𝐡𝐨𝐰𝐥'𝐬 𝐠𝐢𝐫𝐥

| 𝐧𝐚𝐯𝐢 | 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐠 𝐢𝐬 𝐚 𝐦𝐞𝐬𝐬, 𝐢𝐭'𝐬 𝐚 𝐬𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐠 𝐰𝐞 𝐜𝐚𝐧'𝐭 𝐝𝐨 𝐚𝐧𝐲𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 '𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐢𝐭 :'') |

[amihans-rb]

❝ 𝐰𝐞 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐜𝐚𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐨𝐬, 𝐛𝐚𝐛𝐲 ❞

name; amihan

age; nineteen

main blog; @love-amihan

mimi's message; requests are closed. for now i'm only accepting smau requests!

❝ 𝐢𝐭'𝐬 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐦𝐞 𝐚𝐠𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐬𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐥𝐝 ❞

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[kaashiluv]

HOW THEY SAY 'I LOVE YOU'

includes ; atsumu miya, akaashi keiji, bokuto kotaro

genre/cw ; fluff, words of aff*ction, aff*ct*on ofc, akaashi being the angel that he is <3

jasmine's note 💌; right, I'm sorry for not writing for a whole week but I made it up to yall + changed a bit of my writing style bc I can

ps ; was bokuto's that long..? if it was, I'm sorry, I couldn't help myself 🙏🙏 + IM SORRY FOR THE TYPOS I WROTE THIS IN MY PHONE (again, yeah)

ATSUMU was a competitive person meaning he does everything he can to make you feel loved. normally, he sneaks in little sticky notes on your table every morning. you can say he does it to make it up to you for leaving early in the morning — but it was far from that. to him, he made it a habit to write notes. if not, a simple 'hi babe, you can do this! hope you have a great day. love you ♡' would already make his day. he knew that it wasn't that much, but he thinks he could do something to help his girl accomplish her day.

AKAASHI believes that everyone should take a rest. whether it may be from exhaustion, stress, or by will. he knew that you were doing your best. he loved how you were being yourself. akaashi loves you dearly. but it breaks his heart seeing tears fall from your eyes, sniffles and whimpers falling of your tongue quietly. he knows you're exhausted. he knows you're tired. so he tries to do a little something — just something, that would at least help you out. so when you're away, or he's alone, he does the chores by himself. washing the dishes, sweeping the floor, cooking for you. it didn't matter if you noticed or not. but just remember that he's here for you, doing his best to make you feel like you're not alone.

BOKUTO was kind, patient, friendly and lovable. alot of people adore him and so do you. kotaro was thankful for the love that you gave him and even the support. so he thinks, 'maybe I should do the same to her' he knows your passion for the things you love. singing, learning new things, and all that. so he tries to learn them, for you. he notices the way your eyes glimmer like it had sparkles all over, the excitement in your voice whenever you talked about something you loved. so he teaches himself and learns more about it. as day by day passes by, he starts to point out the little things you told him before. the things that you thought he would forget once the day ends. but when you saw the glimmer in his eyes, the same as yours, you felt like hugging him in an instant. others can say you were overreacting. but to think that he taught himself something that you thought you were only interested in, made your heart clench. you love this man, you really do.

[miya-sun-deactivated20211004]

mornings with atsumu were always fun and peaceful. it calms your nerves whenever you hear his heartbeat, the soft snores he lets out, you love them.

as you move closer, you reach down to his forehead and let your lips linger on it for a second. He lets out a pleased sigh, enjoying the treatment that you're giving him.

he looked so adorable, so cute under the bright light of the sun. his golden locks shining brighter under them to top it off. seeing his relaxed figure somehow hurted you.

from all the stress he's been having, all the built up tension on his shoulders, the problems that he doesn't seem to be comfortable with sharing, all of those were starting to grow in him but still managed to pull a bright and out-going persona.

the way he sacrifices his happiness for others, made you wanna sacrifice yours for his.

the way he does everything for you makes you want to do everything for him as well. you felt an incessant thought of protecting him at all costs. you wanted him to feel happy and finally receive all the love and support he gave the others. as you removed the strands of hair that covered his eyes finally letting you see the way his eyes flutter softly.

you caressed his cheeks, the soft feeling of your fingertips brushing against his rough cheeks, the warmth of your hand on his cold face made him shiver. "you deserve happiness tsum" as you whisper those words, you didn't realize that he was already awake, now admiring your face. "we all do".

[haruchuiyo]

Hi! Hope you doing great ^^

Can i request for bonten's reaction when they have gen z! Reader as a hostage. Maybe the reader is a assurance for their shit head father who have a lot of debt with bonten. But the reader being the gen z they are supprising bonten with their personality! You can make it into headcanons or scenario, or whatever you want it to be. Its a crack imagine so i hope you enjoying yourself while write this. Thank you so much for letting me request!

This was kinda funny to write, hopefully it was funny to you guys as well lmao. And thank you for requesting this, have a nice day/night! — Kei

cw: strong and vulgar language, mentions of blood, lots of implied sexual jokes (bad jokes probs lmao), mentions of death, usage of pet names like sweetheart, sweet cheeks, baby and sir. Mikey lowkey has a sir-kink ;)

I tried to make this gender neutral as possible, so do not hesitate to message me or point out if there’s any pronouns used!

HOPE YOU ENJOYED THIS-

NOT PROOF READ

—

Aight

You were just lazing around on the couch, watching the tv when your world went dark.

And when you woke up, you were in a big room, with dried blood here and there and some men standing just a few meters away.

Adjusting your sight, you couldn’t move and you realized you were chained to the chair. Quickly realizing you were kidnapped, you look around yourself.

A man in mullet with scars on his lips was looking at you with a big smile on his face. He looked manic. Then there was a another one sitting on a wooden box like his life was taken out of him.

“He looks kind of cute. Especially with that blonde bowl cut.“ you thought to yourself.

“Am I kidnapped?” You spoke up. No one expected you to speak so some were in shock but quickly adjusted themselves.

“Do you know what for?” Some tall guy in slicked back hair and suits spoke up.

“I know my fucking father is in a lot of debt but that doesn’t mean I’m gonna have to be involved, what the fuck.” You spit out nonchalantly. This peculiar attitude amused the guys in the room.

“What the fuck is up with that goofy smile on you guys? Something on myself?” You look at yourself, your chest and so on and see that you wore a simple white tank top and black sweatpants.

“Are you guys for real checking my chest out? Talk about sexual harassment what the fuck it’s freezing cold in here.” Not so soon after you said that, someone took of their blazer and placed it on yourself. It was the ‘scars on the corner of his lips’ guy.

“Well thank you, we have a gentleman here even though this is just a vest which won’t be much of a help.” You giggle out.

“Did we get the right kid?” The cute guy from before spoke up, still sitting on that wooden box.

“They’re to eccentric to have such a fucked up father.” A another guy in mullet with purple dyed hair spoke up.

“Can you guys let me go? These ropes hurt.” You pout, trying to use your charms to convince the men in the room.

“Ain’t working, sweetheart but nice try.” Blonde guy with one side of his head shaved off spoke up.

“Mmm that’s such a nice pet name, call me that even more.” You shuddered as some laughed at your behavior.

“Am I gonna be killed? The manic guy over there,” you point to the scars guy with your head. “He looks ready to chop me off.” You laugh out.

“No one is chopping the other one up. We just need to talk.” The cute guy speaks up and stands down on the ground from the wooden box.

“Your father is in debt to us.” He starts off. “Yes I know that, sir.” The way you address their leader was so serious yet so endearing that they couldn’t help but chuckle. Mikey looks at you disbelief.

“It’s Mikey, not sir.” He says. “Yes sir.” You say back with a grin on your face.

‘They’re taunting him.’ Everyone in the room thought the same.

“We took you to our headquarters to discuss how to pay back the debt your idiot of a father has.” Mikey continued on.

“Whys that my problem? It’s not like it’s me who’s in debt.” You say, genuinely confused and annoyed.

“It was in the contract he signed.” Mikey tells you.

“That’s not how contracts work, cutie.”

And that was the drop for the scars guy to burst out laughing, the purple dyed mullet guy grins and the rest just watched in amusement.

“The contracts he signed works like a inheritance. Kinda.” Mikey says. And it clicked in your head.

“Why? Is my idiotic father dead?”

“No.”

“Then why am I here? He can still pay his filthy money back.”

“He can’t.”

“That’s a you-problem then.” You shrug your shoulders.

Mikey sighs.

“Look, I just turned eighteen and as soon as I did that I cut off all contacts I’ve had with my father. So whatever shit he pulls is not my deal.” You tell Mikey, hoping it could convince him.

“I like this one.” The purple dyed man speaks up.

“I’m not into older men, sorry but you’re hot though.” You gave a playful wink to purple dyed guy. He twitched back in shock.

Switching the subject, you look at all the men in the room.

“Is that fucking dried blood?” You squint at some corners in the room. “Yeah.” Mikey sighs out as he goes back to sit on his wooden box.

“Nice ass Mikey.” You clicked your tongue as Mikey looks back at you in pure shock. You heard some stifle their laughter.

“Be aware of what you say, sweet cheeks. Or you’re gonna regret it.” Slicked back hair speaks up. Clearly thinking of the dark impulse Mikey has.

“Regret having him in between my legs? Oh sure I won’t regret it.” You say dreamily, acting oblivious to the actual meaning of the slicked back hairs guys words.

“Can you guys tell me your names? It’s kind of hard to keep saying slicked back hair to the that dude over there, manic to that motherfucker and I will keep calling Mikey sir.” You grin towards Mikey who looks at you a little bit exasperated.

Soon after they introduced themselves.

“This felt like the first day of school where we had to introduce ourselves and our hobbies.” You giggle out.

“Anyways, which one of you kidnapped me from my apartment?” You ask.

“I did.” Kakucho speaks up.

“Wait you? No way! How did you do it? And also did you have to hit so hard on the head? It still kinda hurts what the fuck.”

“Does this creature ever breath?” Kokonoi says. “I don’t actually.” You retort back.

“You had your door unlocked.” Kakucho says. “Wait what? I thought I locked it.” You gasp in shock.

“Well you didn’t.” Kakucho retorts back.

“Man, I need to lock my doors next time.”

“Next time?” Kakucho speaks up again.

“Yeah. Why? Am I for real gonna die?” You tried to give them a puppy eye look. But it looked funny for those who saw it.

“You look so fucking stupid.” Sanzu laughs.

“Been known since I got pushed out of my mamas pussy.” Your vulgar and strong language is such a sight to behold for some of the guys in the room. It’s amusing.

“Do y’all get some action though? I mean I’m free.” You joke once again.

“I thought you said you aren’t into older men.” Rindou speaks up. “You’re still thinking about what I said?” You grin at him as he sighs in disbelief.

“They’re unbelievable.” Rindou whispers lowly to Ran.

“Are you guys brothers ?” You ask, genuinely curious. “We are brothers, baby. Are you into brothers rather than older men?” Ran flirts back playfully.

“Look, this one can take and make jokes. Take notes everyone.” You gasp out in shock at the energy Ran gave back to you.

“We gonna have to deal with you later.” Mikey speaks up out of nowhere. “Talk about this with anyone and you have your consequences.” Mikey tells you with a warning as Mochizuki unties the rope on your hands.

“Of course sir.” You were about to go down on your knees when Mikey sent you a glare so annoyed and angry, you immediately straightened your back.

“Wouldn’t wanna upset my sir.”

“You already did.”

“So you do like it when you’re being called sir.” You gasp out, wiggling your eyebrows playfully at Mikey.

“Shut the fuck up and leave.” Mikey looks away.

“I know your cute ass is laughing. See you guys next time. Hopefully we get to bang and hang.” Your last words before you fully left the building has had the bonten men laughing and Mikey couldn’t believe his ears along with Kakucho.

—

It’s so difficult to know what kind of tags to use when it comes to fics like this 💀

[amihans-rb]

bonten: careful, we're gonna end you

me: oh thank god, when?

[the-m-archives]

✨ Get to know your mutuals!! When you get this, it means someone wants to know more about you, so list 5 things about yourself you want your followers to know. They can be as simple as your age or as complex as your deepest fear, as long as it’s something you’re comfortable with sharing. when you’re done, send this to 10 people if you want to get to know them better!! 🌼💕

Well um sorry, I dont know ten people soooo

@thodimusprime @iamthelosingdog @musiksbrainrot

1. I am a percussionist

2. I have always had a very unhealthy sleep schedule since I was little

3. I was in the Undertale fandom from 2015-2019, not my best moment, haha

4. My birthday is August 7th

5. My favorite type of candy bar is Hershey's Cookies and Cream

Now you know some things about me!😊

[myloriahh-deactivated20211111]

(I removed the other reblogs cause it was getting kinda long)

@liv-laugh-die YOU'RE SO COOL DAMN, and thx for the tag!

I have photocromic lenses installed on my glasses, meaning that it gets dark when exposed to sunlight. Cool right :)

I have a chipped tooth (it's a molar so it's not obvious). My mom tried making yema but it failed and became hard af. I got the biggest piece but it wouldn't fit in my mouth so i tried breaking it into pieces using my molars. Then BOOM, i have a chipped tooth now

I don't know how to ride a bike. Well, that's embarrassing

I actually big hands for a short girl. My hands are bigger than my mom's and my older sister who's 20+ yrs old

I'm great at memorizing and remembering things. This is why I remember unnecessary stuff and things that happened before, and also why I don't study the day before a test at school

Tagging (no pressure <3) : @emergencyfoodpaimon @tejxswini @tojis-wisteria @pm4gal @pizza-tomato-soup @ushijimacentral @infxrity @xybi @kej1me @crimsonchxins + anyone else! :)

[water-and-grass-deactivated2021]

thank you for the tag ^^

1. I don't like listening/watching/reading psychological or normal horror but for some reason when I make them I'm ok.

2. I get sleepy a lot and can sleep in a chair.

3. I have a 7 11 near my house so I go there when I need to buy ice cream, like it's literally our neighbor.

4. I have a short tongue (I'm running out of ideas sorry)

5. I like reading cliche tagalog romances

tagging: @trvncyz, @xybi @smolchildlevy @sugas-psycho @l0vermew @strawbearisamu @escapenightmare @emergencyfoodpaimon @arrogantsonofabiscuit @love-amihan

[amihans-rb]

i grew up watching all gory things such as saw, wrong turn, i know what you did last summer, chucky, etc. (my mom is lowkey the one who awakened the gory side of me)

i grew up in the capital of the philippines! specifically tondo <33

i listen to music a lot, was starting to slip out of that phase but came running back just a few months ago.

i do my nails when i'm bored! actually started when quarantine was implemented.

oh! since the classes are online now, i do listen to our prof but! i start to space off like 5mins later then go back to listening after realizing and it's a cycle from there on.

tagging: @cryxtal-ame @maik0u @crybabyjabby @miya-sun @okkatsudon @emergencyfoodpaimon @dora-the-grownup @whorefordazai

[okkatsudon]

telling the jjk boys to go with whatever you say

— includes itadori, fushiguro, gojo, and inumaki !!

gn! reader │ requested ✓

warnings: lying ofc (???) │ genre: fluff

Itadori Yuuji

— both of you were already in front of the camera, preparing your lines for the application while he waits patiently, “i just have to go along with everything?" 

"yes, please!” you reply,  "would that be okay?“ 

he nods, very much ready. Itadori would definitely go along with what you have to say, especially if it were things to make you look good. he was too nice to laugh and stop that, so maybe you could try something different.

"greetings! today, i’m joined here with my significant other in this screening part of the application process.” you did the basics, a little information about yourself, why you wanted to get into the university, and an introduction of how you met the person you’re with.

though afterward, you started rambling about… how amazing he is, “and there he’s simply the best, and honestly—”

“Y/n, i can’t do this!”

“w-what?”

“i’m sorry, interviewer,” he looks at the camera, almost as if this was a live record, “i’m not that great as Y/n described me, but they’re exactly what they said about me, so please consider accepting them.”

“Yuuji,” you say, grabbing your phone to stop recording, “oh my gosh, it was a prank. i’m sorry. wait, wait.”

“huh?”

“it’s this trend,” you admit, scrolling through your phone to show him the videos, “and i may have forgotten to tell you it wasn’t live.”

he blushes profusely, almost turning as pink as his hair, “oh well, now, i’m just embarrassed you caught that on camera.”

“don’t worry, it was somehow sweet." 

Keep reading

[haruchuiyo]

Bang and hang

synopsis: bonten kidnapped a gen z reader whose father is in debt to them. turns out the gen z kid is something they didn’t expect and bonten gang is in for a ride.

cw: strong and vulgar language. Lots of sexual jokes, flirty jokes as well. the jokes are so corny tho so read at your own risk lmfao.

part 1, part 2

the long awaited part 2 is finally here lmfao I hope this ones good as the first one :”)

I just realized I didn’t include Akashi in the first part so he makes a entrance here ;)

this quite long ig but nevertheless I hope you enjoyed!

NOT PROOF-READ

—

You saw two familiar figures just a few meters ahead of you, turning into a alleyway. Hurrying up your steps, you caught up with them.

“Hey boys!” You said excitedly. Ran and Rindou turned around, surprised to see you.

“Oh hello there, it’s the eccentric motherfucker.” Rindou speaks up, pretending to be excited. You shook your head at him with a grin on your lips. Paying him no mind, Ran turned to you.

“We were just talking about you.” He says, beginning to walk and so did you. “Really? You guys thinking of picking up on my offer?” You asked.

“What offer?” Ran asked confused.

“About wanting to bang and hang of course. I mean, we could hang first then bang or the opposite.” Ran chuckles as you flashed him a grin again.

“You and your sexual jokes.” Rindou turns to you.

“Are you horny all the time?” He asks.

“It’s the hormones, my boy. I’m 18, the hormones are skyrocketing at this age.” To be honest, you just said stuff that came to mind. You didn’t really know if hormones actually skyrockets at that age.

“Why didn’t my hormones skyrocket when I was 18?” Rindou asks, looking genuinely curious.

“I guess you couldn’t get your little friend to straighten up.” Ran burst out laughing while covering his mouth. Rindou gives you exasperated look. “I’m kidding, don’t take me seriously.” You reassure him as Ran still chuckled to himself.

“Where are you guys headed?” You ask. “To thé place where we gonna hang and bang, of course.” Ran teases you as you dramatically gasp. “For real? Be gentle.” You try to give a puppy eye face. “Of course sweetheart.” Ran tries to give a puppy eye back but looks hideous. “You look fucking stupid, don’t ever do that again.” Rindou flashes a disgusted face towards Ran as he just laughs.

“Damn who’s this?” A black haired guy appears as he smokes. “A gift to the world.” Ran says. You check out the guy from head to toe and make a satisfied noise while clicking your tongue. The black haired guy looks at you confused and weirdly.

“What the fuck are they doing?” Blsck haired turns to Ran for answers when all he does is just a expression to say ‘wait for it’.

“You’re sexy as fuck, what the fuck.” You blurt out as you look at the black haired guy. Ran stifles a laughter as Rindou just lets out a small chuckle, entering the building in front of us.

“That’s quite a first impression. Is this the motherfucker that said Mikey has a nice ass?” Ran nods and the guy bursts out laughing.

“You guys have been talking about me?” You look at the two men in shock. “Yeah, you left quite a impression on us, sweet cheeks.” Ran says, stroking your cheek gently and pulls away.

“No fucking way, this is amazing yet scary.” You gasp out.

“Why is it scary?” Ran asks.

“I have a feeling I’m gonna get fucked up.” You answer.

“Fucked up?” You nod.

“By what?”

“Cocks.” The black haired guy almost coughed when taking a smoke, giving you a surprised look.

“Does this kid do this every time?” He asks as Ran nods. “Get used to it.” You shrug your shoulders.

“What’s your name, sexy man?” You say in a flirty voice to the smoker guy as Ran covers his mouth to stifle a laughter.

“Akashi. Akashi Takeomi.” You absorb the way he said his name and let out a satisfied noise with a nod. “You wanna get married?” You blurt out. Your bluntness doesn’t fail to catch anyone off guard, so when Akashi flinched in shock you giggled. “Just kidding, I’m not ready for mariage yet.” You say. “But if it’s you I don’t see any reason not to get married.” You tuck your hair behind your ear and give Akashi a flirty look.

“He likes to be called sir, by the way.” Akashi gives Ran a shocked face. “He does?!” You almost hell out. “This just got better.” You groaned in satisfaction.

“Wait, hold on, when did I ever tell you that?” Akashi says looking almost terrified. “Wait, you actually like to be called sir?” Ran almost snorts in amusement. Akashi turns quiet. “You know what, im gonna have to take a another smoke break.” Akashi says, looking annoyed and you couldn’t help but chuckle a little.

“It’s fun to tease people.” You say to Ran. “Have a nice smoke break, sir!” You yell out to Akashi as he flips you off while walking away.”

“Mikey would not be happy to see you, if I’m gonna be honest.” Ran says as the both of you enter the bonten headquarters.

“Trust me, he will or I make him be happy to see me.” You wink at Ran as he laughs. “We see about that.”

Safe to say, Mikey didn’t look pleased to see you enter the room in the headquarters. Sanzu hollers in excitement when he saw you as you whistle at him.

“One is at least happy to see me.” You grin.

“Why are you here?” Mikey asks as he munches on his snack, looking annoyed yet bored.

“I got some of the money to help my old man to pay off his debt.” You say as you pull out a thick envelope. A few looks were turned your way.

“I thought you said you don’t have any connection to him.” Not looking at you at all, Mikey takes a bite off his snack again.

“I don’t know why I’m doing this but take the money.”

“Where did you get it from?” Kokonoi asks as he hands out cards to Kakucho on a table.

“It’s some of my savings.” You answer.

“Why are you giving us money you saved?” Mikey asks, still not looking at you while eating his snack.

“Can’t I do that?”

“I never said that.”

“It seemed like you did.”

“Well I didn’t.”

“Just take the money.” You huff out.

“Mikey, take it.” Sanzu mutters lowly.

“It’s their savings.” Mikey says, finally looking up.

“I’m pleased to see that you have some ounce of emotions, cutie.” You smile widely. “I ordered Kakucho to kidnap you to threaten your father to pay us his debt.”

“Seemed like I was gonna get chopped up after all.” You say dramatically with a sigh while looking up at the ceiling. “My end is coming.”

“No you’re not. So I cant accept this.”

“You guys are a bunch of criminals, anyone else would’ve taken this envelope in a heartbeat. What are you guys? A bunch of wattpad characters?” You look at Mikey surprised.

“Fine.” Mikey signals Sanzu to take the envelope from you. Gladly handing the envelope to him, you nod your head.

“My job here is done then. Take care.” You were about to walk away when someone else spoke up.

“Where are you going?” Ran asks. “Home, I’m bored as fuck.” You flash him a bored grin.

“Hang out with us then.” He says.

“Are we finally gonna hang and bang?” You say excitedly.

“I don’t think anyone’s up to bang but we can hang.” Ran laughs out.

“Im up to bang.” Sanzu raises his hand. You laugh at his reply. “I’m not into plugs, my guy.” You pout playfully.

“Damn, what are you into then?” Rindou speaks up. You smile widely at his question.

“Him.” You point at their boss as Mikey looks at you with a bored face, sighs and looks away.

“Understandable.” Sanzu says.

“Shut the fuck up.” Mikey mutters out as you burst out into a small laughter.

—

this is such a abrupt ending but I found it fitting to end it there. thank you for reading and enjoying this, have a amazing day/night. Stay safe!

[evierena]

I found a quiz, about your role in anime, and I think is neat, here's my result

no pressure tags: @doinmybesthere @wuhllow @arquitecturadelanada @lowkeystan @patchworkpuzzle @better-in-pencil @katsukeen & everyone else who wants to join!

[nkogneatho]

Thanks for the tag @nire-chann <3

Oh look. What a Surprise?🤡

The "doesn't mean you're mature" is kicking me in my crotch💀💀💀 It's so true that it hurts😭

Tagging: @kyoutxni @hamtarorin @kotarousgf @nakachuchu @psychopassslut002 + anyone who wants to

[kyoutxni-deactivated20220124]

Thank you for the tag @nkogneatho

eXCUSE ME WHAT- tagging : @love-hajime , @pm4gal , @myloriahh , @emergencyfoodpaimon + anyone who wants to <3

[myloriahh-deactivated20211111]

thx for the tag truck-kun~

Well, i might as well be the side character who's hot and cool ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

tagging : @cryxtal-ame @tojis-wisteria @sweet-lovely-bambam @escapenightmare @crimsonchxins @water-and-grass + anyone else who wants <3

[dreamesamu]

thanks for the tag mylo skskjsjks

Yes I do hate society lmao but tanjiro aakakasa i love him

[tagging: (absolutely no pressure) @ohnolily @love-amihan @okkatsudon @sugas-psycho :>]

[amihans-rb]

...who gave the creator of this quiz the right to call me out like that? 😭✋

tagging; @lumpiang-toge @kirakirasaku @citricarcey @emergencyfoodpaimon @xybi @water-and-grass @strawbearisamu @tetsvhoe @roanniee @haliya-mori + anyone who wants to do this <33

[hakkais]

WASTED TIMES — PIERCER!MITSUYA T.

INFO. my piece for the lovely @haikyutiehoe’s pain tolerance collab <3 thank you again for having me, this was a blast to write although the end feels a lil rushed :(

FORMAT. fic

BYR. minors dni!! look the other way!! please and thank you!!

SYNOPSIS. your piercer is hot as fuck and you just so happen to be his closing customer

WARNINGS. 18+ content, implied needle usage, nipple play, sloppy kisses, tons of spit play, squirting, mindbreak, pussy/cum eating, slight dacryphilia. I APOLOGIZE FOR ANY ERRORS.

“The shop downtown you mean?” Your friend’s voice was eager, high, loud enough to make you pry your phone a few inches from your ear to save yourself the potential hearing loss. Your shoes hit the pavement of the sidewalk as you made your way, eyes scanning for the same place you saw on the reviews online. “Oh good luck there, I hear their main piercer is super hot.”

The air was freezing, hitting your skin and making your hands tingle with how cold they became. “Oh yeah?” A hint of nervousness could be heard, hidden in your cocky tone. Whether or not you considered yourself bold and confident, this scenario proved that you were only human, faltering at new experiences.

The anticipation in your gut was heavy, but something felt off. You weren’t sure if it was your outfit choice or the price of your appointment or even the decision of what you were going to grab to eat after this. Something felt weird and uncertain and it left a bitter taste on your tongue.

“I’m almost there, so I’m gonna hang up,” you barely gave her a second to protest, ending the call and shoving your phone in your bag. The bright light up signs about pinch n poke’s illuminated the sidewalk and the cars parked on the side of the street. You’ve finally made it, but you couldn’t bring yourself to take another step. The nerves were catching up to you and you took a few deep breaths, plastering a smile and alarming the workers and customers with the bell at the door as you stepped in.

It was obvious that this place was on the smaller side, the waiting room only consisting of two leather chairs and a smaller coffee table in the middle, magazines about fishing and fashion and whatnot spread on the glass top. There was a unique resting area behind the furniture, a small place under the big window where anyone could rest and stare at the cars passing by.

The receptionist was pretty, as well as on the older side, her forehead wrinkling up as she raised her eyebrows at you and offering a warm smile. “You’ve arrived! Did you find this place okay?” She buttered you up, waving for you to come up to the marble desk, shuffling around for a pen.

“I did, but I also looked at a few pics on the internet prior to this,” you admitted with sincere eyes and a shrug, examine the paperwork that she slid your way. You took your time signing in the respective areas, flipping paper after paper.

Music came from the speakers on the ceiling, light rock easing the awkward silence as she waited patiently for you to finish up initialing the documents. It was a little too quiet and you wondered if there was even a piercer here at all, seeing as the waiting room was empty ever since you stepped in.

“Ah,” you tended to your cramping hand, massaging around your fingers as you finally finished, earning a hearty laugh from the woman behind the counter. “That was pretty intense for some paperwork.”

She nodded in response, smile never leaving her face as she reviewed and made sure you answered everything properly. With the given time, your curious eyes scanned the shop once again, noticing little by little that a lot of work had been put into this building. The floors looked recently updated, shiny and polished so well that you could see your reflection if you looked close enough. Many framed certificates were lined up nicely on the walls, as well as pictures of what you assumed were some of the workers proudest pieces.

One was a guy, handsome if you may add, with longer blonde hair and a tattooed dragon on the side of his head. He was flexing his bicep, showing a fresh symbol covering his swollen and red skin. It wasn’t labeled, just hung in a nice place on display for everyone to see if they allowed their gaze to wander.

“Wanna sign up for a tattoo appointment as well?” A smooth voice made your breath hitch in your throat, head instinctively snapping towards the direction and only to be found with one of the most attractive men you’ve ever seen.

His hair was a nice length, dark and framing his face nicely. His eyebrows had a matching slit on either side, also dark and contrasting with his pale face. The bags under his deep eyes were dark, he looked in need of a rest. An earring sat on his earlobe, black and round with a cross circling the shape. He had a lazy smile on his face, lips plump and glossy with a recent chapstick application. He wore protective gloves, slender fingers covered in the shiny plastic, the tightness accentuating the very few veins he had.

Suddenly, your mouth became dry. It was weird how that was the only thing you could think about in a moment like this one. Your tongue was dry, it felt as though you hadn’t had a drink in a century. Your saliva had disappeared and you craved water or juice or even some milk. Something.

“I apologize,” you caressed the back of your neck, just now realizing that you were quite literally staring this poor guy down like a predator ready to leap at their prey. You felt your cheeks heat up as you caught him taking a few steps forward from the corner of your eye. His hand placed itself on your shoulder, and once you looked up, you were met with the sexiest smile.

“Let’s get ya to the room, ‘kay?”

Right. A piercing. You were here to get pierced, by this guy, who you heavily assumed was your piercer. That’s what was supposed to happen, that’s what’s expected to happen. So why were you getting excited? Why did you hold your breath as you were embraced by his arm? Why were your panties suddenly becoming uncomfortable and finally, why was your mouth so damn dry?

The hallway felt so unbearably long, you were sure he could feel your uneven breathing in his hold but he wouldn’t let up. Your hands stayed clasped together behind your back as you allowed him to guide you into the final room at the end of the hallway, holding the door open for you before shutting it behind him gently.

Compared to the other areas of the building, this room was especially cold, an AC installed and running in the window at a low setting. You could only keep your head low as you sat your ass on the piercing chair. The lights were abnormally bright and they had you squinting, you wondered if this was their regular brightness or if he just needed to turn them down.

“My bad,” he cursed to himself, quickly turning the brightness down and maneuvering the lamp out of your face. You giggled at how fast he reacted, the laughs leaving one by one slowly relaxing your muscles. The atmosphere he provided was comfortable and you stared with doe eyes as you watched him mess with his tools.

Your piercer must have felt your eyes on him, and he offered a smirk over his shoulder. “Nipples, huh?” A hint of teasing nature dripped off of his words, the sound of metal clashing together giving you goosebumps. “That’ll be interesting.”

Shit. He was really handsome, admittedly, and the fact that his first encounter with you will also include you being topless?

The look on your face made it obvious to him that you were nervous, perhaps even rethinking your choices. That can’t do, no no, it’s his job to make you feel comfortable and relaxed. To do a good job, but even then he could admit to himself that he was a little too excited about this opportunity.

“What’s with that look? You nervous?” He teased on and on, preparing for your piercing, a rush of sudden cold air making him shiver to himself. “No need. I’m Mitsuya, I’ll be your piercer today. ‘m gonna take care of you.”

Butterflies fluttered around your stomach at his words and the very obvious flirtatious tone. You bit your lip, chest rising and falling a bit harsher than it was just moments ago. The cool leather you were seated on helped soothed your heated skin.

The silence reminded you that you hadn’t responded, so you started by telling him your name with a shy glint in your eyes as you peered up at him through your lashes. His hand was bigger than yours, warm to the touch, enveloping yours in a welcoming handshake. It was easy to tell that this guy was a total pro, he made making you feel comfortable seem so easy. This was a skill that could only be learned throughout years and years of experience.

It was finally time. You had been anxious about this piercing, simply because it was not only revealing and personal between you and your piercer but also because it could potentially hurt like a bitch, no matter what your pain tolerance may be. Nipple piercings always appeared sexy, appealing. Despite the months and months of planning, nothing could ease your nerves.

“Have you done this before?” You asked as your breathing increased, Mitsuya’s attention now solely on you.

“I have, yeah. No one quite as pretty as you, though.” You jumped as Mitsuya’s fingers graced your skin. His touch made you oddly sensitive and your panties felt sticky already, how embarrassing. “My apologizes, but we gotta get these hard. Is it okay if I touch you?”

You almost whimpered in response, but the shock held you back. Could they really do this? Is he actually about to play with your nipples right now?

A hesitant nod gave him the green light he needed before his palms brushed them upwards. Your back arched lightly off the chair and you mewled at the sensation. It’s been too long since you’ve been touched, and you knew this was just his job, but your self control was wearing oh so thin.

Suddenly, you were reminded yet again that your mouth was so dry. It was an inconvenient time but it was starting to get irritating. “‘m sorry, do you have anything I can sip on?”

Mitsuya’s eyes dragged from your lips up to your eyes, deep and dark while also holding so much lust and emotion. While you were left breathless, melting at every touch and flick he offered you, he was having an internal war in his head. Questions were flying back and forth on whether he should really make sexual advances, this could damage his entire career.

You were just so fucking beautiful, though. It would be a shame to pass up this kind of opportunity, especially since you were already becoming needy for him.

“Sorry, love,” he murmured, enclosing your body with his arms on both sides of your head, the proximity allowing you to notice his cologne. It was an unforgettable scent, an undertone of citrus with a heavy amount of expensive fragrance. The fumes got you drunk and you weren’t sure how much longer you could hold out without being fucked. “I don’t have anything on hand for you to drink, we can compromise though, hm?”

You didn’t even feel yourself nod, but you must have, because before too long his lips were covering yours. They were heavy and soft and it felt as though they were magnetic against yours, sliding so nicely, the sounds of gentle slurps and spit being shared making your thighs squeeze together.

He cured your thirst with his saliva, tongues massaging before he sucked on yours gently, his fingers never leaving your jaw. It was good that he had a nice grip on you, otherwise you were sure that you’d slump backwards onto the protective paper around you.

You drank up his spit like water and he let you have as much as you wanted, succeeding in continuing the rhythm the two of you created with your lips. He felt your eyebrows furrow as he kneaded your breasts and his stomach could only twist and turn at the feeling of your nipples hardening so fast with his actions.

“You’re totally lovin’ this,” he murmured, breaking the strand of saliva connecting your tongues, one thumb caressing your temple while the other rolled your bud. He found an almost sadistic pleasure watching your body jolt the way it did, he was out of his damn mind.

Through all of this rubbing and touching and moaning, you hadn’t said a word, only using a hand to cover up your mouth and leaning forward to feel more friction. You were shy and timid.

Mitsuya didn’t like his bitches shy and timid.

“I’m not sure where you’re comin’ from, but I was always taught to use manners,” he emphasized his words with tugs and pulls of your nipple, making your back arch off of the bed, hearts glowing in your pupils in response to his generosity. “What d’ya think? Don’t you have something to say to me?”

“T-thank you. Thank you s’much!”

“You’re welcome, princess.”

There was so much motion within such a small and compact room that the air became thick, nearly hard to take a deep breath in. The piercing was long forgotten, but this was much more desirable. With all of the inconveniences lately, it had been a long time since you’ve been in a situation like this, held and kissed. You only decided to blame the part of you that was touchstarved for whatever happened next.

Mitsuya acted as a fountain filled with the purest water in the middle of some hot ass desert. After miles upon miles of walking without a drink, anyone would be stupid enough to not take at least a sip.

This was bigger than a sip. His hands were traveling lower, your moans were getting higher, the tempo was speeding up and there was no denying the electricity running through your veins. You were being greedy and chugging every last drop.

“Fuck me,” your lips trembled, eyes scanning his blushing face and his bruised lips. A thin coating of sweat made his hair stick fast and somehow a button on his shirt came undone. His sex appeal was through the roof and this only made your panties wetter. “Please fuck me.”

The bed was starting to get uncomfortable to sit on, ass planted flat against the tough material, you were dying to relieve the feeling. Any partner would feel pressure of making the other feel good, but Mitsuya radiated a confidence that created suspense and longing for more. He knew what he was doing, he was skilled and precise and there was no room for improvement because he was simply the best at working a woman’s body.

Within a matter of minutes, your panties were pooling around your ankles, your shirt was pushed up past your chest in a haste. You were exposed and put on display, legs hanging off of either side of the bed. His shirt was completely unbuttoned and became wrinkled, but that was a given. There was something about the way his eyes bore into you that made you squirm and shy away.

In reality, he was contemplating whether or not to take his time, feel your cunt slowly invite him in and milk him dry. Place passionate kisses along the crook of your neck and whisper the words of a saint. Another part of him wanted to fuck you senseless, leave your tits shaking with the force of his thrusts and have you clawing at his back for some form of stability.

So many possibilities, so many different ways to fuck you. He wanted to try them all, he wanted all the time in the world to study your body, learn all of the little things that could make you cum. Most importantly, he needed to hear you whimper out his name and he needed that now.

“You’re precious, aren’t ya?” Mitsuya planted an open mouthed kiss on your neck, closing the space between you two and hooking both of your legs around his waist. It was unexpected just how big of an effect he had on you, the smallest touch sending your hands in a frenzy to find a spot for leverage. You settled with his hair, threading your fingers through the soft black locks. You remembered the singular earring hanging off of his earlobe, wasting no time to lean up and lick and suck around the lobe, dragging your tongue along the shell of his ear and smooching behind it. “Precious girl. It’s too bad I’m gonna slut you out.”

A palm was planted on your stomach, pushing you gently back down, leaving you entirely exposed to his eyes and his eyes only. He could go on and on about how beautiful you looked, splayed out like this, but his cock was straining too much in his jeans. The sounds of the pants unbuttoning made you clench around nothing, pussy slick sliding down your inner thigh.

The pad of his thumb gathered some, sliding it across your clit. Your eyes rolled back at the small bit of attention, but you were sent to heaven at the feeling of his tip flush against your folds, teasingly tracing the outline of your greedy pussy.

His fingers stopped before they were used to spread you, eyes trained on the dripping hole. “Look at ya, fuckin’ soaked,” you couldn’t look him in the eyes, the humiliation causing your heart to drop down to your ass.

“S-stop staring like that!” He was surprised at your bravery, sucking his bottom lip between his teeth to chew at. You were just too damn cute. “Please, need you inside already, please.”

Your hand moved on its own, shakily wrapping it around his length, flinching at how warm it was and struggling to wrap the whole way around. You pumped it gently, eyes nearly crossing at the mere thought of it filling you up. A curse cut the sharp air and your hands were pinned above your head, you didn’t have to say anything, begging with your eyes was enough to make Mitsuya crack.

“Be careful what you wish for,” the sloppy noise of his dick fucking into you echoed within the room, both of you gasping into each other’s mouthes at the irreplaceable feeling. Nothing could get better than this, you were so glad you made this appointment. “‘m gonna wreck this pussy.”

Before you could even think about biting back, Mitsuya had your legs in the air, rocking into you with a pace that no one has, your tongue spilling out of your mouth as it hung open. You were like light work to him, he had you bending in different directions, angling his dick just right with ease.

“Fuck!” Your body shook violently as you grabbed at his collar, hands sliding down until they rested on his stomach, which was littered with scars. This guy had definitely lived an interesting life, you decided as you took his cock. There were various marks that probably carried all sorts of memories and he was fucking you so good that you felt as though you were falling in love. It wouldn’t hurt to get to know him after this, but that wasn’t important right now.

Dark orbs followed your tits with every move, his teeth marks surrounding your perky nipples. Your pretty skin glistened with sweat under the ring-light above you guys, accentuating your curves and rolls and any stray marks you may have.

Mitsuya took the time, chasing your pleasure more than his own, gripping your hips and bouncing you against his dick until you shuddered beneath him. “Gonna cum?” His condescending voice was in your ear, bouncing around the walls of your fucked out mind, left unanswered because you truly couldn’t process what he asked. “You are, I feel it, gonna cum all over this cock. Go ‘head, baby. I’ve got ya.”

A thick ring of cream coated his length as he pulled out, your breathing troubled, eyelids wrinkled with how tight they were closed. You were surprised to feel his warmth leave, but you nearly screamed once his tongue lapped at your swollen clit within seconds.

“‘m dirty, Mitsuya!” You swatted at his shoulder, realizing you’ve lost once he swung your leg over his shoulder, tongue-fucking your twitching hole and drinking up the cum your cunt offered. There was no way he was a stranger at eating pussy, he flicked his tongue just right and slurped you up like he’s done it a thousand previous times. This guy was so talented, it left you with tears in your eyes. It was hard to tell what other tricks he had up his sleeve.

It was hot, if anything, that he was so focused on your pleasure and making sure you got to cum. He provided multiple services, whether it be a piercer or a sex partner, and he excelled in all of it.

Once he came back up, you couldn’t rip your eyes away from the sight. His hair was so messy and crumbled from your relentless pulling and tugging. His lips were glossy, parted just a bit, eyebrows raised up as if he were pleased with the taste. The tip of his nose was creamy with your essence, pupils blown wide. He knew he was pretty. He knew his gaze was intoxicating and he used to to his advantage.

“Don’t cry,” your tears were wiped with his knuckle, the trails left on your cheeks kissed away as he slipped his cock back in, your lewd sounds being drowned with his mouth over yours. “No need to, I promise ‘m gonna make you feel so good. You trust me?”

There wasn’t even a window of time to answer him, his cock was drilling into you again, your ankles locking together as they crossed behind his back. The skin of your ass slapped against the skin of his pelvis, both areas sore with the harsh impact. Neither of you let up, the moment the two of you were sharing was way too deep for either of you to care.

Mitsuya’s tongue was flat as it covered your nipple, body bent to meet your breasts, the licking and sucking making your pussy pulse with neediness. Stimulation sent your senses plummeting to the ground, your entire body overwhelmed with all of these feelings.

Your pretty nipples were being rolled around and tugged and played with, wet with his spit, his tongue swirling while the other bud was being flicked and rubbed with his fingers. His cock fucked into you feverishly, your pussy slick spreading across both of your thighs, sticky and wet and hot. Your clit throbbed, begging to be played with, little cunt desperate for cum to fill it.

No one has fucked you like this.

You wanted to cum more than anything, but this high felt different, it felt heavier and you wanted to beg him to slow down. Your fist felt like pokes against his chest, balled up and slamming into it weakly to get him to back up. Before you could choke any words out, your pussy was squirting all over his thighs and dick.

“Atta girl,” the wet feeling was too much to handle, and he found himself pulling out and fisting his dick at the sight of your squirting pussy. You clenched around nothing, moaning like a bitch, voice like a broken record as you said his name over and over again. His cum came in strands, spilling all over your stomach, sliding down your sweaty skin. “Fuckkk.”

Your orgasms were nothing but bliss-filled, the after sex clarity hitting as you both calmed your breathing. Realization hit that you two just fucked upon meeting and suddenly, even after all of that bold sexual activity, you both got shy and couldn’t meet each other’s eyes like a bunch of dorks.

The room was a fucking disaster. Of course, you were both decent people, so you took the responsibility head on considering you were the cause of such a mess. Mitsuya was wiping you up with paper towels, offering you kind smiles as you fixed up your clothing. “So, you still want the piercing?”

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Do you really?

Warning : n/a

pairing : Kuroo tetsuro x gn!reader

genre : enemies to lovers

Failed. You failed your exam. The one you had been studying days and hours for. The one who you truly thought you would ace. The one where you swore you’d beat Kuroo Tetsuro and have a better score than him. The one that you didn’t, pass. “Well, well well~ what do we have here?” Speaking of the devil. It seemed to you that, he was making his goal to annoy you and make you hate him. And it worked. You despised him. Just by the sound of his voice, he would already get on your nerves. “Not now, Kuroo.” “My, my, I should watch out, the kitten bites~” couldn’t he just get the hint to leave you alone? Apparently not. You needed an escape. Anything would do. You just didn’t want to to see him. Not right now. “L/n, could you come? I want to speak to you” and for once, you liked your chemistry teacher. But you quickly started hated him the second the words he just said left his lips.

“I want you to retake the test and get a tutor. And I want that tutor to be Kuroo. He got the best score in the grade, I’m sure he’ll help you.” Absolutely not was what you wanted to say. But “okay, I understand. Thank you sir,” was what you said instead.

You got out of your classroom hoping that he wasn’t still here. But today wasn’t your lucky day. “So, I need to tutor you huh~” “shut it dumb rooster” you were not going to ask him to help you. No way in hell.

so you studied on your own for a week. The only problem was, you didn’t understand anything. Which resulted in a break down during lunch period. Why was it so hard to understand? Why could he do it and I can’t? Kuroo had watched the scene in front of him unfold. How one minute you were studying and the other crying hot tears. You saw him approach you in your field of vision. “Leave me alone Kuroo,” you said without even looking up from the paper you were now glaring at. “just ask for my help already. You clearly can’t do it alone so kindly get over your pride and let me help you.” It was harsh, yes. But it was the only way you would ask him.

And you agreed. Every night, after his practice, you would stay with him in the club room studying. And slowly but surely, you felt yourself hating him less and loving him more.

Sudendly, his bed head didn’t look so stupid anymore. Suddenly, his endless teasing felt less irritating. Suddenly, you became excited whenever you heard him not too far away. Suddenly, you loved him. But would you ever admit it to him? No, of course you wouldn’t.

It was the final night of studying with Kuroo before your test. Were you excited? Yes. But would you also miss this? Yes. “Y/n, after you passed your test, let’s go on a date.” Well, that took you off guard. “No. I hate you. I’m not going to go on a date with a stupid jerk anyways.” “Do you really though?” “Really what?” You knew what. But you weren’t going to admit it to him and give the pleasure of it. “Hate me. Do you really hate me, y/n?” No. No I don’t. “Well, I’ll take that as a no. I’ll come pick you up Friday night at your house, 7pm. Don’t be late, kitten~” he always called you that so why did you suddenly blush at the nickname? He saw your flushed cheeks, smirked and left you in the now empty club room.

Yeah. Maybe failing your test the first time wasn’t a bad thing after all.

Reblogs are appreciated :)

[reineyday]

tagged by @kageillusionz 😊💖 thanks for tagging!!!

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tagging @starsakura17 @heyheysey @cr0wprince @out-of-context-charlie @honeymeh @charlie-jay

[bokutoism-deactivated20211204]

thank you for the tag @izhyperfixates i think ours are literally the same omg-

tagging: @arrogantsonofabiscuit, @tsukkiangel, @tsumooo, @sinnix, @bokutoslittledoll, @sunhee-sun + anyone else !

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tagging : @https-inarizaki @bokutoslittledoll @akaashinova + anyone who'd like to join

[shidouryusm]

Thank you @bokutoism @sunhee-sun @sinnix for the tags. Soo...

Tagging: @whoreradio @maipxilia @maizumis @arrogantsonofabiscuit @https-inarizaki @kitacharm @akaashinova @mattsunbae @erebird @amongthesails @tetsusbbygrl @tetsumii @itachiyama + anyone who wants to do this <3

[strawberrie-maia]

thanks for the tag, sami !! <3

tagging : @wockeshaa @okkatsudon @love-amihan @kyoutxni @miyamours @infxrity @kej1me @iridesent-folly + you <3

[amihans-rb]

thanks for the tag two maias HAHAHSBJS @maik0u @strawberrie-maia and @dora-the-grownup ily bestie <33

tagging; @kirakirasaku @lumpiang-toge @citricarcey @ugh-tsumu @amalthea-000 @laineeey00 @miyamartina @emergencyfoodpaimon + anyone who wants to do this <33

[maluceh]

Haikyuu Genderbend part 2!

[laineeey00-deactivated20211028]

I don't have new content bc I'm a bit busy but take this for now. I don't think I've posted this one here before. *Laughs at my old artstyle*

I miss drawing on ibispaint. I miss their brushes ಥ_ಥ That shit's superior app. Now I'm stuck with medibang. Majxjzksjoajsmwns

Reblogs are appreciated.

[solamoure-deactivated20220609]

☕ 🌅🦉

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[pebbsie]

Height Comparison ❀

𓆩 you and your f/o || tag game

I thought of this fun tag game that I reckon you guys will enjoy, you ever just imagine standing next to your f/o and gush about it… we’ll I’m going to fuel that, go to this site and see how short/tall you are compared them (ෆ`꒳´ෆ)

https://hikaku-sitatter.com/en/

Here’s mine, I’m absolutely smitten for how much taller then me Shanks is (⑉• ˬ •⑉)*:･。

Oh to be a tiny flower wife for this man (///ˬ///✿)

Tagging: @tsunderedoctor @simpforroses @cyborg-franky @sanjissunflower @chloe-nanami @thatbadbruja + anyone else to wishes to participate ❀

[libraryoflillies-deactivated202]

I'm joining too, this's such a cool idea💕

I'm quite shocked with the result😂:

🤣 MY SHOULDER IS ALMOST ON HIS WAIST

But I'm seeing myself having a lot of piggyback rides. And a person to reach the countertops😂

tagging @vemuabhi @cupidines @beautifulblhell @porcupines-n-sharkteeth @anju-writes @okkatsudon , and anyone else who wants to join 💕

[anju-writes-deactivated20211002]

Oh shoot this one is so hot. Tysm for tag Ana ilysm💓

Ps. Post timeskip heights💅

That's great but wait... There's more👇

Ten points to the person who names the bitch that ditched Tsumu for Meian💋

Tagging: @nkogneatho @arrogantsonofabiscuit @porcupines-n-sharkteeth @divine-dogs-cafe + anybody who would like to play! No pressure on the tags tho🤗

[arrogantsonofabiscuit]

I have no clue what height is Kuroo post time skip 💀.

But yeah not that short or tall average maybe lol.

Tagging:- @strawbearisamu @kuroomiya @cryxtal-ame @bokutoism @hisvillainess @nkogneatho @love-hajime @kentoangel @maitenight and anyone who wants to do this (no pressure on tags)

[love-hajime-deactivated20220125]

Ty for the tag Ria & @cryxtal-ame 🖤

Couldnt choose so I did both Iwa and Aran hehe

And Im v happy w the results damn-

Tagging: @kyoutxni @myloriahh @pm4gal @emergencyfoodpaimon @mako-yaki @baesnbakas @sweet-lovely-bambam @shinsouscorner @maipxilia @ioveangel and anyone else who sees this!

[ranisastripperpole-deactivated2]

so anyways-

tagging @eleiwitch @crispin-kreme @kal0psi-a @kyoutxni @sunahearts @love-amihan @xybi @arrogantsonofabiscuit @strawbearisamu @kazuweb @maiixu @isenkus @milliumizoomi @infxrity @kej1me @trvncyz + anyone who wants to try 💗

[amihans-rb]

aaahhh tysm for the tag orion, @whorefordazai, @maik0u, @ydyf <33

tagging; @kirakirasaku @lumpiang-toge @chibishae34 + you <33

[smolla-than-a-bug]

tokrev boys with an s/o that likes to dress up

ft. takemitchi, chifuyu, mikey, mitsuya, kokonoi

navi | tokrev m.list

content — gn!reader, koko gives v much sugar daddy/power couple vibes

notes — prompt from this post by @hoefordaddytoji ! IDK IF ITS A TUMBLR GLITCJ ON MY PHONE BUT WHY WERE THE BULLETPOINTS SO UGLY,,, anyway so i changed my hc format bc of that <\3 atp papayag na q maging kabet ni takemitchi sorry hina chz clout chasing lang loyal aq kay shinichiro mahal ko

-> TAKEMITCHI is so embarrassed to be around you in public. Not because of you—no, never because of you—but because you’re always clean, creative, and styled to perfection while his outfits rank subpar on a good day. He knows you know it too. You’re just too polite to ever mention it, which he’s grateful for because it would for sure rip out a good chunk of what pride he has left.

He’ll spend hours upon hours just staring at his closet of poorly folded tees that basically have the same design and different colors of the same pair of shorts only to still not be ready to go by the time you arrive. When he asks you for your opinion, to help him out so he can match your level, you do the best you can to mix up an outfit specifically for him and maybe even take hum out shopping if it would make him feel better. (It would, and he’d happily carry all the shopping bags.)

You told him you’d find the perfect combo that encapsulates the “Takemitchi charm,” and it warms his heart seeing you rummaging through his things in such a focused manner because there’s nothing you’re more passionate about than fashion and lending a helping hand.

-> CHIFUYU is your personal hypeman and number one supporter! He is genuinely so in awe of the outfits you manage to put together because they each seem to be entirely unique from one another while at the same time highlighting your best features. Strike a few poses in front of him and you’ll notice the sparkles in his eyes.

Send a single picture of your outfit of the day, and not a minute later, he’s already spamming your phone with messages. Praising comments, various reaction pics with exaggerated heart eyes, emoji spams, and keyboard smashes—Chifuyu does it all, and he genuinely means them. If you send more than one picture without context, he already knows you can’t decide which one is better to post, and he suddenly feels an overwhelming sense of duty over his newfound responsibility. Of course, you look great in everything so it puts a bit of stress onto him, but he’ll puff out his chest and examine each photo carefully and pick out which one is best.

Ask him to take your photos! (He’s itching to take hundreds.) He’ll stretch and squat just to get the perfect angle, and he’ll act like a real professional photographer, tipping you on how to work your shoulders and praising you for every pose. Expect him to snap lots of pictures of you when you’re not looking though.

-> MIKEY doesn’t care what you wear as long as you’re happy, but he knows that not everyone has a kind attitude towards style enthusiasts, which especially applies to bitter elderly folk. He has told you to “Dress however you like. I can fight.” before and will say it again on the occasion that you become discouraged due to spiteful looks or comments from others. In public, it’s like you’re this big-shot celebrity and he’s like your civilian boyfriend (and low-key bodyguard).

His most functional love language is protecting his loved ones, and that includes your mental and emotional state. Usually, an empty stare from him does the trick of scaring the judgy eyes away, but some people are persistent. If it ever goes past the staring, you can bet Mikey will be up and out of his chair in a heartbeat, menacingly asking the perpetrator/s “Is there a problem here?”

But apart from that, it really gets to him when he sees you so proud of yourself, so happy and cheerful. He’ll let you drag him around from store to store when you go shopping together, but ultimately, he’d prefer walking behind you so he can watch over you entirely. And when he does this, he gets to see you purely in your element. He doesn’t ever realize it, but the way his expression softens and his smile is one of content is something everyone can see.

-> MITSUYA is the one you go to for a second opinion. He knows color theory, of course he’d know a fit that does or doesn’t work. If you ask him, he’ll give you a detailed response too. Constructive criticism is the way to go, and he always has his own suggestions to achieve the style you want if you’re having difficulty. But he won’t say anything unless you ask him to because if it works for you, then it works!

Got a problem with one of your pants? Mitsuya’ll take care of it. He’d volunteer to tailor your clothes and fix them the exact way you want it. Why would you need to pay to tailor your clothes when you can have him do it in exchange for kisses instead? You can trust him. He’ll only make the best fixes for you. Maybe in a future where he grows up to be a fashion designer, you can work in tandem with him. He’s already blushing at the thought of a future with you.

One thing he loves about your enthusiasm for clothes, other than the fact that you work so well together, is that Mana and Luna are just as eager to see you. They always get so excited about the different colors of your pants and the intricate designs on your blouses. They light up so fast whenever they know you’re gonna spend some time with them, and Mitsuya can’t love you enough for it.

-> KOKONOI likes to sit back and watch the show. We know the guy is loaded, and what better to spend all his hard-earned cash than on you? He loves how you’re always up for a shopping spree, for he earns to spend. He likes giving you bundles of cash or his black card because he likes that it’s being put to use, and his pride only grows because it’s you and you know that he knows he’s never going to have trouble with money.

It’s sort of like a victory show for him when he has you model the new items in your collection from your most recent shopping trip funded by him. He’ll be sitting back on the sofa with a leg crossed over the other, eyes watching you above the rim of his glass as you give him a 360 of your outfit. He doesn’t bother hiding the fact that he’s checking you out. Why should he? You look amazing, and you should know that. (But only from him. If he catches another pair of eyes on you, it’s on sight.)

He’ll dress up to match, too. Who doesn’t love a coordinated couple? Once, Koko caught a Tiktok user, who films strangers’ everyday streetwear, with a camera pointed directly at you both. He smirked before staring directly at the camera, moving an arm on your waist to pull you close, almost possessively. He leaned down to whisper into your ear, letting you know you’re being filmed, only for the cameraman to be greeted with both of your fierce gazes as you walked by.

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