I Had Leftover Sushi In The Fridge To Have For Dinner Because I TOLD MY PARENTS IT WAS FOR ME And My

i’m so excited for wrestlemania i’m going crazy

cuteness aggression i wanna pinch his cheeks and nibble

EVERYBODY SHUT UP AND LOOK AT HIM 🥺

i really don’t wanna go training today, i thought i had another hour to spare so i can take a short nap but now we’re leaving in 20 minutes CAN I PLEASE CATCH A BREAK LORD

i just think he’s neat.

Thank you!

So first, do you have any rules or limits on what you can or won't write about? Also do you only write for the fandoms you listed or can you do other shows as long as you're familiar with them? And how many requests can I ask for?

WAHH sorry this is exciting.

I don't have many rules, just the basics.

I don't write about incest, underaged stuff, non-con, pedophilia, bestiality, necrophilia, or anything grossly illegal, no self-harm/suicide-focused stories (light hurt/comfort is okay, but no detailed depictions), religious or political themes.

I could write for more fandoms yes but only if i have an understanding of it and have watched it AT LEAST half way through-

the number of requests doesn't matter as long as you keep in mind that i will write at the pace i can. id say the limit is 3 so its fair to me.

if youre unsure where your request fits, just ask in my inbox again!

ill likely add all that im saying over here to my intro so thank you for asking this pooks <3

ATE THAT BIO EXAM (i almost cried)

hydration is in fact not the solution. i chugged so much water and im still depressed

ICE BREAKER🔥🔥🔥

okay so i don’t know what i’m doing here on tumblr (mostly here for fics) but i’ve decided to stop lurking and actually post something! <3

my name is ares, i’m a leo, tall, goth, and loud. i write poetry and hyperfixate on different things almost every week.

i do love making friends, i love writing and i love reading. i WANT to become an artist but realistically i can’t draw for shit. i love rock music, alt fashion, and horror movies. just wish i had more money to expand my closet yall😓

i’m still learning the ropes of tumblr so bare with me here :(

⋆˚｡⋆✧˚ study breaks

Summary: the sweetest “study sesh”

Pairings: ethan landry x reader. established relationship. mid-plus size!reader. Au! where ethan isnt ghostface

warnings: fluff, so much fluff, reader worship bro, ethan being down bad thats it

word count: 575

notes: i'm actually in love with ethan landry and i feel like he'd be the most affectionate boyfriend (if he wasnt a psychopathic killer </3)

you had invited ethan over to your dorm room so you could study together for economics after you ended up missing a few of the lectures. 

ethan truly was the best boyfriend in the world to you, putting so much effort to re-teach you every single thing you had missed. he didn't want you failing your classes after all. 

however about 3 hours into the studying, its growing painfully clear that ethan was struggling to keep his hands to himself. there weren't even sexual intentions behind his actions, he just wanted to be touching you, holding you. 

its something you picked up during your relationship, he was clingy. and its not like you minded, you were flattered really. after years of considering no man would ever love you because you aren't those skinny models, a nerdy boy walks into your life and turns it all around for you.

to ethan you were the most beautiful human on earth, practically glowing anywhere you want. first lecture of the morning where you looked a mess? glowing. going to the market in your pjs? to die for. bed head? he could eat you alive.

which is why he ended up curling on your lap mid study session, his arms hugging your squishy waist protectively as he buries his face into the crook of your neck. he was surprisingly light, legs draped over across from yours. 

the ac hummed through the air, sending a wave of cool through the air that contrasted ethan’s warmth on you. it blended with the quiet song playing over the speakers on your night stand. my bed was messy with scattered books and papers, your laptop sitting untouched next to the highlighters. the warm light coming from the lamp on my night stand casted shadows upon us and highlighted ethan’s curly hair just perfectly. it really felt like your own little corner of the world in times like this. 

ethan’s hands caress up your sides, his palm feels warm against your skin. his weight on you felt like a blanket of comfort.

his hand sweeps across your tummy, making you freeze for a few seconds. ethan notices this, lifting his head from your neck to look you in the eyes. you don't say anything for a couple of seconds, only pressing your free hand against your stomach as if to flatten it unconsciously. 

this makes ethan’s heart ache, he takes your hand and lifts it to his lips; pressing a tender kiss on the skin on your knuckles. “don't do that, hon…” he whispers under his breath.

ethan is not the best at comfort, not knowing how to find the words to say what he wants to say to you. so instead he begins to trail playful kisses up your arm, not stopping on your shoulder and continuing up to your neck and your jaw; which earns giddy chuckles from you.

he swiftly lays you on the bed, his firm chest thats covered by the polo shirt he always wears hovering over you. one of his hands caress your sides, your thighs, your tummy, as if he wants to commit every single curve and edge to memory.

just pure, raw adoration in his eyes as if you were a goddess to be worshiped.

and worship you, he will. “...you're so beautiful…” he finally whispers

guys how do you make fursuits it looks fun