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who am i without my daydreams and a pile of mental illnesses

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to be loved and to be in love.

it's when tokoyami asks you about the little crow you keep hidden in your well vented dorm that you feel the heat that his arm exhale in the back of your chair.

now, the action itself its not a huge revelation to you nor does it take more than a few glances from your colleagues.

and you didn't need to look at him, you knew he was still talking to momo.

you had controlled the sentiment a bit by now so your heart wasn't picking up its speed as much as it used to but you were a hero in rising. you did notice that something was happening on the other part of the friendship.

well, katsuki knows you like him.

that was your resolution after the few reports you made to yourself when every action became too much this week. how can you come up with such a grand conclusion with only a week analysis, you ask.

when you like someone, you become too fucking aware of them.

the arm stayed there for the rest of the night. until momo gave us her good night and there was only kaminari and jirou talking at the end of the table. they weren't too far but so in their own world that if felt that way.

so, you lean back at the chair for the first time and his arm stayed there. it was so very there.

you take your fork steals an olive from his plate and eats it.

you were looking straight ahead but you could easily feel when finally you had his eyes attention on you.

"it's sunday,"

you had little control of came out of your mouth when you were with him. not in a sense you made a fool of yourself. you were just that comfortable with your thoughts being out of you when he was next to you. it was that easy.

he growled and looked ahead. in his language that meant "so?"

"you're supposed to be asleep in an hour if i'm correct."

no reaction from him.

sitting next to each other you could have access to the view below the table, you caught about 3 seconds of his shaking leg before it stopped.

alright then.

"you trained with kirishima today, didn't you?"

he grunts. "too easy."

"how long did you take?"

"a minute."

you look ahead and raise your eyebrows but they went down astonishingly fast. on purpose, of course. his eyes were on you again.

"the fuck you mean by that?" a bit raspy by his tone and not very loud. angry nonetheless. it made you bite a smile.

"i'm not sure i know what you're talking about."

"fucking watch me beat him in 40 seconds next time"

"oh! i'm sure you will." you smile.

"and murder you in the next 20."

you pout in response and he looks away. you bring the last olive of his plate to your mouth.

was he shaking his legs because he's anxious? not that he's not allowed to. you two were a bit close but not close enough for you to understand his afflictions.

you were only starting to learn how to read him. by the sidelines so he wouldn't know the reason behind the intention.

apparently you failed that part!

you wish you could help him though.

"is there a reason you're still up?" it came out as nonchalant as you wanted.

the clock on the wall dominated the silence for a few seconds before it happened. the hand on the back of your chair started to thread slightly to your back, so featherly and slow you could be imagining the feeling. until his fingertips reached the hem of your shirt.

you inhale and exhale. his fingers stopped and stayed. the skin to skin was barely there.

"is there anything else happening today?" you ask and it's kinda funny how both of you are looking to your empty plates.

he grunts again but with a chuckle leaking from it.

"fucking hope so."

you jolted for a millisecond when his finger started to gently move on the nape of your neck, then your body was completly at the mercy of that ligh movement.

"you'd expect a UA student from the hero course would have the balls to say what she feels"

you lost the grip in your heart and even though it was beating way faster than it was supposed to, you were still so very comfortable. because it was him.

"gave her a whole ass week... but apparently i overestimated the prick."

you turn your head to watch his profile. red eyes glistening.

"calling me out" you let out, a bit irritated you couldn’t contain the little smile on your face "when i caugh some anxious moviments under the table."

he turns to you and he was so close you were certain the clock stopped ticking.

"still doing it, aren't i?"

his mouth meets yours in a heartbeat. a kiss so angryly slow that made you lightheaded. he moves his tongue dominantly but when you got the chance to bite his lip he growls deliciously into you and the hand on your neck rushes to your hair, deepening the kiss.

your hand flies to his neck, your fingers wanting to stay on his skin forever but when they make it to his blonde locks it feels like they were always meant to be there. you were drowning in him.

when he pulls back it takes probably 5 seconds for you to open your eyes. the red on his consumed by his pupils.

"is that why you let me eat the olives you leave for last this past week?"

"and your ass owns me for every one of them." his fingers were gently strocking your hair.

you nod and kiss the corner of his mouth. he closes his eyes and hums in response. you really hope he feels as safe with you as you feel with him.

"it's okay. i see it makes a difference when you’re taking a whole minute to defeat someone."

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WAKE UP AVATAR FANDOM!

New concept art just dropped! And I love all of it. From the closer look we now get at the sail-ships, to Quaritch getting kidnapped liked the LOOSER he is XD

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Reading articles about MrBeast's dominance of YouTube is fucking bizarre because, from my perspective, the dude isn't even on YouTube. I've never watched one of his videos. YouTube has, to the best of my knowledge, never recommended one of his videos to me. Every thumbnail screenshot of his looks like something you could tell me was a photoshopped parody of YouTube culture, and I'd believe you. No one I follow on YouTube ever mentions him, even negatively or in passing. The first time I ever heard his name was in regards to the quality of his ghost kitchens. The only way I know he isn't a mass, shared hallucination is that I've witnessed the thoroughly mid-looking chocolate bars he sells at Walmart for some reason

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in a kinder world i live in an i spy page

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baby wake up, new Rhysand art just dropped

🎨 by ignartcio

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and with your help it can rack up 700k notes on tumblr in 2024

no tumblr this doesnt need tags im releasing it into the wild as god intended

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Normalize this response

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Masterlist -

In This Together - Thomas Shelby

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In This Together

Part 35 - Previous Parts Here Pairing - Thomas Shelby and Reader

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“No you’re not!” Ada screamed. You had just broke the news of your pending little arrival. “Yeah, I am,” you rubbed your head, it was aching again. Was it stress? “Oh my god! The most selfish man in the world is going to have a baby!” She laughed.

“Thanks Ada, I came round here for some support,” Feeling guilty, she hugged you. “I’m sorry Y/n, but you have ran off because of him once. You come back, he’s been shot and fucked the barmaid,” she exclaimed. “You couldn’t make up the shit, that goes on in this family,”

“Yeah, well she’s gone for good, so I’ve been told,” you prayed it was true. “This one is gone, what about the next one? The one after?”

You shook your head, “No, no, don’t say that. He’s going to change, he said he’s sorry,” She raised her eyebrow at you. Why were you sticking up for him? You wondered.

A knock at the door stopped your conversation. “Y/n, you in there?” It was Polly. As Ada opened the door, Polly walked in like she owned the whole place. She picked a crying Karl up and tried to soothe him. “Thought you might be here?” She told you.

“Oh, hi Ada, how are you keeping? Still alive?” Ada snapped at Polly, who threw her a look which shut her up. “You coming home?” She asked you. “Where is home?” You asked raising your arms.

“Home is where family is, where that babies father is, men get swayed, Y/n. It happens time and time again. It doesn’t mean he doesn’t love you,” she paced the room with Karl.

“Oh that’s fine then, he can go and get his dick wet every night?!” You bit back at her. “That’s not what I meant, he’s lost without you, broken,” You stood and put your coat on, “Thanks for the tea Ada, I’m tired,” You walked out, just wanting to sleep for a week.

After you walked out, Ada stood staring at Polly. "You know I am right, Ada. She's lost without him, he is lost without her," Ada poured out more tea for Polly, "That doesn't mean she should forgive and forget, Pol," she flopped onto the chair, worn out from being up all night with Karl. "If she has any sense she will leave this town for good,"

"That will never happen, that girl is a Shelby now. She knows she belongs here. And a new little cousin for you," she whispered to Karl.

You don't know how long you had slept, but it was dark when you woke up. Nausea swept over you again, sitting in your throat, like acid. Rolling over, you sat up, dizzy from lack of food. On the bedside table was a glass of water, a single red rose and a note.

"Try to sip some water, the rose is for you. Remember when I used to steal them, from the market for you? T xxx" You smiled at the memory, he got caught once and his Dad hit him with a belt. You had cried yourself to sleep that night, feeling guilty. Picking up the flower, you sniffed it, all of your memories came flooding back.

Desperate for a wee, you dragged yourself up and headed towards the door. Slowly, you descended the stairs, the room was swaying. Pushing the kitchen door open, you met eyes with Thomas. He was sat alone, smoking, as usual.

Standing, he rushed over to you, "Woah, I've got you," he reassured as you leant against him. "I'm dizzy, I need to go to the toilet," Holding on to you, he led you through, "I will wait here," You used the toilet, he led you to the kitchen to wash your hands. Polly had left some fish on the side for dinner.

"Oh my god, the smell," that was it, you leant over the sink and threw up. He held your hair back, as you tried to catch your breath. "What you doing, Y/n?" Finn asked from behind. Thomas turned his head, "She's not feeling good, move that fish outside, ey" he instructed Finn.

"Its got an eye in it," Finn laughed, "It's looking at me," He held it up to show Tommy, the smell hitting you again. "Jesus!" you shouted broking into the sink. "Fucks sake Finn, get it out," He ran outside with it. Standing, you wiped your mouth with a towel. "No fish from now on then, ey? he smiled at you, eyes sparkling.

You shook your head, sitting at the table. "No fish," you smiled. Finn came running back in, he put his arm around you. "Are you going to die, Y/n?" he asked innocently.

"Fucking hell, Finn," said Thomas shaking his head. "No, Finn, I wont die," you smiled, stroking his hair.

"I would be sad if you did, so would Tommy. He gets sad when you aren't here," You loved Finn like he was your own, children were so innocent.

“Well, I am here now, so nobody has to be sad," you looked at Thomas. "What do you think Tom? Shall we tell him our little secret?"

"Hmm, I'm not sure," he smiled. "Tell me, tell me, please," he begged. "Me and Y/n are going to have a baby," Thomas grinned.

Finn jumped up and down excitedly. "I will be the big one in the house then, is it a boy?" You shrugged your shoulders, "We don't know, Aunt Pol might tell us,"

As you watched Thomas interact with Finn, you realised you needed him. You still loved him, always would.

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ugh how the fuck do you cover letter

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when hayao miyazaki said that true love was two people inspiring each other to live…recognizing just how hard living is, putting one foot in front of the other every day, how easy it is to lose our passion for it…… that’s the real shit

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I truly feel like The Boy and The Heron is Miyazaki’s apology letter to his son Goro.

Not in a “your my precious son and I love you so much, here a movie to make you for my failures” kind of way

but in a “I’ve built this incredible empire and legacy that’s given magic to millions of people, and in that time you’ve lived in that same world, and so naturally it’s expected that you’d take it over in my place, but I know that you’ll never succeed me or that you’ll be able to recreate the magic. This magical world will die with me, this company will die with me, and that’s okay. You don’t have to be me.”

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With The Boy and the Heron, Miyazaki really said: I accept that my legacy is out of my control, that my children may not be my successors, that this tremendous monument I've built with a lifetime of toil, this fiery blessing that simply fell out of the sky, may not continue without me, In fact, it may crumble to dust, I accept it because my children and their children are alive and well, in this imperfect world, and thats enough. Yes, I accept that this is the end, but God damn, I'll go out with a bang.

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No, Google Docs, there is a distinct difference between "cussing" and "cursing."

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imagine you're some guy and you're going through the woods one day and you stumble upon a house and the people who live there just give you free food and eventually let you inside and it's like nothing you've ever seen before and the people are so nice and loving towards you and then one day they decide to never let you leave again, steal your balls, and give you a stupid fucking hair cut