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Come back, I will always wait for you

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some vash sketches as i figure out how i'm gonna draw him

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ill probably never properly clean it up and finish it, so. anyway

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In another universe

These two destroyed me thanks

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glorious evolution

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would it kill you?

3k • teen • satosugu • part 6: June

When Suguru gets into the bath, he makes sure to do so as disagreeably as possible. “Okay. I’m in. Happy?” “Not with that attitude.” Satoru pops the top on a shampoo bottle and sniffs it, refusing to acknowledge their standoff. Childish. Infuriating. Satoru sits down on a low stool by the head of the tub and that’s the last straw. “You can leave now,” Suguru growls over his shoulder. “Well, then who is gonna wash the guts out of your hair?” Suguru falters. There isn’t gore on his person— in his hair or otherwise. Even if it feels like there is. Even if he feels marked by it, he knows he isn’t. It isn’t real.

Satoru takes care of a stubborn Suguru after a bad mission, and asks him why he doesn’t just… stop swallowing curses.

(Set in June 2006, 2 months before the Star Plasma Vessel incident. Series part 6 of 12.)

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I'm not ok and I never will be TT

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In all timelines, in all possibilities, only you.

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That ethereal yaoi hits different

I hope they got a chance to… ya know…. Before….

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Only you

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Heart-piece

3.5k • teen • TodoBaku

“Your mind is made up.” Shouto shuts his eyes briefly. His mouth draws a neutral line, an utter lie. “No point in arguing.” “That’s where you’re wrong.” Katsuki takes another step, slowly closing the distance. “You could stand to fight a little more for what you want.” “You forget yourself.” Shouto tips his chin up in challenge. Katsuki likes it—no, he loves it. It lights a fire in his veins. “What do you know of what I want?” “Suppose we’ll find out.” “Wha—” The word is lost to Katsuki’s mouth. For a blistering moment, the prince freezes in his arms, stony against the heat of his lips. Katsuki’s palm cups his jaw, holding on, and he banishes the tremor in it. Please, he thinks. Prove me right.

Katsuki has been at the palace too long. He must return to his homeland, but he refuses to leave a piece of himself behind when he does.

👑 prince!Todoroki x barbarian!Bakugou, for Fantasy2TopWeek day 4 prompts: Crown / “Is this what you’re searching for?”

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Mary Oliver, “Don’t Hesitate.”

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i still think about you everyday

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I really want to lost in my dreams..

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