Van Gogh’s Stream Of Thoughts II.

anya knows all the cuss words 

(edited with my watermark that i forgot oops)

Steve Harrington + Funko Pop! (in/sp)

thinking about nanami: 🦋💗💝🦋💞🌸🍒💘🌸💌🦋🍒🌸💌💗🍓💖🦋🌹💘🌸

nanami kento: 🍒🌸🍓🦋💖🌸💖💘🦋💘💞🌹💗🌹💗🦋💌🌸💌🍒🌸🦋💞

seeing nanami: 💘🍒💘💗🦋🌸🌷💞🦋💞💖🌸🦋💖🌹💖🌸💌🦋💌🌸💌🍒🍒💐🌸🧚🏼‍♀️🍓💝🦋🌷💞💗

nanami’s existence: 🌸🌷🦋🌸💗💝🌸💘💞💞🦋💖💌🦋💖💐🌹🌷🦋🍒💗🌷💌💗🍒

ib: @/itwdoris on tt

Rewatching gravity falls rn and this is one of my favorite jokes in the entire show

Skelanimals graphics theme???

skelanimals :3

was literally brought to tears at the thought of sitting in steve’s basement, talking and joking around with the kids with steve standing behind you, playing around with your hair and occasionally kissing your temple. just completely at peace. he’s completely in love with you just mesmerized by you, constantly wanting to be near eachother and wrapped up in eachother, even in casual settings or just chilling.

joe keery in pink is my favorite gender

pequeno paraíso

# cw: capitão nascimento x leitora. fluff !! o rafa tem 5 anos aqui

# wc: 306 palavras

# an: dessa vez eu demorei bastantinho, o fim de semana foi super corrido 😭 tá curtinho, vou fazer outro maiorzinho!!

ter uma folga do bope é sempre uma raridade, principalmente quando se é o coronel e, por sorte, roberto tinha conseguido uma folga de dois dias.

você havia ido ao mercado e tinha deixado seu marido e seu filho, rafael, de 5 anos sozinhos em casa, já que ambos estavam querendo ficar para aproveitar a tarde cochilando e brincando.

antes mesmo de conseguir encaixar a chave na porta e largar as sacolas, você escuta sons de risadas, pulos e brinquedos sendo esparramados e derrubados pelo chão do apartamento. já imaginando a cena, você gira a maçaneta e encontra uma das cenas mais fofas e que, com toda a certeza, vai ficar marcada na sua mente por longos anos.

beto estava sentado no tapete do chão da sala junto com o seu filho e os brinquedos dele, várias peças de lego e hotwheels espalhadas no chão. rafa estava com um sorriso de orelha a orelha, gargalhava só de ver o seu pai montando a torre de lego e tentando equilibrar a pista do hotwheels, assim como ele pediu. beto não estava diferente, era só sorrisos e risos nasalados, tentando não se mexer demais pra pista não cair de novo.

você fica ali, parada na porta, observando por um tempo, até que seu filho olha em direção a porta e corre pra te dar um abraço. largando todas as sacolas que estavam penduradas nos braços e nas mãos, você se agacha pra dar um abraço bem, bem apertado nele. seguindo os movimentos do filho, beto se levanta, vai até vocês e espera o rafa se desgrudar um pouco pra te recepcionar com um beijo singelo.

até que tirar uma folga pra ter um dia assim fora do trabalho não era ruim e, com plena certeza, beto tiraria mais vezes pra passar um tempo com o seu pequeno paraíso.

mlist

i think actually the key to successfully doing tumblr (and especially doing fandom on tumblr) is realising that your blog is your little house and you can post about whatever you like there. once you realise you are just living in and decorating your very own silly little online house you start focusing on what makes you happy rather than constantly performing for & compromising your tastes for & placing all your self worth on little scraps of clout, and you will be a lot happier for it

( 👒 ) ⸻ 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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