#🌸 friends

[teamatsumu]

you have given me thoughts, time to return the favor

HELP NOT THE FUCKING SUIT WHY WOULD YOU DO THIS TO ME

[skyeconch]

[Elementary/Primary school AU]

Kid!Y/N, crying : I feel so alone, a-and *hic* scared, Si

Kid!Y/N : nobody wants to be my friend, even I though I— *hic* I baked them all cookies, a-and gave them *hic* stickers

Kid!Y/N : am I going to be alone forever?

Kid!Simon : . . .

Kid!Simon : Toffee..

Kid!Y/N : Hmm?

Kid!Simon : you are my..actual rainbow gel pen..

Kid!Simon : in the sea of..blue and black writing utensils.

Kid!Simon, wiping ur tears : You’re not doing this alone, okay? I’m here!

Kid!Y/N, sniffling : really?

Kid!Simon : yeah, duh!

Kid!Simon, holds out his hand : come on, let’s go to class together

Kid!Y/N, takes his hand, now much happier : Mmh, okay!

[atompalace-official]

[ma-rv]

kiss all over my body, would you? 💋

[bunnakit]

dan biting his lip after kissing nick makes me feel fucking insane actually, thanks for asking

[honeytonedhottie]

honeys guide to throwing a slumber party⋆.ೃ࿔*:･🛍️

CUTE INVITATIONS ; when throwing a slumber party, you MUST spread the word with style. if ur sending out invitations digitally, make sure to decorate and use cute fonts and colors.

if ur sending out invitations physically (my preference) use cute stickers, ribbons, and pens. cute decorated slumber party invitations are super fun to make and spark excitement to whoever receives them.

some information that u should include on the slumber party invitations include ;

the date of the slumber party

the time when the slumber party begins - the time when the slumber party ends

dresscode (cute pajamas duh)

also just a reminder to NOT give out invitations in front of those who aren't invited cuz thats not hot ���

PLANNING ; a good slumber party needs a few things one of them being snacks. when planning for snacks, make sure to choose snacks that u and ur guests would like.

choose 3-5 snacks (depending on the amount of ppl attending the slumber party) then use a randomizer to assign snacks to each person, so that the expense is spread out and everyone brings something.

a good slumber party is also coordinated, so make sure to choose and bring supplies for whatever activities that you'll be doing at the slumber party which leads to my next section.

ACTIVITIES ; this is the fun part, choosing what activities to do at a slumber party. i'll list some possible activities that u can do at the slumber party with ways to prepare and coordinate each of them.

watch girly 2000's movies or whatever movies u prefer

some movie recommendations include the bratz movie, mean girls, clueless, legally blonde, 16 wishes and the princess diaries.

sing karaoke songs

fan girl and watch kpop fancams and music videos

i love to watch older gen kpop music videos, some of my favorite groups include AOA, sistar, SUGAR, after school, and KARA.

build a blanket fort

do facemasks and paint each others nails (try nail designs too)

take buzzfeed quizzes and tests

make ice cream sundaes

make a video diary entry together/make tiktoks

have GIRL TALK

girl talk is SO much fun, but rule of thumb with girl talk is whatever u talk about doing girl talk stays between you guys. whether y'all r gossiping or just chatting.

FUN GIRL TALK TOPICS FOR A JUICY CONVERSATION ;

dreams, goals and aspirations that u have

if they're doing well physically and mentally

beauty secrets

SECRETS in general

crushes and who has their affection rn

past experiences/experiences u wanna have

i think that having a slumber party is such a cannon event and all in all just a rly fun and cute way to spend time with ur friends + grow a stronger bond. ✨

[pearl-blue-musings]

Oh, bby girl. You can choose whoever you want for me, you know me best! I didn't know you wrote for Aizawa until now so...maybe???

-🌸

👀👀 how have i NOT shared my love of aizawa with you all????

Slight manga spoilers yee been warned

Pairing: Aizawa Shouta x reader

You’re shaken from your sleep when you hear the sound of metal against tile. Following that is the sound of grunting and panting. You turn over to where your lover is supposed to be and see it empty, the sheets being illuminated by the light of the bathroom. You push yourself out of bed and slip on your slippers, grabbing a robe and tying it around your waist. You trudge over to the door and push it open slightly.

“Sho? What’s going on?”

You put your hand on his shoulder as he sits on the closed toilet. Your voice is laced with tiredness and concern. Aizawa places his head in his hands as his shoulders shudder. You move to kneel in front of him, placing your hands on his knees to steady yourself. The metal under your hand feels colder than usual to the touch, curling your fingers on it to feel something. Clear warm liquid falls onto the metal of his leg causing you to perk your head up. You coo a bit and pull his hands away from his face. Your hands cup his face, your thumb rubbing close to his eyepatch, a comforting move he’s grown to love.

Aizawa grabs at your wrists and lets himself silently cry. He presses your forehead to his in order to truly capture himself in the present moment, in you. You hear his voice tremble and his breath catch in his throat. When he finally manages to speak, you hear his voice crackle in his throat. “I saw…”

You rub at his skin and finish his thought. “Oboro?”

He nods and holds onto you tighter. Ever since he’s returned from the hardest fought and endured battle, your lover hasn’t been the same. This is the third time this week he’s woken up in the middle of the night. But this is the worst nightmare he’s had. Aizawa’s voice and resolve is almost gone, broken just like his own voice. “This time,” he starts, “this time they took Hizashi. Oboro was still Kurogiri and was recognizable. He knew what he was doing and I couldn’t stop him.” You feel his breathing gets shallow and his body shake as he continues. All the while you’re giving him comforting touches on his skin.

“He hurt you,” his voice gives out finally. Tears fall down his cheek as the dream plays in his head once more. “Oboro hurt you and I couldn’t stop it.” Aizawa lifts his head from his hands to hold your gaze. He gently cups your face and you lean into his touch. “The people I love most always end up hurt or worse.

“Leave me. Before you end up hurt or die because you’re associated with me.”

Your eyes widen as a tear escapes. You’ve heard him cry and bare his emotions in front of you, but this is something completely new to you. What he saw in his nightmare was hell on earth. All his loved ones and reasons for being were turned against him, hurt, or killed all because of him. The bags under his eyes weren’t just from physical exhaustion, but also emotional and mental exhaustion. He’s been holding on to so much and it all manifests in his dreams, reliving and creating the worst scenarios imaginable.

You stand up and bring him to rest in his feet. Aizawa follows your movements and once he’s standing, he lowers his head to the juncture of your neck. His hands wrap around your waist as he pulls you in, crying into your warm skin. “It’s okay,” you whisper in his ear. “I’m right here…” Your voice is a soothing mantra as the two of you sway to the music of your hearts. His body is taut against yours yet it molds to yours perfectly. You run your hands in his hair, scratching at his scalp.

You’re not sure how long the two of you have been standing in the bathroom, the buzz of the lights and ticking of the clock the only sounds you hear aside from his light sniffles. When you feel him stop swaying, you pull away and look up into his eyes, tinted red from crying and sleepiness. His breathing is slow and heavy as he lays his forehead against yours. You brush your nose against his, smelling him and curling your fingers into his skin. You speak up gently, “you did not deserve what happened to you, okay? Those things happened and they weren’t your fault.” You pause to kiss his nose as he shudders. “I am here, Hizashi is a few doors down, and Oboro is being rehabilitated.

“You’re safe. We are safe, and I’m not going anywhere. I love you too damn much.”

Aizawa let’s out a calming breath, interlocking his fingers with yours. He pecks your lips a couple times over, finally coming to peace. You give him a calm smile and rub your hand up his arm. “Shall we get some sleep?” He nods and lets you pull you to bed. You lift the sheets and drag him in. He falls to side and you face him, intertwining your legs together as your arm rests on his waist. You watch him fall asleep calmly, your fingers playing with his hair as soft snores leave his lips, hopefully dreaming of happier times.

[noxitsnox]

The thing about buddie is that none of them is hiding his feelings. They are genuinely unaware of them. Everyone knows Buck and Eddie are in love except for Buck and Eddie.

[twistedappletree]

Arranged marriage zhuiling AU where instead of being arranged to marry each other, Jiang Cheng keeps trying to set Jin Ling up with random girls from other clans after Jin Ling mentions he’s interested in marrying ‘someone’ because he doesn’t know Jin Ling meant Lan Sizhui, so Jin Ling keeps doing the most ridiculously annoying and unappealing things to scare off every girl who comes to Koi Tower and Jiang Cheng is ripping his hair out because you little brat, you said you wanted to get married???

Eventually, both of them are so exhausted from the miscommunication that Jiang Cheng investigates and finally finds out what’s wrong, then tells Jin Ling he has one more potential spouse for him to meet. Jin Ling is a pouting lackluster mess over it until his entire world stops when the doors to Koi Tower open and Lan Sizhui walks through.

[ssaahthings]

I aimed to help you, in return you helped me too. (Reciprocity)

Sometimes you noticed when things were off with Hotch, it seemed like a glitch in his armor. Specifically moments when you would hand him his coffee if it was out of reach, as he would move around any table the team was working at; walking and thinking. Your fingers would brush and his grip would tighten. It happened when you would squeeze by to step into the elevator at the office in Quantico, arms brush by, and he would freeze. It was never a noticeable thing, if anything it was only retrospectively apparent in those moments.

When it became clear to you, that he was likely touch starved, was when you needed to hold on to his arm to balance yourself because you had a rock stuck in your shoe; you felt his bicep flex under your fingers and heard his breath hitch yet when you casted a glance up at him he was focused on the squad cars parked in front of the crime scene you were needed at, your interest was piqued then.

After that you began noticing he would never partake in the physical camaraderie; Emily would hug and lean on JJ, Morgan would ruffle Reid's hair as he passed the genius and throw an arm around Penelope when she joined them from her office, and Rossi would pat their backs in a paternal manner when he spoke to them. Sure he had Jack, to hug and cuddle with but you deemed it was different with a father-son relationship, he most likely thought he was giving his son what he needed. Aaron Hotchner is selfless like that, one of the reasons you love him as much as you do.

For a while it was all observations and your heightened sense to notice patterns, especially when it was regarding the man himself.

You were already having a bad day today, the team had made a miscalculated judgement based on the competency of the officers in the local precinct, who were also ridiculing you as well as the whole of the team, but because of the past days, past week, past month it hit you harder than the rest of your coworkers. It's not like you don't know you can go to them with your troubles, considering they're also your closest friends, it's just hard to paraphrase it in a way that would make sense. It felt like everyone was going through something this time of year, but with the jobs you all had, there wasn't much else to do but move onward.

So here you were, standing next to Hotch who was holding a piece of gauze to his forehead from where the unsub's submissive partner, the team had failed to profile, struck him from trying to save the offender you were after. Your eyes roamed his face, his arms, his chest cataloging to make sure he wasn't harmed anywhere else. When you heard the paramedic say he didn't need to go into the hospital you sighed in relief and took some of the fresh pieces of bandages that had been placed beside him and offered to take over cleaning and bandaging him up, making sure he was okay.

"Y/N, you know you don't have to do this." You heard Hotch mumble, seemingly far away but still alert enough to be aware of his surroundings, always on guard like that.

You nod and smile softly and you say, "I know, but it's making me feel better to take care of you right now." You finish cleaning off the blood from his face, gently press the ends of the butterfly bandage in place, "There, good as new." You let him know you were done, squeezing his arm for nonverbal punctuation.

You notice again that he tenses and avoids your gaze, "Hotch? Are you okay?"

"Aaron?"

Still no response, you think back to when he got injured and you don't remember his arm being hurt, so then you start to remember all the other times he's tensed up and you remember all the evidence that leads to him being touch starved, you remember the time you had to physically lean on him for support.

But by the time you're ready to do something about it, he's already assigning tasks to the team and then it's back to the hotel. You have to stop by the precinct to wrap up and grab your work and personal belongings when you overhear some officer make a snide comment about you and your team, it puts you on edge and in order not to make things more complicated you keep quiet and leave for the hotel.

You're quiet and they all notice it, they see how your shoulders are tense and that you're not joining in on the conversation, and you fail to hear the others making plans for dinner or to notice how Hotch is acutely observing you, trying to piece together why you're feeling the way you are in that moment.

His room is on the same floor as yours, across from yours even, so when you walk up to your room and just stand there, Hotch is watching you from the doorway of his. He takes a step forward leaving the door open, observing you.

"Y/N?" Aaron spoke softly as to not disturb the quietness of the hallway.

You turned around and looked at him, he seemed to be concerned. "Hmm?"

"Are you okay? You've been off since we got back to P.D." His voice tender, eyes shining under the lights.

"Oh, yeah. I'm fine, Hotch. Don't worry about me." You wave him off unconvincingly.

"You sure? Because you could come in and we can order room service for dinner, the others already left. You could consider it making things even for you patching me up." He vaguely gestures to his head.

That amuses you, so you smile and agree, crossing the way into his room, looking it over your eyes fall on the open windows on the opposite side, "You got a really nice view of the city, I just face the nextdoor building." You sigh dramatically, side eyeing him so he knows you're just teasing.

"Yeah, but I'm sure it's a great building." He retorts, "What would you like to eat?" holding the phone and menu card in his hand

"I think we've eaten enough around each other for you to know what my preferences are." You turn to face him, with a brow raised.

He huffs out a laugh and nods your way, afterwards placing your dinner order. It was a timid sense of normalcy, forgetting what the day trailed behind the two of you, your nerves come back so abruptly it it feels like a force knocked a breath out of you, and of course he notices it. He notices you.

"Y/N... I'm here if you want to talk about what happened. I noticed that you seemed a bit shaken up after we came back." He comments while moving to stand before you, the sincerity in his eyes gives you the illusion of making them brighter, and your heart clenches for him in affection.

"It's just... been a tough day, Hotch." You confess, keeping your eyes wide in order to combat the stinging behind them that you know means you'll start crying soon, "at first it was one of those days, you know? The kind that you just go through the motions, but ultimately you're alright in the end. And then I had to deal with those officers, they belittled me so much but I know with this job and being on this team, we have a duty to a sense of professionalism, so I kept my mouth shut, reserved. And then you-" You blinked and a rogue tear escaped, keeping your eyes closed for a moment while you let out a hushed, "I was so scared when I saw you get hit... It was hard to focus because I needed to make sure you were okay but we also had a job to do."

Your eyes begin to sting further with oncoming unshed tears, blinking rapidly to fight the sensation and giving up the fight to falsely show your resolve. With your view downcast you noticed one of Aaron's tells for when he was contemplating something; his thumb would move up and down his index and middle fingers. Up and down two times, switch, up and down two times more. Your mind begins to race, what could the eloquent Aaron Hotchner be contemplating saying or doing in front of, or to you.

Whatever it was you looked up and locked eyes with him, something unspoken passed and all you could do was nod your head minutely. Standing still, allowing him to make the steps to come to you, and to wrap his arms around you. One around your shoulders, and the other around your waist. You laid your head on his shoulder, face tucked between the crisp fabric of his shirt and the soft skin of his jawline. You took a deep breath, and wrapped your arms around him in return. Sliding your palms from his midsection, feeling the muscles ripple in their wake, to then connect your hands together in a lock.

"It's okay to asked to be touched, you know." He startles at the sound of your voice.

"I... It's been a while. Not since..." He trails off, knowing you would understand.

"I know, but it's okay, Aaron."

"How come you're the one comforting me now, I was supposed to be consoling you."

"Well, that's what partners do right? An equal give and take for what's needed," You inquire, "And don't think I didn't notice the subtle topic change, Mister."

"Oh we're partners, now?" He says playfully, giving your side a squeeze in further acknowledgement of what you said.

"Well yeah, I mean..." Trailing off when you feel a soft press of his lips to your temple, "Oh..." You breathe out.

"I was teasing you, Honey." He says with a chuckle. Clearing his throat he begins, "You know, I didn't think I'd ever get the chance to feel so much again, for someone, for you. Everyday I see you at the office in the bullpen, or in a precinct when we're away, or if I'm lucky enough to see you sleepy in hotels. Y/N, it feels like a second chance I'm not certain that I deserve."

You move to pull away, so you can look at him in his eyes when you say the words you heard unspoken, but his arms tightened around you, you smiled brightly.

"Aaron, love," You give him a squeeze for emphasis, he viscerally reacts to the term of endearment "I think we all deserve a second chance in life, in love."

After you're able to step back enough to press a kiss to his cheek, right where it meets the corner of his mouth. He gives you the privilege to see his blinding smile.

fyi: it's been a little while since i've written anything like at all but !!! i'm trying my best now to get to writing and post things because it's one of my favorite things to do ❤

this is for: @greg-montgomery @criminalskies @htchnr @ssahotchnerr

[robo-milky]

“Things are all the more beautiful when they end… Fin.”

“I don’t know… I think not having trash can fires should be the bare minimum.”

Completed Grad Cap!!

Hehe- hair reveal ig (low hq)

[teamatsumu]

FATIMAA DEAR UR NEW THEME IS THE CUTEST THE COLOURSS 🥹🥹💗💗

AAAA VIE BABES TYSMMM do u know how hard it is to make atsumu’s hair look good enough to make a theme of it 💀 thank god for toner bec wtf was he doing in high school 😭

[ryomaandgundhamkin]

felt a little silly

I wonder how weekly assault in the bath is going.

[sunshiinnne]

I be giving mental health advice to people like I'm not going crazy every 3rd day lmaoooooo 😭😭🤷🏻‍♀️

[us-angels-together]

Imagine your f/o and you being childhood friends. Going to all the same schools together, growing up together, being each others first kiss, being each other's firsts.

And now even years later you are both together despite the hardships you've faced, the arguments, the years, but also the joy, the smiles, the laughter.

[the-duchess-of-domination]

Thinking about stuffed tummies tonight. Your boyfriend went out to a party with some friends and came home late; your awakened as he quietly slips into bed beside you, apologizing softly for waking you. You tell him it’s fine, then cuddle up close to him; you can already hear his stomach gurgling so you rest a hand on his belly, stroking it sleepily as you begin to drift off back into dreamland again.

You’re jolted awake again very soon, though; at first you don’t know why, but then you hear it again - a quiet whimper from your poor boyfriend, though he’s trying to muffle the sound so he doesn’t bother you any more. Now more awake, you realize you can feel his tummy churning unhappily beneath your palm - seems all that party food isn’t settling very well. Guess you’ll be awake for a little longer than expected…

-🌸 Anon

waking 👏 up 👏 in 👏 the 👏 middle 👏 of 👏 the 👏 night

i love this, post-party pain 💞 im also partial to a guy still being asleep but you waking up to his loud stomach and seeing him wince and make faces in his sleep. he isn’t even awake but he feels everything