“i love you. i love you. i love you.” izuku whispers.
it’s dark, the only source of light being the television in the background, the movie you were watching muted and long forgotten, and a candle flickering on the table, emitting a sweet grapevine scent that infiltrates the air and your noses.
you’re settled on his lap, legs wrapped around him and your chest right against his, so close that you could feel the beats of his heart like it’s your own. his arms are wrapped around your body, strong, squeezing like he would never let you leave even if you wanted to. adjusted to the darkness, you can see his soft, green eyes looking into yours, and you can feel yourself melt, physically into his arms, body and soul given all to him.
“i love you too, izu.” you smile, and you can feel his cheeks turn even hotter under your palms as you run your thumbs over his skin, poking the indents that form when he matches your smile.
he exhales a breath, “wow.”
“what?”
shaking his head, he removes his face from your hands and burrows into your neck. “i’m so happy.”
“aw, baby.” your hands move to his curls, they’re soft when you run your fingers through them. “why?”
“i’m here. with you. you make me so happy sometimes i just don’t know what to do with myself.” he admits, pressing his lips against your neck in a kiss. “i love you so much.”
he’s too good for you. his words make you swoon, and you can’t help but think how lucky you are to have him like this.
“you’re too sweet, izuku.” you nuzzle his hair. “i love you. more than you know.”
the candle continues to burn, and so does your love for each other.
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I love how some of the Deadfire companions don't like each other. I love how things can get so tense between Xoti and Pallegina or Maia and Tekēhu that they boil over into a big fight with harsh words and hurt feelings. I love how Aloth doesn't get into a fight with Tekēhu but absolutely will bitch about him in an aside to the Watcher. I love how the endgame has some companions drawing lines in the sand and, depending on your choices, basically tears your party apart. I'm so invested in the Watcher's inner-party conflict, and the fact these arguments are triggered automatically after banter makes it feel like you're watching their nerves fray in real time. It's sooooo spicy, i love it so much
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hello everyone i just wanted to let y'all know the reason my writing content has slowed so much is because i've taken the step i've avoided for way too long, which is retaking all of my math courses. yes, all of them. yes, down to the bare basics.
i've been too scared to admit this because, quite frankly, i'm embarrassed. appalled at myself, really
i was homeschooled and unfortunately my education was halted at a young age (thanks mom (passed all of my english courses by age 12 so that's fine 🫶)) and i was too scared to pick up again because it made me feel stupid or too far gone to know any of it.
however since new years i've been forcing myself to do it anyway and it's been taking up all of my focus because if it doesn't, it won't happen.
so here's to yellow (hopefully) scoring their GED by next year!!!
i will continue to write here and post of course but mainly as of right now, i need to prioritize my education. love you <3
p.s. i am still editing and writing in my wip (of course) so i'll share some more of that soon !
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Today, I was brave and asked for two things at work: (1) a new keyboard for my PC (don't ask); (2) an extension for this long-term history project (permission granted). Social anxieties 0 / Myra 2.
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so my friend and i are currently chatting about how i just discovered me referring to weed as "pot" makes me sound like a suburban mom even tho i didn't realize it was an "old-timey" term (??? it sounds just as normal as "weed" to me???)
and i just realized the reason i say pot is specifically because 1. watching kids in the hall (and other things from that era) and 2. talking about pot with the kids in the hall (the ones i know irl still use that word)
so for everyone's information i do NOT sound like a suburban mom for saying "pot" i sound like an old canadian gay man!!!!
but anyway that conversation moved on to talking about weed and the kids in the hall and now i must bring a poll to tumblr
(even if you have smoked before this is about placing yourself in the hypothetical situation i'd be in bc i've never been stoned before and my friend and i were joking about how my first time getting high would be with one of the kids in the hall lmao)
also in your opinion is saying "pot" weird???? literally so confusing to me like damn i guess all my interactions with weed are through the lens of 1. media from the 90s or 2. people who were young adults in the 90s
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