i've just hugged oscar isaac and he told me i'm sweet (i placed my hand on the back of his hair and made him laugh showing i have poe in the back of my phone)
i've died dead
This is my heart, take care of it and tell me you'd die for me.
when you're reading smut and that middle aged man has a little too much stamina
would fight 10 men at once
>> the_story_of_a_biologist
All I got to say is the season finale defo made me cream my pants
We’re down to the two of the final four pieces, which is definitely bittersweet for me <3
Hanging Pendant Necklace
This necklace is a mix of Metkayina and Omaticaya inspiration. I love the way the pendant hangs and I wear this a lot in my regular life!
Fresh Water Pearl necklace
This necklace is incredibly important to me and holds so many emotions to be honest. I won’t get into specifics, but I cried when I finished it. It’s absolutely beautiful and was somewhat of a collaboration with an amazing lady.
This one’s for you, Q. I miss you.
Up next are the last two necklaces of the series (at least for now, I might add on some pieces if I get inspired to make anything)
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Who’s the mighty warrior?
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BITCH ASS MOTHER FUCKER SLEEPING WITH MARK WIFE MOTHER FUCKER
“WHO SLEPT WITH WHO-”
Y O U H O E
YOU’RE “WHO SLEPT WITH WHO” HOE
YOU THAT HOE
H 👏 O 👏N 👏E 👏 Y
YOU THAT :
HOME WREAKING
FAKE PINK AFRO WEARING
FIRING DICK SHOTS INTO ANOTHER MANS WIFE CAUSE HER HAIR LOOKED PRETTY
MUSTACHE TWIRLING, FUCKING EVERYONE YOU MEET IN MORE WAY THAN ONE
HOE
MISS ME WITH THAT
~°•*TIME LINE SHIT*•° ~
YOU ALWAYS BE BEING
THAT HOE
THAT MOTHER FUCKINGGGGGGGGGG
OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOHHHHHHHHHHHH
M
Y
G
O
D
Ask me if I’m mad
Bitch yes I am.
LIKE!!!
YOU REAL?
U good?
YOU REAL RIGHT NOW?
YOU GOT THE TEA ON HUNTY?
U READY TO DRINK WHAT UR SERVIN’?
I DON’T THINK S O O O O O O O
OH
MY
HMMMMMMMMMM???
(I know y'all gonna be like “bigger picture!!!!” but god damn Willford, I love honey but you that hoe tho, at least own it)
lmao get loved loser
get absolutely fucking treasured
Thinking about Bakugou being nervous to introduce you to his family for the first time. And it’s not because he’s embarrassed of you, or worried about what they might think. He already knows his mother will adore you, Mitsuki’s spent so many years chewing his ear off about finding the perfect partner and now he’s done it. And his father will just be happy to see him settled with someone that he loves, Masaru often worrying about his son as the number two hero.
The real reason why Bakugou has never introduced you to his parents is because he likes having you all to himself.
You’re like that safe haven that he returns home to after all the dangers he faces each day at work, the constant that grounds him and makes him happy. It’s selfish really, how he keeps you so close to his chest. And it doesn’t make sense when he starts to realise how upset it makes you that he hasn’t introduced you to his family yet, how he hasn’t let you in to that part of his life. He shared stories with you about his childhood, about his home life, but nothing quite compares to seeing the home and meeting the people who raised him.
“It’s okay, Katsuki.” You hum softly as you take his sweaty palm in your own so tenderly, stopping him from bouncing from toe to toe as you immediately ground him.
The door opening to find both his parents on the other side, his mother almost knocking him to the floor to swoop you into her arms.
“Ah, you must be the beautiful girl my sons been hiding from us for all this time,” Mitsuki captures you in a welcoming hug, while Masaru clamps a reassuring hand on Bakugou’s shoulder, “You know I was starting to think I’d never get grandchildren.”
And now Bakugou wonders what he was ever nervous about.
Watching from the kitchen as his mother lays a photo album on your lap, pointing out photographs of him as a young child, pictures of him dressed as Dynamight, first day of school, Christmases, and first swimming lessons.
“He used to be terrified of water, you know.” Mitsuki grins as she points at a particular picture, “He’s always hated the rain, even to this day.”
“He was so cute,” You coo, letting your fingers run over the smooth plastic covering the photos as you give each one your attention.
“He still would be if he got rid of that scowl,” Mitsuki continued, “And look, this one he refused to put his swimming trunks on so he just ran around the house naked—“
“You old hag,” Bakugou growled from the kitchen, although the words carried no real malice, not anymore. Almost dropping his mug of tea in embarrassment as you laughed beside her, “Not those damn photos.”
“Oh come on, it’s not like she hasn’t seen you naked, you brat.”
“She got the naked ones out again, huh?” Masaru chuckled beside him as he continued to plate dessert.
“Damn woman.” He mumbles beneath his breath, unable to resist your silent plea for him to join you as you raise your hand to beckon him over.
There’s just something special, intimate when Bakugou opens his life up to you like this. He could quite happily keep you to himself, but his family and friends deserve to have you in their lives too. The light that radiates from you deserves to be shared and cherished.