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vampyrsm · 1 year
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He wasn’t meant to be this late. He was meant to be home over 3 hours ago but work kept piling up, and villains kept popping up out of nowhere. It was like they were purposely trying to fuck with him and his plans.
Bakugou can’t help but slam the car door before he’s stomping up the gravel driveway towards his house. The lights are out, which really isn’t a surprise when it’s 11:23pm. He knows you’re asleep, and he knows you’re going to be upset he fucked up the date both of you planned for Valentine's.
Bakugou’s quiet as he moves around the house, switching on the kitchen lights whilst he goes about unpacking his bag; washing the dirty dishes and ensuring the dishwasher is ready to go.
“Kats?” A quiet voice calls, riddled with sleep and his stomach swoops and drops whilst he’s bending down to get to something in his bag. His back to you, but he can already imagine what expression you have on your face. “You’re home late.”
Finally, he turns, you’re dressed for bed. Your arms crossed over your chest to keep yourself warm — or maybe you’re closing yourself off from him. It makes his heart ache, he should’ve sent you a text. “‘m sorry baby. Work got so hectic and I—”
He stops talking when you step up to him, and his eyes follow yours to the bouquet of your favourite flowers in his hand. Right, he was going to put them in a vase and start this whole thing over for tomorrow instead. Who cares if it’s a day late, it’s the thought that counts… right?
“It’s okay,” and you grace him with one of the smiles that makes his heart patter against his chest, making his inside fuzzy and warm. “Let me put these in water, then we can go to bed. Yeah?”
Katsuki is already nodding along with your words, letting you take the bouquet from his hands to fish out one of the vases you keep stored for whenever he brings you fresh flowers. Wordlessly he lets you take his hand, guiding him through the dark and up the stairs towards your shared bedroom.
His heart aches again at the sight of the candles that had been lit at one point. There’s even a box of his favourite chocolates on his bedside table beneath a single rose, he never told anyone but you that he had a little bit of a sweet tooth when it came to novelty chocolates. But he can’t seem to linger too much on the guilt of letting you down when you help him undress from his work clothes.
And when he’s finally laid down in bed, his entire body aches for a long night of sleep but he still can’t ignore the nagging feeling in the back of his mind. He reaches for you blindly in the dark, and as if you sensed his motives you let him take your hand to pull you closer. Your face now just inches from his, he thinks he can see the way your eyes are trying to search his face in the darkness.
“I really am so sorry,” he strokes a flyaway hair away from your cheek, “I fucked up, huh? Had all that shit planned out and I just-” A kiss to his lips is enough to silence him, just an innocent peck that despite being so short-lived was packed with an unbelievable amount of love.
“You’re an idiot, you know that?” A snort of a laugh when he pulls his head back to look at you; to make sure he actually heard you correctly. “You know I could never be upset about you being caught up with work. Other people need you too.”
Katsuki seems to ruminate on your words, his fingers drawing patterns on your upper arm. You’ve always had a way of telling him what he needs to hear when he doesn’t realise it, he knows you’d never be upset at him for being a hero. “Fuckin…—love you.” It’s a mumble, an abashed one at that which earns him a smile he can see even in the dark.
Another kiss that lasts a little longer, your head settling so close to his that your noses are touching. “Get some sleep, there’s always tomorrow.”
“Say it back.” He grumbles, tucking your face into his neck and his chin digging into the crown of your head. He sounds like a child but he doesn’t care, not when he feels your fluttering laughter and the way you squeeze him a little tighter in your arms.
“Love you too, Kats.”
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tapakah0 · 16 days
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getousatoruu · 4 months
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This single panel alone can bring any man down to his knees…
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ineed-to-sleep · 5 months
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I just absolutely adore how much love was clearly put into bg3. I just finished the game and as I was skimming through the credits I stopped to read some of the thank you messages ppl left for their loved ones, their families, their DnD groups, their pets, and for the ppl they lost in the past few years, and I was bawling my eyes out and am still tearing up honestly. This was clearly a labour of love and it's so heartwarming to see ppl being able to bring to life something that is so dear to their hearts
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arialebenthal · 10 months
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this has been sitting in my drafts for 2 years because i know i'm gonna get hate mail about it. oh well. this is for you, RTD truthers
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formulaforza · 1 year
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lunch date- m.schumacher
pairing: mick schumacher x reader word count: 700 a/n: blegh
You loved your job. At times, it was the only thing that you felt like you had control over in your life, a constant in a vast ocean of chaos with an ever changing current. You could do without the early mornings some days, especially on chilly winter mornings when you forget to start your car before leaving or the coffee maker takes a crap or you forgot to change the laundry and your favorite pants are still soaked in the washing maching. All those things were trivial in the grand scheme of things, though. Work was great. Great coworkers, great bosses, great facilities, and great work. You knew with a hundred and ten percent confidence that you had set yourself down the right path all those years ago before graduation. 
You loved your job, except when Mick was visiting. When your boyfriend, who was long-distance even when he wasn’t travelling to races, was sitting in your apartment all day being all cozy on the couch and cooking meals in your kitchen and playing with your dog, you resented work. 
I miss you, you would text him more when he was visiting than when he was away. It was almost harder, knowing he was right there and you couldn’t stay in his company, stay in the warm bed, watch your favorite movies on the couch and eat the food only he could make taste good. 
You’ll be home soon, he would always reply because he knew if he said I miss you too, you’d be halfway home before the message even went all the way through. 
The phone in your office rang a little before lunch and you answered it without second thought, mid-email, only half-focused on the voice on the other end. There’s a delivery for you in the lobby, the front-desk associate spoke, and you promised to be down shortly to pick it up. You hung the phone back on the line and returned your attention to your email, finishing the task before you stepped into the elevator. It was on the ride down you’d realized how strange a request it was. You never have anything delivered to work, and when you do, they always bring it to your office with any company mail you’d received. You’d never had to go to the lobby to pick up anything outside of a food delivery before. 
He’s waiting for you in the lobby–jeans and a cozy sweater and carry-out from your favorite lunch spot. He’s lingering at the front desk, making small talk and laughing at one of the receptionist’s jokes and charming everyone to death, just like always. “What are you doing here?” You ask as you approach, his head shoots in your direction and his smile flips from a polite purse to a genuine grin. 
“I brought lunch.”e holds up the bag like a proud little kid. 
You eat together on the bench on the sidewalk outside. It’s the perfect temperature out and the sun is shining and the air smells like the fresh bread from the bakery that’s a few buildings down the street instead of the stuffy recycled air in your office. 
“You remembered my order,” you smile sweetly at him, pulling out the to-go box of sushi and setting it on the bench between your bodies. He digs into the bottom of the bag, retrieves two white paper sleeves and pulls the chopsticks out, hands a pair to you. 
“I know all your orders.”
“Don’t get cocky, now.”
“I do, I have them all in my phone.” You laugh around the chopsticks. “What?”
You chew hard, hurried, swallow part of the bite and hum his question away. You cover your lips, shield him from the contents of your mouth while you finish chewing. “Nothing.”
He shakes his head, knows you don’t believe him, wants to show off his word. You watch him dig his phone out from his pocket, tap the screen a few times before he’s showing you a note in your contact card. He has probabably a dozen different restaurants and their orders typed out. “See?” He says, proud and goofy. 
“That’s really sweet, Mick,” you tell him. “You’re adorable.”
“I know.”
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thricedead · 18 hours
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I will be truthful about my feelings I think dunmeshi fans are a little delusional about the canon status of farcille. If it's reaching a point where you talk about some random Japanese man as being pesky and repulsive for "falling for a lesbian" and treat him like the irl instance of guys pursuing open lesbians... its gone much too far.
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bylrndgm · 1 year
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that was the night i nearly lost you.
the worst was over, my hand was the one you reached for, all throughout the great war.
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familyabolisher · 2 months
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baby's first namedrop in a google review about how good my service was
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happynightmoonsworld · 4 months
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I started this Month Trigun from the '90s and this comment describes so well how i feel After this episode BYE😭😭😭😭😭😭 NEW FAVORITE SHIP UNLOCKED👍🏻🥲
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tapakah0 · 21 days
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May I ask why so few of your animations make it to your Youtube channel? It would seem like a better way to archive your work, and the things you make are brilliant to behold. /positive
Because uh... um... I literally make them in a day or less and if you look closer they have a lot of mistakes, they are short. The longer ones or more polished make their way to there, or at least ones where I put proper credits to, I want to make at least proper credits for both Marble sky animations to get them on there...
Did you know that credits is the most complicated part in animations for me pshogpfpfp
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lesbianpegbar · 2 months
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happy no home monday
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skyloftian-nutcase · 4 months
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I'm going to give Uli and Tillieth the biggest hugs for all they deal with.
(i'm so mean to their husbands XD)
Haha I’m sure they’d be fine with some hugs! We both abuse their husbands lol, though I believe in fair treatment and abuse Til as well 😂
They’re definitely dealing with a lot at the moment, Link’s letting Colin ride him in wolf form and he just stumbled upon Abel and his Link. The healthcare blorbos are revving up for work (and laughing at my expense for all those posts), the canon boys are all just chilling in Dusk’s castle waiting for me to finish Elastic Heart… it’s a bit of a mess over here and none of these blorbos are helping me wrap presents! >:(
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salsflore · 2 months
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theres a bomb in my inbox so i'll be ignoring it for a while
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stevenose · 10 months
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this is cunty but like! i know that x reader fic is cringe and i totally understand ppl not wanting to see it. but there is literally a feature of this website where you can block tags. instead of making a post a day about how much you can’t fucking stand it lol
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time stops, but still your heart is beating
Ten minutes later, Megumi felt a soft thunk on his shoulder. He instinctively froze, fingers twitching, but relaxed when he saw that it was just Yuuji’s head.
Wait—
Megumi tensed again, perhaps even more than before, and slowly looked down at his shoulder.
Yuuji’s head was on his shoulder and he was dead asleep.
Well, Megumi wasn’t very tired anymore. Shit.
[or, megumi is gay and yuuji is pretty and gosh darn it megumi wants to lay his head on yuuji's shoulder so badly he's gonna explode]
💥6,471 words | itafushi💥
based off of this art by @arinavah <3 bestie i hope you know that i think about this art a lot... they bonk...
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