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make sure to treat yourself and kiss ciggies with a bro this pride month 😚

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"relax"

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"It's for your own good."

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dabi looks so sweet in this new illustration I think we unlocked a new facial expression and emotion I think he’s at peace <3

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Me: *snort*

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have u considered tomura's bedhead. consider it

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“did someone die?” rumi huffs from behind the wheel, “what the fuck is going on.”

you sat in the passenger seat, looking through google maps, scrolling until your finger cramped trying to find the end of the traffic.

“i told you not to go this way,” you let out, a smirk on your face knowing that, once again, you were right and she was wrong.

you watched as she bit the inside of her cheek and tightened her grip around the leather wheel, her hips adjusting in her seat frustratedly. rumi wasn’t one for patience. nor was she one for seemingly needless traffic.

you raised your hand, bringing it to the back of her neck to massage the muscle. you took your role as passenger princess very seriously. meaning comforting your girlfriend when needed.

rumi loosened beneath your touch, rolling her neck to release the tension. closing her eyes, she groaned with relief. who gave a fuck about the cars in front of her when you sat so pretty in the seat a foot away from her.

your hand traveled from her neck, slowly over her bicep, and landing gently on her hand that still rested on the steering wheel. she didn’t hesitate to interlock her stress ridden fingers with yours.

“we have plenty of time,” you reassured her. no smart ass comeback. not when you stared up at her with eyes that could convince her to kill a man in cold blood.

a shit eating smirk enveloped her face, guiding her hand down to rest on the inside of your thigh, your hand still intertwined with hers.

“you’re right,” she leaned over the center console, her lips already on yours, eyes locked in a stare. rumi slowly leaned away, the smirk still taunting you cruelly. “we do have plenty of time.”

“i was talking about the traffic,” a stupid grin adorned your face as you whispered the words.

“were you?”

“we can find out i guess.”

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my offering to the fandom

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a lil shinkami for the soul 🙂‍↕️

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hi ive been really sad but im gonna write a new friends to lovers denki smau series for the summer :3 expect angst hehe

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*Me sitting down to write smut.*

But first! We must thoroughly understand this man's fractured and devastated sense of self. Only then can we truly appreciate how connected he feels to her while finger-banging the soul from her body.

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happy dabihawks thursday

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[Horikoshi really made his burns so aesthetically placed]

POLL RESULTS: Dabi/Touya back study

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