#and it's getting to meeeeeeeee

[teddybeartoji]

18+ mdni; gn!reader

thinking about roomie!suguru, who steps out of the bathroom with just a towel hanging loosely around his waist. it's dangerously low and his happy trail is... leading your eyes to a forbidden place. water droplets cascade down his temple and his neck, his scarred chest and his toned muscles.

he finishes drying his hair with another, smaller towel before slinging it over his shoulder. he gives you a warm smile. there's still a bit of sleep in his tired eyes but he looks fresh, he looks good.

(he looks more than good.)

the morning light shines in through the small window of your shared kitchen and he hums at the smell of coffee. you're an angel leaning on the counter, hands busy with preparing your drink as he steps inside.

he chuckles. he asked you a question but you didn't hear it. he smells so fucking good; the smell of his shampoo and his fancy conditioner wash over your senses and it's easy to forget where you are. his eyes flick behind you before walking over to you with a smug little grin.

he bores his sharp purple eyes into yours – he loves how you react to him. he doesn't shy away from it, he's cockier than he looks. he loves the attention, he loves to be in your spotlight. he wouldn't care so much if you were a stranger, if you were a random person on the street ogling away, ut you're neither of those things, are you? no, you're something else.

he exudes warmth as he towers over you, his head tilted down to keep his eyes on you. he wants to play with you a little – he loves the way you're staring up at him right now. eyes big and wide, lip tucked under between your teeth. he's good with people, he can read them like a book and you're no different. he sees you swallow a dry lump, he sees you grace him with a flustered smile as you try to brush by the fact that he caught you admiring him red handed. he sees the way you're taking deeper breaths than normal, surely just to keep your composure. he can't wait to break you.

his arm reaches behind you to turn off the coffee machine with a small click.

"wouldn't wanna make a mess this early in the morning, now would we?"

melting. crumbling. falling down to your knees. you hate how much he teases (you love it), you hate how patronizing he sounds (it's hot). he's the only one that can get away with it – a charming smile that hides his deepest desires of sinking his teeth into little lambs like you, soft eyes that hide the need to watch them unfold before him.

his gentle hands long to hold, long to keep and covet. he thinks about you a lot; your shared mornings and afternoons, your exhausted naps and bitter rants about your days. shy gazes and lingering touches, stupid jokes and the cute little hidden sounds he keeps hearing from your room in the late hours. he's being patient, he's warming you up.

he's just as infatuated with you as you are with him. he's just more subtle with it.

or is he?

because you've heard him, too.

you don't know whether he's doing it unknowingly or he's actually trying to make you go insane – whichever it is, you are ready to bend at his will. soft groans accompanied by a steady slick pump; you didn't mean to listen in. you just wanted to make sure he's okay!

ear against the wooden door, you listened to him think about you. your name was on the tip of his tongue, but it was too early for that. he wants to smear you with his honey, he wants to drag you in but he needs to wait for it. this is perfect.

he did know you're were there.

he heard the floor creak, he heard the cutest gasp that left your pretty lips. fuck, you're perfect. his head was lolled back as he stroked himself to the thought of your wide, doe-eyes. how flustered you'd be, how flustered you were in that very moment. he imagined your trembling hands and your stuttered words and his dick twitched in his palm.

he thought about inviting you in and just making him watch as a form of punishment, for being a little pervert. he shuddered out a laugh and watched a glob of pre-cum cover his own fingers before mixing with the saliva and spit that's covering him already. he thought about making you sit between his legs so he could jerk off right in front of your beautiful face, he thought about your wobbly lips, your teary eyes. the way your thighs would press together.

your fingers would itch and twitch and he'd make you place them on your legs. he wouldn't want you to touch. yet. maybe he'd make you apologize and maybe he'd make you kiss the tip. he thought about how good you'd smell, how good you'd taste. another raspy groan crawled up his throat and you were about to cum untouched behind his door. like a creep.

he loves it. he's proud of you, he wants to push you even further. he wants to see what else he can make you do. this is exciting and he can't wait to devour you whole as a reward after he's done bullying himself into your body and your mind. utterly loved and corrupted—

— you're meant for him.

[derpycatsu]

ohhh so hes pathetic. ok. got it. Deploy The Hyperfixation

[bunnykaye]

It only feels this raw right now Lost in the labyrinth of my mind

"Labyrinth" by Taylor Swift

[hibiki24681357]

Actually the way Umemiya smiled at Sakura is SO. The last few chapters with Takiishi we didn't see any indication Umemiya could pay attention to anything outside his fight. It's highly likely that Sakura's wake-up call was the first time Umemiya's come to since Endo gave Tsubakino and gang a good thrashing downstairs.

Which is to say, Sakura being there, bloodied and bruised but smiling, telegraphs to Umemiya: the town is safe. You trusted us to protect the town, and we did, so now all that's left for you to do is win. Don't hold anything back.

That's not even getting to how Sakura saying his words back to him is the ultimate relay. Sakura listened to Umemiya every single time he's passed on his wisdom: that fighting is a way they can communicate with others, that they come from similar pasts, that they can't lose; they have to keep getting back up because that's what it means to bet everything on the line. Sakura already internalised his words to such a degree that it's what drove him to win against Endo.

It wasn't easy for Sakura to shoulder that either; he even said it was heavy. But he still carried his will despite that… I can't imagine how reassuring that must be for big brother Umemiya 😭

[fallhound]

this tummey tuesdey we are chilling nefarious style

[omgaverse]

yes sam and dean are insane about each other, and yeah they’re codependent to the point of eroticism, freaks about each other to the point where it toes the line between brotherhood and sex a little too carelessly, and maybe sure they need each other in a way that’s desperate and wrong but they’re also just like. sooooooo cute together. u know. they have me giggling over here idk like yeah u like him soooooo bad huh. freak. whatever. go kiss ur brother like i know u wanna gayboy.

[itoshi-s]

Thinking about how reo shared his passion for football with nagi to reach his goal… what if he wanted to share the passion for you too?

+ nonnie's "Why cant some ppl not understand that if we have reo we cant not have nagi too its a 2-in-1 deal reo wouldnt leave nagi behind by himself,, first thing reo did after meeting nagi was give hi m a ride to school lol so nagi x reader x reo"

nsfw, 17- please dni !

AAAAAAA ..... please... PLEASE poly nagireo is just *chefs kiss* u cannot tell me reo wouldn't absolutely get off showing seishiro all the ways u liked to be touched and played with :( letting him fuck you dumb and groaning under his breath when he notices the exact same riled up glint in nagi's eyes that he sees at the field.

"fuck- she's s' fucking tight, reo. your girl's- ah- so good." it sounds downright demeaning despite the hidden praise - makes your tummy tighten and head roll to the side in shame.

you're reo's girl, and yet there you are, no sense of dignity left with his best friend fucking you silly, thick cock rubbing up against all the spots that leave you cumming over and over. (didn't reo mention nagi's not all that experienced? he had to be playing with you then, cause this just feels way to good.)

your eyes meet your boyfriend's even in the dark that seeps over the bedroom, as he sits in the armchair by the bed, legs spread and hand languidly stroking his cock. leaking, throbbing - aching to touch you, to feel you instead of his palm :( but s'alright. he'll have his fill when nagi grows too exhausted and needs to catch a breather - and the thought of slipping into your cunt, soaked and sopping with both your and nagi's cum, makes a rivulet of precum stream all the way to the base of his cock, where his fingers tighten.

he laughs a bit at your expression - eyes almost desperate, so embarrassed. as if you didn't like it nor agree to it.

"our girl," he corrects, a carnal drop in his voice, soaked with lust and it makes you tremble. this, and the weight of his words, as if a brand was burned into your skin. "our girl is the sweetest, isn't she?"

[arcanegifs]

they're so handsome.... and for what!!! FOR WHAT!!!

[the-bad-batch-baroness]

My only complaint about the latest tbb episode is that we did not get to see the baby clones living on Pabu 🥺

[nabsthevulture]

GUESS WHO IS GOING TO SEE ONE OF HIS BESTIES IN MARCH

[hyunpic]

[gaylittleguys]

[badnew2005]

massive day for macden casual domesticity enjoyers!

[twentyfivemiceinatrenchcoat]

HEAVY BREATHING HEAVY BREATHING HEAVY BREATHING HEAVY BREATHING HEAVY BREATHING HEAVY BREAT

[beybuniki]

on the one hand i’m loving your dabihawks yuri era. on the other hand it makes me sick w longing and craving the way yaoi could never. anyways when will dabi pin me down so i can press my ass against her crotch

IF GOD WILLING, this will happened to you too this year 🙏

[mwagneto]

being crazy abt dr who is so cool coz i'll think about the concept of a plot point being revealed (like. non specific. just the idea that the hints in the season led up to something and we're gonna find out what) and start heavy breathing so hard i get dizzy