IM GONNA CRY HELP THIS MAKES ME LAUGH AND IDK WHY

hod dog

holy shit ur right

DAINSLIEF

A trope that gets to me: 'guard dog' character and their partner who are both fully aware of it and honestly don't care/kind of like it. Someone says "call your guard dog off" and their partner does call them off. That person, their 'guard dog', is someone who is unreservedly, irrefutably loyal to them. Someone undoubtedly dangerous who is willing to kill, to maim, to obey, simply because of their love for one another. There's no manipulation involved— it is loyalty, brutal, dogged loyalty. And it goes both ways.

new series: quote of the week

todays quote is: "Don't yuck my yum." - @lucyblue101

thank you for being cool :)

ugh

i need to play pressure i refuse to like sebastian without playing the game i feel like a fake fan <33333

problem

ive run out of quotes.... i was thinking of sourcing some from one of those "it came from tumblr" videos but some posts can be like years old and i dont wanna be a necroposter if it counts like that so uhm send me stupid tumblr posts and i'll source a quote from that tysm!! <333

ALNST

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i busted

Dabi havin a smoke and somethin else post reveal

REBLOG MORE STUFF I BEG OF YOU, IM SO BORED N NEED SOMEBODY'S BLOG TO STALK PLSSSSSS 🙏🙏🙏🙏

-jc :3

i barely use tumblr but ok time to find more fanfics

mmm baku fluff to feed me

you don’t even get a chance to put your bag down before bakugo is yanking you into his arms, grumbling something about how damn long you kept him waiting.

“katsuki—”

“shut up,” he mumbles, already burying his face into your shoulder. “just lemme have this.”

you sigh, but it’s hard to be exasperated when he’s clinging to you like this—arms tight around your waist, fingers gripping the fabric of your shirt like you might disappear if he lets go.

“you’re so needy,” you tease, running your fingers through his hair.

he grunts. “so what?”

you laugh softly. “so nothing. it’s cute.”

his grip tightens. “ain’t cute.”

you can feel how warm his face gets, even if he’s trying to hide it against your neck. his breath is warm, sending a little shiver down your spine when he mutters, “kiss me.”

you smile, pressing a kiss to his temple.

he tenses. then pulls back just enough to glare at you. “babe. a real one.”

before you can even think about teasing him again, he’s already moving—cupping your face, leaning in, kissing you slow and deep like he’s making up for lost time.

when he finally pulls away, he stays close, forehead resting against yours. “missed you,” he murmurs, barely above a whisper.

your heart melts. “i was only gone for a few hours.”

“too long.” he huffs, dragging you toward the couch. “now shut up and cuddle me.”

hi you found me <3