#in my inbox 😭

[enruint]

the way that from all day's today is the day my internet connection is wonky af and let today be the one day i wanted to actually sit down and write. the joke lit writes itself. it's so annoying bc my spirit, mind and body are for once ALL willing 🙄 i don't like writing on my phone tho but i am saving my thoughts in my notes before i forget what i wanted to write for my drafts 😭 bc that one good idea comes once and if i don't write it down it's gone in 5 seconds flat. can't even watch my shows in peace. can't play my games. lit forced to acknowledge the row of books i never bothered to read ...

[saetoru]

GUYS PLS STOP YELLING AT ME IM SORRY. IM VERY VERY SORRY AND I WILL NEVER DO ANOTHER 10 PULL AGAIN IT WAS A MOMENT OF WEAKNESS AND IT WONT HAPPEN AGAIN SO PLS STOP YELLING AT ME

[lotus-pear]

horrendously late entry for @luneariann’s dtiys!! congrats on one million ely i’m so proud of you <3

[tomatoart]

S-P-I-R-I-T ! spirit, let’s hear it!

[strawberrykake]

“Look At Your Girl….” Prank

“You see how good she looks? Now imagine another guy enjoying her, you not meaning shit to her anymore. Exactly, get your act together.”

>>warnings: Tsukki -> suggestive, cursing

Kageyama, Tsukishima, Atsumu, Hinata

Kageyama

Kageyama was busy preparing his busy volleyball schedule for the next week

It’s been a while since you’ve spent quality time together

So in order to get his attention, you slump beside him with your phone in hand

Sensing your presence, he places an arm around your waist.

“Hey, baby.” He pecks your cheek.

“Hi.”

Without any warning, you play the audio:

Look at your girl.

He looks at you, then at your phone then back at you, confused.

You see how good she looks?

A blush starts to form on his cheeks and his lips curve up into a smile.

Now imagine another guy enjoying her…

His grin immediately drops at the horrifying thought of someone else being with you

“Hmmph.” Kageyama pouts, hearing the rest of the audio.

His grip on your waist has gotten tighter.

“Get up.” He motions to his lap for you to sit on and you gladly hop on.

You can’t stop smiling at his cute little pout.

It was hard to resist a kiss as you leaned in to give him a peck.

You feel his hand move behind your head, bringing you closer and preventing you from pulling away

The kiss lingers a little longer than you intend it to.

“Tob—” He enters his tongue, shutting you up.

He kisses you as if reminding you how much he loves you.

His hands cradle your face as you tightly wrap your arms around his neck.

After a heated make-out session, Kageyama pulls away with a smirk on his face, feeling satisfied with the dazed look on your face

“Tobio…”

“Let’s go out for dinner tonight. On me. I’ll treat you.”

You giggle and it makes his cheeks flush even more.

At the end of the day, you are his and he is yours. he knows that. just likes to be reminded

Tsukishima

“What is it?” Tsukki asks when you approach him slowly on the bed.

He was busy reading a book. He leaves the book open faced down on top of his broad chest.

He leans against the palm of his hand, elbow bent and muscles bulging.

Of course, it’s a habit for you to lay next to him, placing your head on top of his tricep.

“Listen to this!” You pull up your phone to play the audio and Tsukki remains silent to listen.

Look at your girl. His eyebrow raises, looking sideways at you.

You see how good she looks? He nods, giving an impressed look.

Now imagine another guy enjoying her, you not meaning shit to her anymore…

His face contorts into disgust.

When the audio ends, he picks his book right back up and adjusts his glasses.

No more words exchanged. Nothing.

“Uh, Kei?” You scoff, rubbing your nose against his arm

he ignores you

“you’re annoying” before getting up to leave.

“Aht. aht. aht. Where do you think you’re going, baby?”

“Finding another guy cuz it seems like I don’t mean sh—.”

“Don’t finish that sentence. It’s far from the truth. You know it.” Tsukki practically throws his book to the side, not caring if he lost the page he was on.

“I do. But…”

“But what?” He moves closer to the edge of the bed where you stood, taking your hands in his and kissing them.

“Tell me,” he says against your skin.

“I— I—” Instead of saying anything, you press your lips against his.

You can feel his smirk against your lips.

“If.” Kiss. “You.” Kiss. “Wanted.” Kiss. “To kiss.” Kiss. “Just tell me, baby.”

His lips move towards your neck and you feel his arms pull you in close before falling against the bed.

“I want a kiss,” you say shyly.

He chuckles, nipping your ear.

“Okay, pretty.” Tsukki turns you both over, so that he’s on top.

Before giving you a kiss, he stares at you.

And your eyes tell him that you were longing for more than a kiss tonight.

He definitely feels the same way.

Atsumu

“hmm?” He asks mid-crunch on some chips he was stuffing into his mouth

you were simply watching some videos on your phone while cuddling atsumu when he overheard the quote

“You see how good she looks? Now imagine another guy enjoying her, you not meaning shit to her anymore. Exactly, get your act together.”

“who th’ fawk is talkin? what does he know about whats mine?” he says with his mouth full

You giggle

“Who’s that, baby?” He keeps asking

“just some internet guy, love”

Atsumu turns on his side to pull you in closer.

“get off it. n pay attention to me now”

You raise your brow. “I thought you’re watching sports…” you say as the tv continues to play a live soccer game

“It’s not even volleyball. It’s okay baby. C’mon..” He puckers his lips, making you squeal and push him away.

Your actions make him pout.

“Whats up? I dont mean shit to you anymore?” He mocks the person from the video.

You giggle. “You have garlic cheese breath.”

“I’ll brush my teeth if thats what it takes to get a damn kiss from ya” He excitedly hops up from the bed.

You slapping his butt as he gets up from the mattress makes him raise a finger at you (as if he isn’t used to it)

Hinata

“You see how good she looks? Now imagine another guy enjoying her, you not meaning shit to her anymore. Exactly, get your act together.”

“Man…” *Hinata says his voice cracking up. Your playful smile disappears.

“Wouldn’t that be a-awful…”

You look at him apologetically.

“Aw baby…that’ll never happen”

Hinata looks dead at you in the eye

“No. tell me. Am I a good boyfriend? Be honest. I can use any critique I can get!”

You sigh

“You’re the sweetest, most loving boyfriend ever. I don’t wanna trade you for anything or anyone, understand Sho?”

He bites his lip, suppressing himself from crying.

“I-I love you, y/n. I mean it.”

You wrap your arms around his neck tightly.

“Well I love ya forever, my sunshine boy”

He holds you close, breathing you in

There’s nothing that feels as good as hugging this man

“Fuck, let me kiss you” *He whispers lowly, already claiming your lips before you get a chance to comprehend his words

You lose your sense of thinking whenever he kisses you

When a small whimper leaves your lips, he chuckles

“Don’t need anyone to tell me how good my baby looks”

And you’re in for an intense love bombing for the next couple of weeks

[thereweredragonshere]

I feel like Hiccup would try to pet a bear. His thought process is “Well I trained a night fury, I can become friends with a bear!” Meanwhile Astrid is yelling at him not to go near the bear.

If not friend why friend shaped

[princessbrunette]

since people are sending me asks like this i guess i’ll address it. idk what you ppl want me to say LMAOO do u hear yourselves? ‘fell off on obxtumblr’ like omg. this was a hobby. i said as soon as people make it feel like work - i will abandon ship. cos im not ur employee im a real person and some of you cannot stand that i am not feeding ur insane porn addiction anymore. getting this mad over me not writing porn????? oh my god. you have a gooning problem. this is tumblr dot com. take a fucking breath queen

[rinnsverse]

pls I desperately wanna be bsfs with damian this isn't okay

here’s some crumbs/mini facts then for u anon !!

reader and damian have a handshake that ends with a salute

most of the music damian listens to are recommendations from you — he normally listens to lofi tunes, classical, instrumentals and silence

they’re both lowk enablers to each other but not in a bad way, but in a way where if it’s unhinged enough, they’ll support each other; ex. drinking 5 caprisuns at once, the chubby bunny challenge, etc.

if your hair is on the longer side, damian keeps hair ties on his wrist in case you don’t have one handy or claw clips, whichever you prefer

damian doesn’t plan on telling you about his vigilante life, like genuinely. he plans on taking it to his grave.

most of what you know about damian’s “personal life” is just a carefully fragmented illusion of deceptive lies to keep you as far away from the life that’s been hidden from the public for decades

why he’s so skilled at random things? his mom

how he’s so proficient and fast at completing tasks? his mom

his mom? overprotective and strict are the only things he’s letting himself slip out

he says to himself that it’s all for your safety and that he doesn’t care that much about you, but sometimes in the classes he doesn’t share with you, he rubs his thumb against the beads of the friendship bracelet you gifted him

he doesn’t care that much about you, but he picks up on your own mannerisms himself whenever his opponent says something dumb that he doesn’t get, he slowly tilts his head to the side, looking them up and down

he doesn’t care that much about you, because he shouldn’t

getting attached that much to regular citizens would only drag them into vigilante shenanigans and cause them to only be a hindrance, and he doesn’t want that for you

bsf!damian just can’t afford to indirectly be a threat to you

elaboration here / pt.2

[tum-bakery]

I've gotten a few beach requests in my last batches so I thought I'd kill a few birds with one stone. Haven't drawn these two in awhile but It's nice to~

Edit with the og ask added:

[secret-tester]

Hey tester! If you’re still taking requests can you draw the kids having a slumber party? (Nightmare On Killmotor Hill is on the brain again lol)

Your ask is my command...

Thanks for the ask @queer-in-a-cornfield!

[ohno-pleasure]

Cute dress, but I think the top is a little small.

[[i block ageless blogs]]

[arcanegifs]

idk why ppl put comments like these + hate comments of the show/character/ship under the tags of a gifset knowing full well that the OP CAN and will probably see it and if u think this is a compliment IT IS NOT please stop doing this

[unhappy-sometimes]

Just wondering did you have any ideas on what git Anya and Damian in the 7/8 club? I imagine their triumphs are as epic as their shenanigans are hilarious.

i have a couple ideas

that's how they got two bolts in one day

[uzurakis]

heyy what about smoking weed with fratboy!suguru,who passed you the smoke with his mouth while you are onto his lap :333

ABOUT THIS . . “having fun?” suguru asks, voice low and a little rough from the smoke

you just nod, feeling the warmth of his body against yours. “mh-mm, it’s nice to just chill for a bit”

suguru smirks, taking another long drag before leaning in closer. he blows the smoke gently into your face, the warm, fragrant cloud enveloping you. so you close your eyes, letting the sensation wash over you

“here,” he murmurs, holding the joint up to your lips. “take a hit, dear”

you inhale deeply, feeling the burn in your throat and the immediate rush of relaxation. suguru watches you with an amused expression, his hand resting comfortably on your thigh

while you exhale, suguru takes another drag, this time leaning in even closer. he presses his lips to yours, passing the smoke directly into your mouth. both of you deepening the kiss for a brief, tantalizing moment before pulling back to breathe

[maiiuelle]

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“where are you going?” you question, hands gripping the base of your turtleneck sweater.

“i just figured i’d crash on the couch?” peter looks at you confused from your bedroom doorway, pointing down the hall behind him with his thumb.

“when have you ever slept on the couch?”

“i mean, i don't know — since we’re not official anymore?”

“you’re not sleeping on the couch, peter.” you laugh under your breath, pulling your shirt over your head and tossing it haphazardly into your overflowing laundry basket. you pluck a sweatshirt from your dresser drawer, pushing it closed with your hip.

“well, now I’m not.” he stares at you, practically panting like he’s never seen you in a bra before, until his eyes focus on the window he just snuck in through. “jesus, close the blinds! do you always strip in front of the whole neighborhood?” he limps over to it, pulling the blinds down and webbing them shut.

“wouldn’t you like to know,” you move to push off your jeans next, but you pause. “are you going to go feral if i change in front of you?”

“no! no, no, nope — self-control is my middle name.” your ex-boyfriend dramatically turns around, making a show of dropping himself onto your bed and covering his eyes. though, he parts his fingers to peek through at you, and you can’t help but giggle.

what’s the difference anyway? he’s seen it all before. you turn your back to him, pulling your jeans off and kicking them into the corner of the room. you feel his eyes on you as you pull on a pair of sleep shorts — tying them loosely and leaning over to flick off the lights.

you don’t make it far before he’s on you, his hands snaking around your stomach to pull you against him.

“peter—”

“you know, now that i think about it, benjamin is my middle name,” he laughs in your ear, breath shaky against your neck. your head falls back to rest against his shoulder, “not — uh self-control.”

peter’s anxious breathing turns into a frustrated sigh, his hands roaming up and down your torso — slowly finding their way to your hips, using them as handles to keep you pushed flush against him.

“mm, so we’re really still not official? because this feels official.”

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[jackalspine]

Aforementioned shitty way to make that grid lol ^

Also bonus guys in the style of @friendly-neighborhood-imbecille and @ectoblastic