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WEDNESDAY  |  1x07 “If You Don’t Woe Me By Now”

there are quite a few hotchniss episodes that prove my theory of them being soulmates but my favorite will always be 3x02 because that’s the one episode where everything Shifted between them: emily preferred to literally resign from her dream job rather than become strauss’ birdie and snitch on hotch (this despite hotch being a bit awful to her since her joining the team) and hotch 1. realized he had always been wrong about this little smartass charming brat, 2. had the worst fight with his wife, 3. right after, went straight to emily’s to convince her to join him for one more case, 4. said ‘I WANT YOU ON THAT PLANE WITH ME’ to emily, 5. most likely flew commercial with her bouncing off ideas re the case and strauss’ trashy strategy to get rid of both of them, 6. defended her and her idea to get into david smith’s house and 7. swore that her return to the bau would stay official even if his wouldn’t be. AND THEN, we see parallel shots of them at their respective house/apartment looking off into the distance, satisfied about being back but sad about their ill perceived loneliness.

in this other essay i will-

Happy Star Wars Day!

Every other person who works at the Weathervane: Fuck. Wednesday’s here. Tyler isn’t going to be useful for shit until she leaves

Tyler: already taking his “break”

Wednesday accidentally unlocking a hyde just because she tortures on her playdates

Every other person who works at the Weathervane: Fuck. Wednesday’s here. Tyler isn’t going to be useful for shit until she leaves

Tyler: already taking his “break”

You can find the full scene on YouTube but boy do I love these few seconds!

I love the way Donna moves back and Harvey swoops in, like finally he’s mustered up enough courage to cross the line. I LOVE LOVE how the chorus of the song is perfectly timed with their kiss, the song choices on this show is impeccable. I love how Harvey closes the door behind him while holding his gaze on Donna. The pacing of this scene too; they kiss, pause, and then slide swiftly across the room. I’ve clearly watched this scene way too many times 😍

OTP MEME ♥ 1/2 scenes The almost-kiss.

Fierce & Feisty Friday

Cat Scratch Fever

Wednesday (TV), Canon Divergent, Wednesday/Tyler

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It had been a horrible day, anyway, until Wednesday walked through the door.

There was no mistaking her pale skin, sunken eyes always at least partially hidden by a tantalizing fringe, and dark red lips, so plump that his tongue accidentally darted out to sweep over his mouth.  But he almost didn’t see her signature braids, black as natural hair could be, camouflaged against her skin-tight, black vinyl suit, stitched together haphazardly as though it had been patched up after years of wear and tear.  Tyler’s eyes swept down and up her body, slack jawed.  Her skintight suit revealed a much more mature curves than her baggy uniform hid from his view.

“I’ll have a quad,” she said in her usual sour way, but Tyler didn’t quite hear her.  He couldn’t take his eyes away from the perfectly straight ears standing on top of her head.

“I knew I should have taken off this ridiculous costume,” she grumbled.

Enid sulked next to her, and said, “But it’s our team uniform!  And we’re celebrating as a team!”

“I’d rather celebrate with a quad,” she said.  Then she snapped her fingers in front of Tyler's face.  “Tyler?”

“What?  Oh, right.  Sorry.”  Then he stared Wednesday in the eyes, and tilted his head with a smile so subtle that Wednesday didn’t even notice.

“Well, whenever you get a chance, Tyler,” Enid said in a suddenly wispy, flirtatious voice.  Tyler swallowed hard, knowing he’d been found out by someone.  “We’d all like those fancy frozen latte drinks you make.”  

“Actually, the espresso machine is about to die, so I probably won’t be able to make them.”  He shrugged his shoulders, and moved his eyes back to Wednesday.  “Sorry.”

Enid looked at Wednesday, who had never shied away from Tyler that whole time, and sighed.  “You know, it’s almost dinner time, and I think they’re serving steak tartar.  I want to get there a little early so I can get the freshest cut.”  Then she looked around the empty cafe, and said, “Besides, it looks like you’re closing anyway.”  Then she gave Tyler an encouraging glance, and skipped to the door. 

“You coming, Roomie?” she asked for show.

“You go on,” Wednesday said out of the corner of her mouth.  “I'm going to wait for my quad.”

“Suit yourself!” Enid shouted cheerily as she bounded out the door.

Left alone in the cafe, Tyler and Wednesday stared at each other over the machine for an awkward amount of time.

“Well?  My quad?” Wednesday asked impatiently.

He shook his fantasies out of his head, and said, “Oh, right,” and started on her drink.

The machine sputtered and steamed, then completely died.  Tyler tried every button he could, but nothing worked.  Then he smiled weakly at Wednesday, red in the face, and not sure how this could have happened again, right in front of her.

She rolled her eyes and walked around the counter, and fixed it like she had the first time.  “You really need to be more careful with this machine.  It’s sensitive.”

Tyler stood slightly behind her, determined to learn from from her capable hands.  When she turned fast, her vinyl stuck to his cotton, then unstuck with a whoosh like tape being pulled off.

Wednesday put her hand to his chest and roughly shoved him against the wall.

He grunted, though he wished she had pushed him a little harder.  “What was that for?” he asked.

“Did you break that machine so I’d hang back to help you?”

He tilted his head and smiled patiently.  “Do you really think I’d do something like that?”

She placed a sweet kiss on his mouth, which Tyler wasn't even ready for.  She backed away, her eyes appraising every microscopic movement in his face.  She paused at the unmistakable desire clouding his darkened eyes.  He corners of he mouth quirked up, and he tentatively lifted his hands to her waist.

She kissed him again, her lips dancing with his, grasping and pulling a little more each time.  The ache in his groin from the waxy silk reigning over his mouth, and the pressure of her hips kneading into him in rhythm caused his ears to ring and burn, and the only thing he knew was how much more of her he wanted.  

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