So Swamped In Work That I Can’t Post Enough😭

I want nothing more than Himbo!Bokuto who’s just utterly infatuated with you.

Who can’t stop thinking about you and when he gets to see you next. Whos cock gets a little too hard when you smile at him all pretty or ruffle his hair.

Himbo!Bokuto who gets on his knees a little too quick when he’s told. It’s an instantaneous response.

Himbo!Bokuto who can’t function properly if you don’t touch him when he needs it.

Just Himbo!Bokuto❤️

This reminds me of Izuku❤️

Katsuki Bakugou is most definitely into praise but like in the most degrading way. Hit him with a “who’s my good little slut?” And he’s in SHAMBLES.

This is not a topic that’s up for debate deal with it✋

When you get dumped but have to pretend like you’re not absolutely heartbroken and move on so he’s happy🥲

AYATO MY BELOVED WELCOME HOME BBY

When your professor gives a creative writing assignment so you clean up and make one of your Atsushis fics sound nice remove some names and submit it

She’ll never know it was a fan fiction😍

I think, probably Denki or Izuku🤧❤️

okay game time which anime characters do you think you could pull? be as self indulgent as you want, and yes you can say all of them

however you’re not allowed to say “none”because you’re hot and they want you

Love

Dazai x Reader (Tw: Toxic relationship, forcing feelings onto another, just a bad relationship)

Love. Everyone wants to be loved, right? You were not different, you wanted to be loved, just not by him. Not the way he loved you.

His love was different from what you had been told love was meant to be. Not a single moment did you have to yourself for he followed you wherever you went like your shadow.

You were aware of how he felt for he confessed his love for you every waking moment yet such grand gestures you disliked.

Love was meant to be gentle and slow; he was anything but, you felt that you almost had an obligation to return his feelings with the way he forced them upon you with such passion.

Love was meant to be giving the other freedom knowing that you could trust them. Freedom was a foreign concept in your relationship as he intruded into your other friendships consistently.

Never did he leave you to your own devices constantly impeding upon your tasks with his pointless confessions of love. Never did he ask if this is what you wanted or if you had loved him back, he just assumed the reciprocation of his feelings.

Brown eyes you had once found beautiful, you now found their gaze to be alarming and uncomfortable. His love was obsessive, you were the thief of a heart you never meant to steal and did not know how to give it back.

For Dazai Osamu you were a breath of fresh air, and personally you had never felt more suffocated.

This close to beating the ever living hell out of my English professor 🙂🤞

Now tell me why Izuku Midoriya isn’t in my bed in between my legs rn?🤨 The math is not mathing✋