#ACCEPT MY APOLOGIES

[separatist-apologist]

hello i’m very late to the party but guilty as sin + fresh out the slammer + who’s afraid of little old me are joining high infidelity in the taylor swift acomaf hall of fame i fear!! truly no one is doing it like them

ALSO unrelatedly but i am going feral over your pirate feysand idea, like your mind is so incomprehensibly massive i cannot fathom it

Rhys is an unspeakably hot pirate lord and my only regret is not thinking of it sooner

[shouyuus]

thinking about making out with hawks and his scruff tickling your skin when he shifts his mouth down to suck big, wet hickeys against your neck, you pulling at his hair giggling and groaning at the same time, him pulling back with a lazy grin and hooded eyes like "hm"? but when you tell him that his scruff is tickling you, all he does is blink before leaning down to purposefully rub it against your face, making you squeal and try to squirm away but he's fast, way faster than you, so he'd pin you to his side and nuzzle you till you're breathless with laughter, chest heaving --

how he'd go still, relax his hold on you till he's just holding you in his lap, his eyes soft as he watches you.

"what?" you ask, reaching up to thumb at the scraggly bits of hair on his chin.

"nothin'. just... like lookin' at you, that's all."

when you crinkle your nose and try to hide your face, he bends down to tug your arms away, nuzzling his nose against yours with a soft groan, "goddamnit you're so fuckin' cute..." before melding his mouth to yours once more and kissing you deep enough to sting.

when he pulls back this time, both of you are breathless and he's got that dark, half-focused look in his eyes that makes your stomach clench in anticipation -- when he hoists you up into his arms and makes for the bedroom, you loop your arms around his shoulders and all he says is --

"well, let's go see if your thighs are as ticklish as your neck is."

[stinglesswasp]

Forehead smooches 💋

It's important to smooch your Soap at least once per day <3

[theorphicangel]

sunday sukuna thoughts!!!! this is maybe college au!

thinking about sukuna secretly wearing glasses but never wearing them around you because when he was younger he got called 'dorky sukuna' in school and has been ashamed ever since. he'd rather squint than wear his pair in public, only wearing them whenever he's alone

it's only when you catch him early in the mornings at his laptop reading for his glasses that you notice him squint through his glasses balanced on the bridge of his nose

'you wear glasses?'

your voice nearly caused sukuna to jump out of his skin, not even noticing you behind him.

sukuna immediately takes them off, his cheeks heating up. 'no, they're not even mine.'

'so why are you wearing them?' you raise a brow.

sukuna curses under his breath, running a hand through his pink locks.

'what was that?' you tease.

'fucking fine, i wear glasses you have a problem with that?'

'why would I have a problem with that you look cute.'

cute?

he hasn't heard that before.

sukuna's mouth opens and closes, struggling to come up with a response. by this time you walked over to him and placed a kiss on his forehead, 'my cute little dork.'

'oi, watch it.'

[rynli]

every binary man does this

part 1 part 2

[licorishh]

nothing gives me a greater dopamine hit than staring at my blorbos holding hands for four hours

[rottentherat]

Flowers for Amy ! 💗💐✨

for sir.lake_xxvii DTIYS on insta !

[hinamie]

close again and closer still

[wigglebox]

Hello

[amikoroyaiart]

'It's okay, you can rest. I am not going anywhere.'

[vigilvntes]

dick, giving the family a pep talk: everything you lose is a step you take

the family, nodding in agreement:

jason:

jason: hang on. wait a sec. did you just... quote taylor swift?

dick: ......what? no. no.

jason: no. no, you definitely did. that's taylor swift.

dick: it's not–... i didn't–

barbara: how do you know enough taylor swift to be able to quote her in your speeches?

dick, panicking: *points at jason* well how does he know enough taylor swift to be able to notice that i'm quoting taylor swift?

jason, on his way out: my lawyers will be in contact

tim, quietly: he doesn't even have a lawyer

[chronologically-challenged]

Siffrin: Hey, Stardust, any ideas for this loop?

@chipper-smol This is how I picture the start of 80% of their conversations going after awhile in role reversal au.

[shouyuus]

adding onto the vi sleeps shirtless req only now it's college roommatevi! who wakes up to you pounding at her door at fuck-crack of dawn (or midday, if she went out the night before) and who stumbles out of bed, still mostly asleep and wearing only a ratty pair of boxers, to shutyouup answer

(you weren't made for blood pressures this high, and it's only like 8 AM)

xx vi sleeps shirtless truther

18+, no sex, just a nip-mention

JUST. college roommate!vi answering the door, squinty-eyed, her hair an absolute menace, sticking up in every direction, you standing there, wanting to be pissed at her bc its like... the 5th time she's used your stainless steel pot without cleaning it correctly and just leaving it in the sink but -- holy shit -- she's in a pair of old, bright red, calvin klein boxer briefs and nothing else, grumbling at you, the sunrise peaking over her shoulder, casting her in this golden, ethereal glow like --

"what, cupcake?" and her voice is gravely with sleep but you really can't focus on anything else bc... did you even know her nipples were pieced? you might've had an inkling bc she has some strange aversion to ever wearing proper bras so you've kinda maybe noticed the shape of them through all her tanktops and band tee's but -- now they're just right there --

"uh -- uhm --" you stutter, your brain short-circuiting way harder than you'd imagined, the dirty pot still in your hand, though it's held slack at your side bc really -- what the fuck are you supposed to say to this?

vi quirks an eyebrow, clearly confused and more than a little annoyed. she glances down at her chest, rolling her eyes. on any other day, she might've teased you, but she'd had a really late night last night and its one of the few days she doesn't have morning practice so she really doesn't appreciate you cutting into her sleep.

"c'mon princess, it's not like you haven't got a pair yourself," she says, shifting her weight from one leg to another, making her tits bounce slightly. you jerk your eyes away, cheeks going so hot you think you might get 3rd degree burns.

"just --" you cast your eyes up towards... anywhere but vi's tits, "the -- do you --" you sputter, grasping for a coherent sentence. but for some stupid reason, the only thing you can come up with is "i was... gonna make breakfast. d-did you want anything?"

vi stares, half-incredulous, half-confused.

"breakfast?" she glances at the large alarm clock sitting atop her half-opened drawers. it blinks a steady 7:48AM at her in dull red LED lights.

"nevermind -- i -- it was stupid. sorry for waking you --" you turn on your heels, feeling the room closing in around you, your fingers shaking around the pot handle.

"jesus, princess -- unless you're offering up yourself on a silver platter, don't ever wake me up at 7am again for fuckin' breakfast --"

vi's door clicks closed but you're left peering over your shoulder, eyes wide as dinner plates. because did she say what you think she did?

after a few solid seconds on blinking at her closed door, you scurry away to the kitchen to soak the stainless steel with bar keeper's friend, frowning down at the foamy mess in the kitchen sink, doing everything you can not to think about what it might look like if you did offer yourself to vi for breakfast.

you sigh, blowing a strand of hair from your face, frowning down at the stainless steel pot.

maybe next time.

[chandralia]

“but bakugo bullied deku in middle school” okay cool is he doing that now though? no

[aaron04jpg]

Behind the scenes of the Hilton shoot

[fratercrucis]

Draw Sam and Dean kissing please 🙏

ask and ye shall receive