Ochako doesn’t know whether they are saving each other from this mess, or dragging each other deeper into it.
All she knows is that it feels warm, and good, when she gently pulls Bakugou so close their bodies are aligned all the way, and kisses him.
"Damn it, this was perhaps one of the worst ideas, he ever got dragged into. And that meant a lot considering, that his main job seemed to be babysitting a bunch of loveable idiots, better known as his teammates." - Suga
"[...]doing the challenge would b
'You still remember the good old days?', you asked, leaning back into his warm embrace while watching the sunset together.
It was mid-summer, a beautiful day. You both had taken a free day today, since it was your special day.
“He has to be here somewhere!” Katsuki growled. The omega was visibly on edge. Ever since Izuku had left to fight against All for One and Shigaraki, the blonde was restless.
"Whatever are we going to do if you don't turn back?" George asked offhandedly, glancing at Coconut Fred who started wobbling slightly. Raising his eyebrows, George sat up and watched him roll off the table and land on the floor with a loud 'thwok'.
There she stands, closing the door behind her, slightly blushing.
With golden hair cascading down to her hips, nine floofy shiny foxtails, a pretty cute face, and about the biggest chest Kyoya has ever seen.
They are so big in fact that they almost burst out of her clothes.
A white envelope, the paper unusually thick and soft. On the first glance you already notice its importance and the writer wants to probably impress the receiver or already put out a statement with the choice of paper alone.
Geralt and Jaskier had just stabled their horses as a cat jumped up to a hey bale and purred at Jaskier. With a smile he lifted his hand and scratched her chin.
“Hello you, how beautiful you are,” Jaskier crooned. The cat closed her eyes and purred louder.
There were only three things Lance knew before he moved the controls and sped towards the Blue Lion.
The shield was broken; their only protection against the giant Galra warship was gone. His fingers held on with a vice grip and he urged Red on to go faster.
Regulus remembered the night his brother left his home. He remembered that he felt betrayed and left alone, but he didn't find the courage to speak up.
Sometimes it even haunted his dreams and he woke up with regret.
Arturia reminds herself to stay calm and not get all weird over a like. Good for him, see how good I live my life! God, she sounded stupid in her thoughts.
Arturia puts her phone back into her bag and gets out at her station.
The fact that there are few Dwarves participating in the Olympic games, although their sprinters are widely feared and admired, might be soon outdated.
~ "Oh the wind whistles down
The cold dark street tonight
And the people they were dancing to the music vibe
And the boys chase the girls with the curls in their hair
While the shy tormented youth sit way over there
And the songs they get louder
Each one better than before"
~ "Wish you were here...
Me, oh, my countryman,
Wish you were here... "~
Es ist kalt in dem kleinen, kargen Raum, verdammt kalt. Ob ichs mir einbilde oder nicht, die
Temperaturen dort draußen erinnern mich stark an Russland, auch wenn das hier eigentlich
England ist.
How this could have come so far?
Actually I don't even understand it myself.
Yes, probably I could just have packed my stuff and gone away. Just somewhere, far away. Especially from him.
But things weren't this easy.
~ "Say good bye
tada good bye
subete no wazurawashisa ni good bye
Say good bye
tada good bye
kawaru koto osorezu ni good bye" ~
I can't get these lines out of my head.
I'm staring into a certain direction.
I see a figure, lonely and sad.
