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alltoounwellll · 2 months

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sirius with soft sleepy eyes blinking up at him, reaching his hand up to push fingers through his hair.

remus can’t contain himself, how had he ever gotten so lucky?

“good morning,” sirius’ voice is thick with sleep.

and all that comes out of remus’ mouth in response is “I love you.”

#i just want to hug them #they deserve everything #and eachother #wolfstar #sirius black #remus lupin #sirius black x remus lupin #sirius x remus #alltoounwellll writes (sometimes)

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kimothepossom · 6 months

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The thing I hate the most about being me and loving BG3 is that they made me care for the characters so much that it physically hurts when I think of their stories.

I cried when Astarion's story concluded I cried when I saw Gale's solitary ending

My heart can't take it anymore, but I can't stop playing because I love this game.

How someone recover from a heartbreak when the thing that makes them hurt is the same thing that keeps them alive?

How can I find solace, for myself, if the only thing that would sooth my soul is out of my reach?

Why the pain is so palpable and endless for something so ethereal and elusive ?

I just really wanna smooch Gale and Astarion and tell them they're enough.

Damn you writers and performers for giving me pixelated boyfriends I care too much for!

#bg3 #baldur's gate 3 #gale dekarios #gale of waterdeep #astarion #astarion ancunin #i just want to hug them

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glitch-tricks · 1 year

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Could you please do headcanons about team star opening up to a friend about their bullying?

Ooo, of course! I just want to hug them all tbh

Comforting Team Star

Giacomo -

It probably wouldn’t have taken him too long to mention it

Simply because I can imagine him joking about it

“I hate math as much as everyone hates me!”

Fucking wheezes like it’s the funniest shit that’s ever been said

However, you’d have to convince him to actually let out his feelings

Mela

She probably kept it to herself for so long

It grew clearer everyday that she needed to talk to someone

Eventually, you’d offer to listen to her

She’d unwind at that moment and just cry while hugging you

Would later try to bribe you into pretending it never happened

Atticus

It would be so difficult to tell something’s up with this guy

He would’ve kept it all to himself for so long

One day, he’d ask to talk

He’s calm the entire time and thanks you for listening

An added bonus, he’d trust you more and would talk to you more often

Ortega

You’re his therapist now, no going back

No, he’d literally try to pay you for listening to him

There’s no point in refusing it

He was worried that he was being a burden :[

Eri

Similar to Mela, she wouldn’t open up for a while

You’d have to ask her yourself if something’s up, because she wouldn’t talk about it

She’d talk about it then, simply because she’s sad that she worried you

Promises to tell you if anything happens again— she doesn’t want to worry you again

#fanfic #writing #pokemon #pokemon headcanons #team star #team star giacomo #team star mela #team star atticus #team star ortega #team star eri #pokemon scarlett #pokemon violet #pokemon scarlet and violet #i just want to hug them

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luzlapine · 7 months

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I haven't posted in a while but I wanted to share the recent sample labels I received for my candles. They came out so good, I'm beyond happy with them!

I haven't applied them yet, but praying they go on easily and I finally can say the label design is finalized 🙏

#candlemaking #candles #cute candles #cute labels #look at my adorable bunnies #I love them so much #cottagecore #bunnies #rabbits #cozycore #please enjoy my bunnies #they're so cute i love them #I just want to hug them

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rainy-day-puddles · 12 days

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I don’t draw men but here, the right guy name is Amos and on the left is Felix. They are my oc’s that I love. So far I’ve drawn/posted 2/7 main ocs

:DD

#oc artwork #oc #oc art #art #digital art #drawing #:3 #i love them #i just want to hug them

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purefrickingspite · 2 years

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In peaceful mode I think all the hostile mobs should still spawn except they kinda just vibe and they're your friends.

Sometimes I'll play and build on peaceful mode cuz I don't want to deal with mobs trying to kill me but it makes the world so quiet. Half the hostile mobs are dead but they bring so much life to the world.

Why can't I be friends with them

#minecraft #i just want to hug them #like drowned maje me sad i wanna give them a home #and i want to give zombies and skrletons helmets #and i want creepers to not have to explode they just sneak up asking for pets #they deserve so much love

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anidealistatbestburntoutatworst · 1 year

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plz disregard the fifty-eight conditions kunikida has for his ideal partner and humor me as i present to you this very fluffy interpretation of an audio i heard the other day

dazai: *laughing* “you better watch it or i might just fall in love with you.”

kunikida: *caught somewhat by surprise* “would you like to?”

dazai: *playing innocent* “hmm?”

kunikida: “would you like to fall in love with me dazai? you can if you want to… i would let you.”

dazai: *smiling softly now at kunikida’a response* “oh i don’t know… maybe- would you accept a maybe?”

kunikida: *jotting something in his notebook* “i suppose i could accept a maybe, but only because it’s you dazai.”

#kunikidazai #bsd kunikida #bsd dazai #he may be an idealist but he is also sentimental #they deserve more love #i just want to hug them #please this made my heart hurt and i don’t even know why #hugs to all of them because they desperately need it #fluff kunikida #bsd ships #bungo stray dogs #love

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lin-lizzie · 1 year

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Why is Travis so cute? Why did he have to die? :(

He’s so adorable, practically on the same level as Ben aheushdhahdhhwdh

#twdg travis #twdg ben #i just want to hug them #UGHTHGHTHFH #they’re my babies #i miss them

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thiziri · 2 years

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im sorry but they’ve have been in the public eye every single day since the Queen died. Let’s be real they probably have woken up at like 6 and not gone to bed till 11/12. They must be absolutely drained and exhausted.

Oh yes 🥺 I feel so bad for them. I just want them to rest, and mourn The Queen in private. It's really so hard for me to see them in that state tbh 😔

#ANNE IS SO STRONG 😭#THEY'RE SO STRONG #I JUST WANT TO HUG THEM #ESPECIALLY HER 😭#asks

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vibrant-leaf · 2 years

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Mornings Can Suck

🧡~KiriBaku Drabble~❤️

Content Warning: hints at manga spoilers, exhaustion, despair, frustration, a sprinkle of krbk to make it better

Summary: Kirishima struggles with his morning routine due to recent events.

Word Count: 1848

Additional Note: This piece was brought to you by one part projecting onto my favorite characters and one part noticing how Kirishima still gels his hair even though he looks tired as shit. I haven't read all of the manga yet but I have a vague idea of what happened along with some more accurate bits of details so if there are inconsistencies I'm very sorry, I just really wanted to write this as soon as I thought of it.

Kirishima wakes up to his phone blaring horribly loud chimes above his head. He groans as he feels for his phone on his headboard.

He hates this alarm. But he had to change it from his usual pump-up music because he was starting to sleep through that and then would wake up to Bakugou kicking his door and yelling at him to "hurry the hell up." Well... more like just raising his voice at him. Bakugou hasn't been his usual loud self recently.

But then at that point, it would be too late for Kirishima to do his hair. He has to do his hair.

He finally grabs his phone off of his headboard and cracks his eyes open to hit the snooze button– just in case he dozes off, which he probably will if this morning were to go like any other morning from the past couple weeks.

He's just so fucking tired.

Every morning from the past two weeks it feels like an invisible force is holding every single one of his limbs hostage, preventing them from moving. It's a mental battle to move and get out of bed every morning, and he's sick of it. He's sick of feeling like this.

He feels a lump in his throat start to form and tears begin to gather in the corner of his eyes. He moves his head so his face is squished into his pillow. He tries to will away the sudden urge to cry, tells himself there's no reason to cry. But then he remembers... yeah, there actually is.

So this morning, instead of falling back asleep, he uses his extra ten minutes to sob into his pillow.

His alarm rudely interrupts his cathartic crying episode and he shuts it off immediately before the sound threatens to fill him with rage. He looks down at his pillow. It's wet from all the tears, snot, and spit that leaked out of him. He simply sighs and makes a mental note to change the pillowcase later before he goes to bed.

He uses his arms to force himself to sit up. That's good. Once he's able to sit up, getting out of bed is the slightest bit more manageable. He rubs his face to get rid of the dried tears that his pillowcase didn't soak up as he lets out a big yawn. Then, finally, one leg after another, he swings his feet over the edge of his bed and slowly stands up.

He trudges over to his tiny bathroom.

Okay... step one, the hardest step, is done. He tries to mentally praise himself even if he feels like he doesn't deserve it. Sometimes it helps, sometimes it doesn't. Today it doesn't.

Step two: use the toilet. An easy one. One he doesn't ever struggle with. He washes his hands once he's done– ugh. He forgot to flush. So he flushes and then washes his hands a second time.

Step three: brush his teeth. The level of difficulty with this one isn't too bad. But damn, this morning just really sucks. He stands still in front of his sink for a moment, trying to will himself to just fucking do it already.

He's successful after a solid minute.

Step four:

"Deep breath Eijirou."

He does as he tells himself.

Step four: hair.

He really doesn't feel like doing his hair today. But he has to. He knows if he skips out on his hair he'll just feel worse throughout the day. He needs to accomplish this one goal.

"Be manly. Crimson Riot believes in you. Crimson Riot believes in Red Riot."

He takes another deep breath as he reaches for his hair gel. Then he gets to work, all the while ignoring the black roots that are beginning to become more noticeable every day.

He did it, but... it looks off. It looks dumb.

His eyebrows knit together as he criticizes the spikes. Some are too big, some are too small. There's an area where there's too many spikes and an area where there isn't enough.

He begins to frantically try and fix it. It's not working. It still looks dumb. The spikes are just not coming together and now it feels like there's too much gel in his hair and it looks gloopy in some places and some pieces of hair won't fucking cooperate and–

"FUCK!"

He throws his jar of hair gel to the side and it hits the wall to his right with a loud bang.

"Shit," he mumbles.

He quickly walks out of the bathroom to reach for his phone until he remembers there's a shit ton of hair gel on his hands and then he's growling and going back to wash his hands again. With clean hands he sends a quick text to his next door neighbor.

Me [6:48 am]

sorry...

Bakubro [6:49 am]

wtf was that

Me [6:49 am]

just hair gel

Bakubro [6:50 am]

Me [6:50 am]

bad hair day

Kirishima sighs, puts his phone down, and walks back to the bathroom to fix the mess that is his hair today.

He uses a washcloth to wipe some of the excess gel out of his hair and then tosses it to the side. The cloth will definitely be stiff and crunchy later but oh well. He manages to get his spikes to look decent and is able to put his two little horns in their proper place. It's a bit better, but he can't spend any more extra time on it or he'll make him and Bakugou late for breakfast and then he'll get yelled- er- grumbled at.

Kirishima completes the last step in his routine by changing his clothes. He picks out comfy sweatpants and his favorite Crimson Riot t-shirt that was starting to get a little small on him. It was probably time to retire the old, worn out tee as it was getting quite snug on his shoulders but he really needed the little pick-me-up today.

He sits down on his bed for one last moment to collect his thoughts and calm down a bit. He closes his eyes and spends the next few minutes taking deep breaths…

It’s weird…

He feels like he’s on hero duty everyday. He may not be wearing his costume or patrolling the city but he’s still putting on some sort of mask everyday.

This is what he signed up for though. To be a hero. And he’s accepted the responsibility to be a hero in any way he can.

Right now, being a hero means being a shoulder to cry on, doing little favors for others to take the load off their backs, being a candle during a very long, very dark night.

He may not be able to burn as bright as the sun these days but he’s doing his absolute best to be there for his friends. Unifying everyone… and he means everyone.

They’re going to get him back. He believes it. He has to believe it.

So screw his shitty morning. That’s behind him now. He’s going to have breakfast with his friends and be that candle they can source comfort from.

A couple loud thuds on his door shakes him out of his mental pep talk.

“Oi, hurry the hell up.”

He jolts out of his bed to go meet his best friend on the other side of his door. When he opens it, he has a strange sense of relief and sadness.

He’s so grateful Bakugou is alive. He thanks the universe every single day. But he looks so incredibly tired. Kirishima wishes he could take his pain away from him, he would bear it all for him if he could. Although, he knows Bakugou wouldn’t want that. He wouldn’t want to be pitied or babied. Kirishima doesn’t see it that way, but he understands Bakugou’s thought process. He still reaches out and offers help in ways he hopes Bakugou will accept.

“Good morning, Bakugou.” Kirishima greets his friend with a gentle smile.

“Morning.”

He notices Bakugou’s eyes shift up for a brief second to look at his hair and can’t help but start to feel a little self conscious. Was he not able to fix it well enough? Did it still look like a mess? Shit.. maybe he should’ve take a couple extra minutes on it-

“Your hair looks as shitty as usual.”

Oh. So it was perfectly fine then. He let out a short breath he wasn’t even aware he was holding at Bakugou’s words.

“Oh, thanks man. I fixed it as best as I could.”

“Mm. Let’s go. You’re probably starving.”

He kinda wasn’t today in all honesty, but he knew he had to eat.

They start walking down the hall towards the elevator.

“How’d you sleep last night?” Kirishima decides to take a chance on getting a truthful answer today.

“Fine.”

No dice.

He knows his best friend isn’t getting good sleep. He can see it on his face, underneath his eyes, and hears it in the middle of the night when he wakes up to Bakugou yelling— like last night.

“Mm.” Kirishima responds.

Then he hears Bakugou let out a frustrated sigh. “You better fucking swear to not tell anybody, got it?”

“I fucking swear.”

All he gets is a tired side glance from red eyes.

“I’m— ugh… Dammit… I’m having nightmares again. Last night was different and really fucking creepy.”

“How so? Or uh— you don’t have to tell me if you don’t want to.”

“I know that,” Bakugou grumbles and then waits another moment until they’re inside the elevator to speak again. “I… dreamed that my teeth were like- fucking, I don’t even know- receding back into my gums or whatever.”

“Ew, that is creepy.” Kirishima shivers from imagining the feeling of such a thing happening to him.

“Yeah… no clue what that was about.”

“We could always ask Tokoyami. He’s really into dream interpretations. Maybe there’s a meaning behind it.”

“No.”

“Why not? Or hey, I can do it and I’ll just, uh, say I was the one who had the dream.”

The elevator dinged and the doors opened to let the two exit.

“No. I can ask myself. So why were you throwing your hair gel earlier?” Bakugou probably just asked to change the subject, which was fine. Kirishima knows not to press any further.

“Like I said man, bad hair day. It just wasn’t cooperating and I got a little frustrated.”

“A little?”

“Alright. Very frustrated. My mornings have… well… they’ve been off I guess. It’s alright though, it’ll be fine. There are more important things to worry about than shitty mornings, right?”

Bakugou stops walking and gives him a straight look, right into his eyes, like he’s trying to figure something out from Kirishima’s words. Then he grunts and continues walking again.

Kirishima barely hears his next words.

“Take care of yourself, Kirishima. Or you’ll get burnt out and won’t be able to perform at your best.”

Kirishima feels the flame of his candle grow just a tad bit bigger.

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If you don’t know or didn’t look up the meaning of Bakugou’s dream, here it is: https://www.thecut.com/amp/article/dream-about-teeth-falling-out-losing.html

[[If you dreamed that your teeth started retreating back into your gums …

“That one is big-time connected to really wishing you could take back what you said. You wish you could just erase it. ‘Ugh, I can’t believe that I said that, what can I do to take this back?’ That one also can be fear of speaking up. I’m afraid to speak up about whatever this issue is. So instead of letting it out, I’m like pulling back completely.”]]

#kiribaku #kirishima eijirou #bakugou katsuki #drabble #anime #mha #mha fanfiction #bakushima #bnha fanfiction #oneshot #angst #exhaustion #mornings suck #kirishima is best boy #bakugou is a good friend #these poor kids #i just want to hug them #fanfiction

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rat-princess · 2 years

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What are like three essential items to pack for a hiking picnic? You ever get tick bites or lost while hiking. It sounds fun but those are some of my concerns. Oh and mountain lions here in the Bay Area

Hmmm, a big ol' blanket that doesn't easily get annihilated by grass is always a need. Foods/drinks prepped with love (I really like to make crab salad). And of course weed.

I've gotten "lost" once, bc the person I went with was insane, took me somewhere scary, and it was an ordeal. Usually though, I don't go through tall gnarly grass bc I'm afraid of spiders and don't wanna accidentally injure any snakes or lizards - so no ticks. :) Tbf, I haven't gotten out too much here yet bc I need to make friends, and that's hard in your late twenties in a new city. But in San Diego the couple spots I frequented I only worried about mountain lions

#Unfair that mountain lions and bears are so fucking cute #I just want to hug them #too many animals I can't hug #asks #<3

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