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Hello welcome from Twitter, here are my favorite flower illustrations I’ve done
“x reader is so cringe.” to YOU. im reading this shit and having a ball ‼️
i know i've said it before, but i firmly believe timeskip samu has a beat up old pickup he drives around when he needs to get deliveries for the restaurant. he thought he'd eventually get something nicer once he started making proper money, but even once the restaurant gets off the ground he can never find it in him to stop driving the old thing. but i also think kita has an old truck too, and that it's something they bond over. quietly. unspokenly. samu's good at tinkerin' and kita's got a parts guy, plus he can figure pretty much anything out if he just reads up on it, so the two of them often go to one another when they're having mechanical issues and they'll work on it together.
i got my nails done and i do not like them, sad days
Cold Mornings
in which lazy mornings with your boyfriend are hard to come by, but he’s always looking for your warmth in the winter
todoroki natsuo x reader
word count: 1.4k genre: fluff type: one-shot reader: neutral (no pronouns, neutral terms, neutral clothing) warnings: little makeout
derived from this prompt fill
“s’cold,” he mumbles, and you raise your mug up to your mouth to hide your grin.
“maybe you should put on a shirt, then,” you reply. he’s in nothing but a pair of flannel sleep pants, and though you’re not complaining about his bare chest, the solution to his problem is fairly obvious.
“you’re wearing, like, all of my clean ones.”
“oops. too slow.”
“you’re lucky you look better in them than i do.”
When you met Natsuo two years ago as a first year university student, you’d never have guessed how goddamn cold the man gets in the winter.
The first year you simply laughed at his daily whining about the temperature every time you went outside; he’d drag you to get hot drinks at cafés and show up to study sessions with no less than five layers on his torso to defend against the chill outside. Now, though—a solid few months into dating him—his go-to way of warming up is leaching heat from you.
It’s not like you’d complain. Sure, it’d be a bit nicer in the summer, but any excuse to let your boyfriend cling to you is a good one. You just make sure there’s plenty of blankets on the bed when you spend the night.
This morning, you wake up under the aforementioned plenty of blankets with Natsuo curled up against your chest as close as humanly possible, nothing below your eyes above the blanket—but that’s enough to see the heavy snowfall through the window on the other side of the bed you’re laying in.
Despite Natsuo’s distaste for the temperature, you’ve always loved the winter. Waking up like this, the snuggly heat of the blankets and your boyfriend’s broad chest against you, is undeniably something you’ve been enjoying since early November.
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How old were you at the lowest point in your life? Reblog this and put it in the tags, plus your current age maybe. I'm trying to see something.
geodes are so fucking appetizing i will eat them
Failed to do good.
the unknown distance to the great beyond, stares back at my grieving frame
