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　　' are you fucking serious, will? you haven't noticed how everything has gone to shit since you started working on your fucking robots and pizza places? ' the death of their youngest hadn't been too many years ago and the tragic events hadn't slowed, only growing until they enveloped their whole family and whole town. maybe she would have had some plausible deniability if things were different, but his behavior had only grown stranger with time.

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Who’s the cuddler? hotch, but emily is just a little colder interpersonally in general (weird i know) but hotch was always a different man with haley so i imagine he is with em. hotch is 100% more of a romantic & a natural at being a companion. emily doesn't have that same practice.

Who makes the bed? hotch, idk if she's as anal as he is. i think he prolly has his way of doing it & she's just as well cause she hates cleaning.

Who wakes up first? hotch, but not by much i'm sure. they work together sooooo, usually he'd only be first up 'cause he's the first call.

Who has the weird taste in music? emily - hotch is a beatles man, emily likes obscure stuff or like, jazz ... but she's into whatever, i think morgan probably influenced her taste a bit. same with garcia & jj.

Who is more protective? hotchnerrrr. she more will hide her own pain to protect him. but they're both protective af.

Who sings in the shower? ... emily? but it's rare.

Who cries during movies? neither they make fun of them.

Who spends the most while out shopping? emily ofc you see her shoes?

Who kisses more roughly? both

Who is more dominant? hotchner

My rating of the ship from 1-10. 11/10 they've made me sick since i was like 13

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she didn't intend for it to happen this way. she had been sitting over the book william had showed her. full of the different flowers she had picked, & handed out to whoever was in sight. pretty buds she picked out from between the cracks of the sidewalk, or growing on strange places. even the ones that just reminded her of someone. she was a gardener, really. not her only hobby or interest but the most inherently uncharacteristic. she does come from the era of the hippies, though. she supposes it's got somethin' to do with nature, vrs. nurture.

　　over the years, kinsey had started to get a sixth sense for when danger was right around the corner, but perhaps she had been too focused on sensing the danger ahead as she approached the abandoned building that she hadn't noticed him come behind her with a hand over her mouth.

　　' the same. i've been stuck indoors with the dust all day and i needed some fresh air. ' she gave a tiny smile, stepping softly towards him as she tugged her cardigan closer to her body. she didn't leave her little library much, preferring to stay away from the usual hustle and bustle of the community. but she was just as restless as anyone else and she needed to stretch her legs if she was ever to get to sleep.

　　' didn't you just get back? you should really try to rest. ' a pink hue rose to her cheeks. ' i mean... should you feel like that. '

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"yeah you're a real sunuvabitch, huh bill?" her arms are crossed, clicks her tongue with a scoff. charlie might not have taken after her too much in the looks department, but she got her strength from her mother. or that's how she likes to describe it. "what're you doin' huh?" she's trying not to smile too wide, or give him the eyes that he knows too well, by now. when his subtle flirting was enough to get a genuine reaction. but ever since charlie, well... he's been around a lot. & while she's trying not to let it raise any red flags, due to his son & all.. well, it was gettin' a little much. the jefferson airplane vinyl in his fingers (her favourite) surrealistic pillow -- shit was that an original?