there isn’t a moment that goes by where i don’t wish i was next to him
can we never leave each others sides?
too bad anyways, im basically a stray cat <3
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HOW. HOW DO I BE COOL.
PLEASE I JUST WANT HER ATTENTION PLS.
I want them to like me..
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Friendship Astarion is so important to me. Like I know everyone is horny for the sassy elf but like… what if he learned to care for someone without sex? What if he tried to manipulate Tav into bed and they told him no? And then… kept being nice to him? Kept taking care of him and expecting the same in return? What if he doesn’t have to fall in love to realise he wants to live a life where he cares about things and makes his own decisions? What if he tells them about how he used his body anyway? What if they tell him he never has to again? What if they hug him and expect nothing back? What if they put their head on his shoulder and nothing else? What if, for the first time in 200 years, he felt safe enough to joke and laugh and not put on a show because it’s obvious they don’t feel that sort of attraction to him anyway? What if he just had a best friend?
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Peter B kissing Miguel’s top surgery/hysterectomy scars and running his fingers through his hair and calling him pretty boy and feeling up the scars on his back and massaging out the tension in his muscles and telling him he’s beautiful and holding him while he sleeps send post
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I sent my bf a video of me kissing the camera (cringe…🤢) and he called me cute, screen-recorded it and told me he’s gonna keep it forever, and also said it’s now his favourite video ever…. I’m in love I think?????
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☆ greetings fellow yanderes! ☆
i have a question for you all! (i.e.; whoever sees this)
does anyone know if there’s any ways to find out what kind of yandere you are? like, i am aware that i’m obsessive but i feel like there’s got to be.,? more to it than that? if that makes sense? and since i’m relatively new in terms of interacting with the community i feel like having some solid terms and identifiers would be very helpful!! so if there’s like. a glossary. or tests/quizzes i can take. or like. really just any resources at all. that would be great!!! ♡
thanks for your time! ♡ (and please reblog!)
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i wanna be in a love with security like…imagine being in love with someone and there is NO doubt in ur mind that they love you. you could find them talking to another girl and you don’t even feel that little shot of fear because you know they don’t want anyone else.
or hearing them say things like:
“i love you”
“i’d never do anything to hurt you”
“you mean the world to me”
and believing them…!! ugh! it just sounds so romantic.. i want.
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So um like,,, what is up with Asa and his heart shaped wires like ummm 🙄🙄😳
( 1st movie ) (the last person to have a scene with it is Arkin)
( 2nd movie ) (this comes up after his scene with Arkin)
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"Post the last sentence you wrote (fanfic / original / anything) and tag as many people as there are words in the sentence”
tagged by @yanleafy whom i have to thank because this got me writing again for a wip i’d left in hibernation for a good uhhhh 6 months ?? and apparently no one actually sticks to the prompt so i’m sharing an itty bitty piece of the tddk fic i’m working on :]
without further ado:
[…] It can’t be comfortable, having his knees pressed against the tiled side of the bathtub, back bent for so long it must be complaining, but there’s a smile nestled in the corners of Shouto’s eyes, a look that reminds Izuku he meant it too when he said, I’m not going anywhere. Izuku’s heart feels like it’s trying to climb right out of chest.
“Could you…” His hand’s reaching, his breath caught like his heart’s slipped on the ladder of his ribs.
Shouto’s already leaning further down, fitting his neck right into the curve of Izuku’s palm. “Yeah,” he breathes, exhales it again, “Yeah.”
Izuku will never tire of it, being met halfway. He would keep each instance in a memory box if he could, a film reel of every detail to replay them over and over. Shouto’s pulse beneath his fingers, his lips between his teeth, his hand braced on the scant strip of tiles at Izuku’s back, and the bow of his spine, two brackets to cradle the fragile, wild thing behind Izuku’s breastbone. The moment drags its feet, time measured by the crawl of Shouto’s hand against his bare shoulder and how long Izuku can hold his breath. Centuries, if he could help it. He can stand being without air less than he can bear being apart from Shouto. He’s already tried it. It’s why even though he keeps wanting moremoremore, he remembers to keep his promise and only take what he’s given.
tagging my beloveds @littlemisssnow @thebluerotunda / @makethewordsyours and @mysterioustrumpet <3 HOPE U DONT MIND
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