#he’s so my bf

[pupkashi]

satoru asks you to be his valentine every year without failure

he will do the whole routine of buying you balloons, writing you a love letter, giving you a plush holding a pink or red heart, a huge bouquet of your favorite flowers, boxes of chocolate and a nervous smile on his face as he asks you.

“will you be my valentine, sweets?” his heart pounds in his chest every year, eager to see you smile widely, roll your eyes at him and tell him yes.

“you know I’ll always say yes, angel boy” you grin, throwing your arms around his neck and pressing soft kisses to his cheek. “you don’t have to do so much every year y’know,” you assure him, struggling to find a place for the newly acquired gifts.

“oh but i do,” he defends, “need to show you that my love grows only stronger for you every year,” you can tell by his slightly puffed chest he’s proud of how eloquent he sounded.

“and I’m thankful for it every year,” you reply, following satoru to the kitchen as he puts the flowers in a vase, throwing out the ones he’d bought you only two weeks ago and replacing them with the fresh valentines bouquet.

he’s be sure to make plans for the two of you, be it a cozy afternoon in with your favorite takeout or a home cooked meal, or a reservation at a restaurant or a picnic he’d set up, he would always find the time for you.

and every year satoru would have the same blooming feeling in his chest and in his stomach, face flushed when you said yes and pressed kisses over his face, telling him you love him.

“my forever valentine” you’d mumble at night, smiling as you watched your lover giggle at the words.

“i like the sound of that, sweetheart,” he whispered, “my forever valentine.” he places a kiss to your forehead before you cuddle into him closer, the smell of his body wash filling your nose.

gojo would live up to the nickname; always making sure you were his valentine before the 14th came along, never missing a year since the two of you got together. it wouldn’t matter if he was across the world on the 13th, he’d be in your arms by the 14th, eyes full of love and heart thumping to same beat as yours.

a/n: something short and sweet before Valentine’s Day <3 hope you guys enjoy :3

masterlist

[yeonzzzn]

and what about my mental health babe? I enjoy breathing you know.

[crowkip]

ᯓ★

[whimsyvixen]

Ask me what type of romantic dreams I have at night.

The man in my dreams:

(He wasn't happy I escaped from my gilded cage)

[camofag]

the public reaction to i saw the tv glow is like a perfect case study into how cis people take up queer spaces and unknowingly mock and enjoy trans suffering. sitting in the theater, i had a pit in my stomach the entire time. so many times, i would tear up and then someone else in the theater would laugh. and i wouldn’t cry because how would they look at me when the lights came back on? because they don’t see it. they don’t see the pain. they think it’s funny. i left the theater completely silent, not saying a word to my boyfriend and he didn’t say a word to me until partway into the drive home. the people around us immediately got to picking it apart, explaining what it all meant to each other, dumbing it down, making theories. cis people see the the movie, just like transness, as something to debate. a conversation. something to dissect because it makes them uncomfortable if they don’t understand it in their easily digestible way.

[stargirlrchive]

i need him neow!!

okay so i am dumb and accidentally deleted the original ask but i had saved a screenshot so! heh oops

also crossed something out bc… hmm

jake taking out his stress and frustration on you after a meeting. having you on the edge of the table with your legs draped over his shoulders as he pistons his hips into you. your hands crumpling the papers around you as you writhe and shake under him, accidentally knocking down equipment but you were too lost in the pleasure to care.

jake's movements are harsh and sloppy. he hefts your legs further up his body, his biceps flexing as he holds your thighs flush against his toned chest. each thrust of his hips were enough to knock the air out of your lungs and your nails scratch down the hardwood. the sound of your name leaving his lips echos in your ears and it was enough to send your mind reeling.

he gently hushes your cries, reaching down to rub soothing circles into your cheekbone. his pace never falters and an airy moan escapes his lips as he feels you tighten around his cock. jake presses a sloppy kiss to the inside of your ankle before he huffs, "atta girl, always so good f'me."

[inktho]

tentacle whiskey?

[moncuries]

the talking fish-bone

[hinamie]

shhhh

[bacchuschucklefuck]

class swap design masterpost for convenience (from top to bottom: bard!riz, cleric!gorgug, sorcerer!kristen, barbarian!fig, artificer!adaine, and rogue!fabian)

[drowningbpdbodies]

“How are you?” I should be in a straight jacket but unfortunately for the both of us I’m here

[officialmiintee]

nail polish trend with furin trio

[manzanamarim]

Can u tell I love my daughter Trucy. Because I do

[meep-meep-richie]

Of course he recognizes him everywhere T_T

[yvnziee]

me when my boyfriend was also in a dead, stasis state for over 100 years :((

[jkvjimin]

you're my beginning and my end, that is all my meeting and my farewell

for @raplinenthusiasts 💚