#smothering you in kisses!!

[ian-galagher]

MYN! 😍 YOU ARE THE SWEETEST AND I LOVE YOUOUOU! 🥰🧡Look at those darling cupids! 😍 Mickey WHAT ARE YOU AIMING AT?! Naughty boys! 😁 I'll allow it because it's Valentine's!

[kabukiaku]

head scratches for terzo's favorite ghoul....

[twentyfivemiceinatrenchcoat]

gojo is the type of bf to kiss you alllllll the time when you least expect it . i know he is. super casually and whenever he feels like it, no matter what you’re doing….. every time you so much as pucker your lips in thought he’s There and ready to smooch you :((((((( you’re sitting on the couch and reading? smooch. you’re cooking? smooch. you’re in the shower? smooch. how did he get in there? smooch. he’s insane and addicted and he loves you sosomuch……..

[bird-inacage]

Love Sea Episode 9 BTS | Fort The Kissing Menace & His Enabler

Peat: There's no kissing in this scene! What did I just say?? No kissing - Why do you keep kissing me?? Stop kissing me already! Get offfff.

Fort: Let me kiss you.

Peat: Okay.

[soap-ify]

adding onto older boyfriend soap if i may, how would it be when he decides to actually fuck you with his big dick?

original post. oh boy!!

cw — age gap, p in v, degradation, mean soap but in a soft way if that makes sense.

you had been so sweet and obedient to your older boyfriend soap, and it was just one random night when he decided to let you have what you wanted. one reason was that your adorable tears had gotten to him, and the other being that his own patience had long worn thin.

johnny had you laying on your back, legs spread open while he stuffed your cunt with three fingers, trying to fit in a fourth. you whimpered at the stretch, brows knitted.

“p-please… just want you cock.”

“ssh, i ken. jus’ wanna stretch ye nicely.” he cooed, pressing soft kisses on the tip of your nose, his voice gruff yet laced with so much tenderness, his previous mocking tone having just vanished into thin air.

well, that’s what you thought was the case.

seeing the way your lips parted in awe and eyes twinkled in delight when he started easing his hard girthy cock inside you boosted up his ego tremendously, and before you knew it, he was back to being all mean.

he made sure to push his cock deep inside you, watching you try to adjust to his ridiculously big size while he fucked you nice and steady, your legs snuggly wrapped around his hips.

“look at ye… lookin’ so dumb and fucked jus’ by this cock. this is what ye wanted, eh? wanna be stuffed full all the time?” he tutted in mock disdain, and all you could do was moan shyly and nod because his words were true!

his cock felt way too better than what you had imagined, hitting all the sweet spots inside you and making your head go all mushy while you sobbed out incoherent babbles, all cockdrunk, eyes rolling back.

“fuck— keep yer eyes on me.” he grunted, his hand giving a light tap on your cheek, making you look at him with teary eyes that were struggling to remain open.

he didn’t even bother pulling out, especially not when you were squeezing around him so eagerly, making him fill you up with his warm cum.

[tang3r1n]

ooohhh how i love insecure shoto who makes himself cry just a lil harder when he realizes you stay coddling and praising him that much longer.

he can’t get enough of your sweet voice, soft hands, worried frown while your chubby cheeks are puffed out while you fret and dan over him, letting his messy hair and pressing only the most loving of kisses on his wet hot cheeks.

and ooohh how pitiful he feels when he collapses in your arms, wailing and hiccuping his way through the latest rant about how lost and broken he feels, but ohh it feels so devilishly good to have you soak up all his hurt and soothe him, whispers of heaven and perfection and ‘i love you’s clouding his vision and dizzying his mind as he struggles to relax, melting away into your warm arms with a shameful shiver.

[gojoest]

my sweet, sweet babyboy 💖💖💖💖💖💖

[iilmunchkiin]

Just saw an absolutely amazing post that convinced me that Ceroba would be the one who confesses first.

(op turned turned off reblogs unfortunately so I'm making this post (┬┬﹏┬┬)) ("Just put the link to the post here-" No, you absolute buffoon, they turned it off for a reason and I'm going to respect that) (also potential rambling?? again??) (future LM here, yep there is alot of rambling. this was supposed to be a character analysis but I accidentally made a fic halfway LMAOAOAOAOAOA )

god I'm a sucker for slow burn and angst (duh, you all know that) I used to think that Starlo wouldn't be able to take it anymore and finally get the balls to confess to her, he goes up to her and it'll be the usual cheesy but wholesome moment with him nervously laughing, Ceroba getting surprised so she turns away while brushing off some hair that got on her face, Starlo sheepishly rubbing the back of his head and stuttering to get the words out. It'll all be planned of course he's a gentleman, he's just so stupidly nice and understanding that if Ceroba just flat out tells him "I don't wanna be in a romantic relationship with you" I just know he's going to smile and tell her it's okay and he'd still be there for her and it won't affect their friendship at all and he's going to stay by her side de jashdkahsd sorry the brainworms are doing the thing again.

Of course the idea of Ceroba confessing first also came into my mind, her realizing she's in love with Starlo but now has to fight the guilt thinking that she's "betraying/cheating on Chujin" made the little angsty gremlin in me giggle but I just preferred it would be Starlo who breaks the ice just for shittles and giggles (I like seeing him get all blushy and shy HIHIHIHIH). Also adding the fact that Ceroba DID consider getting together with him but she brushes it off cuz she thinks he's still too immature. (Yes I am aware Ceroba acknowledges Starlo growing up in True Pacifist but I didn't give it that much thought I was in delulu land)

But then I saw the post and ho h my god oh my goddddddd.....

I was a fool

Starlo is aware of what Ceroba has gone through and as her childhood best friend he would respect her and not risk overwhelming her with a confession cuz OF COURSE HE WOULDNT, and if he DID consider confessing it would be YEARS after the whole "Clover-sacrificing-themselves-for-the-futue-of-monsterkind" ordeal but he would have probably fallen out of love at this point and it would go

⭐: "OH YEAH btw I had a crush on you when we were kids" 🦊: "HUH"

(not dismissing the chance he could still be in love with her despite that I mean he's dedicated and loyal and so damn devoted to her it makes sense, it was just had a funny thought giggles)

But then after reading the post, it reopened the idea of Ceroba confessing first and... oh my god it was glorious. It would start small, thinking he looked nice one day, subconsciously gazing at him and adoring him at the distance as he talks his usual nonsense at the saloon with the feisty 5, wanting to hang out with him a little more than usual, until it slowly builds up over time. She starts noticing the little things about him, his wide smile, the sound of his voice and the laughter he makes when he does his usual shenanigans with her in post-pacifist where things are starting to get brighter as they heal together, she would call him an idiot but god he would just smile at her again and the little dimples on the sides of his face would make her melt without knowing and she swears she felt her face get warm but brushes it off, thinking it's nothing. But that's where the snowball keeps getting bigger, she would see him talking to the folk again at the saloon and wish it was her he was laughing with, she'll quickly snap out of it, shake her head a little and think about how weird it was for her to have thought about that. She'd find herself beaming when he calls her name and feel so stupid for doing so, "Why am I so happy all of a sudden? He says my name all the time..."

And the snowball finally crashes when they have one of those talks, y'know the ones where you usually have at 3 am with your friends? Just talking about life in general, talking about the future, what are each of them scared of, what they feel and what they think about things, just being so vulnerable and open with each other. They've had their fair share of these talks but today was different. He looked absolutely stunning, despite being mentally exhausted he still looked divine, the way his eyes droop when his expression softens, the slow rise and fall of his chest when he sighs, his wide glistening smile turning into a small and soft curl on his lips. She can't help herself but make subtle touches and discreetly brush her shoulder against his as they lean towards the railings of the balcony, fighting the urge to just reach out and figure out small ways to make contact with him. She gazes at him the entire time, analyzing him, noticing all the little changes he makes, why can't she look away? She can't, she tried, so many times but it still ends up with her looking at him again trying to burn the image of him in her mind, wanting to leave it there forever. When the talk comes to a close, he turns to her and offers a hug, she accepts it and the moment he melts into her arms, she feels a sudden warmth on her chest and it instantly scatters around her entire body, enveloping her. They share each other's warmth, she slowly buries her face onto his shoulder, cherishing this small moment with him as they hold each other tight in each other's embrace. She's closing her eyes, inhaling his scent, it feels like she's in a dream, she doesn't want this moment to end, she doesn't wanna wake up just yet but.... They break a part, he gives her his goodbyes. As she goes home she lays in bed, face up, staring at the ceiling as she recalls everything that happened to her, putting pieces of the puzzle together as she finally comes to terms with herself and gets hit with the realization. It all comes crashing down to her, her eyes widen and she lets out an audible groan. She lays in silence for a moment, feeling absolute agony for being so stupid, she peaks through her fingers and looks back up the ceiling again, "Fuck..."

I haven't even dabbled with what goes on in her head after she accepts this fact, the sudden guilt consuming her, feeling like she betrayed Chujin, the person she loved with her entire soul only to fall for another. She hates it. And if she confesses she's going to be a wreck and Starlo just instantly goes to comfort her, telling her it's okay, she doesn't have to force herself to confess to h- No. She wants this, she's absolutely in love, he may have fallen first but she fell even harder, but with so much conflict in her mind, wanting to hold his hand without the weight on her shoulders pulling her back. The entire time they're together, Starlo finds the time to console her, comfort her, feeling horrible for making him stay up late just for her but he says he doesn't mind and he himself wants this, feeling absolutely honored to have her in her arms and that she trusts him so much that she's just so open and vulnerable and he's being so kind and patient to her I hate them I HATE THEM I FFUCKING HATE THUEJN R F FUCK FUCKF FFIFUUCJCC N I HATE THEMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM

thE SLOW BURN IS SO SLOW BUT KEEP UP AND SET THE KITCHEN IN FLAMES PLEASE RAUGHHH

SAVE ME STAROBA W AS SAV VE MEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE

TL;DR: uhhhh read a post and it convinced me that Ceroba slowly falls in love with Starlo over time without realizing it and when she finally does she feels really guilty cuz it feels like she's betraying Chujin, the slow burning is burning and the angst is scrumptious. Thank you for coming to my Ted Talk. /j

[lomltrentarnold]

strawberry lipgloss — jude bellingham ₊˚ෆ

ও hana’s notes : holiday jude blurb cause im feral after that photo dump 🫶 so sorry for any grammatical errors </3

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“You ready, love?”

Jude’s voice echoed the room, you could hear his footsteps nearing closer to the bathroom from where you stand.

“5 more minutes!” you yelled out, struggling to put on your mascara.

You could hear his laugh booming at your answer, “You said that 10 minutes ago, babe.”

You ignored his remark as you were to focused on your task in hand. Not noticing the familiar figure of your boyfriend standing in the entryway of the door. His soft eyes stuck on you, completely in awe. He thinks you’re the prettiest. With your hair perfectly framing your face, your eyes shining under the bathroom light and your lips looking oh so kissable. He wonders what flavour lip balm you’re wearing.

Jude walked over to you, looming behind your frame as he kept his eyes on your reflection at the mirror in front of you. You jumped a bit after feeling Jude’s cold hands resting on your hip, your shirt riding up a bit at your movement that made him squeeze your sides when your skin touched.

“Ya scared me.” you laughed, relaxing in his hold. You pick up your strawberry lip balm, putting it on, before clapping your hands together excitedly. “I’m ready!”you turned your body around, smiling up at him.

Jude could feel himself melting when he saw your sweet smile. What did he do to deserve you?

“What did I do to deserve you?” Jude slipped out, the words replaying inside his mind and he just can’t hold it back.

You laughed, and Jude’s heart squeeze at the sound. “So sappy.” you softly hit his chest, kissing his cheek.

Jude was so enamoured by you, he didn’t even feel the shining lip stain that was now on his cheek. You giggled when you realised, moving to wipe it away. Your gaze involuntarily dropped down to his lips, as you planted a soft peck on them.

Before you could back away, Jude’s hand went behind your neck, tilting your head up to kiss you deeper. Your hands went to wrap around his waist.

You both broke apart, heavy breaths mingling with glazed eyes and love struck expressions, hands softly gripping the other for support.

A notification pinged from your phone making you glance at it, you read the text before looking at Jude, “We need to go, our friends are already there.” you breathed out, still trying to catch your breath from the make out session two seconds ago.

Jude shrugged his shoulders, hand at your jaw, thumb brushing your cheek, “5 more minutes.” he whispered, before crashing his lips with yours.

Now he knows what flavour your lip balm is.

reblog for a kiss <3

[ectoplasmer]

you guys ever grab your f/o’s face and just *forehead kiss* *forehead kiss* *forehead kiss* *forehea

[ap-kinda-lit]

I refuse to believe Bulma would not be giddy about seeing Vegeta as a kid. She would go into fangirl mode because her hunky badman hubby was a tiny stray kitten crossed with an angry gnome.

[downtherabbitholewithlucy]

Wes Borland: The Human Emoji

[nubuckleather]

buck and eddie naked making out on the bed while tommy sits in the cuck chair and feeds them lines like, “he’s so desperate and pathetic, you know he wanted me first?” and “he doesn’t mean anything to me, he was just practice for your cock,” and “can you imagine his dumb face when he finds out i’ve been fucking you behind his back better than he ever could?” and “oh fuck, eddie, it’s always been you” and every degradation spilling out of their lips gets him closer and closer to coming untouched

[perish-the-creator]

Toxic Love

Back at it again because damnit Earthspark Megastar is so juicy and I need to write them. So please consider this idea.

Megatron, during the time in which Starscream is in captivity, realizes that he is in love with him.

It hurts him.

He'd stumble into the cell block, lingering in front of Starscream's cell as the seeker stirs from his forced recharge.

Megatron is against the cell, tears in his optics, a palm against the barrier as while another holds the place that covers his spark. "I love you," He tries to blink away the tears. Tries to not be hurt by Starscream's fearful gaze. "Please...please it hurts. I love you."

Starscream, in any other scenario, would've used this to his advantage. He would've acted coy and submissive to have Megatron let him out before he unraveled his new plan to rule the Decepticons. But the look in the mech's optics. This mixture of longing, love, remorse, regret, and desperation was too much to handle. He wanted to scream at him. Ask him why now, as a caged little bird, he found love within his spark? What about when he betrayed them? What about when he was beating him? When he first joined and promised him a bright future for him and the Decepticons?

Megatron would stare at the trembling lips of the seeker, desperate to disregard orders and barge into the cell to press his own against them. He's convinced himself, with the aid of human films, that a kiss might solve everything.

After that, Starscream would be filled with this looming sensation of dread. Every time Megatron would return, hovering outside his cell and mouthing that he loved him over and over again, the seeker felt something inside him breaking.

[ashchoo]

Katrinka Mantis!! Odalia’s aunt X]

[teddybeartoji]

BUNNY!MICKEY IS BACKKKK AGAINNN😋🐇🔞

THANK YOU @nkogneatho!!!!!! THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOUUUUU I LOVE YOU SOOOFUCKING MUCHH YOU'RE SO FUCKING TALENTED AND SO FUCKING SWEET AND I APPRECIATE YOU SOOOOOOMUCHHH THIS IS THE BEST GIFT I HAVE EVER GOTTEN I WOULD KILL FOR YOU I WOULD DIE FOR YOU I WOULD BURN THE WHOLE WORLD DOWN FOR YOU<333