Rindou's one and only

she/her. 20+. ic:doodoofartsprinkle

[akaamarin]

Yuji rocking them lighting mcqueen

[softshuji]

Hiiii everyone! Here are a few things I've made recently in case you've missed it which are all available on my store here!

all deliveries in the uk are free! One of these is a nahida inspired set of earrings and the other two (bottom) are gojo inspired!

[softshuji]

Also!!! Even if you're not interested in anything (which is ok) please favourite any items you like, It greatly helps me algorithm wise and gets it pushed out more :)

[kentocide]

I need to get pinned down by gojo

[drtrinitysantos]

[thickness-protection-program]

I'm probably someone's "not this guy again" on Tumblr

[painfullypatientsecret]

Murhehhehe

[kentocide]

I'm picking 28 and 30!!!

- haleema

Hello pretty haleema how r u and shuji and ran

28 - i unfortunately cannot give you a proper answer to this. I don't have any songs that will describe me right at this moment

30 - other than religion, It's my home. my room.

[kentocide]

Do we have shinichiro version of that one manwha panel

[tr33-g1rl]

weird asks that say a lot

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1. coffee mugs, teacups, wine glasses, water bottles, or soda cans?

2. chocolate bars or lollipops?

3. bubblegum or cotton candy?

4. how did your elementary school teachers describe you?

5. do you prefer to drink soda from soda cans, soda bottles, plastic cups or glass cups?

6. pastel, boho, tomboy, preppy, goth, grunge, formal or sportswear?

7. earbuds or headphones?

8. movies or tv shows?

9. favorite smell in the summer?

10. game you were best at in p.e.?

11. what you have for breakfast on an average day?

12. name of your favorite playlist?

13. lanyard or key ring?

14. favorite non-chocolate candy?

15. favorite book you read as a school assignment?

16. most comfortable position to sit in?

17. most frequently worn pair of shoes?

18. ideal weather?

19. sleeping position?

20. preferred place to write (i.e., in a note book, on your laptop, sketchpad, post-it notes, etc.)?

21. obsession from childhood?

22. role model?

23. strange habits?

24. favorite crystal?

25. first song you remember hearing?

26. favorite activity to do in warm weather?

27. favorite activity to do in cold weather?

28. five songs to describe you?

29. best way to bond with you?

30. places that you find sacred?

31. what outfit do you wear to kick ass and take names?

32. top five favorite vines?

33. most used phrase in your phone?

34. advertisements you have stuck in your head?

35. average time you fall asleep?

36. what is the first meme you remember ever seeing?

37. suitcase or duffel bag?

38. lemonade or tea?

39. lemon cake or lemon meringue pie?

40. weirdest thing to ever happen at your school?

41. last person you texted?

42. jacket pockets or pants pockets?

43. hoodie, leather jacket, cardigan, jean jacket or bomber jacket?

44. favorite scent for soap?

45. which genre: sci-fi, fantasy or superhero?

46. most comfortable outfit to sleep in?

47. favorite type of cheese?

48. if you were a fruit, what kind would you be?

49. what saying or quote do you live by?

50. what made you laugh the hardest you ever have?

51. current stresses?

52. favorite font?

53. what is the current state of your hands?

54. what did you learn from your first job?

55. favorite fairy tale?

56. favorite tradition?

57. the three biggest struggles you’ve overcome?

58. four talents you’re proud of having?

59. if you were a video game character, what would your catchphrase be?

60. if you were a character in an anime, what kind of anime would you want it to be?

61. favorite line you heard from a book/movie/tv show/etc.?

62. seven characters you relate to?

63. five songs that would play in your club?

64. favorite website from your childhood?

65. any permanent scars?

66. favorite flower(s)?

67. good luck charms?

68. worst flavor of any food or drink you’ve ever tried?

69. a fun fact that you don’t know how you learned?

70. left or right handed?

71. least favorite pattern?

72. worst subject?

73. favorite weird flavor combo?

74. at what pain level out of ten (1 through 10) do you have to be at before you take an advil or ibuprofen?

75. when did you lose your first tooth?

76. what’s your favorite potato food (i.e. tater tots, baked potatoes, fries, chips, etc.)?

77. best plant to grow on a windowsill?

78. coffee from a gas station or sushi from a grocery store?

79. which looks better, your school id photo or your driver’s license photo?

80. earth tones or jewel tones?

81. fireflies or lightning bugs?

82. pc or console?

83. writing or drawing?

84. podcasts or talk radio?

84. barbie or polly pocket?

85. fairy tales or mythology?

86. cookies or cupcakes?

87. your greatest fear?

88. your greatest wish?

89. who would you put before everyone else?

90. luckiest mistake?

91. boxes or bags?

92. lamps, overhead lights, sunlight or fairy lights?

93. nicknames?

94. favorite season?

95. favorite app on your phone?

96. desktop background?

97. how many phone numbers do you have memorized?

98. favorite historical era?

[rinmitsukii]

[kentocide]

sloppy and awkward kisses? Yeah it took you guys time to finally be comfortable and confident to be able to actually do a proper kiss. (you initiated it bc Shin sometimes malfunctions even from slight pecks idk what's wrong with him). And when you do, it becomes everyone's problem. it's like a make out in the eyes of your friends every time both of your lips make contact (it's only a simple kiss). Sometimes Shin can't help himself and goes for another kiss. It's not like you don't like it but you still feel shy about doing public display of affection. You're only ever confident when it's just the two of you. Shin? He probably has gone past it after it happened twice? Idk you found out he can be shameless when he wants to. Takeomi is most disgusted by his friends bc why the fuck is he flaunting so much and in front of him? Get a room.

[kentocide]

i love the concept of shinichiro and his gf being their first time in the relationship. Both of their friends will be like "damn you got a girl/man?" and they shyly nod their heads and giggle to themselves about the thought of seeing each other that day and getting too excited and becoming a blushing mess. While she's nervous about bringing home a guy to meet her parents, Shin wont be able to contain the excitement and accidentally spills the 'surprise' to his family. Mikey will have the strongest reaction in the Sano household.

[winterrbluess]

Summertime shenanigans ✨✨

[inkedbybrayy]

༺♡༻ thinking ab nanami’s kisses…

your husband’s appearance is very contradicting.

he's huge; broad shoulders, husky build, and standing at a towering 6'0.

and yet, he's so, so gentle.

more specifically, his kisses.

because he doesn't squeeze you or bite your lips like he's trying to devour your face.

no, nanami kisses you sweetly. like you're as delicate as spun glass.

you needed his kisses. craved them, even.

you didn't even care that he was a workaholic. didn't get upset when he had to leave you early in the mornings or when he returned so late at night that you were already damn near asleep. it didn't bother you, as long as he followed your one rule:

give you a kiss before he leaves and when he got back.

sure, it sounded a bit silly. some of your friends even called you addicted when you told them about it. but you didn't care. it was routine, and you planned on it staying that way.

so when morning came again and the first rays of light peeking through your bedroom window got paired with the familiar rustling of kento trying to get dressed without causing a disturbance, you don't get mad.

you just roll over and lay there, patient. waiting. you sit up groggily, a lazy hand rubbing the sleep from your eyes.

meanwhile nanami is busy tying his tie, back turned to you just enough to show off the carefully sculpted muscles of his back without even trying. your gaze wandered over him appreciatively.

it didn't take long for him to realize you'd woken up. it was hard not to notice with you literally staring holes into the back of his head. he glances over his shoulder, expression softening instantly at the sight of your sleepy face.

"oh, hello..." he murmurs, as if anything louder would break the peace that settled at this early hour. he finishes the final knot before taking a seat beside you. you curl into his side instantly, and he hums approvingly.

his hand finds your waist, thumb brushing soothing circles as he says quietly, "i didn't mean to wake you, love."

but you just shake your head, completely content. you nuzzle into his chest, mumbling into him. "mm...'s okay."

you're quiet for a bit, fingers playing with the soft fabric of his shirt. not nervous, just lazy fidgting. then, you blink up at him expectantly, asking the all-too-familiar question. "...kiss?"

    a tiny smile tugs at his lips. he'd heard the question a thousand times already, and he was waiting for it. he nodded without thinking, mumbling a soft "of course." before leaning in.

his free hand finds your chin, gently tilting your head up to his. the distance closes, lips pressing to his.

    you can faintly taste the coffee on his lips, dark, bitter and honestly not as horrible as expected. and just when you start to relax into him, a bird chirps loudly outside the window.

    you jump back, startled. his head tilts at you, but when he sees your wide eyes he can't help the soft laugh that leaves his lips.

    "it's just a bird, sweetheart." he teases, gently ruffling your messy bedhead hair before standing up to slip on his shoes.

    your lips twist into a pout. "whatever." you grumble, pretending not to be as embarrassed as you were.

    but you didn't let him get his foot near the second shoe before you were climbing out of bed, arms wrapping around his neck. "i need another, ken...that one didn't count." you murmur, voice soft and thick with sleep.

his brows furrow, conflicted. "why, not? was that one not enough?" he asks, though he doesn't sound upset. just genuinely curious.

you shake your head. "we got interrupted, so it didn't count." you mumble.

nanami glances between you and the clock on his watch, hesitant. he knows he should get going. but you're hard to deny like this. you’re half asleep, drool dried on your cheek, and in nothing but his shirt and some shorts. you look absolutely adorable.

he sighs.

"fine." he caves, unable to fight the urge. his large hands find your waist, pulling you in closer. "but this is the last one, okay? no more." he explains.

you nod, feeling like you'd won the lottery.

he smiles at your eagerness, and finally leans to capture you in another kiss.

    your lips slot against his, weaving together like they're meant to be there. a soft press first, then your lips start to move.

    you know he has to leave soon, but you can't bring yourself to care. he feels so good, and you just feel all warm and fuzzy inside. and when one of his hands slide into your hair to tilt your head and deepen the kiss, you melt. your eyes flutter shut, knees going weak.

    he hums against your lips, his own gaze growing half-lidded. he granted you access when your tongue slipped in his mouth, dancing with yours in a slow, passionate dance.

    when you moan into his mouth and he feels his dress pants start to tighten a bit, he knows he should stop. reluctantly, he speaks.

    "sweetheart..." he calls softly, but doesn't pull away yet.

    "mm...?" you hum, clearly not done yet.

    he's not either. but, he knows this is wrong. "i really need to leave now. i'll be late." he manages to murmur. but every word is muffled between another tender yet messy kiss.

    but you just grumble against his lips, pulling him closer as you mumble under your breath. "mm...d'nt care."

    it’s safe to say that nanami was definitely late for work that day.

a/n: okay this is really short but i wanted to write for him cause he’s just so like ughhhh (also more fluff cause ive just been spamming smut back to back)

[coffeandcoffins]

I WANNA MARRYY THISSS MANNNNNN PLEASEEEEE😭😭😭😭💗💗

[eggstoastnbacon]

[mewnbuns]

i love when a man tells me off…. i love when he’s strict… i love when he’s exasperated and sighing and rubbing a hand all over his face when i’m being difficult and fussy….. i love when he’s not afraid to correct me

[beaniesayshi]

you wake up in the middle of the night to find Sukuna still gaming, fluff

You wake around two to a cold patch of mattress where Sukuna should be, and to the soft, blue-toned glow spilling from under the gaming room door. The silence in the apartment at night is heavy, broken only by the faint click of a mechanical keyboard and the low, muffled chatter of your husband and the boys through his headset.

Wrapping your duvet around your shoulders like a cocoon, you shuffle down the hallway, your eyes half-mast and your hair a bird's nest of sleep. You push the door open just a crack.

Sukuna leans forward, his massive frame silhouetted against his setup. He’s mid-match, fully focused, but the second the hinges creak, his head snaps toward the door.

As he takes in the sight of you, swaddled in fabric and swaying slightly from lingering sleep, the intensity he had for the game vanishes instantly. His lips pull into a small, helpless smile as his expression softens into unguarded love. He looks utterly defeated by the sight of his sleepy wife, and he doesn’t even try to hide it.

"Hey, angel,” he whispers. Without waiting for you to speak, he pushes his chair back from the desk and reaches out with one arm, beckoning you over. "Come here."

Hauling you into his lap easily, he settles you sideways across his thighs before carefully tucking the edges of the duvet around your feet. You don't even have to find your spot; you lean into him naturally, your head resting against his chest. The sound of his heartbeat is steady and strong under your ear, acting as the perfect lullaby.

He slides his headset back on, but his movements change. He’s playing at a disadvantage now, having to reach around you to hit the keys, but he doesn’t seem to care. Every now and then, his large hand mindlessly rubs your arm through the blanket in a soothing motion that pulls you back toward sleep.

Through the faint leak from his headphones, Satoru’s shouts crackle, but the volume is suddenly cut in half by Sukuna so the boys’ voices don’t startle you. He stops talking back to them altogether, communicating only in short, quiet grunts or silent pings on the map.

He finishes the match without moving even an inch, letting you breathe against him, his chest rising and falling in time with yours.

The lobby music hums at a low, nearly imperceptible level as Sukuna waits for the next match to load. Satoru is midway through a loud story about a botched order at the bakery, Suguru openly mocks the white-haired man, and Choso offers dry commentary in the background. Sukuna barely hears them, tuning them out almost entirely, keeping his attention fixed on the weight of you in his lap. 

Looking down, he notices your breathing has finally slowed into true sleep. A heavy, quiet warmth settles in his chest, leaving him completely undone by the simple reality that you’re his.

Sukuna reaches out with his free hand, and his thick fingers brush a stray strand of hair from your face with surprising gentleness. He tucks it behind your ear, his thumb lingering for a second to graze the shell of it, amused by how you don’t even stir under his touch. In moments like these, he knows exactly how lucky he is.

His hand slides further down, slipping beneath the edge of the blanket to find the small of your back. Blunt nails trace the slow patterns you love as he gently scratches. He feels you melt further against him in your sleep, your body relaxing into his warmth as if you’re subconsciously acknowledging his care. 

Even as the game finally finds a match and the loading screen flashes, he doesn’t pull his hand away. He keeps that steady, soothing motion going, his gaze lingering on your peaceful face for a moment longer before he finally turns his attention back to the monitors.

After another game like that, the clicking stops, but you’re sleeping too deeply to notice the difference. Sukuna doesn’t wake you, gently hooking one arm under your knees and the other behind your back, then standing up from the gaming chair effortlessly.

When he reaches the bed, he lowers his massive frame onto the sheets, keeping you tucked firmly against his chest. He pulls the heavy comforter over both of you, wraps his arm around your waist, and presses a slow, lingering kiss to the top of your hair.

"Softie," you mumble into his chest, barely conscious.

There’s no point in denying it, so he lets out a long exhale, rolling his eyes, his hand splayed flat against your back to keep you close. He hooks one of his thick legs over yours, tangling your bodies together, and the heat coming off him makes the rest of the cold room disappear.

"Go to sleep, brat," he mutters back, his voice thick with tenderness. 

He gives your waist one last, gentle squeeze before he finally closes his eyes and lets his own exhaustion take over, his grip never loosening even as he falls into a deep sleep.

 

a/n: domestic sukuna masterlist

@i-luv-mangos i know this isn't what you actually asked for, but since i already had this started, i thought maybe it would work lmao

[kentocide]