#HE DESERVES LOVE

[m3lodyxo]

I need a slow burn, hurt to comfort, sad ending, heart-wrenching, violently crying, throwing up and screaming till your throat is raw love story with this man where you die in his arms taking a bullet for him or something 😔 look at him.

And it's gonna be right after a heartfelt moment between the two.

Please if there's a fic of this man receiving love and care from us SEND ME THE LINK. i CAN'T anymore.

I need a good cry but also just let me hold him

"I could fix him" *loud incorrect buzzer* I've accepted him as he is (I'm sorry to my mutuals, I can't anymore. The voices are louder than reason)

[follows-the-bees]

Just a Stede appreciation post.

He looks bad ass and hot as hell.

He stands up for his crew and his friends against the bullies who tried to bring him down his whole life.

He loves with all his heart.

He is the consent king!

I love Stede Bonnet, his sass, his ability to just leave when he wants to, how he stands up for his loved ones, his dimples, how he tries to fix things once he figures out something is wrong.

[littlewastelander]

real pic of me on here looking for maccready content

[reveryfics]

Insomnia

Pairings: Bruce Banner x Male reader

Summary: You keep having night terrors, scared Bruce will leave once you wake up which results in episodes of insomnia.

A/n: I wont lie i got drunk half way through writing this, so its incredibly short. Slightly based on my horrid insomnia as of late, and because Bruce needs some love. Basically angst with fluff.

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The clock on the wall ticked relentlessly, its hands sweeping across the darkened room. A dim glow emanated from the television screen, casting eerie shadows on the walls. A male sat motionless on the couch, a half-empty mug of coffee clutched in his hands. His eyes, heavy-lidded and bloodshot, were fixed on the flickering screen, yet his mind was far away.

Recent nights had been plagued by nightmares, vivid and terrifying, that had left him shaken and sleepless. Tonight was no different. The images from his dreams still lingered, haunting his thoughts. He longed for the comfort of Bruce's presence, his warm embrace, and the soothing cadence of his voice. Yet he somehow felt it wouldn't make a difference.

He glanced at the clock again, his heart pounding in his chest. It was late, much later than Bruce had said he would be home. A wave of worry washed over him. Had Bruce actually left like he feared?

He stood up and paced nervously around the room, his mind racing with worst-case scenarios. He tried to calm himself, to reason with his anxious thoughts. But it was difficult. The longer Bruce was gone, the more his fears grew.

The sharp click of the door lock echoed through the quiet apartment, startling the male from his reverie. A tired smile crept across his lips as he turned to see his fiancé standing in the doorway. Bruce, looking a bit surprised, returned the smile.

"Trouble sleeping?" Bruce asked, raising an eyebrow.

His fiancé sighed and sank into the couch. "Is it that obvious?"

Bruce set his belongings aside, kicking off his shoes and shrugging out of his coat. He wasn’t oblivious to his fiancé’s unease, nor to the late hour. Bruce knew all too well how past traumas could resurface in unexpected ways.

Excusing himself, he quickly changed into something comfortable, shedding the scent of the lab. Returning to the couch, he found his partner waiting.

“Want to talk about it?” Bruce asked gently.

The younger man leaned into Bruce’s embrace, finding solace in the steady rhythm of his heartbeat. “It’s the same old worries,” he confessed, his voice barely a whisper. “The ones that have haunted me since we first met.”

Bruce gathered his fiancé into his arms, his touch gentle and reassuring. As he stroked his lover's back, his voice was soft and comforting. "I'll always be here for you," he promised. "The thought of leaving you never crosses my mind."

“You shouldn't have to keep telling me just for my brain to believe it for only a while.” He sighed.

Bruce's heart swelled with each repetition. If his fiancé could feel the depth of his love, then any number of "I love you's" was worth it. "I'll never grow weary of saying it," he hummed contentedly.

They lingered in the quiet moment, their bodies entwined. As time slipped away, they surrendered to the comforting silence and warmth, drifting off to sleep on the couch.

[babieshowclown]

Doodles I drew having fun and feeling free

[suhstaste]

nash giving grayson the ring and asking him “why not you gray?” actually meant SO SO much to me

[morphosmeliae]

follow up from my last post i was sad bc i was rewatching sk8 the infinity cause i miss them and the homosexual tension between reki and langa through all of that drama was apparently too much for my heart they just been through so much and i love them so so much esp reki if any of you hurt him again i will destroy the world and then myself please he is my world i want to hug him so badly

digital watercolour time for him because I MISS HIM AND I LOVE AND APPRECIATE HIS EXISTENCE HE IS IRREPLACEABLE AND GIVES ME JOY

[palaxy27]

HAPPY BIRTHDAYTO OUR FAVORITE COTTON CANDY HAIR BOY!!!!

I got horribly sick today but I was able to finish it 😎, late 😔 but I don't care.

[rosietrace]

I have this unfathomable urge to make my blog Luka themed

[putthesefoolishambitionstorest]

SELF-INDULGENT ELDEN RING FIC MORGOTT/TARNISHED OMG! I've been wanting to make this for awhile and voila it's here :) It isn't perfect but I had fun writing it and hopefully it turns into a long fic.

HE HAS SUCH LOVELY HANDS OMG ❤️❤️

[cottoncandy-cult]

Little Miracle

Kisame x Child! Reader

I know I write a lot of family stuff, from kids to siblings but I just find it cute. The kind of bond a man can form with his child, regardless of blood. It helps me get out certain ideas and work up inspiration for other things. Can you tell I have family issues yet?

The blue man was walking quietly through the woods, he had returned to the base after a long mission and wanted to take a dip in his favorite lake. It was somewhat near the base but just far enough in the woods to be hidden from anyone following any trail, the male actually greatly enjoyed his alone time. Though when he arrived, he noticed something was different, there was a basket floating on the water. It looked to have been there a bit, but strangely hadn't sunk. As he got closer, he heard soft whining, making him rush more than he was willing to admit. He stripped off his cloak and jumped in, once close enough he drug the basket to the edge of the lake and set it down on land before getting out.

Moving the damp blanket off the basket, he spotted a tiny infant inside. It was wrapped in a pink blanket, so he assumed it was a little girl, her skin was incredibly pale, and her lips had begun to turn blue. He became somewhat aware that her blanket was slightly damp. She was frail and underweight, and for some reason this pissed him off to no end. Sure, he could be blood thirsty, and yes, he has killed A LOT of people. But this was a baby, abandoned to suffer and die in this lake. He was fast to stand and lift the baby quickly, grabbing his cloak the shark man wrapped her up in it and rushed back to the base. He had come in right before a meeting it seemed, meaning everyone was sitting around in the living room. Konan was the first to notice the infant and stood from her spot, seeming alarmed by his appearance and sudden barging in. "Kisame? What's wrong?..." She and Pein approached him, watching as he adjusted his arms to show them the baby girl much more clearly. "I found her floating on the lake..." Konan seemed astonished as she looked at the baby, gently taking her from him and cradling her close. "Poor thing..." She looked to Pein pleadingly, the ginger male gave her a blank look as her eyes remained locked with his. "Fine... We can keep her... Itachi we have a mission for you." He had turned to the male immediately as he spoke in an exacerbated tone, making the weasel roll his eyes. Everyone knew Itachi had practically raised Sasuke, so it was logical he'd be the one sent out to get the things they would likely need.

                 🍼3 Months Later🍼

It had been 3 months since little (Y/N) came into the Akatsuki, Kisame had stepped up as her guardian immediately. Of course, Itachi had been having to teach him how to care for the child, but the shark man didn't mind the work as it was surprisingly taxing and reminded him how long it had been since someone had tested his endurance. (Y/N) loved him like no other, always smiling and giggling when he was around. He had honestly enjoyed it, (Y/N) loved him unconditionally no matter what he did or looked like. Right now, the large man was holding her close to his chest, he was simply wandering around the base in his Pj pants and tank top. It was late at night, and he was trying to put (Y/N) back to sleep, this had become a midnight constant. He was tired but patient, he was a night owl anyways and probably would have just gone out to the lake for a swim if she had stayed asleep.

The other's had surprisingly taken to the little girl, Kakuzu had even taken to bringing her little gifts on his way back from missions. Pein was fine with it because thanks to the little girl teamwork among the organization had increased, thus increasing productivity and income. He grinned as he looked down to see her eyes drifting to a close, one large hand reached up and stroked her cheek gently. "Heh... Our little miracle..."

                   🍡5 Years Later🍡

"Daddy!" Kisame had looked up with a grin, he and Itachi had been away for a week on a mission, and he had missed his little girl. They had been on the trail back to the base, the boulder in front was already in view and so was his little girl. He had stopped, quickly kneeling down and opening his arms. (Y/N)'s smile only widened as she ran right into his embrace, as he lifted her up, she wrapped her legs around his waist and clung to him like a baby koala. "Welcome home daddy." He grinned as she cuddled into him, his footsteps lulling the little girl into sleep before they even made it back to the boulder. "I'm glad to be home... My little Miracle..."

[wrathyforest]

[knoepfl]

Okay wait. I am like a heavily obsessed Horror Movie Person and people who read my fanfictions know I love Stu Macher. I just looked for Stu Macher x reader because I need it and I found literally only found Stu Macher x Reader x Billy Loomis and I don't know why there is no single one with just Stu?!

I get it. Billy and Stu are cute together heck they might even be gay but PLEASE. There are so many Billy x Reader why isn't there Stu x Reader?! He deserves it! He's amazing and hot and sexy and goofy he's just perfect!!! We need, no wait I NEED MORE STU! So please dear fanfict writers PLEASE write more about Stu. He deserves it. He died in a very sad way and he needs atleast some kind of attention😭

Please tell me if I'm the only one thinking that😭

[reggiekinnie2]

I have come to realize that I just want Steve Harrington to be loved by multiple people in multiple ways

My ships:

Steve/Tommy/Carol

Steve/Jonathan

Steve/Jonathan/Nancy

Steve/Billy

Steve/Eddie

Steve/Billy/Eddie

In conclusion, GIVE THIS MAN LOVE! GIVE THIS MAN A HAPPY, HEALTHY RELATIONSHIP!!!

[sillygirlb]

A dex fanart bc he needs more love ^w^

[the-madmarchhare]

Finally figured out how to draw pyro 😌