Pretending To Get Married To Your Best Friend So You Can Schedule Free Cake Tasting With Shops All Over

So I got into alien stage ...and I do not know what to feel about this man in particular ..

Like I wanna love you ..I wanna read fics about you and obsess myself over you ..

But God's you have that silent red flag just peeking behind you in the corner that keeps showing up in the side of my eye

dating bokuto and akaashi but you're only AWARE you're dating akaashi-- you just think bo is akaashi's overly touchy, emotional roommate

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Claim

Dragon's treasure

Transcribed: [I can still feel it, the stench of this alien thing. Whoi gave you the right To put your claim on him.

Congratulations!

Pardon? You found something you wish to do at long last, I see

Oh how I wished to break that wretched thing right there and then

Now it matters little to me

Your blood, your body, your soul

You are mine]

old inko and shigaraki doodles

au where inko unknowingly befriends the leader of the league of villains and ruins afo’s schemes with the power of motherly love

When the big evil scary monster pauses and starts to observe you out of curiosity, gently grabbing your chin and turning it side to side to look at you. Soon moving down to your hands to observe how small they are against its own.

painting of this post. context under the cut

sometimes when my friends post photos of their food i decide to paint. why? for fun that is all

a friend of mine (@myepicgameshow) sent me this message about that

and of course, i thought "y'know what would be the funniest fucking thing to do in response? painting this."

obsessed with sukuna who’s inexplicably fascinated by the way you sleep. <𝟑

he does watch you from time to time but you never realize it. not in a creepy way, but more in a curious one. he mostly wonders why you seem to feel so relaxed in his presence, considering he strikes fear into the soul of anyone he comes upon— but not you. there’s something about you. something deeply annoying.

you’re cutely tucked between his sheets, a little drool dripping from your lips to the pillow. you’re completely relaxed, one naked leg sticks out of the covers while the sound of gentle little snores grace sukuna’s ears. defenseless and completely at his mercy but he finds nothing better to do than to stare.

he hasn’t touched you nor does he wish to disturb your sleep. it’s almost a whine of disgust that escapes his lips when you turn in your sleep and snuggle the pillow which smells just like him. you’re so insufferably adorable. sukuna’s fascinated by the way your rested cheek against the pillow makes your lips puffier and the way your breath follows a particularly peaceful rhythm in unison with the movement of your chest.

little did you know, he’s been staring for hours. watching you unintentionally scratch your hair or tighten your grip around the pillow you’ve been hugging tightly against your chest. your hair’s a mess but it flows beautifully with the messy covers of sukuna’s bed and your mouth opens when you’ve finally reached a deeper state of sleep. he has watched every single one of your movements carefully and still cannot pinpoint the reason why he cannot stop staring.

maybe it’s the fact that you’ve confidently assured him hours prior that you’d never sleep in the company of someone like him. failing miserably when the softness of the sheets overcame your stubbornness. or maybe it’s the way you’ve tried reaching for him even through the night. he had every intention not to allow you to touch him, but the time finally came when he was asleep and your hand found its place on his chest, following the breathing of his burning heart.

remembering how careless you both were disgust him. allowing you to touch him is one thing— because, yes, he allowed you, but to occupy his every thought every since you met him is infuriating. he couldn't even catch a break when you were sleeping. there’s a reason why he felt the need to stay and, of course, he’d refuse to ever admit that he had gone soft on you.

no.

he wants you to be terrified of him. he wants you to fear his name and worship the ground he walks on. he wants to feed on your tears and delight himself on your cries.

does he, though?

"’kuna.."

here it is again. you’re mumbling his name in your sleep and it takes every fibre of his being not to shut you up. an irritation. an itch in his plan. that’s what you were. a nuisance he needed to take care of. his hand moves on its own towards your neck, pointy nails ready to tear your skin apart but seems to stop just over your jaw. an hesitant groan almost wakes you up before you’re lulled back to sleep with long digits simply grazing your cheek.

"shut it, woman."

and before you know it, he’s caging you in his arms, breathing pattern slowly synching with yours while his other hands cover both of your bodies under the warm blankets of his comfortable bed. he won’t let you go until he’s rested and the king of curses does need a exaggerated amount of sleep with you snuggled against his chest.

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Bakugo, beats Izuku at a video game for the hundredth time: You okay?

Izuku: I do not care if you’re twice my size. I will gather my strength like a mother seeing her child in danger and body slam you so hard.

Bakugo: I wish people could see that you match my freak in competitiveness.

Do you think Ratio has the stereotypical 'doctor's handwriting'?

I know he isn't a practicing physician but, he does have a PhD in medicine so imagine, just IMAGINE : Ratio who writes his most ardent confession to you in a letter because words betray him when he's faced with you but the ten page letter is barely intelligible so you show it to Aventurine who knows exactly what's up and tells you, “That's a lot of medicine Doc prescribed to you. You should consider doing a serious health checkup.”

You bolt to Ratio in panic but are shell-shocked when he tells you that he isn't “mentally prepared to tell you everything” and keeps on delaying the confrontation. This leaves you tossing in bed, unable to focus on anything and constantly paranoid because you think you have a serious illness while Ratio's just biting his fingernails thinking he's going to get rejected and Aventurine who's wheezing by the sidelines.

Or, Aventurine did it deliberately to sabotage any potential of romance between you and Ratio idk.