#honestly terrified of how this is gonna go

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clingy boyfriends

@bucktommyfluffebruary, day 4. rated T.

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"You done with your workout?" Buck asks, watching the way Tommy's throat moves as he downs his glass of lemonade.

"Yeah," Tommy says, wiping the back of his hand across his mouth. "Why?"

"You gonna shower?"

Tommy smirks at him.

"Was thinking a bath but you're still welcome to join."

"Sounds good," Buck grins, tilting his head playfully. "I'll get the bubbles."

Tommy laughs as Buck leaves the garage and heads upstairs to the bathroom.

read the rest under the cut or on ao3 // other days here

He'd definitely been angling for bathing together but not exactly in the way Tommy had been thinking.

Despite nothing having changed in their relationship in the past few weeks, Buck was finding himself missing Tommy more than usual when their shifts didn't line up enough for them to see each other.

Tommy's twenty four had come as Buck was on his fort eight off and he'd sat around his apartment listlessly until Tommy had texted about his shift from hell and Buck had decided to go over to cook dinner and look after him when he got home.

If he really thought about it, he'd say that the loft had started feeling like it was only home if Tommy was there.

That's not a feeling he's ever experienced before and honestly, it's just as terrifying as it is exhilarating; they've only been together for six months but already Buck can see a future with Tommy.

Tommy fits into Buck's life almost as if he was tailor made for it and, looking at their shared history and all the ways they seemed to just miss each other, it doesn't escape Buck that the universe seemed to have been trying to push them together for a while now.

It's a thought that sits warmly in his chest as he runs the huge bath, filling it with Tommy's favourite bubble bath.

He's just stepping out of his underwear when Tommy enters the bathroom.

"Mm, what a view," he smirks, pulling his own shirt over his head and flinging it aside.

His gaze roams hungrily over Buck's naked body, lingering obviously on his dick, and Buck blushes under the intensity of it; Tommy had never been shy about how attractive he found Buck but it still sometimes caught him by surprise.

"You wanna be big spoon or little spoon?" Buck breathes as Tommy steps into his space, nuzzling against the skin of his throat.

"I know you're angling for little spoon," Tommy teases, sucking at his jaw.

"Don't know what you mean," Buck laughs, pulling away so Tommy can undress completely.

Tommy rolls his eyes fondly as he finishes stripping and climbs in, Buck following shortly after. He settles into the V of his legs and Tommy immediately slides a hand around Buck's stomach, reaching for his already half-hard cock.

"Actually, can we just… sit?" Buck asks, feeling a little silly for asking. "I missed you yesterday and this is nice."

"Of course we can, sweetheart," Tommy says, and Buck can hear the smile in his voice. "Of course."

[ttodorokiii]

idk if requests are open or not...or if you do bakugo requests but imagine a yandere bakugo who’s possessive and all that with an ALSO somewhat yandere s/o who’s obsessive and see’s him as some kind of god?? i just keep imagining at the sports festival when he’s like ‘i’m gonna win’ and everyone’s booing him and then you have y/n cheering her heart out bc yes you are gonna win you’re so perfect wow i can’t believe the god/dess’s blessed our planet with you, you are superior in every way sir- both of them getting jealous over others being near their darling and whenever bakugo gives his divine attention to y/n she’s like ‘oh my god i’m blessed’ and her attention on him (which is..always on him- and vice versa) has him blushing and acting annoyed when rly he loves it like ugh 😔 i need this

warnings: ôbsèssïve yn, yândèrè, fúnny, íntènsè, dárk.

note. I literally loved writing this. I love it. Thank you so much for this request.

•••

At the sports festival, Bakugo stands at the starting line, looking like he’s about to blow up the entire arena…

literally and figuratively.

His eyes burn with the intensity of a thousand suns as he gets ready to race, hands clenched in determination.

The crowd boos, but it’s like white noise to him. He’s going to win. Of course, he is. He’s Bakugo Katsuki. Nothing else matters.

But you?

Oh, you’re practically vibrating with excitement on the sidelines, practically frothing at the mouth.

Your cheer is so loud and filled with worship, it’s borderline terrifying.

“HE’S GONNA WIN! OF COURSE, HE IS! YOU’RE A GOD, KATSUKI! A GOD! LOOK AT HIM, PEOPLE, THIS IS THE MOST PERFECT BEING TO EVER EXIST! WE’RE NOT WORTHY!”

You wave a sign with his face on it, glowing with pride and a ridiculous amount of adoration.

Bakugo glances over at you, and his breath catches for a split second.

Your eyes are sparkling with what can only be described as sheer, undying devotion. It’s like you’ve blessed him with your attention, and no one else exists.

His jaw tightens, but then the corner of his mouth twitches. “Ugh, stop looking at me like that,” he growls, as if his heart isn’t doing flips in his chest.

He loves it.

•••

Meanwhile, your eyes are glued to him. You don’t even notice when someone else tries to talk to you, too busy basking in his glory. You’re like a shrine worshipper.

“Oh my God, how did we get so lucky? I’m literally in the presence of a God. I can’t believe I get to watch this legend race. I’m going to tell my grandchildren about this moment.”

You say it with the seriousness of someone giving a eulogy, because honestly? This moment could be the the highlight of your life.

Bakugo, trying to ignore the fact that you just called him a God, again, barks at the crowd.

“I’m gonna win! And if any of you doubt me, I’ll—;” but he doesn’t get to finish his threat because someone else has the audacity to look at you.

That’s it.

That’s the last straw. Bakugo’s fists curl, and his eyes turn into fiery lasers aimed straight at the innocent bystander who dared get too close to his possession—you.

His face scrunches up like he just tasted something gross.

“Get the hell away from my girl, asshole,” he snaps, voice dripping with territorial possessiveness. You, however, are too busy watching him in awe to even notice what’s happening.

“Bakugo,” you whisper under your breath, your voice reverent.

“You’re so perfect. I can’t even look at anyone else. You’re my entire world. How did I get so blessed? You’re so strong, so capable, just… ugh. My heart can’t handle it. I’m about to burst.”

Bakugo looks over at you, his usual scowl melting just a little. He hates to admit it, but he loves that you’re obsessed with him. Really loves it.

The way you practically glow with admiration? It’s like a drug he can’t get enough of. His chest puffs up in pride, he is the best… and it’s clear he’s getting a huge kick out of the fact that you can’t look at anyone else. Not even for a second.

And then, as the race starts, Bakugo takes off like a rocket. The crowd boos again, but you’re too busy screaming his name like you’ve seen a miracle.

“THAT’S MY GOD! THAT’S MY GOD, LOOK AT HIM GO! HE’S GOING TO DESTROY EVERYONE! HE’S THE ONLY ONE WHO MATTERS!”

You’re a little unhinged, but Bakugo doesn’t mind it. He might even like it a little more than he’s willing to admit.

When he crosses the finish line in first place, you practically fall over yourself rushing to him. Your arms fling around him like he’s the last lifeboat on the Titanic, and you’re about to drown without him.

“YOU DID IT! I KNEW YOU COULD! YOU’RE A GOD, KATSUKI! A GOD! I’M SO PROUD OF YOU!”

You are so embarrassing, but he’s having so much fun.

Bakugo stands there, smirking, trying to act like he doesn’t have the faintest blush on his cheeks from your endless worship. “Yeah, of course I did. What did you expect? I’m the best.”

But there’s a small, almost shy glance from him as he ruffles your hair. “Just don’t go overboard with the whole ‘god’ thing, alright? It’s not like I’m invincible or anything.”

“You are, though,” you respond, dead serious.

“You can do no wrong. You just don’t understand, Katsuki. We’re all lucky to breathe the same air as you.”

Bakugo looks away, trying to hide the smile tugging at his lips. “Shut up.” But the blush creeping up his neck is undeniable.

[constellaeinfinitum]

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[bacchuschucklefuck]

love thinking kipperlilly spends her afterlife looking for lucy in a familiar forest

[crazysnakey]

Don't forget the reason the U.S. is supporting Israel's genocide of Palestine - hell, 90% of the reason they ever get involved into something in the Middle East is for ulterior purposes regarding oil.

That and the Ben Gurion Canal project, which you can learn more about:

Also this short video explaining the canal's significance and full history in summary:

Simply put,

[insomnya777]

Hey! I found you though your superhero AU, which i love, by the way! I really enjoy your writing style, so I was wondering what your writing process is, in particular, do you have a plan/outline you follow, or do you have a list of little snippets of writing you want to include, etc. Just really curious!

oh my god the question i've been dreading. so funny thing, for the longest time, i actually didn't have an outline or like. a plan. at all

this wasn't even originally going to be a series, it was just supposed to be the first part 😭 but then people started liking it so much (and i live off of attention and comments) so i decided to make a part two and it kind of skyrocketed from there. did not expect we'd be getting past 20k words this is my longest series ever LMAO

but it's not like i have nothing planned out — like i know what's going to be happen with etho and the agency (to an extent) and i've pretty much got the whole ranchers and gempearl storyline down. but desertduo and boat boys..... i've kinda been taking it part by part.

that however does lead to things being repetitive and getting a little stale. so i've been planning things out more lately, and i'm very pleased to say that now i do have (kind of) an idea on the ending. which i have no idea when is going to happen

[moe-broey]

My therapist hasn't killed me yet 👍

[leafy-m]

So I hit my 700th edit for the WHA wiki today, because I am a totally normal person

[readymades2002]

if i might bitch about work for a second: yesterday was hellishly bad despite being able to keep up with it and i found out that apparently our department made 4600 dollars yesterday which is making me angry beyond belieffffffff

[sanctfy]

[spring-lxcked]

wait coming back just to add that i was thinking abt the generational element of the af.tons just being a fucked up family line and i'm. fine. i swear i'm f

[girl-bateman]

Feeling sick! Like emotionally and whatnot

[thebutchprinxe]

i have been ! thrown off my rhythm !

[ppulverse]

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[after-nine-at-the-oasis]

By the way I haven't seen the final episode but I watched episodes 1-4 of young royals and lost my mind and then today I watched episode 5 and I am unwell thank you

[thebraxiatelcollection]

My mum keeps asking me what I want to do for my 30th birthday next year, and honestly, I'm not even ready to become 29 THIS year.