PIARLES BOTH HAPPY AT THE END OF THE RACE THANK YOU ZANDVOORT

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PIARLES BOTH HAPPY AT THE END OF THE RACE THANK YOU ZANDVOORT
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eeeeeee thank youuuu!! (ignoring this is from like. months ago. SORRY!)
here's a bit from the untitled aro matt murdock fic!
“I’m fine,” Matt says, just for the show of it, as Foggy brings him a plate with a plain-egg omelet and thin slices of cucumber. “We can eat at the table.” “Your table’s currently acting as the home for my torture implements, so, yeah, nah.” “I think they’re called surgical tools, Foggy,” says Matt, and accepts the plate because he knows it’s not worth arguing about. Few things are, when it comes to Foggy, but he does it anyway. Maybe a part of him likes to test how far he can push before there’s no coming back.
hello me again, trying another thing*TM* & i know i say this about all the girls but samantha logan is the prettiest girl in the world i’m weeping fgrehuidwj
Eraniriel Snowfall by Hazelgee
💬 "i've decided to live."
there's a second where he looks at @laesarus, really longer than a second - there is a lapse of time where shouta is silent, pensive. there was almost the faintest laugh he felt brewing, threatening like rolling thunder to pass his lips but he doesn't find the energy to muster it up. it's ironic, really. that irony alone was almost enough to turn such an important and impactful sentiment into a bittersweet, practically sour situation. and it would've all been on his shoulders.
he feels slightly dumbfounded. shouta's gaze flits downwards in tandem with a slightly irritated eyebrow twitch, and when he shifts his entire body to fully look at yagi he's met with blue eyes and wispy blue hair instead. and within that same heartbeat does shouta look to the side. such a burning, visceral image. such a burning, visceral, tangible determination that had no other end but tragedy and grief. it was torment.
and so hand rises to pinch his nose and slowly he drags his fingers back and forth across closed eyes. " funnily enough, those exact same words are something that i wished i would've heard from that damned radio all those years back. " drags his hand down his face in silent resignation,
" i'm happy you're making that declaration. and not just for midoriya's sake, either. " a further sentiment just barely gets added to that thought, a wisp away from leaving his stubborn throat. " i intend to hold you up on that promise, toshinori. "
and when he looked back at his friend at the end, he audibly exhales through his nostrils at seeing the comforting face of yagi once more.
BEAUTIFUL PERSON AWARD! Once you are given this award you’re supposed to paste it in the asks of 8 people who deserve it. If you break the chain nothing happens, but it’s sweet to know someone thinks you’re beautiful inside and out 💕💕💕
weeps! this is so sweet thank you 🥹🥹🥹💕💕💕
listen nintendo, is a company, but the mother’s day thing with a kangaroo that’s like celebrating motherly figures and celebrating people who love with a motherly heart like, bro,