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My coloring for Izuku Midoriya [My Hero Academia manga, chapter 317]

pov: your instagram but you're dating Aaron Hotchner

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y/n.l/n: Aaron, after a day of hard work

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mommyjareau: this feels too personal to be seeing

aarhotch: I specifically told you not to post this. → y/n.l/n: punishment time? → d.morgan: y'all know we can read this, right??

badass_em: Strauss? → y/n.l/n lmaooo you're wrong for that

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y/n.l/n: like father, like son

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aarhotch: if I get home and he thinks we're keeping all those puppies, I'm not going to be happy → jessbrooks: let him keep the puppies, Aaron → y/n.l/n: yeah, let him keep the puppies, Aaron.

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y/n.l/n: BAU babies

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doctorreid: What are we doing @/greennaway.elle ? → greenaway.elle: I have no idea → y/n.l/n: whatever it is, you both look incredibly cute

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y/n.l/n: Jack on the slopes

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jessbrooks: It was all he could talk about last week, how's he liking it? → y/n.l/n: he's LOVING it, absolutely tearing it up, and Aaron thinks he's going pro

babygirlpg: oh my gosh he is just the cutest

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y/n.l/n: the boys ™

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badass_em: dad and son → davidrossiofficial: how old do you think I am?

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y/n.l/n: Aaron 'I don't want a dog' Hotchner

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babygirlpg: she's a ball of fluff!! → y/n.l/n: she's literally the cutest thing in the world, especially when she chases Jack around the yard

aarhotch: I didn't want a dog, you and Jack are too persuasive together → y/n.l/n: so why does she get to sleep in our bed each night? → aarhotch: I don't want her to be lonely on the floor

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y/n.l/n: life with a personal chef

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davidrossiofficial: with my pasta recipe? how was it? → y/n.l/n: good, but not as good as you make it → aarhotch: you're a liar and a sweet talker → y/n.l/n: i'm trying to score some pasta, dude

I am a Captain Marvel stan to my core. I love my woman Carol Danvers in literally all sources of Media including children's books (Yes. I've read Starforce on the Rise. Don't at me.) But something I wasn't expecting was to fall in love with a timeless Warrier who licks swords and is the absolute perfect definition of chaotic bisexual.

And holy crap am I in love. Brunnhilde is so complicated and so freaking amazing. I love getting in her head and seeing the world through her eyes. And the muscles. And the suits. God.

The suits.

Like, look at this woman.

She's my second favorite alcoholic girl-fail in the MCU. She's a horse girl, but I'll allow it just this once. I may have to get a tattoo for her on my other arm.

cross my heart

Aaron Hotchner (Criminal Minds) x Female Reader

Contains: reader and hotch are seeing each other and the secret isn’t kept for long thanks to reid’s inability to keep any of his thoughts to himself (this is entirely pg in a totally out of character moment for myself)

A/N: i’ve been watching this show for weeks on end and we’re back into things with a massive heart-hard-on for hotch.

Whilst Spencer Reid knew that this particular topic could well and truly wait another 30 minutes till they were all gathered at the office, the nagging part of his brain that couldn’t let go of the topic had also brought him straight to the front door of his Unit Chief.

He’d actually resigned himself to waiting until he got to work, but in the excitement of running over things a million times in his brain he’d seemingly forgotten that part and flown autopilot right to Hotch’s home. Regardless, his knuckles wrapped against the door before clutching the strap of his satchel.

Hotch look confused when he opened the door, he also looked remarkably casual for a man who was meant to be at work within the hour. He was still just in his undershirt as he leaned against the open door trying to figure out to what he owed this pleasure.

“Good morning, Reid.”

Weiterlesen

Chemistry ;)

Kuroo: Do you wanna hear a chemistry joke?

Y/N:

Kuroo: ...Is that...a no?

Y/N: I'm sorry. Were you expecting...a reaction?

Kuroo,*wiping a tear from his eye*: I love you.

Rewatched the movie again. So the first chance Henry got to be close to Alex, he smells him??? And compliments the perfurme???

🥹🥹🫠🫠

husbands

This is sooooo good 🫶🏽🫠

Could you please do gentle kisses with bucky? I was listening to "like real people do" by hoizer, thinking about a bucky fic and my heart melted

I love this so much and I want you to know I listened purely to Hozier while I wrote this and had to physically stop myself from making this a whole spicy one shot ooops But I hope you love it <3

Warnings: It gets a lil spicy kinda at the end but it's all fluff and love and a makeout sesh so yeah <3

It was his favorite part when he saw you - when your lips would dance with his. 

Bucky had been seeing you for only a few months, but you were like home to him. Scratch that - you were home. All of your terrible jokes. Your rants about the books you read or the musicians you listened to. When you got all dolled up just for him. When you went anywhere together and you just had to hold his hand - not that he was complaining. Your laughter. The way you treated him like a real person, not a tool or some broken man. The look you got in your eyes when you looked at him compared to everyone else. 

Everything about you was home. 

But when your lips touched his, he felt invincible. Like nothing in the world could touch him. No missions. No memories of Hydra. Nothing but you completely enveloping him in the love he never thought he deserved. 

He loved all of the different ways your lips would move in tandem with his - the urgent and needy, the quick pecks on your way out the door, the teasing ways you nip at his lips. His favorite though, was the slow and passionate. 

You would gently grip the hair at the base of his neck, tilting his head to the perfect angle for your tongue to tangle with his. The slow way you'd lightly drag your teeth across his top lip, pulling a moan from his throat. And when he'd nip your lip back, it would pull a smile out of you but you'd refuse to stop. The only way he could describe it was like a dance. A dance that only the two of you knew how to perform. 

God he loved every bit of it, it was like his own personal drug and he was addicted. 

Your lips were always so soft and warm and they always tasted a little bit like raspberries - thanks to your chapstick. No matter how long you sat and kissed him like that, he knew could never get enough. 

And don't even get him started on when he'd move his hands from your back to your thighs, pulling you on top of him and squeezing the muscle there. The little groan you always let out was music to his ears. 

You would only ever pull back when you absolutely couldn't breathe anymore and even then it was only for a moment. A split second where you slide you thumbs along the line of his jaw or across his swollen bottom lip. It was when he got to see that look in your eyes. The one that told him you were going to shower him in affection and love for the rest of the night without interruption. He would get to swim in everything that was you. 

He would think of little noises that he knew would flood the room once there was nothing between the two of you. When he got to drag his lips across every inch of your skin, worshiping you the way you deserved. When your legs would wrap around his hips to pull him closer because you just couldn't get enough of him. 

Then you'd go right back to it, giving his lips their dance partner once again. You'd go back to making him melt at your touch. Making him dizzy in the head with only thoughts of you. Bringing him to his knees for you. 

He'd let you kiss him like that for the rest of his life if he could. He would stay here, in your living room, on your couch, with you in his lap forever if the world let him. 

Come join me for a drabble weekend!

REBLOG IF YOURE A “SOMEBODY TOLD ME I WOULD CHANGE” STAN

because shut the actual fuck up. THE WAY HE LOOKS AT HIM. just the whole domesticity of this scene. first time at kagamis apartment, the entire team inside eating after their win, and just the two of them ALONE ON THE FUCKING BALCONY telling each other how much they care for one another

plus kagamis FUCKING BLUSHHHH