#i want to hug him

[p-papiru]

My baby 🥹💕

[pearllikeme]

Caleb <3 (edit by me)

[aurus-3d]

The end of the last school year. Going back to Cokeworth (Young Severus, my precious)

[puddledfishhh]

"it's still you"

[makoredeyes]

“What’s your name?”

“What?”

“You gave me a name. What’s yours?”

“I haven’t thought about it.”

The first few entries of The Liar are so painful, and Fel sitting there with his head on his knees just kills me… but then he picks up and fucking trolls Felspring into orbit bless him. I always got the feeling he didn’t like her naming him and that the matching name was revenge. And whaddaya know, she doesn’t like it either. Cx

I started this one quite a while ago and it’s been sitting here demanding attention that I really wanted to give it, but I guess Felwinter’s apathy sank into the page a bit because it took over a month? Idk. Finally done tho 💜

[levitiquee]

Touching Levi for the first time, taking it slow, just the barest graze of your fingers against his cheek but his eyes are squeezed shut and his breathing heavy and he has pure agony etched into his face because holy shit, he might just break.

Because you were so soft. So gentle with him, so good, so slow, so kind.

And the way you were looking at him, with so much love, it's too much for him, he thought. He doesn't deserve that. He doesn't deserve you.

And no one in his life has ever touched him like that.

For the first time, he realized, physical contact doesn't always have to be followed by pain. It's not always a punch in the face or fingers around his throat. Sometimes, it can be this.

And he's praying, praying to what or for what, he isn't sure, but he's begging, he's fucking begging, dear goddamn world, don't take this away from him, let him have this.

And 'Humanity's strongest' was a joke, he thought. Because right now he feels as though he's made of glass, cracking under your bare fingers.

Touching Levi for the first time and he never lets you go after that

[kdrawsstuff]

Was feeling sad so… I made him do a comfort. I love comfort characters yayayaya

I’m so normal I promise.

[bakubunny]

Ahhhhhh congrats on 2.5K!!! If I may be so bold…. Um um um…. maybe a little blueberry lemon pie for a chubby gal? With Shiggy or Dabi or Hawks? :3 AH this is such a fun menu <333

okay okay. i put this one off until i had a minute because it was sent in a couple days past the deadline, but i can’t let a long time mutual go unanswered. <3 i hope this was worth the wait! thanks so much for being here, love!

tw: dark content, stalking, captive darling, dubcon/noncon

name: shigaraki tomura

order: blueberry lemon pie

blueberry lemon: yandere!tomura is both a gamer and a recluse… an obsessive one. he met you online one day. your voice was so pretty, he couldn’t get it out of his head. he tried to act normal and cool when you wanted to be friends on discord, invited him to where you hang out with all your other in game friends. but the saccharine, smooth lilt of your voice stuck in the back of his mind for weeks on end. you maybe flirted with him a bit every now and then, or so he thought, but he wasn’t sure…. then one day, you posted a picture in one of the group chats. nothing special, just you with your dog. that’s when the claws of his obsession sunk in deep - he had to know who you were; your pretty, chubby cheeks made his skin itch and his stomach turn in a way he couldn’t ignore.

it didn’t take him long to find your address based on the background. took him only a few more weeks to craft a plan to make you all his own, his pretty little gamer girl stuck in his basement. he tracked you down, knocked on your door late one night, and for some stupid reason, you answered.

“hey, dollface. you look even prettier in real life,” tomura said with a sadistic grin.

that was six weeks ago, the day your fate was sealed by a man with cracked lips and a wild look in is eye. now tomura kept you bound in his room and naked when he was home. your hands stayed bound and your collar tied to his desk when your body wasn’t bound to his bed in all your teary eyed glory, begging to be let go. but you didn’t understand just yet that you were now his. his soft little doll, his muse, to do with as he pleased. he made you keep his cock warm during long sessions of gaming, dug his fingers into the plush of your thighs as stress relief no matter how sore your poor jaw or cunt was. he took out all his anger with his dick in your tight, plump ass whenever he rage quit. he fucked you every night until you couldn’t think, until you cried, watched in awe the way your cute tummy jiggled with every punishing thrust….

but tomura wasn’t all mean. some days, he clung to you. he gently sucked on and played with your tits if you’d let him, asking so timidly it was almost heartbreaking. he’d bury his face in your warm, pillowy flesh, aching just to feel your skin against his when his mind wouldn’t quiet down. he rocked his hips into yours slowly until there were tears in his eyes, waiting for the day his darling doll would love him back.

[bozowha]

Batter stumbles upon a sleeping “elsen”.

[love-fictional-ppl]

A/N: was supposed to be longer but I felt like this was good so we gonna keep it a blurb😭

Nightmares are something Lucifer is used to unfortunately. Not because he has them particularly, but because his brothers fall victim too often, Lucifer has had his share of nightmares as well though.

If and when Lucifer had nightmares, it would be about the celestial war. About how many angels died because of him. About his sister, forced to be human in order to survive.

Tonight was another night where Lucifer became a hostage in his own personal hell. Him fighting surrounded by his brethren. Him falling and losing his wings. Him bargaining with diavolo. Him saying goodbye…

By the time she was torn from him, he always would wake up sweating with tears running down his face. This time he at least had you next to him, so when he violently sat up you awoke with him.

“Lucifer, it’s three in the morning,” once letting your eyes adjust you see the tears, “hey what happened?”

Heart racing and panting, he recounts how his dream went. Once you soak in his words you simply lean over and hug him.

You lay down pulling his head onto your chest with you. “I’m here now, sweetheart,” is all you tell him before you both drift back to sleep.

[katalnitskaya]

Father Vinsmoke hasn't let me go for 2 months now since the post of @hunnismokah and I already have a church au with him lol sorry please I can't stop I love him so much I'm OBSESSED

I can write about this au in more detail but I'm a little embarrassed hehehhe pls tell me if u interested

My Instagram.

[mythicalartistx]

Vanitas in the novels is not what I expected....

I saw someone BBS sections online and it was just the Vanitas sections and it was worse than I thought.

I knew everytime you hurt or kill Unversed, Vanitas feels pain. That I knew and was sad. I knew the novels had more added extra details about that, BUT I DIDN'T EXPECT HIM TO BE SO SAD AND JUST WANTED TO STOP FEELING PAIN

That's why he looked so sad when Ventus defeated him. He only wanted to feel whole again so he wouldn't feel hurt or pain.

He was so miserable. He questioned his existence. He felt pain because he was separated. He hated looking at Ven, but when MX brought him to Eraqus he then started to missed him.

All the pain, sadness, nervous, and basically any emotions would create unversed. And he hated the sight of the Unversed as they also made him feel weak. When he destroyed them and it caused him to feel intense and physical pain. But it also made Vanitas feel slightly better because the Unversed being alive made him miserable. However the pain was so intense and it often made him create more Unversed because of it in an endless cycle.

He hated Ventus cause he got to live happily without feeling anything. He also reminded him of how weak he was because when they were one person he used to be weak and timid, but when separated Ven grew stronger due to Eraqus, Aqua, and Terra's influence. When Vanitas saw his other half, after Sora's heart touched both of theirs, he despised him and wanted to hurt him.

Vanitas actually didn't really want anything to do with MX but only helped him so it makes the pain go away. MX often told him the pain and hurting will make him stronger and to use those feelings. Vanitas only really went with him and wanted to forge the χ-blade and connect so he will stop hurting.

He just wanted to feel better and it's like really sad.

And MX often laughed at his pain or just watched , not doing a single thing.

Also sometimes MX would hurt and fight Vanitas to make him stronger and then disappear. And Vanitas would just be in the keyblade graveyard alone and hurt. Because of how alone he was and how much pain and all the sad feelings he got, he turned cold and a bit twisted. He didn't know nice things for himself, he only saw other people having this and it was never him.

It's just all so sad.

The parts that were just about his creation is just so 😔😔🥹💔

Like he still did all those things but it's understandable where he's coming from now. You feel bad for him now and NOW MORE THAN EVER he should get redeemed.

I already thought he should be redeemed because of how he was in his KH3 battle and he can stay as darkness if he wants but still be friends with them and maybe feel better.

GIVE HIM A HUG PLEASE he deserves it even if he bites

He's a silly little chaotic guy that deserves to be loved

[lostfirefly]

Priceless 😁

Love love love him!

One more gif is added 😁

[yonglixx]

🥺

[gojoidyll]

Neuvillette x Reader

warnings: light angst, fluff at the end

(not gender specific btw)

You didn't know what to expect when first getting into a relationship with the Chief Justice of Fontaine, but what you did know was that you were craving touch.

It was no surprise when someone would figure out that you were touch starved for the most basic of things (like handholding). And the one thing you craved for more was none other than just a simple hug. And who else would give you one when your significant other just so happened to Neuvillette.

However, ever since getting into a relationship with him, you couldn't help but feel clingy (too clingy), and you hated that feeling. So in his presence you always tried to make yourself smaller. Talk quieter. Not hold his hand as much. To just not be so annoying.

And that was killing you. Not literally, but it still felt like death itself since physical touch was your most prominent form of how you express your love. Since you never got the chance to actually experience what love was.

Luckily, Neuvillette wasn't the chief justice for shits and giggles. He notices things better than most, and ever since you entered his life - he notices everything. He knows when your mad, happy, sad...even when he is unsure of how to act or how he feels that his own emotions aren't reaching yours...he knows you.

And he only ever wants to know you. Only you. Since you were the one person that he allowed himself to become intimate with.

So knowing how you show you love, and knowing how much quieter you've become. He wasn't afraid to make the first step to show you that he doesn't want you to stop being who you are just because he doesn't understand how to properly describe his own feelings towards a human.

And you learn in that moment what its like to hug Neuvillette for the first time. The way he holds you so tenderly, so close that it makes your eyes widen, your lips slightly parted as they tremble.

Your life hasn't been easy, never has. At one point you've even thought that you wouldn't get to express love or get someone to express to you what it was like to be loved.

Yet even as a few tears fall and your arms raise up to trap Neuvillette against you, you understand that even though you didn't know what to expect in a relationship with Neuvillette that this was what you needed all along.

It was ok. He was here. And you were here too.

[codychristiantreasures]

Omg..