#crying. fucking sobbing

[gayshitanddadjokes]

Finding my tags lmao this post is nothing

[teddybeartoji]

“look at me, hm?”

toji's voice is barely above a whisper, his words softer than ever. with his hands circled around your middle, he stands there behind you, his chest glued against your back like a big bear. his heavy head rests on your shoulder, eyes locked onto yours in a quiet plea. you think you hear a pout in his tone. 

but you don’t give him a reaction, gaze locked onto the vegetables on the cutting board in front of you.

you’re upset with him and toji feels like he's dying.

all of this just because you're jealous.

because the love of his life is jealous. 

toji only spared her a glance, brushing her off and saying that his partner is waiting for him – she’s the one that went on and on, talking about the milk carton in his hands as if toji had never seen it before. but little do you know, every single word that spilled from the stranger, went in one ear and right out the other – toji couldn’t be less interested in anybody other than you. if you were to crack open his head and take a look around, it’d be all you. you and your laugh, you and your eyes, you and your hands, you and your hobbies. you and you and you. even when he was standing there with the milk carton in his hand, the only thing on his mind was how he’s going to watch you chomp down a big bowl of cereal the next morning. 

you just happened to see the moment the woman leaned closer with a charming smile on her lips and her hand on his forearm while saying her goodbye, and that was enough for the ugly thoughts to bully themselves into your head.

even though you trust toji, you know he doesn’t entertain any flirting attempts that might come his way, but sometimes… sometimes you just can’t help but feel that you might not be enough. what if he did think the woman was more beautiful, or maybe he did find the guy, who asked for his help at the gym the other day, hot? what if he found them more interesting than you, what if he feels himself stuck to you against his will? 

you heard your own words swimming around in your head and cringed at yourself, ashamed that you were letting that weird growth of jealousy torment you.

but it had already taken root. 

that evil, ugly little thing in the back of your mind. and you couldn’t shake it.

not on your own at least. 

toji had made his way over to you, taking his place by your side while squinting at the little piece of paper in his hands. but you were quiet, more so than usual, and toji isn’t stupid – he might not be the best with feelings and emotions, but he does know you. 

he could tell just by the way you avoided his gaze, the way you started to shorten your answers. the way you pulled away and into yourself – he watched you disappear into your own head right in front of his eyes and he hated it. 

but not wanting to push any wrong buttons here in public, he swallowed your silence with a heavy heart and guided you to your car with a hand on your lower back. he’s not as afraid as he used to be – he isn’t as scared to step into your space, now knowing that this is just what you need sometimes. a little push, a little nudge, to break free from the vines of envy and jealousy and doubt. he’ll burn them, he’ll cut you free. 

the car ride home was quiet. with your head rested against the window and eyes set on the passing buildings and cars, toji found himself stealing glances at you every chance he got. oh, how he hated the pout on your lips, the very same one you’re wearing now. all he wanted to do was to take you into his arms and kiss you, hold you. to make you laugh. to make you forget every single thing that has ever bothered you.

toji let you simmer for exactly ten minutes, just enough for you to change into your pyjamas and to wash up before deciding on your distraction – the dishes. he snuck up on you as silently as he could; the tips of his fingers itched to feel your skin under them, his ears tired from the silence in the apartment. the sigh that you let out as he pressed himself flush against you, sounded better than anything before. toji had already started to miss you in those twenty minutes you were away from him. 

“please… “

it’s not often you get to hear that word, especially in that tone, so it’s hard for you to ignore the stuttering of your poor, sensitive heart. his nose nudges against your cheek and you put down the knife to lean into him on instinct; with your hands on top of his, your bodies mold together like pieces of a puzzle. 

“you know you’re the only one for me…” 

the words form in the back of his mouth and roll from his tongue like a low purr. they’re coated in something sweet, in something only you get to see and feel. his arms tighten around you and you know he means it. his heart beats against your back, as nervous as it is confident. he’s sure about his statement but a part of him is still scared that you won’t have him. that you’ll leave him. 

“she talked about the milk, that’s all she did, sweetheart.” gently, he sways your bodies side to side, letting the warmth of his body engulf you as he ropes you back to him.

“yeah?”

“yeah.”

“do you believe me?”

it’s something you’ve been practicing in order to get rid of any remaining specks of doubt. it goes both ways; he trusts that you’ll say what’s on your mind and you do the same. 

honesty. 

raw and real.

“yes.”

toji lets out a little puff of air through his nostrils, a wave of relief settling into his body. he knows it’s not over just yet, but it’s a start.

“can i kiss you?”

toji’s mossy green eyes meet yours for the first time in what feels like forever and all he can think about is how much you mean to him. his darling, his baby. he’s not one to be a sap, but hell, when it comes to you, he’s more than willing to drop to his knees and recite love poems for you if that’s what you’d like. anything and everything. 

he watches your eyes flick down to his mouth and then back up again and the little nod you give him is more than enough for him to finally press his lips to yours in a needy, hungry kiss. you melt into each other – skin against skin, tongue against tongue, it just feels right. the spark between you is still there, burning brighter than ever after all the time you’ve spent together. over hills and mountains, through lakes and rivers – nothing is too much or too little for the two of you to conquer together. he’ll be there for you and you’ll be there for him. 

“‘m all yours, sweetheart.”

his hushed words slip right between your lips and slither their way down your throat. inside, they bloom and they flourish. they overtake the rotting weeds that were growing there before and you feel it. you feel it happen. he breathes into you and you become alive again.

"i love you."

[kelin-is-writing]

How… Do I recover from this…?

[peace-hunter]

op: "i really don't mind-" zeta: "Do Not enable him"

sort of a sequel to this? a lot of people really wanted op to get a hug and i support that. so does prima. zeta isn't really against it, he just wishes prima would at least try to stick to the schedule for primus' sake-

haunted au

[blindbisexualgoose]

You guys don’t understand…. Amerie never got the letter

[jpeg-anachronism]

Me: I just want to see Capcom acknowledge that Vergil went through a traumatic experience as Nelo Angelo.

VoV:

Me: Wait hang on I didn't mean it

VoV:

Me: FUCK STOP I'M SORRY

VoV:

Me: MAKE IT STOP

[xxplastic-cubexx]

Marvel Meow (2021), Nao Fuji | Professor X and Magneto

Bonus:

[royaltea000]

You’re my baby, say it to me

[altcvnningham]

"it was never personal" you were the first person bell saw as you brought them back from the brink of death on that airstrip, you saved them and made yourself the axis upon which their entire worldview rests, you place yourself in the centre of a life they never lived and you took whatever they had left and replaced it with yourself. "it was never personal" you clambered below ground among the waste and filth to cross the fucking berlin wall with them, slinking through abandoned tunnels and through dilapidated houses scrawled with graffiti left by war torn lovers, and muttered praise in their ear knowing it's the only true affection you'll ever give. "it was never personal" you took them with you to berlin, across sentry-lit rooftops. you took them with you to lubyanka, and hid in the dark with them. you took them to that clifftop, vast and serene, and chose that as the one place fit enough to put down your sick dog, maybe because you don't want anyone else to take them anywhere if it's not you holding the leash. "it was never personal" you named them. you named them. you named them.

[smurny]

Imagine you’re in a suicide cult sworn to chastity and you’ve been in love with your shieldmate your whole life. He is succumbing to his shadow so ur going to have to kill him, but you love him so you hesitate. The night before u have to kill him, u both decide to have sex for the first time and it’s beautiful. The morning after, ur shieldmate is captured, then imprisoned until he becomes a monster and kills your entire family, friends and everyone you ever knew and finally kills you too.

TLDR: Justice/Marcus are a mill times more devastating and tragic than Romeo/Juliet ever was

[dovewingkinnie]

i was feeling really upset just now then got a comment basically saying Hear me out on the heels of dr sawyers shoes

thank you funny commenter for taking me out of my horrible mood that made me laugh because it’s so oddly specific (but i do agree)

[jesuistrestriste]

here to say ily your brain is beautiful and i’ve been thinking about art donaldson’s mile wide mommy kink literally all day…….. half the time he’s so fucked out he doesn’t even realize he’s saying it, he just needs his mommy so bad <33

fawn UR brain is beautiful oh em gee im giggling

art is legitimately thee most depraved boy ever when he’s got your fingers inside him (curling and playing with all his special spots), or your perfect hole wrapped around his useless cock, or your strap fucking into him with each harsh roll of your hips <3 his blonde curls bouncing and sticking to his forehead + his temples while he drools and lets his eyes roll back into his head ..

and when the word “mommy” slips off his tongue like honeyed silk, but with the slight tang and bitterness of his embarrassment, it makes it all the more satisfying when you realize how much of a mess he really is for you.

all for you. only for you.

and art’s moaning it like a whore, too. his cheeks burning bright pink with shame that only fuels his arousal, pearly beads of precome dripping from his parts. it’s truly a sight to behold.

you reach down and pull back on a handful of his hair, forcing his head back. his adam’s apple bobs as he swallows and whines, and he just looks up at you with the most desperate expression ever.

please love me.

please touch me.

please kiss me.

please fuck me.

please don’t leave me.

but all he can muster out through the orgasmic haze fogging up his brain is—

“oh, mommy… mommy.. m-mommy… gonna come..”

at least you don’t expect him to be smart when you’re mercilessly pulling climax after climax from his convulsing cock.

he’s grateful for that.

he’s grateful for you.

“mommy… love you.. please..”

[eatsurspleen]

everyday i get jealous of those people who write essays analyzing, picking apart, and overall appreciating their favorite character's dynamic with another, the character's personality, or backstory cause im usually left like this when i think about Marcille for too long

[kelin-is-writing]

The butterflies in my stomach going CRRRAZZY over him…

[seraphimankh]

Love in every form

[eiravolence]

devon deserves one billion dollars and an apology from every person on earth. just gave birth, found out her brother's ex-boss committed lactation fraud on her, her close friend and sister-in-law may be alive and kidnapped by her brother's evil company, her husband's writing sellout propaganda, her brother's getting experimental brain surgery without telling her, her brother's experimental basement brain surgeon leaves her alone with her comatose brother bc she says she'll make One phone call instead of letting him get a Third Lobotomy. and she's bisexual!!