#I haaaaaaaaate this

[katyspersonal]

I don't want to go to the hospital ;-; I am afraid

[aberooski]

TW: puking my brains out 😭

I was gonna try and finish season 2 for the GX rewatch today since we've only got 3 episodes left, but I have to go to my grandma's again this afternoon but I also just threw the absolute fuck up a little bit ago and I'm very upset I just feel awful, breakfast has been making me feel just so nauseous and sick lately and I literally just had toast and a glass of milk this morning and I started feeling sick, I took a few sips of water hoping that would help and I almost threw up so I ran to the bathroom just in case and I'm glad I did because a couple minutes later I just puked my brains out for like less than a minute but it felt like forever and I still feel horrendous and I never wanna put any other food or liquid in my body ever again.

So long story short, I don't know if I'm gonna be up to liveblogging the S2 finale today...

[seiwas]

cw: pro-hero bakugo, reader has boobs, kind of explicit/nsfw? idk i describe boobs, reader is smaller and shorter than bakugo, unedited sawry

bakugo's muscle tee looks as ill-fitting as it'll ever be draped over you.

there are reasons for this, perfectly founded and logical reasons for why that is—the main one being that, it's, well, his; two, maybe even three sizes larger than what it should be to fit you properly.

but, he can't stop staring, and there are reasons for that too—the main one being that, it's his, and yet, the only way he can ever imagine it now is when it's being worn by you.

your hips sway to the song you've been humming for the past five minutes. it's the same one, the chorus on a perpetual loop. he's sure it's the only part you know; you do this often enough that it's the only part he knows now, too.

the hem of his tee hits right at the top of your thighs, concealing just enough to tease, but he’s confident that if you reach up even the slightest bit for the cupboard overhead, there'll be nothing to hide.

he feels a little bit like a creep like this, watching as he stands in the middle of your shared living room, but it's impossible too look away—you've got to be doing this on purpose, right?

heat flares inside of him when you turn your body ever so slightly, the armhole of his muscle tee large enough to give him the clearest view of skin—

he gulps.

it's smooth, sloping just right; the side view of your under boob curves into its perfect shape and he can imagine it, feel—

(is this considered perving if he's been with you for years?)

the pan in front of you sizzles as you plop in god knows what. you pour in something from the side and wait, one hand propped on the hip you pop out. then, you pick up the pan, attempting to flip what's inside (probably a pancake, now that he thinks about it).

it’s hard to focus on what you’re cooking though, especially when all he sees is plump flesh jiggling, bouncing as you further agitate the pan.

he just got the pants of this suit readjusted, and now they're fucking tight.

bakugo normally runs hot; it’s kind of part of his dna. but this warmth is different, flushing him from head to toe. it creeps up the side of his neck, painting the tips of his ears a blooming red.

you turn around then, plopping the pancake on the plate atop the counter behind you.

"oh! you're done," you greet him with a smile. so. fucking. casually.

as if your tits aren't fucking peaking against the gray fabric of his tee.

as if you think he buys the fake innocence poorly concealing that sly, conniving look in your pretty eyes.

as if you aren't standing in front of him in his muscle tee, wearing nothing underneath it like you didn’t do this on purpose. like you don’t know what it fucking does to him.

his eyes squint suspiciously, deep vermillion staring straight into yours.

you tilt your head, the tips of your lashes kissing the top of your cheekbones as you blink. you reach for a bottle of honey.

“everything okay?” you ask, voice syrupy, sickeningly sweet.

your movements play in front of him languidly, the corner of your lips curling up slightly as you smirk. honey catches on your finger as you pop open the bottle cap.

he’s supposed to be out the door in five minutes if he wants to make it in time for a meeting at the agency. technically, he should already be there if he wants to keep up his track record of consistently being fifteen minutes too early.

but you start to approach him, rounding the kitchen island. there’s a narrow space between him and the slab of marble, but you slide into it like it was made for you.

he’s certain it was, from the way the tip of your nose brushes against his as you tiptoe. your tits are right fucking there, brushing against the skintight material of his suit.

there’s too much fucking fabric if you ask him, between cotton and spandex.

your grin widens, and he feels hot, the heat from his cheeks radiating.

then you whisper, still saccharine, “breakfast is ready,” before kissing him on the lips lightly. a short peck, soft in the way that promises more before you slip away, giggling in your retreat.

he huffs, watching you leave. his feet shift as he thinks.

five minutes, huh?

like hell he’s going to eat these damn pancakes for breakfast today.

[pokemonshelterstories]

arceus really looked at chimchar and said "what if we had another mankey but get this: it sets its farts on fire." and then somebody surrendered one to us

[schroedingerscryptid]

rip gregory house you'd have loved dr ratio from honkai star rail

[erismourn]

I needed some headshots for work so here you go I guess

[teddybeartoji]

guuuhhh..,.,. thinking about toji pounding amab reader

toji cooing to him as he gets closer and closer until he bursts! but toji doesn’t stOP AND KEEPS GOING 😦 now reader is overstimulated and making all kinds of pretty noises that toji just can’t get enough of

TOJI AND OVERSTIM YEAH YEAH YEAHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! you bet he's jerking you off at the same time btw he fucking loooves doing that he needs to make sure you're properly fucked out of your mind yk he takes this very seriously!!!!!!!!!!!! he'll tease you he'll coo at you he'll tell you to keep crying out his name because he's so close now and you want him to fill you up right?

[justplaindeviant]

I finished Wan! finally and there was just something I couldn't get out of my head.

That is all.

[vinteraltus]

Me seeing bts pics of the Buck, Chim, Eddie, and Hen:

Me seeing Gerrard in any of those pics:

[choking-on-roses]

"I would love to be a vampire I wouldn't be afraid of immortality I'm different" oh please you people can't even handle 3 months of the sun going down at 5pm without getting depressed. Imagine thousands of years with no sunlight and no more fancy drinks or little treats from the store.

[compassmili]

living with ur mother will have you wanting a job in order to get out of the house

[protoctist]

on one hand I think tapering down my ssri dosage has improved my energy (I'm waking up marginally earlier! I actually have time to make pour overs before work!) however I think I am also going to explode ocd styles

[moredifferentthanusual]

if i were writing batman comics id make each of his kids a light mirror the same way each villain is a dark mirror. and the first comic id write would be about a person on death row. batman arrested them after they violently murdered someone and theyve been given the death penalty. cass decides to break them out because she's against the death penalty. outside the prison she runs into jason who's doing the same thing. evidence of how the people the guy had killed had victimised them first was deemed inadmissible in court but jason found out and he thinks its pretty damn relevant so he's gonna prevent the guy dying. cass and jason are at odds ideologically normally but decide to team up to get this guy out. they succeed, they're on the run, and batman is called to reapprehend the guy. after a series of bruce pursuing and jason and cass trying to evade they finally meet and fight. bruce obvs can't win against them but does a clever trick to win anyway because batman always wins but then he hesitates as his kids protest the guy deserves to live, giving them the chance to escape. close on batman looking somber as someone says something about the law vs morality

[fyodior]

tidal temptations is making me tidally tempted to take my own life

[wakaposting]

thinking about the full DVD set purchase bonus again

[lastweeksshirttonight]

John at Barack Obama's inauguration, 2008