#*cutely kisses your brain*

[niluffa]

thoughts and opinions on ice skater! satoru (is this an excuse to interact... maybe)

you’ve hit the SPOT on this one. i’ve been thinking about ice skaters so much lately cause they’re just so gorgeous and for what?? so to imagine satoru’s majestic ahh as an ice skater?? SHSHSHHWHW he would be SO breathtaking <3

like, it doesn’t matter whether it’s canon-verse or modern AU, because he’s THE satoru gojo who will serve cunt every single time he’s performing.

oh, and he WILL show off when you’re watching. it starts with a bit of staring, smirking at you from his position before it starts to develop into a full, obviously not planned spins and sharp turns that could make him win the world championships—but then again, why would he need such a boring reward as a medal when you exist?

satoru is so sore, and his muscles are tense after intense hours of training—i’m sure you wouldn’t mind taking care of such a sweet boy, right? it’s your choice too—whether you run him a hot bath, massaging his shoulders to get rid of the knots—or fuck him until he’s sobbing and his brain turned into a mush. oh, his muscles are even more tense?

oops!

[mechaness]

"Where you go, I go."

[beanghostprincess]

Usopp sees some fish "kissing" and instantly goes to tell Sanji, points at them and says "Us". And Sanji is like "Uh, that's not-- They're not kissi- You know what? Whatever. I love you. Yes. Us"

[soaps-mohawk]

For Ghost's tattoo, if he had darker hair, i would have said half, but since he has blond hair, his arm hair wouldn't hide it too much. If you did go with half, i could see him having plans for a full, just hadn't got to it yet- oh and now i think of it, it the sleeve had meaning to it, i could see him discreetly adding in something for reader. And now all i can think of is him and reader laying together, reader tracing over his tattoos, and asking about the different meanings. Maybe she did this when it was just a half, and then again once it was finished, both of them flushing with embarrassment or pride when he says the part for her.

Lord anonnie your brain 😌 let me give you a smooch for this one 😙 💋

No because Ghost would totally get tattoos for each of the members of the team and once he and the reader are more comfortable, she loves tracing his tattoos, and of course she has like the whole thing memorized. But then Simon is like...well I gotta get one for her and he just goes and does it and doesn't say anything. Then one day like weeks later they're cuddling like maybe after a mission or something and she's asking him about what they mean to kind of talk him down from the stress and the adrenaline and she finds the new one and she asks like "Hey, this one's new."

Cue him turning into a bashful blushing mess cause he has to tell her he got it to represent her 🥺🥺🥺

Pardon while I scream into the void

[willowser]

willow!! same anon as before but im in love w step dad touya i swear!!! his understanding - or lack really - of a parent/child relationship 😭 so he says love you to baby girl and shes beaming and hes looking at you bc theres so much love in your house and he doesnt know what to do tbh! hes never had that! and you're beaming too, looking just like your baby!! omg the thought of him squishing baby girl's cheeks i adore him! 🥹 and the swell of love makes him message fuyumi late at night, nothing much to begin with, just a simple 'hey how are you?' but its enough!! bc even though someone else's kid is so so different from one's own siblings, you and your daughter are showing touya that yes he does know how to love and care!! and he'll pass it onto his siblings bc there's a silly thought that he can redeem himself if he can prove it to them too <3 ee so sorry for the long rambly asks!!

him. messaging fuyumi. dead and dying.

i'm imagining touya and baby-girl on the couch watching some kid movie, just him at your house because you've taken a much needed night out with your friends. and touya really tried to put her to bed earlier, but — he's a goddamn pushover; all it took was a little pleading, a little promising, and then they were splitting a grilled cheese and some juice.

hey, he thinks, at least he didn't give her all of it.

but then comes the time when she's finally passed out, head lolled back, mouth all open as she snores. and touya is beyond ready to lay down in your bed, so the minute he can, he's hopping up from the couch and scooping the kid up in his arms, adjusting her so she's not flinging around everywhere.

and she's seven. not too young, not a baby, but when he enters her quiet room — with her purple curtains and mermaid night-light; her flower rug and massive doll playhouse — he feels a bit serene. he's hugging her to his chest so her head doesn't hang and she's instinctively turned her face into his shirt, and — it's just them.

touya, who never would have dreamed himself in this position, didn't think he wanted it, and now he's being trusted to watch your kid, your everything. now he's holding her carefully and tucking her into her bed and now he's watching as she blinks softly at him.

"love you dabi," she whispers, and she doesn't even care if he answers back; she just says it, because she does, and then she yawns and turns over in her bed.

touya sits on the couch in silence for a long time after that, watching the princess movie play out, and when it's over, he calls his sister without hesitation.

of course she picks up all worried, at this time of night. "touya? is everything okay? are you okay?"

and he rolls his eyes at her, because she's so dramatic. "everything's fine, calm down. a guy can't call his sister every now and then?"

"...touya, you never call me out of the blue."

"well," he shrugs even though she can't see it, "how's it goin'?"

and they talk for a little while, about this and that. catch up on her job and how his sobriety is going, if he's talked to their dad lately, if he's going to. how mom's doing, when natsuo is coming home next, what their plans are as a family for the next holiday.

how his relationship is going.

he's trying to think of how to explain it to her. there's something he wants to ask, but he doesn't even know what it is, how to word it. what he wants to know. he just feels — lost, when it comes to you and your baby-girl and all the love you both have. he's missing something, he thinks, and he needs his sister to explain it to him because she's a goddamn know-it-all.

but headlights flash across the windows and the front door opens slowly, revealing a only-slightly disheveled you. touya snorts at the sight, how you're sort of swaying on your feet, the excitement on your face at seeing he's still awake.

"it's goin' good," he tells her, grinning as you kick of your shoes and loudly whisper 'honey, i'm home!'. "it's goin' really good, fuyumi."

[teddybeartoji]

YOU

YES YOU🫵🏾

PICK A SELFSHIP AND TELL US THE TOP THREE TYPES OF DATES U GO ON W PICTURES >:33💛💛💛💛💛

SUMMMERRRRR EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEI GOT SO EXCITED BC I SAW LUNAR AND YOU DO IT AND THEN I THOUGHT OHHH I KINDA WANNA DO THIS TOO AND THEN HEHEHEEHE HERE YOU ARE!!!!! YOU'RE SUCH A SWEETHEART I AM PLOPPING A FAT SLOPPY KISS ON YOUR FOREHEAD MY BELOVED!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! THANK YOU SO MUCH<33333333333333333

#MITORU

— AQUARIUM DATES

we go almost every week. we have named the fish. no, we can't fucking tell them apart but that doesn't stop us from doing it<33

— ARCADE DATES

we're both red in the face, panting and sweaty by the end of the night bc neither of us willing to lose. (he's fake though, he literally lets me win every once in a while just so he can pout at me smh)(and so i have to baby him)(i love him sm)<33

— HIKING DATES

these aren't like super long trips or anything but we do love discovering new trails and we love skinny dipping hehehehe and then we love coming home after the long day just to doze off on the couch together<33

[moonilit]

Aww the side story of the barbie (not date) but from Shouta’s POV, this is the cutest by @cyanoscarlet

Alliance in Pink - Side Stories, First art

[unalivedcow]

"Always on your mind"

This is my first time drawing a different perspective other than the usual front, back, and side so please be nice :)

[welcome-to-green-hills]

In contrast to the second movie, Tom and Maddie aren't taking any chances leaving their son home, especially with two more kids under their roof, so they take all three of them on vacation, complete with singing Escape From The City during the car ride

YAS! YAS YAS YAS PLEASE!

[bmpmp3]

the really beautiful landscape/skyscape animation in makoto shinkai's works tends to be the big thing i see focused on and that is understandable and deserved like the weather and lighting effects are unREAL but i do think we should also appreciate how absolute insane the plotlines of his original movies get. at least two movies with in universe catastrophes with major ecological implications. the guns and explosions. theres that one movie i havent seen yet with the guy who turns into a chair (?)

[rosicheeks]

let’s trade! you infodump to me about music theory and opera while i listen and ask questions throughout, and then i infodump about space and old canceled NASA projects? preferably while cuddling but i’m flexible 🥰

-🌸

OMG YES PLS 🥺🥺🥺

[convxction]

ooc. i love the fact that most female partners for chrom are the ones to initiate and are the bold ones in the relationship and chrom is like

we like that. we need more of that. yehaw he ho mabufu~

[willowser]

no omg it would be so funny to just sit outside the bathroom when he showers and he comes out looking like an adonis and he’s fucking SHY about it once he realizes he’s attracted to you shdvshjs absolute gremlin he is and when you shower and come out smelling so yummy and looking so soft and he can’t even touch u he’s EVEN SHYER and he’s so FRUSTRATED and he can’t even go on a run around the neighborhood about it cause u have to stay by him and u cannot keep up with his pace and he’d end up carrying you back (not that he wouldn’t love it) but shhdjsnsjs and then once he’s built a routine around u… u have to… leave? naur not happening he’s showing up to ur place unannounced but always welcome and he looks so good sitting on ur couch post shower after his patrol shift. (he’s started keeping clothes and hygiene stuff at ur place and it’s not like that! it’s not! he’s just nervous ur clumsy ass is gonna get quirked again and it’s not cause he loves u and misses seeing u first thing in the morning and last thing at night)

omg this is so cute WAAAHHHH

[welcome-to-green-hills]

You want a head-canon? I’ve got one for you.

It’s a tradition in the Robotnik household to do the star and angel gimmick. Maria often says that she couldn’t decide putting a star or an angel on the tree so she went with both. And both is Shadow clinging onto the tree for dear life.

Flash forward x amount of time to the present and the Wachowski’s say the same thing, only this time Shadow snorts. Everyone looks to him and smile and tell him to go stand on the tree because he’s both a star and an angel.

❤️🥹❤️

My heart feels so full…. My teeth are rotting over this sweetness…. ohmygodIloveit.

[screampied]

☆ cw. fem! reader, college au, first lesson, dumbification, praise, he's so nerdy, squırting, unprotected, mdni.

nerd! nanami who ends up teaching you a few ‘fundamentals’ of squirting after you end up gushing out by accident.

“oh, my,” he’d huskily croon, taking a short glance at your body that’s laid flat on his timber desk. mousy eyes zero up ‘n down your entire frame before he groans, feeling your legs snake around his slim torso. after another hourly long session of cramming your brain with pounds of boring information, you’d probably forget by the next day, you told nanami that you wanted to try out ‘penetration.’ and now, that came with you gushing straight out with his meaty shaft buried snugly deep inside of you. he grows quiet, smacking his lips as he feels your slobbering cunt dripping wetly like a running never-ending faucet. it’s almost adorable with the way your face scrunches up and you’re clawing at the buckle of his drooping belt with shaky hands. “we haven’t gone over that area yet, sweetheart,” and you’re moaning, feeling your back tickle against the scattered piles of marked papers that laid directly underneath you. “ah, ah. don’t close ‘em,” he purrs, staring as your stick-glossed quavery legs try to snap themselves shut. “let me examine the wet problem a bit closer.”

“w- was that supposed to happen?” you breathe through rushed pants, frantically chewing on your bottom lip as you watch him pull out. he’s slow, feeling your slight muscles tense and spasm as you drenched the entirety of his stilled dick with molasses of your webby slick. “f- fuck,” you whimper, and nanami’s pressing a pointed thumb down against the pearly top part of your tender clit. gradually, he’s swirling a plethora of exaggerated shapes alllll around your tender entrance, lowering his head once his turgid cock’s fully out of you.

with a placid hum, nanami nods. “don’t fret, sweet thing. it’s normal,” and you prepare a deep, heavy breath as you try to peek down, watching nanami re-adjust his clear-framed glasses. “but, do you think you can do that again? i’m . . having a bit of trouble with my vision,” and he softly presses a chaste kiss against your cunt. shortly after, a slimy dewy web of stringy juices merrily glues against his lips. “i believe if my hypothesis is correct . . if ‘m closer like thiiiis,” and you moan, feeling the cold lenses of his glasses press right up against your puffed folds. “you’ll help me solve just how much of a wet girl you can get for me this time.”

openly, nanami eyes at your sopping pussy that’s just pouring from all areas with so many dewdrops of slick. a shimmery stream of your syrupy arousal cascades down the slot of your entrance and oh- it’s so pretty. at least to him.

if you squinted enough, you could see the obscene mirroring reflection of the shiny glossed view that rests between your legs from the clear lenses of his glasses. “clitoral glands,” he starts to ramble, rubbing a thumb near the top bulb-shaped part of your twitching heat. “clitoral body,” and you moan, feeling him swerve his digit down lower. “but let’s skip to . . . her,” nanami coos huskily, and you gasp once his round thumb plugs itself inside you after just a few loose inches. you swallowed that single digit right up oh-so blissfully.

like a hidden trick of a magician—his finger disappears inside of your cunt, and it presses against a particular small texture right above your lower opening. “. . that pretty urethra of yours.”

there - that’s where you felt the exact pressure of yourself gushing out, creaming down his cock with such a vivid risqué spray.

you’re still getting over it as your jaw dangles open—mouth cutely wholly ajar and all. as nanami continues to toy with your slobbering clit, he silently grumbles whatever extra clitoris facts underneath his breath. a single finger that was tucked inside of your gummy orifice gradually transitions into two, and you let off the sweetest moan that rang against his ears.

“such a pretty pussy from an even prettier girl,” and his words smokily deepen as he loudly ‘pops!’ both fingers out of your drenched slit. it’s all puffy now, drooling from each slippery flap. nanami sits up before re-aligning his milky-covered tip against your sobbing cunt.. “mini pop quiz,” he grumbles, letting off a deep sigh once his flushed crownhead languidly slides its way between the split of your folds. you’re laid back against the desk with a pout twisting across both sides of your lips.

pop… quiz?

nanami adjusts his crooked glasses by shoving them slightly back with a middle finger before humming. “riddle me this,” and a sweet moan drags its way past your throat once he’s smearing his bulbous tip across your sticky entrance.

left-to-right and it’s hypnotic. “what is the majorly important gland of the clit that helps lubricate the vagina properly?” and nanami presses a large hand on your tummy, simpering at the cute silence for an answer. with a snicker, he tilts his head at your quirked brow. “oh- c’mon. this is easy, we talked about this two days ago.”

“t . . the um-” you stammer, the throbbing of your clit increasing with each delicious second that passed. with your mind joggling its empty memory, you inhale a moan that was desperately trying to escape from your spit-stained lips. “the clitoral glands?”

“close, but no, dumb girl,” and with a smack, nanami whacks his swollen tip against the front of your weeping pussy. you finally release that moan you were holding onto with heave after heave puffing out your chest. “try again. this time, actually use that brain for me, yeah?”

you pout, and after about four seconds you left off a whiny grump. “is it . . the skene’s glands?”

“good girl,” and you let off a needy mewl once he rubs a palm against your pussy. his personal way of praising you without words, even after calling you a ‘good girl.’

it’s a soft, enticing rub that smears the entirety of your slick around his entire palm, coating it right away.

you’re so wet - pathetically drenched that you stick your candied juices all over the prints of his hand.

“it’s very important that you know about the skene’s glands. just like how important it is for me to teach you how soaked you are,” and you don’t even realize it, but the second he spanks against your cunt once more with his palm, you’re squirting . . again.

it’s a thick shiny geyser that ends up spurting out of you with a loud pssssh! and your toes curled in ecstatic rapture. you’re whining at how sudden and abrupt it was, and nanami just shakes his head with a wry smile. a hand maneuvers in a circular rotation against your pussy as you finish your three-second monumental high. “f- fuuuck, fuck!” you whimper out the same colorful syllables through your lips as your eyelids droop.

as you’re panting, still feeling the scattered bundles of paper rub and prick against the back of your skin, you eye nanami through murky peripherals. pretty ‘n glossed-eyed, you let off a shaky puff before moaning. “did . . did i pass?”

“not quite,” nanami takes his glasses off. they were still a bit soaked from earlier, a bit of your own droplets of literal juices fogging the lenses before he gave it a sweet lick. filthy. nanami squints at your twitching body before slithering a fat thumb down your tender, convulsing pussy for the nth and last time. “think we still have more basics to go over,” and he positions his head right back down between the eagle-spread valley of your legs, whistling riiiight between your driveling, puffy slit.

“besides,” and you whine once he gives your cunt its final, sloppy spank. “my only criticism— is that, we could work on that squirt velocity a little bit more,” and he pats your cunt before staring straight at your pulsating entrance, hungrily licking his lips.

“i wouldn’t mind training her, heh.”

[groovysins]

I think it's time .