#ILYYYY !!!!!!

[magicinavalon]

I can do this all day

For @atlantablack-chaotic <33

[luca-web]

▒𝆬⥁ ᥬ▒᪾꯭𝆬ᩡ𝓛o᪾᪾᪾꯭ׄv᪾ꩻᥱ᪾ ᭡ tᥲ᪾᪾꯭ׅl᪾✩k ⃘᪾💬⃝᪾꯭ׄꩻ᪽ ᪽𝟬᪾𝟴:᪾𝟭᪾᪾𝟵

ㅤㅤse for usar não esqueça de dar os créditos. ♡

[biscuitboba]

2023 vs 2024

Happy Birthday Roronoa Zoro💚

[phantom-peachie]

it’s sickening really

[teamnick]

British GP, Sunday 7th July 2024. Photo by James Moy

[baby-xemnas]

TEAMWORK!!! CHARACTER DEVELOPMENT!

[steor-ra]

OMG?? I JUST READ YOUR BRING BACK THE DEAD FIC AND I'M IN SHAMBLESS IT'S SO GOOD

THANK YOU SM THIS MEANS SO MUCH TO ME <33

BUT IT'S ALL THANKS FOR THIS POST AND THE COMMENTS THAT MADE ME DO IT

That one comment inspired the kidnapping part so credits to them😊✨💞

I'LL TRY MY BEST TO MAKE THE NEXT PART GOOD W/ THE SAME VIBES, though I might take supeerr long so 🤷‍♀️

[onewistotoro]

[number-cheetos]

holm edit for my birthday :3

here's the edit and the link, i fear it flops but it's okay, i love that song

[ssummermemoir]

to me you're more than a fictional character, eren yeager!!!

[luca-web]

[rozetheeuwu]

an ace or ace ship of choice please? 🥺

Actually you get 4 Aces, haha get pranked.

[teddybeartoji]

🐾 with another hybrid banger coming up 🔥

Gojo would definately have you going around with a pretty powder white leather collar with light blue lace with his name ingraved on the tag, he likes watching it jingle when hes blowing your back out infront of a mirror as he’s tugging on that pretty tail of yours hearing you yelp cause it caught you off guard

Toji would have you by a traditional leather collar similar to gojo, worn and with his name ingraved on the tag. Its attached to a chain for when you’ve been bad like make a mess out of his newly organized closet. Leaving you chained on a table leg as hes chastising you as he’s putting it back together only coming back to deattach the chain only to keep his grip on it as he’s taking both of you two back to your shared bedroom

Yuta oh my god yuta. He’s the type to not really put a collar on his beloved emotional support animal in fears that you’ll choke so he just puts you in a harness when needed. He comes back from work to find you cuddled up on the couch waiting for you only for him to absolutely SMOTHER you in hugs and kisses cause he needs the stress relief from his doting companion one way or another

EEEEEEEEEEEi'm sorry i like blacked out while reading yuuta's bc he's justs soooooo sweet isn't he... 🥴🥴🥴🥴 OKE NO BUT I AGREE I AGREE WITH ALL OF THESE!!!!! SATORU AND HIS PRETTY LEASH AND OHMY GODDD HE DEFINITELY LIKE TO TUG ON YOUR TAILL MMMM he's such a little shit smhhhhhh and tojiii.... mmmmean old man i'm gonna fuck him silly🤭🤭🤭🤭🤭

tbh... i wanna chain toji to the table actually:3333 that's more my way hehehheee:3333 bad pupppyyy:333 he'd growl and drool bc he just can't take itttt he needs to have youuuuu🙈🙈🙈🙈🙈🙈🙈

[boomie-123]

Blade stans let's be moots. Reblog if you see this bladie fanz, guaranteed one free follower.

[teamnick]

Pierre on the grid ahead of the Austrian GP Sprint race on June 29, 2024. Photos by DPPI Panoramic

[neiptune]

my LOVE i finally figured out my prompt for your event :) how about:

Maki (jjk) + "you, that’s what happened. you"

the mood, the theme, the setting-- completely up to you. i trust you with my life and my wife and I can't wait to read your interpretation <3 (hope the event is going well so far!! can't wait to read them all)

maki zenin x you, that’s what happened, you

“And that’s when she tried to blow a bubble with her gum and basically shot it out of her mouth”

“Perfectly aimed at my neck”

“I wasn’t aiming” you grumble, to which your friends look at each other and chuckle.

The arm lazily thrown around your shoulders tightens, calloused thumb lightly grazing your neck. It slowly moves up and down, distracting enouch to take your mind off the embarrassing story just recounted from your old classmates.

“I mean” half a smile tugs at Maki’s lips, a delightful but equally menacing crescent you know well enough to brace yourself for whatever is coming “at least she wasn’t caught giving head to her sophomore girlfriend in the disabled bathroom”

Thank fuck you’re done drinking your coffee and can’t choke on it. Nevertheless, your stomach does a flip perfectly synchronized with the surprised snort Aya lets out.

“You win” Ryo gives Maki a thumbs up with an impressed albeit astonished smile. His gaze then flickers to you, a slight raise of the eyebrows that makes you want to crawl into a hole and die. You know what he’s thinking, that you’re currently winning as well. If only.

“So how did you two meet again?” Aya clears her throat and you appreciate the change of subject.

“Mutual friend” Maki lightly shrugs “we were both at his birthday party and he introduced us”

“I got drunk” you add, grateful to finally have something true to share amidst that whole charade.

“She was so beautiful” you turn your head to look at her and she mirrors your startled glance with one filled with fondness and an ounce of mischief “I knew it then. Knew it right away”

Your heart twists almost painfully in your chest, secretly thankful for your friends’ honeyed oohs and awws: they buy you just enough time to tame your pulse.

Perhaps you should’ve went with your original plan of asking Nobara to pretend to be your girlfriend at the stupid reunion. Why you even came up with the dumb idea in the first place, is beyond you. You haven’t seen some of these people in years and the general hope was to make a good impression, one that could magically wash away little lame you from high school, the person you were so sure was carved into the memories of all those present.

Truth is, Maki is your closest friend and the first person you thought would go along with the stupid plan. The only inconvenient being the apocalyptic crush you’ve had on her for the longest, most embarrassing time.

Of course she was ready to tag along and show up to the reunion with an arm around your shoulders and her usual, magnetic charm. She just radiates confidence and you thought you’d feel safe, shielded by her poised aura. Instead you just feel on edge, insides churning way too often at whatever comes out of her mouth, at each gentle touch she gifts you with. She’s playing the role all too well, far too convincing for everyone to see and for your heart to pathetically slam against your ribcage.

You hate how well she knows what she’s doing, the amount of times she’s called you baby, completely oblivious to her disgusting friend harboring not so friendly feelings for her.

For her nice perfume and shiny hair and narrowed gaze that turns soft as soon as she glances in your direction.

You hate the ill-concealed screech you let out as she pulled you into her lap as you were waiting for the bus, you’re embarrassed by how clammy your palm must’ve felt when you were entering the cafe (“hold my hand” “that’s really not necessary, Maki” “they’ll think something’s wrong if you don’t”) and you honestly cannot believe the number of times you have dissociated from the lively chatter taking place around you just to absentmindedly daydream about running your fingers through her strands or pressing a real kiss to lips looking so soft, always so inviting.

When you crack a joke and everyone laughs, your heart grows in size with what feels like pride. It’s surprising, it feels good. Not only witnessing a fit of laughter you could’ve never triggered back in high school but also Maki’s warm breath tickling your cheek as she giggles right next to you, in a way you just can’t bring yourself to perceive as fake.

The group slowly breaks apart because not everyone is from the same part of town and some have trains to catch, dinners to prepare, partners to go back to. Aya is the last one to stay and you’re happy she is, her presence every bit as comforting as you remembered.

“I like seeing you happy” she smiles, eyes briefly darting to a Maki supposedly busy rummaging through her bag “you were never like this back then. It suits you”

When she excuses herself to go to the bathroom, you deflate against your chair with a heavy sigh.

“I agree, you know” gentle fingers skim your arm “it suits you. Much more than the shy, apprehensive attitude you had this morning. What happened to that?” her smile is teasing, she’s probably proud to identify herself as the cause of the sudden change in the way you’re coming across.

On any other day, you wouldn’t have given her the satisfaction because you’re stubborn and proud like that. But right now? It feels fair. It feels right.

“You, that’s what happened. You” a timid shrug emphasizes your words “you’re here, so I feel safe. I feel strong”

And for the first time since you’ve known her, it’s Maki that stares back at you astonished, lips parted in surprise.

“I like the sound of that” she finally cracks that familiar smirk of hers. When she leans closer, you force yourself not to pull back.

“Me too”

Maki cocks her head, one hand rising to graciously grip your chin.

“Good” her breath is warm on your lips “stay in character for a second”