#I wanna sit on his shoulder like this
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ohagi-bites · 23 days ago
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EVERYBODY SHUT UP AND HEAR ME OUT
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How the FUCK is this possible?!? KAMINARI YOU LITTLE SHIT SINCE WHEN YOU BEEN THIS FLEXIBLE
(Also not me realizing how fucking STRONG Shinso’s gotta be for this to work)
(Also also not me thinking “if he can take this on his shoulder what else can he take—“)
I need to write this— with shinkami or sanegiyuu or Shinso x reader or Sanemi x reader idgaf I need this.
Or, yknow someone else can write it and— and tag me in it TUMBLR DO YOUR THANG
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crystalline-teeth · 1 year ago
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the way i shed a single tear upon seeing this
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sparingiscaring · 1 year ago
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anyways show of hands who takes Edward's fun little Quirks (the speed, the strength, the unused to casual movement thing, the Voice Pitching) as him being experimented on in his Orphanage Background?
Cause. I 100% think That Man had a whole lotta weird stuff happen to him there, and the only way I can reconcile with. Any of that. Is by shaking my fist at the Orphanage and blaming it.
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theloveinc · 2 years ago
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Always thinking about Bakugo who lets your treat him like a cat. Who just sits there and lets you squish his cheeks and pet his stubbly jaw, cuddle his neck when you’re brushing all the knots out of his hair as he’s sitting in between your legs.
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starlooove · 24 days ago
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Anyways nothing in the show made me cry till seeing ekko and Mel sitting there alone and it doesn’t even have to do with powder and Jayce it’s the fact that they have to get up the next day its exhausting like there’s so much work to do.
#and sevika to a lesser extent#like it’s less sad for me bc she’s got a support group#like ig it’s bc this is moving up for her#she still has shit to get done but yknow#but for Mel and ekko#she’s gotta deal with being an actual ruler now these new abilities and what they mean#she might be glancing over her shoulder everyday bc what if there’s another black rose#and ekko#man he’s still gotta figure out his tree#and they still have to keep it pushing bc ok fuck playing into the council I hate that sorry#but there’s just so much fucking work to do after 10 minutes of relaxing#and it’s like#idk how to feel about arcane like idk#it feels the same a oitnb to me#commentary on no happy endings but it just so happens the main white characters got theirs#even that jinx lived theory grinds my gears bc it’s like#ofc mel and ekko got the short end of the stick. writing and fandom wise like always#and it’s like the show touches on certain things and can’t follow through bc nobody actually cares about black characters and their stories#but also if this is just expanding into wider lol lore it’s like#having the stories set up or finish in a#I don’t wanna say unsatisfactory but like in a way where it’s real#the ball keeps rolling#that’s cool#but it’s not even that it’s just. more care ig#yeah. I want more care for black characters#I wish whoever fought for cait and vi playing house or saw it as a deserved ending or whatever#someone who decided that mel shouldn’t have finished sitting there alone#that maybe ekko deserved to lay down and sleep even if he cried#like it doesn’t have to be a happy ending. if ekkos last scene was just him sobbing over what he lost it’d feel different#but it’s not in his nature to be that selfish. selfish enough to cry freely. free u my heart. 💔💔💔
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kairithemang0 · 26 days ago
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having the guy i genuinely enjoy seeming to enjoy my company and text me without me texting first is such a nice change of pace. he really does remind me of cillian (i think that's the first time ive actually used his name, but he just is getting old and yknow what he's not on here so i don't care). only like. less creepy. he's a sweet kid. like just this really great breath of fresh air in my life. and yknow what im just glad i know him. he's just such welcome company, i don't even care what he's talking about a lot of the time but his voice is soothing. he went to a museum and sent me a ton of pictures of guns and was like "Are any of these on the gun socks you have" like omg he remembered that i have gun socks i haven't even worn them to school he just remembered me mentioning them like do you know how good that feels???? idk. i just wish people enjoyed me the way he seems to more
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amys-love-potion · 9 months ago
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POV: ur polnareff and im begging for a goodnight kiss (/p)
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yukinyaminyato · 10 months ago
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real pic of me yesterday when i saw my crush starting to get up from his seat and i thought he was gonna leave:
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starshine-selfships · 1 year ago
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Thinking about taking pouf to the beach and watching the sunset and sharing ice cream with him and getting genuine butterflies at the idea
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watatsumiis · 2 years ago
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(obviously lying) I'm having a normal one about Il Capitano on the dash tonight I promise
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heartbeetz · 2 years ago
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Every time I get a new f/o I fixate on them way more than I mean to. That said: thinking about anton a lot these last few days but not posting about him. There are so many thoughts they're just staying in my brain rn.
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catherinerabbit · 2 years ago
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WHERE DOES THIS GUY KEEP COMING FROM
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29121996 · 7 days ago
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aso new discovery
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soleilapproves · 3 months ago
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Boxer!Sukuna who makes you kiss his gloves before his match for good luck.
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His team had left the locker room and it was just the two of you now. You were sitting on a bench while he organized his bag. “I didn’t know you got so many freebies from your sponsorships.” In your hand, was a brand new boxing shoe that he received from UnderArmor for a sports shoot campaign.
“Eh, they’re not really what I need in the actual matches but I use them during training cause I don’t wanna waste ‘em,” he mumbled. He seemed to be more on edge than usual. During his last match, he lost by a landslide, having a sour taste in his mouth from the experience. He blamed you because you weren’t there to kiss his glove prior to the match.
You turn to look at him staring down at his gloves.
“Sukuna.”
“Yeah?” He turned to look at you. No smiles, just a deadpan expression. You walked towards him and held his face in your hands. You could tell he was nervous about the fight even though he had won so many before.
“Honey, what’s on your mind?” Your voice was sincere and comforting for him. “What if I’m in a slump? My last match was so bad. I’ve never lost like that. What if I’m on a losing streak now?”
You get on your tippy toes and kiss his cheek. “Sukuna, you’ve worked hard have you not?” He nods. “And you feel like you’ve trained well this time.” He nods again. “Then why are you so worried? Is it because you were distracted last time?”
He sighs and wraps his arms around you, burying his head in the crook of your neck in the process. “Look, I don’t know if you think it’s weird but when I see you outside the ring, I feel like I have a reason to win. It drives me to fight better. I had a really shitty day last time and when I didn’t see you I just didn’t feel like giving my all.”
Your heart felt like it was being torn to pieces after seeing your husband sulk. “I just felt burnt out. I was hoping that once I saw you then I’d feel better.”
You hugged him tighter and kissed his shoulder. “I’m sorry, Sukuna, I promise I’ll never do that again.” You start rubbing your hand up and down his back in hopes to calm him down right before his match.
“Kiss my gloves for me?” he asks as he pulls away. You nod. He takes his boxing gloves out and places them in your hands. You leave a delicate kiss on each of them, your gloss leaving a small sparkly stain. He takes them from your hand and kisses them on the same spots as you did, maintaining eye contact with you throughout. “You’re my good luck charm, you know that?” he says as he strokes your head.
You show him a teethy grin and nod.
“And you’re mine.” Your reply made him smash his lips to yours. “I’ll be sure to win now that you’re here.” He mumbled against your lips.
No thoughts. Just boxer!sukuna
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kurooh · 4 months ago
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when choso first learns about what facesitting really is, he brings it up after a make out session that’s left you both hot and heavy. he’s tugging on your hand, practically begging you to take a seat.
“i-i’m not sure,” you stutter, unsure. “what if you suffocate or something? i don’t wanna hurt you..”
the look he gives you is one of pure need and longing. “i don’t care, just sit baby. please.”
for good measure, choso gives you a little pout, breaking into giggles and a smile once you slip your panties and shorts off. your thighs tremble as you hover above his face, eyes squeezing shut at the heat of his breath against your sticky cunt.
“mmm, that’s no good,” he remarks, large hands rising to your hips and settling lightly. “i told you, sit down.” choso’s strong, yanking you down hard onto his face; you feel and hear his muffled moan when your pussy’s all over his whole face.
“choso!”
“so, so fucking good,” choso gasps against you, holding your squirming body in place as his tongue laps and laps at your sticky cunt.
beneath you, his body’s sweltering with heat, racing through every nerve like electricity while tight pressure builds in his cock. with a glance over your shoulder, you notice his hips rutting into the air as he searches for friction.
“cho,” you sob, so overwhelmed you actually feel tears building in your eyes, “i-i wanna suck you off, ‘s not fair—”
he easily lifts you and peers up at you from between your thighs, face flushed and shining with your slick. with a shaky finger, you nudge some of his hair away from his forehead.
“don’t want you to,” it’s painful to say, because he really does, but that’s simply a distraction for the both of you. “baby,” he murmurs gently, “i want you to focus on cumming for me, ‘s all, okay?”
you nod quietly, and the gesture is met with a mild slap to your ass. “okay, cho,” the moment the words leave your bitten lips, he’s pulling you back down and greedily drinking all of you in, taking whatever he can get.
choso’s ministrations encourage you to roll your hips against his face; a light bump of his nose to your clit has you crying out and grinding all over him. that’s right, he thinks, stars in his closed eyes. he wishes he could tell you to use him to get off, but he’d have to lift you up and he doesn’t want to even breathe.
unconsciously, he matches your pace, his hips rising into the air in synchrony with your own. one of your hands slips into his silky hair and tugs; he’s your anchor, keeping you somewhat steady although he’s the reason you can’t stop shaking.
“choso,” you wail loudly, angling your hips to let him take your clit between his lips and suck, “oh, i’m so close, ‘m gonna cum soon—”
from between your thighs, choso sees everything: the parting of your lips, the way your face crumbles in absolute pleasure, the brief moment of stillness as you fully fall over the edge.
it’s too much and not enough, but he cums too.
“c-cumming, choso,” is all you can muster, riding out your orgasm on his face and tongue while his hips buck wildly into the air.
the muffled moan you feel deep in your cunt makes you gasp, pulling away at the feeling of overstimulation, but he’s holding you tight. a look over your shoulder at the right moment, and you watch as his clothed cock explodes, gushing cum and soaking his boxers.
after all your squirming and pulling away, choso finally lets you go with crescent moon indents in your plush skin and a loud huff.
“i wasn’t done,” he heaves, skin smeared with your cum. it’s glossy and messy, but he won’t think about washing it off until you’ve cum at least three more times.
“but you came and everything, i—”
choso silences you by sealing his lips against yours, and you can briefly taste yourself— sweet, just like he’s always said.
“a few more times, please?”
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toyogamii · 5 months ago
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pt. 1
“so this is how you thank me for finding his stuffie?” you tease. sukuna shoots you a glare and hoists yuuji up onto his shoulders.
“you seemed to like the little brat so much, figured you might wanna see him again.”
you grin and wave at the toddler sitting happily on his brothers shoulders. yuuji smiles widely and wiggles his little fingers at you.
“of course i wanna see him, he’s precious,” you coo. sukuna rolls his eyes, but he can’t help but feel his heart beat a little faster at how good you are with his baby brother.
you reach up and scoop yuuji into your arms. he squeals and giggles with glee.
“but i think maybe your big brother wanted to see me, hm?” you give sukuna a teasing smile. his face twists and he looks away.
“c’mon, the little brat likes going down the slide.”
he turns and briskly walks off, but he’s not fast enough for you to miss the pink on his cheeks that matches his messy hair.
cute, you think, he’s cute.
yuuji twists his way out of your arms and grabs your hand, dragging you to catch up with his brother. the little boy wraps his chubby fingers sukuna’s thumb and pulls you both to the slide.
when the two of you are finally worn out after over an hour of trying to keep up with yuuji’s energy; you both collapse onto a nearby bench together.
“damn,” you mumble, “his batteries just don’t run out.”
“heh, yeah. try keeping up with him every day,” sukuna says, stretching his arms over his head. you try to hide the way your eyes travel to his stomach as his shirt rises. you can see tattoos peeking out and his pink happy trail almost make your mouth water.
“take a picture it’ll last longer.”
you can feel your face heat up and your eyes snap up to meet his. he’s smirking and who he’s attractive.
what you can’t tell is that he’s about to die. watching you with yuuji, seeing your smile and laugh, you’re even prettier up close and not in the grocery store.
“as if,” you snort, turning away quickly. he brings his hand up and gently turns your face back to him.
“what do ya say we hang out sometime, without the brat?”
you gulp, his skin is hot against yours and your mouth feels dry.
“yeah… sounds good.”
pt.3
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