#he's sooo shy about it

[hysokaz]

i miss hisoka everyday of my miserable little life

[seokjinsonlyone]

i still think about that time jungkook said he was studying beef

[twentyfivemiceinatrenchcoat]

I need to be cult leader Sugurus assistant so bad😭😭😭😭 I cant stop having brainrots about this trope someone pls save me 😭😭😭🌙

OH ??????? YOU’VE COME TO THE RIGHT PLACE 🌙 ANON 👀👀👀👀👀 ….. this concept. hhhh

for the sake of delusion let’s assume you aren’t a non-sorcerer bc i don’t think . that’d end well 😭 BUT if you’re a sorcerer…. ohhhhh the slowburn. the tenderness of it all.

i definitely feel like geto is the type to get attached really easily….. he’s sooo fond of his found family and if you’re his assistant it probably doesn’t take too long before he considers you a part of it. maybe you just ended up working for him on a whim, maybe it takes a while for either of you to loosen up, but there’s a kind of stability and comfort that comes with having an assistant that i think geto would appreciate. you could literally just bring him a cup of tea and he would feel so warm... and once he starts crushing on you it’s even worse!! (he has to fight off a blush when you ask if you can rub his stiff shoulders …. tries to act all casual about it but absolutely loses his mind at the feeling of your soft hands on his bare skin <33)

but yeah i absolutely see this as a tender kind of slowburn…. for some reason i also imagine his assistant being a bit more cold? or maybe more like. quiet and a little aloof. so you’re just doing your job, maybe just a tiny bit scared of geto and the power he has, while he starts warming up to you embarrassingly quickly. kinda likes those romance manwhas where the emperors fall for their servant… he wants to get to know you better!! he considers himself a charming man (he’s right 😔) so he tries to act all smooth hoping you’ll open up to him a little, and gets increasingly frustrated when it doesn’t work (either bc you’re still a teeny bit afraid of him, or bc you’re very immersed in the assistant role and don’t feel the need to share personal details about yourself)….

so basically i just picture this as a scenario where geto is down bad for his oblivious assistant 😭 you’re always right by his side and eventually he notices that he feels a bit irritated whenever you’re out of sight…. grows a little too addicted to your soft hands and the tea you make. to you. and once you finally start to loosen up a bit he’s literally soooo happy he can barely stop himself from smiling he’s all ^_^ kicking his legs like a schoolgirl. it takes a while for the dynamic to go anywhere but it’s sooo worth it for him.

… i’m also imagining a scenario where his assistant is stressed and maybe not getting as much sleep as they should, and he just shuts it down immediately. urges you to sit in his cozy chair and makes you tea for once and doesn’t let you leave until you’ve rested up properly (and told him exactly what’s been stressing you out)… 😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫 he’s the standard actually

i got carried away pdhdjdjdj I LOVE THIS SO MUCH 🌙 ANON you little genius ….. geto would be so fond of his assistant it’s sickening ://

[einstetic]

i'm not tired, i'm exhausted

[todayisafridaynight]

and maybe i really like Pure (1996) because toru makes me think of a timeline where sawashiro didnt go into the yakuza ok . then what.

[lovsome]

if you show me kindness just know that i will remember that forever

[avatardoggo]

THIS MAN MADE ME A WEBSITE FOR MY BIRTHDAY 🥹😫😣😳😭🥰

[pankomako]

sometimes i think about interactions boat and i have had and things he's said to/about me over the years and it makes me feel as though i must occupy some little space in his heart. like i live in his mind rent-free the way he does for me, although not nearly to the same extent lmao.

speak of the goddamn devil i just got a steam notification he's playing tf2

anyway i never thought i'd have that kind of effect on a person, much less my favorite content creator. but it sure appears to be that way, and idk. it makes me feel special. warms my heart n all that :)

[dogteefies]

i've decided that wanting to fuck your very Just Some Guy coworker is the worst actually

[tikki-wikki]

CAN WE SEE BEA AGAIN, I LOVE HIM SOOO MUCH 😍

OH MY GOD WHOEVER SENT THIS AND SAID THIS. DIRECTLY AT MY FACE. I LOVE YOU. SO MUCH. WHO ARE YOU/affectionate

[maddy-ferguson]

i could never send an ask with more than three words in it on anon i feel like anyone who’s been following me more for more than two days would clock me immediately

[cloudbattrolls]

Mùirne: [gives Hazard a rock painted like a strawberry]

Hazard, sincerely: I love this

[groovyangelkisses]

Lumberjack ! Logan secretly love being pampered and spoiled by his girlfriend but is too shy to admit it

oh absolutely, honey! 💌

he'll daydream alllll day at the yard about comin' home to you & you running your nails through his hair, scratching and tugging while kissing his cheeks. and he'll blush, too! swinging his axe with the gratifying chop and thinking about his girl waiting for him at home ᯓᡣ𐭩

on days where you needed the pick-up, mainly to run to the farmer's market down the way for dinner, you'll pick him up from the yard. and ohhhh boy the looks logan gets when the other workers see a pretty little thing like you pulling up for him. and logan absolutely eats it up— loves knowing his pretty girl, so loving and doting, bordering obsessed with him, is the object of every mans dreams. if anyone dares to tease him for the sudden pep in his step as he almost jogs to you in the car, the glare they recieve will be deadly before logan shifts his eyeline back to you with a soft smile— only reserved for you <3

everyday when he comes home from work, there's a warm lavendar bath ready, and his favorite soft sweats warm from the dryer. the first time you drew him the bath, he fiddled with the soft pebbles of lavendar asking himself "what the fuck is this?" when you left the room for a moment to grab him a fluffy towel.

he was skeptical of being loved— never too quick to let his guard down. but when he finally sat in the tub? long, tanned limbs relaxing in the warm water that smelled sooo nice & relaxing? his shoulders dropping with content and his eyes fluttering shut? you washing his hair and telling him about your day? "oh god" he prays to himself "never take me away from her, not even for a second, i won't be able to bear it"

and for a more silly approach, you do a sweet little cucumber face mask on logan during the winter months; shelled up in your cozy home as the snow rages on. his eyes peacefully closed as you sit on his tummy, massaging his face gently as he runs his hands up & down your hips and thighs. a sudden knock at the window reveals one of logan's friendly coworkers, coming to drop off the coat logan left at the sight earlier that day.

and this coworker pauses his sentence in mild shock to stare at this 6'2, mean-eyed hairy lumberjack with green fluff on his face and freshly moisturized lips. and all logan can say is "you tell anyone and i'll fuckin' kill you, i swear to god i will" to which you'll turn, all hurt, "you don't like the mask, baby?" and logan'll backtrack so genuinely "no, no baby, i do. 's nice and cooling, like you said. just don't want this shithead thinkin' i'll do anything wild like this for anyone but my girl"

and when his buddy leaves, head falling back in laughter, logan doesn't even find himself caring so much. especially not when you lay him back down, face now clean of the mask, and slooooowly start massaging his biceps.

"love my girl. love my sweet girl. take such good care'a me, pup, 'm so grateful" he'll coo as he starts to fall asleep after a long day's work— completely content, completely in love, only mildly ashamed of how much he needs you :(((

[stargirlrchive]

i’ve been reading sooo many cowboy romances lately and my brain is turning into mush

but something about simon taking his pretty lil city girl to some worn down bar in the country he loves to go to. loves to see her all dolled and pretty, hanging onto his arm and despite how unappealing the bar looks compared to the ones you like to go to you’re all smiles and giggly.

he leaves you alone for like 2 mins max and when he comes back ur riding the shitty mechanical bull at the center of the room. a flock of greedy cowboys watching the way ur hips roll and glide with the bull but what sets his blood boiling is the hat atop your head. a hat that isn’t his.

he knew you didn’t know about the rule, what it implied, you were new to all this but fuck did he want to rip whoever fucking placed it on ur pretty little head apart.

once you hop off the bull, simon’s stalking over to you, breathing heavily and nostrils flared under his mask. growling as the man—no, boy— takes his hat back and is smiling down at you like he knows he’s gonna have you.

fuck that.

a heavy arm drapes around your shoulders and pulls you to him. practically snarling down at the boy in front of you and places his hat on your head. “f’ck off.”

your lips part in that pretty way they always do and simon’s cock swells at the thought of filling your pouty lips with his cock.

“simon—” you have the nerve to sound embarrassed but he barks out, “now.” and the man before you scampers off like a dog with its tail tucked between its legs.

you’re pissed off, nose scrunched up and you look so prissy and his cock stirs. “what was that about?”

“there are rules, sweet girl. sh’t you ain’t know about and th’t fuckhead shoulda never placed his hat on you.”

you huff, “what rules, simon?”

he growls lowly, “wear the hat, ride the cowboy.”

your pouty lips drop open again and simon has to restrain himself because you’re lookin’ all shy and innocent now. batting your thick long lashes at him in apology, “i didn’t know—”

“know you didn’t, doll. m’not mad at you.”

your teeth sink into the plush of your bottom lip and you can feel his now swollen cock pushing against your belly.

you had been trying to tamper down the arousal you felt at seeing simon stalking over to you, full shoulders and muscular thighs filling out his denim. hearing his growly voice because someone was too close to you.

you’d huff about it later, but he knew you liked it when he acted all possessive over you. his pretty little doll. his to cherish and protect. only his.

you tip your head back, his hat hanging loosely over your head as his hand sprawls out on your back. pulling you even closer to him. “so, i get to ride the cowboy?”

his eyes gleam darkly, calloused hands bunching up the fabric at your hips before he’s pulling you out of the shitty bar. right into his vintage silverado, black felt hat on your head as you rode his cock in the drivers seat.

[titaswrld]

Hi! I like your Deadpool as your boyfriend post, can you please do Logan as your boyfriend next? 😄

logan howlett (wolvie)

…as your boyfriend!

description: wolverine, logan howlett as your boyfriend!

pairing: wolvie x you!

|an: my man my man he love me!

- he’s so big and so tall and scruffy and so mmm. that’s your man! and u want everyone to know it

- like i keep mentioning, he is manhandling tf out of you no matter ur size, all the time!

- he thinks it’s soo cute that he can pick you up in his arms with ease and he loves to hear squeal out a “logaaan!” as he throws you on to the bed

- he’s so standoffish and kinda shy when you’re first around each other bc he’s sooo into you and he thinks you’re so cute

- but once he founds out you dig him too ooo girl

- he grows such a big soft spot for you, you’re the only person that ever sees him vulnerable. and he’s such a silly goose.

- he becomes so much more himself, he’s messing with you all the time throwing teasing insults with a smirk on his face just to watch you get all riled up from him.

- he’s also flirting with you 24/7 girl he’s hot and he knows it. sometimes he’s rather crude but you like it. so it’s okay!

“nice shorts you got there little lady” he said with a teasing tone as you walked past him into the kitchen to grab a quick snack.

“god they’re not even that short!” you’d said, pulling them down a bit. they were that short. but hey, they did the job.

and by job, you mean drive logan crazy.

- but once you become his omg…

- you’re his. nobody is touching you and he’ll make sure of that. and it’s pretty hot.

- if anybody even has body language that even slightly seems like they’re into you oh girl….

- they’re becoming a new scratching post!

- not only are you his, but he’s yours. super loyal! and if he can’t get someone off his back, you bet your ass you will!

- you always feel so protected and he always makes you feel so protected because you are! he would do anything for you and to make sure his lover is safe and sound.

- he’s so obsessed with you and he’s not afraid to hide it, he’s not overly affectionate but he is in fact a cuddle monster.

- he’ll hold your hand, or shove a hand in your back pocket, or lend you his jacket to let people know your his, but he saves the good stuff for back at home.

- you’re also his drinking buddy, he isn’t a fan of the tequila like you are, he’ll stick to his whiskey. but he always takes care of you after a night out and makes sure you’re snug as a bug!

- he is the biggest dom ever omg it’s so hard to get him to sub out for you but when he finally does it’s the best night of your life.

- all the noises he makes that you’ve never heard from him are music to your ears.

- a MUNCH. need i say more? thats why he got that damn beard!

- oh and we know those abs are like a pack of buttered up hawaiian rolls and you wanna go for a ride!

- of course he’ll let you! anything for his babygirl, lick em, touch em, fuck em, anything his baby wants. as long as he gets to watch and as long as you feel good.

- he also loves the praise as you ride yourself out on his abs.

- he loves attention and praise, especially when it’s about his figure.

you and logan lie in bed, his figure cradling yours as he slowly felt you slot your head between his craned arm.

“your muscles are so big babe. give me a lil flex.” you stated, holding on to outside of his forearm with your neck between the underside his forearm and bicep.

“you’re crazy bub.” he states, chuckling and lightly flexing his arm, not enough to hurt you but enough to satisfy you and make you giggle as his big muscles squished your cheeks together.

- you’re always touching his muscles, they’re so hot. and hey, he doesn’t work out like that for nothing! he loves it when you cling to his biceps, or run your fingers down his chiseled back.

[steaksex]

Yiu guys are so lucky im too lazy to learn enough anatomy to draw raunchy pictures of my ocs. Im making a new one and half of his existence is for me to give him a voyeurism kink and the other half of his reason for existing is him having a big gushy sloppy wet pussy with a cute twitchy tdick and for him to get so overstimulated he cries over the dumbest things. Actually now that im saying this you guys should be begging mw to improve so i can draw this