Yo I Really Needed This Today

Yo I really needed this today ❤️

you’ll be okay

Kuroo x Reader

desc: kuroo probably could’ve been a(n) (unorthodox) therapist.

a/n: for @kuroolongtea and @kuroopaisen - because kuroo fluff is a necessity when life is rough. i put this together in an hour, so apologies if it isn’t great, but i hope you feel loved and cared for. you’re both incredibly precious and deserve the world and a big ole forehead kiss from this guy (in the meantime c’mere and I WILL GIVE YOU ONE)

warnings: crying, (light) anxiety, kuroo being goofy and soft (beware)

wc: 675

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You’ve already soaked through the fabric of his shirt with a generous number of tears, but Kuroo doesn’t seem to mind. After all, he hasn’t said anything denoting irritation about his shoulder being the basin of a salty waterfall.

Instead, he’s whispering sweet words into your hair. 

Well, they’re kind of sweet?

“Hey, now,” he murmurs, “at least your crying face is cute,” Kuroo threads a hand into your hair, twirling a piece between his fingers.

You let out a scattered breath, your chest shaking with each inhalation.

Since your chin is on his shoulder, he shakes a bit too, but he’s quick to bring another hand to your back. You’re thankful for his sturdiness in this moment.

Kuroo’s fingers massage at the base of your back. 

“If I looked as good as you when I cried, I’d try to do it every week.”

He grins against your cheek and you almost smile. Almost.

If you could laugh at his comments, you would. But today couldn’t have possibly been shittier. And people? Well, let’s just say you’re sick of a majority of the human race right now. Maybe you should get Kuroo to ask Kenma about buying a VR headset to take you away from this place, even just mentally.

But like a dam brimming full with water, you were already on the verge of spilling over. It only took a little rainfall, a few thunderclouds, to send you over the edge. So, for the first time in a while, you finally succumbed to the weight of it all.

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Sakusa brainrot

A/N: I’m bored and am devoted to one man so here is a collection of random Sakusa headcanons. 

Warnings: all over the place, eczema mention? ocd mention?, kinda self-indulgent in some places

My mans suffers from eczema on his back and sometimes his cheeks, and his back gets really itchy with shirts so he has researched specific materials that he gets all his shirts in

I said this in my ‘how they sleep’ post but he loves!! back!! scratches!! when cuddling (except for when his eczema is appearing ofc)

Ik its canon that he likes dogs but I feel like he likes cats too

Expert at head-cradling, holds and strokes the back of your head when you hug/cuddle :’ )

Loves to do chores, not just cleaning, he loves folding and especially ironing laundry (he lives for the smell)

Speaking of domestic scents, ascends if there are clean sheets on his bed and they’re all fresh-smelling

If you are the type to get freckles in the summer that fade during the winter, he always hopes that they stay for a little longer

If you are the type to apologise for everything, he thinks its really cute and sweet of you, but if you ever apologise for accidentally making him uncomfortable when he’s being germaphobic, he’ll genuinely get mad at you for ever apologising for something he claims is his fault

Also hates that he feels this way about germs too, constantly wanting to be better for everyone around him

Not only hates his germaphobic behaviours for the sake of his loved ones, but because he feels that he misses out on fun activities that he’d normally be repulsed by, such as going to the beach (sand) or theme parks (touching ride handles etc)

Most of his germaphobia is a result of ocd

Once felt so unclean that he scrubbed his skin raw :( , definitely wasn’t good with his eczema, he was in pain for days with carpetburn-like wounds

A/N: Wow that got a bit angsty, back to the fluffy stuff

When he’s jealous, he gets extremely pouty and it’s really cute

Drinks milk straight like Kageyama, Atsumu hates him for it, but he genuinely doesn’t see the issue (I don’t either it’s ok)

This might just be me being self-indulgent, but I think he likes thick girls :”)

Definitely doesn’t mind extroverts deep down, but in the long run, he just moulds better with introverts and would end up with one

Kiss his moles please, he’ll melt

Dresses like someone straight out of the dark academia aesthetic, idk he just gives off that vibe

Remembers the exact type of tablets you like taking, if you struggle to swallow the large ones, he’ll get small ones, if you don’t like that lingering taste on your tongue, knows to get sugar-coated

His strongest subject in school is english, his worst is science

He dabbles in a bit of art, simple sketching and painting, also loves when you’re an artist too

If he were to play an instrument, he’d play the cello 

Loves skincare and has this major routine that he does every night and invites you to do it with him on little self-care dates

Atsumu caught him chuckle at one of his jokes and he’s never been able to live it down since

If he’s overwhelmed in a crowd, he’ll follow you around like a lost puppy or hold onto your hand and you’ll have to drag him everywhere

Back at the start of your relationship before he was comfortable to hold your hand without asking, his way of asking to link fingers would be to tug on your sleeve or your shirt

His hair is the fluffiest when he blowdries it after a shower, and it is in the most perfect but messy ringlets at the same time

A/N: That’s all the headcanons I can think of for now, there may be a part 2 sometime because I live for this man :)

SAY IT LOUDER FOR THOSE IN THE BACK

After seeing a number of posts I’m gonna address something real quick. There is a difference between being upset over the end of chapter 139 and acting completely disrespectful towards Isayama. Let me remind y’all that there is no right or wrong ending, there is not going to be an ending to your preference, this man is the reason AoT exists in the first place and he had thought out the entire story long before your goofy asses could develop any opinion on it. Learn to respect the person who brought your favourite characters to life, learn some respect period.

Terushima x fem!reader: One of Those Mornings

Requested by @school-is-slowly-killing-me who said: 

Hiya bestest pal in the world 😊 can I request an imagine for Terushima x f reader? Just lots of fluff please 🥺👉🏻👈🏻 

don’t you just love that I’m spiralling into a beautiful obsession 😂

(I even tried to make it sound like a professional request 😁😁)

From your bestest friend in the wholest widest world 😁

A/N: Hey bb!! I’m glad that I get to fuel your obsession 😈 You did great sounding like a professional request I applaud you!! Terushima is a bit harder for me to write for so I hope he isn’t too ooc, I tried my hardest for you 😘 I wrote my favourite thing to read and I know that we have similar tastes so I really hope you like it!! Love ya ❤️

Genre: Fluffffff

Word count: Drabble length really

(a/n: he’s so cute what)

You love waking up like this most mornings. Sweet birds singing outside your bedroom window, your thick curtains blocking out all morning sunlight. This allowed you to sleep in as long as you liked. Unless, it was one of those mornings your overactive boyfriend felt like getting out and about.

Today, it seemed that Terushima was excited to go out, bolting up from his pillow. His arm ripped from your hold. It was this disruption that woke up abruptly, but you pretended you were still asleep. When it was one of those mornings, he always found a creative way to wake you up.

“Hey, baby girl,” Terushima shook your shoulder, softly at first, “I wanna go out to the park~ Y/N.”

His fingers brushed the hair from your face, exposing your features that battled to stay still. Your eyelids cramped as you forced them to shut and bit the inside of your lip to keep a laugh from bubbling up your throat. You always struggled to stubbornly reject your boyfriend during one of those mornings.

A smirk slid onto Terushima’s face, “I know you’re trying not to smile, you suck at fake sleeping, baby.”

You fought the temptation to smile, but the corner of your lips wriggled into a smile nonetheless. Unfortunately, Terushima had found a way to win in seconds on one of those mornings.

Grumbling, you blindly reached towards him, your hand slapping onto his face.

“Hey,” Terushima warned, muffled by your hand over his mouth. 

He took you by surprise, his teeth latching onto your hand. You yelped, pulling your hand away with a glare. It was one of those mornings that he caught you off guard with his antics. 

“What was with that?” You wiped your hand on his shirt, faking disgust.

You knew you should have seen it coming, but Terushima snatched your hand again and blew raspberries, kissed, and bit it all over. Yelping again, you saw no other means of escape but yo fight him off you. The two of you always let loose on one of those mornings. 

“I want to go to the park,” Terushima hauled you towards him as you thrashed about, “and you’re coming with me.”

“No!” You protested, twisting your wrist in a means to break free. “I will kick you if you don’t let me sleep.”

“You wouldn’t dare, honeybun.”

“Oh, yeah?”

You swung your legs about underneath the sheets, one of your feet colliding with his shin. 

“Hey!” 

He tugged you into his chest, pecking you on the lips. The cold metal of his tongue piercing teasing your lips. You were always defeated on one of those mornings.

Pulling away, Terushima smiled, “Didn’t put up much of a fight this morning, eh?”

“Shut up, Yuuji,” you threw the sheet off the two of you, giggling, “You pulled a dirty trick. You cheated.”

“How dare you accuse me of something so low.”

You shook your head, swinging your legs over the edge of your bed, “Well, are we going to the park?” 

Turning back to face him, you drank in the sight. His messy blond hair, spiked up in all directions. That stupid shirt he wore with “skaterboy” scrawled across the chest. His beaming smile after you giving in gave you a giddy feeling you only felt during one of those mornings.

This is so cute I’m obsessed

right where you want me (eren yeager)

↯ pairings: eren yeager x (fem) reader

↯ genres and warnings: more modern au, fluff, eren is a baby but i think we all knew that

↯ word count: 1.2k

↯ notes: i saw @eremiie​’s post which reminded me of a draft i had, which resulted in editing this for eren. pls enjoy one thousand words of me, once again, pushing my quality time is eren’s love language agenda. 

“And then Jean said that he didn’t have aim assist on, but I swear he’s a fucken liar,” Eren rambles, completely in a world of his own as you rub sudsy circles into your face.

He’s been following you around since you came home from school, chattering about anything and everything that happened to him during his day off. It’s not an unusual occurrence; whether he knows it or not, Eren has a habit of hovering around you when he sees you for the first time in a while. Particularly when you’ve been out all day, and he’s been home (see: freeloading in your apartment) waiting for you to return. 

He’ll babble and follow you as you settle into your night routine like a puppy. A very loyal, very tall, very overgrown puppy. It usually carries on until you’re ready to shower, but today Eren seems to feel extra clingy; having followed you all the way to the bathroom, where he currently sits on top of the closed toilet seat, telling you about Jean and Connie and the details of their match earlier while you wash your face. 

You don’t even think Eren notices that you’re taking longer than usual; or, that, subsequently, he’s been talking for longer than usual. You know how much he hates to be home alone or bored, but you didn’t know that the result of a few hours of limited contact would be this. 

It’s cute. But you’re curious to see how far he’ll go; or, rather, how long he’ll stay. You think he might stalk you into the shower if given the opportunity. So, with a knowing smile, you pat your face dry, and decide to test your theory. 

“—Then, of course, Connie’s dumbass died. Armin was able to revive him, but he couldn’t play long after that, because he had to go to his lab.”

You hum, pulling the curtain back and twisting the knob to turn on the shower and adjusting the water to your preference, “Right, but I thought you said Armin wasn’t that good at this game.”

Eren huffs, bending his legs to sit criss-cross on top of the toilet now. You have to refrain from chuckling when you take a look at him—completely unaware of his size in comparison to the small porcelain underneath him. He looks like a child. You would take a picture of him if you had your phone with you. 

“He’s not,” Eren sighs, “But he’s more fun to play with than Jean, because at least Armin’s not a cheater.”

“But if the game comes with an aim assist option, is it really cheating?”

“Obviously, babe,” Eren gesticulates, hands flailing around him, “Everybody knows that you’re not as good as you say you are if you have to use the assist—it’s like, like… like people who say parallel parking is easy just because their car has one of those automatic sensor thingies.”

Ah, right.

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good morning/afternoon/night everyone,

today we will be thinking about kiyoomi holding his tiny newborn baby in those big ol’ arms of his, a towel thrown over his shoulder as he gently bottlefeeds them, grinning down softly at his baby