#i love this man so much

[falloutboyfan18]

Patrick Stump

📸 Elliott Ingham

[itsangelic1411]

It’s the birthday boy!!

[sunglassesmish]

oliver just. gets it

[i-dont-know-how-this-site-works]

Hunter, Crosshair, Echo and Rampart: risking their lives trying to get the coordinates to Tantiss from a heavily protected imperial facility

Wrecker: *plays candy crush on his phone*

[la-pheacienne]

I'm reading the lord of the rings and I'm once again amazed at how... good most characters are. Like, they are genuinely good people. They are a bunch of kindhearted, gracious, caring people, coming together under adverse circumstances and trying to figure things out and find a solution and support each other through it all. Like Frodo and Sam meet Faramir and Faramir is a bit suspicious at first and kind of implies Frodo may be a spy, and then when he hears his story and he's like Frodo, I pressed you so hard at first. Forgive me! It was unwise in such an hour and place. And this blows.my.mind. He wasn't even particularly mean or threatening to him in the beginning, he's just such a kind, considerate man, recognizing the kindness and honesty of another man. And they're all like that. Even Gollum starts slowly changing (for a short while) when he encounters Frodo because that's the thing about kindness and humility and grace, they are contagious. They transform people, even a creature like Gollum cannot be immune to that. Like, you may consider all this simple and basic and I get it but, hear me out. It is quite rare to see that in modern media and it is also pretty difficult to pull off in a way that is not corny and simplistic. It is mind blowing that you actually don't have to present the entire palette of human cruelty and vice in order to tell a compelling story, contrary to popular belief. Lotr does the exact opposite, and it is just beautiful and it warms my heart. Especially taking into consideration tolkien's pretty grim growing-up experience, him being a double orphan without a home, raised between an orphanage and a priest and having no family apart from his brother and then the war and then he almost dies and then he's poor as hell and then a second war and it all makes sense somehow. He writes to his wife who is also an orphan two days before the marriage "the next few years will bring us joy and content and love and sweetness such as could not be if we hadn't first been two homeless children and had found one another after long waiting" and, yes, yes! The love and sweetness just radiate from his work, the entire lotr series is a little radiant bubble of hope and love and grace that he imagined in his head to deal with a dismal reality and then he just gave that to the world, and isn't that what imagination and art is all about after all?

[cloned-eyes]

my love Echo

[prettyinaccurate]

i imagine this scenario would be a lot more concerning in real life

[mothmoth0]

Here's more Jason Todd 💖

[ratshort4ratthew]

decided to put all my saved pics of Nightcrawler to good use

[torubeth]

aren’t you going to write “degradation taken too far” but with satoru? 🫦😰😭

you asked for it babe; i didn’t wanna hurt yall gojo girlies (inc myself) but you want pain? ok. pain is what you get. warnings : (mature content 18+) smut, degradation, gojo being mean (yes it’s a warning), angst to comfort??and maybe have a tissue box or two????

‘look at the gorgeous mess that you are baby. never knew you’d fold this easy’ he remarks, lips trailing down your body, sucking violet coloured hickeys along the way.

‘satoru- i already told you that the last time, will be the last time! so why are you-!’ slowly but gently he slides in, a wave of contentment washing over you, immediately shutting you up.

‘hmm what was that? mind repeating it f’me sweetheart?’ he smirks.

you decided to stay quiet because what’s the use? you’re gonna end up with him on top you again. mostly tomorrow. and the day after that.

and that’s when you realise that the pace was starting to pick up and his hands were now on your clit, rubbing hard circles eliciting nothing but moans and whines from you.

‘satoru oh my god! shit, feel so good i feel like i’m gonna cum!’ you reach up to slither your arms around his shoulders, your breathy pants now right by ear.

‘toru agh! fuck fuck- i…i love you satoru, i love you so much! please, if you keep this up i might-’ suddenly with a roughness unknown to you, he pulls out.

‘wait wait wait, why’d you stop? i was so close-!’ you pant, leaning up on your elbows.

instantly, there was a shift in his aura.

‘love? you said love? what makes you think i will ever love someone like you? you’re just a hole to fuck. a passing cloud. something for me to do when i’m bored of my fucked up life. nothing more’ he erupts.

‘what?’ your voice was reduced to nothing but a whisper.

‘where in the wide wide vicinity of your fantasy land did you come up with ‘love’ ?’ he spat.

‘i mean seriously, you thought this was something-‘ he knew what he was saying was far from the truth.

why would he not love you? what is there not to love? if he knew what love meant, it’s because of you.

but you shouldn’t love him, but you do. why? why do you wanna be with him? why do you wanna be tied down to someone like him?

meanwhile your mind is racing with a million different thoughts, not knowing what or how to respond.

‘it’s best if you just leave’ he finishes.

you didn’t need to hear the entirety of his speech to know that you were…disposable? replaceable?

the dam breaks and tears stream down your cheeks, eyes red and body trembling. you gather of what’s left of your heart and face him ‘this really is the last time’ you whisper, meaning every word, clutching hard at the sheets for some kind of comfort, without breaking the eye contact.

that’s when his eyes look at you.

your eyes. god, your eyes. they were one of the reasons he fell in love with you. they were fierce, beautiful and always on him. but now they were broken, filled with pain and tears, still beautiful and held nothing but ache.

next was your lips he loved kissing so much. his personal favourite, was always ready to put him in his place and bring him to his knees. now they were trembling. in hate, or fear? he thinks he doesn’t really wanna know the reason behind that.

taking a deep breath, he steeled his nerves because there was no going back now. the cat and mouse chase ends here.

suddenly, a huge wave of warmth enveloped you and it took you mere two seconds to realise that he was hugging you, and hardly a second for you to come to the realisation that you would never push him away.

‘i want you to know that you mean so much to me. a while ago my world was nothing but dark, but you came painted it all, giving meaning to each and every little thing in it. i deserve to rot in hell cuz fuck, i didn’t mean a word of what came out of my mouth’ and that’s when you felt little drops on your neck.

never once has he cried in front of you, always going on about how ‘the strongest never cry’

‘you mean the world to me baby. when you told me you loved me, i was brain dead. never knew i was capable of being loved by someone like you. i mean, why would you love someone like me? all my versions are nothing but a wretched mess, so why would you-?’

pulling back to look at him, your eyes are stern when you tell him-

‘you are actually an idiot if you think i care about any of that’ wiping away this tears, your hands rest against his cheeks.

‘i want all your versions satoru. flaws and all. i want them to course through my veins. i want you in all my mornings and all my nights. i want you everywhere. and if you’re going down, i’m willing to go down with you. so please, please don’t push me away’ you said because loving him was as easy as breathing, your eyes once again starting to tear up.

and that was the confirmation he needed, as he leaned down ‘i love you, i love you so much. i fucking love you’ chanting over and over again. pressing kisses everywhere. your nose, lips, cheeks, forehead, everywhere.

‘i adore you and i promise to cherish you like you deserve till we’re old and wrinkly’ he bumps his nose against yours, earning a small laugh from you.

‘i know you will satoru’ you whisper, bumping his nose in return ‘i will love you till we’re old wrinkly too’

[spookeart]

Currently reading ‘only the brave’ by @solmussa and it’s not doing anything to ease my growing obsession of him

[livineasy]

*honk mimimimimi*

[itssomethingcosmic]

@a-mag-a-day

JON: I am not, nor have I ever been, “adorable.”

MARTIN: .....

MARTIN: That’s bullshit and you know it…

[mopeytwat]

Con supporting the trans community🏳️‍⚧️🤍

[paizmp444]

NEW ART‼️‼️,,,, what do u guys think Toby’s favorite song would be

[satorusdiary]

Kikufuku

Boyfriend! Satoru Gojo x reader

Fluff + nicknames (baby, pretty girl, mochi, sweetheart, etc..) You and Satoru are around 17-18 in this

Boyfriend! Satoru Gojo who shows up to your house at one in the morning, all he wants is for you to eat his mochi’s with him.

The sound of something lightly tapping on your window awoke you from your slumber. Your hand slithered from your pillow, to rubbing your eyes while grumbling.

When you stood up from your bed, you didn’t expect to see your boyfriend Satoru, standing on your balcony lightly knocking at your window.

At first you didn’t believe your eyes, that’s when you blinked a couple times and realized.. it was Satoru! Your eyebrows knitted together as your boyfriend of eleven months smiled at you, giving you a wave.

Quickly, you rushed out of bed and unlocked the balcony door. You’re careful not to be loud, just so your parents wouldn’t hear you sneaking in your boyfriend at this time.

“hey, pretty baby.” Satoru greets, slinging his hands over your body, giving you a tight hug. You noticed how cold he was, instantly you lightly slapped him. Earning a small yelp from your boyfriend.

“Satoru! You’re cold..” You mumbled and dragged him to your bed. Satoru chuckled at how quick you were to wrap your blanket around his cold frame.

“‘m sorry, sweetheart. Didn’t mean to startle you.” He apologized. You continued to rub your hands over the blanket that was on Satorus body, you looked up at him with a disappointing expression.

“Toru.. why’d you show up so late? If you wanted to spend the night, you could’ve texted me y’know?” You sighed, kissing his cold cheek. You brought your hands to cradle his cheek, bringing your warmth to him.

Satoru grinned, feeling relieved at the feeling of your warm hands touching him. He adored you, that’s for sure. The way your so caring for him, the way you always make sure he’s okay, everything about you just screamed perfect in his eyes.

The bag filled with creamy kikufuku’s were still in his hand, which also explained why apart of him was cold. He had originally bought so many flavors that he wanted to try, but what’s more better than trying out the new flavors than with his beautiful, wonderful girlfriend?

Now that, that was heaven.

“Baby, it’s not just that.” He pulled out the bag from under the blanket that was covering most of his body. “I bought more kikufuku! wanted you to eat these with me, love.” He grinned.

You looked at him with a blank stare. But that soon turned into an expression filled with awe. Your heart began warming up even more, Satoru came all this way just to eat mochi with you.

Satoru always had a soft spot, and he would always and only show most of that towards you. Everyone knew how much he cared for you, how he would be annoyed one second but then drooling over you the next second you show up.

He plans on having a future with you. He’s been dreaming about it, and he’s committed towards it.

“Satoru! You shouldn’t have!” The smile he oh so adored grew on your face, you began placing kisses all over his face the second he tried unboxing his bag.

“You’re s’ sweet. I love you so much, toru.” You mumbled, placing a kiss on his lips which he gladly returned.

“I love you, so much more pretty girl. Eat this with me, please?” He politely asked, pulling the small table that was beside your bed so he would be able to place the bag on something that wasn’t your comfy bed.

Before he could take everything out fully, he lifted his arm and signaled you to cuddle beside him in your blanket. You swore under your breath that you would marry this man.

You happily, snuggled in close next to him under your blanket, with your head laying on his shoulder.

The feeling of being tired completely disappeared out of your system, this was better than anything else. Nights like this, where you would spend time with Satoru is all you could ask for.

You watched as he picked up a strawberry mochi, placing it in between your lips. The cold pastry was delicious, though you’ve been running on left over food and beverages this was the best it could get.

After you took a bite, Satoru ate the rest.

“mmm! That might be my favorite,” Satoru paused to look at you, happily eating the treat. There was a few bits of the cream on the corner of your lips, which made him laugh softly before using his thumb to get rid of it.

“Hey!” You lightly yelled out, ignoring the heat building up to your cheeks. “Your opinion on the flavors change every time we eat a new flavor..” You commented and picked up another piece of the treat.

“That’s not true!” the white haired male argued, eating the piece you were going to eat.

You rolled your eyes and giggled.

“Sure, toru.”

this is my fav post that i’ve made.

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