#I want him :((((

[heavensentkate]

me nd him

[spiritkissin]

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just thinking about obsessive!art today…

౨ৎ art would first meet you at stanford, in the hallways of the dorm rooms.

౨ৎ you were looking for your room, pacing around the hallways with the number of your supposed dorm room written down on a crumpled piece of paper.

౨ৎ art was entranced by you the second he saw you, that little confused look on your face, he would watch you fidget and squirm for a minute more before deciding to approach.

౨ৎ “hi.” he smiled, leaning down slightly to catch your eyes. “I see you’re, uh.. having some issues there?” art would chuckle quietly, his own little attempt at easing your mind.

౨ৎ “oh, well, yeah… it’s just- I was looking for my dorm but I’m not sure where it is exactly.” you shrugged, handing art your schedule. He nodded and looked over your schedule.

౨ৎ …. He paused. Art knew he was getting a roommate, he just figured it was going to be some frat bro who was out drinking all the time, but not you.

౨ৎ sweet, soft, nice smelling, you. You who was sharing a dorm with art. Art knew he was possessive, he knew about his tendencies. Patrick had brought it up all the time when they went to high school together.

౨ৎ but now was different. Patrick wasn’t there. But you were.

౨ৎ the next few months of being arts dorm mate went completely fine, he had his space, and you had yours.

౨ৎ Art and you would grow more close as time went on, even naming himself your boy best-friend. Just how like you were his girl best-friend, totally platonic.

platonic. right.

౨ৎ he was getting impatient. he needed you. he wanted you. badly. Art was there whenever you needed it, with whatever friend or boy troubles you had. Guarantee art would be at your side with a reassuring tone and his puppy dog eyes.

౨ৎ slowly, Art was getting more and more bold. He started telling you all these things about your friends. Saying,

‘they don’t need you, they don’t deserve you.’

“real friends wouldn’t do that. I wouldn’t do that.”

౨ৎ art would eventually start taking things from you. It started out little, hair ties and bracelets. But his obsession kept growing, he started taking panties.

౨ৎ it didn’t matter, he figured. you wouldn’t notice your dirty panties were missing for a while, since Art insisted on doing your laundry for you.

౨ৎ he could help himself! he was just so in love. art couldn’t help the way your pretty panties fit in his hand, the way they slid so easily up and down his length. The way his milky nut seemed to just drip over the fabric so smoothly, like honey.

౨ৎ of course he would put them back in your laundry basket! He wasn’t a monster!

౨ৎ art was enthralled. and he didn’t plan on stopping his obsession anytime soon.

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an: this is my first time writing.. pls be nice

[loveanddeepdick]

ᯓ★ babydaddy!toji would never admit that he got jealous when you were around guys your age. he’d never get insecure, no, but he felt a deep pang of jealously in his chest. like he prayed that he had been born later so he could be more similar to you. your relationship with him was complicated. you were dating on and off but finally just settled as friends with benefits (who took care of a ridiculously cute baby together).

your parents often asked you why you dated a guy who was less than a decade away from being your father. your friends did the same too, not seeing the appeal in being with a “broke old man”. you never understood why toji just scoffed and looked away. it was out of character since he’d usually just cuss people out.

babydaddy!toji who let his jealousy show a little too much when you ran into an old high school friend of yours while you were out shopping. toji had to piss and you were waiting outside when he came up to you. shit, you didn’t even recognize him at first and the conversation was merely small talk but when toji came out, he had his arm around your waist, his hands coming down a little too low.

“this is your uh.. boyfriend, yeah?”, you friend asked, his eyes immediately going to the hand on your waist. most people just assumed you were single again.

“you could say that..”, you sheepishly replied, trying to swat toji’s hand away.

“tsk why’re you acting like i didn’t just dick you down and you didn’t carry my baby, ma? course you’re mine”, toji scoffed, looking away.

your eyes dart from your friend’s to his and it finally clicked. he was jealous. with a small smile, you excused yourself and tugged on the hem of toji’s shirt, signaling him to walk out to his car. the walk there was filled with short protests from him and silence from you. of course, he didn’t mean it, he loved this kind of attention from you. as you got to his car you rummaged through his pants pocket to grab his keys—not being shy to graze his dick—and unlocked the car.

babydaddy!toji who’d never admit he was jealous, even when you two were making out in the middle of a mall parking lot with your hand on his crotch.

“admit it, you still—ah, you still love me and you were jealous”

“course i fuckin love you—fuck yeah,keep your hand there—we’re long over, ma. didn’t you say we were just friends with benefits?”

“you’re avoiding the question, toji”

he had his hands all over you at this point, tugging at your shirt but you pulled away and furrowed your eyebrows.

“admit that you were jealous, old perv”

“fuck—fine. i was jealous. i hate seeing you with men younger than me. makes me feel old. happy now, doll?”, he leaned in again, grabbing your face as you kissed back with a smirk.

“yeah, i’m elated”, you grinned, trailing your hand up to play with his dark happy trail and dipping it in his sweatpants.

“don’t be a fuckin brat, ma. m’gonna give you a second snotty little shit if you keep this up”, toji growled, trailing open-mouthed kisses down your neck and onto your collarbone

“yeah?“, you smirked, tangling your fingers in his hair as you guided him down, “keep that promise and maybe we’ll get married”

babydaddy!toji who was definitely going to take you in the backseat for hours. fuck driving home.

babydaddy!toji who nearly died at the spot from the news of you being pregnant not with just one baby, but twins. you ended the year with a ring and a freshly painted nursery.

[enigmaticwhore]

[theghostinyourwalls]

More of my favorite arts

[suntann]

Happy Pride Month guys

[local-lover-boy]

I'm going to fuck that nerd

[xodaniirae]

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[bedcchem]

18+ iwaizumi x f!reader, stress relief

no thoughts, just iwaizumi fucking you against your desk—you’re lying on top of your mounds of homework for uni, some papers crumpling from the movement, your computer in sleep mode from lack of use. your shorts and underwear decorate your ankle on the floor while your other leg is propped up on the chair, giving him that perfect angle to hit that sweet little spot that has you seeing stars and creaming all on him.

his hands grip your hips in a deliciously bruising hold as he fucks the stress out of you, whispering in your ear how you’re his smart girl who just works too damn hard. his smart girl who loves to go absolutely dumb from his fucking cock.

and when his smart girl is stressed… of course he’s gonna make you feel better.

“hajime—” your voice more of a breathy whine than a moan, “—fuck fuck—s’good, soo—ohh good.”

“yeah?” iwaizumi grabs a fistful of hair and pulls your head back to look at him. your eyes are glazed over in a beautiful, heady daze, reserved only for him. “am i fucking my princess dumb? can’t think about anything else?”

drool trickles down your chin as you babble out words you can barely articulate. “only you—fuck— oh my god… haji, ’m gonna—“

his hand comes down to your puffy little clit and rubs it just right for you to turn into a loud, whimpering mess. “c’mon—come for me, princess,” he groans, fucking you through it. he feels you clench around him, paired with a strangled, “‘m gonna make a mess! hajime!” before you finish—white clouding your vision. he groans as he nears his own finish, making sure you were finished with your own high before pulling out and jerking himself to come all over the swell of your ass.

and it’s been proven that every time he helps relieve your stress, you lock in and finish all your required assignments and get ahead on more. which, in turn, just means iwaizumi gets to tell you just how wonderful and smart his pretty girl is…

a/n: haha first post hi everybody

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[seizethenightagain2]

Farmer Ben Andrews 🤩🤩💜💜

What a superb specimen of masculinity 💜

The things I’d let him do 💜😈💜😈

Source: Instagram @ bentheoandrews

[briefkittenearthquake]

I like my men smart

[littlescorp1o]

he’s so awkward i love him

[alvocart]

New drawing I made instead of studying (help) I need that cookie SO bad

[itscorsaire]

I WONT HIM !!!

[loth-cat-nation]

Awwwwwwwe Rat origin story 🥰 He's so cute with his lil tongue sticking out 🥺

Ever wonder how the Corries ended up with Rat the Tooka? Wonder no more!

(Bonus doodle under the cut!!)

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