We Should Abandon The Current US Government System And Replace It With The Ranking System In Warrior

we should abandon the current US government system and replace it with the ranking system in warrior cats don’t @ me

somebody hibernate w me please

Seattle: A Series

Chapter 15: Transfer

(A/N): Better late than never today, right? Because it’s happening! It’s finally happening!! Time for lots of snark and pettiness!

Series Summary: From the moment they are assigned to each other as partners at their first placements at the FBI’s Seattle field office, Special Agents Y/n L/n and Aaron Hotchner are clearly the perfect match for each other: driven, intelligent, courageous, and both working towards the ultimate goal of becoming profilers. While learning the ropes of the Bureau, they become everything to each other: a rock, a confidant, the person they trust their life with, best friends, and maybe even something more.

Series Warnings: Angst, Fluff, Mentions of Normal Criminal Minds Things, Mentions of Sexism, Season 5 and 9 Spoilers, Mentions of Infidility/Cheating, Mentions of Divorce, Mentions of Death.

Word Count: 2.6K

Song: In Your Atmosphere by John Mayer

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“Maybe one day we’ll meet again and explain to each other what really happened. Maybe one day we’ll finally understand. Until then, I hope you live your best life. And I hope you really do all the things you always said you wanted to do.” -R.M. Drake

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FOUR YEARS LATER

“Alright, I think all that’s left is your closet,” Aubrey said as she reentered, looking around my living room at all the recently packed and sealed cardboard boxes. She gave me a watery smile, which I returned with one of my own. Aubrey was someone I was going to miss the most.

We grabbed a few of the remaining empty boxes and walked back into my bedroom, most of that takedown having been done by myself and Mikey yesterday. The last of the remaining sunlight, which was coming earlier and earlier now that it was November, streamed in from the large windows I loved so dearly as we began pulling the hangers from my closet. Some clothes went into a donation pile, a few went into the trash, and most went into suitcases or boxes.

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nothing beats the spititual connection you get when someone defends you in among us. ur just my best friend now.

congrats on 1k!! not really an au but can you please do some hcs where peter messes with tony by calling him nicknames like “dude” or basically talks to/about him like theyre the same age and tony goes “im not your bro, child” or something like that djsjsnsj

Thank you! ❤

it doesn’t start immediately

in fact it takes quite a while until the word “dude” slips over his lips the first time

Tony is showing Peter something in lab (the first nanobots, a cool update, explains him the arc reactor in detail, take your pick)

and Peter says “dude, that’s so cool!” in awe

he doesn’t even notice that he said it

Tony notices it immediately and he doesn’t know how to feel about it

like he’s happy that Peter isn’t that intimidated by him anymore

but he also feels kinda too old to be called dude

(however, he will forever deny that he called himself “too old” for something)

so, Tony ignores it, thinking it was a one time thing because Peter has been hanging out with Ned before they met in the lab

but it keeps happening

again, Peter isn’t really realizing that he calls his idol “dude” and “bro” and every other variation of it

it just feels natural

because that’s what he calls his friends, and Tony and Peter are friends now

(which Peter still can’t really believe)

Tony keeps noticing, of course

and one day when he feels especially old because he woke up to back pains and he found a record amount of grey hairs in his beard and a kid on the street described him as an “old man”, Tony kinda snaps

“I’m not your bro, child” he says (pouting a little bit)

Peter stares at him. “What?”

“You keep calling me dude and bro. I’m not your dude, I’m not your bro. Stop calling me that.”

“But... I call that all my friends. Does that mean you’re not my friend.”

Tony sighs. “Of course, we are friends, but I don’t like being called those nicknames. They make me feel... old.”

and Peter, instead of being hurt and feel insecure about this, decides to be a little shit.

“Oh, my apologies, sir! It won’t happen again, Mr. Stark, sir!”

Again, Tony picks up on it immediately. He squints his eyes at him. “No. Bad intern. Stop that.”

“Sir, I don’t know what you’re talking about. I’m only treating you with the kind of respect an... elderly person like you deserve, Mr. Stark.”

Peter continues to be overly polite and to drop as many adjectives and names that basically say old person into his conversation as possible

Peter’s texts to Tony look like this

Dear Mr. Stark, I hope this text finds you well. My name is Peter Parker, I am your personal intern who spends three afternoons a week with you and every second weekend. I am writing you in regards to your inquiry about my preferences for dinner tomorrow evening. I am happy to say that I do agree with your choice of Italian food, and I would be absolutely delighted to have pepperoni pizza for dinner. Thank you for your time! Sincerely, Peter Parker (personal Intern)

Tony hates it (okay, not completely, he is quite amused by it but he can never let the kid know)

which, of course, makes Peter go to even more extremes

he spends more and more time formating those text

eventually he writes a real letter and and faxes [sorry, but is that the right form of this verb? like, the verb to fax but I have to add an s to it because Peter is doing it. Is faxes really correct? It looks so wrong] it to Tony’s lab

Tony didn’t even know he had a fax machine in his lab

he’s convinced Peter secretly placed it there for this joke

Tony regrets getting attached to this teenager

no he doesn’t

No matter what a post on tumblr tries to tell you, your moral and ethical stances will never be determined by what you reblog and what you scroll past. Don’t let manipulation tactics force you into doing anything you don’t want to do.