#and snoopy. obviously

[bulletwoundussy]

since i know how 2 tapestry crochet now i plan on makin a lot of cursed mat stuff 🙂‍↕️🙂‍↕️

[geesegooseghost]

is this anything

[boyohazard]

Joe Cool is so obviously a butch to me. Snoopy in general is very butch to me

[starrynightsxo]

jurdan when there's a threat to Elfhame

[pvrrhadve]

the dogs on main street DO howl. they DO understand

[crunchymayo]

the new clothing item i bought that instantly became a new comfort item and that i've been wearing for almost 2 weeks straight is being washed for the first time right now but i'm being sooooo brave about it (lying)

[100line]

I think I’ve spoken on this before but Peanuts is such an earnest and truthful comic. it’s one of the best newspaper strips that ever ran. And it makes me so delighted that Snoopy is so popular these days even if it’s in a more shallow way because I just fucking love Peanuts and I love seeing it around!!!

[plushie-lovey]

Dizzy arrived early to! Although Lucky is definitely one of my favorites already especially since Dalmatians are one of my favorite dog breeds!

Look at those two! The sillies!!! They look so good next to each other. They're buddies :3

[cainsgibsongirl]

HUGE day for lover girls who are sluts for heart shaped things im afraid :/

[dallonwrites]

i did get a bit silly in town (bought a shirt at the vintage store bc it had snoopy on it)

[ninguitar]

୨୧　𝓚NIGHT IN SHINING ARMOR　˒˒　KMJ

─── ﹙📺﹚minjeong taking care of you while you're sick ^_^

pairing. kim minjeong x f!r genre. fluff wc. 700+ notes. winters so snoopy coded idk. req here !! ( MASTERLIST )

now playing ⋆ KISS ME by dpr live

"NO WAY! THERE'S NO WAY YOU THINK A COLD BREW WOULD BE ANY BETTER THAN AN ICED AMERICANO!"

your girlfriend, kim minjeong, tries to argue, her arms crossing against her chest, as she sits beside you, her hand cupping your jaw. a tender, playful smile adorns her face, as she fixates her gaze on you.

rasping out, you retaliate, "it is! an iced americano is just watered down—nothing special, minjeong!" you scoff, shaking your head, as the korean girl pulls the blanket further up to your neck.

"whatever, i'll let you have this one just 'cause you're sick and in pain," she sheepishly mutters, her hands meeting your temples, slowly massaging them. with her eyes filled with concern, she grabs a cup of hot water and tylenol, coaxing for you to swallow the pain relief pill.

"you feel a little better now?" minjeong whispers, her voice dulcet and slow, as she leans in towards you, wanting to kiss, before your hands immediately dart out to her chest, stopping her.

"minjeong, stop! you're gonna get sick too," you protest, making the korean girl giggle, as she meekly obliges.

"fine, fine!"

"but yeah, i do feel a little better, baby. 'm so lucky to have you, aren't i?" you tease the girl, a sigh drifting from your lips with gratitude, and a small, gentle smile tugging the corners of your lips,

a giggle escapes minjeong's lips, her heart pounding, as she nods, "i just wanna make sure you'll feel better, pretty." her eyes scan your features, softening at each and every crevice.

throughout the day, minjeong stayed by your side, never leaving it—only ever doing so when she ultimately had to. your energy obviously waned, making you doze off every few hours, but nonetheless, she stayed by your side promptly by the couch.

sitting up, you let winter's head rest on your lap, your hand entangling themselves in her hair. your cheeks were flushed by the fever, a frown adorning on your face.

"you didn't have to stay here the entire time, y'know," you murmur, your hand drawing patterns on the korean girl's head. the girl meekly shakes her head, her hand meeting your forehead to check your temperature.

"c'mon, my job as your girlfriend is to take care of you," a giggle escapes her breath, a cheeky grin painting her face, her chin held high. she brings a glass of water to your mouth, coaxing you to drink it.

"well, if that's your job, then you should get me that tub of ice cream from the fridge," a bright, desperate smile plays on your face, as you nudge her shoulder.

"you're sick—who do you think i am!" an incredulous look adorns her face, as a small pout forms on your face, making you whisper:

"just one, i promise!"

and at that point, winter couldn't help but let a smile crack through her facade. sighing, she relents, getting up and ending up going to the kitchen. as she comes back, you sit promptly on the couch, a ever-so grateful, bright smile on your face. you tap the space beside you, beckoning for the girl to sit.

"oh, you are just amazing," you prod at her cheeks, the tension previously pounding in your head now less prevalent. you lean against winter, easing into her touch, almost instinctively.

a chuckle escapes her breath, "yeah, yeah, whatever you say, baby," she sighs, tucking a hair strand behind your ear. her arms remain slack around your shoulder, drawing circles on it.

as you take small scoops from the tub of ice cream, you sigh contently, feeling heavenly while against winter's body. she lets her hands wander around your head, meekly playing with your hair. while you two remain slack on the couch, evening rolls in, and you inevitably doze off, your eyes crinkling. you bury your head against the korean girl's chest, murmuring incoherent, random rants under your breath.

her eyes shimmer with tenderness, as she coaxes under her breath, "go sleep, baby; you'll feel better, i promise." her smile widens, as her lips meet your forehead, pressing a chaste kiss against it.

a content sigh escapes your throat, as you nod, obliging. prodding at her cheeks, you murmur, "my knight in shining armor, aren't you?"

make you feel loved, 말로는 아까워

i'm gonna love your lips

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[sweetestcaptainhughes]

I’m okay with this… but… what happens to the tickets currently in my Apple wallet?? Like do they transfer to next season or??

jack surgery

“quinn hughes most likely won’t be healthy for the rest of the season”

“dougie is looking like he might be week-to-week”

just cancel the whole year. please and thanks.

forget the rest of the season, let’s all just start new in september/october

[pwblant]

The Great Snoopy Hunt — l.ant

♡ synopsis : you and anton, your boyfriend, had planned this carnival date weeks ago ever since you first found out about it. entering the place, something too cute to resist catches your date’s eye—it’s a snoopy stuffed toy! because both you and him are snoopy enthusiasts, anton’s sees this as the perfect opportunity to do something nice for you from the get-go, making him more determined than ever to win this prize for you.

♡ pairing : bf! anton lee x gn! reader

♡ genre : pure fluff (no warnings!)

♡ a/n : hi so i made this before i went to sleep the other day while hugging my snoopy plush and it really reminded me of anton (puppy & puppy) + i wanted to write something about two of my fave things, soooo tadaaa!!! also, happy seokie day!!! 🪨 enjoy!!!

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the moment you and anton step foot into the carnival, something catches your boyfriend’s eye. he freezes in his place. his eyes widen as he grabs your wrist and pulls you over to the claw machine booths near the ferris wheel.

there it is. sitting gloriously before you. the big, BIG snoopy plush just sitting at the top of a claw machine, staring at you with its beady eyes like a prize just begging to be caught.

“i need it,” he declares, face full of determination. he wasn’t sure how much money he’d end up spending on trying to get this toy, but that's besides the point. in this moment, it’s all he wants.

you blink at him, amused at how fixated he was on the stuffed toy. “you have like a hundred snoopy plushies as home.”

“not this one,” he starts, shaking his head like you don’t understand the significance of this mission. “this one’s different, it’s special. and i’m going to win it for you.”

and just like that, the great snoopy hunt begins.

the first few rounds? a complete disaster. anton’s hand-eye coordination was just a mess. he gets so intense to the point that he starts biting his lips and adjusting his stance as if it would magically make him better at the game.

the machine taunts him. the claw barely holds on to the snoopy’s ear before dropping it.

“this thing is rigged,” he mutters, pulling out another token from his pocket.

you try to hold your laugh back as you watch him burn through the tokens, with each try getting more and more desperate. eventually, the claw machine worker who was watching him struggle takes pity on him and subtly nudges the machine, causing the toy to move closer to the edge.

and in the next try, he finally grabs the snoopy! the claw wobbles, the prize sways, and it drops right into the prize chute.

“FINALLY! LET’S GOO!!” his says, eyes lighting up with pure excitement.

you giggle as he dramatically pulls Snoopy out and presents it to you as if it were an olympic gold medal. “here, for my one and only.”

you accept the plush with open arms and you hug it tightly. but then, mid-hug, you tilt your head. “wait, but.. don’t you want this for yourself?” you ask.

anton looks away for a second, rubbing the back of his neck. “well yes,” he starts. “but you like Snoopy too. and you’re the only person i’d share my collection with.”

his words made your heart flutter, your face forming a warm smile.

“that’s a big deal, huh?” you tease, poking his chest.

he nods, deadly serious. “biggest deal ever.” he says, taking your hand in his to kiss it.

then, before you could process how cute he is, he tugs you into a hug and rests his chin on your shoulder. “you have two Snoopys now,” he mumbles. “this one and me, but obviously i’m still better.” he jokes.

your brain short-circuits. what could you have ever done to deserve a man like him, you think to yourself.

anton pulls back just the right amount to give you a cheeky smile, and gosh, you could stare at that loving face for hours—no. maybe even days. or years. “and, you could hug both of us whenever you want.” he says, leaning in to give you a peck on your cheek.

and just like that, the Great Snoopy Hunt comes to an end. the rest of your date is filled with laughter and stolen glances, with the giant Snoopy plush photobombing every picture—a constant reminder of the sweet gesture your boyfriend had done for you. ever since then, a picture of your little ‘family of three’ (that being you, anton, and the snoopy) remains proudly displayed on your phone’s lock screen, a symbol of a memory too precious to replace.

[hopepunk-humanity]

That one post you made about mastering your hobbies reminded me of this…

A couple years ago I decided (very foolishly and in November) that I was going to crochet a Snoopy plushie for my uncle for Christmas. I informed one of my coworkers of my decision and she literally lit up like a Christmas tree. Not because she knew how to crochet or anything but because she loved the idea so much. She even made the mistake of telling me that she had spent weeks trying to find a Snoopy plushie for her newly born grandson. As a bonus this particular coworker of mine was retiring in December. So obviously I had to make two Snoopy plushies. And I did, somehow, in less than a full month. The plushies I made weren’t even close to my best work. Having more experience under my belt means I can look back and see all the things I did wrong. I’m still not good at making plushies with crochet, to be honest. But it doesn’t matter. Because she LOVED it. In fact, she loved it so much that the day I gave it to her she was in tears. And when she was done with the tears she went around with it showing it off to literally the entire building, including my boss. Whenever I’m feeling down I remember that. I don’t think I could ever forget how happy I made her.

I think it's so easy to underestimate the positive impact we have on others. I do it all the time. It's good to very consciously hold onto memories like this to remind yourself otherwise. And it's so often simple, "amateur" things like your very first crochet project that does it.

(just from your description, your coworker's joy is so infectious it cheered me up too)

[peachesvault]

Trembles touch the soul

I canon that Izukus hand never returned to normal. || Part 2

Now there weren’t many things that annoyed Izuku.

But his hand made him want to rip his hair out.

It was just so! Like why did it never want to cooperate?

Izuku was always a very hands on person, he wrote down all his thoughts. Hell he even got a discount for notebooks from the stationary store down the road from how many he bought from there!

So when he lost coordination after beating Shigaraki, Izuku couldn’t help but feel trapped in his own body.

Sure he could just talk out loud, but then he would lose it, he wouldn’t remember it. He just.. needed a way to get his hand back to normal.

So it started.

He sat down every night after teaching his students, painfully picking up a pen and tracing the lines on those stupid books for kindy kids to learn to write. It was downright embarrassing, he kept it locked away in the back of his wardrobe down below his pile of winter clothes. He would be damned if you ever came across it when stealing one of his hoodies, since it was summer you would never find it.

But even after that he didn’t improve. He would tear up in frustration more than he admitted and lets just say there were more picture frames hanging on the wall than before from him punching the walls.

Izuku was never much of an angry person, he preferred to do things peacefully if he could.

One of those days he just stared at the dotted lines of the letter E staring back at him as he crushed it up in his fist. This was doing more bad than good. He shakily started doodling on the side of the crushed up page.

He filled up several pages, hiding them all from you for they looked like a toddler drew them, but it was less self-deprecating than writing in those stupid books.

Eventually they got better, his doodles looked more.. doodley rather than scribbles. Obviously it wasn’t anything amazing, he wasn’t drawing a dragon or anything, but it was something, and it gave him a sliver of hope.

So that's how it started.

You don’t know when or why it started but eventually it became routine that you would go to your agency and in your lunchbox that your oh so loving boyfriend prepared you would find a little drawing. It was normally miffy, and you couldn’t deny it was the highlight of your day; to see what kind of miffy’s in your bag today, or the occasional snoopy. But let's be real, you were always a miffy kinda person.

It was your adventure buddy of the day, and you hung every. single. one. up above your desk at your home office. A miffy wallpaper.

And you fell in love with Izuku all over again.

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A/N: Yes there will be a part two. Yes i wrote these when crashing out. Yes you should be concerned. Decided to finally write for someone who isnt kats lol || Series Masterlist

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[thedelicatearcher]

tomorrow i'll rewatch tbosas and i will do one of this tbosas edition

in my mind i've assigned an animated character to every thg character

katniss: garfield. i'm really passionate about this, katniss would LOVE garfield

peeta: snoopy!!! also he looks like woodstock so it's no surprise he would love them

finnick: minions. he would loooove those stupid little yellow creatures, they'd bring him so much serotonine. on another hand, he would fear teletubbies with his life

johanna: she'd be a winnie pooh girlie!! she may look tough but modern!johanna would devour the winnie pooh specials whenever she feels sad or sick

haymitch: batman, but not any batman. specifically lego batman

effie: princess rapunzel. modern!effie would dress as rapunzel on halloween and would try to convince katniss or peeta to dress as pascal. peeta would do it

annie: pompompurin. she would definitely be a sanrio girlie, you can't change my mind

mags: tweety. obviously!! she is a sweet loving old lady, not loving tweety would be a GERIATRIC CRIME