He Wants Me So Bad (he’s Fictional And I Read A Fanfic About Him)

THEY DID MY GOAT GEORGE HARRISON BAAAAD 😭🙏🏻

the letter gabriel made for adrien made me giggle a little bit because when he wrote the part

"you will seize the miraculous of that wretched ladybug and her pathetic partner chat noir"

it just sounded like

"you will seize the miraculous of ladybug and HER LITTLE PATHETIC UGLY BITCHBOY OF A PARTNER chat noir"

౨ৎ katsuki bakugo loves to sleep naked with you.

but not in a sexual manner, no. instead, in the most loving way imaginable. he loves to feel your plush and honey soft skin rubbing up against him. he loves how warm to the touch you feel, basking in the fervor plethora of just you. bare you.

just to rub his hands all over your body feels like heaven to a man like him. for you to be so comfortable in showing him the most beautiful body that God has given you has him almost shedding tears. he honestly feels like the luckiest man alive.

knowing he only gets to trail his fingers through every crack and crevice of you, that he’s the only one to love on your tinted brown skin is so excruciatingly satisfying. he can’t get enough of it.

no, he just can’t get enough of you.

I genuinely hate when writers don't tag their fics properly. you can't have the only two warnings be "arguments and smut" and then write something that sets feminism back 4 centuries. Like I dont mind those kinds of fics but seriously LET A BITCH KNOW if that's what happening.

(This may or may not be about a steve rogers fic I read but my point still stands)

katsuki loves the way you taste. he’s the man that won’t ever let go of your body, he’s so clingy. whether he’s in public or not his hand is always on your waist, or sometimes even in your back pocket. he always has to be touching you, always always always. although, he knows his limits in public. he won’t kiss you out in the open, just a few pecs here & there on your cheeks or your forehead.

you can’t even try on any clothes in front of him or he’ll lose his mind. “katsuki .. not here” he has you pinned against the wall of the fitting room, kissing your neck “mm, just a little more baby.” he’s kissing his way back up to your jaw, replying to you in between kisses. “you don’t want ‘em to hear you, huh baby?” you shake your head at him, not wanting to get kicked out the store. he presses his lips onto yours, his hands pulling one of your legs up onto his waist. he cannot get enough of you.

“taste so fuckin’ good.”

When your favorite writer hasn't updated since 2020

Gay episode that’s all i gotta say

josh hutcherson in his dilf era is something i didn’t know i needed until now

These two are just two emo gal pals that get together to listen to MCR