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callilouv · 2 years ago
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im the perfect height for julians booba
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lxnarphase · 7 months ago
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am i the only one who thinks teasing satoru is a bad idea?
if you tease satoru in public, he will literally pull you into an empty hallway and fingerfuck you stupid until you’re crying and begging for him to wait before someone catches you, especially since you saw nanami here earlier, trying to convince him to take you into one of the empty rooms instead. but you know he isn't going to listen since you were the one who was teasing him first out in the open–
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fallbhind · 3 months ago
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look at my baby, all sweaty n perfect
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callilouv · 2 years ago
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BRO . HOW DIDN I NOT SEE RHIS. SUNNI SO L MISSMAMAMSIR I WILL RABHHEDHSJDH FERAL . ME . I.
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dottore would kiss with such vigor btw. not letting you think, not letting you breathe between his sweet, unrelenting torture. panting against his chest, with the fabric of his coat crinkling between your fingers...he doesn’t let you go, not for a second. he's playful about it, too. because it's never fun for a cat to simply catch his mouse— no, he enjoys the chase. the challenge. the raw power that comes with leaving you breathless. he'd bite into your lower lip, purring at the bitter taste of iron that would bleed into his mouth, (those sharp teeth are not there for decoration, after all) relishing in the little whimpers that spill out of you, too. and part of him wants to laugh. because here you are— eyes closed to further savor his taste, hands so easy for him to maneuver, body caged between his own— so vulnerable within his grasp. so willing. don't you care that you're in danger?
he presses into your further, greedily taking what's his <3
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deesblanketfort · 26 days ago
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Snailsagere's 30 days of agere moodboards ★´ˎ˗
︶︶︶ Day 6: Least favorite color
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opikiquu · 22 days ago
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This elevator is not that bad i think ….💛
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nietleuk · 10 months ago
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bio lyric ideas!
>︿< “forget the future” ★ ⟡ “can we get closer?”﹙🔭﹚﹗
⌢⌢⌢⌢⌢୨୧⌢⌢⌢⌢⌢
“✒️” think i like you, best when you’re ⊹ just with me and no one else ☆≋
⌢⌢⌢⌢⌢⌢⌢⌢⌢⌢⌢⌢
🧸ʬʬ where is my friend? (=´∀`)人(´∀`=) ← the smiley!
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(★´ ^`)and then i go and spoil it all by saying something stupid like “i love you”(´▽`★)
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callilouv · 11 months ago
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WHAT
A treat for @callilouv
You’re welcome you hoe
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Walking into the tavern, you spot the one you were looking for immediately. Sitting right at the corner of the bar, leaning back with his drink in his hand, neon blue eyes carefully scanning all the patrons with a bored look on his face.
Of course, he spots you looking at him, and a smirk crawls onto his lips, setting down his drink and beckoning you over to him.
“Missed me again so soon, little lamb?”
He looks at you with a knowing smile, a devilish look in his eyes. Seems he’s decided to have you entertain him for now…
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franabz · 1 month ago
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★ Post-mission comfort
The day after missions was always the hardest, especially for you. Sore and achey muscles, constant migraines, hypersensitivity, though after having been on the Task Force for a few years now, you grew used to the early morning splintering ear rings from the unsuppressed guns, fellow soldiers shouting commands into your earpiece, and grenades falling way too close for comfort.
Today was no different, an off day in the base was the perfect grounds for hiding away from COs and curling up in your barracks while being spooned by blankets and pillows, letting a Tylenol's sink through your system to numb the aches and pains of post-deployment.
You close your eyes and let your weary muscles relax against your bedsheets, practically melting into the mattress beneath you and tuning out any distant noises or voices from behind the security of the walls of your barracks. Nothing could ruin this-
Knock knock knock
Your eyes open slowly at the sudden sound of knuckles rattling against your door, a heavy sigh escaping your lips and a small pang of irritation crossing your features. "Who is it?" You called out in a hoarse voice, the sound of your exhaustion even surprising you.
"Its J-"
"Come in." You replied before the voice could even finish their sentence, knowing exactly who it was just from their accent alone. The one man that was practically at your hip after missions, Soap.
Like you, he was just as pissy and whiney after missions as you were. Only difference was that he was much more verbal about it than you.
He pushed the door open the second he got the OK, wearing a baggy blue t-shirt and a pair of grey sweatpants, hands shoved lazily in his pockets. He practically kicked the door closed behind him and immediately made a bee-line for your bed, flopping down beside you on his belly, face buried in your pillow with a leg dangling off the edge.
You sighed and shifted over slightly to face his face-down figure, forcing back a small fond scoff. "You too?" You spoke quietly, tucking a hand under your pillow and lying on your side, facing him.
"M' fuckin' tired..." He complained per usual, causing you to fight back a smile. "Me too." You hummed languidly, feeling your eyelids growing a bit heavier in the stillness of the room.
Soap faintly tilted his head just enough to meet your gaze, his eyes just as heavy as yours were as his soft blue stare met yours. There was a small period of comfortable silence between you two, simply staring at one another, wordlessly expressing your combined exhaustion in the warm room.
Without a word, he closed his eyes and wrapped an arm around your neck, pulling you closer to him and burying his head in the crook of your neck, his forehead resting against your shoulder and his arm tucked comfortably under your arm.
You were a bit surprised at first at his sudden advance, but quickly adjusted and let out a small warm huff, your own body shuffling closer to his and wrapping your arms around his neck and carding your fingers through his mohawk with one hand.
You two have been through a lot together, that was a known fact. You two have been through life or death situations and would take a bullet for one another in a heartbeat if needed. You both grew to deeply appreciate the comfort you two would bring one another, knowing the high stakes of the job and relishing in the moments when you two could just... relax.
"M' tired, dove..." Soap croaked, his voice a bit muffled against your shoulder.
"Then go to sleep, dummy." You smiled slightly, subconsciously holding him a bit closer. He muttered something inaudible that you didn't quite pick up, though you assumed it was probably something dumb and sappy.
You two simply relaxed again one another, enjoying the cozy moment as if it was the last.
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callilouv · 1 year ago
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NO CUZ SOMEONE ONCE TOLD ME HOW THEY HAD THIS FAV ARTIST OF THEIRS AND I WAS OFC LIKE oh who is it?
and they showed me a pic of ur art and i smirked so hard like ;)) "that's actually my dear spouse and beloved friend."
ah yes, flexing every chance i get LMAO
HA??????????????
??!?@_(*)&*^!@)*!&()@
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twstrenders · 4 days ago
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JADE LEECH - Clubwear SSR Renders!
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kyoghurts · 1 year ago
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. “𝐬𝐥𝐞𝐞𝐩 𝐰𝐞𝐥𝐥, 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞” ♡
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🌱 — blue lock boys when they catch you falling asleep !
🌱 — featuring: rin, chigiri, nagi, isagi & bachira !
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RIN's focus is mainly intense at any given situation, whether he's solely focused on one thing or at multiples simultaneously. tonight, he offers himself a few chapters of a book you had exchanged with him. the room's chilly, the mercury lamp on the bedside has a nice touch of light, and your subdued breaths serve as the background noise as well as the soft flip when he turns the pages.
he'd take note every 20 seconds to catch a glimpse of you, lean slightly towards you to see what chapter you're on, and then steps back. repeating it again. you'd tug a lazy smile or huff a small chuckle here and there, for the most part, you would draw out a yawn long enough for him to consider calling it a night.
yet he resumes because look another character just stepped into the picture, he wonders, set up predictions, hopefully he might be true by the end of it. perhaps it's the late midnight that calls him to sleep, but he refuses, time is precious especially when it's with you. just a bit more, as he flips another page, he checks over to you only to see that your…eyes are already dipping.
repeated blinks, they're desperate and fighting. as if to ward off the prodding exhaustion creeping in, it doesn't take a minute for you to actually shut your eyes close. your hands start to fall off the book you're holding, and it rests right at the bridge of your nose, obstructing half of the view in which rin was peering.
without thought he gently grabbed the book from you, planting a bookmark where you left off and placing it on the bedside as you shift towards a better position, your figure facing his side. there's a miniscule smile clinging in when he sees your pretty lips slightly ajar. his movements careful as he grazes you with a kiss. rin sighs, amused but full of affection.
for the rest of the night, he forgets about his own book and watches you drift to slumber, whispering, you better be dreaming of me, idiot.
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you let your shoulders slump in ease when CHIGIRI decides to give you a massage on a long weekend. he's been bothered by how you recently crease your brows together stressed tight and your shoulders restless, clearly perturbed. it doesn't help when he asked you about it but you brushed him off as if it's not something he could be of help with, or that he could provide aid.
for one, chigiri is undoubtedly stubborn. and you're not exactly new to that detail, either.
so here we are, all propped up on the floor, just beside the foot of the bed. his hands work its way through the upper parts of your back then to the shoulders where most of the tension resides, and you sigh in relief when chigiri spots the part just below the nape, the soreness echoing through.
however, it is when he proceeds to your scalp that waves of sheer fatigue crash down your body. like a shot of realisation of overworking yourself to the bone, the result is well, this. chigiri’s fingers smooths and kneads your head with care, you close your heavy eyes to his sweet and light hums, leaning into his touch until there’s nothing you could think of but him.
He pauses when he feels your weight rests on him, confused, he calls out your name as he looks at you, and you’re out shut. you’re so cute, he thinks.
carrying you to the mattress was a pain, although it’s only partial when he could have a break from the world with you on this long weekend.
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NAGI doesn’t bother going over the same math word problem for the third time anymore. he crosses his arms and reclines in his seat, heaving a sigh. the quiet library kind of gives him the shivers, it’s way too quiet for his own liking. He looks up over the desk, gently kicking your feet under to catch your attention.
but, your arms are already crossed and your head is laying against it. since when were you…?
He checks his phone only to gape at the fact that it’s been 4 hours since the both of you have been here, and possibly while he was stressing out in his own world you coaxed yourself to take a nap, he bends forward, pouting as he sees you sleeping so soundly. It must’ve been nice, but he wishes you had asked him to nap together instead.
well, he swipes his camera on his phone, two pictures (or more, he couldn’t count) wouldn’t hurt. immediately changing his lock screen to your adorable face.
nagi can forgive this, he always does. He takes the other bud of the earphone you had on, laying his head on the desk with a smile as if this is all he ever wants in his life.
He recognises every song playing. It’s the playlist he made for you, and only for you.
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The drumming of the rain against the roof of the bus makes ISAGI drowsy, a pattern of tune soothing enough, or perhaps it’s from the intense training that's making him blink and doze? it can be both, he doesn���t bother.
He gives a cherishing squeeze of your hand in his, he whispers your name like a pledge as he glances at you. Although what met him is you and your sleepy figure, your head nodding beside the window.
“oh” he says, eyes swirling of endearment with a huff that which his hand steadies your head towards his side, to his shoulder that supports better than the cold glass window. He hears you call his name, faint and meek but sweet, he hushes you to sleep and gives a peck on the forehead.
it’s an unspoken promise, and he pours all his patience in it. just a little more, we’re almost home.
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you erupt into a fit of giggles as BACHIRA spurs on his tale of what transpired today, your chest to where he lays his head on shaking as you contain yourself. he loves having to talk your ears out until twilight scolds the both of you to call it a day, he loves making you turn to surpressed snickers and grins and you listen to him ramble on and on.
bachira's voice only settles to volumes not too loud nor too low, just soft and smooth enough for you to hear and kept like a honey little secret from everyone else. he casually traces small circles and shapes on your arm and he clings to you every so often, burrowing himself up to your mellow warmth and inhale your scent.
he doesn't see your expression, but he can sense it in the way you talk, there's a smile in each lilt to your voice that he adores so much. as he chatters on with his tale, he hears a yawn that's held in, and he falters a bit.
"go on" you cooed him, gently playing with his hair that elicits a sigh of ease.
so he continues, albeit reassuring you that both of you can head to bed already. "and then, isagi was about to pass it to me but! …"
but then, your hands settled still in his locks.
bachira took a moment to pause, he stares at you, each passing second his heart tugs him more notably. you were already tired, evident in the bags weighing under your eyes, yet you endured every bit of it just to have this. just to have bachira hold you close and talk about his day. just to have his hair being ruffled and dear god you deserve the world, he thinks.
his smile couldn't be contained as he kisses your jaw, at long last he closed the curtain and snuggled against you.
and bachira mutters, "but then i saw my love sleeping, and heh, the goal can wait."
he kisses your forehead, warm, affectionate. "sleep well, love."
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[unedited] © kyoghurts ★ reblogs & likes are well appreciated! a little tag: @yuquinzel hehe
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6wiros · 4 months ago
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im always splitting on my bf i cant control it i hate him sm i dont even want to talk to him, i hate his voice, i hate everything about him. but then, later, i love him sm, hes perfect and hes the love of my life
why why why why
im a bad person i hate myself
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fallbhind · 4 months ago
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life is so difficult knowing there people like jackles out there and i just can’t have him.
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crystallizsch · 10 months ago
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"The Royal Vizier. That would be me."
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"My most abject and humblest apologies."
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jamil viper my beloved
(full body versions below the cut + my (rambly) thought process about his outfits. if you’re curious,,,)
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as a jamil enjoyer, i'm going to have to admit that i'm personally not a big fan of his overblot design.
but i took a closer look at his outfit AND HELLO????
i'm a sucker for off shoulder outfits and his top half is just that. and the fact that the bottom half is fitted on his top legs and then flows out at the bottom ,,, i'm obsessed 😔
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i also just implemented aspects from jasmine's red outfit from the animated movie (the crown and the snake bands on the arms).
(and the cape was kind of a last-minute decision and honestly i'm still unsure about it)
overall, just a lot of inspiration from the overblot design but i simplified it to an extent.
this is essentially just my take if i were to unblot the overblot outfit.
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then for this one,,,
i thought that if jamil can pull off a dress, of course he can always pull off a suit.
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i'm less happy with this one because i'm not great at doing my own masculine outfits in general ;;;
it's (kind of) inspired by his platinum outfit and then i just used the scarabia dorm colors.
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anyways, these ideas hit me with mach speed and i did it in less than a day. and also (shameless plug) this is honestly just a sequel to my initial jamil post.
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opikiquu · 6 days ago
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…i didnt have ref for the cats.
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