanging by their phone expecting to be called in any minute, so they were all insistent on making the most of it. (via honeysuckle)
5. Spencer unfolds the creased piece of paper he’s holding for the eleventh time as he stares up at the house in front of him. He remembers the address scrawled on the sheet Derek Morgan had ripped from the back of his notebook earlier that day perfectly, the spiky peaks of his handwriting and the surprisingly loopy ‘y’s and ‘g’s are burned into his brain, but nerves have overtaken his helpless body. He’s not exactly in control of his actions. (via the noiseless crash of crumbling walls)
6. It’s the middle of the night when Emily wakes up to Penelope’s side of the bed empty. The mattress is cold, the duvet thrown haphazardly aside, and their apartment is quiet. She knows logically what’s probably going on, but she can’t help that her mind immediately jumps to the worst-case scenario and she goes from fast asleep to wide awake in record time as she throws her covers aside to look for her girlfriend. (via tangerine kiss)
7. Spencer takes a deep breath in, composing himself, before opening his front door and stepping out onto the road. It’s become a sort of tradition now: every Sunday he buys himself a cinnamon swirl at his local bakery before walking all the way to the graveyard on the other side of town to have breakfast with his mom.
Unfortunately, said tradition has made him a thief. (via I'll bloom for you)
8. In the haze of his fever, confusion worms its way into Spencer’s mind. He should really be getting better by now, right? It had only been the flu: a surprisingly cruel DC winter had sparked a much more severe flu season than usual and Spencer, with his terrible luck, had managed to contract it. Not surprising, really, when he considers the poor ventilation on the Metro. Flu season had probably turned the handrails into a petri dish, and there was that day two weeks ago when he’d been in such a rush he hadn’t time to use his hand sanitizer. (via love drunk, waiting on a miracle)
9. Derek tries to focus on his essay, he really does. He plugs his headphones in, blasts ambient piano pieces, puts his phone on aeroplane mode, cuts out all distractions, but he can’t exactly turn his brain off. No matter how insistently the essay that’s due far too soon demands his attention, his thoughts simply won’t leave Spencer alone. (via the insistent burn of a falling heart)
10. Spencer offers Derek a weak smile as they sink into their seats on the jet. It’s all he can really manage, considering the emotional exhaustion the case had brought on, fatigue settling deep into his bones as he relaxes into the comfortable fabric of his chair. He keeps his eyes closed to avoid Derek’s anxious, imploring gaze for as long as possible, but he can’t help them opening on instinct as soon as the plane takes off the ground, and his stomach does its familiar vault at the increasing G forces. (via let him be soft, and let him be mine)
11. It’s nearing noon the day after Spencer’s attack when a detective appears at the door to their hospital room, escorted by a nurse. His doctor had been by a couple of hours earlier to talk to Spencer about his injuries, and had explained the prognosis to a man so defeated he simply stared at her as tears streamed down his face. When she’d asked if he’d had any questions he’d simply turned away and stared out the window as his tears kept falling. (via the colour of healing is yellow)
12. Spencer gasps as he splashes the ice cold water running from the tap against his face for a third time, still not rid of the terrible, burning feeling that forced itself under his skin the moment they were told Emily didn’t survive the surgery. (via how the cold numbs everything but grief)
13. Everyone is so nice, is the thing.
And that’s great. Really, it is. Spencer isn’t about to complain when JJ kindly walks him through the filing system all the while asking questions about him and his life, or when Derek ribs him gently about his ducktail hair or his nerdy brain. No-one cuts him off when he gets carried away — unless it’s time-sensitive, of course — or teases him about anything that cuts too close to home. Being the new guy in the most prestigious unit in the FBI could’ve been a nightmare, but this team made it easy. He’s so grateful for all of it. (via hunger)
14. It starts with the flu.
He calls into work sick and he makes himself comfortable in bed, preparing to ride it out. It is the middle of January after all, and their last case saw them in Ann Arbor, shivering their way through each crime scene and a police station with abysmal heating. (via storm-darkened or starry bright)
15. Maybe it’s embarrassment that stops him from telling the team. Spencer runs headfirst into dangerous situations every day, puts his life on the line repeatedly and escapes unscathed more often than not, but his nemesis this time is the single flight of stairs in his apartment building he descends each morning. (via tell me how to balance my coins)
16. Derek isn’t quite sure how he’s found himself in a vacant office after hours, crowded into an office chair with broken wheels as the two most intimidating FBI agents he knows stand over him.
“Either of you want to tell me what the hell’s going on?” Derek asks, bewildered by how quickly his evening had changed. One minute he’s sneaking looks at Spencer over his computer screen, and the next he’s hauled off to a private room like some sort of hostage. (via shovel talk)
17. Derek isn’t sure what to make of Spencer Reid at first. Gideon tours him around the bullpen, introducing him to each agent proudly, and Derek watches him; watches his shy waves as he forgoes handshakes, watches his stuttering introductions, sees his pale blush, and he sighs. Spencer Reid won’t last a week, he decides, Gideon’s protegee or not. (via the way he was watered)
18. Spencer knows it’s ridiculous. Derek will not hurt him: this much he knows for certain. Derek is safe, he is home, he is his person. Derek would die before laying a hand on him. (via this heavy humanness)
19. Spencer knows Derek isn’t that hurt. They’ve all had worse over the years; chewed up and spit out by the relentless and dangerous nature of their work -- an inflamed appendix removed by keyhole surgery is hardly anything to write home about. (via the one constant)
20. Spencer’s entire body feels heavy as he drags himself into work, and it’s not exactly a good sign when he can’t even find the energy to press the button for the right floor; he just stares pitifully at the array of numbers as if the elevator will read his mind and resolve the issue for him. Eventually, he brings himself to move his finger the short distance, cold metal colliding with cold flesh, and the doors shudder close, catapulting him up several storeys towards his fate. (via rain is a chance to be touched)
soooo I think it's safe to say I lay out the situation straight away and jump into the action. & throw some emotion in there bc it's me :))
tagging: @makaylajadewrites @tobias-hankel @lavender-lotion @spencerspecifics @oliverbrnch @garcias-bitch
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