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[blabberoo]

forgotten confession..

[maybeits-nana]

Soulaani Miku for the culture ‼️‼️🖤❤️⚜️

[tswkento]

nanami is not the type of man to sleep naked. he prefers to have a light tee and loose cotton pants that never see the light of other rooms aside from his bedroom and bathroom. it’s comfortable and it’s soft and he doesn’t think about it at all.

but it’s something he disregards after you start spending nights at his place.

he doesn’t care about it; you’re everything that plagues his mind and makes up his world and it doesn’t matter if you’re present by his side or not — but if you are, there is no way nanami can think about clothes.

how could he? the skinship, the addictive feeling of you soft body fitting almost perfectly against his, your gentle hands caressing his now relaxed body and legs tangled with the set of his.

on the first night that you decided to spend at his home; after a wonderful third date that left you and him very much hungry for more time with each other, kento timidly proposed the idea of you stopping at his place to recharge and then go home, but naturally, one thing led to another, and soon he couldn’t care less about work in the next morning or being appropriate.

the bed feels a lot softer with you in it, and when nanami moves to grab his clothes from his nightstand, you only tug him closer to yourself, moulding your body against his. the playful curl of your kiss-swollen lips luring him back in, your honeyed voice calling out to him like an ethereal siren would.

your plush tits pressing onto the surface of his hard chest whilst your warm palms roaming over the expanse of his back, and the silky sheets felt a lot more pleasant than usual.

it felts so heavenly that the thought of having a physical barrier between your bodies that would prevent him from exchanging body heat with you, basking in your affection, your oh so generously shared love, and dismissing clothes for that seemed the only way to properly enjoy your presence in his bed. in your bed <33

[demonzoro]

love a character that's like. i survived (<- not a brag) (<- this is a curse that weighs on me every waking hour)

[chloesimaginationthings]

Everyone loves FNAF music man.. even Michael

[dughole]

there should be an oscar just for saying something this beautiful and true in a movie

[tyrannosarahsrex8]

Welcome to the “whoops! I accidentally started got manipulated into starting the apocalypse!” Club. Members being Jonathan Sims and Mable Pines. They’re both ✨traumatised✨

Bonus comic

[callistoscorner]

i love my girlfriend @tourmalyyyne

[eggdrawsthings]

This is the May! Have a little doodle of my fav brown eyes duo :3

[artkaninchenbau]

A h-heartfelt reunion..?

Bonus

[my-maehem]

Elminster rockin his new outfit ✨

Thank you @lowrifaberart for that amazing tweet

Hey I made the Jojo walk a print on INPRNT… I mean… if you wanna…

I’ll be making stickers too in a bit—

[ree-duh]

Imanes next opponent reposting an image on her insta story depicting her as some kind of beast fighting a tiny little white princess…. White people will ask you if they can be racist and not even wait for a response I hope she one taps her too

[demaparbat-hp]

He truly did.

[tswkento]

no one is sexier than nanami kento taking his shirt off while ranting about his day at work. and yes, the pants are another story… anyways, so

it pisses you off how he isn’t even trying to be persuasive; he is literally unwinding after an awfully long day at work and you’re watching him while laying on your shared bed with a blanket thrown lazily over your figure.

nanami stands a few steps away, facing the open door of your shared closet whilst his fingers lazily drag over the holes with buttons in them, popping them out one by one. you bite your lip in excitement when he starts taking his shirt off, thick muscles of his back and shoulders flexing deliciously as he lets out a brief relieved sigh(as opposed to your very very bothered sigh).

you mindlessly hum to his rhetoric questions and agree with everything he says while your body chooses to invade nanami’s space, as if under magnetic pressure. kicking off the blanket, you take a few steps forward in time with him putting on his sleeping shirt and wrap your arms around his middle, face burying itself between his shoulder blades, breathing him in, deep.

kento’s movements come to a halt and he turns around in your hold, the corners of his lips curled up slightly as he gazes down at you fondly. so fondly that you even feel shamefully guilty for ogling him while he was ranting about an awful day, exhaustion seeping through his every word like the nasty thoughts about making him feel good through your brain ;))

[yennefer]

netflix is CRAZY if they think i’m about to pay for my own account when i can just p*rate all their shit 😭