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I am a very slow writer sorry( i _ i )
My only rule is that I do not write anything sexual.
Thank you, that is all.
Misplaced Lens Cap

tannertan36

Kaledo Art

Product Placement

#extradirty
Claire Keane

Discoholic 🪩

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Lint Roller? I Barely Know Her

❣ Chile in a Photography ❣
Mike Driver
cherry valley forever

Love Begins
Sweet Seals For You, Always
he wasn't even looking at me and he found me
"I'm Dorothy Gale from Kansas"

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Masterlist1…ongoing. ML2…ongoing. ML3…ongoing
Fandoms…ongoing
I am a very slow writer sorry( i _ i )
My only rule is that I do not write anything sexual.
Thank you, that is all.
some of my favorite expressions
I need that jacket so bad
I’m ngl I’ve never written anything for bnha don’t flame me
Status: Strangers —> Friends?
Never having interacted with the hot tempered boy you were honestly mildly terrified of saying the wrong thing and getting blasted. But, seeing the sports festival unfold a small flame lit within your heart to approach the blonde after school granted you were shaking but regardless you cleared your throat calling out to him.
5 SENSES!
Leaders…Hypmic
Jinguji…I believe that since he takes health so seriously(I mean he IS a doctor.) that his lips are soft not chapped at all. He applies chapstick/lip balm always; especially in cold season! He has a minty taste however if you get trapped in a drunk kiss with him he still has that soft texture but the amber taste of whatever concoction he has drank wafts through your senses like wildfire. He tends to not wear cologne so no usual scents. His skin is quite smooth as well, bar his hands that can get dry easily as he washes his hands often and uses sanitizers. His voice is deep and resonant..very pleasant to hear and could put you to sleep. Always willing to hold you during slumber, a warm embrace.
Amemura…sweet. His lips aren’t quite as smooth as Jakurai however they are smoother than Samatoki. Slightly chapped. When leaning in you can smell the sugary sweetness of the treat he had just consumed. Pressing against him you can better get a taste for a faint trace of a cigarette. Uses a lot of scented products..Dove? Sweet and citrusy are his main scents. His hands are quite soft and appealing to hold. His voice can be irritating in his high pitched front, though his natural tone is quite smooth and tolerable.
Harai…Another with slightly chapped lips. He is average. He often reeks of incenses lit in the temples and tea. It’s not a bad scent by any means! A very clean taste. Despite his appearance there is no trace of cigarette when leaning in for a peck but rather the mint of his toothpaste. Very aromatic. His skin is normal as well. A natural texture that is tolerable for hand holding. His voice is unique in its originality. A pleasant upbeat tone that will keep you up and active.
Aohitsugi…oh my days. His lips are quite chapped at times! (Most times.) when leaning in for a kiss you can get a quite pleasant fragrance. Think of cinnamon, tea—cloves. When locking lips with the pale man you unfortunately get that pang of his nicotine addiction. His voice is uniquely raspy yet soothing to hear at times when he’s not threatening people. His hands are also dry at times and quite rough. Rubbing his hands together sounds akin to starting up a fire.
Nurude…a mild sweetness. The melon soda he recently drank is prominent as your lips lock together. Leaning into him a fresh citrus scent clings to him. A rich amber follows the scent as you drift closer. Being held by him, his skin is surprisingly supple and soft. His voice always upbeat and positive almost song like…keeps you entertained and engaged for the day. If you tag along for a drunk karaoke his skin becomes warm and hot vanilla as he holds you close singing erratic. Always keeping you smiling.
Yamada…a warm embrace he loves to have and hold you close. In his youth reeking of oversprayed cologne but later toned down in a rich fashion. A sporty and airy scent of lemon..grapefruit..subtle lavender in a semi-feminine scent of floral richness. His voice booming and energetic makes you amped for the day. Leaning in for a kiss his breath laced with mint of his toothpaste and whatever breakfast he had made that morning.
🌲🎁🐁🐁🎁🎄
Oh My!
Trish + Reader(Feminine Intended)
About to close up shop one lovely customer comes in for some last minute shopping
It’s so heart warming to know people still read my old stories/blurbs🥹
A Lesson In Reminiscence(Kiryū Zero)
CUTE phone charm” Creeping out from your peripheral the second class guardian had been looming behind you for who knows how long before mumbling something incomprehensible.
Apologies, what did you say?”
Just—“
It had already taken a lot out of him to come up to you in such a fashion and you hadn’t even heard him. As his gaze fell onto your phone you got the hint.
Oh, my charm, you know I actually had gotten it as a set of two. I can’t use both though so I just put the other on my bag.”
Turning to face your superior entirely the matching charm flashed in his irises. His eyes widened at the jingling tune of your bag. Bringing your dominant hand to the matching pair you unhooked it with ease. Hesitantly taking his hand and placing it in the centre of his unnervingly cold palm.
Hey it’s the same colour as your eyes!”
Lifting the lilac accessory up to his eye. His eyebrow quirked a bit.
I think mine are more of a lavender.”
No way that’s the exact colour. Do you need a mirror?”
Shifting through your bag he couldn’t help but have a snicker escape.
It’s fine I believe you. You really do have everything in there don’t you?”
Not everything. I was actually about to leave campus to go get a few more things.”
It’s getting dark, why don’t you wait until tomorrow. It may not be safe for you.”
Off-put by his comment you immediately thought of an idea.
Then if you aren’t busy, you could always come with me. History shows people are always safer in numbers after all!”
Seemingly deep in thought his lips moved without a word uttered. Almost keeping track of his day.
I still don’t think you should go out now. But, if you must I will go with you.”
My own guardian how lovely. Hey, now that I think about it where is the other guardian, Yuki?”
It doesn’t matter.”
Turning his heels he ushered you forward. Must’ve struck a nerve.
Well I hope everything is alright with you guys. I won’t press further.”
I appreciate it.”
Holding the charm out to you by the clasp.
Keep it. Consider it a gift for watching over us everyday.”
Out of words to express himself he opted to keep it safe within the confines of his trouser pocket.
Well hurry, the stores may start closing.”
Right!”
There is nothing on this dude and it’s eating me aliveeee
Dependency
Otosaka Shunsuke (Post-Charolette Events)
Kshhhhhh
The bath water flowed vigorously. Dipping your fingers in and out again consistently you knelt next to the tub in waiting.
<Sorry, the buttons were being difficult.>
A voice accompanied the creak of the bathroom door opening.
<It is fine the water is still warming.>
The man reached instinctively for the countertop sliding his fingers along the smooth marble gauging your position.
<Here.>
Grasping his unnerving warm hand you bring it toward the water.
<How does that feel?>
A hum escapes him, followed with a brief silence.
<Perfect.>
Taking the initiative Shunsuke opted to turn off the water. Luckily you had closed the drain before.
Left…right…his legs became submerged into the water allowing him to sit down and relax. Bringing the water up to his face. His glossed eyes shut.
Snickering a bit you joined him.
<I hope your work was not too difficult today.>
Spilling the details of every little decision you had made that day. Listening intently to every word that left your lips no matter how minute.
Grasping the bag of shampoo he emptied the contents into his non dominant hand.
<Bring your head to me please.>
With a grunt of acknowledgment you dipped your head into his hands. Light scratches and the lathering of shampoo foaming in your hair removed any headaches from the day.
Sweeping the water surrounding you, he poured it atop your head carrying the foam with it.
Bunching each strand of hair together, Shunsuke had gently squeezed the water, effectively draining your head of its moisture.
<Want me to wash yours?>
<No, I can do it myself.>
<A bit more romantic for me to do it, no?>
Looking nowhere in particular he reluctantly handed the shampoo over.
<I apologise if I come off a bit controlling. I just want to be able to do things myself, like I used to.>
<No need to be sorry. Your fingers are more nimble than mine, I prefer you to do the washing.>
Earning a slight giggle from your partner. Letting his head fall onto your collarbones he allowed himself to rest.
Taking the shampoo and emulating his technique at washing your own head.
<You’re so beautiful Shun.>
<Don’t tease me.>
With a condescending tone he pinched your cheek.
<Oh but you make it so hard not to.>
Releasing his grip on your face he rolled his eyes. Not that it changed much for himself. But he hoped it conveyed his emotions to you.
<Hey we should eat out tonight!>
<Stay silent.>
He chirped with a chuckle.
<Sassy! Very cute, dear.>
I will not lie to you this fandom is so dead
I feel like Mitski is not just for crying like you can just genuinely dance to her songs. People like to talk about how Mitski is just depressive but like Laurel Hell was a banger.
In my opinion ofc,,,
J'ai le sentiment que Mitski ne fait pas de la musique uniquement pour faire pleurer les autres. On peut vraiment apprécier ses chansons et danser dessus. Les gens disent que c'est juste dépressif ---NON NON NON---,,,,,Laurel Hell était incroyable
A mon avis d'accord,,,,,
Français Ver
Thursday 3:32PM
The hand of mine was roughly dragged into the nearest cafe.
“Shu I told you we have time, we do not need to start planning anything.”
“Silence.”
He was always like this, yet I could not picture him any different. Overly prepared for events no matter how large or small they may happen to be.
Scrapping of chairs against the wooden floors broke my focus on my inner thoughts.
“We will have to awake as soon as possible. Your schedule of the day prior will allow you to have a full eight hours so I suggest you rest on time. Oh and–”
“Dear, what if we order drinks first?” I cut him off abruptly to stop his rambling. “Of course, you may order for the both of us.”
Perfect.
“Excuse me, madam we would like two caramel lattes, thank you.”
As Shu cleared his throat I knew I’d be in for another rant. “Like I was saying before, we need to wake at the earliest convenience. I suggest you wear a simple outfit so you can change quickly.”
“Good idea, will do.”
His eyes then viciously inspected every aspect of my figure. “Do I look fat or something?”
“You need to drink more water, your skin is suffering. Luckily you have three months before the show. A little makeup will also enhance your features.”
Heaving a dry laugh to not sour the mood, I was thankful the waiter had arrived once more to deliver our beverages.
Not even stopping for a refreshment, my perfectionist partner had been obsessively penciling in details.
“Before I forget, I need your new measurements.”
I quirked a brow, “My measurements have not changed though?”
“You have grown taller perhaps by an inch, I am not sure which is why I need to measure you again. I am testing a new design for pants and I can not have them be too short for you.
“I see, then, of course, you may measure me. Later.”
“They are likely to have you placed somewhere towards the end as you are heavily anticipating…”
I had grown accustomed to his many rambling sessions. His papers sprawled out all over the petite table, branching out his various thought patterns. Shu’s hair was ever-so slightly out of place and a natural lighting set upon him. If I had looked the way he did, Shu would have surely scolded me, but, I cannot help but swoon at the rare disheveled appearance.
“You are breathtaking.”
Snapping his eyes at me he squinted. “Hush, you are distracted, now how long do you think it will take for your commute?”
His face was rosy yet focused as always, what did I expect from Shu Itsuki.
I love Shu.
English Ver
Jeudi 15:32
Ma main fut brutalement entraînée dans le café le plus proche.
« Shu je t'ai dit qu'on a le temps, on n'a pas besoin de commencer à planifier quoi que ce soit. »
« Silence. »
Il était toujours comme ça, et pourtant je n'arrivais pas à l'imaginer autrement. Préparé à l'excès pour les événements, qu'ils soient grands ou petits.
Le bruit des chaises contre le parquet m'empêcha de me concentrer sur mes pensées intérieures.
"Nous devrons nous réveiller le plus tôt possible. Votre emploi du temps de la veille vous permettra de disposer de huit heures complètes, je vous suggère donc de vous reposer à temps. Oh et..."
« Chéri, et si on commandait d'abord à boire ? » Je l'interromps brusquement pour mettre fin à ses divagations. « Bien sûr, vous pouvez commander pour nous deux ».
Parfait.
« Excusez-moi, madame, nous voudrions deux lattes au caramel, merci. »
Lorsque Shu s'est éclairci la gorge, j'ai su que j'allais être confrontée à une nouvelle crise de nerfs. "Comme je le disais tout à l'heure, nous devons nous réveiller le plus tôt possible. Je vous suggère de porter une tenue simple pour pouvoir vous changer rapidement."
« Bonne idée, je le ferai. »
Ses yeux inspectent alors vicieusement chaque aspect de ma silhouette. « J'ai l'air grosse ou quoi ? »
"Tu dois boire plus d'eau, ta peau en souffre. Heureusement, il te reste trois mois avant le spectacle. Un peu de maquillage mettra aussi vos traits en valeur."
Émettant un rire sec pour ne pas alourdir l'ambiance, j'ai remercié le serveur d'être arrivé une fois de plus pour nous apporter nos boissons.
Sans même s'arrêter pour prendre un rafraîchissement, mon partenaire perfectionniste avait crayonné des détails de manière obsessionnelle.
"Avant d'oublier, j'ai besoin de vos nouvelles mensurations.
J'ai froncé les sourcils : « Mes mensurations n'ont pas changé ? »
"Vous avez grandi, peut-être d'un centimètre, je n'en suis pas sûr, c'est pourquoi j'ai besoin de vous mesurer à nouveau. Je teste un nouveau modèle de pantalon et je ne veux pas qu'il soit trop court pour toi.
"Je vois, alors, bien sûr, vous pouvez me mesurer. Plus tard."
« Il est probable qu'ils vous placent quelque part vers la fin, car vous anticipez beaucoup... »
Je m'étais habitué à ses nombreuses séances de divagation. Ses papiers s'étalaient sur la petite table, illustrant ses différents schémas de pensée. Les cheveux de Shu étaient légèrement décoiffés et une lumière naturelle l'éclairait. Si j'avais ressemblé à lui, Shu m'aurait sûrement grondée, mais je ne peux m'empêcher de tomber en pâmoison devant cette rare apparence ébouriffée.
"Tu es à couper le souffle.
Il me regarde en plissant les yeux. « Chut, tu es distraite, combien de temps penses-tu qu'il te faudra pour faire ton trajet ? »
Son visage était rose mais concentré comme toujours, que pouvais-je attendre de Shu Itsuki ?
J’aime Shu.
Abracadabra (Piano)
Logan Fields
Gender Neutral(Musically Gifted)Reader
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It had been a long in waiting task for you to teach Logan piano. Mostly due to his avid avoidance of the topic. But, you two had finally solidified a date, a week before his class trip to…Savannah? If only music students got such luxurious class trips.
Nevertheless you sat in the empty classroom ever so lightly tapping against the edge of the piano to pass the time. Occasionally glaring the clock to keep track of the time. One minute late.
<Am I too late? I’m so sorry!>
Your silent taps were drowned out by the boy barging through the door. One minute and two seconds later, but, you would never tell him out of worry to panic him any further.
<No it’s quite alright.>
Standing to free up space for your new “student”. A meek thank you was heard as Logan quickly sat down. Off centre. Grasping his shoulders you positioned him directly in the middle of the piano.
Your touch made him tense up.
<Relax.>
<Sorry.>
<Don’t apologise.>
Hanging his head low you once again fixed his posture. Does it not feel awkward in that stance? You’d never ask, in order to not sound rude or harsh.
<The best way to learn is to play.>
Explaining each key and its corresponding letter Logan hummed in acknowledgment. Automatically pressing down on each key as you spoke.
Placing a paper over the head of the piano, you read off each of the letters to him to play.
<How do you play with both hands? I can’t keep the rhythm with both.>
Thinking of a way to solve his problem you sat next to him.
<For me, I tend to just feel it, in your head you can count each note in. Here I’ll play it for you, watch.>
Keenly observing your fingers, his eyes darted from left to right struggling to keep up.
<I see the problem. You’re thinking of both hands as separate entities, when you must think of them as one. They work together and therefore must move together.>
His eyebrow subtly quirked, hidden by his glasses, maybe you should go slower. Taking another sheet of music out you explained each of the notes on paper.
<This one seems easier.>
You placed your hands atop his and slid them across the board. His body shivered from your cold hands. Slowly letting go as his fingers found a mind of their own. A smile formed on his face as he got both hands moving. Repeating the same melody his grin grew even larger.
<Perfection.>
The word halted his playing. Eyes wide at your compliment.
<Rest your hands I’m going to make you a song.>
Taking a swing from his bottled water he stretched out his non-dominant hand. Your loud scribbling made him curious as he looked over to see what song you were creating.
Holding out the paper he began to read, squinting his eyes at your writing. Softly huffing the notes under his breath he threw his fingers against the keys slowly. To capture the beat of your makeshift song.
<Would you mind playing it first for me?>
Nodding in agreement he slid off the seat to give you full room.
<I made the song slow for you.>
Lightly hovering over the piano you took in some air. Foot holding over the pedal underneath, you gave the original version for your student to copy.
<I see. Do I have to use the pedal?>
<Not necessarily, but, it sounds better and flows properly.>
In contrast to you, he aggressively sucked in the air, before playing. Slowly yet steadily that familiar tune embraced the room.
His once excited expression faltered into a thin concentration as the piece became more and more akin to how you displayed it.
<You’re a fast learner, Logan. You only messed up a few notes, but, we did not spend much time on reading sheet music. So, you can blame me for that.>
The tick of the clock never leaving your mind, it must be 3(15). Head titling up to check, you were right. Instinctively following your line of sight he sighed.
<The time went by fast.>
<It always does when you are focused. A fixation on something can ruin your sense of being and thus time.>
<Yeah, well I told my grandparents I’d be home within an hour.>
<I see, make sure to play regularly or you will lose your ability.>
Yep. He gathered his belongings and held the door for you. Walking side by side out of the school he bid you farewell. Humming the jingle on his trip back, he began envisioning the next lesson.
I pulled this out my ass crack don’t hate too much lmao
A tongue piercing is not simply a want but rather a need that my body craves be satiated
Shu Itsuki relationship headcanons
X Gn reader
▶ Shu doesn't think about romance, this is why when he does begin to fall for you he doesn't notice it at first. It takes him a long time to realize the feelings he has for you are different than his fellow idols.
▶ After he realizes he tends to avoid you a bit, he's not ready to face you after his discovery. He's almost scared to act on his feelings, that maybe you'd never accept him because of his flaws.
▶ When he does confess to you his face goes red and you can hear the nervousness in his voice. When you tell him that you like him back he goes into a state of shock unable to process what just happened.
▶ After you begin dating, Shu makes sure that you have only the best clothes in your wardrobe. He makes sure to make clothes that suit your tastes and he loves to admire you in his creations.
▶ But Shu doesn't know when to stop at most times, often overworking himself late at night on clothes before a deadline. You'll have to convince him to go to sleep, although he's stubborn he tends to listen to you most of the time. Deep down he doesn't want you to worry over him.
▶ Shu works himself too much that he forgets to eat, if you bake or cook he'll end up preferring your food more. He likes to cook with you in his free time and it causes him to focus on himself more.
▶ If you know how to sew Shu would adore it if you made clothes for mademoiselle, he would want to exchange clothes you've made for eachother and work on doll clothes together.
▶ Shu entrusts you with the care of mademoiselle whenever he's busy. He's not good at expressing himself but when he opens up to you it's usually late at night, with you around he finds himself slowly being able to express himself more and more without the help of mademoiselle.
▶ As much as he denies your physical affection the truth is that he really likes your touch, his harsh words mask his real feelings. Although he doesn't like pda because of his idol work, he doesn't want you to get caught up in his idol career because he doesn't want you involved in a scandal.
▶ When you're in private though your affection flusters him, no matter how much he complains about it it doesn't hide the bright blush on his face. He really does crave your touch.
▶ He loves it when you want to watch his idol concerts, he loves when you come running up to him right after the show completely enamored with his performance. After a long concert he thinks he's deserving of a break with his lover.
▶ He finds it easier to fall asleep at night when he's with you, he falls asleep quickly when he's lying on your chest or when he's nuzzled in the crook of your neck. He holds you tight in his sleep unable to let you out of his grasp.
I always come back to read this so might as well reblog
Sometimes I think I’m a terrible person other times I feel like an human embodied angel
Just depends on the mood ig
My package arrived and it's so funny that the comic store owner picked as many cyclops variant covers as he could, since he knows cyclops is my favorite.
Pics posted under the cut, cuz I just wanna show Somebody.
Rlly hooked you up with the cyclops content