#dishevelled

[oeuvrinarydurian]

I don’t really have a point to this other than to wonder out loud how it’s possible for one man playing one character to be appealing and sexy whether he’s glamorously well tailored and put together, or hung over, having slept on a sofa and completely disheveled. 

[ladylunahh]

Oregon 🤍

[liquidlightandrunningtrees]

Faeries, come take me out of this dull world, For I would ride with you upon the wind, Run on the top of the dishevelled tide, And dance upon the mountains like a flame.

William Butler Yeats, The Land of Heart’s Desire

[twinkchester]

Disheveled Barratt best Barratt~🔥✨

✨🔥✨🔥✨🔥✨🔥✨🔥✨🔥✨🔥✨🔥✨

[bodybybane]

Matt LeBlanc Has ‘Friends’ Costars Worried After Seeing His Disheveled Appearance: ‘Just Plain Sad’ https://www.yahoo.com/entertainment/matt-leblanc-friends-costars-worried-205430940.html

[whats-in-a-sentence]

As it opened there came a tumultuous rush into the hall, rapid feet clattered up the stair, and an instant later a wild-eyed and frantic young man, pale, dishevelled, and palpitating, burst into the room.

"The Illustrated Sherlock Holmes Treasury" - Sir Arthur Conan Doyle

[marty-mc]

"Read to me, Edwin"

I remember reading a nice Fanfiction where Charles could only relax and calm down if Edwin was reading to him but sadly I forgot to save it😫 but yes that's my headcanon too. Specially under emotional stress Edwin's voice is what soothes him and grounds him the most.

[noodles-and-tea]

They, as the kids say, match each others freak

[seanflnnerty]

"So all cholesterol is good. Change is absolutely necessary. And whatever you said about hot lady summer, it sounded like you kind of had it figured out."

[somnimagus]

out of the frying pan and into the fire and into another frying pan that's also on fire

[id in alt text]

[zosanbrainrot]

He's just a dude, a birthday dude

[ladylunahh]

[contakaidigon]

4am cup of coffee

Featuring the medal of wit from gorgug and the scars on his hands from the nightmare forest :)

[peachsukii]

It’s a blessing, and a curse, to let someone else besides Bakugo drive the van on the annual bakusqaud road trip. Kirishima and Kaminari were too engrossed in their own conversation, never looking back at you two for long periods of time.

It was early afternoon, but car rides always make you sleepy. You thought curling up in your boyfriend’s lap in the back seat would be cute, peaceful, but no - this fucker couldn’t keep his hands off of you. For a grueling two hours, he was nothing but a tease, grinning like the devil over your squirming whenever he’d touch you. Bakugo played it off at first, gently running his fingers through your hair or rubbing his thumb over your cheekbone lovingly at your drowsy stupor. It escalated when your crop top rode up, exposing your bralette and tempting him. Thank god you were facing the back of the seat and not the boys up front.

It was subtle squeezes at first, “brushing” over your chest when he’d lay his hand on your ribs or move to rub your back. Bakugo would inch his fingers to your stomach, quietly shifting to cop a feel and act like nothing happened. When he saw your brows scrunch, he decided to push further, splaying his hand across your chest and teasingly slipping two fingers under the bralette to pinch your nipple, flicking and twisting it between his finger pads. His ego inflated when your legs twitched at his touch, a soft groan falling from your lips. It didn’t take long until he was practically using your tits as stress balls, his insatiable hunger for you taking over.

Bakugo didn’t even realize that Kirishima turned into a gas station to refuel and grab some snacks until the van was parked, too caught up in his game to notice.

“Need anything, bro?” He asks over his shoulder. “Kami and I are grabbing snacks, too.”

“Nah, we’re good. Gonna get out and stretch.”

Kirishima and Kaminari head into the store while the two of you exit the van and take a lap around the parking lot. That’s when you notice the bathroom on the side of the building, door propped open and no key needed.

Before he can stop you, you’ve got Bakugo by the collar and bolt for it, practically dragging him behind you. He’s yelling something along the lines of “what the fuck, woman?!” until you’re both inside the grimy one person bathroom, slamming the door behind you. You let go of his shirt and shove him into the rusty sink, pouncing on him like an animal.

“You think you can get away with all that, Katsuki?” You growl, emphasizing his name as a warning. “This is a fight you always lose.”

“Someone’s suddenly—” he tries to argue but the words die in his throat when your hand ferociously grips at his cock through his shorts. His face loses composure at the contact, flushing scarlet instantly.

“That’s what I thought.” You pause to bite his neck, pink teeth marks left in your wake. “You started this, babe. You’ve got two minutes, make it count.”

[pumpkingeorge]

If I were a Pokemon I'm pretty sure I would be a Grafaiai. I mean, I already kind of look like one.

[rottingraisins]