#he's so !!!!!!!

[rayveneyed]

bakugou katsuki proclaims, quite often, that he doesn’t have a romantic bone in his body. he snarls it — cheeks flushed an angry red — when you teasingly ask him for homemade chocolates, or to change your name in his phone to something cheesy. you’ve had him down as pumpkin from the moment you started dating, after all, and he’s long grown used to hearing baby and sweetheart and darling in place of his given name, even though he swears he hates it. you often tug at his wrist and point to bouquets of red roses, whining why don’t you ever get me those? just annoying enough to have him pulling your head under his elbow and roughly ruffling your hair, cursing the way he’s spoiled you.

kirishima got mina a heartbeat bracelet, you say pointedly, tucked under his arm on the couch and peering up at him with those eyes — those eyes that say you’re looking to push his buttons a little. (internally, he scoffs — as if he didn’t know. as if he wasn’t the one that gave shitty hair the idea in the first place. it’s just — it’s different, isn’t it, when he’s getting it for himself? for you?) shouldn’t we get something like that, baby ?

he grunts something unintelligible — something about how they’re gimmicky, how they probably don’t work, how it’d distract him when he’s kicking ass, how it’d probably melt with the use of a single howitzer impact, blah blah blah. you shrug. it’s not that big of a deal, anyway. you mostly brought it up to pull his leg a little — you know he’s not one for grand gestures like that, preferring his acts of service above all else — but for all the fight he’d put up, two heartbeat bracelets arrive at your apartment not even a week later. amazon prime expedited shipping, no less. 

he ignores you when you bring it up — lets you fasten it onto his wrist with little fanfare, the tips of his ears turning red, muttering something about he’d probably never use it, anyway, and he only got it so that you’d shut up about it all — never say i don’t do shit for you, woman!

but when he’s halfway across the world, tangled up in schemes larger than you have the capacity to think about — when you’re watching the news with teary eyes and bated breath, hands clutched to your chest, it always comes without fail: a small buzz on your wrist, gentle and thudding and rhythmic. ba-bump, ba-bump, ba-bump.

[mecachrome]

oscar vs. cold water

[kibsss]

baby girl castiel

[arabellas]

PAUL MESCAL Chicken Shop Date

[wejustvibing]

"Hamilton had had a word."

- Rebecca Clancy, motorsport writer

[ladymacbethisagirlboss]

Season two of TMA is ridiculous. It's basically just:

Found Martin's notebook. He's written "Mr. Martin Sims" several times on every page. Clearly he's planning to kill me and take my identity

[almond-tofuuu]

Life with Zayne

❄️❄️❄️❄️❄️❄️❄️❄️

An aesthetic

this man has taken over my life someone pls help, he's all I think about-

[loooopside]

DON'T EVEN-

I CAN'T EVEN-

*FERAL SCREAMING*

[fogdraws]

Portrait of how I picture Watson's face while I read ❤️🙌

[sixteenthtry]

I hate being on my period bc why THE FUCK am I unironically crying real tears over this picture

[tanblaque]

[xpiester333x]

This is one of the most Akechi conversation's I've seen in the Thieves Den yet.

[crystallizsch]

the besties are judging you for your taste in men

[waterwizardcat]

I love him so much

[reidiot]

[caycanteven]

He's looking respectfully