A+! Listen, I love a happy ending, but I want it to feel earned, like a hot chocolate after hours out in the wintry cold. Putting the character in situations (external or internal hurt) and then having someone hold them through it is probably one out of the two tropes I go hunting for most. (It also combines very well with other tropes. With everything.)
It's also so very Hotchgan, frequently Morgan comforting Hotch (through the arson case, divorce, getting blown up in NY, Foyet, Haley's death, etc.). Since we don't see it in the other direction as often and I just rewatched "The Perfect Storm" (2x3), here's a brief moment in the other direction:
Aaron hears the commotion and sprints toward it, already shouting Derek's name. He leaves the car door open and disregards the fact that his suit is sticking to his skin in the Florida heat.
Derek's fine, of course. He's already got the suspect on the ground, and his only visible discomfort is the sweat dripping down his face. But Aaron sees the baseball bat on the ground. He sees the way Derek winces just a little as he twists to his feet.
"You couldn't have waited?" he asks lightly, because they're surrounded by cops and there's a potential murderer on the ground and he once tried to take Derek to the ER for scans in the middle of an investigation and it had gone ... poorly. Jason occasionally gets a fond look in his eyes and reminisces about "that time Morgan offered to put you in the ER, Hotch, you remember that?"
So Aaron does what Derek didn't. He waits. He takes Derek with him to check out suspects. He doesn't ask anyone at the precinct for an ice pack, or the location of their nearest emergency room. He doesn't say any of the things he's thinking about bruised or fractured ribs when Derek carries the victim out of the cabin.
Then they catch the unsubs. They save the girl. Aaron quietly tells Jason to schedule their flight home for the next morning. He angles Derek toward one of the borrowed sedans and drives off before anyone else can climb in.
"I'm fine," Derek insists preemptively. Aaron hums, politely incredulous just like his mother taught him, etiquette before everything else. "Okay," Derek confesses, "so he got me with the bat. Got one good kick to my ribs." Aaron keeps his face smooth. He hadn't known it wasn't the bat for that second hit. He's glad he got Garcia to send him a map of local places with x-ray machines. "They're just bruised, Hotch. I'm fine."
"Humor me," Aaron replies. Derek rolls his eyes and grumbles and complains about the lack of good music on the radio as he flips through stations too quickly to catch a single song, but he slouches down into the chair. He takes the ice pack Aaron pilfered from the precinct freezer and presses it to his ribs without pretending that they don't ache. He lets Aaron change the station to something soft, lowers his chair and closes his eyes.
He's fine, Aaron thinks, and--for the first time since sprinting through the trailer park earlier that day--he thinks it might be true.
Before he opened his eyes, Reid knew he was in hospital. It was bright behind his eyelids, it smelt faintly antiseptic, machinery beeped rhythmically, and he was prone on his back, instead of comfortably curled on his side.
He fussed as he willed himself to open his eyes, to slightly blurred vision. He immediately recognised the figure at his bedside as he turned his face, peering through the blur.
“Hey there,” Morgan said. “Good to see you.”
“I can't return the sentiment,” Reid murmured, “you're blurry.”
Morgan chuckled. “Figures, here.” Reid kept still as Morgan eased his glasses onto his face for him, and suddenly the world was in focus.
They are over 10 years old. Bought for a beach vacation. 😂😂😂😂😂
Hahaha that's great! My brother and I used to have a pair each when we were younger, also bought for a beach holiday, which was partly where the idea came from. I will admit they're useful shoes, just not always the most stylish!
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Her eyes are The Void. What are you seeing, Polk?
Probably lunch, mostly. :D
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I’ve read that they redid several scenes because it was too gritty/earnest and they wanted to make it more child friendly, which is why i5 does seem to be neither fish nor fowl.
Yeah, that makes a lot of sense. Also I noticed that a lot of the stuff that I personally would have found boring was elided, it feels like deliberately, for kids with short attention spans (long sequences of climbing walls, sneaking through enemy-filled vaults, fighting things, etc).
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Is there anyone (not a bot) who follows your mustard blog, but not copperbage?
I don’t think I have any way of knowing -- I have roughly 20K followers so comparing the Copperbadge list to the Passmustard list is difficult. :D I have had a couple of people I’ve randomly reblogged from lol at me, which is always fun.
Douglas would look at the camera almost permanently, Arthur only accidentally, Martin would be too flustered at the beginning of the shoot but later on he’d do it sometimes, Carolyn doesn’t want to stoop so low but when Herc is involved she can’t stop herself. Dirk would be the airfield cryptic, everyone mentions him but the camera team never gets a shot while Phil and Dave have a bet going who of them manages to get more screen time. Carl is the filmcrew ‘s favourite.
@unionjackpillow‘s amazing answer to my tag question of if Cabin Pressure is a documentary how many times does someone look at the camera like they’re on The Office?
Thank you @prettybirdy979, @unionjackpillow, and @linguini17 for your prompts! @linguini17... I haven’t started yours yet but I do love it and I will get there. @prettybirdy979 and @unionjackpillow... I hope you don’t mind that I kind of combined your prompts (and that the Calendar Verse hijacked them even though they weren’t really for it... I might still do something else too, non-Calendar Verse). My brain just immediately mashed them together. I can’t guarantee when I’ll finish it as I don’t know how long it’s going to be - but here’s a preview so you can see I’m definitely working on it! ;-)
This ficlet is set in the July before “September” of the Calendar Verse: Martin’s sixth birthday and his first visit to Duxford Air Museum, in one.
Getting involved with Carolyn Knapp-Shappey had been, if Herc was entirely honest with himself, something of an accident. Falling so quickly, completely, and irrevocably in love with her had certainly not been part of any plan; neither, under any circumstances, had he counted on gaining her three young sons into the bargain.
Less than a year ago he had been comfortably a bachelor, and though by all accounts he had largely outgrown most of the weekend pursuits of his youth, still his Saturdays would have been deeply unlikely to involve celebrating the sixth birthday of a child he is finding it increasingly difficult not to think of as his own son. More improbable still would have been his evident enjoyment of this activity.
Yet here he finds himself, one of a small handful of similar groups making their way slowly into the Duxford Air Museum, with varied enthusiasm.
A little blond girl with racing cars on her T-shirt, Martin's age or thereabouts, is pulling her mother along with stolid determination, while a group of awkward looking teenagers shuffle in looking defiant and ill at ease, all carrying scuffed notebooks and chewed pencils.
Arthur is bouncing up and down with excitement beside Herc, but this is not necessarily unusual behaviour in Carolyn's youngest child.
Douglas looks so flatly disinterested that it almost cannot be genuine. Herc notices his eyes lingering on the large information panels that line the foyer somewhat longer than probably needed for someone actually indifferent. Herc decides it is for the best if he doesn't draw attention to the fact; Douglas is noticeably cooler towards him than the two other boys at the best of times.
Martin is beside himself with awe, and they aren't even through the main entrance yet.
