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nanami’s side of the bed wouldn’t even be called nanami’s anymore. you sleep there nearly every day, blaming it on how the pillows smell of him.

nanami’s clothes aren’t his anymore, you're sleeping in his shorts and t-shirt tonight. you wore his shirt yesterday, and took his ties for some clothes experiments last week.

nanami’s sacred pens are no longer his own, he finds them on the table after you tried to scribble up something and forgot to put them back.

nanami’s mugs are now shared, always in the dishwasher even when he doesn’t recall using them at all. 

nanami’s thoughts don’t belong just to him anymore. you’d bug him about it all day if he doesn’t share what he’s thinking — so he, with an exasperated sigh, tells you what’s on his mind.

nanami’s salary doesn’t go straight to his savings account like it used to, instead taking a portion of it to spend on you. ‘you’ means gifts, flowers, dates, trips, trinkets, and so on.

nanami’s weekends aren’t as quiet as they once were; now they’re chaotic, full of so much of you. 

nanami’s fridge is full nowadays. candy, leftovers, ice cream, cheese, cake, bread, and the list goes on. so many things that don’t go along with his diet fill the once-empty shelves.

nanami doesn’t spend as much time in his study as before you moved in. now old books are left to collect dust, long forgotten in a room that’s never lit. even when he decides to pick one up and read it, it’s the minute that he sees your face the book is tossed away.

nanami’s happiness still comes from days off, but now it’s because those days are spent with you. days when he slept long and ignores the world are long gone, now he gets to sit and focus on you, watching as everything else becomes nothing but background noise.

nanami has always been sure he’s not looking for marriage, at least not right now. but he swears that ring looks so perfect for you. there’s no way he’d miss it. 

nanami stands in front of the bathroom mirror 5 minutes late every day because you’re still figuring out how to fix his tie the right way without any help. he can’t seem to rush you, though — what’s being precisely on time have on your little giggles as you sit on the sink and struggle to finish a task he could have done in under a minute?

nanami has been spending so much time eating as of late, more time than he can afford. while he used to finish a meal in approximately fifteen minutes, now dinners could stretch to two hours. he couldn’t get off the table early when you sit across from him, talking and joking and doing anything that’s not eating. he simply can’t possibly not indulge in the little conversations, appreciating every moment he gets to spend in your presence. nanami’s life wouldn’t even be called his anymore. you’re a storm, invading his life all at once, bringing in your chaos along with you. you’ve infatuated him, you’ve assailed his senses and changed his very being. every time nanami’s eyes align with yours, he prays your presence isn’t a fleeting one. he silently hopes you don’t leave as suddenly as you came, that you plan to stay.

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I'm sick of internet negativity, so let's combat it: reblog this and saying something nice/pay a compliment to the prev in the tags.

#one of my fave writers #also if i am seeing write it's cael in the icon so this means we both like cael which is def a plus #sorry my complimenting skills suck

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it’s so nice being fond of people on here :-) like yeah maybe we only know each other in a very limited way but i care abt you guys & hearing abt your lives makes me happy & i like listening to the things u have to say & i really truly wish the best for you all!!! sending my love from a couple states, countries, oceans away

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One of the best shot of Total Solar Eclipse from 08-04-2024.

Via @nasa-official

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Me while watching LOTR

I love romanticizing a rough, rugged life but the truth is I would not survive one day out there because I am too soft and I hate bugs.

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online communities are so strange because people slip away so easily. you can be on here for years, folding people you've never met into the fabric of your daily life, and then they disappear, leaving only ghost posts scattered across tumblr behind. or their blog stays dormant, for weeks, months, years, until you're only still following them because you remember that they love sunflowers or they were kind to you when they didn't have to be or the last thing they posted was sad and raw and you still worry about them sometimes.

and sometimes they come back when you least expect it, years later, even, and there's this sudden rush of relief like there you are, there you are, even though you barely knew each other.

there's a strange kind of love to it. i don't know you and i want to hold your hand across miles and time zones and oceans. i can still see the imprint of you in this community you left. you don't think anyone will notice or care when you're gone, but we notice and we care and we wish you well.

i hope you're all okay out there. i hope the sun is shining on your face and you are breathing deeply. i miss you.

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How funny would it be if you had to hide a stash of instant ramen in your apartment from Bakugo?

Because he’s into cooking, he absolutely despises processed and packaged food when he knows that he can make it ten times better and fresher.

So anytime you just have a craving or are feeling too lazy to cook a proper meal, you have to sneak the package into the kitchen and open it as slowly as possible to prevent him hearing the plastic. He’s caught you many times without fail. It ends in him running to the store to get ingredients for a better ramen and throwing away the instant noodles - even if they’re already cooked.

Bakugo will always prefer to cook you a hearty meal. He loves the way you do a little nod after the first bite, giving a silent approval of whatever dish he’s crafted. And if he doesn’t know how to make something you want? You bet your ass he’s searching up recipes and any tutorials to make it just for you.

He asks the same question every time, too.

“Tastes better than salt and plastic, yeah?”

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It’s fairly common practise for Pro Heroes to sign up as organ donators, right? And maybe, in a lot of cases, the body just isn’t in a condition where things can be safely donated but every now and then—

You’ve needed a heart transplant for a while, now. Quirk compatibility can mean a lot of donations just—aren’t viable, for you. And it’s fine, you live a good life, if not quiet. But you’re out shopping for groceries when the news of Red Riot falling in battle breaks. People are standing together in little groups on their phones, or talking in hushed voices about the brutality of the fight, and how many of the Golden Generation have been belted into the ground.

At first you think—oh, it’s just a bad fight, Red Riot will get up again. You can’t imagine anything felling his strong, unbreakable self. But he doesn’t.

When you get the call to come into the hospital for a donor match, your stomach tightens.

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Reblog and put in the tags your favorite Disney princesses growing up.

#cinderella #i haven't even watched it yet #but i had this blonde favouritism since where i am back then dark hair colors and eye colors were more favoured in stories and songs #and the other blonde (aurora) had a pinkish dress and i was against pink in so many levels back then #but after watching some movies belle and tiana made their way into my heart too #all in all i was kinda stupid as a kid i guess djdjjdjdjd i thought i had to have an opinion on everything

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Natalie Portman being confused by the fact that you have to say “hi” to someone before starting a conversation in France got me like ?????

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"i would kill for you" "i would die for you" okay but would you forgive me if i forgot something important for the 51204th time in a row even though i tried my best to remember

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I don't know why but whenever I look at Toji I feel like he would smell sweaty. Not too bad, but not too good either. Sorry Toji. You just look smelly.

#toji fushiguro #random thoughts

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I.... I am unbelievably anxious at the moment and I need a place to vent. I have done a mistake at work, and today, my workmates were under pressure from our superiors because of me- I was post nightshift so I wasn't there. And tomorrow most likely, our superiors will come at me too. I am nervous and I feel ashamed of myself for doing such a mistake. And my glass-made heart cannot handle such pressure. It happens, I know it, but still... I am not sure if I can face with everything tomorrow.

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men want a girl who watches anime, but only if they were the one to introduce it to her. she cannot bring her own knowledge into the relationship, in case she embarrasses the man by simply knowing more or caring more than him. this applies to other niche and nerdy habits as well, including video games, Star Wars, and Dungeons and Dragons.

a woman must like metal music, but only if he dad introduced her to dad rock, and another man hardens her tastes further.

a woman must love sex and crave it always, as not to be a prude, but only if it revolves around her (male) lover. if it is on her own, its a threat to his comfort.

a woman must be cool, but only as an extension of a man's superior coolness.