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@venvenvani
After a very long time of designing my dream tattoo it was finally time for it to come together in a way I couldn’t have been happier to see it. This is my first tattoo and I sat for little over five hours! Kingdom Hearts has been my sanctuary since I was a little kid and what better way to cover past mistakes was to get a tattoo about my comfort character.
Here is my first tattoo I posted on my main account!
@venvenvani Vanitas was left there flabbergasted. “Uh…” The blonde took all of the air out of his lungs, and all of the thoughts out of his mind. He was flirting with him! A kid! He soon followed suit, and saw Ven over the stove, preparing the pasta to cook. Ventus had such a nice, slim figure. He was a bit pudgy around the waist, but it was the sort of nice pudgyness which told one that there was a lot more concealed underneath. He admired Ven’s frail curves, in the likeness of a young, thin women. Yet, Ventus was so much better than a woman. Vanitas began to feel warm, and he realized that he suddenly started to get hard.
Ventus turns around to look at Vanitas before turning and pointing to different places in the kitchen. “Plates, silverware, spaghetti I can’t reach because my brothers are taller and think it’s funny…” Ven trails off going in the freezer to get the meatballs because he was way to lazy to make them the way he was taught and he also grabs some left over sauce from the other night to heat it up.
Vanitas casually sits at the table, patiently waiting for the meal that Ven is cooking. When Ven goes off to find the meatballs, Vanitas stands up, and decides to fetch the silverware for Ventus. It’s the least he can do, since he is a guest. Yet, he couldn’t get over the fact that his student had flirted with him. His very hot student. He sighed; he couldn’t let a boy get to him like this. He preferred to be alone.
“Here you go~.” Ven hums setting the plate of food down and he sits across from Van at the island. “…So what else do you like to do besides suffer with me~?”
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@venvenvani Vanitas was left there flabbergasted. “Uh…” The blonde took all of the air out of his lungs, and all of the thoughts out of his mind. He was flirting with him! A kid! He soon followed suit, and saw Ven over the stove, preparing the pasta to cook. Ventus had such a nice, slim figure. He was a bit pudgy around the waist, but it was the sort of nice pudgyness which told one that there was a lot more concealed underneath. He admired Ven’s frail curves, in the likeness of a young, thin women. Yet, Ventus was so much better than a woman. Vanitas began to feel warm, and he realized that he suddenly started to get hard.
Ventus turns around to look at Vanitas before turning and pointing to different places in the kitchen. "Plates, silverware, spaghetti I can't reach because my brothers are taller and think it's funny..." Ven trails off going in the freezer to get the meatballs because he was way to lazy to make them the way he was taught and he also grabs some left over sauce from the other night to heat it up.
"I'll kiss it and make it better." He smirked as he leaned closer to Ventus.
He blushed to the male in fount of him before looking down at his finger that was wrapped up in a checkered band aid. He didn’t say anything but just held his finger out. Ven’s little battle with his homework ended with him getting a paper cut.
Vanitas knew this was wrong. He was Ventus’ tutor; the boy was 18, he was 24. Yet, he couldn’t help but feel like this would be a great opportunity to let a bit of his pent up frustrations out. When the blonde cut his finger, his face turned into a pout, and tears crept out of his eyes. How could he resist something like that? He puckered his lips a bit and gently pecked the boy’s finger.
Ventus smiled, still holding his blush, and giggled a bit. He wiped the couple of tears that fell before looking at his homework. “Am I doing this right?” He asked tilting his head to look at his tutor.
Vanitas quickly grabbed the homework, before his urges got the best of him. He quickly read over it, to ensure Ventus had everything correct. “Mhm, Ventus…check number thirteen.” He placed the paper back in front of the boy, avoiding eye contact because of how pure the eyes of Ven were. They were the loveliest shade of blue that Vanitas had ever seen, yet he had to look away. For his sake. For Ventus’s sake– So lost in his own thoughts, he forgot very well where he was. Vanitas sighed, and began to regain his cool.
“Aw…” Ventus sighs grabbing his paper back from his tutor and in the process he acidently brushes his fingers against him. “S- sorry.” He mumbles with a stutter and gets back to work.
This kid was testing him. It took every fiber of his being to resist the urge to pin Ventus down and push his mouth against the blonde’s own. He was so fucking cute, it was
“How bout now!?” Ventus beams with his cheery smile and holds his paper back out.
This kid was going to give him an aneurysm. He was adorable, like a little puppy. Not that Vanitas had a thing for puppies; everyone thought puppies were cute. He did have a thing for Ventus, that was indeed a fact. It drove him crazy every week that he’d have to drive this kid’s house and not fuck him. “T-that’s fine, Ventus. I think that’s enough for today.” Ugh, Vanitas was ever one to stutter; he always kept his cool. He got up from the desk, and proceeded to shuffle his papers together, in an attempt to quickly flee.
“W-wait! Why don’t you stay for dinner? I’ll cook. Sorta a thank you for helping me an all.” Ventus looks down rubbing the nape of his neck before looking up at Vanitas with a hopeful and shy smile.
Oh my god. “Sure.” He had to remain calm, or else he’d stutter again. He didn’t want that at all. He grabbed his bag, quickly stuffing papers into it, in order to leave the room where he so badly wanted to throw Ventus down on the floor, and strip him. “What are you planning on cooking?” He wanted to talk, in order to break that awkward, sexual tension that began to build up within his own body.
“Anything you want~!” A small smirk tugged at the corners of his lips.
"I'll kiss it and make it better." He smirked as he leaned closer to Ventus.
He blushed to the male in fount of him before looking down at his finger that was wrapped up in a checkered band aid. He didn’t say anything but just held his finger out. Ven’s little battle with his homework ended with him getting a paper cut.
Vanitas knew this was wrong. He was Ventus’ tutor; the boy was 18, he was 24. Yet, he couldn’t help but feel like this would be a great opportunity to let a bit of his pent up frustrations out. When the blonde cut his finger, his face turned into a pout, and tears crept out of his eyes. How could he resist something like that? He puckered his lips a bit and gently pecked the boy’s finger.
Ventus smiled, still holding his blush, and giggled a bit. He wiped the couple of tears that fell before looking at his homework. “Am I doing this right?” He asked tilting his head to look at his tutor.
Vanitas quickly grabbed the homework, before his urges got the best of him. He quickly read over it, to ensure Ventus had everything correct. “Mhm, Ventus…check number thirteen.” He placed the paper back in front of the boy, avoiding eye contact because of how pure the eyes of Ven were. They were the loveliest shade of blue that Vanitas had ever seen, yet he had to look away. For his sake. For Ventus’s sake– So lost in his own thoughts, he forgot very well where he was. Vanitas sighed, and began to regain his cool.
“Aw…” Ventus sighs grabbing his paper back from his tutor and in the process he acidently brushes his fingers against him. “S- sorry.” He mumbles with a stutter and gets back to work.
This kid was testing him. It took every fiber of his being to resist the urge to pin Ventus down and push his mouth against the blonde’s own. He was so fucking cute, it was
“How bout now!?” Ventus beams with his cheery smile and holds his paper back out.
This kid was going to give him an aneurysm. He was adorable, like a little puppy. Not that Vanitas had a thing for puppies; everyone thought puppies were cute. He did have a thing for Ventus, that was indeed a fact. It drove him crazy every week that he’d have to drive this kid’s house and not fuck him. “T-that’s fine, Ventus. I think that’s enough for today.” Ugh, Vanitas was ever one to stutter; he always kept his cool. He got up from the desk, and proceeded to shuffle his papers together, in an attempt to quickly flee.
"W-wait! Why don't you stay for dinner? I'll cook. Sorta a thank you for helping me an all." Ventus looks down rubbing the nape of his neck before looking up at Vanitas with a hopeful and shy smile.
"I'll kiss it and make it better." He smirked as he leaned closer to Ventus.
He blushed to the male in fount of him before looking down at his finger that was wrapped up in a checkered band aid. He didn’t say anything but just held his finger out. Ven’s little battle with his homework ended with him getting a paper cut.
Vanitas knew this was wrong. He was Ventus’ tutor; the boy was 18, he was 24. Yet, he couldn’t help but feel like this would be a great opportunity to let a bit of his pent up frustrations out. When the blonde cut his finger, his face turned into a pout, and tears crept out of his eyes. How could he resist something like that? He puckered his lips a bit and gently pecked the boy’s finger.
Ventus smiled, still holding his blush, and giggled a bit. He wiped the couple of tears that fell before looking at his homework. “Am I doing this right?” He asked tilting his head to look at his tutor.
Vanitas quickly grabbed the homework, before his urges got the best of him. He quickly read over it, to ensure Ventus had everything correct. “Mhm, Ventus…check number thirteen.” He placed the paper back in front of the boy, avoiding eye contact because of how pure the eyes of Ven were. They were the loveliest shade of blue that Vanitas had ever seen, yet he had to look away. For his sake. For Ventus’s sake– So lost in his own thoughts, he forgot very well where he was. Vanitas sighed, and began to regain his cool.
“Aw…” Ventus sighs grabbing his paper back from his tutor and in the process he acidently brushes his fingers against him. “S- sorry.” He mumbles with a stutter and gets back to work.
This kid was testing him. It took every fiber of his being to resist the urge to pin Ventus down and push his mouth against the blonde’s own. He was so fucking cute, it was
"How bout now!?" Ventus beams with his cheery smile and holds his paper back out.
"I'll kiss it and make it better." He smirked as he leaned closer to Ventus.
He blushed to the male in fount of him before looking down at his finger that was wrapped up in a checkered band aid. He didn’t say anything but just held his finger out. Ven’s little battle with his homework ended with him getting a paper cut.
Vanitas knew this was wrong. He was Ventus’ tutor; the boy was 18, he was 24. Yet, he couldn’t help but feel like this would be a great opportunity to let a bit of his pent up frustrations out. When the blonde cut his finger, his face turned into a pout, and tears crept out of his eyes. How could he resist something like that? He puckered his lips a bit and gently pecked the boy’s finger.
Ventus smiled, still holding his blush, and giggled a bit. He wiped the couple of tears that fell before looking at his homework. “Am I doing this right?” He asked tilting his head to look at his tutor.
Vanitas quickly grabbed the homework, before his urges got the best of him. He quickly read over it, to ensure Ventus had everything correct. “Mhm, Ventus…check number thirteen.” He placed the paper back in front of the boy, avoiding eye contact because of how pure the eyes of Ven were. They were the loveliest shade of blue that Vanitas had ever seen, yet he had to look away. For his sake. For Ventus’s sake– So lost in his own thoughts, he forgot very well where he was. Vanitas sighed, and began to regain his cool.
"Aw..." Ventus sighs grabbing his paper back from his tutor and in the process he acidently brushes his fingers against him. "S- sorry." He mumbles with a stutter and gets back to work.
"I'll kiss it and make it better." He smirked as he leaned closer to Ventus.
He blushed to the male in fount of him before looking down at his finger that was wrapped up in a checkered band aid. He didn’t say anything but just held his finger out. Ven’s little battle with his homework ended with him getting a paper cut.
Vanitas knew this was wrong. He was Ventus’ tutor; the boy was 18, he was 24. Yet, he couldn’t help but feel like this would be a great opportunity to let a bit of his pent up frustrations out. When the blonde cut his finger, his face turned into a pout, and tears crept out of his eyes. How could he resist something like that? He puckered his lips a bit and gently pecked the boy’s finger.
Ventus smiled, still holding his blush, and giggled a bit. He wiped the couple of tears that fell before looking at his homework. "Am I doing this right?" He asked tilting his head to look at his tutor.
"I'll kiss it and make it better." He smirked as he leaned closer to Ventus.
He blushed to the male in fount of him before looking down at his finger that was wrapped up in a checkered band aid. He didn't say anything but just held his finger out. Ven's little battle with his homework ended with him getting a paper cut.
hugs & kisses sentence starters.
“ come here and give me a hug. ” “ can i have a hug? ” “ hug me. ” “ does someone need a hug? ” “ give me one of your big bear hugs. ” “ i really need you to hug me right now. ” “ we can still hug. ” “ i love hugging you so much. ” “ i need another hug. ” “ i love being in your arms. ” “ your hugs are the best. ” “ hug me and don’t let me go. ” “ i could just hug you forever. ” “ so where’s my hug? ” “ just one more hug before i go? ” “ you look like you need a hug. ” “ come wrap your arms around me. ” “ i don’t want you hugging anyone else. ” “ please just hold me forever. ” “ sending you lots of hugs and kisses. ” “ shut up and kiss me already. ” “ i want give you a kiss so bad. ” “ i love it when we kiss. ” “ you are the best kisser i’ve ever known. ” “ just give me a kiss. ” “ come here and kiss me. ” “ kiss me. ” “ you’re a damn good kisser. ” “ you want to give me a kiss? ” “ are we going to kiss now? ” “ this is the part where i kiss you. ” “ so if i kissed you, would you kiss back? ” “ i just wanted to give you a kiss. ” “ i’ll kiss it and make it better. ” “ give me a kiss goodnight first? ” “ i can kiss you anytime i want. ” “ do you want to kiss? ” “ shut me up with a kiss. ” “ i love it when we kiss. ” “ i don’t want to miss this kiss. ” “ have you ever kissed someone before? ” “ i’m going to give you a kiss now, okay? ”
Send me "FACT" for one random fact about the mun as told by the muse.
A Note to my Followers
thebookishwitch:
To the followers who don’t say much: having you there still means a lot. Even if you never send in an ask or anything, I don’t care. I appreciate that you still follow me anyways. And it’s nice to see you there liking and reblogging my stuff.
To the followers who buzz like bees: When you reblog 17 of my posts or send my multiple asks in a row, you aren’t being irritating. You’re making me feel like I’m doing something right as a blogger. Thank you.
To the shy anons: I don’t know if you follow me or not, but regardless of why you sent in that ask, I’m just happy to be hearing from you. You aren’t a bother. You make me feel awesome.
To all of my followers whoever you are: Thank you for hitting that button. Thank you for sticking with me. If you ever need a shoulder to cry on or someone to celebrate with you, I’m here for you! If you ever need something explained, I’ll answer as best I can.
Thank you all of you.
Send my muse questions they can only answer with “yes” or “no”
Examples:
If you could…? Do you have…? Would you ever…? Have you ever…? Would you like…? Do you want…?
» halsey lyrics meme
Put a sentence in my ask to see how my muse responds.
❝ I find myself alone when each day is through. ❞
❝ Yes, I’ll admit that I’m a fool for you. ❞
❝ You’ve got a way to keep me on your side. ❞
❝ You give me cause for love that I can’t hide. ❞
❝ If you wanna go to heaven you should fuck me tonight. ❞
❝ I tried to hold these secrets inside me. ❞
❝ My mind’s like a deadly disease. ❞
❝ I’m meaner than my demons. ❞
❝ Please stop, you’re scaring me. ❞
❝ Goddamn right, you should be scared of me. ❞
❝ Are you insane like me? Been in pain like me? ❞
❝ You can’t wake up, this is not a dream. ❞
❝ I think there’s a flaw in my code. ❞
❝ These voices won’t leave me alone. ❞
❝ Are you deranged like me? Are you strange like me? ❞
❝ Keep on haunting me. ❞
❝ I was as pure as a river, but now I think I’m possessed. ❞
❝ I’ve been cold since you left. ❞
❝ You’ve got a fire inside but your heart’s so cold. ❞
❝ I’ve tried to wash you away but you just won’t leave. ❞
❝ I came here so you’d come for me. ❞
❝ You weren’t looking for me. ❞
❝ I’m such a fool to pay this price. ❞
❝ I don’t think he remembers. ❞
❝ I don’t have to fucking tell you anything. ❞
❝ That’s the beauty of a secret, you know you’re supposed to keep it. ❞
❝ These days I can’t seem to get along with anyone. ❞
❝ Your little brother never tells you but he loves you so. ❞
❝ You’re ripped at every edge but you’re a masterpiece. ❞
❝ You were a vision in the morning when the light came through. ❞
❝ I know I’ve only felt religion when I’ve lied with you. ❞
❝ I’m still waking every morning but it’s not with you. ❞
❝ I’m searching for something that I can’t reach. ❞
❝ Kiss me in the corridor. ❞
❝ You say that you’re no good for me. ❞
❝ What happened to the soul that you used to be? ❞
❝ Do you remember the taste of my lips that night? ❞
❝ We’ll be running again. ❞
❝ I’m a one night stand. ❞
❝ I’m the violence in the pouring rain. ❞
❝ I’m a hurricane. ❞
❝ I found myself reminded to keep you far away from me. ❞
❝ Well lately, I like ‘em crazy. ❞
❝ I can never keep my eyes off this. ❞
❝ All we do is drive. ❞
❝ We know very well who we are. ❞
❝ I’m headed straight for the castle. ❞
❝ They wanna make me their queen. ❞
❝ If you wanna break these walls down, you’re gonna get bruised. ❞
❝ I just wanna feel your lips against my skin. ❞
❝ I promised myself I wouldn’t let you complete me. ❞
❝ I’m sorry but I fell in love tonight. ❞
❝ I didn’t mean to fall in love tonight. ❞
❝ Could we pretend that we’re in love? ❞
❝ We’re the underdogs in this world alone. ❞
❝ They can break our hearts, they won’t take our souls. ❞
❝ Would you bleed for me? ❞
❝ Let’s cause a little trouble. ❞
❝ Would you lie for me? ❞
❝ I wouldn’t leave you if you’d let me. ❞
Absolutely Disgusting Shippy Starters
"I got you a little something..."
"You look adorable in that."
"Flowers? For me?"
"Close your eyes. I have a surprise for you."
"I know you had a long day, so I took care of dinner."
"I did a little shopping at the naughty store."
"Let's cuddle and be sluggish all night long."
"Did I tell you you're beautiful, today?"
"I already ordered pizza for tonight."
"Candles, rose petals and champagne? What's the occasion."
"I can't believe that you fell in love with me."
"What is the one thing you absolutely, positively wanted?"
"Time to bury ourselves in blankets and ignore the rest of the world."
"Gimme that phone. It's getting shut off."
"You did all this for me?"
"Normally I hate surprises, but you did good."
"You just made my terrible day not so terrible."
"I will protect you, no matter what."
"Let's get a little tipsy for science."
"Wow. You look amazing."
"If it wasn't for the fact that I am so happy I would be suspicious right now."
"I love you so much."
"Shall we climb into bed?"
"You tried and that's what counts."
"I just want to curl up into your arms and sleep for days."
"I just have one question for you; ice cream or popcorn?"
"We should go to the festival!"
"You're not going anywhere without me. Especially anywhere dangerous."
"How would you feel about getting married?"
