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childe before and after seeing lumine

inspired by twitter user's xxccxy post🤭

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small update: i will be back the beginning of july. i dont want to rush back when i was already burned out and going through life. i want to ease back into writing, and well im in the midst of buying a pc. so im going to take my time with coming back and truthfully, i needed this break for me. so thank you for your continued patience, and im hoping when im back, we can start the summer off with all types of fun !

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the older itachi gets, the prettier he becomes.

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icy general.

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I'm taking a mental health break.

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✱˚｡⋆ ↪ 𝐀 𝐂𝐈𝐓𝐘 𝐎𝐅 𝐓𝐑𝐄𝐄𝐒 .    (  a collection of  action prompts.   feel free to reverse roles as desired. this prompt will be updated.  )

[ REDWOOD ] sender lashes out at receiver when it isn't their fault.

[ WILLOW ] sender embraces receiver in a moment of extreme distress.

[ PINE ] sender fervently resists receiver's attempts to comfort / care for them.

[ BIRCH ] sender finally ends a tense argument by reaching out to apologize.

[ POPLAR ] sender mentors receiver through learning a new skill.

[ PALM ] sender and receiver avoid / ignore the stresses of real life together.

[ ELM ] sender lends receiver aid in a time of urgent need.

[ MAGNOLIA ] sender, believed to be dead, arrives at receiver's door.

[ DOGWOOD ] sender gifts receiver a token of good luck / protection.

[ MULBERRY ] sender and receiver take a long walk through nature together.

[ HAZELNUT ] sender begrudgingly patches up receiver's wounds.

[ CAMPHOR ] sender suddenly pushes receiver out of danger's path.

[ CASHEW ] when they're finally alone, sender invites receiver to dance.

[ LAVENDER ] sender lays their head in receiver's lap and closes their eyes.

[ BEECH ] it comes to light that sender has betrayed receiver.

[ HIBISCUS ] sender invites receiver to go traveling with them.

[ HICKORY ] sender pushes receiver to admit that they need them.

[ MAPLE ] sender shakes receiver's shoulders, begging them to wake up.

[ CHERRY BLOSSOM ] sender revels in receiver's beauty, stunned.

[ JOSHUA ] sender offers receiver a safe place to hide / crash .

[ ASH ] sender and receiver become reacquainted after many years.

[ FIG ] sender, knowing receiver is hungry, pressures them to eat.

[ YEW ] sender beckons for receiver to join them in the water.

[ CYPRESS ] sender shamelessly flirts with receiver.

[ LINDEN ] sender cares for receiver, who took a hit to protect them.

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Arriving at the school wasn't too uncommon but it was different for that week. Having talks with students about how they could attend the Police alongside their fellow quirk folk, was a good drive for the stations but also, it was tiring. The kids were always very dead-set on becoming Hero's on the TV. Tossing themselves into dangers and fighting 'Nomu's long destroyed for the sake of justice but Nanato could only smile under his mask at the ideals. Aizawa's class back in the day really did set the president for the worlds continuation of todays Heros.

Thankfully though this time, Nanato didn't have to talk with his kouhai's in tow and instead was here to deliver something missing from Aizawa's bag. As he walked through the halls, the hushed gossip was easy to dismiss, his gaze cold and his appearance all the more unsettling to the unknowning student, but it was easily discussed upon his turning off the main halls. Climbing stairs with ease and sliding through death mist with a mild wince to the itch in his eyes it gave, he finally ended up at the Tutor's office.

A polite knock as he adjusted his visitors badge upon lanyard on throat, he opened the door once allowed inside to step in with silence but a knowing gaze towards the empty office desk. Another sensei didn't need to say anything, though a polite wave was offered upon his head dip to close the door and proceed on his way to where he had an inkling his love was settled in for a well deserved nap. A room, empty from the second til last, a room that was even back in his time here. Used for sleep.

This time, when he opened the door, he found his love settled and at rest. Amused, the twinkling in his eye - Nanato moved inside, closing the door behind him and stepping closer to settle himself upon a desk and chair to slide over the bento box besides them. In that time, he ran his gloved fingers through Aizawa's hair that sprawled out over wooden desk top under the sun.

     Shota would be honest, he missed his hellions sometimes, but he got to see them be who they had always been – now older and better. They were conscious of their efforts, of how they portrayed themselves. His kids weren’t just in it for the cameras, but for the people they needed to save, instilling hope and safety in a word that had grown to abhor heroes after the tragedies that had befell Japan.

Time had been kind to him, even after a decade. New kids to teach, more rambunctious and eager, but better equipped on what to expect from heroics, but also from other heroic departments. They listened to ethics, to what they could do to make the society they lived in better. But it was also exhausting, they asked more questions than Iida and Midoriya. 

The second he could, after class was done, he escaped into the teacher’s lounge for a nap. Godamnit, he forgot his lunch but the exhaustion settling in his old bones definitely needs a power nap. Folding his arms atop the table, he rested his head on them, letting that perpetual exhaustion take him under quickly. Dozing is more likely, his senses even after retiring from hero work on alert. But today must’ve been particularly tiring.

That doze has soft snores leaving him, some part of him aware of the quiet click of the door, then the fingers through thick, peppered hair. ❝ ━…Nana.. ❞ Some part of him wants to curl into his love’s lap, nuzzling into the hand stroking through his hair but the table blocks him. ❝ ━ Did you stop by because I forgot lunch?  ❞ His voice is quiet, raspy with sleep though he’s not entirely awake. ❝ ━ You love me so much. Bet you made an undesignated stop just to spend lunch with me.  ❞

His words a purr, shifting to lay his cheek on his forearm, single eye blinking open, a sleepy smirk curling up one corner of his mouth. ❝ ━ Mm, thank you. Since you’re here, will you stay the whole time ? Tell me about your day while you feed me. ❞ Yes, he’s bargaining right now. He’ll eat if his husband feeds him. If he was fed now, then a shower together later meant he could coax some kisses from the man later when they were both tired from the day.

spooky husband and his sleepy black cat. | @nvrcmplt

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penelope's shoe collection pt. ii.

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i like eggs until they taste like eggs