Always A Dance With You.

These two are just two emo gal pals that get together to listen to MCR

Luka's looking good in the new animation, he got a glow-up! I always thought he looked a little off in the old style.

so starved for content I might go to the real hellsite (wattpad)

girls are like “I want a boyfriend” but reject everyone because none of them are their comfort characters

thinking about naruto men after you die in battle– they probably haven't even confessed, foolishly thinking they had all the time in the world to wait for the perfect moment, to wait until both of you were ready to hear and commit to it. how arrogant and delusional of them to think this world, this bitter and unforgiving world that reaps lives like they're as meaningless as weeds, would ever allow them time. how stupid of them to allow you to die without ever letting you know how much you meant– they wanted to share a life with you, walk hand in hand, wake up by your side everyday and grow old with you. no amount of tears can stop this hurt, and no amount of mourning will ever ease the blow of losing someone before they even had them. you both will die with mouths shut and this love stuck in your throats– never professing, never knowing.

how painful it is to take such love to the grave.

thinking about how shouto is so gentle and patient all of the time that it sometimes comes as a shock to you how truly powerful he is. like he'll draw his arm tight around you as you try to leave bed, sleepy and warm and clinging. and though he's just trying to cuddle into your back, it dawns on you that even when he's half-asleep and you are actually trying with all your might, you can't get his arm to budge even a fraction of an inch...

౨ৎ katsuki bakugo loves to sleep naked with you.

but not in a sexual manner, no. instead, in the most loving way imaginable. he loves to feel your plush and honey soft skin rubbing up against him. he loves how warm to the touch you feel, basking in the fervor plethora of just you. bare you.

just to rub his hands all over your body feels like heaven to a man like him. for you to be so comfortable in showing him the most beautiful body that God has given you has him almost shedding tears. he honestly feels like the luckiest man alive.

knowing he only gets to trail his fingers through every crack and crevice of you, that he’s the only one to love on your tinted brown skin is so excruciatingly satisfying. he can’t get enough of it.

no, he just can’t get enough of you.

taking kakashi out for drinks and having him complain about his students and how tired he is then he’ll get drunk and invite you to his place but the second his body hits the bed even before you can take your top off he’s snoring so you try to make him comfortable removing his vest and headband thinking he’s deep asleep, yet before you can turn away he grabs you and pulls you down to lay with him.

“you mislead me with promises of sex” you complain but let him spoon you, “turns out you just wanted to cuddle.”

“what a jerk i am” he nuzzles on your neck.

“such a jerk” you pull the duvet higher.