#daydream fuel

[masochistoutlaw]

by Nancy Grossman

#nancy grossman #daydream fuel #leather

[maladaptive-daydreaming-aphant]

seven excellent songs to daydream to if ur in a ♡yearning♡ mood:

Valentine - Laufey

What Love Will Do to You - Laufey

The Saltwater Room - Owl City

If My Heart Was a House - Owl City

I Love You - Earl

Fall for You - Sarah Kang

Make You Mine - Sarah Kang

*:･ﾟ✧ *:･ﾟ✧ *:･ﾟ✧ *:･ﾟ✧ *:･ﾟ✧ *:･ﾟ✧ *:･ﾟ✧ *:･ﾟ✧ *:･ﾟ✧ *:･ﾟ✧

#madd #maladaptive daydreaming #daydreaming #rivulette's music #daydream fuel #immersive daydreaming #we lonely af in the house tonight 🥲

[symmetryofemptyspace]

#beach house #music #daydream fuel #dream pop #Spotify

[trans-man-girl-kin]

just woke up from a dream where I had a battle with dr nefarious and he had long iron limbs like zim's pack legs with which he pierced through my wrists and I was lying on a platform in space in front of him begging him to cure those wounds and offering serving him in return and he replied "i don't need a servant like you, a pathetic squishy" and left me lying there and waiting for death to come 🥵

#tw gore #tw death #daydream fuel #nef

[mysteriesmuse]

Princess Reader x Royal Guard Katsuki Bakugo

Bakugou Katsuki’s job is literally to stand by you day and night. You promoted him to being your personal guard and now he follows you around the castle like a dog. Katsuki thought he would hate it. Thought he would have to do something to get himself fired. Something that would make you dislike him because everytime he was around you his skin definitely felt red hot and he had a slight nauseating sensation in his stomach. It’s only when steam started pouring out his ears with him clenching his teeth and palms that he was able to pinpoint that feeling. Oh yes that previous feeling was jealously and Katsuki Bakugou apparently didn’t hate you. Because he really felt jealous about this stupid suitor that was attempting to woo you. He liked you. He had a crush on the princess he was in charge of protecting with his life. Not that, that would change. But now he had a reason to get to know you more. To make the same impression that the other elite guards made with small talk that put you at ease during any shift changes.

BECOME THE BEST GUARD IN THE CASTLE: CHECK

MAKE SMALL TALK & GET IN GOOD GRACES WITH THE PRINCESS: IN PROGRESS

WOO THE PRINCESS: ??? So Katsuki really freaking struggled with small talk. Plus, I mean the guy knows practically everything about you. How is he supposed to make small talk if he can’t just ask the questions? Trick question he still can. In reality he doesn’t really have to. He’s supposed to be a rather stoic and sentient figurine that guards you. His first few attempts were meet with startled eyes and strange looks for the next few weeks. You’re known to be fairly cordial and friendly with the guards, but his reputation proceeded him. Big Scary Guard Dog Bakugou. That’s who you were told was your new guard. And that’s what you expected for the most part. A quiet guy who may or may not be a piece of eye candy following you around like a shadow. Oh boy, were you wrong. He was definitely a piece of eye candy. Actually he was the piece of eye candy that was apart of your elite protection group. A very silent man Bakugou. And after the first couple of weeks of him assigned as you personal guard your opinion on that changed. Bakugou grunts out a G’mornin’ and a G’night to you every day. Almost looks strained, but it’s pleasant nonetheless. And he’s incredibly observant too. You catch him in the hall to your corridors arguing with a servant about the bouquet of flowers she’s attempting to bring in to replace the last bouquet on your writing desk. “Shitty - ahem - her majesty prefers another variety of flower. Go back and procure some of the blue snowball looking ones.” After that you noticed that the vase continually held varieties of flowers that you’d complimented on in the royal gardens. And from then on your awkward guard/royalty relationship bloomed like a hillside. A cascading flurry of one beautiful thing after another. ——— When you’re cozied up in the quiet royal library to enjoy a good book you pause and peek over the top of the novel in your lap. Almost out of curiosity or disbelief that Bakugou is the one asking a question. He blinks out of genuine curiosity and you open your mouth and start to turn the book around so that he can see the words of the story you’re gesturing at. He gets you to go on and on that way. Nothing but a few affirmational vocals from him that he’s still listening. And he loves watching your expressions almost more than when you insist that he do something. Read his own book, after all it is a library. He dismisses it all. And yes your highness he can read and write just fine. This is just his job. Well not the secretly pinning over you while you read, but the watching part. And He learns that you actually know a lot more about kingdom politics than he previously gave you credit for. You’re smoothing over diplomatic matters with a carefully inked letter and secretly keeping promises about exports and materials your kingdom has pledged.

All while you sit and hum at your writing desk. The way you gently tease off your shoes with your toes at the heels when you’ve decided you’re going to be in for a long while. And Katsuki knows then that you’ll idly wave for him to sit instead of standing at his post the whole while. Except he starts to develop the nasty happen of staring and when you catch him looking he’ll chose between grumbling and turning away as his ears turn pink or blink unyielding and say “just doing my job, princess”

Katsuki likes the suave of the second one, but it really ends up being 50/50 with it. ————

But 100% of the time your strolls through the royal garden have him itching to take some armor off as the sunny warmth makes him sweat buckets underneath the layers of his uniform. Not to mention you walking this close already has his skin hot enough. The way you walk shoulder to shoulder just has him practically drooling at the thought of holding your hand. - Exhibits extreme self-control every stroll. Oh and when the fruit and vegetables are ready to be harvested you like to take teasing strolls into the royal orchards and gardens to taste the first ripe fruit of the season. Always curtesying as you point and ask him to grab a mandarin, or plum, or peach, or nectarine, or lemon, or apple, or whatever it is. And you’ve usually tried just before hand. On you tip-toes waggling your decorated fingers into the air. The sunlight bouncing off your jewels that adorn your skin and cascade daggers of rainbowed light upon your face. And it’s always just out of reach. A fresh shiny pout on your face when you turn and ask him to pluck one. And Katsuki usually just has to stand and put his arm up to grab one as you patiently wait and watch. But you’re admiring him just as much as he admired you. Staring up at his chiseled jawline. The wheaty stubble that decorates his face. You long to feel it prickle underneath your fingertips. Wonder how it would feel tickling the edges of your kiss when you finally set your mouth against his plush lips. You admire his impeccable physique. His staggering size as he barely stretches his shoulder to reach the fruit. And the way his golden tan glistens underneath the dappled light of the sun; glistens from the profuse sweat elicited from his layers and layers of chainmail and armor. All brushing over his adams apple before he gulps and turned to hand it to you. And Katsuki loves to hold it in his palm in the way that you have to pick it up. Feel your fingers gently prod and caress the skin of his palm as you turn the fruit over. Mulling over its quality before wordlessly holding it back out. He huffs and grabs the fruit as you take him to the stone wall. You sit and pull out a handkerchief from between your breasts if he’s not swift enough in supplying you with his. And Katsuki will grab his dagger and slice up the fruit, setting the pieces down onto the handkerchief before you plop one into your mouth. His hands will still and his eyes flick to your face watching as you chew and make a satisfied moan. The rest of your stroll will include these snack breaks. Taking “samples” as you call them of the seasons fruit. And the royal gardners have since decided to ignore the two figurines of their princess and the royal guardsmen sitting on the stone walls chattering and pressing handkerchiefs into sticky thieving fingers. ————

In the royal kitchens he accompanies you as you excitedly follow behind a kitchen maid who’s sent for you to do a testing of the new desserts the chef has been working on. Despite your official look of composure he knows that you’re excited by the little bounce in your hair from your steps. Katsuki always clunks down to the table when you beckon him to sit. Frantically patting the chair next to you after he’s been a right gentleman and pushed your chair in. You always think he looks rather scared with the way his carmine eyes dart around the empty dinning hall before the procession of maids and chef come out into the hall and display a plethora of desserts in front of you. They always wave you on with glee before retreating to the kitchen to finish the next batch. Your mouth practically waters as you pick up your fork and spear the perfect first bite. Only to turn to Katsuki with your other hand under the utensil holding it up to his plush pink lips which immediately turn into a defensive scowl. You’re always muttering something about your safety to “taste test for me? Make sure there’s nothing poisoned?” Except Katsuki’s never been sure that’s your real agenda here because you always gently spoon the first bite of your special taste testing into his mouth and if its something chocolate it always taste like Heaven despite it being a brand new recipe. (You’ve got the best chocolatier in the kingdom) and he always a little groan slip out. His face melting as he chews and swallows. (he’s going to be doing a lot more of that)

Before he nods muttering it’s safe. Not that your food would be poisoned because the staff and kingdom are all pretty loyal here and him and the elite guards are way to fricken scary to have on your tail. But he humors you anyway because technically that’s protecting and you’re right it’s in his job description. And then you, without changing forks, without doing anything else immediately set the fork he just used between your own lips and lick off the icing residue between your pink lips and hum before taking a real first bite yourself. And you do it all while maintaining perfect eye contact with him. And he can feel blood rushing to weird places all over his body. And it goes on like this for every single plate they offer. HAVE THE PRINCESS FLIRT WITH YOU: yes? maybe ?? At this rate he’s not sure why the kitchen staff haven’t mandated you with a royal poison taste tester with your insistence of him having a bite of every one of your plates. Seriously what are these people thinking! They’re thinking that there’s some real true love blooming in the castle and who are they to get in the way! Plus, it’s a good practice for any wedding cake samples they do in the future. Of course they won’t ever tell y’all whose wedding they’re preparing to cater. ———— While you delight in that. Katsuki delights in nothing more than your dance lessons. He likes to watch you glide, or try to, across the floor with every step. Definitely feels a weird blooming of secondhand pride when you practice a new step a few times and smooth it out with practice. Overall he finds it very peaceful and relaxing watching you laugh and groan and be belittled by this ancient teacher they have for you. Stands at the door tapping his toe in his boot to the beat. When this ancient woman that he just loves comes over and insists that he mustn’t “just stand there and look handsome. Make yourself useful she needs a partner” which always causes your head to swivel like a chicken as he detaches a few layers of pure metal off his body to make the dancing “easier and more realistic for her highness”

So now he gets to stand bare of any occluding armor and he can feel your e/c gaze washing over his body and the ripping muscles that he’s always had hidden under that armor. Adores the chance to hold you in his arms and practice doing the steps that you’re working on. And he’s attended enough of these things and the balls to be able to pick up on his part pretty quickly. Katsuki, not to toot his own horn because he would never, has to say he’s pretty darn good at dancing. Stupidly good for a royal guard which he’s supposed to be. He’s supposed to be clunky and clumsy, but as soon as the armor is off he’s as graceful as any one of the princes or dukes you’ve danced with ball after ball and gala after gala. He’s humongous. Practically a head taller than you and his shoulders are stupidly wide and it’s like you’re in a cocoon of just him. His stupid minty breath whenever he’s mumbling something snarky or whispering the counts just loud enough for your teacher to know he’s actually helping. The flopping bangs that fall into his face whenever he needs to look down and see what your feet are doing. Usually because you’ve accidentally skipped a step or done something that messes with his leading because how can you not! Except this only fuels Bakugou’s ego more because he’s never seen you mess up with any partner at any of these balls you attend. The logical part of his brain says it’s because this is your dance room and you’re practicing. But the other hopeful part of his heart says it’s because maybe you’re flustered. Maybe you feel something too. And you definitely do. The oddly warm, but searing heat of his hand on the small of your back makes you stand up. His shoulder and bicep and forearm all a fluttering mass of muscle that languidly stretches and twitches underneath your arm. His meaty and calloused hand that holds yours, which is incredibly clamy except you’re not sure if it’s you or him! And your annoying dance teacher who constantly whacks your limbs and buttocks whenever you do something wrong, which only makes your guards impeccable poker face quirk into a smirk before she starts the music again. And unfortunately the old crone has caught on. Because your lessons after having danced with Katsuki are immensely improved. And your performance at balls is flawless at best, so she’s going to keep asking the young rugged handsome guard of yours to keep stepping in as your partner for dancing because he seems to be the only one where you actually have to work for that composure. ————

#mysteriesmusing #bakugou katsuki #bakugou headcanons #mha fanfiction #bakugou drabble #katsuki bakugou #bakugou x reader #katsuki imagine #bakugou katsuki x reader #bakugou x y/n #katsuki bakugo x reader #bnha bakugou #princess reader #royal guard bakugo #y’all don’t even understand I had one of those hazy dreams that turned into a full blown daydream as soon as I woke up #and now here we are #and I desperately need this to be for real bc omg it’s soooo good #I might just have to make a couple more headcannons later in the day after I’ve had sufficient daydream fuel aka breakfast #PS what do y’all think about Katsuki’s little checklist it has been howling 🤣 #have the princess flirt with you? maybe??? Poor baby boy 😭🥹

[disco-cola]

POV: you're a rich single woman having a perfect pastel summer by the seaside in the 80s

moodboard playlist: listen here on spotify 💜🍸🎀

#playlist #i just love make these #even tho they fuel into my maladaptive daydreaming so much #like yall can bet i have an entire storyline played out listening to this and looking at these pictures #80s summer #vaporwave #80s moodboard #80s aesthetic

[rintoki]

i love fics where the character has the biggest, fattest, most debilitating crush on the reader or the other party bc

#it fuels my soul #do i want to unpack why i like this trope? #no 🫶🏼 #no but like #when the character is sweating fumbling and fidgeting #mind blank and stuttering #in front of their crush??? #FUUUUUCCCCCKKK #love it sm #like they’re going crazy about this person #hands sweaty legs like jelly #drawing hearts and daydreaming #smiling and kicking their feet #i’m so sick #delete later

[fbfh]

i LOVEEEEE the way you write leo <33333 he’s so sweet and perfect and hot and perfect and amazing and perfect

THANK YOU <333333 he literally is the perfect man.

Leo Valdez is the type of boyfriend to take a fuckton of pictures of you, half of which are on polaroids or film cameras bc he likes sticking pictures of you in his phone case. you look so gorgeous, so organically etherial and happy in every shot he gets of you that people think they're like,, those bonus polaroids you get sometimes with albums. they think he got them from pinterest for the aesthetic. he informs those people that "nah that's actually my s/o aren't they so fuckin gorgeous lol" and people don't believe him. all his stem bro friends have no fucking idea how he bagged you, and he's used to guys thinking he made you up until they meet you. they get fucking whiplash when you're like "no no HE'S the catch in this relationship. I would commit war crimes to keep that man happy I love him to death and back. that's not a euphemism." you both just love and cherish each other so much. he talks to his mom about you all the time. anytime anyone who knows him wants to talk to him all they have to do is ask about you or whatever project he's working on and he lights up like a fucking christmas tree. his mom loves you. all her worries that Leo would fall for someone who wouldn't treat him right (which in all fairness he does have a bit of a track record for) fly out the window with you. Esperanza trusts you with her son which is literally the highest honor you could ever recieve. it's not something you take lightly and it's absolutely something you cherish and take care of every day.

#drabbles #leo valdez #leo valdez drabbles #leo valdez x reader #heroes of olympus #heroes of olympus drabbles #heroes of olympus x reader #barking growling woofing #my eyes turn into little hearts when I think about him #takes polariods boyfriend x takes camcorder videos girlfriend #i get actual cravings for this man #idk what to do about that lol #me 🤝 leo having incredibly questionable taste in men/women/people #i watched wandavision today and i regret to inform you that i was in fact very attracted to fake pietro #new low guys lol #specifically 90s fake pietro?????????? why was that attractive????????????? #first luke cooper now this????? #am i just doomed to fall for every dickwad cameo part played by evan peters???????? #looks like it #ALSO HOLY SHIT MALADAPTIVE DAYDREAM FUEL #50s!LEO??????? #80s!LEO?????????? #as someone with a soft spot for vintage sitcoms and chronic im in love with a book character i dont think wanda did anything wrong #like #girlboss #id do the same thing tbh #like how could i not #come on #i made 50s through 2010s outfits for me and leo on my shoplook bc of that #90s leo is my favorite

[truebluesanji]

help I’m daydreaming about being in love with sanji while listening to my romantic sanji playlist again

#I’m working on more playlists for you guys #stay tuned #haha get it? #stay TUNED #…I hate myself #fuel for the daydream fires #one piece #sanji #black leg sanji #one piece sanji

[skunkes]

#a doodley #my bestie keeps saying shit to me about ken that's fueling the daydream im so grateful but also. jaw drop. #im that gif of the anime girl rolling around in bed #he would be clingy he'd be so happy for you to come home everyday he

[thevegetablewhichnoonedaresname]

absolute DEARTH of dungeon meshi fanfics on ao3. in many ways but particularly gen fics that are over 2000 words and focused on adventure, magical shenanigans, fluff/angst, or some combination of those

#pickle pontificates #dungeon meshi #''write them yourself'' first of all i can barely write my homework rn and I've always been bad at ideas #second of all I'm not getting on anyone's case I'm just complaining #I've been blessed to have been in a few fandoms with a couple prolific/consistent writers that seem to dedicate all their spare time #to that exact genre of fic #and i am very grateful to those people #I'm just going to wait patiently. that stuff takes time and dm is still gaining popularity #i just know the girlies who were super into writing platonic angst for fma/mp100/and a few for bnha and httyd would be ALL OVER this manga #if they knew #like #there's SO MUCH idea fuel out there from all kinds of RPGs that would be really fun to work in and explore #PLUS the wealth of extra content Ms. Kui has provided in adventurers bible/daydream hour??? #IT'S A PLAYGROUND FOR FANFIC. REALLY GOOD FANFIC

[masochistoutlaw]

by Studio Prokopiou, 2016

#Studio Prokopiou #Daydream Fuel

[folaireamh]

i need to stop fucking daydreaming all the time i think i'm losing it

#feels so nice to escape from my reality and enter one where i'm different and i'm happy and i have a nice job and i live near my friends an #i feel like it wasn't always this bad i think the last time it was this bad was like 2016 #i wish i could use the daydreaming shit as some kind of creative fuel but it breaks the spell when i try to put it into words #and i don't wanna leave the daydreams they're comforting

[navybrat817]

You know who has the biggest housewife kink?

After a long day in Court, he wants nothing but you and whatever delicious meal you have made for him. And, when you wear those pretty sundresses and little aprons, his brain fritzes just a little bit. Especially, when he imagines your belly all round and swollen; growing his baby. So, who are you to question why he’s a little frantic every now and then, pumping you full and keeping your hips elevated to make sure his seed plants deep in your womb?

I’ll see myself out

No, come back! Let's talk some more because I agree!

I think anyone who has stumbled upon my blog knows that breeding kink is one of my fictional kinks. Just gimme. And while I don't think every single character or AU calls for it (even as much as I'd want it), Andy fits that bill. The man has a breeding kink. No one can change my mind. And with his family history, we know he fought like hell to hold onto what he had.

So, yes. Coming home after a long day to be greeted by the love of his life, you're almost used to being bent over the couch or laid out on the table or kitchen island. It's even hotter to you when he doesn't undress. Just unbuckles his belt, pushes his underwear and pants down enough to free himself and takes what's his.

He may have a bigger wedding ring kink than you, too, knowing the band around your finger ties the two of you together forever. The baby he'll put in your belly is another claim and he won't be able to keep his hands off you. He already has a space on the wall for the family photos and he'll fuck as many times as it takes to give you the family you both want.

So. When can we make this happen?

Love and thanks! ❤️

#navybrat answers #fuel for thots #andy barber #andy barber ask #andy barber x reader #make me a housewife #gimme that beard burn #please sir #beach daydreaming #sending love ❤️ #asks are always appreciated

[and-stir-the-stars]

Suggestion for that idea of Michael hiding inside a Fredbear suit: Combine them. Evan is nice. Or he seems nice. At first. There is a slow horrible realization for Michael and the reader that this poor boy isn't okay. Evan finally has his brother's attention, finally has a brother who says he loves him and apologizes and Evan *refuses* to let Michael leave him again. ("The springlocks only hurt for a moment. Then we can friends forever.")

(post to which anon is referring)

OH that is so mean, i LOVE it

just like,, Evan's been isolated and alone for years with nothing but his own pain and fear. Then, finally, someone finds him, someone sees him! Not only that, but this person is his brother; his brother is empathizing with him and treating him kindly after years of Evan believing he wasn't worthy of such a thing, hence Michael's tormenting and Evan's eventual death.

Saying that Evan "isn't okay" to me implies one of two things: 1) that Evan has still been carrying around the emotional trauma that Michael's abuse scarred him with and thus is emotionally "not okay", or 2) like the other animatronics, Evan's spirit has been twisted into something that, if not outright malicious, then doesn't understand the reality around him or the consequences of his own actions and is liable to (accidentally) kill, and is therefore psychologically "not okay."

But either interpretation could easily loop back around to "Evan spent a long time in his very short life being tormented and abused and quite possibly believing he deserved it, and now that he's been shown a single ounce of kindness from someone he loves, he is NOT letting that kindness escape no matter the cost."

#anyway anon THANK YOU for the daydream fuel #currently thinking about the springlocks releasing on Michael (not very quickly or efficiently tho‚ since the mechanisms are old #and rusty and evan's never had very good control over his ''new body'' anyway) #and michael clawing himself out of the suit. he looks at the suit‚ blood dripping‚ and even though the suit #looks as lifeless as ever‚ he can feel that evan is still silently screaming and sobbing for him to come back #mmmmm... horrendously and beautifully painful. #also! anon!! this is my first fnaf ask and i am getting so emotional over it 🥺 #so thank yoooouu #it means more than you know 🥰 #the crying child #evan afton #michael afton #mike afton #fnaf #fnaf 1 #golden freddy

[sanuue]

I don't think y'all understand the true extent of my obsession with Cornelius, and truthfully you shouldn't. But that won't stop me from talking about the DESIRE for an asshole Cornelius I have that is genuinely so unsavory that i’d fully pay someone to write me a whole ass fanfiction that is just Cornelius living his life as the little geek he is, but from the lense of someone else(me duh).

Unfortunately I’m broke and budgeting doesn’t allow for me to spend that kind of money right now, BUT I’LL HAVE IT HAPPEN ONE DAY!!!

I’d like to know rn if anyone would eventually be willing to write me a Cornelius fanfiction if I paid yall whatever you’d feel fit when I eventually get the money for it 👀

I'm the type of person to be overdramatically kicking my feet and squealing over SINGLE PIECES OF DIALOGUE that authors would write for Cornelius when he rarely appears. It gets worse if it's snarky or mean, because then I'm pacing in my room like “SEE AND I KNEW THIS WOULD HAPPEN CUZ-” and then i’d go on and on, detailing the fic as if there's anyone else there listening when its just me. I hope the ghosts are entertained by my outbursts😍

That's my bully tangent for today, I sincerely apologize for the hyperfixation.

#writers please consider #im dead serious about it #help me fuel my maladaptive daydreams please and thanks #I'm so mentally ill it's not funny #okay it's kinda funny #bully #bully scholarship edition #cornelius johnson