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she/her - 26y

[antifragilez]

Hi guys!

I'm not a icon edit fan account but I'm a ChaCha and I'm tired of searching for Unchild icons and find none!

So I did some (with not the best quality).

Please like and rt if you use any of those and please, if you're an editor,please do Unchild icons 🥺

[antifragilez]

Hi guys!

I'm not a icon edit fan account but I'm a ChaCha and I'm tired of searching for Unchild icons and find none!

So I did some (with not the best quality).

Please like and rt if you use any of those and please,if you're an editor,please do Unchild icons 🥺

[captainbucky-yt]

The Morning After the Night Before. Bridgerton 4.06

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I just love them 🩵

[livelovecaliforniadreams]

How It Started vs. How It Ended

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and that's the best couple of the show 🩵

[fxckmarrykill]

"baby."

"yes, suki?"

katsuki turns around the laptop monitor towards your end of the couch, his eyebrows drawn together. on the screen, your almost-finished book is opened, scrolled down to a random section. you've been working on it for two years now, and it's in its final stages, so you figured your boyfriend should have a sneak-peek before its publication, just to see what he thinks. the easily-irritated pro hero glances at you, then at the screen, as if he's putting pieces together.

"you said the main character's like you." he states bluntly, repeating something you'd told him once.

"mhm." you nod. he looks so domestic right now, wearing a compression shirt and sweatpants, your legs splayed over his lap, his hair just slightly mussed from bed. his fingers flex over your ankle, promise ring gleaming. it's silver, one you picked out. you wonder when it'll be replaced by the real thing.

"the love interest." he adds. "he seems familiar."

you raise an eyebrow. "he does?"

"yeah." he says gruffly. "short temper. blonde. " he glances at the screen, reading off of it. "a scar stretching across his right cheekbone. he smells like caramel, like he's explosive but sweet and soft inside."

your cheeks heat. "and what of it?"

the tips of katsuki's ears are red. "the book also says that he's your- her- husband."

you grin. "...and?"

he groans, setting aside your laptop and crawling up until he's face to face with you. he squeezes your cheeks together with one hand so your lips are pouting. his crimson eyes meet yours, pupils dilated in a way that delights you. you love teasing him like this- drawing out this side of him that's flustered and awkward and sweet. he kisses you so hard you need to pull away to breathe, one hand on the nape of your neck, pulling you closer so you're seated on his lap, your legs on the sides of his hips. he positions it so his back is pressed against the sofa and your chest is pressed to his.

"dumbass." he mutters under his breath. "gonna be the death of me. you know everyone's gonna read this?"

"i do," you say, cheeks heating at the way his thumb traces your cheekbone, the seam of your mouth. you swallow before you go on, feeling the way you did when you told him you loved him the first time. "i wanted them to know how much you matter to me. that you're my love interest in every universe."

he's so flustered he can't meet your gaze. you know he's not one for saccharine-sweet words or overly-lovey-dovey gestures, but despite that, he kisses you again, this time sweeter and longer, tasting of mint and caramel and his morning coffee.

that evening, he doesn't leave your side.

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THIS IS SO FREAKING CUTE OMG

[princessxmin]

beautiful. | katsuki bakugou (timeskip!)

Fuck, you looked beautiful.

Paralyzing. Breathtakingly, fucking pretty.

Katsuki had told himself he wouldn’t cry—that he’d stand tall at the altar, grin like an idiot when you came down the aisle. But the second those doors creaked open, all his resolve went to hell.

Aw’s rippled through the room as people stood, a soft melody beginning to play, but he barely heard a note of it. The world blurred at the edges, colors and faces dissolving into nothing until there was only you. Framed in the doorway, you looked untouchable—holy. Light spilled across your figure, catching on the lace of your dress, the delicate sweep of your train, and with every step forward, it dragged him deeper under, until even breathing felt impossible.

The dress—the one you’d been so strict about hiding from him until this very moment—was more perfect than anything his imagination had dared conjure. White lace spilled into a soft, princess-like poof around your frame, the long train unfurling behind you like a ribbon of light. The off-the-shoulder neckline melted seamlessly into embroidered sleeves, each stitch glimmering in the glow, turning you into something unreal, something divine.

Katsuki’s jaw tightened, the muscle ticking as his vision blurred, hot tears stinging despite every ounce of his stubborn will. Your eyes—so stunning, sparkling like stars—locked onto his, brimming with the same glossy ache that burned in his own. And then you smiled at him. Just one small, radiant curve of your lips—and it was over. His heart gave out right there, hammering so loud in his chest it drowned out the world, leaving only you.

The aisle stretched long, but you made it feel endless and fleeting all at once. Every step you took, the soft swish of your gown following behind you, wound him tighter. The sound of your heels against the floor, steady and certain, marked the rhythm of his heartbeat. Guests rose to their feet, but he barely noticed—the only thing that mattered was the way your gaze never wavered, locked onto his as though the two of you were the only people in the room.

A tear slipped down the hero's face as you neared him, each step tugging at his chest until it was hard to breathe. The world seemed to shrink with every click of your heels, every sway of lace and silk trailing behind you until finally—finally—you were right there in front of him. Close enough that he could see the faint shimmer of your makeup, the soft rise and fall of your chest as you held yourself together, even as your lips curved in that small, steady smile meant only for him.

Mina appeared at your side, her grin watery but bright as she reached out to gently take your bouquet. The gesture left your hands free—free to lift, to reach for him. Katsuki let out a shaky breath the moment your fingers brushed his, the sound almost a sigh of relief, raw and unguarded. His palms burned, not from nerves, but from the sheer, aching need to touch you, to claim the reality that you were here, his.

The instant your hands were in his, he held them like they were the most sacred thing in the world—firm, steady, but reverent, thumbs brushing over your knuckles as if memorizing the moment by touch alone. His chest rose and fell sharply, lips parting as though he might speak, but no words came. Only the ragged thrum of his heartbeat, written across his trembling breath, as he looked at you like you were his entire universe standing there in white.

“Hi, handsome,” you cooed softly, the words a gentle balm, breaking through the tension with warmth that wrapped right around his heart.

You were going to kill him before he even said his vows.

Katsuki took you in, every detail like it was etched into his soul—the lace, the light in your eyes, your hair all styled and framing your face perfectly, the way you looked at him like he was something more than he ever thought he could be. His throat bobbed, lips twitching into the faintest, wobbly smirk as he murmured back, rough but full of love, “Hey, pretty.”

And after the words left his mouth— for a moment, the world really did fall silent—no crowd, no music, no weight of the ceremony. Just the two of you, standing there with hearts laid bare, his hands aching to hold you, his chest aching from how much love it held.

And Katsuki swore, right then, if he hadn’t already, he’d spend the rest of his life proving he deserved the way you were looking at him now.

♡ princessxmin please do not alter, copy or translate my work !

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OMG I'M SOBBING 😭😭

[adoringuchiha]

In Japan, it’s July 23! HAPPY BIRTHDAY SASUKE-KUN! Sasuke is my favorite male character from Naruto. From the beginning, I’ve always understood your motivations and your frustrations. He lost his clan, his family and then lost his brother. And I can not even imagine how much I have suffered from it. Sasuke has gone through too many things. He was overcome by hatred and thirst for revenge, all for not knowing the true story behind the massacre of his clan. Can you imagine how painful his life must have been? I know that nothing justify the bad things he did, the people he hurt and made cry, but deep down, I always knew he had a good heart in the end. And this has been confirmed. Sasuke has now found happiness, has formed a family and I’m sure he is very grateful for this. My baby deserves all the love and happiness is the world.

Tanjoubi omedetou Uchiha Sasuke ❤

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HAPPY BIRTHDAY SASUKE!!!!

You were and still is one of my favorite characters.

Love you bae 💙

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anual post about #them

[kateschi]

the katsuki bakugou effect

synopsis: where your husband, katsuki, has a way of calming your daughter like no one else can.

pairing: timeskip!bakugou katsuki x f!reader

katsuki’s ability to calm your daughter is nothing short of magical.

it doesn’t matter how fussy or inconsolable she gets; the moment he holds her, everything changes.

her tiny fists are no longer clenched in frustration, her loud cries slowly taper off, and her little body relaxes in his arms. his presence soothes her in a way no one else’s can.

you’ve lost count of how many times you’ve been at the end of your rope, trying everything you can think of to calm her.

you’ve rocked her gently, hummed her favorite lullaby, even tried a little soft talking, but nothing works.

when your baby’s tears start to escalate, and her little body trembles in distress, you find yourself on the edge of exhaustion.

but then katsuki walks in.

he steps over to you, and with a quick kiss to the top of your head, scoops her from your arms, then instantly, the tension in the room lifts.

his rough hands gently cradle her, and he murmurs something too quiet for you to catch.

you can’t help but watch in awe as she goes from wailing to calm in just a few seconds, her little face nuzzling against his chest. it’s like a switch flips, and you swear you can see her sigh in relief.

it’s always the same. as soon as katsuki’s around, she settles. she looks at him with a calmness that’s impossible to ignore, her tiny lips pouting slightly as she stares up at him.

her little hands grasp weakly at his shirt, her body relaxing into his hold as if everything is suddenly right with the world. and katsuki just holds her, always.

“you’re a softie,” you tease one day as you watch him rock her back and forth.

katsuki shoots you a glare, but it’s softened by the sight of your daughter curled peacefully in his arms. “shut up,” he mutters, but there’s no real heat behind it. and you can’t help but smile.

you cross the room, leaning in to plant a kiss on his cheek. he stiffens for a moment, but the warmth in his eyes tells you everything you need to know.

“I’m serious,” you say. “you’re the softest guy I know.”

he lets out a gruff chuckle, his scowl deepening, though it's clear he's enjoying your attention as he places a gentle kiss on your forehead.

a few weeks later, you’re all at a class 1-a reunion, gathered at the old dorms. the atmosphere is lively, with the familiar banter of your old classmates filling the air.

midoriya’s sitting on the couch, holding your daughter carefully in his arms, cooing softly at her as the rest of the group laughs and talks around them.

but suddenly, the peaceful mood shifts. your girl begins to fidget in midoriya’s arms, her little face scrunching up in that all-too-familiar way before the whimpers start.

a soft cry escapes her lips, and then it builds, escalating into the full-blown wail you know so well. midoriya looks startled, glancing around as if searching for some way to calm her.

“uh, uh, it’s okay,” midoriya says, trying to gently rock her in his arms. “it’s okay, sweetheart."

but your baby’s cries only seem to grow louder, her face turning red as her hands flail helplessly. you glance at katsuki, already knowing what’s coming next.

without a word, katsuki stands up from his seat, the others giving him a bit of space as he walks over.

his eyes lock on your daughter, and there’s something about his gaze that makes everything else fade into the background. he’s not rushing, not frantic.

he just calmly steps in, his arms outstretched.

midoriya silently hands the little girl over. as soon as katsuki has her, everything shifts. he holds her against his chest, and his rough hand gently pats her back.

his thumb brushes against her little arm, his voice soft. “it’s me,” he murmurs, his tone low and steady. “it’s okay.”

your little girl hiccups, her cries fading almost immediately, and then she stops. her lips jut out in a pout, still a little upset, but no longer in distress.

she stares up at him, her wide eyes searching his face as if recognizing him. and then, she settles into the crook of his arm, her tiny hands grasping weakly at the fabric of his shirt.

the room is silent for a moment, everyone watching in awe as your girl rests peacefully in katsuki’s arms. he doesn’t even seem to notice the attention.

his focus is entirely on her, his expression softening as she calms.

you smile to yourself, watching him from the sidelines. even after all this time, katsuki never ceases to surprise you with how much he’s grown, how much he’s learned.

you remember when he first found out he was going to be a father, and how nervous he’d been (though he would never admit that).

but now, here he is, effortlessly calming your daughter.

“man, you’re a real softie now, huh?” kirishima teases from across the room, a wide grin plastered on his face.

katsuki’s eyes narrow immediately, and he glares at his friend. “shut the hell up, red.”

but the teasing doesn’t stop there.

kaminari, who’s been silently watching the entire scene, leans forward with a smirk. “I can’t believe it…the ‘explosion hero’ is actually the baby whisperer now?”

katsuki frowns, and his glare remains trained on the two of them. but there’s a slight restraint in his movements—one that’s only noticeable to you.

he’s trying to stay calm, and it’s all because he doesn’t want to wake your little girl up. you can practically feel the tension in the air as his patience wears thin.

sero, naturally, chimes in with a smirk of his own. “I’ve gotta hand it to you, man. I never thought I’d see the day when you’d be ‘aww’ing over a baby like some mushy ball of fluff.”

katsuki’s mouth opens, ready to fire back, but then he glances down at your sleeping daughter, her little chest rising and falling peacefully, and he shuts it again.

for a split second, his fierce expression softens. he takes a deep breath, holding the baby a little tighter.

“you’re lucky she’s asleep, or I would've blasted your asses to oblivion,” he grumbles, but the threat is half-hearted.

kaminari lets out a nervous laugh. “jeez, man, alright, we get it.”

you can’t help but chuckle softly, leaning against the doorframe as you watch them. 

katsuki’s eyes narrow in warning, but despite his frown, there’s a warmth to his expression that doesn’t go unnoticed when he looks back at d/n.

it’s moments like these when the rest of the world seems to disappear, and it's just him, her, and the quiet calm they share.

sighing in resignation, he shifts slightly, walking over to you. you watch as he makes his way across the room, still cradling your daughter in his arms, her tiny hands gripping his shirt as she drifts into a deeper sleep.

you don’t say anything at first, but as he gets closer, you meet his gaze with a soft smile.

there’s no denying the softening effect he has when it’s just the two of you—well, the three of you, if you count the tiny bundle in his arms.

he leans into you as he steps to your side, his broad shoulders brushing against yours, and without a word, he tilts his head slightly toward you, seeking the quiet comfort of being beside you.

“I told them to shut up,” katsuki mutters, his voice lower now, quieter. his usual fiery energy is subdued, and he seems content to just be in your presence.

he exhales slowly, letting the weight of the situation fade away. you reach up and gently touch his arm, a soft laugh escaping you.

"she's lucky you’re her dad," you murmur, your eyes flickering down to where your daughter is curled against his chest. "you’re so patient with her."

katsuki scoffs lightly, rolling his eyes, but the smile tugging at his lips betrays his true feelings.

“I’m not some damn pushover,” he mutters, but there’s a softness in his tone that makes you want to kiss him.

and you do.

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i am having a rough mental health day so here’s some christmas bakugo fluff

“mina, if you sing that song one more time I swear to god I’m going to—“

“kats!” you hiss, tugging his sleeve.

he harrumphs. “what? it’s annoying me.”

kirishima laughs from the kitchen, pointing at katsuki, who is standing in front of the christmas tree with his arms crossed.

“everything annoys you.”

katsuki rolls his eyes, and you can’t help but let out a small giggle as you watch him. he’s wearing a santa hat (courtesy of ochako), and yet he still has his signature scowl on his face.

his eyes snap to you upon hearing your giggle, and the corners of his lips tip up in a small smile. he reaches a hesitant arm around you, plucking your now empty glass from your hand.

“do you want more?” he asks quietly, eyes soft as he gazes as you.

you nod, smiling softly at him.

he then goes into the kitchen, smacking kirishima on the side of his head as he passes him.

“i don’t know how you did it.” a voice says next to you. you turn, seeing mina leaning over the couch where you’re seated, chin resting on the backing of the couch.

“did what?”

she sighs happily, reaching out to twist one of your curls around her finger.

“katsuki’s never…well, you know how he is. i don’t think he’s ever considered that another person could love him, and then you found him. and i don’t think i can ever thank you enough for showing him that he deserves to be loved.”

“I—he means the world to me.” you say quietly.

mina grins, then lets go of your hair, standing as you turn your eyes to the blonde who was making his way back over to you. he hands you your drink before leaning down to whisper in your ear. “wanna go somewhere a little quieter?”

you nod, heart thudding as you stand and follow him to the dining room where towers of cookie boxes are stacked, a result of a baking contest gone awry a few nights ago (izuku won, of course).

katsuki stands there for a few seconds, eyes shifting around the room nervously.

“i uh. i got you a gift.” he says quietly, avoiding eye contact as he slips a small white box from his back pocket.

you take it from him, eyeing the badly wrapped box with amusement.

“y—you got this for me?” you breathe.

he nods, a hand coming up to scratch his neck, heat flooding to his cheeks as he brings his eyes up to yours. you carefully unwrap the gift, taking the top of the box off and gasping at what lays beneath.

“katsuki, this is beautiful.” you say in awe, gently pushing back the wrapping and taking the rose gold necklace out. there was a small heart on the thin chain, and you gingerly touch it, eyes filling with tears.

“i know i’m not, like, the best at all of this stuff. but i promise i’m trying! i just—well, you deserve so much, and—“

“oh kats,” you whisper, stepping closer to him and cupping his jaw with one hand, necklace dangling in the other. “i love you so much, my sweet boy.”

a big beautiful grin splits his face, his eyes shining as he dips his forehead to rest on your own. “i love you too, my beautiful girl.”

[20o1-deactivated20240129-deacti]

🌷 here is a flower for anyone not feeling their best today

[icedhoneyy]

if they speedrun brazil arc i will riot

[mustardyellowsunshine]

[antifragilez]

just this scene 🥺😂

[okkottsus]

Kyo-kun. Don’t you know? I love you, Kyo-kun. I love you. This love is totally invincible. 

[n5fw]

[antifragilez]

Random things that I like in this episode.

[antifragilez]

They're sealed together in the Black Pearl.

It's a little "relived" in the middle of everything.

But... Bro I'm still sad. They missed their child grow and don't have any moments with her.

Seriously... They deserve happiness after everything they're passed.