#his BOYFRIEND btw

[amber-laughs]

thinking about benjen walking up to lord commander mormont like “🥺🥺🥺 can my nephew please keep his magic killer wolf?? his father made him sit in the back at dinner 😞”

[lycanlovebites]

✧ bloodlust ✧

I'm starving, darling//Let me put my lips to something//Let me wrap my teeth around the world

[edit: thanks to all the love on this piece (which was just the WIP until now) I finally got the motivation to finish this after two months! Thank you to anyone who enjoys this for giving me the strength to finish this]

[umblrspectrum]

i got lazy in the second panel

[cashmoneyyysstuff]

as long as he leads the way . .

katsuki's childhood habits remain the same

katsuki still apologizes to you the same way he used to when you were kids.

he always makes a face whenever he knows he’s gone too far or when he’s done something he knows he shouldn’t have, his eyebrows are furrowed and his little chubby face contorts into a sad little pout. he tries to look tough but he can already feel guilty tears in his eyes so he looks away from you, little hands balled into fists at his sides and his head hangs low so you can’t see his red face through his bangs.

usually, he tries making it up to you by showing you something he thinks you’ll like or something he finds cool, and sometimes he’ll even let you hold his precious all might card, but only when he knows he really messed up. he’ll stiffly pet your head as an apology for pulling at your hair a little too hard earlier and if you ask him to he’ll kiss the pain away from when you scrapped your knee because he accidentally shoved you a little harder than he meant to when he was chasing you around.

but when you’re mad at him because he’s been really mean, in ways he knows his shiny holographic all might card won’t fix, he opts to simply sit next to you. with a little pout on his face and with his cheeks turning red, he’ll shove his head into your shoulder. he holds onto you tightly so he’s sure you won’t be able to escape him or his apology. you squirm around a little bit but he doesn’t let you go. you stop moving around but you still huff at him, calling him a big meanie. all he does in response is shoving his head against your shoulder and he mutters out a little "m’sorry." against it.

he hears you shuffle to look at him and he looks up at you, his eyebrows are still furrowed and his cheeks are so red because he’s really not used to apologizing and he doesn’t like to, but he does for you. and even at the tender age of seven, you really can’t stay mad at him when he looks like that, so you forgive him and you’ve already forgotten what you were even mad about when he grins at you boyishly, already back to his usual self as he drags you off to your next adventure who knows where, but even at the tender age of seven, you knew you’d follow him to the ends of the earth as long as he led the way.

he’s changed so much and not at all at the same time. he hates it whenever you get mad at him and he still does everything and anything to get your attention when you are. and just like before, whenever he hurts you in ways he knows his actions can’t fix, he opts to come up behind you and wrap his arms around your middle loosely, giving you the option to break out of his hold if you wanted to. his hold on you slowly tightens when you make no move to, his head is shoved into the crook of your neck and his chest is pressed flush against your back,“ i’m sorry.” he whispers.

it wouldn’t mean much if it came from anyone else but this is katsuki. you’ve known him for as long as you can remember, you know how he is : he’s unruly, headstrong and so stubborn it drives you crazy sometimes. but he casts all of that—all of him aside for you.

“i’m sorry.” he says again, his voice is low and a little shaky.“ shouldn’t have said all that to you. that wasn’t…cool” he fumbles around for the right words to say and you have to hold back a laugh as he does so, but you can tell he’s trying.“never wanna make ya mad at me..” he finishes quietly. he’s fiddling around with the ends of your shirt waiting for your response. then he hears you shuffle around to peek at him and he looks up at you.

he really hasn’t changed. he’s still got the same little frown, the same little crease between his brows and the same rosy cheeks. sure his features are less rounded, his cheeks are definitely less chubby, he’s gotten taller but he’s still your same katsuki who’s a little rough and a big meanie sometimes, but who also always makes sure to apologize to you when he knows he’s hurt you because that’s the last thing he wants.

you grant him a tiny smile. his eyes light up and he stands a little straighter and after a second he’s on you, pressing kisses all over your cheek, grinning boyishly at you and you still want to follow him to the ends of the world as long as he’s leading the way.

[orangehalfpeeled]

tubbo realm shenanigans

(screenshots under cut LMAO)

+bonus moment i thought was cute!

[potato-lord-but-not]

big fan of your noel and oscar designs!!! also that one panel in the blindfaith art waough,,, now im wondering noels reaction 👁 👁

I was gonna reply to this with “I don’t think I can post that without getting banned” but alas,,, everything after this tho stays in my head sorry

[wttcsms]

i've been thinking about iconic it girl reader who's only ever been known to have one boyfriend — a professional athlete. your relationship with each other was everyone's idea of couple goals, and the breakup that followed was quoted to be "amicable" and that the two of "came to an agreement that you were better off as friends" geez, did your PR teams have to word it like your relationship was all just some fucking contract? relax on the business professional tone. it's almost like they're not describing the best two years of your life.

now, a year later after the breakup that almost caused your break down, you're back and better than ever. you're about to launch your own beauty brand, you're gracing the cover of vogue, and you're protecting your peace by only focusing on yourself, your career, and your girlfriends. you don't date, and you especially don't date athletes. as a matter of fact, you actively avoid all of them like they carry the fucking plague. but when your publicist gives you a deal that you can't refuse (no, literally — it's a deal you can't refuse. read your contracts closely, kiddos), you find yourself thrust into a fake relationship with character. he reminds you of your ex for all the wrong reason; they play the same sport, they have similar attitudes, the same work ethic, the same drive and passion for the sport (and only for the sport...). but there's something different about him, too. he's... not as charismatic. he's kind of goofy, honestly, but he's cute enough to where it works in his favor. he's devoted to his sport, and yet, he finds the time to call his mom every week and despite the fact that this relationship is nothing more than a publicity stunt, he's surprisingly attentive to you, too...

but you've kept yourself and your heart safe by drawing a clear boundary. would you be willing to risk everything you've built up just to create something real with character? especially whenever your ex comes back into town, reopening old wounds and reminding you why you created these boundaries in the first place?

[lucaanis]

#good question

[thekittyokat]

you ever just have a lot, a LOT of feelings all at once about a character and not even remotely enough words or brainpower to FORM the words to describe everything you're feeling. so it feels like you may explode. yeah

[unepersonnelouche]

Narumitsu taking 5 of their 10+ children on a trip (dudes really need to stop collecting traumatised teens)

Original ->

[dustykneed]

jim's toxic trait is being too hot for winter clothes (he runs hot and makes it everyone's problem)

[rumisgf]

i know kaminari is typically the airheaded one, but i like to think as his partner you surprisingly are able to turn your brain off around him.

for example,

when he’s teaching you how to play a video game, you suddenly forget how to make your character walk even if you already play games yourself.

“wait… how do i jump?”

“….”

he just laughs, letting his head fall on your shoulder as he taps the ‘A’ button on your controller. eventually, it leads to him guiding your with his hands over yours— basically playing the game for you. you just look at the screen like a kid who just went to disneyland for the first time, mouth open in a small ‘o’ shape and eyes mesmerized at the screen as he wins for you, still telling you “good job baby” (his favorite line and yours)

and of course, the usual: you letting him hold your hand to guide you while walking whether you already how to get to your destination or not, him always grabbing you by your waist and moving you out the way out possible things to bump into or trip over while you’re walking together as you fail to pay attention, buttoning up a shirt for you, re-teaching you how to use a can opener, him pulling a door open for you that clearly says ‘pull’ on the handle after you had been trying to push it open for two minutes straight, etc. his version of “mansplaining” is just you swooning over him as he explains things you know damn well you should damn well already know yourself. but around him, you don’t have to use your pretty little head for a thing.

[specialgradefckr]

You're helping fuckboy Satoru Gojo write a resume for a job.

(he does not need or want one. he begged you to do this for him. he offered to bribe you, but you didn't take it. gojo brings you coffee anyways.)

He presents you with a written list of skills and experience. They include:

-extremely handsome (accurate)

-his dad says he'll be ceo someday (gojo...)

-amazing fashion sense (debatable)

-the strongest (????)

-a full 8" (he's only six feet tall?)

-gives great head (NO)

"Gojo, aren't you like? Six foot something? You're not eight feet tall, who would believe that?"

"That's - oh, I'm six foot six, actually," He says, crossing his arms. "I have a six pack too by the way."

"Are you taking this seriously?" You deadpan. "Gojo, what job are you trying to apply for with this???"

"Don't worry about it! Hey, wanna get some coffee?"

"Gojo? I mean, yes, but - wait! Seriously, what kind of job were you trying to get?"

He shrugs - but he waits. Just long enough for you to catch up to him.

"Eh, it's whatever. Come on, I'll treat you~"

(the only job he's position he's interested in applying for is this one - right by your side.)

[folksong-weaver]

“They’re married” “they’re boyfriends” no no no, they have a weird, queer platonic, intellectually based mutual attraction going on with lots of strange flirting, oppressive guilt, unpaid debts, unconditional love, and the ever present tragedy of unequal lifespans.

[crumb-crumblet-s-crumbington]

hi lethan nation

[potato-lord-but-not]

Who's the best cook out of all of them? I get the impression it might be Oscar

I’ve gotten so many food related asks it’s so silly