Help A Latino Sibling Recovering From A S/attempt With Rent And Their Credit

I would do that too 🥹💕

Huh, I'm one of two nice, sophisticated flowers. Interesting :)

A Guide To Birth Flowers

Based on the month of birth

JANUARY: CARNATION / SNOWDROP

FEBRUARY: VIOLET / IRIS / PRIMROSE

MARCH: DAFFODIL JUNE ROSE / HONEYSUCKLE

APRIL: DAISY / SWEET PEA

MAY: LILY OF THE VALLEY

JUNE: ROSE / HONEYSUCKLE

JULY: WATER LILY / LARKSPUR

AUGUST: POPPY / GLADIOLUS

SEPTEMBER: ASTER

OCTOBER: MARIGOLD

NOVEMBER: CHRYSANTHEMUM

DECEMBER: HOLLY / NARCISSUS

This reminds me of my partner and I love it aaaa 💕💕

relationship hcs

izuku midoriya x gn!reader

warnings: it's the first time i'm writing for a mha character, so i'm still trying to find a style that i feel comfortable with! hope you enjoy it :) aside from that, it's just fluffy and probably there are a few grammar mistakes, but nothing that could ruin the story :)

masterlist !!

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♡ - izuku who was so nervous to ask you out so the dekusquad had to help him with it;

♡ - izuku who writes you poetry but never shows you because he's too shy to;

♡ - izuku who makes playlists for you;

♡ - izuku who is a bit awkward at the beginning of your relationship because the only kind of affection he received before was from his mom, so he doesn't know how to make it all work;

♡ - izuku who quickly warms up to you and physical touch and can't keep his hands to himself anymore (not sexually, he just loves hugging you or holding your hand);

♡ - izuku who smiles so much when you're next to him to the point where his cheeks start to hurt;

♡ - izuku who sometimes gets insecure and thinks you deserve someone so much better than him;

♡ - izuku who tears up when you kiss his lips so tenderly and so gently, telling him he was the best thing that ever happened to you and you couldn't ask for anything better;

♡ - izuku who hugs you so tightly, his arms holding your waist while his fluffy hair tickled your neck;

♡ - izuku whose hugs feel like home;

♡ - izuku who never lets anyone even touch his all might merch, but would gladly give you everything if you ask;

♡ - izuku who always carries an extra hoodie for you because he remembered when you once mentioned how soft they were and how they smelt just like him and how much you loved them;

♡ - izuku who is so proud of being able to call you his partner;

♡ - izuku who adores you so much and literally worships you as if you were divine;

♡ - izuku who has a whole notebook dedicated to you and your quirk because you're so strong and so amazing;

♡ - izuku who was so nervous before your first kiss that he couldn't stop talking so you just gently kissed him to shut him up. his face was so hot you started panicking because you thought you almost broke the poor boy;

♡ - izuku who always talks about you to his mom and was so red when she suggested you could have dinner with them so she could finally meet you;

♡ - izuku who nervously told you his mom may or may not wanted to meet you and she invited you over for dinner with them;

♡ - izuku who is so happy when he sees his favorite and most important people in the whole world (aside from all might, of course) getting along and interacting with each other;

♡ - izuku who never fails to make you smile;

♡ - izuku who tells you he loves you every day;

♡ - izuku who feels confident when you're with him;

♡ - izuku who remembers every single detail of you and everything you like and dislike, and knows you even better than yourself;

♡ - izuku who introduced you to all might and was so happy to see that he approved you;

♡ - izuku who loves having picnic dates with you;

♡ - izuku who would risk his life without even thinking twice just to protect you and make sure you're safe;

♡ - izuku who always walked you home after school before you started living in the dorms;

♡ - izuku who buys you cute stuff that reminded him of you;

♡ - izuku who loves seeing you in his clothes even if they're too big or too small to fit you, it doesn't matter, he'll buy clothes your size so you could wear them comfortably!!;

♡ - izuku who starts liking his freckles because you love them so much and calls them his "tiny constellations";

♡ - izuku who melts in your touch;

♡ - izuku who still gets so shy and blushes really hard when you call him "pretty boy", even if you've been dating for years;

♡ - izuku who calls you "prince/ss", "baby" and "honey",

♡ - izuku who imagines what it'd be like to spend the rest of his life with you;

♡ - izuku who thinks you're the prettiest and the most perfect person he has ever laid his eyes on;

♡ - izuku midoriya who is just simply the best boyfriend ever <3

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They were obviously made for us /joke

But seriously i love love love anime with dark themes 💞

Yes I'm okay ☺️

why do animes that have murder and dark themes always have something a little gay in them

Let’s take some tumblr population sample statistics

I just want to know the age breakdown of this website so reblog please

I can't write more than 200 words without needing to close wattpad entirely and leaving it to simmer for 4 hours 😭

Pls reblog if u vote :)

Awh "stinky" is such a cute nickname arxhchjgklgaa 😍💕

... give me the soft bakugo 👀

If this flops or gets me ostracized from the fandom you’re uninvited to my birthday party-

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Bakugo could never stay awake during movies.

It was a problem for him, genuinely. The amount of times he’s fallen asleep, and grumbles in annoyance when you tell him the movie’s over is truly staggering. It’s not that he wants to miss the action, he’s just so exhausted from being… well. Bakugo, that when the end of the day comes, and you’ve got a hand buried in his hair and a blanket tossed over you both, he never stands a chance.

And it’s a ritual at this point, merely part of your daily routine. He comes home. He showers. He curls up against you, and before the movie’s rising action can start, he’s out cold.

And nine times out of ten, you’re more than willing to stay, scratching his scalp and watching Bakugo’s handsome face twitch and lax with each detail of dreams…

But today? The one out of ten? You’re fucking hungry.

You so wish you’d eaten before you decided to be his snuggle buddy for the next few hours, knowing he’d already had a bad enough day and you leaving to have a snack would only disturb him further, but if it wasn’t you slowly leaving the warmth of bed, it would be your growling stomach.

Okay. Slowly now. You pinch the arm that’s tossed over your waist and slowly lift it up, slipping from under the appendage and out to freedom.

Once out of his warm embrace, you quickly scurry to the kitchen for a sandwich- heavy enough to get through the night, but light enough where you can quickly eat it- and a quick look through of your phone so you can update your friends and family to be officially his for the night.

And it seems to all go well! He’s still knocked out, as you assumed he would be after such a long day, and you’re just about ready to bite when-

“…the hell in the fuck are you doing?”

The voice makes your eyes wander from the brightness of your phone screen, to the culprit himself, standing in the hallway with sweats low on his hips and a blanket wrapped around just the top half of his torso. He knuckles his tired eyes, his lips in a sleepy scowl, and god he looks so snuggly you want to bring him straight back to his warm bed and let him sleep off the day.

But your rumbling stomach would never allow that.

Stopping your staring, your teeth hover over the sandwich before coming down to a biteless close, and you look at him with a clear of your throat, “I’m… eating?”

“You left the bed.”

“Yeah, because you don’t like crumbs-“

“You left me in the bed.”

You blink at him in complete confusion, trying your hardest not to laugh in his face as he growls deep in his throat, “you left me alone in the bed, to make yourself a sandwich!”

“Well I sure as hell wasn’t going to wake you up,” you snort, watching as he struggles back a yawn to continue his ‘threatening’ look. “You were tired babe, I didn’t want to disturb you.”

“Well… well I didn’t like not knowing where you were,” he grumbles. “And when I pat the damned bed and it was empty, that was an even worse way to wake up.”

All an elaborate way of saying ‘I didn’t like that you left me and our cuddle time.’ You could’ve sworn he’d only be mad if you’d woken him up in the process of leaving, but that’s very clearly not the case. When a loving grin spreads over your face, you know he knows he’s been figured out, and he crosses his blanket-covered arms and avoids your gaze. “Awww, Katsuki-“

“Don’t even.”

“Did you want me to-“

“Fuck off.”

“Stay and snuggle?” His words of empty threats do nothing to deter you from finishing your sweet coo, which he scoffs at while you slowly pull out the chair next to you for him to sit in. “Baby, you know I’d never leave if I knew it would make you upset!”

“It didn’t make me up-fucking-set,” he growls, but he does let his long legs carry him to the chair next to you, plopping down sleepily while maroon eyes struggle to stay awake. “It’s the principle of the matter- you leave, you fuckin’ tell me where you’re going. End of discussion.”

You snort and shake your head at his words, finally taking a bite of your sandwich and thus, ending the conversation. Despite his efforts, he doesn’t look half as mad as he thinks he does, lips pouty and cheeks a titch flushed from your affectionate words and the last remnants of sleep being pulled from his soul.

“For what it’s worth,” you hum, slowly tugging his chair closer to yours, which he instantly rests his head on your shoulder when he’s close enough. “I always want to cuddle with you, too, stinky.”

“Quit it with your stupid pet names,” he grumbles. “I am a man, and I find it disgusting the way you are able to make my heart race.”

“Of course you do,” you agree with him to relax his protests, turning your head to kiss the fluffs of hair that adorn the crown of his head. “Let me finish eating, then we can go nap for real.”

He grunts, a pouting language for ‘fine,’ before he lets you eat in slight peace, just without the use of your right arm which is now being held hostage by his own two limbs.

“C’ I have a bite?” He mumbles, opening his mouth expectantly, as if already knowing you’d say yes. You chuckle and bring the sandwich to his lips, which he bites softly and chews slowly. “‘fank you.”

“You’re welcome, my love.”

“Gross.”