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MWAHAHAHAHA I finished this thing!
I wanted to draw The Awakening scene from my avatar AU so here it is!
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MWAHAHAHAHA I finished this thing!
I wanted to draw The Awakening scene from my avatar AU so here it is!
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don’t make out in closets, Shiro WILL know if you do 👀
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i’ll give you all my firsts (even the bad ones)
There’s something about first times that are always memorable. It might not be a good memory, but the firsts always set a milestone of something, whether you want it or not. Some firsts are more talked about than others. Throughout life, some will make their appearance. First steps, first words, first days, first broken bone, first love, first heartbreak, first job, first paycheck, and the list goes on.
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me rereading my own fic knowing I haven’t written anything more:
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I love love love love love love love love love this
they're the type of friends who dont have any photos with each other
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I love love love love love love love love love this
they're the type of friends who dont have any photos with each other
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I fewl so single by the shit i write
nap time - a little domestic fluff bkdk for okaeri week
The sun is close to setting, the sound of the cat's water fountain fills the living room, and the chill autumn breeze comes in from the balcony door.
Katsuki stretches his neck from sitting in the position for hours, finishing the reports of his and Izuku's last missions. He still has a few more hours of work ahead, and he considers making a cup of coffee, but as he gets up, his body unconsciously turns to the right, towards the couch, instead of left, the kitchen.
He decides to go along with it. After all, there, sleeping soundly after a long shift with Catsuki laying on his stomach, is Izuku. His partner, his lover, his friend, his everything.
He takes out his phone and sets an alarm for 40 minutes, setting it on the center table. He kicks off his sleepers and raises the tip of the blanket.
Izuku feels him coming in and half-opened one of his eyes. "Hey," he slurred.
"Mind if I join you for a bit?"
Izuku smiles. "Only if you give me kisses."
Katsuki rolls his eyes but complies. As he adjusts himself under the covers and into Izuku's side, he kisses, softly and longing, his nose, his eyelids, his freckles, and then his lips.
He then backs away, resting his head over Izuku's, who whines. "More."
The blond chuckles. "More?"
"Hmm"
And again, Katsuki complies. This time, they are quick soft pecks, covering all over his face, forehead, ears, and neck, each of them taking a light giggle out of his sleepy boyfriend. But when he stops and rests back on the cushion, once again Izuku whines.
"Enough Izuku!" Katsuki chastises. Izuku huffs but accepts his fate of no more kissing for now.
He moves, allowing Kacchan to get closer and cuddle up to him. (Catsuki, of course, found that outrageous and jumped out, searching for a new place to nap).
Katsuki holds him so that they are laying in their favorite position, facing each other, but with enough of a height difference so that Izuku can lay on his arm, and rest his forehead on his chest.
That position makes it perfect for Katsuki to, despite saying 'enough kisses', kiss the top of his head, and for Izuku to kiss his sternum in return until they doze off.
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I never thought I'd love Izzy this much
You don't know the first thing about piracy, do ya?
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Just. You know.
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