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1 year ago

🇮🇹 Ecco tutti i consigli e le tecniche per realizzare un delizioso uovo di cioccolato fondente! 😍👇

🇬🇧 Here you are all tips and techniques for making a delicious dark chocolate egg! 😍👇

 Ecco Tutti I Consigli E Le Tecniche Per Realizzare Un Delizioso Uovo Di Cioccolato Fondente!

EASTER EGG – Denise Ippolito
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1 month ago
 Questi Muffin Sono Una Squisita Combinazione Di Frutta Fresca E Frutta Secca: Per L'esattezza Sto Parlando

🇮🇹 Questi muffin sono una squisita combinazione di frutta fresca e frutta secca: per l'esattezza sto parlando di uva e mandorle! In meno di mezz'ora creerete un saporito dolce da colazione, ideale anche come merenda da portare a scuola! 😋👇

🇬🇧 These muffins are a delicious combination of fresh fruit and dried fruit: I'm talking about grapes and almonds! In less than half an hour you will create a tasty breakfast dessert, it's perfect for a snack as well!😋👇


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8 months ago
Sweet Potato Ginger Soup

Sweet Potato Ginger Soup


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7 months ago

Toffee Sweet Potato

Toffee Sweet Potato

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5 years ago

the tea looks sooo good (・・?)🍷🎟☎️

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2 years ago

ESTO MOMENTO

bakugo katsuki x hispanic!femreader.

this is VERY self indulgent sorry :,)

yes this is another cowboy bakugo, deal with it.

fluff, chaos, a lil ooc baku if you squint

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bakugo meeting your huge family at a carne asada your dad decided to throw one random saturday night. but then again the random carne asadas are always the best.

you have 5 siblings, 2 sisters and 3 brothers. it goes older sister, older brother, you, little brother, little sister and baby brother. you guys are pretty close in age, 22, 19, 18, 11, 7 and the latest bundle of joy is 10 months. your baby brother was definitely a surprise, your mother saying “es la bendición de dios” but you and your older siblings knew better and just rolled your eyes.

your parents had met bakugo about 6 months into your relationship and they were quite fond of him to say the least. you were visiting your parents when your dad told you about the carne asada and said “le dijiste a katsuki que viniera?” and when you said no he made you call him to tell him.

katsuki was freaking out. he didn’t know what to wear, what to bring or how to act. after all he was FINALLY meeting your entire family after 2 years. you told him to calm down, that your parents already loved him and how you were sure the rest of your family would love him also.

with that being said, here he was, watching you give your younger siblings a hug after they ran out as soon as they saw katsukis truck pull up. he gets out and sees you comforting your little sister, jackie, with tears streaming down her face.

“i thought we were never going to see you again.” she sobs into your neck and you just chuckle. you grab her cheeks and make her face you and smile, “i would never leave you mi reyna, sabes que te quiero muchísimos verdad?” and she just nods.

your little brother, augustine, runs and gives katsuki a hug. katsuki chuckles and ruffles his hair. “hey there little man, finally got the braces huh?” auggie smiles, showing the metal in his mouth, and nods his head violently which makes katsuki laugh.

as you’re walking up to the door, your older sister, paula, walks out with your baby brother in her arms. you squeal and quickly take him from her arms.

“hi papi! sissy missed you so much hermosuro!” you say in your baby voice, kissing him all over the face. your baby brother, josiah (aka j or baby j), was dressed like a little vaquero; a dress up shirt, fancy jeans, boots, a belt and a hat. he just giggles as you smother him with kisses.

“look who finally decided to show up” pau says with her hands on her hips. you roll your eyes and adjust j on to your other hip. “dad said the party started at 6, it’s only 7:30 im sure we didn’t miss much.” pau says whatever and leads you both to the back.

katsuki is following you like a lost puppy until he feels someone take off his hat and he quickly turns around and sees your older brother oscar.

“donde vas?” he says as he puts his hat on and katsuki smiles, giving him a hug. “it’s been so long since i’ve seen you man.” he laughs.

oscar nods and chuckles, “ever since you and my sister moved in together it feels like i see you less and less” katsuki agrees and they both just conversate about random things. that is until you’re practically dragging him to the backyard because your parents were asking for him.

he greets your dad with a firm handshake and your mom with a hug, and they ask how it is living with their princess. as you’re turned away from him he makes hand motions to say that you’re crazy and they both laugh.

“bueno pues it was nice seeing you mijo” your mom says and he says bye to them.

and now it was time for him to meet your whole family. he greets your tíos, tías and primos and it seems that they like him for the most part. they asked how he had met you, how long you two have been dating, if he wanted kids with you, what he did for a living and other very personal questions. they were all pleased to here that he was a rancher for a living.

after he’s done greeting them you insist that he comes and dances with you which he could already tell you had a few drinks but he agrees none the less. he was so glad you had taught him how to dance norteñas as dime lo que piensas plays loudly through the speakers. you sing along loudly with a beer in your hand and he just smiles and laughs at how you slur your words.


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2 years ago

DILF!BAKUGO

warnings: maybe a little suggestive if you squint your eyelids real close but otherwise just pure fluff!!!

drabble drabble drabble

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just thinking about dilf!bakugo who has a daughter who is absolutely the sweetest angel you have ever met and i have two different scenarios for this.

you have her in your kindergarten class and she is just the cutest little thing. she’s always so polite and kind to others. one time the class went to a petting zoo and she was so quiet and gentle with the animals. at one point she was sitting on the hay covered ground with a piglet asleep in her lap. some other kid went over to her screaming about how cute it was and how they wanted to hold it and she scolded the kid. “now hush! can’t you see it’s sleeping. you can have a turn when it’s awake.” she whispered just a tad bit ticked off.

the day they got out for winter break you had a christmas party for the kids and boy was it hectic. there was hot chocolate spilt, cookie crumbs all over the place, frosting smeared on the chairs, you know all the normal kid things. as your picking up you hear her quiet voice behind you, “miss (l/n) would you like some help?” and your heart melts. you send her a sweet smile and shake your head, “no i got it baby, but thanks for asking pumpkin!” she makes a thin line with her lips, “are you sure? my daddy won’t be here for a little while, i really don’t mind!” she wasn’t gonna take no for an answer huh? 10 minutes go buy and you both finished and are now dancing to every breath you take by the police when suddenly you hear a knock and a gruff voice at the doorway. you turn around and katsumi runs in that direction. “hi daddy! how was work?” she says as she hugs him tightly. “it was good sweet pea thanks for asking.” as he plants a kiss on her forehead. he turns to you and stumbles a little. god you were gorgeous. “sorry i’m late, i had a little incident to take care of, i hope she didn’t cause too much trouble.” you shake your head and smile “never! she is the sweetest girl i have ever met!” you giggle a little and he smiles. katsumi runs up to you and hugs your leg. “i’ll see you in a few weeks miss (l/n)! have a great christmas break!” she hands you a card of her and her dad wearing matching green turtle necks and jeans. she had saved a christmas card for you. you smile so big and give her hug, “merry christmas katsumi! i hope you have a wonderful christmas and new year! be safe you two!” you wave goodbye and bakugos eyes gaze a little longer and then you can’t see them anymore.

another one would be you being bakugos assistant and sometimes (3 times out of 5) she’ll come to the agency afterschool. she’ll sit in a chair right next to his desk in the office, or she’ll go to the break room to sit at a table (a disney princess one with matching chairs that bakugo got for her) and she’ll draw and color on a notebook that you bought for her. sometimes she’ll even ask for you to lift her up and sit her on your desk and just talk your ear off. which you enjoy because it truly is interesting to get a peak inside a 6 year olds mind, especially pro hero dynamights childs’ at that. she’ll ramble and ramble about “miss (l/n), did you know that baby kangaroos are called joeys?” “do you think ants have nightmares miss (l/n)?” “what would happen if a volcano just erupted right now miss (l/n)?!” “miss (l/n) have you ever had a durian? they stink P U!” and you can’t help but entertain her thoughts by saying “really? i thought they’d be called dunkins!” “i’m sure ants have nightmares, they’re probably scared of some little blonde 6 year old girl drowning them with a water hose.” “well if a volcano exploded right now i’m sure your dad would pick you up and get you as far away from here honey!” “no i haven’t had a durian pumpkin, im sure they can’t smell as bad as your father.” you say as you pinch your nose and waft your hands and she bursts out in laughter.

katsumi sees her dad from the corner of her eye and covers her mouth to try and muffle her giggling, but it doesn’t work to any avail. “what’s all this laughter huh? this is a no laughing environment, only serious faces here.” bakugo says as he goes to tickle her sides. “m-miss (l/n) s-says you’re more stink-ier than a-a-a durian!” she lets out in between giggles and he pauses. “is what i’m hearing true miss (l/n)?” he says with a knowing smirk. you turn your head back to your computer with a straight face. “i said no such thing.” with a side eye. “hmm if i can recall last night you were saying my bedsheets sme-” you shush him and shoo him off shooting katsumi a smile to which she gives an even wider one back.


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2 years ago

KEEP YER HEART AFLAME

cowboy!bakugo x fem!reader

drabble drabble drabble

i love cwbkg sm omg prepare to be sick of me.

just fluff, the soft and tender sweetness we all want from a man.

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cicadas chirped and trees swayed in the wind as you laid on your bed, your balcony doors open letting in a warm gentle breeze. you laid clad in a white silk nightgown that had delicate lace on the neckline and hem of the dress. in your hand was a book, Pride and Prejudice, the light from your bedside lamp illuminating the room just enough for you to see the words on the paper. truth be told you had grown quite tired in the past 30 minutes, but you were determined to stay up. to see the man of your dreams, the man who rocked your world, your husband.

deciding it was about the time your husband got home, you decided to get ready for bed. washing and freshening up in your bathroom was always one of your favorite things to do.

during your nightly routine you hear the front door open from downstairs and close, heavy steps on wood flooring echoing through the house. you finished up by brushing your hair and make your way out from the en-suite bathroom to greet the handsome fellow you get to call yours.

“hey handsome” you purr, voice soft as you throw your arms loosely around his neck. his arms tighten around your waist and he looks at you, frowning.

“thought i told ‘ya not ta wait up on me” the sleepiness was evident in his voice.

you give him that small little smile you know will make him cave in as you trace his biceps, slow and gentle. you meet his eyes, reaching up to tenderly caress his cheek, looking at him like he hung the moon and the stars with those two big hands of his.

“well what kinda wife would i be if i didn’t make sure my husband came back t’me safely hmm?” you continue to hold his gaze, soft and small hand still on his cheek as silence falls between the both of you.

it’s a comfortable silence, the kind were you enjoy each other’s presence, the kind you have when you drink coffee together in the morning, the kind when you’re taking a bubble bath and reading while he shaves his face by the sink, the kind when you’re both laid up in each other’s arms and watching the trees gently sway in the summer breeze.

he’s still pouting, but his eyes soften just the slightest. he turns his head to your hand and kisses your palm, holding your gaze.

you melt under his stare.

“you oughtta not make’a habit outta’ this” but you know you’ve won, despite his words.

“i reckon it wouldn’t be too bad t’come home t’your wife with open arms for you now would it?” you grin with a catlike smile and he rolls his eyes, but his lips still tug upward in a smile nonetheless.

his eyes meet the red lights of the alarm clock on your nightstand and his frown returns.

11:41pm

he sighs and looks at you again, eyes gentle and filled with guiltiness. “sweets it’s quite late f’you to wait f’me to get home. you should be sleepin right about now” and you know he feels guilty, that he feels like he’s the one keeping you up. but he’s so wrong.

not a day goes by where you ever regret waiting for your husband to come home. you spend your mornings and evenings waiting for his arrival, day to night. sure he’s right outside tending to the animals but he’s always so busy, doing hard work. so you watch from afar, waiting for him to come back into the house, back into your arms. he’s a bright and big flame, and your heart happens to be a chimney on a snowy day in december, waiting to be lit.

so yes, you will stay up for your husband, even if he nags and nags at you to take your ass to bed. you will always be in your bed, waiting upon his arrival, waiting for his flame to ignite your heart again.

“darlin, id wait for you even if i knew you weren’t coming home that night. even if it meant i get no sleep for a week straight” your eyes are full of love and your face looked so tender, so serene.

he grips you tighter and shoves his head into the crook of your neck, planting a few light kisses. you bask in his warmth, one hand reaching to card through his hair and the other lay at the base of his neck.

his stubble tickles your neck and you try not to laugh, but a couple of giggles slip out. he gently pulls away from you, arms still around your waist, and looks at your face, searching for something. when he can’t find it he sighs, staring at you. he looks like he wants to say something, like something is on the tip of his tongue, but he can’t get it out.

so you wait.

you wait until he’s gathered all of his thoughts, until he knows what he wants to get out.

“why do you do that?” he pouts and you’re confused.

you tilt your head to the side, “do what hun?” and there’s a beat of silence, another one where he’s collecting his thoughts.

“love me like it’s as easy as breathin’”

you pause and think. just where in the world did this man come from, and why did he have to be so damn adorable.

you have no other words to say, besides the truth of course.

“because it is. lovin’ you was the easiest and best thing i’ve ever done in my life.”


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3 years ago

3pm Poem

Chocolate Chip Cookies

When most people talk about home

They refer to Chocolate Chip Cookies

They’re warm they’re gooey they’re so sweet

The smell, divine the house becoming

A home

Children running in

Cheering at the smell

I hate it

Chocolate Chip Cookies are always

Burnt or raw

The children scream

Crying at the disaster

The awful stench seeps into

The ground the walls

Your heart

Empty houses smell like Chocolate Chip Cookies

They decay, they mold and fester

When you reach for a Chocolate Chip Cookie

You infallibly burn your hand

Even if you don’t right away when the Chocolate Chip Cookie

Touches your tongue

It will turn to ash flavored sweetness

The poets will glorify the beauty the simplicity

The love in Chocolate Chip Cookies

But we all know they are anything

But they are tedious, they are ugly

They are simply, the worst

Type of cookie out there

I hate Chocolate Chip Cookies


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A Mischievous Ride

A Mischievous Ride

A Mischievous Ride

Henry sat in the driver's seat of his car, with his loyal companion, Kal, an American Akita, riding shotgun. The two of them were driving on a scenic drive through the countryside, enjoying the fresh air and the freedom of the open road.

As they cruised along, Henry glanced over at Kal, who seemed unusually restless. Kal's ears perked up, and he let out an excited bark that echoed through the car.

Henry chuckled, glancing at his furry friend. "What's gotten into you, buddy?" he asked, scratching behind Kal's ears.

But before Henry could react, Kal leaned forward and gave an adventurous bite to the edge of the seat, sinking his teeth into the fabric.

Henry's eyes widened in surprise, and he let out a mix of laughter and exasperation. "Kal, no! Not the seat!"

Kal, undeterred by Henry's protest, continued to gnaw on the seat, thoroughly enjoying his newfound playtime. The mischievous glint in his eyes made it clear he was having the time of his life.

Henry, torn between amusement and concern for his car's upholstery, quickly pulled over to the side of the road. He turned to Kal, his voice filled with a mix of amusement and mild scolding.

"Kal, my buddy, we can't have you destroying the seat," Henry said, trying to sound stern. "We'll have to find you a more suitable chew toy."

Kal tilted his head to the side, seemingly considering Henry's words. His tail wagged excitedly, as if he understood the playful scolding.

A Mischievous Ride

Henry quickly rummaged through the glove compartment, searching for something to occupy Kal's attention. He pulled out a sturdy chew toy, shaped like a bone, and handed it to Kal.

"Here you go, Kal," Henry said, offering the toy. "This should keep you entertained."

Kal eagerly took the toy in his mouth, his tail wagging even faster. He settled down in the backseat, content with his new chew toy.

With a smile, Henry resumed his drive, grateful that Kal had found a more appropriate outlet for his playful energy.

As they continued their journey, Henry couldn't help but chuckle at the memory of Kal's mischievous act. It was a reminder of the joy and unpredictability that came with being a dog owner.

Kal, now engrossed in his chew toy, occasionally glanced at Henry, as if seeking approval. Henry reached back to pat Kal's head, his voice filled with affection.

"You're quite the handful, Kal," Henry said fondly. "But I wouldn't trade you for anything. You bring so much excitement and love into my life."

Kal wagged his tail in response, as if expressing his agreement.

Together, they continued their drive, Henry relishing the company of his loyal friend and the shared adventures that awaited them. Their bond, strengthened by playful moments like these, would only grow stronger as they navigated life's twists and turns, one chewed seat at a time.

A Mischievous Ride

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A Father's Tender Dilemma

A Father's Tender Dilemma

You watched as Henry cradled your son, baby Hugo, in his strong arms. The room was filled with the sounds of Hugo's fussing and cries, indicating his hunger. It was clear that he wanted his mother for some comforting and, most importantly, milk. But Henry seemed reluctant to let go of his turn with the little munchkin.

You couldn't help but smile at the sight of Henry holding Hugo so tenderly. It was heartwarming to see him fully embrace fatherhood, cherishing every moment with your son. But as Hugo's cries grew louder and more desperate, you knew it was time for him to be in your arms.

You approached Henry, placing a gentle hand on his arm. "Darling, I think Hugo needs his mummy now," you said softly, trying to convey the urgency in your voice.

Henry looked down at Hugo, his expression torn. He adored his son, and it was evident in the way he held him with such care. But he also understood that Hugo needed your nurturing presence, especially when it came to feeding him.

"I know, love," Henry replied, his voice filled with both reluctance and love. "But I just wanted a little bit more time with him. He's growing up so fast, and I don't want to miss a single moment."

You understood his sentiment, but you also knew that Hugo's needs had to come first. "I completely understand, Henry, and I love how much you adore him. But he's hungry and needs milk. We can always have more moments together as a family, but right now, he needs you to pass him to me."

Henry sighed, his reluctance fading as he saw the determination in your eyes. He gently cradled Hugo against his chest, pressing a soft kiss to the top of his head before carefully passing him over to you.

As soon as you took Hugo into your arms, he snuggled against you, his cries gradually subsiding. You settled into a comfortable chair and began to nurse him, providing him with the nourishment he sought.

Henry watched the two of you, a mix of adoration and relief crossing his face. Seeing you provide for Hugo's needs filled him with immense gratitude for your presence in their lives.

He approached you, crouching down to place a gentle kiss on your temple. "Thank you, love," he whispered. "You're an incredible mother, and I'm grateful for you every day."

You smiled, feeling the warmth of his words. "And you're an amazing father, Henry. Our son is lucky to have you."

Together, you created a loving and nurturing environment for your son, ensuring that both of you had your special moments with him. As the family grew and bonded, you knew that the love between you, Henry, and Hugo would only strengthen, creating a beautiful foundation for the years to come.


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ᴀ ʙᴏxɪɴɢ ʟᴇꜱꜱᴏɴ.

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Henry stood in a corner of the gym, his 13-year-old son, Ajax, by his side. The air was filled with the rhythmic thud of gloves hitting the punching bag. Ajax watched in awe as his father demonstrated the art of boxing, his movements precise and powerful.

On the sidelines, Y/N, pregnant with their second child, watched with a mix of excitement and concern. Her mama bear instincts kicked in, as she observed every move, ready to step in if necessary.

Henry, sensing Y/N's protective gaze, turned to her with a reassuring smile.

"Don't worry, love," he said, his voice filled with confidence. "We'll take it slow and make sure Ajax stays safe."

Y/N nodded, her eyes never leaving their son. She trusted Henry's expertise and knew he would prioritize their son's well-being.

Henry started with the basics, demonstrating the proper stance and footwork. Ajax listened attentively, mimicking his father's movements as best he could.

Y/N's heart swelled with pride as she watched Ajax's determination. She knew he had inherited Henry's passion for fitness and wanted to encourage his growth while keeping him safe.

As the lesson progressed, Henry guided Ajax through various boxing techniques, emphasizing the importance of control and discipline. Ajax absorbed his father's teachings like a sponge, eager to learn and improve.

Y/N, unable to contain her protective instincts any longer, stepped closer to the action. She watched every move, ready to intervene if Ajax showed any signs of distress.

Henry noticed Y/N's heightened concern and approached her, his voice calm and reassuring.

"Y/N, I've got this," he said, his eyes filled with reassurance. "Ajax is doing great, and I'm keeping a close eye on him."

Y/N took a deep breath, reminding herself to trust in Henry's expertise. She relaxed slightly, her focus shifting from worry to pride in their son's progress.

Ajax, fueled by his father's guidance and his own determination, grew more confident with each punch. His movements became sharper, his control more refined.

As the training session neared its end, Ajax's energy started to wane. Henry recognized the signs of fatigue and called for a break.

Y/N rushed to Ajax's side, offering him water and a reassuring smile.

"You're doing amazing, Ajax," she said, her voice brimming with pride. "Just remember to listen to your body and take breaks when you need them."

Ajax nodded, grateful for his mother's support. He took a moment to catch his breath, the sense of accomplishment evident on his face.

Henry approached them, a mix of pride and love shining in his eyes.

"You're becoming quite the boxer, Ajax," Henry said, his voice filled with admiration. "I'm proud of you."

Ajax beamed, his exhaustion momentarily forgotten. He looked up at his father, a newfound confidence radiating from within.

"Thanks, Dad," Ajax replied, his voice filled with excitement. "I'm gonna keep training and get even better!"

Y/N wrapped her arms around Ajax, her own excitement mingling with her protective instincts.

"We'll be right here, supporting you every step of the way," she said, her voice filled with love.

Together, as a family, they celebrated Ajax's progress and the bond they shared.

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Don't Kill!

Don't Kill!

The doctor gently held Baby Hope's tiny arm, preparing to administer the necessary vaccine. Hope's cries filled the room, her tiny face scrunched up in discomfort. klaus stood nearby, his heart breaking at the sight of his beloved daughter in distress.

Klaus's anger surged, his protective instincts raging against the doctor who dared to make his precious baby cry. His eyes flashed with a dangerous intensity, and the urge to unleash his wrath upon the unsuspecting medical staff grew stronger by the second.

Just as Klaus was about to unleash his fury, a calming voice interrupted his thoughts. It was y/n, his loving wife, who stood by his side, recognizing the turmoil within him.

"Don't go on a murder spree, love," y/n spoke softly, their voice laced with concern and understanding.

Klaus turned his gaze toward y/n, momentarily torn between his instincts and the rationality that y/n always seemed to bring out in him. He took a deep breath, attempting to regain control over his emotions and quell the raging storm within.

The doctor finished administering the vaccine, and Baby Hope's cries began to subside as she was comforted by her mother.

Klaus, still seething with anger, took a step back, his fangs retracting and his eyes returning to their usual calm blue. He realized that y/n was right. Going on a murderous rampage would not only endanger others but also set a terrible example for his daughter.

Reluctantly, Klaus nodded to y/n, acknowledging their wisdom. "You're right, my love," he admitted, his voice tinged with regret. "I must find another way to protect our family."

Y/n's reassuring hand gently grasped Klaus's, their touch offering solace and support. "We will find a way, Klaus," she said, her voice brimming with unwavering faith. "Together, we can keep our family safe."

Klaus's features softened as he allowed the love and reason in y/n's words to wash over him. He knew that his wife was his anchor, the one who could quell the storm within him and guide him towards a better path.

He would channel his anger into productive avenues, ensuring the safety and happiness of Baby Hope and the rest of their loved ones.

And as they left the doctor's office, Klaus held y/n's hand tightly, grateful for their presence in his life.


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9 months ago

First ever recorded snowball fight (1897)

Happy Holidays And Merry Christmas To All!


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9 years ago
Oh... I Wish...

Oh... I wish...


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