what if connor met jenny at queen anne’s square after haytham’s death?
i really wanted to make this short comic digitally but i still haven’t gotten a new digital pen yet since it broke a few days ago :( so i had to make do with good old pencil and paper haha
it’s a little messy but it’s 2am here and im too lazy to convert it digitally lol
could i request a blurb abt asking hotch for a hug? ty! 🥺🤍
A/N: I don't know how this turned so angsty, but It's also kind of cute. Enjoy 😘.
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The rain tapped lightly against the window, a soothing rhythm that usually brought you peace, but today it only mirrored the overwhelming turmoil in your head. Curled up in his armchair, you watched as the droplets raced down the glass, eyes unfocused and misty with tears. You had been sitting there for hours, the gray afternoon slowly melting into evening, lost in thoughts that weighed too heavily on your chest. A soft sob escaped your lips as you drew your knees closer to your chest, hoping the tight embrace would calm you down.
The familiar sound of the front door opening echoed through the apartment, followed by the soft rustle of keys being placed on the table. You heard Aaron's footsteps, steady and sure, as he made his way through the hallway. He paused when he saw you, sensing the quiet that was too thick to be peaceful.
“Hey,” he greeted softly, rubbing his eye to rid himself of the lingering tiredness. But you didn’t respond, didn’t move, eyes still trained on the rain-soaked world outside. He frowned, worry etching into his features as he stepped closer. “What’s wrong?”
You swallowed hard, your throat tightening as the words clawed their way further away from you throat. Slowly, you turned your head to face him, letting him see the tear-streaked face you had hidden away all day. “Can I… can I have a hug?” you whispered, your voice trembling.
Aaron's expression softened instantly, his heart breaking a little at the sight of you so vulnerable. Without a word, he knelt down in front of you, gently pulling you out of the chair and into his arms. He held you close, wrapping his strong arms around you as if he could shield you from the world. You buried your face in his chest, breathing in the comforting scent of him, feeling the warmth of his embrace seep into your bones.
“I’ve got you,” he murmured against your hair, one hand rubbing soothing circles on your back while the other cradled your head.
You clung to him, feeling the tightness in your chest slowly start to ease as he held you tighter, his presence a solid anchor grounding you. The world outside might have been cold and gray, but here, in his arms, you found a warmth that made everything just a little more bearable.
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A reunion with your colleagues makes Auston doubt himself.
Auston M. x Phd!Reader.
Note: I was thinking of making a few blurbs about this if anyone has requests, but life is busy right now so I can't promise anything (not many long pieces)
There was something on his eyes that you couldn't identify. Auston was looking around the room, watching people and smiling politely when he had too. But he had barely spoken. You were trapped in a conversation, it seemed to be too important although you couldn't concentrate well.
"YN, what are your expectations now?"
"Hmm" You looked at Arthur, your project director.
"Now that we have received the funds"
You smiled and nodded. "Well, I'm waiting for the permits and hoping to start the field work as soon as possible"
"They are on the way" Arthur smiled at you.
"Really?"
"I talked to them a couple of days ago"
Auston saw you from afar. In second, your eyes lit up. Suddenly, you were smiling so brightly it was contagious. But it only made him want to sink on the seat.
"Really?"
Arthur nodded. "You are starting next week, YN"
You gasped and covered your face. Instantly, your eyes looked for him and Auston felt his chest warmer. The good news were obvious. He wanted to be there by your side and hold your hand. But for some reason, he saw you thank the paople around you and scape.
Your heels echoed through the chatter when you walked to him. There were tears in your eyes. Happy tears.
"Auston"
He caught you right when you hugged him, slightly stumbling on your shoes. With his arms around you and his hand flat between your shoulder blades, plus all the joy in your veins, you squeaked and squeezed him.
Auston chuckled a bit and looked around, cheeking to see how people had reacted. A couple of your mates had warm smiles, a few others looked with judging eyes. Only Auston's glare was needed for them to look away. If his girl was happy, no one would have a word on it.
"Aus" You moved back and cupped his face. "We have the funds. I'm starting next week"
Auston's eyes opened like plates and his heart rate picked up. The joy on his eyes was so visible that you could only kiss him. It was heartwarming to see the person you love celebrate your wins.
"Oh, YN" He hugged you tight and tucked your face on his neck. "I'm so proud of you, you fought so much for this" He kissed your temple and caressed your hair.
The rest of the night was bliss. Auston had stayed by your side, his hand always carefully placed on your hip and a polite smile on his lips when your mates talked to him. For everyone, he was the proud boyfriend, for you, Auston was faking. But not his happiness or pride for you. You could see how genuine his feelings were when he looked at you.
You saw his tie fall to the floor and him walking into the bathroom without even noticing. With a sigh, you picked it up and moved it between your fingers. What was going on? Was it the team? Was it a new injury he hadn't told you about? Were there problems back at home in Arizona?
You took your shoes off and knocked at the door. It was half open and you could see his reflection in the mirror, but you wanted to give him space. He was washing his face and his shirt was gone.
"Come in" He said while drying his face.
You walked in and closed the door behind you. "Hi, babe"
"Hi" He left the towel aside and leaned on the counter. Auston knew what was coming. Your concerned glances hadn't gone unadverted.
You took a deep breath and hugged him from behind. He always loved it when you did that, your body was way smaller and you were kind of hidden behind his reflection. Only your arms around his waist showed on the mirror. You kissed the dagger between his shoulder blades and your hand traveled up to his chest, right above his heart. It was beating fast and his skin was warm.
"What's wrong?" You whispered and laid your head on his shoulder, eyes closed and all.
Auston took a deep breath. He had fucked up your night. The dinner with your co-workers, mentors, the project´s directors, ...
"Aus..." You kissed his shoulder and gently nuzzled your nose on his neck. There were no further intentions, just loving comfort.
One of his hands covered yours for a few seconds before bringing it to his lips.
"I love you" He muttered on your skin.
Your stomach twisted and you lifted your head trying to get a look of his expression. Dead serious.
"What happened?" You wanted to retrieve your hand from his. You trusted him like mad, there wasn't a single person who held it like him. He had you on his hands.
"Nothing. Nothing happened" He said, his voice cracking halfway.
Finally, you moved back. His warm skin was suddenly burning you. "You are scaring me"
Auston lowered his head and cleared his throat. Oh how scared he was of saying his!
"You should be with someone else"
For a while, everything stopped. Your hands were shaking and your mind moving too fast. Meanwhile, Auston was still, not moving and barely breathing. He couldn't get himself to look at you.
"Why do you say that?"
Auston gripped the marble hard, his knuckles even turned white.
"Because... Because who am I? Have you seen the people around you?"
You blinked confused and walked to him. A gentle hand was enough for him to give you space. You found your space between his body and the counter and laid your hands on his chest.
"What do you mean, Auston? Why are you saying this?" This wasn't common for him. He was Auston Matthews, he was laid back and confident, he was one of the best.
"You are a genius" His hand came to cradle your face and by pure instinct, you leaned into his touch. "You are so intelligent, you are getting so many things right. You got the whole group funds for a project" Auston breathed deeply. "I'm just a hockey player, babe. You could have someone like you, with a PhD, your same interests, someone you can talk to about your research. I don't have a big brain like yours, baby" His voice was weak and his eyes sad. It truly broke your heart.
"I don't need or want any of that" You whispered. "I need you so much" You sat on the counter and brought him closer. "I need my hockey player" You pecked his lips and hugged him. "If it wasn't for you, I would have gone crazy, Auston. I need you in my life, you bring so much light and happiness to it. I don't want a researcher or someone like me, I want you"
His hands fisted your dress, now without fear of ruining your outfit. He wasn't sure where this insecurity was coming from, but he hated the feeling. It was a different kind of vulnerability.
"And... Don't even dare to say you are not intelligent, Matthews" You said pulling back a bit. "Because this big brain of yours can make amazing things on the ice. You are not less intelligent than me" You pecked his lips again.
He didn't seem super sure of it.
"Okay?" You kissed his nose.
"It's just... You talk with them and I can barely understand what you say..."
You rolled your eyes with a chuckle. "I still don't know what a power play is about"
He smiled and after a couple of seconds laughed. "I like you how you are, I wouldn't change you for anyone"
"No matter how many Nobel prizes they have?"
"Not when my boyfriend is one of the best hockey players in the league"
Auston brought you closer, completely stepping into your space and wrapping you in a tight hug. "I don't know what got in me" HE muttered on your hair.
"It's alright, we all have our moments" You said and tucked yourself on his neck. "Just talk to me, I don't like when you pout and look like a lost puppy"
Hiiii! Sorry I vanished off of the face of Earth for a week or so- but I’m back! And with the last character (probably) for my Shadow Spark AU! There are other characters involved that didn’t end up getting their own post just because they didn’t have any major differences from their canon designs/lore and I might compile a few of them in one post.
Anyways… here is TKO!
KO’s ‘Evil’ alter ego differs a lot from his canon counterpart, starting with his origin.
(Before the story, KO’s between 4-9) Shadow Spark had been dabbling in using emotions to make her powers return to herself for a while when she became aware that her son (the son she was not very involved or interested in and was leaving to Professor Poison) had some powers of his own that could prove useful in her research. So she began taking over Professor Poison more frequently and pushed KO to emotional edges. Similar to how in the canon Dendy tried to figure out turbo power, Shadow Spark used fear, sadness, anger, and isolation to try and figure out what was causing KO’s underlying strength.
Eventually TKO emerged as a result of KO feeling powerless to stop Shadow Spark from hurting him and Professor Poison. TKO had no loyalty to Shadow Spark and originally he had nearly defeated her but when she threatened to never let Professor Poison take control again, he backed down- afraid he would lose his mom for good.
And when Shadow Spark pointed out how her and TKO were ‘the same’ in their struggle against their other versions, he backed down even more. He refused to be like her to the best of his abilities and let KO take control again.
Shadow Spark knew she couldn’t fully control TKO while she’s still powerless so KO being in control wasn’t the worst thing, but she still uses her control over Professor Poison to force KO and TKO to occasionally do her bidding. The three are in agreement that as long as TKO gets stronger and carries out Shadow Spark’s tasks, then Professor Poison will continue to exist.
Because of this agreement, TKO’s character is very different. He still yearns for freedom, but he is the one refusing it to himself. He came into existence because KO couldn’t be strong enough to protect Professor Poison so now TKO dedicates everything he has to keeping both Professor Poison and KO safe from Shadow Spark’s influence. Even though this is a choice he makes for himself, it builds up layers of resentment toward the very people he vows to protect. He’s ashamed of how weak KO is and he can’t stand to even look at Professor Poison because he’s constantly reminded of the fact that she isn’t aware of what Shadow Spark’s is doing.
But he can’t bring himself to take it out on his family, so instead he targets others and makes them feel as weak, alone, and burdened as he feels.
In the present (when the main story takes place) TKO targets Fink. 1, because he is jealous of her and the relationship she has with her own family, and 2, because TKO knows all about Laser Blast and Silver Spark and Fink is a person that Shadow Spark wouldn’t get upset about if TKO messed with her. (In the past there have been people he’s picked on that has gotten him in trouble with her; like POINT/Foxtail and villains from the board of villains)
TKO constantly goes after Fink and plaza, replacing canon Shadowy Figure’s roll in the story and even go a little beyond it since he can’t stop himself from getting directly involved and messing with all the ‘plaza dorks’.
It’ll probably be a while before I post for this AU again (I’M SOREY) but I’ll start work on comic-ish style stories for the big episodes that were voted on in the last poll. (Which decided that I’ll just go in canon order)
