#luv my mom...

[hiphopcherrrypop]

something sowmthing the kageyama brothers + their blue eyed weirdboys

[josephtrohman]

oh :( <3

[knifebaby3000]

eleven years / when the thorn bush turns white, that's when i'll come home

[deepcreekvulture]

watching Criminal Minds with my mom is really crazy, because every time Spencer Reid or Emily Prentiss are on the screen I start tweaking but I have to keep the beast caged as to not come off as a freak to my mother.

[5h0w1sh]

Homo

[green-tea217]

Hot take: the 7 aren’t swifties. Annabeth Piper and maybe Frank but that’s it

[hebidem]

i have no idea what possessed me to draw this

[marymekpop]

⟢ highlight of the hour: lovely runner [05/16] ⟣

live in the moment

[stuckinapril]

my gma told me that my mom used to wake up, eat breakfast, then study for 12 hours straight. every fuckin day. and my gpa would bring her food and tell her to take breaks bc of how immersed she was. she’s literally my role model forever

[littleguy-bigthoughts]

I can’t believe after finally getting into siege smp (I knew about it for a while I just never started watching it) my brain really looked at Zeke and went. Oh yeah, that’s the one you’re gonna hyperfixate on. And then he died🧍

[illuteridae]

watching the bear the way it was intended (with my ex caterer mom providing commentary on its accuracy)

[loser-otaku-girl]

i want butter chicken so bad its not even funnyyyyyy

[formulaonedirection]

Anyway speaking of food I killed it at the roti kirai/roti jala at family iftar last weekend I made it all by myself for the first time OKAY

[sakiyaki-sashimi]

I was today years old when I learned Nikolai and Kunikida don’t have long hairstyles.

They have RATTAILS

FUCK EVERYTHING IN THIS LIFE

[caker-baker]

Valentine

“Ha!” The villain waved a pink piece of paper in front of the hero. “I’ve got a Valentine!”

“Do you now?” The hero asked, tilting their head and crossing their arms. “From whom?”

“A fan of mine, apparently. They appreciate my tech savvy, genius inventions, and fashion choices.” The villain tapped the note aggressively. “Complete with hearts and everything. Came with chocolates, too.”

The hero couldn’t really help the lopsided grin creeping on their face.

“A fan.” They repeated. “Really?”

“Yes! And they actually speak of my talents! What did all your fans send you for Valentine’s Day, hm? Poems about how much they just love your muscles?” The villain gagged. “No, thank you. I’ll take genuine appreciation, please.”

The hero’s smile dropped. “It’s not just the muscle poems, I get a good bit of chocolate, too.”

“I bet.” The villain turned away, examining their Valentine letter. “It’s a shame they didn’t leave their name, I would’ve built them a gadget to show my appreciation. Maybe I can examine their handwriting and match it to the person. It’s not hard to get into official written documents. I could create a program that cross examines spacing and pattern of–”

The hero’s eyes widened. “Don’t!”

The villain whipped around, eyebrows raised.

“Um, maybe don’t do that.” The hero continued, voice lowered. “They’ll probably get put on some watch list, you know, since they’re writing letters of adoration to a villain.”

“That’s good thinking.” They paused, almost thoughtful as they folded the note into some invisible pocket. “So you do have a brain in there. I was beginning to worry that all those muscles were restricting blood flow to your head.”

The hero scoffed. “I don’t think that’s how it works—”

“Sh! It is now. Anyways,” The villain nudged forward a bag on the ground with their foot. “I wasn’t going to do anything with this. You can take it to the bank, or whatever.”

Cautiously, the hero picked up the stolen bag of money.

“You just robbed the bank because…?”

“I wanted to show you my letter.”

The hero chuckled. “That certainly was a method. I still have to take you to jail, you know.”

“Do you though?”

“Yes, Villain. Stealing is still a crime.”

The villain narrowed their eyes, turned, and ran.

And the hero let them, watching until they were out of sight.

They were glad they could convince the villain not to look for their secret Valentine. After all, the hero had many written and signed documents on file. If the villain decided to look, it wouldn’t be long before they could match up the words on the letter to the hero’s handwriting.

Slinging the bag over their shoulder, the hero sighed, wondering if they overdid it with the pink paper and the hearts.

No, the villain seemed to like it.

They’d keep that in mind for next year.

[vsimp]

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