#lowkey projecting

[poetsdeadhonor]

"What if she was right? What if I was someone else? Someone beautiful and powerful? Buried alive and suffocating to death on the other side of a television screen?"

[aquilaaktuk]

lacenet au in which lace is in rehab over a monster energy addiction and hornet is her therapist

sorry, were you expecting something serious and meaningful? my bad.

[iron7king]

i love reblogging all this maxwell, torse, and torsewell content cause then i can just scroll through my dash for a gigglin' and leg kickin' time 🥰🥰 i have no big thoughts about them that i can put into words as there are definitely more capable people writing character studies and thinkpieces on this man, dissecting him far more than i'm able to. aside from my unending obsession of Maxwell's repressed and anxiety riddled nature being nursed by adventure (that ticking he had in Ramansu was such a suckerpunching representation of what goes on in my head during my anxious moments that its endeared me to him forever) he thinks he's got expectations and a convoluted knot of morals and faith to prove. to himself, to the crew, to his family, almost a chip on his shoulder that is slowly being worn away the more time he spends w/ the zephyr crew.

and TORSE my metal man of favorites! i did not see the appeal of robot fucking before him, but I get it now guys. not even just sexually, i want to smoke a blunt with this metal man and listen to him speak with reverence of his home. its all so similar to that chip on Maxwell's shoulder. his sacrifice, his wanting, the frivolousness of having to fix himself up for comfrey's approval, for her praise. speaking to Max in his last moments, to defy Ludmilla's control, to confirm that bond he's made with another who doesn't see him as a means to an end, a tool. man can him and olethra bond over their adventuring outlooks, so similar and so different. can him and Monty bond over the flora and fauna of Zern, can he learn to be gentle instead of just surviving? he needs to become sky-eyed. he needs to want more. it's so heartbreakingly freeing to learn to want, and trust that the wanting is good and you will not break it.

[wonderduodynanotes]

BakuDeku//DekuBaku canon divergence//continuation of canon

After their fight on Ground Beta, they started growing feelings. Or more like Katsuki started to fall deep in love with Izuku while Izuku thought everything Katsuki was doing was out of friendship.

In their second year, after the war, Izuku learned through Mina that Katsuki liked him (she was saying smth about how he shouldn’t be playing w/ people’s feelings and that got Izuku confused bc he hasn’t done anything like that, or at least in his opinion)

After discovering Katsuki liked him, and the confusing confrontation from Mina about leading the blonde on (she dom it out of love, but now Izuku is awkward with Mina), Izuku distanced himself from his childhood friend for the span of two months before the finally reconnected.

Then Ochako and Izuku got together in their third year, and Katsuki stayed single (or got together w/ someone.. up to interpretation on how this fic idea is viewed)

Now graduated, Izuku and Katsuki have sadly grown apart, and Ochako and Izuku had a terrible falling out… it was bad (I don’t wanna project on my Ochako, so well js leave it at them having a messy break up).

And Izuku and Katsuki drifted bc they got into an argument, Katsuki said some stuff that hurt Izuku, and it officially broke their connection that had been withering away for a while.

Months after graduation, Katsuki followed Izuku on Insta (or some creative hero social media app) and they started talking again.

Apologies happened and everything… now they’re good.

Except, Izuku had been falling for Katsuki.

Since Geound Beta, but he didn’t officially call it that because he was just happy to be friends with Kacchan again.

Almost a year since they first started talking again, they… flirted over text. And after? Izuku lays on his bed, surrounded by textbooks and his computers opened up in a late essay assignment that he should’ve done last week, but he had been secretly moving to America.

What will happen?

(they would both be around 19-20 when the fic officially pics up pace tbh)

[0ffpudd1ng]

just thinking about regulus being a pro gossiper, he was 100% trained by his cousins to eavesdrop on their family. no one would ever expect him to be listening because he seems so uninterested but he would be so locked in on their conversations and he secretly loves it, he would basically be hogwarts gossip girl, blog and all

[chocobeals]

do you think cup avoids therapy because then whatever they say would confirm there’s something wrong with him that he can’t fix, that it’s something he can’t shove down and compartmentalise?

[kikimaker]

You'll find moonlit nights strangely empty..

Gojo x gn!reader Angst. Longing. No comfort No warnings! Have fun and happy valentines day <3

Maybe it was the fact that you’d always been alone, but you can’t help but hate Valentine’s Day. “The most romantic day of year” being forced down your throat.

Maybe you were just a miserable person, but you never saw the appeal of such a day. To you, February 14 was a day like any other day. Maybe you hated it because you were lonely, always by yourself. A day meant for love yet you sit alone in your room scrolling through your friends social media seeing what you could have had. What you should have had.

What hurt more was seeing him look so happy in the pictures. With his blinding white hair and head turning blue eyes. His favorite glasses that never seem to leave his face and his beautiful, beautiful smile.

Seeing him so happy, while you sat isolated in your bed was so unfair. You deserved that kind of happiness, that kind of love. Not him. Yet it seemed that the world was always against you. Never working in your favor.

Valentines day was never of importance to you, yet you still couldn't help the tears that spilled. Maybe someday, one day, someone will love you like you loved him.

A/N

This was suppose to be posted at like 1pm but writers block I still can't write dialogue I fw this tho Can you tell I dont have a valentine chat ( SAVE ME) Happy valentines dayy!!!

[potategnocchi]

not to be a gooner on main but i will:

heard this audio the other day of the whiniest, most desperate man. of course it made me think of gojo.

gojo who gets so worked up and pathetically out of control. he basically uses suguru to get off. satoru loves his gorgeous wife so much but sometimes he can’t help himself and can only focus on his own pleasure. so overwhelmed with the feeling of suguru around him, their lips on each other’s. whimpering, groaning, and whining as he ruts into suguru, eyes barely open, too focused on reaching his own climax. no rhythm, just a frantic chase for release. he starts mouthing at suguru’s earlobe, neck, chest. it doesn’t matter he can’t focus on anything else, just needs something to do with his mouth or a distraction from the overwhelming pleasure of it all. suguru thinks it’s so cute when he gets like this. let’s satoru use him all he wants. caresses the back of his head when satoru buries his face in the crook of suguru’s neck as he spills inside. honestly the noises satoru makes are enough to take him over the edge as well, tipping satoru off the deep end as he comes down. eyes teary and exhausted afterwards. despite suguru taking the brunt of satoru’s energy, he makes sure to wipe them both down and tuck them both in for some rest.

just suguru and his big baby puppy satoru 🤍🖤