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[luvmeforeverandever]

Unpublished WWII Photos (England) (1945)

[luvmeforeverandever]

United States Air Force Base, Thule, Greenland (1950)

[puppyms]

😾🐾~

[vyragosa]

Just passing through. Wishing you bountiful alvaluca content this year.

-random ass luca enjoyer

[go-and-illuminate-life-everyday]

Daiji's henshin pose is a mirror image of Ikki's henshin.

[mini-monis]

🐨: im minimoni's moni

🐥: im minomoni's mini

🐨: soy moni de minimoni

🐥: soy mini de minimoni

[scngstcss]

 @goldscheme​ :  🌹 i'm spamming ur inbox until i die the end

The scent of flowers tickles her nose as she stares back at the brightly smiling leader of Leicester Alliance. He’s grown up, this Claude. He’s truly grown up, standing proudly as the new leader of this group. Charisma shines through his visage, she’s almost mesmerized if she hasn’t known people like that. She’s the same, yet her colors are passionate red and mature green while he’s shining bright golden. A color of kings, a color of luxury, a color of divinity. He wears it like a true king and she’s almost breathless yet she holds it back. 

The songstress feels the blood rush to her cheeks, an unfamiliar sense of embarrassment makes her press her lips together. She looks at flowers, then at him, and repeats it several times as he holds the bouquet out to her. With her hands slightly trembling from the surprise, she takes the bouquet into her hands. It’s soft, it’s sweet, it’s warm. She has felt like this before, long ago when her first love has been returned, that puppy love that didn’t come reality, but right now? It’s sweet. It’s something she hasn’t expected to happen today.

“Claude...” The tiredness she’s felt over the course of the last two days completely disappears the moment he says her name with that smile of his. He needs to stop being so sweet. He should not be so kind to her. It makes her feel too weak as the flowers in her own soul blossom at such gesture. Shes’ blushing, but she’s smiling. Dorothea can’t help but show the most sincere smile of all she’s ever shown him. In the time of war, this gift is her saving grace.  “Thank you. It’s... They’re beautiful. You should stop being so charming or Hilda will totally think we're dating. Or you have a crush on me.” She laughs, finally. She wouldn’t mind if he did, really. After all... No, she can’t say. 

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Even as his head falls onto the others shoulder tiredly he still mumbles “I’m not a baby.” But actions won’t lie, his arms move to wrap around his older selfs neck and his eyes start to stay closed for longer and longer each blink he takes. 

“I’m practically a man,” he whispers into the fabric of the others jacket.