#BROKE MY HEART

[writersglockrambles]

Disney, I asked for found family...

DOES THIS LOOK LIKE FOUND FAMILY TO YOU!

[artyapplebee]

SHINY DUO!

[djarinvettel]

tucking her hair behind her ear so she hears properly, hears properly because she knows that cry, hear properly because she’s recognise her sons cry anywhere.

tucking her hair behind her ear so she sees properly, sees her son properly, takes in every bit of him because she hasn’t seen him in so long.

tucking her hair behind her ear because nothing covers her face anymore, the facade is gone, this is the real agatha.

[sassyprettyboy]

I will always love him … he’s all that needed

[livelovecaliforniadreams]

Favorite Buddie Moments Per Episode: 7x1 Abandon Ships (Part 2)

[royalarchivist]

[ Volume warning at the beginning ]

Quackity: LUZUUUUU!!!

Luzu: [Shifts happily]

Quackity: Luzu! Luzu!!!! Luzu, I love you very much! Luzu I love you very much!

Luzu: [In chat] Hello Quackity how are you

Quackity: You don't speak, you aren't speaking, [he's] speaking in English, [he's] speaking English. He speaks in English, he speaks in English! [He switches his translation box]

Luzu: [In chat] Como estas? [How are you?]

Quackity: No no, I speak English too! I speak English too, I'm so good– wait. ...Hello? Are you not able to speak to me? Are you not able to speak to me?

Luzu:

[ Translation: i speak anything ]

[federal-goose]

literally obsessed with pinocchio’s “i see myself only as the son of geppetto.” he’s standing before an entity whose power he cannot possibly comprehend and who could shred him into toothpicks with a snap and his only thought to identify himself is his father. lou wilson has beefed high charisma rolls before (lookin at you, gunnie “now you’ve been granted advantage” miggles-rashbax) but that line was a beautiful moment of humility and truth that strips pinocchio down to his core. absolutely unmatched.

[endorph1n]

You apologized and yet nothing changed. You just manipulated me.

[theanxiousbookdevourer]

So if you get Lt. Kitsuragi to put on that jacket, he says:

Suggestion adds:

But I didn’t know they MEANT IT SO LITERALLY.

The SECOND we changed out of our F the World jacket, we froze, the screen darkened, and the lieutenant said:

THEN HE WALKED AWAY. :(

[classycookiexo]

[whatsananj]

I'm sorry my lady. I love you, but I love another more.

[wrenammil]

Every time I see a post about Darry getting a wake up call when he was almost Soc— I can literally only think of this scene from Freaks and Geeks



Can you imagine something like that happening?? Like how disappointed Karen Curtis would have been because Ponyboy only told her what happened after he lied to their dad and Sodapop because he didn’t want to get Darry in trouble. Or, how much of a wake up call it’d be for Darry because no matter how close he was with Paul he NEVER wanted to hurt his little brother. Or, how Ponyboy would feel seeing his older brother with the same people that went around jumping greasers who looked just like them (but Darry would never do that would he?)

(Disclaimer: I love Darry so much dude this is not meant to be a hate on his character at all. I need more expansion on him pre-book and his character— but this take, especially applies to the musical version of him) 

[crosshairslongasslegs]

trying not to think about crosshair telling omega that hunter and wrecker might not be alive not because he thought that was true but because he was afraid to face the fact that they might not want him back

[pendrcgn]

thinking about charlie leaving tori during christmas. also thinking about carys leaving aled.

[sassyprettyboy]

ღ Paralyzed [ A.H ]

Trainee!paramedic!fem!reader X Aaron Hotchner

“In which you been dating Aaron Hotchner the FBI BAU UNIT chief — the profiler , “for little over a few months in you are a Trainee!paramedic, “you been feeling off in a daze for weeks in nothing seems to feel right you feel paralyzed Aaron try’s to help you .

Side notes Waite till you find out in part two that he is also her therapist I don’t think you’re ready for that one .

Paring : Fem!Student!Trainee!ParamedicX Aaron Hotchner

Category: hurt/agnst comfort

Content warning: anxiety feeling numb paralyzed reader is in a fog she feels broken Y/N is mention sorry I’m working on it to be better writer ✍️ …. Promises .

It’s okay not to be okay sometimes.

Word count 1.5K

Author notes Hurt/angst comfort seems to be what I want to write about lately sorry ..

So this song breaks my heart 💔 I fight back tears when I hear this song 🎧.. I’m in my feels right now . In wanted to write a fic based off this song . “So I had to go to a funeral today and things have just gotten to me so here we are . I feel this a little this song … I’ll be ok I promise.

I really hope you guys like this one .

This small fic is based off this song my first song that I actually listen to on repeat while writing this .

Thanks for the advice @hoe4hotchner I love you 🩵

Your support is greatly appreciated thank you .

The rain was pouring down in it was hitting the building the lighting that struck between thunder of Quantico, VA. In the heart of it all, the BAU headquarters was alive with energy—agents filing in and out, each consumed by their own cases. But amidst the chaos, Aaron Hotchner, the stoic Unit Chief, felt an undeniable emptiness creeping in, not caused by a particularly challenging case or a bad day at work. It was caused by you.

For the past few weeks, Aaron had noticed something was off with you. You had been dating for a little over three months, your relationship blossoming like the spring flowers in bloom. But lately, you had seemed distant and preoccupied, as though a fog had settled over your bright spirit. In his usual manner, Aaron tried to help, but he felt like he was grasping at smoke—nothing seemed to break through to you.

"Hotch!"

“Penelope Garcia's voice rang through the hallway, her bubbly energy cutting through Aaron's thoughts.

He turned to see Garcia bouncing toward him, a wide grin plastered on her face. "You look happier than I’ve seen you in ages! C’mon, spill the beans! Who's the lucky lady?" she teased, her eyes sparkling with excitement.

Aaron raked a hand through his dark hair, hesitating as he considered his options. He had kept your relationship mostly private, not because he was ashamed, but because he wanted to protect what you had built together. But Garcia had a way of coaxing things from him. "It's, um, Y/N. She's a Trainee!paramedic," he finally admitted, unable to hide the hint of a smile.

Garcia's face lit up. "Oh my gosh, that’s amazing! I knew there was a sparkle in your eyes! How long have you been together? You must tell me everything!" She clapped her hands together, practically dancing on her toes.

"Just a few months," he responded, though his voice wasn’t as lively as hers. He wanted to share the joy of what you had with Garcia, but the heaviness in his heart made it difficult to match her enthusiasm.

Garcia noticed instantly, and her expression shifted to one of concern. "Aaron… is everything okay with you two?"

He sighed, glancing down the hallway as if searching for you. "I… I think she’s going through something. She’s been distant for weeks now, and I can’t seem to break through to her."

"Oh, Hotch," Garcia said softly, her tone turning empathetic. "You know she's a strong woman, right? Just give her some time. But you too… you might think about reaching out more. Sometimes, it helps to do something special—remind her how amazing you see her."

Aaron nodded thoughtfully. He always appreciated Garcia’s insight; she had a way of seeing people's hearts that others often missed. "Thanks, Penelope."

…..ꨄ….>

Later that night, as the shadows began to stretch across your living room, the storm was still poring down hard it was a heavy storm that matched your energy, “you sat curled up on the couch, feeling utterly numb. The anxiety was creeping up your spine, You had been trying to shake off this feeling of paralysis for weeks—every day was a cycle of waking up and going through the motions, but there was a lack of joy that used to define you. The sirens, the adrenaline, had lost their spark, and even your job as a Trainee!paramedic felt more like a you were a prisoner in your own head you felt trap— you felt like you were doing everything wrong in you were not sure if you were gonna make it out alive you wanted to be a paramedic to help people, you couldn’t even cry anymore there is nothing but pain dark clouds over you and you feel cold .

You heard a soft knock at your door, pulling you from your daze. With a sluggish movement, you opened the door to find Hotch leaning against the frame, a look of concern etched on his features.

"Hey," he said softly, stepping inside and closing the door behind him. His presence filled the room, and though you should have felt comfort at seeing him, all you felt was a tide of guilt for how distant you had been.

"Hi," you replied quietly, avoiding his gaze as you shuffled back to the couch. You wrapped yourself in the blanket like it was armor, hoping to shield yourself from those piercing brown eyes that could see straight to your soul.

Aaron took a seat beside you, his body turning slightly to face you. "I wanted to talk."

You nodded, your heart heavy. You were afraid of what he would say—but more afraid of what you would admit.

“I’ve noticed something’s been off with you lately,” he began, his voice steady but gentle. “I care about you, Y/N, and I want to help. But you have to let me in."

A lump formed in your throat as you struggled to find the right words.

“How could you explain this feeling that had wrapped around you like a vine, suffocating your thoughts?

"I don’t even know what’s wrong with me," you admitted, tears pricking at your eyes you push the tears back . "I feel… paralyzed. I feel so numb cold , I fear I won’t get to move forward with the next step of my job I love my job, but lately, it’s just been… heavy. I can’t shake this fog, Aaron. I don’t want to drag you down with me."— “You don’t need this burden to add on top of your job . This is all I’ve ever wanted Aaron in I feel like I’m doing everything wrong , your anxiety felt like it was getting heavy as you were talking about your feelings.

He reached over, taking your hand in his, his touch grounding you in that moment. "You're not a burden. We’re a team, remember? You don’t have to go through this alone."— “You can do this , I know you can you are stronger then you think , I don’t ever want you to feel alone I want you to come to me when you are feeling like this .

His simple words and the warmth of his fingers wrapped around yours made you feel seen, and for the first time in weeks, you could take a deep breath without the weight of the world on your shoulders.

“I don’t want to lose you,” you whispered, your voice breaking. “I feel so lost in my own life, like I’m not the person I used to be.”

"You don’t have to lose me," he assured you, his thumb gently stroking the back of your hand. "We’ll figure this out together. But you have to talk to me. Open up about what’s bothering you, even if it seems silly."

Allowing a small smile to break through the haze, you nodded, feeling a flicker of hope beginning to burn inside you. Maybe things could be brighter again—one conversation at a time.

"Okay," you replied softly. “Let’s start there.”

“I love you Hotchner you say looking up at him .

“I love you to he says as he holds you .

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[chifuya]

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