#s'fine

[flippyspoon]

Your california insurance code video 🤝 the 7 required training modules for teachers EVERY year 😮‍💨

[pine-needle-shuffle]

I love writing vulnerability<3 (*author is actively trying not to bash his head into a wall*)

[snackugaki-jestsjapesjokes]

wip li si hard mode vs easy mode

[darkarfs]

I'm basic as hell in one regard: chances are if you have a song with the word "moon," "bone," "teeth" or "ghost" in it, I probably like it.

[ineffablerainstorm]

The episode is called "Every Day" not because of the song, but because it haunts you. Every. Damn. Day.

[blvck-minou]

Movie ooting

[willowser]

im always thinking abt that first night being couple with bakugo, when u finally get to/have to shaare a bed together............ is it awkward? is it sweet? what happens when you're both awake in the middle of the night... do you ask each other questions to get to know each other better? and do you wake the next day cuddling???

oooooh, let's think !! i feel like you're in the bathroom, brushing your teeth and changing into your pj's and, while you're excited he picked you, you're probably so nervous LOL bc he's so handsome !! and intimidating !! and so different than denki !!! you're used to snuggling up with him and sleeping well, so it's a bit awkward when you crawl into the bed and bakugou's back is facing you LOL

you face him and bring the blanket up to your neck and your cheeks and just sigh, and then when the lights shut off, bakugou is just staring into the darkness of the room with his heart beating out of his chest 🥺 bc this is so hard for him !!! 🥺 but eventually he can tell sero and mina are in the bed next to his, sucking face, and so he has to turn around bc he can't stand it — and then he's nearly nose to nose with you !!

and in such close proximity, he can make out the details of your face, your nose, the wide whiteness of your eyes, and he wonders if you can feel the heat from his face.

"hi," you whisper, and he can see the curve of your smile like this, can taste the sweetness to it. "sorry if i end up touching you all night."

he frowns and hopes you can't see it, insecurities swirling in his throat. already, you've caught onto how prickly he is and he's gonna have to really try to keep you, open himself right up in front of everyone—

"i take it you're not much of a cuddler."

bakugou shrugs, feels you shift because of it. "do what you want, i don't care."

you're quiet for long enough that he starts to think about sleeping outside, because he's an idiot, but then you say, "okay," and turn your back to him — and he's ruined it, he thinks, already.

but then he can feel you inching towards him, pressing your back up to his chest, your hair right in front of his nose, the sweet smell of your shampoo flipping his stomach.

you speak over your shoulder, cheek brushing his chin. "i'm really glad you picked me."

for a moment, he forgets that he's sealed away from the world, on live television, and only thinks about your warmth, your possibility and potential, and then he gingerly wraps his arm over your waist. "me too."

(i think in the morning, you've both shifted in your sleep; you having rolled on your stomach, leg kicked out to your left, cheek sunk into your pillows — but bakugou is still facing your sprawled form, arm still around your waist, the tips of his fingers tucked under the shirt that's ridden up your stomach. it's not much, but — it's the start of something.)

[astramachina]

working on the singularity project is real fun because my brain will say shit like "hey do you know we can go into explicit detail of the things this kind of narrative always leaves out? you know we can do that right?" and i'll reply with "yes, but the fact that so much of it is left unexplained is what makes it engaging. lack of knowledge and forced extrapolation is the best analog for tackling the incomprehensible like that's literally the definition of cosmic horror" and my little gremlin brain will go "yeah but like. what if we did it anyway"

[capturerextraordinaire]

it. uh

Nice cock! (slaps yer "probe".)

keh heh. wrong move.

it begins wit' a BURNIN'. ya look down and ta yer horror, ya find 'at once was yer hand has FLAYED AWAY. gone is yer epidermis, yer sinew, yer tissue — all 'at remains is BONE, gleamin' white, BLEACHED by 'da sheer UNFAT'OMABLE NATURE 'a my probe!

i gnash my teeth at you — is it a GRIN or a T'REAT? and i say: "c'mon, fiend. 'nice' doesn't even BEGIN ta describe it!"

[shikan0in-heizou]

she's home!

and like... with a fairly decent pull, considering my usual luck

[lunchboxart]

DON'T CALL ME SWEET JUST BECAUSE I WON'T BITE . . .

[fourfuckinghorsemen]

Some stuff's happened in GC. Sorry.

I can't be bothered to read it all, don't worry.

[fairymint]

clarified a rule that i have about smut partners, since I do say I'd prefer my partners 'involved' in sfw interactions- These don't necessarily have to be IC/threads. Just. having a general knowledge of the muses involved.

[blistering-typhoons]

hunghf, oh god, just remembered what this blog used to be called

[letstrip13]

୨୧ - melatonin

summary: when you can't sleep, there's only one person who can help

warnings: none, just fluff!!

word count: 287

author's note: day 2 of posting blurbs until everything i post stops flopping!! also go check out my new account theme, i think it turned out really cute !!

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you knock softly on your roommate's door, your knuckles barely tapping the wood. there's no response so you slowly push the door open. matt stirs awake, barely lifting his head up to look at you. “again?” he murmurs, his voice raspy with sleep.

you simply nod and whisper “m'sorry. nothing else works.” he pushes the blankets aside to make a space for you. “s'fine, sweetheart. c'mere.”

you don't think twice, crossing the room in a few quick steps and climbing into bed alongside him. he pulls the blankets over you, still warm from his body heat and the scent of his body wash lingering on them.

“thank you,” he hums in response as his arms engulf your frame and he pulls you close to his chest, busying one hand with stroking your hair. you let out a content sigh and he chuckles, or at least tries to with the sleep overtaking him.

your mind, once filled with consuming thoughts that keep you up night after night, slow and become hazy, the only thoughts remaining now are those of bliss and comfort. you don't know what it was about matt but he has the ability to calm you down and put you to sleep like no other, like a teddy bear, like melatonin.

it doesn't take more than a few minutes for you to slip into that long-awaited slumber. “better?” he whispers, only to be met with silence as he realizes you're asleep already.

only after he's kept an eye on you to make sure you really are asleep does he let his own eyes close as he drifts back off to sleep, content with the warmth of your body against his and the peacefulness radiating off you.

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[tojisun]

!! smut; (consensual) objectification; threesome but with power dynamics; f!reader; very short and messy drabble! [UNEDITED]!; established simon x gaz // divider by @/plutism <33

kyle taking your virginity and kinda making a mess out of your cunt that when he pulls away, he pats your bum and tells simon, "sorry LT. kinda got distracted."

and simon, while fisting his chub softly, almost lazily, just grunts dismissively and says, "s'fine. i'm not good with virgins anyways."

kyle laughs, his hand still roving all over you as though you are not exhausted and spent, the air leaving you in rasps as you try to catch your breath. his eyes turn teasing and he playfully bats his lashes at his lieutenant.

"you jus' want my sloppy seconds," kyle trills, playful but a touch shy, as though testing the waters to see if simon really did mean it — the fast kisses and bigger hands sliding underneath kyle's trousers to have a cupful of his ass; the snarled promises of a good time, of simon taking care of him.

simon stops fisting his cock for a second, enough to truly set his gaze on kyle instead of on your trembling body, and rumbles, "i'll want whatever scraps you give me, garrick."

kyle doesn't croon but it's close, and as a reward, he manhandles you just enough that your legs are parted to show off the glistening and cum-stained mess that your pussy has become — a treat that kyle is offering to his lieutenant.

kyle watches as a perfectly-timed dollop of his cum slides out from your slit and into the sheets, before smiling mischievously at simon. "wanna taste 'er?"

and it's all simon needs for him to tug his fatigues back up before he's rousing from his seat with a grunt. he cups kyle's jaw when he gets close, his callused thumb rubbing over kyle's lips.

"i'll eat her whole until i've swallowed all of you, baby. i swear on it," simon murmurs, his chest heaving in his thinly-veiled desire.

you mewl, in protest or in excitement, they don't know but it still has kyle grinning, excited, his cock stirring already again.

"okay," he tells simon. "show me."

simon pulls you to him like you're a doll with her strings cut loose, your body dragging against the sheets easily, and kyle sits back, ready to enjoy the show.