#lubs yous

[cashmoneyyysstuff]

katsuki who breaks his sleep schedule ONLY on your birthday because he wants to be sure he’s the first one to text you.

at exactly midnight .on.the.dot. you get a string of messages from your boyfriend saying :

“happy birthday, moron.”

“i love you and all that stupid mushy shit”

“you better say it back. fucked up my sleep for you.”

“❤️”

he doesn’t even care if you’re already asleep, he’s already sure he was the very first one to text you but if you are still awake he’s even more proud cause you saw it happen. him who you (and his friends) tease all the time for going to sleep at like 8:30 sharp stayed up doing fuck all just to be the first to wish you a happy fucking birthday.

so yeah, you bet your ass he’s proud. and he’ll go to sleep and knock out immediately with a smirk on his face when you text him a “thank you sm, katsuki !!! i love you sosooososos much💕💕”

“yeah you better. go to bed, g’night <3”

n’ yeah okay, maybe he’ll be a bit crankier than usual, but it’ll be worth it seeing how bright you smile and jump to hug him, kissing all over his cheek with thank you’s and love you’s.

he’ll just take it out on kaminari.

[lissdiary]

katsuki has always noticed how soft you are, the way you sympathize with almost everyone bringing you to tears during every situation makes his heart flutter. although his personality is quite different from yours, he loves how sentimental and innocent you can be. it’s as if he’s a planet and you’re his sun, revolving around him even on his darkest days. he always sees how much light you bring to the room, and how easily you smile. he’ll never admit how clingy he is but he just doesn’t wanna let go of his sweet girlfriend, ever.

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when katsuki comes home from patrolling, all he can think about is you. how you sit on the couch, eagerly waiting for him to come home. as soon as he gets there, you jump up, running to the door. you open your arms for him, “welcome home, kats” he melts into your arms nudging his face into your neck. you wrap your arms around him, “long day?” you run your hand through his blonde locks, giving him a few scratches for him to relax. he nods, “just missed ya’ baby.

he comes home every night, saying how much he misses you. katsuki lifts his head up, looking at the kitchen. you had prepared his favorite meal before he got home.you gave him a peck, a sign of proud you are of all his hard work. he walked over to the table, looking at the plate you prepared for him. “f’me? thank you baby.” he pulls you in for a kiss before sitting down to eat. you sit at the table with him, even though you had already eaten before he got home. you sit there smiling, listening to him yap about whatever ‘extras’ he had to encounter today. he looks up at you, your palm holding your head.

katsuki complains when you’re not in bed by the time he is, before you can move the sheets to get in he grabs your wrist, pulling you onto him. you peck his face in order for him to forgive you for ‘taking too long’. you attempt to get off and go on your side of the bed, but he pulls you back. “one more, baby.” you roll your eyes, giving pecking his lips. “last one” this time he pecks your lips, letting you go. he can’t sleep without you telling him you love him. as you start to dooze off, you mumble “i love you” to him. katsuki turns on his side to face you,

“love you more, idiot” kissing your temple before going to sleep.

— not proof read !

sweet request from anon !

[ghoulibrat]

☆ 2day feels beautiful ☆

[heymrspatel]

hey, have you ever thought about the fact that ian gets the courage to come out to fiona while sitting in his little twin bed? the same little bed he sits on to get ready on the morning of his wedding? to yank his fiance forward? to kiss him and promise him their future? hmm?

[jesuistrestriste]

art donaldson who is obsessed with his looks.

just less in a vain way, and more in a “i desperately want them to notice me” way.

he buys body scrubs and protein-rich hair masks and salicylic acid facial toners and sheet masks and luxurious lotions and—

everything that he’s seen people use online; all in hopes of catching your eye.

he wants to look clean. he wants to look soft. he wants to look smooth. he wants to look good. he wants you seeing his bouncing blonde curls and shiny muscles and moisturized body, and think ‘wow, this guy is exactly what i’ve been looking for!’

i mean, what purpose would he serve for you if he wasn’t attractive?

he doesn’t even have to end up becoming your boyfriend, he’d settle with just being able to touch you under the covers if that was all you wanted from him.

a little piece of the whole you would be better than nothing.

sometimes he gets a little embarrassed when he’s in the middle of shaving his chest in the shower, but he reminds himself that it’ll all be worth it when you take one look at him—shirtless on the courts—and see how much he looks like a model from a designer catalogue.

because he does.

…doesn’t he?

[blu-ish]

🚨LONG POST WARNING⚠️

Me? Posting a long comic? Nooooo...

My Sonic 3 Prediction🌠

My dumb of ass watching a scene that will never happen

[vos0q]

Dominique de Sade 🥀

[ellearts]

No one:

Me at 2 am: Liam Lawson kitty

[hatkuu]

What would high jealousy!kylar do when you call him good boy. Like, he’s already threatened random classmate w/ knife and decided to kidnap you as soon as school’s over. But you just smiled, smooched his cheek and said you’re so cute that’s my good boy. Would the jealousy bar goes waaaaay down or would he snap.

hnansnnjjj waaaay down. waaaayyyyyyy waaayyy down.

especially if you're tied up in his basement - kylar's expecting you to panic, to have you squeal about how much you hate him and that you want to go home - but you simply lean forward and give him a smooch on the cheek and called him cute??? AND a good boy?? kylar.exe has stopped working.

gen! reader and m! kylar below!

Kylar's hovering over you, knife clutched tightly in one hand, the other clenched into a hard fist by his side. Each breath that escapes him is loud and rattles his chest. It sounds like it hurts.

Surprisingly, even as you're held in Kylar's basement for what might be the third time this month, you aren't scared. You'll still listen to his ramblings, though.

"I had to protect you, m-my love... I love you so m-much—"

You cut Kylar off mid sentence, pressing a firm kiss to his cheek. Kylar gasps at the contact, flinching backward onto his rear as his knife clatters to the basement floor along with him. His hair falls back, exposing his mortified eyes and the bright blush that coats his cheeks. His mouth is agape, too.

"You're so cute! That's my good boy!"

He blushes hotter and heavier as he immediately moves to ground himself against your thighs. He looks up at you with wide, petrified eyes. His nails dig into you, careful to avoid the rope-burned areas of your skin. The partially termite-eaten chair groans at the extra weight, clearly only accustomed for one person.

"Y-You're not m-mad?"

"No? You're just protecting me! It's cute!" If you could pet his hair, you would. But with your hands currently tied behind your back, the most you can do is giggle and coo at Kylar to soothe him.

"I thought y-you hated me!" He sobs, quickly moving to untie your bindings. He wipes his eyes with the back of his hoodie sleeve, smearing a mix of tears and snot across his cheek. "You ignored me s-so much— I thought— I thought you f-found someone e-else!"

"Nooo! I just like riling you up, that's all!"

"What?"

[bubblesteasblog]

Haven’t posted on here in a while so uhhh have some WIPS/things I never finished and some doodles

[cashmoneyyysstuff]

sometimes katsuki gets really dramatic (but let’s be fr when isn’t he) and acts like you ghosted him when you don’t respond to his texts in thirty minutes. not in a creepy way, just in a dramatic, needy way.

he’s not worried or anything, he checks his phone every few minutes to see if any texts from you have come in. it’s a force of habit, because you usually respond pretty quickly but after a while it gets a little weird. and then he sends you a text and another one and unconsciously he starts spamming you a bit. again, not in a creepy way. just an annoying needy whiny dramatic baby, way.

“what’s up, bakubro ? you keep checking your phone.” katsuki doesn’t look at kirishima, eyes glued to his phone when he just grunts out an “‘m fine.”

and then kaminari just has to open his big mouth. his voice playful as he speaks “uh oh, trouble in paradiseee~?” katsuki scoffs, telling the blonde to fuck off.

and he isn’t worried..not at all. until he thinks about it and maybe there was trouble in paradise ?? were you maybe ignoring him ? what’d he do ?

you look up from your notebook at the sound of your phone vibrating. oh, it’s katsuki ! you smile just seeing his contact pop up.

“hi, katsu !”

silence, no response. you try again.

“…hello ?”

you hear a scoff from the other end, and some shuffling before your boyfriend graces you with an answer. “look at your phone, you idiot.”

“hello, katsu.” you snort. “yeah, yeah. hi.” you can practically hear the roll of his eyes through the phone, you giggle and your boyfriend huffs through the speaker.

it’s then that you see the wall of texts from him “oh, did you text me ? my bad i was studying.”

there’s a faint sigh of relief “‘s fine.”

“were you worried ?” you tease.

“fuck no. just—“ a sudden pause then katsuki grumbles “answer my texts next time, moron. bye. don’t overdo it while studying or i’ll kill you.”

“meanie !” you giggle, and when he hangs up you send him a text.

we can study together next time, just so you don’t flip out again 💗😚

katsuki scoffs a mean laugh, then sends you a middle finger.

[mosaickiwi]

momoo auugh i had another idea a bit ago but i forgor </3 totally not self indulgent but could i request an angel who's normally very touch-aversed (with gloves n all) carefully reaching out to redacted to just hold their hand or something small without their glove(s) 👉👈 a quiet, tender moment with angel and redacted. i need the comfort lol

hope that made sense, i love your work sm!!

hiii hiiii shalls <3!!! Immediately started on this when I got it for no particular reason hehehehehe :3c happy birthday!!

14 Days With You is an 18+ Yandere Visual Novel. MINORS DNI

~Touch Averse Angel~

“Ren?”

[REDACTED] perked up beside you at the sound of your voice. You’d been quieter than usual, milling from store to store lost in thought as he trailed not too far behind along the pier. It was meant to be a simple shopping date. But you were too distracted to even remember what you'd bought despite the bags at your feet.

You were staring out at the ocean, trying to work up the courage to hold his hand. It had happened a couple of times before. Only with your gloves on, once you'd mentally prepared. Never for too long, either. You wanted it to be different this time.

It took a second to realize they were still waiting, patient for whatever you wanted to say. The silence had lasted longer than you meant it to. 

“Can we...” you began, unsure if you could even say it. You weren't prepared just yet as you turned to look at him. “...Can you go get me something warm to drink?” you asked.

Their response came with an amused smile, snake bites tugging up with the corners of his mouth. “Sure thing, Angel. Guessin' you want the usual?” You silently nodded. “Be right back.” 

He obviously knew you meant to ask something else, but he didn't pry. Instead, he sauntered off towards a brightly patterned stall further down the pier.

You immediately fussed with the fabric of your gloves, hurried to pull them off and shove them away in a coat pocket. An embarrassed huff escaped as you turned to lean forward on the wooden railing, arms crossed to stave off the cool breeze that came to brush at your fingertips.

Maybe you were overthinking it. You didn't need to announce that you wanted to hold their hand. They'd get the message loud and clear if you just went for it.

The old wood of the pier barely creaked under his boots as [REDACTED] came back. A tall cup was set on the railing next to you, scarred fingers wrapped far at the bottom to hold it steady.

“Thanks,” you said as you reached for it. He let go as soon as you securely grabbed the top. 

His blue eyes seemed to zero in on your hands. They took a sip of their own drink before asking, “Gloves bothering you?”

“Something like that,” you mumbled as you mustered up the courage again. Steam from the drink wafted into your face as you took a few sips to warm up and think it over. He wasn’t quite in reach anymore, but you’d take the next opportunity as soon as—

“I have another pair if y'need ‘em,” he said softly. 

The dark-haired man pulled a set of gloves out from his jacket. They weren’t in his style, nor his size. You watched as he placed them on the railing, just as he did with the drink. Had he always been carrying around an extra pair for you? He wasn’t even wearing any of his own.

“Um, thank you,” you repeated and fell silent, a little caught off guard. You took the gloves and fiddled with them for a moment. The fabric felt softer than your other ones, and a lot warmer from being hidden away in his coat. It was comforting.

The gloves had to be stashed in another pocket for now. Yet again he didn't question your actions, despite how odd you were being—how odd you'd been all day. You drummed your fingers on the styrofoam cup as you glanced at him from the corner of your eyes.

For once, he wasn't looking at you. He was leaning back, one hand dangling off the edge of the railing while the other held his drink close to his mouth. Every so often he was biting his lip as he swallowed with a tiny wrinkle to his brow.

You shifted closer and began to reach for him.

They were quick to notice once you moved, eyes widening and darting between your face and your hand—your bare hand—that was slowly inching towards theirs on the wooden surface. There was clear anticipation in the way his fingers curled and uncurled, though he otherwise held still. Somehow his patience to let you take your time helped calm your nerves. It took a few more seconds until you eventually felt the warmth radiating from their hand.

His skin was a little rough in some places. You delicately traced over the faint veins running along the back of his hand before tucking your fingers in to touch the softer side of his palm. The angle seemed awkward, but you were determined to see it through. They slightly turned their wrist to make it easier for you to hold on. 

Neither of you spoke while you settled into the feeling for the first time.

Everything about it felt different without the barrier you normally had. It was new, but comfortable. You didn’t mind how cold [REDACTED]'s fingertips were compared to the rest of him, or the way his thumb draped loosely over your unsteady knuckles. A silent sort of reminder that you could pull away whenever you needed to—except you wanted to stay like this.

If it wasn’t for the rather hasty swig of his drink that he took once you carefully tightened your grip, you would’ve seen the beginnings of an uncontrollable smile on your partner’s face.

[kimmie2me]

A Jacket For Him, A Charm For You

I can soo see Bakugou grumbling about needing a "good damn jacket" that keeps him warm enough but doesn't make him look like some marshmallow out in the cold. After a solid half-hour of scrutinizing every brand, fiber, and lining thickness, he finally finds one that he deems both acceptable and tough enough. Meanwhile, you’re just a couple of stores over (because waiting for him got soo boring), eyes practically sparkling as you admire an entire rack of Sanrio and Pucca bracelets. Of course, you’d sworn, “I’m just tagging along, not buying anything.” But the tiny charms—Hello Kitty, Chococat, and the Pucca ones—are all too cute. You’d never buy it yourself, though, as you remind yourself. Then, as you’re absorbed in their details, Bakugou sidles up, raising an eyebrow at your captivated stare. “Done?” he mutters, the question gruff but somehow softer when he catches you smiling at the bracelets. You snap out of it, smile at him, and nod. But he already seems to have plans—maybe even doubling back for a little surprise for you.

[tangential-hooligan]

turning them into wallpaper :333

[howdoyousleep3]

i missed you all, I’m just here to shit post and share random thoughts about the same characters I’ve been talking about for years. this feels like my nest! 😭 i love being here❣️

[bcofl0ve]

(me vs posting things on the wrong blog. whoops!) more publications should re-publish old interviews with him from their archives!!! this is super cool- and the interview itself is sweet!