#titan tag

[ferrisaircraftian-moved]

Can one of you please have a healthy relationship with your parents please

[certified-tatsugiri-enjoyer]

Rating the tatsugiri squad by how well-behaved they are in class:

Sushi: 9/10. Well behaved and well socialized. Has no problem chilling for a while as long as we get to battle or swim later. Sometimes gets impatient.

Tamago: 10/10, the perfect giri. Gets zipped into my hoodie and immediately falls asleep.

Ginger: 7/10. Usually hiding in my hood or bag. Quiet, but I worry it's because she's getting stressed out. Will have to do more research.

Miso: 1/10. Likes to bite fingers. Not hard, though! But he'll act cute to lure my classmates in to pet him and then strike. Horrible little dragon.

Sesame: 6/10. Also likes being zipped into my hoodie but wiggles too much to be rated as high as Tamago.

Wasabi: -10,000/10. Does not want to be indoors so she pulls my hair to try and direct me to leave like I'm a dondozo. Banished to her pokéball while class is in session.

Titan: 3/10, literally a massive distraction. "Whoa where'd you get that huge tatsugiri" and "Is he some kind of crossbreed" heard constantly. ...Actually nevermind, that's not a reflection of Titan's behavior. I changed my mind. He's an 8/10.

[atticuos]

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

For @yee-boii cuz you’re neat and your writing inspires me and I love you a bit :)

Rating: 🟠 Mature

❣️Mutual Pining & Yearning ✨

❣️Touch-Starved ✨

❣️Protective Bakugou Katsuki

❣️ Travelling to Winter and Fantasy AU

❣️Soft Epilogue

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“Kacchan,” Izuku says, and Katsuki knows already.

He’s known this entire night. Izuku has never been good at hiding things, especially when it comes to love. He didn’t wear his heart on his sleeve; he wore it all over him, in his eyes, over his mouth and cheeks, beating right there out of his chest for everyone to see. For Katsuki to grab and keep.

Only ever for Katsuki.

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[sunshinejins]

👀 ohohoho...dreamnap + 11 for the kiss prompts?

titan my beloved <3 just for you! also please listen to the song.. it's my absolute favourite of all time!!

“What song is this?” Dream blinks, galaxies and half-thought video ideas spinning away from his eyes as he focuses on Sapnap at the foot of his bed. He’s wearing a Dream hoodie, one of Dream’s Dream hoodies, and he looks suitably ruffled, like he’s just woken up from a nap himself. The peaks of auburn hair and sleep crinkles by his eyes give him away.

“Uh,” Dream’s voice feels like pebbles scratching at his throat as he casts a glance at his phone screen, “Saturn by Sleeping at Last.”

“You’ve been looping it for like an hour now,” Sapnap comes forward, settles into the space at Dream’s side that’s laid carved out for him, “It’s a nice song.”

“It makes me think,” Dream gives as a response as his eyes fall shut again, nose turning to fall into the waves of Sapnap’s hair. He smells like clean cotton, lavender, and home and it brings a smile to Dream’s lips.

“Whatcha thinking about?” Sapnap’s lips brush his throat as he speaks. The thoughts in his head stutter.

“Everything. You, me, George. Our future, our past.”

“That song makes you think that much?”

“I think it was written for people who think,” Dream confesses, “All of their music is.” They lay silently; Sapnap’s hands have begun to trace patterns across Dream’s chest. Dream knows he could say more – there’s eighty-nine things that have been on his mind lately and Sapnap is the subject of eighty of them. He could take this time, amongst violins and mental images of planets and the starry night sky to tell him.

He doesn’t have to. Sapnap just knows.

Dream feels when Sapnap’s lips brush the corner of his mouth, and he has half a mind to make a joke about their socks still being on. He doesn’t. Instead he smiles warmly, and presses a kiss back. It’s a bit warmer, a bit more solidly on the lips, but still soft.

The song restarts, Dream can feel himself relax into the sheets at the swell of violin and the thump of bass.

“Stay here tonight.” It’s a wish, not a question. Sapnap nods, eyes closing as he leans firmly into the crook of Dream’s neck.

“Always.”

[dapper-comedy]

this just in, @hijabhumor is cruel and likes to rub her height in my face??? reminder she is just ONE INCH taller than me....................

[ferrisaircraftian-moved]

Hunting down these panels with the fervor of Marv Wolfman trying to off Wally West

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