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[shreddies-scribbles]

look i’m all for sexy i take my whiskey neeeaattt~ harvey but DAMN i love when he’s just soft and cuddly 💀💀

[just-jordie-things]

strange and peculiar - fushiguro megumi

word count: 11.9k warnings: swearing, and my poor memory that kinda messed up the scene before the exchange event sorry deal with it  summary: Megumi has always felt a strange and peculiar feeling brew when you were around.  he doesn’t understand why until you’re in the heat of a battle.  more info: written with the idea of jujutsu tech being a college and the main four are first years! ___

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[certifiedjaeger]

[letaliabane]

Rey and Ben Solo - Star Wars: The Rise Of Skywalker

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[floweryshell]

So who are you? I’m nobody. I just met him.

[sweetlambeyed]

Supermega Imagine

a date w/ ryan 

- you and ryan eat kitty litter then he beats you up and calls you a slur 

[skeletoninspace]

Wow Mr Holland.

Just...

WOW

[nessa007]

We’re kind of in each other’s heads. It’s been like that since we were kids. It’s a twin thing.

requested by @lukeandnell

[whitepeopletwitter]

[jemelle]

the og trio (feat. spencer’s pensive looks in the background)

[dreamybebe]

[blushingreid]

THOMAS

[hotchnershottie]

Hurt

Pairing: Aaron Hotchner x Female!Reader

Summary: Reader gets a good stab, Hotch worry

Word Count: 1.2k

Author’s Note: i’ve been looking for something to occupy my time recently and i figured that tumblr could use some more hotch ;) also if the ending is totally garbage, i’m sorry i’m new to this lol

Warning(s): mention of blood

“We need to catch this son of a bitch,” Morgan seethed, ”We’re so close.” This case had been especially tolling, it had been over a week since the B.A.U. agreed to take over and the unsub had slipped through the teams’ fingers more times than they could count. At this point, 6 young women had been brutally murdered by a delusional, stab-happy lowlife.

“We just need something to draw him out,” You spoke, “Like bait.” The team turn their heads toward you, interests piqued.

“Y/n does fit the unsub’s ‘type.’“ Reid pointed out, “Maybe if we use her we could finally catch him — ” 

“Absolutely not.” Looking up from the table you saw Hotch, brows furrowed in that well-known ‘I’m angry’ face. “I will not put Y/n in harm’s way just to close a case!”

“But if we don’t, more innocent women will lose their lives to this asshole! C’mon Hotch please, just let me do this. I’m a big girl, I can handle myself,” You looked at him, pleading with your eyes. He hated when you did that, made him feel dizzy. He just wanted to protect you, and maybe even more than that if you’d let him —

“Hotch?” 

As if being broken out of a trance, he shook his head and sighed. “Fine, but we do it on my terms or not at all. Do you all understand?” Everyone nods, a few mumbling “yes sir” as they left the room, heading for the car.

__________ 

“Alright, you’re going to leave the bar from the rear and wait in the alley until the unsub approaches.  Reid and I will be in the van across the street, Hotch and Morgan will be standing by the entrance watching for anybody who fits the profile. Remember, you’re wired so we’ll be with you the whole time, okay?” Emily had her hands on your shoulders, attempting to provide a sense of calm for you.

“Thanks, Em. I got it, let’s catch this bastard.” You said, a grin playing at your features. Out of the corner of your eyes, you could see Hotch staring at you and for a split second, you could’ve sworn you saw his face soften into a look of concern. However, that must’ve been your hopeful imagination playing tricks on you because when you turned to face him, he was grimacing as usual. You wondered what you’d have to do to be the one that makes him smile someday. 

A stern voice interrupted your inconvenient daydreaming. “Y/n, are you even listening to me? It’s imperative that you pay attention.” Looking up you saw none other than Aaron Hotchner, his soft brown eyes burning into your own. God, did you love those eyes —

“What? Y-yes sir, I’m listening.” You stuttered, the intensity of his gaze throwing you off. 

“I need you to stick to the plan exactly. Don’t do anything I don’t tell you to do, okay?” You nodded. “Good. Now please be careful out there, Y/n.” This whole situation was visibly bothering him, so you grabbed his hand as reassurance.

“I’ll be okay, Hotch, I promise. And even if I’m not, you’ll be there to save me, right?” You asked, playfully batting your lashes at him

He almost smiled, heat rising in his cheeks, “Of course I will.” 

__________

The warm air hit your face as you left the bar, going straight into the dark alleyway. You stumbled along, playing the part of a helpless drunk girl in hopes that the unsub would bite. A shadow figure approached you from behind. 

“You lookin’ for a good time, sugar?” The man breathed on your neck, sending shivers down your spine. 

“No thanks, back off creep.” You turned, starting for the main street.

“Do NOT speak to me that way, you stupid slut!” He all but screamed at you, grabbing you by the arm. You gasped as you felt a sharp pain in your lower abdomen. Glancing down, you saw the knife he had been concealing now lodged in your stomach. 

“Y/n!” 

You saw Morgan run after the unsub as you sank to the ground, only to be caught by a pair of strong arms. 

“You promised me you’d be okay.”  Hotch spoke to you, his voice trembling slightly. 

You smiled, revealing your blood-stained teeth, “I am okay now that you’re here.”

“Now is not the time for that, Y/n.” Your eyes began to shut — “Hey! Keep looking at me, okay? Stay awake for me.” The pain you were feeling was indescribable, all you wanted was to sleep. 

“It hurts, Hotch.” You whimpered, and his eyes welled up with tears.

“I know, Y/n. I know it does, but you’re going to be alright. You have to be, I can’t lose you too.” His words made your heart flutter, he really did care about you. 

“Hotch?” He hummed in response. “I think I love you,” you said, your eyes finally forcing themselves shut. He sat, rocking your body back and forth as the sirens rapidly approached.

__________

You woke to the sound of beeping monitors, harsh florescent lighting, and the Golden Girls playing on the mounted television. 

“You’re awake,” you heard from beside you. You turned to see a very exhausted Aaron Hotchner, hand grasping for yours. “Please don’t ever scare me like that again, you’ve been in a coma for three days. I thought I lost you.” He put his head down, feeling defeated.

You sighed, “I’m sorry, I’ll be more careful next time.” Hotch noticed you tightened your grip on his hand, “You can’t get rid of me that easy, I’m too strong.” 

“This,” you gestured toward your freshly stitched wound, “barely even a scratch.”

Hotch scoffed at you, a grin splitting his previously rigid expression for only a bit, before the look of seriousness returned. “Y/n..” he paused, “do you remember the last thing you said to me before you passed out?” After a few moments of thinking, your eyes widened. Had you really said that out loud? You thought that was a dream. Oh God, what if he doesn’t feel the same? What if he doesn’t feel comfortable being around you anymore?

Your crisis was cut short when he said, “I feel the same way. I’m sorry it took you almost dying for me to admit that.”

— Wait, huh? 

“You what?” You asked, your stomach whirring with excitement. You sat up quickly, sending of small jolts of pain through your body. 

Hotch lent over, his face hovering in front of yours. His breath fanned over your cheeks as he spoke, “Is this okay?” You nodded slowly, your heart pounding in your chest. You had waited so long for this.

His lips brushed gently against yours, careful not to hurt you. You felt yourself melt into his touch as your mouths moved in sync, slow and sweet. Parting, you both smiled. “I love you, Y/n.” He pecked your lips once more. 

“I love you, too.” 

Maybe you should get stabbed more often.

[nevernlandia]

[dropovers]

[dailystrangerthings]

He says he likes your courage. You remind him of a fat Rambo.

Alec Utgoff as Alexei in Stranger Things 3

[lesbianshepard]

what is it about a retail uniform that makes boomers lose all empathy or critical thinking

[lesbianshepard]

i was grabbing something to eat at whole foods and one woman started shouting “excuse me?! excuse me?!” and I ignored her cause I don’t know her. She then came up to me and grabbed my arm and went “I was calling you! Can you help me find something?” and I was like….I don’t work here? And she rolled her eyes and went “Well can you find me someone who DOES?” and when I said “No, sorry” she got all huffy. like…..bitch I don’t work here and I’m not on the clock. I need to eat.

[12171998]

 Once when I was in Target with my mom this woman tapped me on the shoulder and goes “do you work here? where can I find the baby section?”. The target dress code is a red shirt, khakis, non-slip shoes, and a name-tag. My mom and I were wearing none of these; I didn’t even own a red shirt at the time.

I just said, “we don’t work here??” She got mad and was like “Are you sure?” so I went “Are you stupid..?” and carried on shopping

I’d like to think its less the uniform and more the fact that baby boomers simply just lack empathy and critical thinking as a whole like that wasn’t the first time an older person has asked me for help assuming I work there when I’m wearing nothing close to the uniform and am minding my own business shopping and it certainly hasn’t and won’t be the last

[im-an-aesthetic-mess]

this happened to me in best buy. nothing i was wearing resembled their uniforms, and i was very clearly shopping, testing out different laptops and shit.

this lady came up to me and asked what tv’s were the best (which like, you couldn’t ask someone in that department in the first place ? i was on the other side of the store ?), to which i explained that i don’t work at best buy. she got really pissy and kept demanding i help her and i was like i ? don’t ? work ? here ? i ? don’t ? know ?

she threatened to get “my” manager to which i had no response because again, i don’t work there. they’re not my managers. i just kinda said “okay…?”, and she really went and found a manager and brought him over to where i was just tryna find a laptop.

she starts telling him what happened, and he was like “ma'am,,, this kid doesn’t work here. he’s not one of our employees.”

she claimed that i should have helped her anyways, and that she’d be giving their store “a very bad review”

like what the fuck was that shit

[doctorbluesmanreturns]

OK but if you don’t think that our generation is gonna be doing exactly the same thing once certain people hit 40, you haven’t been paying attention, we already went from “let’s be compassionate to the kids growing up” to “the next kid who mentions Fortnite in front of me gets punched”. It’s not just boomers it’s people who are old enough to feel entitled to special treatment.

[dragon-archer]

Someone finally said it

[dead-fang]

For real, let’s not be those people please.

[kappakai-deactivated20190812]

here’s some ripe for the pluckin’ memes

original screenshots from @twoheadedboypt2