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your fave is problematic: steals his loved ones’ sweaters 😔 

complicated relationships with your parents are like. you cut up fruit and bring it to my room without me asking. i can’t remember the last time you told me that you were proud of me. you told me i wasn’t good enough for you but i’m not even good enough for myself. your hugs feel like coming home. i can’t tell you anything that happens in my life. i doubt myself every day because of something you said to me when i was eight. would you like to hear about my day? please don’t ask me about my day. i miss you even though you’re in the next room. i wish we didn’t live together. i’ve never loved or resented anyone as much as i’ve loved and resented you. are you okay? are we okay? are we ever going to be okay?

Van Gogh’s stream of thoughts II.

Starry Night. Loving Vincent (Van Gogh), movie, 2017

thinking of when vincent van gogh said that “poverty stops the best minds in their tracks” and how art would see a new era if we funded struggling independent artists instead of hiring talentless nepotism babies.

chaeryeong layouts ? ? 111

yatora yaguchi icons

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Bakugou’s big ass forehead appreciate post

Why are you so mad?... I kiss you on ya forehead

[ 06:41 PM ] ― “izuku? what's wrong?” you whisper into the quiet room as izuku takes your hand in his and lifts it up, staring intently. “nothing's wrong!” he quickly assures, a light red dust spreading across his cheeks and nose, “.... i was just comparing our hands.” you hum, watching his reaction as he turns your hand to the side, doing the same to his, before turning it the other way, doing the same to his once more, his tired eyes shining bright as he exclaims. “look!” a smile as bright as his sparkling eyes take over his face, and you look at your now entwined hands. you smile at his innocence, and he lets your hands fall between you both, his grip gentle but tight. he blushes even more when you lean over and kiss his cheek, “don't you ever change, 'zuku.”

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~Kisses all over ♡ ♡ ♡

When horimiya got married Hori's father gave a big speech and people were expecting him to be congratulating miyamira but instead he talked about how grateful he was that his daughter can always have someone in her life that will never leave or disapoint her

bitches be like “I’m a writer” and then abandon their wip for months. it’s me I’m bitches.

( 👒 ) ⸻ STUDY !

genre : fluffy and romantic.

warning : get some tissues if you’re emotional cause this is fluffy , also slight cussing cause it’s bakugo 💀

a/n : writing’s draining :(

sighing in frustration, you frowned as you scribbled the answer. Izuku, who happened to pass nearby, tapped your shoulder as he gave you a genuine worried reaction. “Are you alright?” He asked, before his eyes scanned the papers scattered across the table. Noticing it was your worst subject, he smiled a bit. “If you need help with that, I could help you!” He smiled shyly as he sat beside you. Nodding, you smiled back as you begun to explain what you were stuck on.

By the time the of you finished, the sun was already setting down. Sighing, you thankfully smiled at him. “Thank you so much Midoriya, I appreciate it! Without you, I don’t think I’d be done!” Without realizing, you had given the big dorky nerd a hug, which caught him off guard. “O-Oh! You’re welcome!” He stuttered as a blush rested upon his cheeks, slowly rising as he became a flustered mess. Bakugo who happened to pass by, rolled his eyes as he scoffed. “You two are disgusting. Just fucking kiss already!” He growled, a scowl resting upon his face as he left.

Deku, who became redder than kirishima’s hair, cleared his throat. “S-Sorry about Kacchan…you know how he is…” he mumbled, shyly avoiding your eyes. Cupping one of his cheeks, you smiled softly. “…we could always do that.” You whispered. You may have not looked like it, but you were just as shy. Nodding, he gained some confidence as he wrapped an arm around your waist, bringing you closer to his embrace. “I love you.” He whispered quietly as he closed the gap between the two of you.

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