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guys...im taking moodboard requests still...pls...request....

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guys i wanna bite osamu. like he just seems so meaty and beefy and delectable. hes so buff. am i ovulating? i think i am...

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Puppy eyes!!!!

She's such a babyyyy

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I NEED JIM

Fratboy!Atsumu miya who is viral on TikTok for his good looks and remake of whatever is currently trending on the app. When he shows his twin brother Nerd!osamu miya eating while studying for a big upcoming exam with his glasses almost falling down his face. Atsumu puts in the caption of the most “he can cook too ;)” and it goes viral. [1.5 mil likes]

The comments:

“gimme that.”

“WOAH WOAH NERDY VERSION OF YOU?!”

“is it selfish to want both?”

“fuck atsumu gimme his twin”

“smart and can cook?!”

Nerd!Osamu miya who beats the shit out of his brother for posting him because now he has to deal with the flooding in his dm’s Fratboy!suna rintarou catching this ordeal and posts it. Yet again they go viral [3 mil likes]

The comments:

“HES SMART CAN COOK AND FIGHT?! LORDDD I SEE WHAT U DO FOR OTHERS.”

“he rocked atsumu’s shit.”

“i’m so in love with him omg.”

“his biceps lord.”

“i want him to fight me.”

Nerd!osamu miya who can’t deal with this and decides to ask his best friend (you) to fake date him so those thirsting fans can go away :(

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Osamu who loves lazy weekends with you. He loves working at his restaurant but sometimes it's beyond stressful trying to handle everything on his own. So he's the most happy when you two can just enjoy your weekend together cuddling in bed for hours, making a late breakfast in bed for you, and talking.Sometimes he feel's like he may be neglectful bc of how much time he has to devote to his business, so he tries to make up for that by giving you his undivided attention when you two are together.

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watch me write a drabble on this

thought of that one manga cover of osamu shivering in the cold...he would hate canadian winters...

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he looks so fucking good im going to fucking devour him

im so whipped

i get butterflies thinking about him

help me

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thought of that one manga cover of osamu shivering in the cold...he would hate canadian winters...

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1:27 A.M

synopsis: you're having a hard time falling asleep, til osamu comes along

genre: comfort/fluff

warnings: overthinking/spiraling, grief mention, brief mention of death, aging is SCARY

a/n: im projecting. have NOT been getting decent sleep as of recently. i love u samu. ALSO NOT PROOFREAD/UNEDITED, im just feral for his accent. im filthy, nct...nct 127 reference...

1:27 A.M.

the bright, almost blinding numbers of your clock flashed on the bedside table next to your head. it was as if they were mocking you and your ability to sleep. let's just say, you have a tendency to spiral.

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it was the day before, and you'd spent it at visiting your parents. they insisted you sit down, as your mother made you a warm cup of tea and your father reheated your favourite food. it was subtle, but you noticed that their movements had slowed a bit.

"need help, dad?'

you asked, eyebrows furrowing with worry. he brushed you off, shaking his head.

"no, sit tight and don't lift a finger."

it was hard not to when you saw him wince as he lifted the heavy pots around on the stove. he's never done that before.

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your eyes were glued open, as you stared up at the blank ceiling. osamu's soft snores were all you could hear, as he was splayed out across the bed. thoughts and questions began to piece themselves together in your brain as you relayed yesterday's events. when did they...become so frail? just yesterday they were throwing you up in the air, and chasing after you in a game of tag.

you glanced over to your side, seeing your boyfriend of 5 years sprawled out on his side of the bed. his bare chest rose up and sunk down with even breaths, mouth slightly agape as he snored quietly. your heart swelled at the sight of him. the boy who you've known since you were twelve, suddenly growing into a man. his overgrown brown locks pushed back, his stomach slightly more softer as he became a restauranter, it all hit you.

when did time fly by?

as quickly as your heart swelled with affection for it him, it sank with doubt. will he love you when you grow old? will he love you, through thin and thick? sickness and health? to hold and cherish? til death do you part-

"baby? why're ya cryin'?"

your eyes focused on osamu, his sleepy gaze meeting yours. he placed his hand on your cheek, thumbing away tears. your eyes welled up with even more tears, when you felt his warmth against your skin.

he sat up, pulling you snuggly against his chest. you wiped your face, leaning onto his shoulder.

'i-i just-okay, you know when i was at my parents yesterday?"

he nodded, sleepy gaze replaced with curiosity.

"i realized, that they're getting older. and we're getting older too. just-"

you paused, taking a breath.

"you've made a name for you and onigiri miya. sunarin and tsumu are off being athletes. just-what'll i do when...all of you are dead? my parents, you, everyone who we-"

your voice quieted down into quiet sobs and gasps, tears streaming down your face as you frantically tried to wipe them away. osamu stayed quiet, lips turned down in a concern frown. he pecked your forehead, rough fingerpads wiping your tears away.

"yer spralin'."

he said in a thicker kansai accent. he yawned, humming against your cheek as he placed a sloppy kiss on it. he held you in his arms for a couple minutes, before speaking.

"it's natural ta' be scared of aging. focus on the now. yer ma and pa are still here, hm? so are tsumu and suna. do ya feel this?"

he grabbed your hand, placing it on his left pectoral. you felt his heart beat strongly under your palm.

"'m still here."

he placed his hand under your chin, tiltiing your head to look up at him.

"'m still here, and that's what matters. we're all still here. well and alive."

he laid back down, dragging you with him. he kissed your tears away, pulling you into his embrace once more. he placed his hand on your back, patting it and stroking it.

your gasps and sobs settled down into quiet sniffles, struggling to clear the congestion in your nose. osamu pecked your forehead once more, before pulling the blanket over you.

"my head hurts."

"yer crying. no wonder."

the room was dark, but you could still see the love in his grey pupils as he stared into your own. his hand continued to stroke and pat your back, until your sniffles became even breaths.

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Jackson’s ending ment for NESTFEST Day 3 *while in tears*:

“I don’t want to do this. I’ll just say one thing. I said this to you earlier, look at me…what I want to say is you 6, thanks for being friend of my life. when I’m 60, what would matter then? I ask myself that. Who will have some tea with me? Some beer with me? I couldn’t think of anyone. This industry, the reality is all about profit. Everyone chases money. But it’s all in vein it can all vanish tomorrow. What matters is genuine friends who don’t care about that. So thank you, and thank you fans.

Before going to bed last night, I watched our debut performance and I remembered how GOT7 project was about to be canceled and the foreigners were about to be sent back home. Then JAY B hyung in front of the fridge, told me and Mark that he couldn’t send us home. If we do this, we’ll do it together. If we die, we die together. I’m so thankful. Without that moment, we wouldn’t be here on this stage. Thank you hyung. Something funny, during the project. JYP was in front of Cube so we said with Mark if it doesn’t work out we can go there and debit with BTOB we can tumble better…

We don’t know how long we’ll live, hope you’re happy in your time…it’s not about supporting us it’s about finding your own happiness. Thank you for helping us debut as GOT7. I don’t know what I’ll do and when but this is real. We’ll come back all of 7 of us.”

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How I feel after skipping past all the smut in a fanfic cause I’m only in the mood for fluff

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does anyone else still like free! iwatobi swim club.....

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be my onigiri, to my miya?

anytime 🍙 anon 🫶

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unpopular opinion, i hate the bimbo, cutesy, submissive reader. like girl stand TF up!

i’ll read a fic, and i see the most cringe line from the reader and i click off out of embarrassment because it reminds me like.. wow this is what fanfic is hated for, reader is so embarrassing (this is some fics, im not coming for everyone)

biggest pet peeve, say character and reader are in an argument, and the line is like “you hold back your tears and gojo speaks to you, a surge of pain rushing your body” or whatever the fuck it is BUT MY POINT is that like there is a strict submissive and crying personality that “reader” is stuck in, and i see this like weak helpless reader personality over and over again! like pls im the one yelling at gojo what happened to standing on business. esp in smut too, pls let the reader be more sultry, instead of just stuttering and crying

ik not everybody does this, but i read fanfics with me myself envisioned as the reader, and with myself not being that pushover that i see reader CONSTANTLY is, im tired of trying to find fics where im not rolling my eyes at the actions and descriptions of them.

and no, i’m not saying the writing is bad, and thank you writers for the time you put into the these fics! but for the love of god, please make these personalities more versatile for the ones that are on the tougher side 😭 my less affectionate avoidant attachment is screaming at some of these current fics

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everytime i see an osamu fic that has him talking in his accent i ascend. i love his yeehaw ass ♡

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dating nanami headcanons

masterlist

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warnings: nanamin being the absolute green flag he is(im so in love with him it isnt funny)

a/n: i love this man. i love him so much. the blueprint for my type irl. i love u namin <3

nanami thought he would never date-want to date, while being a sorceror

but when he met you, it was like a switch turned on in his brain

he suddenly fell head over heels when you walked onto the campus, as a teaching assistant who worked under gojo

you stepped into the room behind gojo, and behind his glasses he was STARING at you

everything gojo was yapping about came in through one ear and left through the other

when some people write nanami they write him as if hes absolutely bitchless and has never felt like any attraction to ANYONE whatsoever

but not me teehee :3

sure nanamins had some crushes on the past, but not so bad that he would be daydreaming about them everyday while laying on his bed and kicking his feet

it's been a while since he's crushed on someone, so he dismisses his feelings

his heart racing? too much caffeine. blush on his cheeks? thermostat cranked too high. sweaty palms? wore too many layers

hes so oblivious but also not how tf do i describe him

so observative. he saw how you shifted your weight away from gojo when he leaned on your shoulder and nanami SWOOPED RIGHT IN

'y/n-san, are you feeling alright? here, let me take you to shoko.'

oh im feral lol AWOOOOOGA

it went from being assigned on missions together, to small waves and smiles at each other in the halls, then shared lunch breaks 💔

hes so protective its sooo hot

he manages to always tuck you behind him and shields you with his body

his shoulders....his back...his arms...🤤🤤🤤

smash WHATTT WHO SAID THAT

i did im admitting it and im proud to admit it

he does the thing that like whenever someone he doesn't like comes up and starts flirting with you grabs your waist and pulls you against him

he does it so easily too its scary but so hawt of him

HES SOO OBSERVANT

knows when ans how to cheer you up if youve had a bad day

he never never wants to get angry at you

if he gets too heated, he politely asks that both of you find some time to cool down

always knows how to comfort you

you want time alone? yeah youll get some space. you want food? hes ordering it. whatever you want, he does

oh my baby. my old baby. i love him.

hes such a sleepy guy

hes used to not getting as much sleep due to him working so much overtime in the past

so much that its become a habit for him to sleep for like at most 5 hours at a time

sometimes when he comes home, he beelines straight for you

he throws his blade and blazer to the side, kicking his shoes off

and then he just lays on you

its crushing but in the most comforting way hes like a giant weigted blanket

you can't count the amount of times he's fallen asleep on you like that

he just feels so safe around you </3

im sad now

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OH OKAY IM SOBBING

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