#I ADORE THIS LOSER

[sk8thatsk8edaway]

My midterms are finished and I am so tired but HAIIII !!!! (*≧∀≦*)

love them both smmmm i love these losers

[honeydewtreacle]

Clips of my favorite lost puppydog! I may be endlessly saddened by this incarnation of him, but I can't ever bring myself to love him any less.

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[eddie-redcliffe]

[faxaway]

guess who's upset because half the DPD witnessed him get his ass beat by a perp

[joonsbubu]

sketchy wetchy from last night

[ninjagrace]

kou minamoto 🤝 improvised weapons

[asheepinfrance]

god i love him so much. art donaldduckinson. arthur. artie. he's so cute. i'm fully subscribed to the puppy art agenda, so i thought i'd take a little stab at it. smut warning, so skip if that's not your thing, but nothing uber graphic so read at your own discretion (im making it sound far more intense than it is lmao). that being said. him :))) awwwwwwwww art. aww whos a little babyyy

He’d asked you to come over to study and just study: no innuendos, no funny business. “No ulterior motives, baby, I promise.” That’s what he said, at least. Not that your sickly sweet boyfriend having ‘ulterior motives’ for having you cooped up in his dorm is necessarily the worst thing on the planet. It’s abundantly clear to you now that you should absolutely never trust a thing that man says, especially not if he’s flashing that wrinkly little smile that he knows damn well is your kryptonite.

You’re wrapped up in his hoodie (when it was transferred from him to you, you don’t know) and his arms, planted comfortably in his lap, and your nose is being pummeled by his cologne in the best way. “Baby… you know you don’t have to go, right? You could just stay, you know… with me…” He’s playing with your fingers like an anxious child, bend, then straighten, then bend again. It’s not like you don’t enjoy spending time with him, of course, bundled up in his twin XL with some shitty reality show that’s ‘just for my girl’ (yet he’s always the one that brings them up as an option). But it is late, and tomorrow you’ve got an 8 am, and you’re well aware that staying the night will mean about two collective hours of sleep between the two of you.

“Baby, I really should-” He cuts you off with a shake of his head, “Come onnnnn. Come on, please?” He’s not above groveling, clearly, mumbling dutiful little ‘please, please, please’s, each one punctuated with a kiss to your neck. You don’t budge, not because you haven’t been convinced, but to get to lavish in the affection just a bit longer. He’ll behave just the same when he’s thanking you, too. He’s kissing, nipping, biting gently into the soft skin of your shoulder through fabric. He dares to lick a stripe up your neck, flat-tongued and moaning like it’s happening to him, and you press a palm to his forehead to push him away. “What are you, a puppy?” He tilts his head and sighs through his nose just like one. 

You both know you’re staying, but he’s still trying to convince you of something, nosing at your neck and holding you tighter against him. “Please?” You’re assuming the steadily increasing insistence of a poke against your thigh has something to do with things. You’re a tease at times, sure, but you’re not cruel. You couldn’t be with the way he’s practically breathing you in, face pressed into you. “Fuck, you smell so good…” His metaphorical tail starts wagging when your turn your head to the side, nose to cheek, forehead to temple, and he can finally put his lips on yours. He hates and loves how soft you’re being, because it’s adorable, really, and he loves everything about you, but he needs and this is just making it worse.

You’re not sure when clothes came off, but you can see them in your peripheral, balled up on the floor, and the heavy heat of his bare skin is sucking the air from your lungs. All you’re certain of is that everything feels too good to care. You’re pressed against one another like an inch of space would break the moment, forehead to forehead, panting to each other’s open mouths. From your spot above him you can take in every gorgeous detail that only reveals itself when you’ve got this kind of privacy: the ruddy, flushed quality of his face, the mess of his hair splayed onto his pillow, the furrow in his brows, the deep purple that’s bleeding through from under his sweat-slick skin. He’s whimpering, whining, yipping like a wounded animal as he desperately grabs at your hips, and you’re genuinely worried about a noise complaint from his neighbors at this point, quieting him down with a shove of your fingers down his throat. He gags at the intrusion, but his enthusiasm is clear with the way he’s staring up at you through his lashes, humming around them, bobbing his head like one would on a dick (he seems too familiar with this, you’ll have to ask him about it later). He manages to finish with an almost frighteningly far-back roll of his eyes, drool dripping around your fingers and out of the corners of his mouth, and it doesn’t take you too long to follow.

You attempt to roll off him, onto your side, because the moment has ended and now you’re aware of the room smelling like the musk of sweat and sex, and you’re incredibly warm, but he whines. Whines like a fucking dog, big eyes and all. Who are you not to indulge him? The poor boy’s carding his fingers through your hair, mumbling sweet things you cannot for the life of you understand, and shaking like a leaf. No ulterior motives your ass, but hey. You’re most definitely not complaining. Who could complain about getting to fall asleep fucked-out and in the arms of someone so sweet?

[ricky-mortis]

This man has been plaguing my mind for an entire week

[nimuello]

Deku and Bakugou: Sleepy Gremlin Edition ~

[corpusdiem-seizethedead]

Angel: Husk let me fell asleep with my head in his lap and kissed my cheek when I woke up. He's so cute. I wish he liked me.

Cherri: *looks into the camera like she's on The Office*

[tavysboy]

No other love can warm my heart, now that I’ve known the comfort of your arms.

Unedited version under cut 💛

[ygamiraito]

harlan saying "i like toys :)!" and giggling will now be forever ingrained in my mind

[turtleblogatlast]

Shockingly underrated thing about Leo is that he’s legitimately charming when he wants to be?

He’s the Faceman! He’s persuasive! That’s not just some random title he gave himself with no backing to it. People will listen to him. Even if they think he’s being annoying or if they’re upset at him, people listen to him anyway! There’s a reason his bros push him out front to talk to people, and when this happens, that talking nearly always works.

Moreover, Leo knows people. He looks at them and takes into account how they act and what they’re like as he makes his way through the conversations. It’s easy to forget this aspect of Leo’s character because he only brings it out when he really needs (read: wants) to, but it really is a notable part of him that always love to see.

And I say charm in particular because he has a knack for not only getting people to pay attention, but for getting people to stay and listen to what he has to say.

[sometimesmaybespoof]

When she Half on my Life till I 2

[twentyfivemiceinatrenchcoat]

cult leader geto throws up blood if you don’t tell him you love him before he leaves for work btw

[lawshearttattos]

i have this hc of Yaku's younger sibilings calling Kuroo in an emergency. Because they're young and they have always relied on Morisuke but now their older bother is in another country so they call Kuroo for help (also Kuroo screams "big bro energy" despite not having a little brother).

Kuroo is not longer dating Morisuke but when he gets a call at midnight from one of Yaku's sibilings asking if he could pick him up Kuroo doesn't think twice. He doesn't think twice when one of them needs to move stuff into his college dorm, even if Kuroo is super busy with JVA stuff, because is volleyball season and Morisuke couldn't fly back to japan to help his brother move.

and god it drives Yaku insane. Because of course despite everything he can count on Kuroo, he can trust him with the two most important persons in his life. it makes him fall in love all over again.

Yaku's brothers try so hard to get them back together because in their eyes there's no one more perfect for Morisuke than Kuroo