obsessed with a lot of things

~mirror pronouns~ •TERF's DNI• •certified Telemachus and Giyuu simp• ~Zay~ •19•

[elemental-of-magic]

About me

Hi I'm Zay/Aster!

~ •19• ~ •Taurus• ~ •fictional character simp• ~ •crime show lover• ~

My favorite fandoms are: The Umbrella Academy, the Outsiders, Ninjago, Psych, Criminal Minds, Bones, the Mentalist, Cobra Kai, Epic the Musical, Grimm, KPDH, Kny, Mha (I'm pretty new to it)

Feel free to send me asks about any on my fandoms!

DNI if you support transphobia, homophobia, misogyny, antisemitism, ableism, racism, JKR or bigotry in general

[akindplace]

if you lose hope they win so we’re not losing hope.

if you lose hope they win so we’re not losing hope.

if you lose hope they win so we’re not losing hope.

if you lose hope they win so we’re not losing hope.

if you lose hope they win so we’re not losing hope.

if you lose hope they win so we’re not losing hope.

[akindplace]

you don’t have much of a choice but you can choose to have hope.

you don’t have much of a choice but you can choose to have hope.

you don’t have much of a choice but you can choose to have hope.

you don’t have much of a choice but you can choose to have hope.

you don’t have much of a choice but you can choose to have hope.

you don’t have much of a choice but you can choose to have hope.

[alwayswasalwayswillbeourland]

I think a lot people don't realise that microaggressions are still racist. Just cause you're not saying a slur or wishing death on black people doesn't mean you're not being racist. ALL racism counts.

[moonshoesmargo]

An opinion without 3.14159 is just an onion.

[moonshoesmargo]

Guys this isnt even funny. Please stop.

[dramatic-dolphin]

people are so fucking weird about uncontacted tribes/peoples oh my goddddd you are not making it out of the colonialist mindset

[dramatic-dolphin]

fun fact uncontacted peoples are not ignorant they are fully aware of the "outside world" and are CHOOSING not to have contact because they (rightly) feel it would add no value to their lives and place them in an exploited position. it's voluntary. they are isolated on purpose.

[dramatic-dolphin]

sentinelese people aren't like some ignorant noble savages, or actual savages who are all about warfare and killing (wildly racist take i see very often), they are literally regular ass fucking people who have seen the exploitation of their neighbors (other andamanese people) AND the massive disease outbreaks caused by contact, and decided they want no part in that. they are literally regular people choosing to survive. that's it.

[dramatic-dolphin]

glad that this is getting traction, but if you're saying things like "yeah, and they are right! modern society is a curse! they are living The Right Way and are more enlightened have better lives than us!" you are also the people i'm talking about. sorry. they are regular people living regular lives. please internalize this fact and stop exoticizing.

[autistic-reptile]

sorry I saw a post about AAVE and got fired up and had to make this

[confusedgoldenflower]

Alt text:

Image of high school/college projected slideshow with words changed to: ALL dialects of English are valid and should never be referred to as “bad English”

you guys are just racist

[revizyonist]

med people are so annoying "This family's 8 year old child who was about to go through a major surgery and kept crying that she was hungry so they pitied her and gave her food, she then had a heart attack in the surgery. They're so stupid 😒" girl they didn't know that could happen or why it happens. it takes so little time to explain to them that will happen instead of telling them "no food" with no explanation 10 times

[revizyonist]

"Before surgery, your body’s reflexes that protect your airway are relaxed by anesthesia. If there’s food or liquid in your stomach, it will near certainly come back up and go into your lungs, which can cause choking, a severe lung / heart infection or even a heart attack. That’s called aspiration, and it is life-threatening. It's hard, but it's only a single day to prevent near certain death. Not eating or drinking beforehand massively lowers the risk and helps prevent these life threatening situations under anesthesia." <- TIP: patients have brains which allows them to receive information just like you

[ancelineonline]

I have four kids. I’ve had one or another of them need some kind of surgical procedure that requires anesthesia four or five times over the past 15 years.

This Tumblr post is the first time someone has explained to me *why* I couldn’t feed them before those instances.

I’m not stupid. I understood that just fine. Hell, my kids would have understood that just fine. But no one bothered to tell us.

[bowditch]

i did know this before having kids (i have six). we have a kid that's needed multiple procedures requiring anesthesia. and every single time, i am asked multiple times if i'm sure he was not given any food or water after a certain point.

every single time i have had to say, "i understand that if he had food or water, he could aspirate it into his lungs under anesthesia. i am not lying to you." THEN someone would make a little note and i would stop being repeatedly asked.

not a single time was that risk explained to me. the only reason it came up was because i already knew. i still don't understand why it isn't standard pre-op counseling or pre-op check information, when me as a parent acknowledging the actual risk also put THE MEDICAL STAFF at ease because i conveyed that i had informed understanding as reason to not lie about giving my kid food.

"maybe some people will get nervous and refuse surgery" okay so they need more counseling about risks and anxiety, not less information in a way that actually does endanger their child or themselves!

[arctic-turtle-cassiopeia]

Reblogging to save a life and teach medical professionals basic communication skills

[bosc-pear-enjoyer]

Crunch, Slurp, and Munch

‧₊˚ ⋅ 🥢🍜‧₊˚ ⋅ Headcanons for Mukbanger! Giyuu

⋆˚࿔ Giyuu becomes popular accidentally. He starts filming mukbangs because he lives alone, eats quietly, and thinks it might help him feel less isolated. He doesn’t expect anyone to watch.

⋆˚࿔ His videos are calm, minimalistic, and strangely soothing. No loud chewing, no exaggerated reactions; just soft clinks of chopsticks, gentle commentary, and the occasional thoughtful pause.

⋆˚࿔ People adore his “resting melancholy face” and the way he looks like he’s contemplating the meaning of life while eating ramen.

⋆˚࿔ His channel blows up because viewers say his videos feel like eating with a quiet friend who doesn’t demand anything from you.

⋆˚࿔ He rarely speaks unless he has something to say. When he does, it’s usually:

“This is good.” “I added too much chili.” “I forgot to buy green onions.”

⋆˚࿔ He’s surprisingly good at cooking. Not flashy, but precise. His knife skills are immaculate. His plating is unintentionally aesthetic.

⋆˚࿔ His audience loves when he tries new foods because he reacts with the tiniest micro-expressions:

A slight blink = he likes it. A faint frown = too salty. A soft inhale = spicy but tolerable. A slow nod = new favorite.

They love to dissect him through the screen.

⋆˚࿔ He has a cult following of people who make edits titled “Giyuu Tomioka eating noodles for 10 minutes straight”.

⋆˚࿔ He never checks his analytics. He uploads, closes his laptop, and goes about his day.

⋆˚࿔ He gets recognized in public sometimes, but people approach him gently because he looks like he’ll evaporate if startled.

⋆˚࿔ You appear in the background of his videos long before you ever sit beside him. Viewers notice:

A second pair of chopsticks drying by the sink. Two mugs instead of one. A faint laugh off-camera. A shadow passing behind him.

⋆˚࿔ He doesn’t announce your presence. He doesn’t hide it either. You’re simply part of his life.

⋆˚࿔ When you finally join him on camera, he introduces you with:

“This is…someone important to me.”

⋆˚࿔ He becomes more talkative when you’re around. Not dramatically; just little things:

“They made this broth.” “They said I should try this brand.” “They think I chew too quietly.”

⋆˚࿔ You help him prep ingredients, and he always thanks you softly, even if it’s something small like handing him a spoon.

⋆˚࿔ He unconsciously leans slightly toward you when you sit beside him. Not romantic, just comfort.

⋆˚࿔ When you cook for him, he eats slower, savoring every bite, and says:

“It’s good. Really good.”

⋆˚࿔ He never films on days when you’re feeling down. He stays home, cooks something warm, and quietly keeps you company.

⋆˚࿔ His audience notices he smiles more now. Small, subtle, but real.

⋆˚࿔ His fans make memes like:

“Giyuu Tomioka chewing quietly for 3 hours straight; healing my soul.” “POV: You’re a noodle and Giyuu is about to contemplate you.”

⋆˚࿔ Someone edits dramatic music over him eating spicy ramen, making it look like he’s fighting for his life.

⋆˚࿔ He once accidentally dropped a dumpling and whispered “no…” so softly that it became a viral sound.

⋆˚࿔ You tease him by reading comments aloud:

“This person says you chew like a polite forest spirit.” “This one says you’re their emotional support mukbanger.”

⋆˚࿔ He pretends not to care, but you catch him reading comments at 2 AM.

⋆˚࿔ He has a mortal enemy: the rice cooker that keeps breaking. His audience is invested in the saga.

⋆˚࿔ He once tried ASMR intentionally and hated it. He whispered “hello” and immediately said “never mind.”

⋆˚࿔ He gets flustered when viewers call him handsome. He pauses mid-bite, blinks, and continues eating like nothing happened.

Bonus

⋆˚࿔ He uses a single camera, a cheap ring light, and a wooden table he’s had for years. You’re the one who convinced him to upgrade his microphone.

⋆˚࿔ His videos have no intro, no outro; just food and quiet and straight to the point.

⋆˚࿔ His favorite foods to film are:

Ramen (he has a whole playlist dedicated to it) Curry rice Hot pot Bento boxes Anything you cook

⋆˚࿔ His off-camera personality is exactly the same as on camera, but he's more expressive with you. you see the tiny smiles no one else does.

⋆˚࿔ He responds to comments like:

“Thank you.” “I’ll try that recipe.” “I didn’t know that.”

⋆˚࿔ He never responds to compliments directly. He just likes the comment and moves on. He does respond sometimes, it's just rare.

⋆˚࿔ You help him brainstorm video ideas and he asks your opinion on new foods.

⋆˚࿔ He cooks for you more often than he admits.

⋆˚࿔ He likes when you sit nearby while he edits; it makes the room feel less empty.

⋆˚࿔ After filming, he always asks:

“Was it okay?” "The mic wasn't cutting out, right?" "Is there chili oil on my face? No? Are you sure?"

You reassure him, and he relaxes visibly.

⋆˚࿔ Sometimes you eat the leftovers together in comfortable silence.

Viewer Comments!

"Giyuu Eats Ramen for 45 Minutes"

noodles4therapy: why does he chew like he’s apologizing to the food giyuu.eats: It took time to make. I should respect it.

ramenranger: bro eats like a polite ghost haunting a kitchen giyuu.eats: I'm not haunting anything?

softchewer88: the way he inhaled that broth was spiritual giyuu.eats: It was hot?

cryingoverudon: he looks like he’s thinking about every mistake he’s ever made while eating noodles giyuu.eats: I was thinking about forgetting to buy green onions.

mukbangmom: my toddler watches your videos to calm down. you’re like baby sensory content for adults giyuu.eats: I’m not sure how to feel about that.

"Giyuu Tries Spicy Ramen Challenge"

cryingandchewing: he didn’t even flinch. is he okay giyuu.eats: No.

milkplease: someone get this man milk he’s dying giyuu.eats: I don’t like milk.

ramenreaper: his soul left his body for a second giyuu.eats: It came back.

"Giyuu Eats Bento #17"

riceenthusiast: he looks so proud of that rice. did he make it himself giyuu.eats: Yes.

ripricecooker: bro is in a toxic relationship with his rice cooker giyuu.eats: I’m trying to fix it.

"Giyuu Eats with a Guest (You)"

domesticvibesnotviolence: he’s TALKING more??? who is this person and can they stay forever giyuu.eats: They’re staying for now.

backgroundbot: the way he looked at them when they passed behind him…sir… giyuu.eats: I was making sure they didn’t trip.

"Giyuu's Late-Night Snack Mukbang"

blanketbrigade: he needs a blanket and a nap immediately giyuu.eats: I have a blanket.

midnightmunchies: he looks so tired…someone tuck him in giyuu.eats: I’m fine.

sleepychewer: he’s chewing slower than usual. is he okay giyuu.eats: I’m sleepy.

"Giyuu Accidentally Drops Food Complilation"

dumplingdown: the dumpling drop lives rent free in my mind giyuu.eats: It was tragic.

foodfumble: he whispered “why” when the sushi fell. i felt that spiritually giyuu.eats: It fell apart :(

"Giyuu's Q&A Mukbang"

curiouscat: why do you chew so quietly giyuu.eats: I don’t want to be loud.

fanofsilence: do you ever get embarrassed eating on camera giyuu.eats: Sometimes.

brothlover: do you like filming with your guest giyuu.eats: Yes. A lot actually.

a/n: bro just imagine, ,s , , dsyummmmyy

tags: @giyuology @zzz-ghostfairy @abii-sapphire

© Do not copy, alter, translate, or use AI to recreate this story without any sort of reference to me as the original creator of this story.

⌞bosc-pear-enjoyer ⌝

[elemental-of-magic]

The comments are frying me 😭

[giyus-1wife]

Mangy Cat

summary: Giyu got fleas and doesn't wanna admit it

WC: 860

He tried to hide it, he really did, but unfortunately for him you've had cats before and you paid attention to him.  You noticed him staying human for longer than usual, noticed him scratching his head when he thought you weren't looking, and when he was in cat form, he was chewing on his arms and scratching his big furry head. You knew exactly what was wrong but you decided to try and ask him first. He denied, denied, and denied. He insisted nothing was going on, you knew better. You could see the exact moment the light left his pretty blue eyes when you brought home the flea shampoo.

"I don't need that!" "Giyu- Hey!" You didn't even get to finish your thought before he was a cat again, sprinting under the couch where you couldn't reach. "Giyu, plaese come out." Silence. You groaned and plopped down onto the floor, laying on your side to look under the couch. You looked over the space until your eyes locked with his two glowing azure ones. Giyu, come on, the floor hurts." You reached your arm under the couch and tried to grab him, your arm fished around for the big mangy furball until you felt his sharp teeth sink into your hand. Hissss. You shrieked and yanked your hand away, holding your bitten hand and staring at the bottom of the couch in shock and concern. The hissing stopped followed by silence, Giyu had never done this before, ever. He didn't bite, he didn't hiss, he didn't even scratch,

"Giyu. You bit me, and hissed at me?” "...sorry.” The tiny, sad voice came from above you, and you looked up to meet the two big sapphire human eyes peeking up over the couch. “I don't have them." “Giyu you have fleas, it happens.” “Not to me! I'm a house cat!" “Just let me wash them out." “...I don't have them…But fine."

It's actually ridiculous how much effort it took to get the bugs off of him. 

You thought it’d be easier to wash his hair as a human but nope, his hair is way longer and thicker as a person than it is as a cat. So you held your hand over his eyes while he leaned his head in the sink and scrubbed the shampoo into his hair, unfortunately you couldn't see any of the bugs and couldn't get them out.

So cat bath it is. 

Giyu doesn't have an issue with bathing when he's human, but when he's a cat he won't touch water, he hates it. 

You filled up the tub with water and soap, making sure it was warm enough and that you had everything within reach. You were so sure nothing would go wrong when you picked him up, carrying the tiny mountain of fur and bugs into the bathroom. He had made you promise to put him in slowly so you did. But the second his paw touched the water. Hisssssss. He squirmed and struggled, splashing the water everywhere. He managed to jump out of your arms and immediately landed in the tub, water went everywhere as he cried and struggled, jumping onto the floor and dashing away, leaving a trail of water.

You groaned and cleaned up the mess before trying again, this time closing the door and placing him in the empty tub before turning on the water. But the second you touched the faucet he whined loudly and jumped over your shoulder, frantically pawing at the door. You sighed and pulled him into your arms, holding the squirming cat until he calmed down.

In the end you found a way that worked. He didn't like it, you didn't like it, but it had to be done. You had his legs underneath his body, laying on a towel while you held him there with one hand, leaning over him to keep him still. The other hand switched between pouring a bit of water on him from a cup and cracking the fleas with tweezers. He was not happy. You didn't like him being upset. But he left you with no choice, you sat there for an hour, brushing through his fur and killing the fleas, holding him still while he grumbled and growled.

Finally you managed to find and kill all the fleas, you sat back to give him space and he turned back into a person, he just laid there silently annoyed and embarrassed. You sighed “Go rinse off please." He didn't move for a while but ultimately nodded and got up, turning on the shower, you went to the closet to get him some comfier clothes and threw the ones he was wearing in the washer. After he was clean and dressed he practically collapsed onto the bed, exhaustion starting to creep up on him. You took a quick shower too, changed, then flopped down next to him on the bed. He pulled you against him immediately, laying his head on your shoulder, wrapping his arms around you, and draping his leg over yours. He clung to you like a koala, and fell asleep against you, purring and snoring quietly while you played with his hair.

[elemental-of-magic]

Aweee hes just a lil kitty

[kirireys]

tamaki amajiki as your boyfriend💜

content: fluff, gender neutral reader

dividers by @/dollywons

boyfriend!amajiki who seems like he would be a quiet or bad boyfriend since he's so shy, but is immediately clingy as soon as youre behind closed doors

boyfriend!amajiki who keeps a picture of you in his wallet and as his phone wallpaper, so when he's without you he can look at you and feel at ease

boyfriend!amajiki who lets you paint his nails any color you want. he'd go on patrol in sparkly pink nails, sacrificing his dignity for you

boyfriend!amajiki who, since his quirk requires food, loves to go on dates with you to multiple resturants and food stands

boyfriend!amajiki who steals your clothes more than you take his. your scent is so calming to him, poor baby :(

boyfriend!amajiki who's love language is words of affirmation. since hes so insecure, he loves getting praised or called your good boy. he loves to compliment and praise you as well, tho, shyly calling you his angel and saying you were the most beautiful person ever. he still values physical touch, however :)

amajiki is such a cutie i dont see enough writing of him

[elemental-of-magic]

SKDJKAHDSJD MY BABY

[cloudofbutterflies]

A 19-year-old black trans girl was shot to death this month, and there has been absolutely no media reporting on it - despite extensive reporting on almost identical incidents in the same part of Florida, at the same time. The police, as usual, misgendered her in the police report and have done nothing to find her killer. Her name was Jayla Mcgee. Black trans people deserve to grow old.

A Black trans teen was shot and killed in Florida. Almost no one reported it

Police misgendered Jayla McGee, local media overlooked her homicide, and her community was left to make sure she was not erased.

[bosc-pear-enjoyer]

Okokok this might be either one of the strangest or the cutest idea I've had, imagine Reader and Giyuu were Penelope and Odysseus in their past life (if you don't know Epic then let's just say they had many past lives together and were in love in each one) and one day the Reader becomes a new hashira, upon seeing each other they immediately remember all their past lives with each other and embrace each other, leaving the other hashira befuddled

In a Past Life, You Were Once Mine

࿐ It's been ages since you've seen your love, quite literally. Then one day, you see him again, but this time you're sure to keep him, and he is too.

They said becoming a Hashira felt like stepping into a new skin; one woven from discipline, grief, and relentless resolve. But when you walked through the doors of the Hashira meeting hall for the first time, your heartbeat wasn’t steady or proud.

It was restless.

As if something ancient inside you had begun to stir.

The hall was quiet when you entered. The other Hashira turned, curious, assessing. Sunlight filtered through the high windows, catching dust motes that drifted like tiny stars. You bowed, introducing yourself with the calm dignity expected of someone who had climbed this far.

Your voice trembled because you felt it.

A pull.

A thread tightening.

Your eyes drifted across the room; past Shinobu’s polite smile, past Sanemi’s raised brow, past Rengoku’s warm curiosity until they landed on him.

Giyuu Tomioka.

The world just stopped.

Giyuu’s breath hitched so softly only you noticed. His eyes widened, not in shock, but in something deeper. Something old. Something that felt like the sea remembering the moon.

You didn’t know why your chest tightened, why your throat burned, why your vision blurred.

Until it happened.

A memory, no, a lifetime crashed over you.

A loom.

A palace.

A man returning from war, weary and sun‑burned, falling to his knees at your feet. Your hands trembling as you touched his face, whispering his name like a prayer.

Your beloved.

Your anchor.

Your husband.

And then another life, a quiet village where you were healers together.

A battlefield where you died holding his hand.

A snowy mountain where he carried you through a blizzard, refusing to let fate take you again.

Life after life after life; always finding each other.

Always losing each other.

Always loving each other.

Your knees nearly buckled.

Giyuu took a single step toward you.

You remembered everything.

You didn’t think.

You didn’t breathe.

You simply moved, crossing the hall in a few desperate steps.

Giyuu met you halfway.

His arms wrapped around you with a force that startled the others. He held you like someone who had waited centuries; like someone who had crossed oceans and wars and death itself to reach you again.

Your fingers curled into the fabric of his haori, pulling him closer, terrified he might vanish if you loosened your grip.

“Y/N…” he whispered, voice breaking. “I found you again.”

The sound of his voice; soft, trembling, reverent had shattered you.

You pressed your forehead to his shoulder, tears slipping down your cheeks. “I remember,” you breathed. “I remember all of it.”

His hand rose to cradle the back of your head, fingers shaking. “I thought…I thought this life would be the one where I lost you forever.”

“Never,” you whispered. “Not even death could keep us apart.”

He exhaled shakily, the kind of breath someone releases when a wound finally closes.

The hall was silent.

Utterly, completely silent.

Shinobu blinked, her fan halfway raised. “Well…this is new.”

Rengoku’s eyes sparkled with delighted confusion. “Tomioka! I didn’t know you had such a passionate side!”

Sanemi stared like he was witnessing a crime. “What the hell is happening?”

Mitsuri clutched her hands to her chest, tears already forming. “It’s so romantic!”

Muichiro tilted his head. “Did they…know each other?”

Tengen smirked. “This is some dramatic past‑life lovers nonsense. I approve.”

Obanai rolled his eyes and turned away.

You didn’t hear any of them.

Giyuu pulled back just enough to cup your face in both hands, his thumbs brushing your cheeks with a tenderness that felt ancient.

His eyes, usually unreadable, distant were now overflowing with emotion. Relief. Awe. Love so deep it felt like gravity.

“I waited for you,” he whispered. “Every life. Every time.”

You leaned into his touch, your voice trembling, "and I found you. Every time.”

The memories kept coming; soft, warm, devastating.

You remembered weaving at a loom, waiting for him to return from war. You remembered dying in his arms during a plague. You remembered growing old together in a quiet village. You remembered being separated by fate, only to find each other again decades later.

Now in this life.

A life where you were Hashira.

A life where he was broken by loss.

A life where you had finally found each other again.

Giyuu rested his forehead against yours, eyes closing. “I won’t lose you this time.”

You whispered back, “Then don’t let go.”

His arms tightened around you, as if anchoring you to this moment, this life, this reunion carved from centuries of longing.

The other Hashira eventually resumed their conversations, though they kept stealing glances at the two of you, still wrapped in each other’s arms, still whispering soft, trembling words only meant for past‑life lovers.

You didn’t care because for the first time in countless lifetimes, you felt whole.

Giyuu brushed a tear from your cheek, his touch reverent. “Y/N,” he murmured, voice barely audible. “My heart never stopped searching for you.”

You smiled through your tears. “Then let this be the life where we stay.”

His lips curved; small, fragile, but real.

“Stay with me,” he whispered.

“Always,” you answered.

The thread that had bound you through centuries tightened once more; unbreakable, eternal, woven from love older than the gods themselves.

a/n: sorry if this was short and shitty im bleeding so badly and everything hurts

tags: @giyuology @abii-sapphire @zzz-ghostfairy

© Do not copy, alter, translate, or use Al to recreate this story without any sort of reference to me as the original creator of this story.

⌞bosc-pear-enjoyer⌝

[elemental-of-magic]

Omggggg you DELIVERED

Let me give you a big fat kiss

[bosc-pear-enjoyer]

Reader and sub Giyu as acquaintances -> friends and over time reader begins teasing him more and more, eventually so relentlessly it’s almost cruel… poor thing is too shy to speak up or protest, so you use that to your advantage and keep on teasing him as you please.. then dry humping him until he cums in his pants, all embarrassed….

WHAT WHO SAID THAT!!!!

You Little Tease

✉︎ ꒱ ˎˊ˗ You begin to grow on Giyuu as time passes, but with your relentless teasing, it makes him nervous and his usual bite is no longer there.

18+ -> virgin! giyuu, dry humping, crying, orgasm denial

Giyuu Tomioka is quiet in a way that feels almost fragile.

Not breakable, just…untouched. Like a porcelain cup kept too long on a high shelf.

He doesn’t know how to reach for people.

He doesn’t know how to ask for closeness.

He doesn’t know how to handle attention.

Which is exactly why you notice him.

You meet him in the most unremarkable way possible: a shared assignment, a mutual acquaintance, a brief introduction. He bows politely, murmurs his name, and then fades into the background like mist.

But he keeps appearing.

Not intentionally.

Not boldly.

Just nearby.

If you’re sitting under a tree, he’s at the next one.

If you’re waiting in line, he’s two people behind you.

If you’re reading, he’s across the room pretending not to glance over.

He’s not stalking. He’s hovering. Orbiting.

Trying.

You find it endearing.

So you start greeting him first.

“Morning, Tomioka.”

He stiffens every time, like he wasn’t expecting you to speak to him even though you always do.

“…Good morning,” he replies softly, eyes flicking away.

You don’t tease him yet. Not really.

Just little nudges.

“You always stand so straight. Do you ever relax?”

“…I’m relaxed.”

“You look like you’re bracing for impact.”

He blinks, unsure how to respond.

You laugh. He blushes.

That’s how it begins.

Over time, he grows comfortable enough to sit beside you. Not close, but near enough that you can feel the warmth of him.

He listens more than he speaks. He watches more than he participates.

You start teasing him because his reactions are priceless.

“Giyuu, you’re staring again.”

His head jerks away so fast you worry he’ll strain something.

“I wasn’t—”

“You were.”

“…Sorry.”

“Don’t apologize. It’s cute.”

He freezes.

You can practically hear his internal system crash.

From then on, you tease him constantly, gently, at first.

“You’re so quiet. Are you plotting something?”

“No.”

“You sure? You look suspicious.”

"I’m not.”

“You look like you’re hiding state secrets.”

“…I’m not.”

He says everything in that soft, earnest tone that makes you want to poke at him more.

In the end, you do.

You learn his tells.

When he’s flustered, he touches his sleeve. When he’s nervous, he swallows hard. When he’s overwhelmed, he goes still; like prey.

You use it to your advantage.

“Giyuu, you’re blushing.”

“I’m not.”

“You are.”

“…It’s warm.”

“It’s not.”

He looks away, ears red.

You grin.

“Why do you always get so shy around me?”

“I don’t.”

“You do.”

“…I don’t.”

“You’re doing it right now.”

He goes silent, unable to argue.

You lean closer.

“See? You’re flustered.”

He inhales sharply, eyes darting anywhere but your face.

You laugh softly, not cruel, just amused, and he melts into embarrassment.

You never cross a line. You never humiliate him. You never hurt him.

However, you do push him because he never pushes back, and you want to see how far his shyness goes.

“Giyuu, you avoid eye contact like it’s dangerous.”

“…It’s not that.”

“Then look at me.”

He tries. He fails.

His gaze flicks up for half a second before dropping to the ground.

You smirk.

“That’s it? That’s all you’ve got?”

He swallows.

“…I’m trying.”

“I know. It’s adorable.”

He looks like he might combust.

You keep going.

“Why do you always sit next to me if you’re going to act like I’m terrifying?”

“I’m not terrified.”

“You’re trembling.”

“…I’m not.”

“You’re trembling, Giyuu.”

He goes still, that prey-like stillness, and you laugh softly.

“Poor thing.”

One day, after a particularly relentless teasing session, he whispers:

“…You’re mean.”

It’s so soft you almost miss it.

You blink. “Mean? Me?”

He nods; cheeks pink. “…Sometimes.”

You smile slowly.

“And yet you keep coming back.”

He looks down, "...I like being around you."

“Then I’ll tease you as much as I want.”

He swallows.

“…Okay.”

His eyes closed as he tried taking a deep breath, but then your hands clamped down on his shoulders and shoved him down on the engawa.

"W-What-"

"Shhh..." You pressed a finger to his lips as you straddled him. You could feel his heart pounding though his uniform and it only made you want to tease him more.

"You must be nervous, huh? Is this new to you, Yuu?" You snickered and played with a gold button.

Giyuu gulped and shut his eyes as he turned his head away, feeling your weight settle onto him.

"...Y-Yes. It is."

"Of course it is."

Giyuu let out a small whine at that and shifted, but as he did, his growing bulge rubbed up against your core and a chill ran up his spine.

You felt him tense and a small smirk crossed your lips, hands tightening over his shoulders, "oh, Yuu. So sensitive. What if I just..."

Pushing your hips down against his, the reaction was immediate. Giyuu whined and bucked his hips up into yours, feeling your warmth through the fabric of the hakama.

A soft chuckle escaped you as you continued your movements, pressing harder against him every now and then. You felt your cunt throb and drip at the sounds he made.

The way he laid under you really turned you on, but you had restraint.

However, Giyuu did not.

His whines grew louder, turning into whimpers. Giyuu's cheeks flushed and eyes stung at the new sensations you provided, and god if he didn't want more.

His hands came up to grip your hips, finally opening his eyes to lock gazes with you.

"...Please...d-don't tease me-Agh!"

You pushed up against him and watched as small stray tears drip down his cheeks. The engawa under him creaked quietly with every movement of your hips.

Giyuu could feel your essence seep through your own hakama and onto his groin. He threw his head back, bonking it on the wood as another moan was ripped out of him.

"...Y/N...please."

"Please, what, Yuu? Use your words or else you won't get what you want...as if I'd give it to you anyway." You sighed and moved your hands to his chest to grind down at a better angle that made your pussy tingle.

Giyuu whined and pushed his hips up, already feeling a knot forming in his lower abdomen. Just as he was about to reach his release, you stopped moving and a strangled gasp escaped his chest.

"Why did you stop? Please, keep going, Y/N-"

"No, I don't think I will."

Giyuu let out a choked sob as more tears fell down his face, his cock throbbing under the layers of clothing that separated him from you.

You smiled innocently before moving once again, watching his expressions closely.

Giyuu's head stayed glued to the floor beneath him, chest heaving and pressing up into your hands. His own fingers curling around your uniform and pulling you down, then wrapping his arms around you to keep you in place as his hips bucked up into you.

Small moans escaped your lips as you accommodated in the new position, but he wasn't going to have the upper hand. No way.

You could slowly feel his body tense once again, and you took that cue to lift your hips. Giyuu grunted and tried to press you back down, but your hand came up and pulled his head back by his bangs.

He cried out as his eyes met yours, a silent plea for release.

You kind of felt bad, but then again, you liked to tease the hell out of him.

However, the small sniffles that escaped him made your heart ache.

Maybe you did take it to far.

Instead of making fun of him this time, you pushed up and sat straight, looking down at him and wiping his tears.

"...I'm sorry."

Giyuu shook his head and sighed, covering his face with his hands.

"...It's okay."

You leaned back over him and gently pulled his hands away from his face, kissing him.

Giyuu froze for a moment, taking in your warmth once again, and kissed back. His hands came up to hold your head in place as he took in a taste that only belonged to you.

Your hips moved again, and you didn't plan on stopping this time.

Giyuu moaned into your mouth as he pulled you closer, lips pressing against each other with more force than anticipated, but none of you pulled away.

His cock throbbed and ached. You could feel the imprint of the tip through the fabric of his pants and it only made you grind down harder on him.

Your core spasmed and you bit down on his bottom lip, gripping his shoulders so tight, finger imprints would be left behind afterwards.

Giyuu's mouth formed an 'O' as he pressed against you, feeling your juices expel from your body, fueling his own upcoming release.

"Oh-...mgh, haahhh...Y/N." He whined before his abdomen clenched and hips angled up, cum spilling into his garments and leaking onto his hakama.

The aftershocks left him twitching slightly as his cock dripped the last pearls of cum.

Giyuu's cheeks flushed as he realized what he just did and groaned, hiding his face in your collarbone.

"...I just did that. You..."

Your hands came up to brush his hair back and kiss his forehead.

"I'm never letting you live this down."

"Please, don't do that."

A snicker left your lips before you settled down on top of him and rubbed your head against his.

Giyuu's arms moved to be more secure around you as he finally relaxed.

"...I'm going to have to wash for quite sometime...all because of you."

"Good."

a/n: i started this and then had an episode which was super embarrassing, but its done sorry if the ending was rushed AUGHHRBABRK! once again, i am not getting flagged

tags: @giyuology @zzz-ghostfairy @tomiokasangel

© Do not copy, alter, translate, or use Al to recreate this story without any sort of reference to me as the original creator of this story.

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Fuuuuuck this is so hot

[bosc-pear-enjoyer]

PLEASE MORE CATBOY GIYUU🙏🙏

virgin catboy giyuu 👀 get your head in the game now. im not risking getting this flagged like my other post, so the restriction is there for that reason.

Come Kitty Kitty

⌞the artist is somewhere on tt⌝

ฅ ฅ The kitty is feeling needy, rubbing up on your legs and meowing louder than usual. So, you indulge in his needs to find out that he's never done this with anyone.

18+ -> virgin catboy! giyuu, whining, tail pulling, missionary but you're guiding him. meow!

Giyuu couldn’t stop meowing and rubbing up against your leg while you did the most mundane chores.

The obnoxious meowing would ring into your ears, making you turn around and send a glare his way. It worked; his ears would flatten against his head and tail curl around him.

However, it wouldn’t last long enough.

Giyuu continued to meow and paw at your calf while you cooked. The smell of food was enticing, but your scent is what drew him in.

His claw caught onto the fabric of your pants and he quickly tried to pull back, but instead it tore your pants.

Giyuu heard you sigh and set the spoon down before looking down at him with that glare.

“No, Giyuu. This is the fifth pair you’ve torn. I’m not going to have pants left at this point. Knock it off.”

His ears flattened as he jumped on the counter, his eyes taking in your stiff posture and meowed softly.

A paw came up and patted your cheek. This made you freeze and gaze over at him, seeing how upset he looked for ruining another pair of pants.

You sighed and turned off the stove before picking him up into your arms, “I can’t stay mad at you forever, hm?” You kissed his head and rubbed his back.

Giyuu purred as his tail curled around your arm, feeling a small chill run down his spine as your touches only intensified his growing, unknown need for you.

“You’re so soft.” You smiled and stroked his ears as you walked to the living room, turning the fan on and settled down on the couch.

Giyuu’s ears flicked as he pawed at your shirt, eyes looking up at you with complete need.

He meowed before poofing and turning to his human form, only sporting a pair of shorts.

“…I feel funny.” Giyuu tilted his head and grabbed your hand.

He pulled your hand to his mouth and nibbled on your fingertips, tail swaying. You glanced over him and raised a brow.

“How funny?”

Giyuu sat up next to you and yanked you into his lap.

His nails dug into your hips as he pushed his face into your neck, “…I don’t know…but I like it. You smell so good.”

You felt his ear flick against your cheek as he mouthed at your neck. Giyuu’s arms wrapped around you as he stood up.

His firm physique was something you still questioned, but kept silent as he walked to the room.

Giyuu tossed you on the bed and crawled over you, snuggling up to your neck and sniffing, “so good…sweet.”

Your mind raced with questions as to why he was acting like this.

Just as you were about to reach the verdict, Giyuu meowed and shivered when your knee brushed up against his inner thigh.

You looked over at him, “is something wrong? You’re so tense all of a sudden.”

Giyuu remained silent as his fingers trembled over your hips. He felt confused at why he was acting like this, and didn’t want to admit the upcoming reason.

You tapped his shoulder to get his attention, but he was frozen. A frown crossed your lips as he continued to ignore you.

Then, a soft mew left his lips as his fingers curled into your shirt. Giyuu’s tail flicked and stiffened as he looked up at you.

Then you felt it.

The press to your thigh.

His arousal.

You stared back at him as low mews left his lips. In the corner of your eye, you could see his tail curling around your calf.

"...Giyuu, are you hard?"

His cheeks flushed at that.

"...Is that what I'm feeling?"

With a sigh, you pushed yourself up but was quickly pushed back down by him. His sudden strength had slipped something inside you.

A pool of heat swirled between your legs.

Giyuu's eyes bore into yours as his arms flexed. The sudden urge to devour you was tugging at him.

"...You look beautiful today," he leaned forward and brushed his lips against yours, hesitant.

Taking in how close he was, you took the chance to wrap your arms around him and pull him into a kiss.

Giyuu froze before his mind took over and kissed back, his small fangs digging into your lower lip while his hands came up to hold your face.

You shifted his position so he was settled between your thighs, making him whine into your mouth as his hands trailed over your body, gently tugging at your clothes.

"...Please...show me how to feel."

Giyuu's hips rubbed against yours which pulled out a louder whine from his lips. He pulled away from your lips and groaned.

You smirked and pulled him back down. His meow was cut off as your lips crashed into his, your tongue exploring his mouth.

He whined as he felt your free arm tug at his shorts.

Taking the hint, he tugged them down, and his member sprung out. The tip was an angry red and already leaking with precum.

You licked your lips at the sight once you pulled away from him. The sight made you throb.

Giyuu took a sharp breath at the cool air that surrounded his cock, looking down at you with nervousness.

"...I don't know much about this-"

"Don't worry about that, kitty. I'll guide you." Pulling off your own pants, you shifted to fully lie on your back and open yourself up to Giyuu.

His eyes widened at the sight of you, but not in a bad way. This was new to him, and he was excited to experience it with you.

Giyuu shifted forward and placed his hands on your hips. The tip rubbed against your folds, and a shiver ran up his spine.

"Mrrp-oh...fuck." He moaned and his tail stiffened when he felt your hands grip his hips.

"Now, be a good kitty and pay attention." You said before guiding his member into you, slowly. The stretch was amazing; it made you moan and throw your head back.

Giyuu's chest heaved as he pushed forward little by little until he was fully seated inside you. His ears shot up straight as he whined just sitting inside you.

He was super sensitive.

You slowly accommodated his size before gripping his hips and slowly moved him.

"You have to move like this. See? Just in and out."

Giyuu's breath caught as his cock slid in and out of you, soft meowing coming from him as he watched you guide him.

His head fell back as he took in your warmth, the new sensations overwhelming him in a good way. Drool began to pool in his mouth before he felt you let go.

"H-Hey, why'd you stop?" Giyuu's ears flattened against his head as his head snapped back down to stare at you with dilated pupils.

"You have to do it yourself now. I can't do it the whole time." You huffed and crossed your arms over your chest.

Then, Giyuu laid his upper body against yours and moved his hips in choppy, deep thrusts.

Low mews and whines left his throat was he thrusted into you, each push rubbing you in all the right places.

Your arms quickly wrapped around him, legs included, as he pushed deeper into you.

"Ugh-Augh! Oh! Mrrp! Ah, fuck!" He whined into your ear as his arms came to hold you close.

His ears flicked with each sound that came out of you, and then he felt you grab his tail, pulling on it.

"Mreow!" Giyuu cried out as his knees dug into the bed, his body taut. Gasps came out of him as he kept thrusting into you, but with your grip on his tail, it made him feel trapped.

And he loved it.

You made sure your grip didn't slip off his tail as the ache in your lower abdomen tightening as his tip kissed your cervix. The pressure of his body on yours was enough to send you over the edge.

A loud cry of pleasure escaped you as you came on his cock, walls clenching around him.

Giyuu whined as he reached his peak as well and slumped over you while his cum spilled inside you.

"...Did I do good? Please tell me I did." He weakly pleaded while nuzzling into your neck.

You smiled and pulled him close, rubbing the spot behind his ear and feeling his tail wag.

"Yes. You did good. Good kitty."

With one last kiss to his head, you closed your eyes and relaxed. The afterglow hitting the both of you.

Giyuu's purrs lured you to slumber.

The moment was frozen in time, for now.

a/n: it's hot as fuck bro, im irritated as fuck im irritated as fuck im irritated as fuck im irritated as fuck im irritated as fuck. and whyam i lowkery flopping bruhhhhhh

tags: @atropinenightshade @zzz-ghostfairy (i didn't know whether to tag you or not 😓please lmk if you'd like to be tagged more often or not)

divider/banner credits: @honeyluvsw

© Do not copy, alter, translate, or use Al to recreate this story without any sort of reference to me as the original creator of this story.

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GSIGFJVGJDTITAKJVJCTSINKC

CATBOY GIYUU MY BELOVED

[itastelikesand]

[emortal-l-deactivated20250308]

[ID: a screenshot of a comic speech bubble. The black text in it reads "No matter how open-minded, socially conscious, anti-racist I think I am, I still have old learned hidden biases that I need to examine. It is my responsibility to check myself daily for my stereotypes, prejudices and, ultimately, discrimination." /ID end]

[anarchistmemedistro]

[pupucino]

antiracism is a constant process. i was raised in a racist village and it's not easy to get rid of it. i moved away over 10 years ago but those ideas are still haunting me.

[genderkoolaid]

also keep in mind that shame + guilt are not conducive to growing as a person. when it comes to "checking yourself" it should be a non-judgemental process. it's not about flagellating yourself for every bad thought or trying to purify your mind of all corruption. it's only when acknowledging your own racist thoughts doesn't fill you with dread that you can really progress past the white guilt of it all.

radical self-acceptance & genuine self-critique are not opposites. they need each other. do not let obsessive-compulsive behaviors colonize your desire to grow as a person.

[blackshvck]

the idea that every summer will be as hot if not hotter than this for the rest of my life is unbearable i need to (remembers suicide jokes are bad for my mental health) murder an oil executive

[lumayoiii]

Tamaki tummy…. Tamaki tummy…. Don’t get me wrong I love the idea of timeskip tamaki having a more buff build but the idea of tamaki with a pudgy or softer stomach makes sense too since he eats often, he’s so ahhhhhh

[talkingscaresme]

( a little treat for you twin :)

Tamaki Tummy 😛

@lumayoiii for credit :)

Timeskip Tamaki Amajiki x Fem Reader

(Slight Angst) (Fluff and smut at the end 🤤)

Also back from popular demand, Switch Tamaki 😛🤤

Info: mutual masturbation, switch tamaki amajiki, slightly mean dom, pet name like sweetheart and angel

TW: talking about weight gain

If I don’t execute this appropriately let me know in the comments so I can learn from my mistakes 💗

You were sitting in his lap, your thighs wrapped around his waist as you kissed him gently and sweetly. His face began to flush as you made an effort of kissing every inch of his face. You began kissing his neck and his strong hands gripped on your shirt, trying not let out any of his pretty moans come out. “It’s okay tamaki, it’s just us..”

“I know but it’s still.. embarrassing for me..” He whispered as his hands still trembled and wrinkling your shirt from how tight he was holding onto to you.

When you finished kissing his neck, you look back at his face. He had a slight frown from the pause of your kisses but also relieved he didn’t have to stress from making a sound. His sharp yet soft ears were bright red at the tips and the blush on his cheeks looked heavenly.

You played with the bottom hem of his shirt, demonstrating you wanted to take a few steps further but his expression changed and tone changed.

“I-.. I don’t know I haven’t been um.. happy with how my body’s.. looked recently”

In order for his quirk to work he had to consume a varieties of foods to manifest new abilities. With some foods taking longer to digest than others, he noticed he’d gain some weight. Of course he was still extremely fit but his stomach was a bit pudgy which he hadn’t been used to seeing before, making him feel a bit insecure how you’d react since you’d only seen his body transformed into developing muscle overtime.

“Tamaki I didn’t fell in love with you for your body you know? I liked you because I admired your determination and how even when you get shy in public, you’re so brave on the battlefield and you look out for everyone!”

As if his face couldn’t get any redder, he turned his gaze to the floor.

“But.. if you don’t wanna take things further tonight that’s totally fine with me”

As you attempted to get off his lap to adjust, he grabbed at your ass and pushed you closer to himself, hugging you tightly. Your face got slightly warm knowing that even though you said it was just his body, the fact that he could lift you and bring you closer to him was really hot.

“Thank you, that means a lot to me”

He moved his hands up to your hips and slowly moved them up and down. Then he asked you,

“Um.. if you still want to.. y’know.. could I take the lead tonight?”

“Woah Tamaki did I really make you that confident?”As you tried adjusting on his lap, you noticed how hard his budge was pressing up to your core.

“Don’t tease me.. I can’t control myself when you do that”

You then when close into his ear and whispered, “well I’d really wanna see what would happen”

He then pinned your hands and your back laid flat on the bed with your legs still wrapped loosely on his hips. He then let go of his grasp on you and removed his shirt. His muscular arms in full view made you fantasize how they’d feel in a headlock while he fucked you. Your gaze when to his soft stomach which you couldn’t wait to have pressed against yours as he’d pound into you. While you were busy thinking about all that, he’d already removed your pants and panties and rubbed circles around your clit.

“Your seriously already wet? So pathetic.”

You squealed as he rubbed faster circles and stuck in one finger into your hole.

“God I can’t wait to feel you wrapped around me sweetheart”

Your first orgasm came over you as you were already riled up from how Tamaki gets when he’s more dominant. Tamaki then removed his boxers and grabbed a condom from the dresser beside you. He smoothly put on the condom as the latex wrapped around the veins of his hard cock. He coated the head of his cock in your juices until he waited for your permission to go inside you. When you nodded he slowly entered you and he groaned from pleasure.

“You’re so tight angel.. do you love seeing me like this? Do you want me to take control of your pretty body til you can take me anymore?”

“Mhmm!”

One of his hands glided up your shirt and rubbed your nipple as his head moved towards your other breast to suck on the other while he fucked you painfully slow.

“Faster! Please..”

“I know angel, I want to as much as you do but you made fun of me for being vulnerable didn’t you?”

He then bit at your bud and you moaned loudly. He then removed the hand that was previously rubbing your breast and moved both his hands to your face as he pumped into your rougher.

“Mhmm that’s it, let me see that pretty face crumble”

Your mouth remained open, unable to remember how to close, your mind was distracted of how Tamaki was making you feel so good. He brushed away some hair strands from your face before kissing you deeply. As you gasped for air you whispered, “I’m close..” he moved one of his hands to directly on your clit and rubbed fast circles while he moved his head to start sucking at your neck. All the stimulation was getting too much for you to handle and you squirted onto his stomach. The sounds you made made him cum seconds later and he collapsed onto the bed next to you, breathily heavily.

“Hah~ that felt incredible.. you okay by the way? I didn’t hurt you did I?

When he put one hand on his stomach, he felt the warm liquid and his hand turned a flushed pink.

“Yeah Tamaki.. I’m more than okay.. oh sorry for the mess haha” you uttered happily yet exhausted.

“It’s fine no need to apologize” he turned over to you, his head laid on his elbow as he looked at you with a smile.

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