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I’m only going to say this one time and one time only. If you’re going to dm me, be respectful. I will not hesitate to say the most foulest things that comes to mind. You don’t know me nor do I know you so watch what you say to me. Have some fucking respect. Thank you.

I’ve been watching love after lockup with my lil sister and her gf and my dislike for that short bowlegged bastard bitch Damond gets stronger and stronger every time I see him😭😭 he’s just so dumb and little. Omgg I hope Bonita does that leprechaun the worse way.

#that lil dwarf talm bout some he want them to be in a poly relationship #ohhhh brother this guy stinkssss!!!

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౨౿ ⁺ perderme ⸻ “to lose myself” ୭ ˚. ᵎᵎ

thinking about how smoke has always been someone who prided himself on discipline. everything in his life was a routine and had a certain place. no matter if it was his money, temper, business, even his brother. the men that worked for smoke or knew him swore that he didn’t love anything enough in the world to let it become his weakness.

but you were different. all the self-discipline that the infamous elijah “smoke” moore had was out the window when he laid eyes on you. it wasn’t noticeable at first, just small things. you’d laugh and he would lose track of the rest of the conversation. you’d ask him for something and he’ll drop everything and cancel his plans for you.

his twin was the first to notice, of course. “you ain’t answer your phone all day.” smoke didn’t take his gaze from you sleeping against his chest. he grumbled a short answer, “been busy.” stack scuffed in disbelief, “nigga you missed a pickup, fuck you been doin’?” “i’ll make another one.” — “you never miss out on no bread smoke.” smoke noticed you shifting around, almost noticing the sound of their two voices. “i said i’ll make another one, now get outta my face elias.”

he despised how easy it was to love you, you had his whole heart. you were a craving to him. he needed you to breath, to feel safe—how ironic it sounds.

to be honest it scared him. a regular night he woke up before dawn. you were sleep, breathing softly beside him, one hand resting on his chest. he didn’t move—he just watched you. the brown freckles that scattered across your back. the way your nose scrunched. how you sighed when turning in the bed. he memorized all of it, you were something worth memorizing to him.

smoke’s routines slowly become your routines. he didn’t intentionally change for you, it just happened. he starts sleeping on your side of the bed whenever you’re gone because it still smells like your vanilla perfume. the iced sugar filled coffee he swore he hated suddenly tastes better because that’s how you make it for him.

thinking about how smoke’s biggest fear isn’t missing out on money anymore. it’s hearing you utter the words, “i don’t think this is working.” because for the first time in his life, he genuinely wouldn’t know who he is without you.

🐆 sev’s comments ┆THATS BIG PAPA! anywaysss, just a lil thought i came up with while listening to miguel. day 100 without writing smut, how im doing people? do i need to return the freak?

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hyperfemme! reader and emo! choso vlog a date!

y/n l/n | 95K subscribers

video title: park date with my boyfriend❧

view count: 427,194

clip 1☆

you waved softly at the camera and smiled. you were currently in your bedroom wearing your pyjama set. you showed your outfit that was laid out neatly on your bed. there were no sign of any wrinkles, as you’d already ironed them out. laid out was a pink maxi sundress, with all your jewellery surrounding the dress.

once your outfit was on, you did an outfit check in the mirror. your pink hair was styled in a twist out, and you wore pink ballerina flats.

clip 2☆

you first showed the beautiful botanical gardens, then turned the camera around to reveal you and choso. the two of you waved shyly before giggling. he tried to hide behind you but his big frame made it impossible, making you laugh even more.

you recorded choso’s outfit as he awkwardly stood there. he wore a wine red long sleeve button up with a black tie (you tied it yourself because he doesn’t know how), with black flared jeans, a black jacket and his signature new rock boots. his hair was down today, the layers and short hair framing his face perfectly.

“you look so handsome.” you cooed from behind the camera. the compliment made him even more shy and he awkwardly turned around.

he took the camera and recorded you. you smiled widely and spun to show your outfit. choso smiled softly behind the camera, looking at you in a daze. once you caught his look of admiration, you began to feel shy.

clip 3☆

inside the botanical gardens, there was a beautiful display of plants and flowers of all shapes, colours and sizes. the two of you walked hand in hand as you walk through the pathways with waterfalls and fountains on each side. birds chirped sweetly and jumped from tree branch to tree branch.

“look!” you pointed excitedly at the pond with vibrantly coloured fish swimming. choso was holding the camera and documented your authentic awe.

“are they koi fish?” you asked him.

“yeah i think so.”

on the other side of you was a robin bird perched in a tree branch. you looked at it for a couple seconds. and it was almost as if it was looking directly at you.

in the blink of an eye, the bird flew. you felt a weight on your left shoulder, you looked and saw the tiny robin had landed there.

your eyes widened at choso in shock. you stood there in slight fear with an awkward smile on your face as he laughed behind the camera.

“i think it wants to say hi.”

“okay…” you looked at the bird and smiled nervously, “hi.”

as if it was replying to you, the robin chirped. you softly gasped. slowly you began to ease up and looked between the bird and choso again.

“aww, it likes you.” slowly, choso came closer and stood beside you. he let the bird get used to his presence before he took a finger and gently stroked the robin’s head.

“so pretty.” you cooed then stroked its head with a finger, “i think she’s a girl.”

“what makes you think that?” he asked in curiosity.

“i don’t know, a guess. i feel like a princess.” you said.

“you are a princess.”

the bird chirped enthusiastically, as if in agreement. you smiled warmly at the compliment before you felt the robin fly off your shoulder and back to the tree.

“aw.” you waved bye at the robin then looked at your boyfriend. “i want one now.”

clip 4☆

after leaving the botanical gardens, you headed to the nearby lake where there were rowboats. it looked like something out of a bridgerton episode. the flowers were blooming, petals falling into the lake and guided by the wind. swans passed by gracefully the water looked so clean and pretty you almost wanted to jump in.

in front of the camera, choso was seen rowing the boat. his jacket was off, so you could see his muscles flexing in his shirt as he rowed the boat gently.

“so strong.” you said lowly so only the camera could hear. he heard you giggling to yourself and scrunched his brows.

“you’re always laughing at something aren’t you?” he said.

“what’s wrong with that?” you asked playfully. “would you rather me cry?”

“not unless it’s tears of joy.” a small smirk grew on his face, “or pleasure.”

your face dropped. you could see choso trying to stifle a laugh. “can you not please? oh my god.” you fluffed out your hair and looked at the camera lens, posing cutely.

“we should bring yuji here.” he suggested and you nodded, “we should, he’d love it.”

“are you getting hungry?” he asked.

you shook your head, “no, not yet.”

“alright, let me know when you are.” he said then laughed at a thought, “did you know that sukuna can’t swim?”

you furrowed your brows in confusion, “really? that big scary man can’t swim?”

choso shook his head no with a smile on his face. your eyes widened in shock and you laughed.

“wait what— didn’t you guys literally do a boys trip to miami last year for suguru’s birthday? did he not get in the water then?”

“no he did, and when a big wave came he genuinely almost drowned. suguru had to get him out it was—” choso started laughing at the memory, “wait let me find the video on my phone.”

choso found the video and showed it to you, already laughing his ass off.

“i can’t believe i didn’t show you this before– look look!”

unsurprisingly, satoru was the one recording. his almost evil cackle was loud and booming as a big wave came over sukuna and pulled him under. he zoomed in on the big man’s measly attempt to swim to shore, laughing even harder as he kept getting pulled under.

“awwww man.” satoru wheezed out as he laughed even harder. he showed choso behind him who was grinning at his cousin’s panic. it wasn’t until suguru finally went over to pull him to shore that he made it out.

“satoru is so mean, no this isn’t nice.” you covered your laughter with your hand as you replayed the video, “he actually looks terrified.”

“that’s what his stubborn ass gets for not getting in the damn pool.” choso kissed his teeth, “we did swimming lessons together, the fucker just refused to go in. the only thing he did was go on the water slide at the end.”

“kuna if you’re seeing this we love you.”

“and you need to learn how to swim. how can yuji outswim you and he’s only 4.”

“omg yuji can swim?”

“yeah, he’s actually really good for his age it’s insane.” choso told you. “he was asking about you yesterday so i said we’d take him to get ice cream next week that alright?”

“of course, aw i miss that little gremlin so much.”

you laughed out loud and flipped the camera over to you. your twist out had gotten slightly frizzier over time but you didn’t mind. you placed your hand against your cheek to show your nails you just got done.

“my nails.” you whispered to the camera. “he chose the design.”

the sun caught choso perfectly. you turned the camera around so you could fully admire him. with his hair down, dressed formally and this beautiful natural scenery, he looked like something out of a dream.

“you look like a prince.”

“i have to if im gonna marry a princess.” he responded casually, rowing the boat under a bridge.

you pressed your lips together then looked at your ring finger. for a few seconds you imagined the gemstone that would bedazzle your hand, and you could only blush.

clip 5☆

the sun was now setting. your date was now in the final stage: the picnic. a large red gingham cloth was laid out underneath the two of you, with all kinds of food laid out in categorised picnic baskets. like you, there were other friends and couples alike spending time together in the park.

choso looked down at you and noticed how red your eyes were beginning to look, then snickered.

“finally kicked in?”

you nodded then noticed his own red eyes, a common sighting for you since he was a regular weed smoker. the smell of weed mixed with his cologne was something that comforted you, reassured you of his presence.

you held up the camera to record you and choso. his head was resting on your shoulder with you laying on him, your back against his chest. you pulled him closer by his tie and licked his chin with the tip of your tongue.

he held up a slice of pizza to your mouth. you took a bite and looked up with a smile.

“thank you.”

he kissed you on your forehead then took a bite out of the same slice. next, he held a strawberry to your mouth. you were about to eat it but saw it was the last one.

“you have it.” you told him.

“nah i’m okay.” he said.

“it’s the last one. you love strawberries.” you responded.

“yeah but i love you more.”

fuck. he always casually said things that made your heart wanna fly out of your chest. you couldn’t say anything to that, so you took a whole bite of the strawberry and hummed.

he pulled you back by your neck and planted a soft kiss on your lips, the strawberry flavour on your lips transferring to his. his hand went down to your chest, gently cupping your tits.

he broke the kiss and felt your tits in curiosity as they felt heavier than usual. you held back a moan when he felt his thumb press on your sensitive nipples through your dress.

“your period coming?”

“they feel heavier so probably.” you said, “it’s either that or i’m pregnant.”

you felt your boyfriend tense up behind you. he leaned over your shoulder, and there you could see the shock, astonishment and excitement in his eyes.

his mouth started to curl into a smile, “w-wait really?”

you scoffed then laughed, “hell no.”

his expression dropped. the smile on your face grew and you erupted into laughter. he slumped over your shoulder and started looking down at your stomach.

“don’t do that…”

you laughed at the disappointed expression on his face, “sorry, did i get you excited?”

the frown on his face was apparent. he moved his hand down to your stomach and stroked it gently, making you laugh even more.

“oh my god STOP!” you smacked his hand away then sighed at the camera, “i’m not pregnant. i literally had an edible.”

he dramatically sighed and you rolled your eyes.

“how many kids do you want?” you asked.

a small smile appeared on his face as he looked at you through his peripheral, “5.”

you looked at him then looked at the camera in exaggerated shock. the two of you snickered to the point you almost dropped the camera.

“really?”

“yeah, i’ve always wanted 5.” he said, “3 girls and 2 boys.”

“why 3 girls.”

“i’ve grown up mostly around men so i’ve always wanted daughters. to be honest i wouldn’t mind if we had 5 girls. what about you?”

“i can’t wait to have girls, i don’t mind having boys but i need to have girls.” you told him, “you’d be such a good girl dad.”

“you think so?”

“mhm.” you nodded, “you’d be an amazing dad in general, but you’d be a great girl dad. you really want 5 kids though?”

“honestly… i lowkey want more than 5.”

your mouth dropped. you blinked rapidly, struggling to process what he said.

“MORE?!”

he looked down at the blanket, avoiding your widened eyes.

your mouth fell and you turned to the camera in exaggerated fear, “guys help this man wants me breed me!”

“okay i did not say that—”

“more than 5?! that’s BREEDING! i’m breeding more than 5 humans out of my vagina—”

choso covered your mouth quickly. not that it wasn’t amusing how blatantly honest and unfiltered you got when you were high, but groups of people managed to pick up on your conversation and were giving you looks, some laughing and some utterly bewildered.

he signed then looked down at you, “you’re getting loud princess.”

you pressed your tongue flat against the palm of his hand and licked. he sighed then pulled his hand away, making you giggle even more.

“you like it when i’m loud though.”

it didn’t take long for you to feel the growing bulge in his pants. when it came to you, it really didn’t take much. you looked up at him and shook your head in pretend disapproval before looking away.

“to be honest, when i see how you are with yuji i do think to myself that i wanna pop out 20 kids for you.” you stroked his arm, “so maybe i am open to the idea.”

his arm curled around your neck in a V. you pressed your lips together and held onto his bicep. you looked innocent to the audience, but he could see the lustful glint in your eyes. the same pretty eyes that he fell in love with in the beginning, and the same eyes that made him hard with just a look.

“i can’t wait to get married. i can’t wait for our house, our kids, our farm.” you grinned, “are we the next nara and lucky?”

“i don’t know about that, you can’t cook for shit.”

you gasped, “yes i can!”

“you bake.”

“i can cook too.” you scoffed.

“chicken alfredo don’t count baby.”

you pursed your lips together and looked down at the ground. choso pat you on your head gently, comforting you at the realisation.

“its okay, i can cook remember?” he gently reminded you.

“oh my god you can!” you immediately perked up, “okay so maybe we can be nara and l— wait… they’re mormon.”

“they are.” he said.

“oh. never mind.” you immediately threw that thought away, shuddering slightly. “we’ll just be us. i’ll just be me. i hope that’ll be good enough.”

“it will be more than good enough. but you don’t have to worry about that right now.” he assured you.

“you’re right.” you agreed, “we can talk about this when we get married.”

as much as choso enjoyed your relationship right now, hearing you be so assured of your future with him made him feel so secure and light. for so long he’d dreamed about the day he’d propose to you, the day he’d put that big diamond on your finger and the day he’d say his vows. it was a day he couldn’t wait for.

in all honesty, if you wanted to get married now he’d marry you in an instant. he didn’t have to wait another two years to know that you were his wife, mother of his children and the love of his life.

you held the camera in his face and said softly in a sing song voice, “kids, say hi to daddyyyyyyyy.”

silence. choso’s jaw clenched then he sighed. you were blissfully unaware of the tightrope choso had been walking all day due to you, but he was now ready to dick bring you back to reality.

“i think we’ve come to the end now.” he said, voice slightly ragged.

“we have?”

“mhm.”

his dark eyes stared directly into yours. you knew exactly what that look meant and knew not to push it further. you hummed then looked at the camera.

“alright, thanks for watching lovebugs.” you smiled, “i hope you enjoyed, i’ll see you next time.”

the both of you waved. a giggle escaped your throat and choso’s hand leaned forwards to stop the recording.

end of video.

the-real-eye-to-see

One of the most stupid jokes

My aunt told me she thought I dated Asian men bc of my aesthetic. *scratches head* Lmaoo I’m having trouble connecting the dots I’m ngl

#the Asian men out here are fine don’t get me wrong #I love black men thoooo #girlblogging #i’m literalllyy just a girl<3

Bby wyd?? C’mere I been missing you.

#i’m literalllyy just a girl<3 #girlblogging #black girls of tumblr

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cravemyhoney

INTRODUCING …. COWGIRL!READER.

COWGIRL!READER who never expected to meet smoke, in fact when her father mentioned that his friend would be looking after her while he was gone on a business trip she was rather annoyed by the idea. she hated that her father still treated her like a child, since she was twenty-four. but once she saw the older man she instantly realized the idea of him watching her while her father was away wasn’t a bad idea at all…

COWGIRL!READER who wears her shortest shorts, and her skimpiest gear to tease the older man while they do work around the yard.. hoping to make him succumb to her and give her exactly what she wants.

COWGIRL!READER who finally gets what she wants after a while of teasing smoke, and after that their relationship blossoms. life becomes pure bliss, but once her father comes back and notices the inappropriate things going on, he forbids them from being together.. so one day in the middle of the night she packs her bags and sneaks off with the love of her life.

credits to @pimpcessing for the inspiration from your puppy!reader + brat!reader smaus!

oggeminivenus

may a yearning freak find me dis summer

grilledpeachh

sugurusbeloved

☆ your husband bruises your body

your friends always lower their voices when they ask, leaning over the cafe table with a nagging sense of concern, eyes tracking the faint, reddish-purple blooms peeking out from the collar of your shirt.

"is everything okay at home?"

"is he... violent to you?"

they whisper, because to strangers, ryōmen sukuna is a guy that could break someone in two just for breathing wrong. they look at his mountainous physique and immediately assume he’s striking you—that the wine-stained rose traces under your clothes are from hands raised in anger, because what else does a monster do with his strength?

you just stay quiet, pulling your sleeves down, given that you can't exactly tell them that the truth is so much more embarrassing.

because how do you explain that these deep, hand-shaped marks come from him getting a sudden, overwhelming rush of affection while you are just... existing?

the second you walk through the front door, he doesn't even let you take off your shoes before his thickset arms are securing your body against him. his face is entirely vacant, his expression as deadpan as if he were reviewing a tedious financial ledger while hauling you impossibly close; the desperate zeal of his hug making your lungs burn for every silver of air

“i missed you, baby,” the words are an incredibly sweet confession—completely at odds with his flat, menacing demeanor as he buries his face into the crook of your neck.

sukuna possesses absolutely no concept of his own magnitude, and when these sudden surges of intense adoration overtake him, his massive hands just react by pure instinct. his thick fingers dig deep into the meat of your arms, squeezing and kneading the flesh while he stares down at you with his crimson eyes tracing heart shapes. it is pure agony for your skin, a sharp ache that you know will turn into dark blooms by tomorrow.

“my pretty girl,” he mumbles, his lips caressing your skin in messy nuzzles before he sinks his sharp teeth down on your shoulder in a brutal display of fondness that makes you whine and arch into his chest; yet he gives your body no room to escape the extreme weight of his affection. his lower hands come up to cup your face, big thumbs pressing into your cheeks to hold you still while he overindulges in your scent.

a rare sensibility of content descends upon sukuna as he realizes: he is exactly where he wants to be.

essence-rare

created by Nyanza D

melaethebrattt

Me when I’m alone in my room high asf listening to Meg the stallion and Monaleo

#i’m literalllyy just a girl<3

douceurrrr

y’all ik it’s hard for some but stop going to them nail shops, stop going to them asian restaurants, so buying off of shien, stop spending your black dollar into asian businesses period. invest in your OWN ppl. they keep showing us they don’t gaf about us by killing our children!