I’m Going To Cry...

I saw Neil Gaiman's Valentine's post the other day and I can't stop thinking about Aziraphale's journal there's so much potential for angst if someone decided to write a fanfic about archangels finding Aziraphale's journal

I can't help but think that in an alternate universe, if Martin Whitly had committed the murders when he was at university and had been caught, the news would probably have nicknamed him the angel of death, (like Robledo Puch, a famous Argentine serial killer, there is literally an interview where a lady believes that I could not have done anything so bad because according to her the boy has an angelic face) also michael sheen as a young man really seems quite angelic

I feel like I know who that person is, but there are quite an odd number of angels of deaths. Though that is more reserved for doctors who kill at work, so I don't... know if the Surgeon counts as one??? But if he had committed them when he was still in med school, that would make for an interesting situation!

In my mind, the vampire Fiddleford still needs glasses, so he wears green-tinted glasses because if you mix green and red, you can get certain shades of brown.

THE BAU PLAYING MINECRAFT:

JJ: Is busy filling in the map—no one has seen her for days but she has pillaged 3 villages and has an inventory full of saddles and gold bars. Has not spoken for 30 minutes and has left Cheeto dust prints all over Penelope’s white controller.

EMILY: Will never finish building that mob spawner because she is too busy trolling everyone on the server, especially Morgan—he keeps falling into her TNT traps.

ELLE: Is the one supplying Emily with the TNT, and switches between doing that and helping Spencer make a farm in the corner. Keeps disappearing to the nether and won’t tell anyone why.

SPENCER: Making a detailed inventory system in the base storage room and leaves everyone instructions on little wooden signs.

PENELOPE: Spends all her time dying sheep pink and collecting flowers, is ‘decorating’ their base, and has tamed 6 animals.

MORGAN: Running from Emily by day, by night, is down in the mines ‘providing’ for the group and killing mobs. His death count (thanks to Emily) stands at 9.

HOTCH: Thinks it’s called ‘Mein Kraft’ and leaves game night after 10 minutes to take work calls.

ROSSI: “When were you guys gonna tell me my controller wasn’t connected?!”

Check out my Masterlist for more BAU scenarios!

i love any au where our resident demon and angel don't know the other is an angel/demon

it's just funny cuz i can totally see zira and crowley doing that

Relativity falls!!!

A few days ago I found some of my old Norman Osborn drawings from when Spider-Man no way home was released and maybe because of that I spent a good few hours on AO3 reading fanfic of Sam Raimi's Spider-Man movies...

It's been a long time since I drew Stan.

(I don't really like how it turned out after adding color digitally)

Ok this is based mostly on the "clean slate" chapter of the third season of and "the big wheel" of the fourth season of CM so please pay attention. In 1987 there were more than 10 murders in a small town in Virginia, the newspapers named him "the bloody stalker" But they stopped from one moment to another what nobody knew is that the bloddy stalker also known as Aaron hotchner suffered an accident that did lose memory. Now 21 years later the BAU is called to the people because a bloody stalker impersonator has started a new wave of murders, but why does everything seem so familiar to Hotch? And what are those memories that come to mind? The team tries to find the copycat as hotch discovers a past he never knew about, did I just create a perfect story for a fanfic? Yes, I'll write it, I don't think so, I need someone to write it twice, yes, please Sarah, tell me what you think about this

Okay so... I am a sucker for Memory Loss AU's. *AND* it turns out the murderer was Hotch all along? Let's see, I headcanon he was born in 1971, so he'd be about 16 in 1987 (def old enough to start murdering people, especially if he was just taking out all this pent up rage and aggression on teenaged girls/boys he could overpower easily. But why all the rage to begin with? Because he's getting the shit beat out of him at home, of course <3).

This is a freaking amazing premise for a fanfic, like holy hell. Just imagine the turmoil and trauma that Hotch would have to uncover and re-live through all over again, staring at these images of the people he killed when he was 16-17 years old, trying to figure out if this new killer is a copycat or the original come back. Memories slowly trickle into his nightmares, waking him in a cold sweat, the phantom feeling of blood on his hands.

Is he actually the kind-hearted man he thought he was? Or is he actually a monster who's been in hiding this whole time? Will this unlock a part of him that had been buried deep within him, cracking the perfect façade of Big Bad Unit Chief as he stares at himself in the bathroom mirror? Will the memory of the thrill, the relief, the feeling of freedom that came with taking a life flood his system with the need to do it again?

Will Aaron Hotchner finally snap?

This is now my new favorite best friend duo