#part4

[chubstiger]

Imagination with Sai <3

Jujutsu Kaisen x Chubby!reader part 4

You jolted from your bed, breathing heavily. "What the hell?" Alert, you gasped for air and felt aroused and wet. "How the hell am I going to look at them now?" You whined, clutching a but of your hair in frustration. "A sex dream? Seriously, come on Y/N, you're not a teenager anymore"

You spaced out thinking about the dream and then shook your head, "ugh! This is so unfair!" You cried, and then jumped to wrap yourself in a blanket and landed to lie down on your pillow. A few minutes went, and you growled sitting up, and threw your pillow across the room. "Damn...I need a cold shower."

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You did not get a wink of sleep at all after that...amazing dream. You just met the two men not even a week, and you had dreams about them, inappropriately. You were walking to the training field, finding the kids, Nanami and Gojo. You waved at them as you shouted a greeting. "Hey! Sorry I was late. Had some trouble getting up."

"Y/N-sensei! Its okay, me too!" He reassured me, grinning. You smiled back at the twenty and then turn to men. They were staring at you and you suddenly remembered your dream again. You squeaked, covering your red face and shrunk down on embarrassment.

"Eh?! Y/N-sensei!" the three students said worried and the two men were curious what got you so red.

"Ne ne, Y/N, what happened last night?" Gojo wondered towards you with a smile and bent down to your level. . "Didn't happen to be dreaming about me, right?" He whispered near your ear. Your spine shivered hearing his voice and the feel of his breath.

You tried to keep your hands out of your face and tried to look at him in the eyes (you know what I mean). You bit your lip, quickly glancing at his lips and back to him and Nanami. "Not really." You replied, shrugging keeping your cool, trying to back away from them. Gojo hummed.

"I see..." He got up suddenly, "oh! I know, combat time! Kids! Pick your teachers to be partnered with!" You sighed in relief as the attention was away from you. You got up from the ground and stood near Nanami, brushing yourself off.

"Must be quite the dream that kept you up last night." You heard Nanami mentioned and you jumped.

"H-ha, yeah, it was bad." You stuttered turning to him, bravely.

"Come, the kids will need us to participate." He said. You can't help but imagine him say come to you like a good girl. Your eyes widen feom the thought and you gulped following him as he began to move forward.

You felt a tingle coming down your private. The squeezing of need for a male to drive you to your orgasm. 'Fuck, I'm so done for today.' You thought annoyed.

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You were glad you knew some defense while combating with the kids. Your body took a hit and you were exhausted. You needed to work out more for the gains and strength.

"Alright! Teacher vs Teacher!" Gojo announced happily. You groaned and sat on the ground to protest. "Come on, Y/N~ we need to show them kids how we do it!"

Do it for the kids. You thought and sighed, getting up from the grass and dusted yourself off. "Okay, okay. Who's going first?"

"You and Nanamin!" He grinned while doing the pose of introducing the blonde male in exaggeration. "Combat only! No cursed energy!"

Nanami took off his blazer and showed off the broad shoulders and muscles causing you to drool a bit. 'Im so done for.'

You got in stance, as he did as well. You made the first move with your right fist and easily Nanami dodged it. He stepped back, and forced a kicked to your head and you blocked it with your arms and shoved it away to stomp his foot that was on the ground, unguarded and then turned to hit him with your elbow. He took the hit to the side of his face as you let his foot go and he stumbled back. "Muay Thai?"

"Mhm, never really get to use this style, till now." Muay Thai is more grounded and with strength than it is flowy and flashy.

"I see, you're the first." He said adjusting his eyewear. He sprinted towards you and avoided his punches until he got faster, you tried to keep up. Then suddenly you felt a punch to your stomach causing you to gasp out and spit out saliva. Nanami took that chance to pin you by your neck with his arm and the other arm around your waist. You were definitely in a position you can't leave. Especially when you felt his whole body on yours. He dwarfed you, and you felt small. Well, smaller.

"Damn it." You growled.

"Nanamin wins!" Gojo cheered. As the fight stopped, Nanami released you and still stood next you. You felt the warmth radiating from him. You blushed thinking about what happened and fanned yourself with your hand.

"Okay. Break time!" You voiced out, coughing from being flustered.

"Let get some food!" Yuji and Nobara suggested. The teachers told then they'll be doing something else as the kids had free time now. They ran off quickly leaving the 3 of you alone. During the awkward moment, you decided to leave to shower.

"Uh, I'll be back, I'm going to wash up." You said youre byes until Gojo placed an arm around your shoulders.

"We'll walk you! We're going back to the dorms anyways." You were protesting and trying to move him off. He was stronger than you. You felt his muscles as well as your breathe hitched.

Gojo noticed your tensed body, and grinned. "You want us to join" He whispered in your ear. You covered of the ear that was picked on and you flushed, glaring at him.

"Go away!" You pouted and ran off without them. Nanami blinked at what happened.

"What did you say to her?" He asked cautiously.

"Oh you know, just a bit of teasing! Did you noticed she was off a bit?"

"She did seemed strange like she was avoiding." He mused.

"I wanna know what it is!" Gojo finally decided. "Come on, Nanamin!" He dragged the said sorcerer towards where you went.

"Stop dragging me, Gojo!" Nanami fumed but strangely curious as well.

"No!"

Sorry for any mistakes!

@metalfl tagged you! :3

[f0point5]

Holy ground

Part 4 of the Max Verstappen x bestfriend!reader social media au, based around all things Zandvoort.

A/N: I had about 38473 ideas for this one but I think I’m just going repurpose them for other parts since I can only add 10 photos. I hope the Twitter threads aren’t too boring, I will start experimenting with other platforms at some point I think.

@somanyfandomsbruh - Max has been pining since karting days whether he knows it or not!

[danothan]

yoshikage kira headcanon list:

1. his finger-chewing tendencies existed even before he could form memories, so his mother bought him baby mitts to knock the habit early. the lack of grip led him to slip and fall often, which gave kiramom quite the scare, but seeing as the mittens were a necessary evil, she took it upon herself to do for him what he couldn’t. read into that what you will.

1.2. by the time it was no longer an appropriate age for him to wear baby mittens, he was still indulging the habit like nothing had changed at all. i imagine it started off as mostly a habitual comfort early on, and developed into self-harm when he felt the need for control.

1.3. jumping off of izzy’s hc that he has a low pain tolerance, i think that the sensation of pain is very sobering to kira, hence the development from thumb-sucking to finger-chewing, as noted by f0r. as unbearable as pain is for him, i think it’s also grounding, esp in moments of anxiety. low pain threshold, low pain tolerance, but a high secret third thing (bad coping mechanisms).

2. this one isn’t canon compliant, but i like to think that kira’s nails don’t actually grow supernaturally fast and are more of a reflection of his state of mind. i think they def grow faster than the average person’s, but it’s a mix of genetics, routine nail care stimulating the growth, and perception bias. he only “notices” it when he’s aroused or stressed bc it’s harder to ignore, and let’s be honest, arousal and stress go hand-in-hand for the guy (ha. hand-in-hand).

3. kira doesn’t just hate body hair on women but also on himself, tho probably for different reasons (aesthetic vs sensory, respectively). this wasn’t much of an issue before taking on kosaku’s face seeing as he doesn’t grow much of it himself, but he would still shave all the same, and always smooth. this is evidenced by the fact that he reached for the blade razor rather than kosaku’s electric one (blades are known for a closer shave, while kosaku used an electric razor since “regular razors usually give you burns,” implying that he uses a guard which is a less close shave). living as kosaku was hell too since he had to shave more frequently and the stubble was a lot scratchier.

4. bouncing off of f0r’s selective hygiene hc, his idea of cleanliness is very contradictory and more aligned w perceived contamination than actual germs. may i remind you of when he licked blood off of his hands during the fight w shigechi as to not stain his clothes. granted, it was his own blood, but considering his self-report abt masturbating, i wouldn’t say it’s far fetched to believe he’s not all that concerned abt washing his own hands.

4.1. speaking of self-report masturbation habits, kira believes himself to be above masturbation despite probably being a virgin, but the difference between him and those “sweaty unwashed guys” is that he never uses his own hand anymore. 😥

5. kira is attentive to detail but only to the extent that he’s aware. he has an appreciation for specific types of hands, but it’s all very superficial. for example, he’ll paint some nails pretty, but he wouldn’t think to push back the cuticles. like what is this:

right over the cuticle… you know that polish is chipping, and he’s sucking it right down 😭

6. kira uses this exact cologne:

6.1. i appreciate that his cologne is unisex since he prob wants a feminine scent for his gfs but nothing so flagrantly womanly that it reflects poorly on him, which leads me to believe that he never went out of his way to buy nail polish (suspicious for a man!) but instead stole it from one of his victims, perhaps if she was carrying it in her purse.

7. he’s a serial killer dater, but he’s no cheater. he might be looking at other hands while he’s in a “relationship,” but at least he’s monogamous abt it; he’ll break up w his current gf before moving on! i mean, why not just take both hands? simple, he can only handle one lady at a time 😌

8. he’s a stickler for routine, and this applies to his diet. these are 2 separate breakfasts he made from eps 1 & 21:

the exact same, even down to the placement of each dish and utensil. maybe he adds a little measured variety in his lunch and dinner choices, but i’d like to think this is how he makes breakfast every morning, and he never gets sick of it. shinobu occasionally cooking up dif breakfasts for him was probably a shock to the system.

8.1. if he was cooking in someone else’s house and they didn’t have a butter knife or, god forbid, had orange juice w PULP, he’d genuinely get offended. no decorum or taste whatsoever, tsk tsk. it’s a good thing he’s there to “set her soul right.”

8.2. maybe further down the line in the kawajiri household, shinobu would’ve commented on his repetitive breakfast choices, and he’d have to force himself to make an omelette or smth to appease her wildly sporadic (normal) appetite. maybe she’d learn how to make breakfast the way he usually does, just to show that she cares ☺️ but unfortunately she overcooked the eggs, and the knife is in the butter the wrong way, and the toast errs on the side of burnt, and… well, no matter. he’s more than okay being the cook every morning from now on.

9. kosaku styles his hair flat and slick, but kira has no experience w the heavy duty gel that he uses, so it ended up in spikes so he could keep his signature little noodle bangs. old habits die hard.

and seeing as how shinobu made no comment on kira’s hair turning white, i’m gonna add a bonus kosaku hc that he’s always changing up his hair in some kind of early mid-life crisis. (“there goes my stupid insecure husband doing his hair differently again, as if that’ll change the fact that he’s already graying. 😒”)

10. rounding us off w my handcanons from a while back, kira’s hands aren’t smth he cares to keep prim and pretty the way he would for someone else’s, but he does have his own routine that puts them above average. although he picks at them during bouts of stress, they tend to heal quickly, as hands do (aided by his saliva bc you know even if he wasn’t chewing on them, he’s sucking on his thumb after peeling the hangnails). the lack of scarring all his life enabled his bad habits, only tempered by the impoliteness of it drilled into his mind as a child.

[mmsnsndnnd]

Kiranobu

[spnseasonsgirl]

#happybirthdaydeanwinchester 🥳🎊🎉🍰🎁

#supernatural #january24th #part4

#deanwinchester #jensenackles

#saturday #samturday #happyweekend

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[octokaotic]

2022 -> 2025 redraw

[angelynmoon]

Eldritch Steve verse

Part 4

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Carol has to remind Tommy that Steve is more dangerous than he presents when he mentions helping hunt Munson.

She reminds him that Munson is Steve's now, in ways that she knows Tommy wanted to be but that Steve never noticed, she reminds him that Munson is untouchable now.

She forgets that Tommy has never seen Steve truely angry, that he has never witnessed too many eyes, too sharp teeth, and bodies never found because they no longer existed, he's never witnessed the danger of touching what is Steve's.

Sometimes she forgets that she and Steve were friends before Steve and Tommy were.

She remembers when Steve was still new, not young, she's not sure he was ever young in the same way humans were, because she knows, she knows that Steve, Steve is not human.

She remembers a boy, or, it presented itself as a boy, but sometimes his head would swivel like an owl to look at her when she came up behind him, he'd grin too widely, all the way to his ears at the sight of her, and his laugh, his laugh at the very beginning, was an eerie mimic of laughter that sounded more like an echo off the quarry walls.

Carol hadn't liked him much at the beginning, she'd been afraid of him, like a sane person, she'd known in her most primal survival brain that Steve was dangerous, a thing to be feared.

And then he had saved her, she'd been playing in her yard, she'd lived near Steve back then, and someone had grabbed her, headed out of Hawkins, she never knew whether they planned on ransoming her back to her parents or doing worse, and she never brought it up after Steve had helped her out of the van and walked her home, not even a trace of blood from her kidnappers left to say they existed.

She'd learned then what being Steve's meant then, it meant protection and safety, it meant ignoring the weird that Steve did and gently reminding him that normal people don't have swivel heads and they eat vegitables not just raw meat, it meant sharing food and space with zero boundries because Steve needed to be close to them, it meant dating Tommy because Steve needed to see a normal relationship because he couldn't risk pursuing Munson, couldn't risk people disappearing because they jumped two gay men.

Carol had always known Munson was Steve's, ever since he'd first seen him in the school, she'd had to stop him then from going to him, had to remind him of the dangers, of people and how they hated.

Carol had been protecting Steve for a very long time before he stepped away from them, before something made him walk away from them.

She knew he wanted to keep them out away from whatever danger he now faced, but she missed him, he had been her brother, her best friend, the one she could tell anything to, like her little crush on Nancy Wheeler, the main reason she thinks he dated her, so Carol could hang out with her.

Steve didn't feel things like humans, Carol knew, he'd date anyone Carol pushed him to, let rumors fly about his sexual proess, something Carol had started herself because Steve likely didn't have sex the same way they did either.

But she missed him, which explained why she'd broken up with Tommy and come here to the Harrington house.

Tommy would never accept what Steve was, never accept his new family, because Carol knew that those children were more Steve's babies that just kids he babysat, she'd seen the way he took care of his baby bag of flour when they'd had to pass their health class, he'd stolen hers and Tommy's too when he realized Tommy was just going to buy a new one to pass.

There was something about the way Steve had cared for the lifeless bags of flours that told Carol that one day she'd be faking a surrogate pregnancy to explain away Steve aquireing a child.

Carol knocked at the door and was not entirely surprised when Munson answered.

His eyes widened then he called for Steve, not inviting her in, which she didn't blame him.

Steve appeared and Carol smiled softly, he looked as he always did to her eyes, too wide smile, too sharp teeth and so many eyes, but those eyes, unlike how they once were, were bright and lively, filled with happiness, much better than the emptiness she normally saw.

"Carol." Steve said, voice slightly different.

"Steve, what did I tell you about Munson, hmm?" She asked, hands going to her hips, in mock annoyance.

Steve kept smiling as he leaned into her space in a hug, which had her wrap her arms around him, feeling, like she usually did when he hugged her, completely surrounded, engulfed, protected.

"Now, do I need to find a reasonable lie for your kids about why people have just vanished or do they know?" Carol asked as she pulled back to look at Steve's face.

Munson blinked, "She knows?" He shouted, drawing the others to the door.

Steve looked at him, head turned owlishly, "I wasn't always a very good mimic."

Carol tapped his hand twice to remind Steve that he was doing something Other, which made him swivel to look back at her.

"You should come in, there is a lot to explain if you intend to stay. You should also meet Robin, you'll like her." Steve smiled too widely, as he pulled her in, and she knew that she and Robin would likely end up on a date or two, if only to appease Steve and to say they wouldn't work out.

But for whatever reason, part of Carol hoped that Steve was right, that she would like this Robin.

She deserved a reward, afterall, she'd been keeping Steve safe for a very long time, just like he'd kept her safe, that was what siblings did afterall.

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A/n: umm, did I intend this, let's lie and say yes..

Enjoy Carol's pov.

@swimmingbirdrunningrock @just-a-tiny-void @darkwitchoferie @merricatty @0o-mushroom-o0 @starlight-archer @apuckishwit @intergalactic-president-awesome @vampireinthesun @korixae @cats-ate-all-of-my-pasta

[milafm2002]

Hello Music Lovers

Welcome to the 4th and final part of the Aesthetics of Project Hail Mary in music.

This series was originally going to be three parts, but after hearing a couple of songs with that Spacey Project Hail Mary aesthetic, I created this fourth part. I hope you all enjoy this, and you've enjoyed this series 

And as usual, I provided links to the songs for you to listen to or add to any of your playlists, or create a playlist of your own

Yet Again - Grizzly Bear (Shields) 2012

Skeletons - Yeah Yeah Yeahs ( It's Blitz ) 2009

When I'm Small - Phantogram ( Eyelid Movies ) 2010

Resolutions - Said The Whale ( Hawaii ) 2013

I Won't Quit On You - Hayley Williams ( Ego Death At A Bachlorette Party ) 2025

I Wanna Be Adored - The Raveonettes ( I Wanna Be Adored ) 2013

Cosmic Love - Florence + The Machine ( Lungs ) 2009

Llaw = Wall - The Joy Formidable ( The Big Roar ) 2011

Racing Stripes - Bombay Bicycle Club ( Everything Else Has Gone Wrong ) 2020

Starman - David Bowie ( The Rise and Fall of Ziggy Stardust and the Spiders from Mars ) 1972

FIn!

I hope you all loved the series. Fun! I had so much fun creating the tracklists ( it's basically just been me expressing how much I loved Project Hail Mary and seeing that movie), and I truly thank you for all of the likes of the other parts, and follow me for more musical posts like this one