Have Any Of Y’all Ever Just Wanted To Scream Out At The Top Of Your Lungs Vice You Found Something

This big ol’ Dino obsessed bean stalk will forever have the largest spot in my heart 😭

tsukishima warms up to you after a while of dating him. at first he recoils at physical affection because he’s not used to it, but once he realizes how touch starved he is after you guys cuddle for the first time, he becomes CLINGY.

when tsukishimas sleepy, hes clingy. when you wake up in the middle of the night and try to unravel from his arms to reach for your phone to check the time, his arm immediately wraps around you and pulls you back toward him, so your chest is flat against his back.

“kei, wait. i just wanna check the time.” you mumble, putting your hand on his bicep. “you can do that later.” tsukishima grumbles, holding you tighter against him. “look, the sun’s not even out yet. you can check it later.”

he’s especially clingy when he wakes up and you aren’t there, but instead in the kitchen, making pancakes with strawberries. he scares you by pressing his chest against your back yet again, icy cold fingers slithering around your waist. “why didn’t you wake me up?” he asks, raspy morning voice filling in the silence. “wanted to surprise you.” you say, slightly smiling as you flip the last pancake.

he’s especially clingy in aftercare, wiping you down, giving you a bath, and changing the sheets. afterwards he makes sure you’re comfortable, and lays you down on his chest, making you smile and melt into his touch.

“you’re so clingy, y’know that? i love that you are though, ‘ts just unexpected from you.” you mumble into his neck, kissing it.

tsukishima rolls his eyes, scoffing. “i’ve never felt as comfortable with anyone as i do with you.” he ignores how on fire he was, that if you were to look up you’d see how red. he moves his glasses from the bed to the nightstand, and you whine, putting his hand on your back. “why’d you move it?” you whine.

he chuckles. “i just had to move my glasses so they wouldn’t break while i sleep. you’re so clingy, y’know that?” tsukishima replies, mocking you. you giggle and he continues to rub his hands up and down your back nonetheless, turning off the nightlight.

“yeah yeah whatever, i love you kei.” you say as you drift off to sleep, a small smile on tsukishimas face as he quietly joins you. “i love you too.”

very ib by kentoloves drabble on this too!

Card Collector (Eren x Reader)

Masterlist

Pairing: Eren x Reader

Summary: Eren Yeager loves virgins.

Content Warnings: Fuckboy!Eren, manipulation, breeding, dub/non con, loss of virginity, first time, blood / blood kink, corruption, slight size kink, drugs / alcohol

Word Count: 2.8k+

A/N: Based on the crack fic I wrote for June’s birthday. To atone for my sins ig.

Thank you to @eremiie​ for beta reading this for me !!! Love you, sexy <3 

You weren’t sure how you got here, pressed against the wall, your lips slotted against Eren Jaeger’s. The Eren Jaeger; notorious for the copious amount of girls he’s fucked around with. You’d never given him an ounce of attention before, couldn’t care less about him. You had no interest in becoming one of the many heart broken, well fucked women in his artillery. Yet here you were, his fingers buried deep in your cunt and his mouth brushing gently against your ear, whispering. 

“Never been finger fucked like this before, have you?” Eren’s lips found your neck, nipping at the skin before he lifted his gaze to meet yours, pushing his tongue into your mouth. “Bet you’ve never been finger fucked at all.” 

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finding out making up whole detailed scenarios with fictional characters in your head is a “sign of mental illness”

My new obsession 😮‍💨✨💅

┊.˚🪩 ༘┊͙ 𝐒𝐂𝐑𝐈𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐃 𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐒 ; ↳ as a rising star in the tumultuous world of hollywood, you're handed a golden opportunity to boost your career – a fake relationship. what your manager forgot to mention? your leading man is none other than satoru gojo, hollywood's notorious fuckboy. easy? well, not exactly.

pairing: fem!reader x satoru gojo tags: smau/partially written; actor/actress!au, fuckboy!gojo, jjk is a live-action show in this au, fluff/angst/humor/eventual smut length: 1/?? note: AAAAAAAAA im a sucker for fake dating, actor au trope. enjoy besties! <3

[disclaimer: the way the reader is portrayed is just for the reason of style/posing! this is not what the reader looks like (she should look like however you’d like her to!) just wanted to clarify!! <3]

PROFILES ↳ y/n's besties ↳ gojo's group ↳ others

ONE – hold on, i'm dating who?

TWO – the deal

THREE – he will be a pain in the ass

FOUR – satoru, don’t be a whore

FIVE – act like you like her

SIX – meeting and matching hoodies

SEVEN – exclusive! satoru gojo’s party

I’ve never seen a truer statement

He's a walking green thumb green flag.

Waking up

~300 words, fluff, Giyuu x GN reader Masterlist

Giyuu was warm. His body was floating amongst fluffy clouds, everything fuzzy and diluted. He slowly became aware of his heartbeat, blood thrumming through his veins, air breathed in and out. 

He hadn’t dreamed today, his mind filing the thought as a positive one as he woke up at a tortoise’s pace.

“Mhmm.”

He registered warmth pressed against his right arm and the presence of another person at his side - his lover. 

Unbidden, a smile graced his lips, and he slowly turned onto his side to see you head on. 

He traced your features with his eyes, selfishly hoping you would wake up and gift him your attention. He felt like a scoundrel for wanting more, always greedy for every drop of your affection. Giyuu never deserved it though, he perhaps never would…

Yet that didn’t stop him from entangling himself into your life, stealing your heart for his own, imprinting himself onto and into your body - and he devoted himself to you in turn. If only in the mornings, the devotion was his way of life, prayers falling upon your ears, an unholy man worshiping something holy.

Goosebumps appeared on your skin, the minute movement of your body immediately alerting him to your discomfort. It was winter after all. 

Giyuu scooted closer and put his arm around you, adjusting the blanket. He buried his nose in your hair, which still smelled like the aromatic oil you put in after bath yesterday. For a minute, he just breathed you in. The warmth was intoxicating, it seeped into the marrow of his bones and filled him with contentment. 

He cherished you, he adored you ardently. 

At times, he wished he could stay in your embrace forever, forget the demons and the fighting and pain. You were his solace, his peace, his relief.

He breathed you in, and promised to himself to never let you go.

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Y’all just stop to think about how COVID-19 is just a Pokémon trainer trying to catch them all?

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The only problem is that we are the Pokémon....

IM NOT CRYING YOU ARE 🥺

Hiya! Hope you’re doing well! Checked out some of your work, and absolutely loved it! You’re an amazing writer.

If you’re still taking requests, what about a fluff/comfort with Angel Dust x reader? Like reader helps take care of him after the shoots with Val and one night, Angel returns the favor by taking care of reader after a rough night?

omg of course! Love Angel so so much.

i hope you enjoy and thank you for your ask and your patience on this!!!

warnings: mention of abuse, physical abuse, it’s angel and he works for val and val sucks in the show… so that’s this. val sucking-not in a good way but in a bad way.

some nights were harder than others and you could always tell when it had been a hard shoot day for angel. he’d walk into the hotel, his shoulders drooped a bit, his hair just a little bit more floppy and his eyes always had these shadows that seemed they would never leave.

this night wasn’t a bad night, it was a down right horrible night. angel came into the hotel, and quickly made his way up the stairs and to his room. you watched as he spoke to no one, and quickly got up to follow him. you walked through his door at the end of the hall, only to be greeted by a shirtless angel, a bruise forming across his ribs and a few cuts on his arm.

“what the fuck happened to you?” you asked coming closer, stopping when angel backed away.

“i don’t need ya help. get out.” he muttered, an icy tone slicing through.

“your bleeding. i’m not leaving until i bandage you.” you say plainly, grabbing the first aid kit and sitting on his bed. he glares at you and you see his black eye. your face darkens. “what the hell did he do?” you ask, not saying his name like it was a bad omen that could call him back to angel.

“nothing i can’t handle.” angel responds back, crossing his arms and then grimacing at the pain. you watch him, waiting for him to finally let you help him. this game of cat and mouse happened every time until angel finally gave it up.

angel sighed and then sat down next to you. you quickly moved, kneeling between his legs as you bandaged his ribs, working on his arms next, treating and bandaging the wounds there. he played with your ears as you did so and each time the treatment you put on would sting, he’d yank your ears a bit, gasping with the pain. he murmured his apologies each time and each time you whispered that it was okay. finally, you got something cool and had him hold it to his eye and helped him lay down in a comfortable spot.

you deposited the first aid kit in his bathroom and came back, sitting on the edge of the bed. you gently combed your hand through the tufts on his head, as angel finally cried. each cry punctuated with a gasp because of his ribs. your quiet shushing and gentle touch calming him down u til he was finally asleep. you settled fat nuggets in front of him and laid down in front of him and fat nuggets, between angel and the door, ensuring whoever came in would see you first but that you could intercept anyone who might’ve wanted to come in. angel was always there for you and you were glad you could be there for him.

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many times you taking care of angel or vice versa was always returned. this time the reciprocation happened quickly as two days later, you were helping with some of the cleaning and renovations for the hotel. alastor had been in a mood all day, and finally snapped. you just happened to be the first one he laid eyes on, so you were the one who got the verbal assault.

“can you do nothing right?” alastor asked coldly.

“w-what?” you whispered, this being the last thing you want to deal with, and the last thing you could deal with today.

“you are incompetent. how many ways does it need to be said?” he asked, and at that point it was enough. tears flooded your eyes as you stood there and he continued to berate you, until angel came up, dropping off something nifty needed and heard alastor talking at you.

“no. no. we’re not doing this. cmon.” angel said taking you with him as you were still crying.

“i was not done talking, angel.” alastor exclaimed as angel led you away.

“welp, ya are now smiles!” angel said, glaring at alastor. “learn some fucking empathy and then maybe it can be a longer convo next time.” angel quickly takes you to your room, grabs your favorite stuffed animal and a bottle of water and sits you down on the bed.

“i’ll be right back, okay?” he asks and you nod, still hiccuping slightly. angel comes back quickly, with snacks and your favorite movie. your eyes widen as you see the snacks and the movie.

“movie night okay with ya?” he asks. you nod and settle back on your bed as angel hops up and sets the snacks between you both, taking a sip of your water. he pulls you into him and squeezes. “don’t let things that ahitty people say get to ya doll.” he murmurs. “you’re doin’ jus’ fine.”