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#Adjustin myself frequently in this one bc gotta fit that underbewb window perfectly ✨#Such a cute piece tho!! Will put the unsensored up on OF shortly ✨#Love the pink/blue contrast for these#Satans knitwear#Alt pinup#Pinup girl#Pretty lingerie#My gif to you#Any tips or treats would be massively appreciated right now 💕💕#Gotta get back into that grooove#Certainly helping myself find the good vibes with shoots like this ✨#bi girl#cheeky#wlw
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Just saw the official Shueisha Jojolands colours.......
#I'm dragona stans too and yeah we lost#well at least the bright orange does contrast jodio's dark blue? that's something right guys? that helps right???? 🥹#this is the whole 'dragona doesn't wear anything pink' situation all over again.........why are we punished like this#reading the jojolands#mine#jjba#jojos bizarre adventure#text#the jojolands#dragona joestar#I realllllyyyy want to do a post on my ideal colours for the gang but I can't draw or do art at allllllll 😭#maybe I'll try to work something out I would love to be able to colour jojo#if anyone knows any good websites for this please let me know
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gave venus and felicia an outfit swap!! venus’s outfit is a little big on felicia so she looks a lil silly.. not to mention the fact that her feet are backwards oops lol.. but venus looks so good in yellow, i love this fit on her!! i also gave her the belt that came from the valentines howliday clawd doll lol.
#i need more cute clothes to put felicia in#i need to give felicia new lipstick bc i think i chipped some off argh.#i love how her dark skin contrasts pastel colors especially#i need to find something either bubblegum pink or baby blue for her#venus you will always be famous#i think shell forever be one of my top 5 favorite dolls of all time#kagey doll talk#monster high collector#monster high#venus mcflytrap#monster high g3#monster high collection#doll restyle#bratz#bratz doll#bratz felicia#bratz restyle#bratz collector#doll collection#doll collector#dollblr#fashion dolls#doll community
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new hyperfix = new photo theme YIPPIE !!!
thoughts ??? :0 had to settle for only a phone theme since i can’t change my tumblr theme 😞💔 (i gotta keep reminding myself that im a triplet acc not a billie one 😭)
#sadly my gaga theme got sacrificed in the process of making biliies …#i shed a tear#note to self if you make a new theme check ur focus’ before u start deleting pages !!#learned that the hard way 💔💔#it’s okay tho cuz we got billie up :3#ALSO the wallpaper has two more tehe#she’s one of those tap to change wallpapers :3#azul talks ✮#billie eilish#hyperfix so bad yall dont understand#love the contrast between my billie and yuqi (the theme next to billies) theme 😭#like we got pastel pink n black n dark blue#shits like night n day#yes i have a pastel pink theme it’s for my gf yuqi#if u have shit to say abt it idc ! kiss my ass
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Ok so I absolutely love your Hera art.
But
Have you considered
Pink/orange/multicolored Hera
Honestly I feel like warm colors in general just suit her so well.
oh, i don't know! when i ask people to draw hera blue, the reasons for that are: 1) it makes her more immediately recognizable, and 2) i like what it represents! it draws on existing sci-fi imagery of holograms. a projected image of someone who is physically elsewhere. it's associated with water and sky, distance and longing.
physically, i think there are two heras: there's the way people literally perceive her from an outside perspective - formless, or associating her with the hephaestus itself, which is misidentification. i love when people draw eiffel interacting with hera's cameras + monitors very much, but i also think it's clear she feels she's seeing through them, not that she is them. and there's hera as she sees herself in her own mind (and in eiffel's mind, in the finale), where... i really think she just perceives herself as an average, tangible person.
so i don't think she's literally blue, i just think it's a good way to give her a visual presence in art that's closer to her self-perception, while still communicating some sense of distance / disconnect, if that makes sense? if hera had a body and could wear clothes, i think she'd love to try on all sorts of colors!!
#hi i'm so sorry about the delay! you caught me in the middle of eiffel questions#(just moving this part to the tags for clarity but i said before like. i know you mean 'your' as in art done for me of my design#for hera. but i feel like i should still acknowledge all of the wonderful people who have drawn her for me.)#anyway. blue is the hera color to me for all of the above reasons but also that shade of blue looks great with eiffel's bright orange.#i think it can be neat if people give her an orange visor or floating screens etc. to mirror hephaestus uniforms as like. work equipment#and i would love if someone made blue + pink art of hera in like. a trans way. but as a base color to represent her... i don't know#nothing except that shade of blue feels right to me.#i think warm colors would be lovely on her! but i think even that is more effective as like. if she has a body#then it communicates connection and presence and self expression and all of that in contrast. you know.#(though i think she would like blues as well anyway because of that association with the ocean. blue + yellow's a really sunshine-y look.)#thank you for asking!!#and your icon is so cute btw. is that your dog#asks
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i told myself "no benbaro today" but then they released these bean plushies
here's albert by himself for anyone that wants him...
#tgaa#benbaro#albert harebrayne#benjamin dobinbough#barok van zieks#my art#Kind of#the contrast in their designs is very obvious here it's so cute#purple and yellow. pink and green. black (technically dark blue..) and white!!!!!#lovely
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i love that every time any character uses a phone it's like, actually them using a phone like they all have their own banged up phones with their own wallpapers and contact names for everyone and you can actually see the call/hang up/etc when they're on call and the phone menu when they have to do anything.. like it's not a big detail but there's like basically no media out there that actually does smartphones well it's always either shit greenscreen or pre edited menus that look like they were made by someone who's never seen a smartphone in their life
#sorry i just rly love everything about the way this show looks especially season 1 wooo... stone me about it#s1 was such peak camp and 2a looks so washed out and yellow in comparison... then 2b is#still yellow but they finally raised the contrast so it's less strange#and 3a/3b looks so different from all of them#i thinnnk i prefer s1? im biased towards 2b coz i was peak insane while that was airing but if im honest it's kinda ugly..#2a is the worst tho it's sooo flat and yellow#like it's FINE but to go from the really cool black & neon pinks and blues of s1 to 2a is so jarring#sh rewatch#shadowhunters
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blade gunnblade !!!!!!!!
via eliza simpson:
There are no words for this true warrior. They kill me. MMM: went in for a post show hug. Me:"ow!" Asia: "oh sorry, that's my bullet necklace." 😳........ 😍
#blade gunnblade#asia kate dillon#kapow-i gogo#eliza simpson of [angel & others in the mysteries] & [the mother line story project] & [saw ak dillon in triptych yes we're jealous]#& [princess cloudberry in kapow-i gogo]#here we also see stephen stout in the 1st pic but going ''!! surely our dear cherished blade gunnblade's back. hair's long though hmm''#only to have that cleared up by the 3rd pic thank god =']#i guess at some point blade gunnblade has blue hair & i do love that for them#i believe they're in part 3 but i have all the less information about that plausible appearance#(and of course still no info on [asia perhaps doubling roles with the longer black haired wig & ultracorp jacket in that one pic?])#one thing that would be fascinating & fun is if part 3 blade has more of part 1 kapow-i's look. the bright blue hair#looks like pink lipstick. Pure Speculation but i know the like [this is reaction to You Know How Media Is] element discussed like#part 1 thinking most [sat. morning cartoons experience; the legend of] part 2 is like when these series get sequels or just some#ep or turning point that upends its own previous established conventions. Darker more Serious / Mature Themes etc#part 3 like well sequel to That which adds yet another layer of the same factor there lol#i'm not really that versed in All This Media directly b/c i'm not that versed in / familiar with much of any media directly but#i am also not completely at sea & also one thing i could think of is like. blade is our revenge vengeance tragic anti antagonist lmao#what if after that they get to lighten up in delightful contrast to the torment & tragedy. turn more optimistic moral support bestie etc#but like i said utter speculation based on ''oh this is a look they have?'' & comments on [comments on material commenting on itself] so#could be anything! or nothing! except that it's Something enough to have been photographed a couple of times. thank god#oh hang on also we can see that that's stephen stout's character in the pic of Wearing A Black Longer Haired Wig & Ultracorp Jacket#who's to say it isn't also: yes that's blade disguised or something. underneath they have this bright blue shorter wig & Blade Outfit lol#i would cheer for that. compelling#(also noting that it didn't preclude a doubling of roles instead but; that figure Is wearing blade's necklace. makes it easy to switch to#Blade Mode backstage; makes it easy to switch to Blade Mode onstage....)#which: noted! bullet necklace! makes sense lmao. sort of#also pic 2 ft. director kristin mccarthy parker fyi. and the typical blade hair length i.e. simply asia's own.#''😳........ 😍'' soooooo true ''MMM:'' standing for ''most memorable moment:'' and also sooooo true as well#blade gunnblade is everything to me. if they died in part 3 i'm blowing this whole building up. they have bright blue hair now
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A whole bunch of stuff from @firesidetextiles shop!! The cassette tape fabric and the record will eventually go into something I make for either clown sister or my mom, the crystal pouch is for either my other sister or her partner, the bright pink whale pouches are for my nieces, the smaller fabric print is for a friend of mine, and the sticker and extra whale fabric are bonuses I am absolutely delighted by!!!!
One stop by firesidetextiles’ website and I’ve got like half my presents sorted for the upcoming “gift-giving holiday” season sorted
The pouches are super high quality, the top stitched part of the seams are absolutely impeccably even (something I never manage, there’s a reason I mostly make plushies lol), they are fully lined, and I love the colors!!! And just look at that decorative stitching on the biggest bag! Texture and color and just absolutely wonderful, I’ve somehow never considered using decorative topstitching like that but now I really really want to. I highly recommend everything firesidetextiles makes
#this is not a sponsored post I just love firesidetextiles art#other people’s art#handmade#fabric#I LOVE that bright bright blue and pink whale fabric#I have no idea whatsoever what I’ll make with it#but oh my gosh do I love it#I might make a little pouch for my rescue inhaler inside my purse#so that A. I have something to smile at any time I have to use it#and B. if someone else is getting it it will be very easy to find lol#I didn’t mention this in the body of the post but the contrast topstitching in general is excellent#10/10 color choices! I want to try it now too!
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Okay. My Magnus Archives friends, foes and neighbors. I want input.
I may be able to make this a poll maybe but I'm not sure that's worth the possibilities. Anyway, I'm rambling.
I'm making a blanket. It's a tribute to The Distortion and The Spiral. I want your input on colors.
This pattern is the design I want (this specific image credit of reddit, I need to go find it but I've seen this pattern for free multiple places)
What color ideas do you have? I want this truly unsettling, discordant. It can also vibe but .. yeah. I'm torn. I have some favorite colors (and thematically I want offsetting but somewhat meaningful, thematically opposed - think how there's a literal trope of "blue and orange morality" and how that is literally part of the weird morality in the distortion)
#i LOVE the idea of blue and orange being not quite black and white but close?#and how it'd contrast green and pink#blue also black and white for literal black and white thinking?!? HELLO???#the Magnus archives#tma#crochet#granny square#sharing is caring#if you can spread this for opinions im torn#id set it for longer but it only gives one week as an option#so there may be another poll in future
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QUIL I SAW A WHOLE BUNCH OF PEOPLE TALKING ABOUT YOUR HAIR SO I WAS LIKE WHATS UP AND THEN I SAW YOUR HAIR AND OMFG I LOVE IT AND ALSO YOURE VERY ATTRACTIVE !!! ALSO WATERMELON HAIR
THANK YOU!!! I am very attractive and cute you're so right, I hope everyone who sees me falls head over heels in love with me forever and ever and ever.
Watermelon hair!! It's been a while since my last split dye but it's so so fun to have multiple colors in your hair and just mix and match and mess around. First time I split dyed my hair I hadn't even been planning to. I'd been trying to bleach purple box dye out of my hair, but that made it bright pink, and it was a nice color so I wanted to keep it, but I also had already bought my next dye, so I just did half and half.
But this is also the shortest my hair has ever been!! And WHY did none of you tell me how nice it is to not always have to actively work to keep hair off ur neck. I've been fighting that sensory battle my whole life and this was just?? and option?? the whole time??
Anyway! Back to what you were saying! That's very kind of you to say, I'm glad you like it! I mean obviously my opinion is most important here because its my hair, but it's fun when other people life your look, too! So thank you. watermelon hair :3
#quil's queries#rainy-nights-and-fairy-lights#i don't think i've ever done a color combo like this?#very contrasting i mean (although they do go together)#i've done like pinks into oranges#and pink/purple#and blues into purples#but. not something like green/pink#and I very much like it!#green is my favorite color and I also love pink#goes so well with things#so. huge win!#one of my parents said it's like flamingo colored#and I stand on one leg a lot#so! also flamingo colored!#all caps
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Unstoppable, unshutuppable, jk you can block me. But Tumblr the site is Powerless.
I like how the grey on her shirt still has that faint cyan edge to it to add vibrancy + how well the blue and pink shadows go with her hair. Colour theory or something. Also, again, this'll sound weird but I especially like the shading on the hair at her neck and how warm and saturated it is. But I also super love how watercoloury the shading on her white shirt feels. Its so soft. She feels so pastel its beautiful. Finally, her blue background contrasts with the white/blond so well, while the shading of white/pink/blue on the blue part of her clothing also desaturates the blue so it doesn't blend in. Oh and of course her face is great too. Do you headcanon her as using makeup? Because she has some really luscious eyes and lips compared to the boys. it's pretty.
Anyway, the thing I like a lot about these is how they show off the diffs/strengths of Yugioh's style vs Yours. You still translated it really well, ofc, and I honestly think yours is better (even if too high effort for a weekly show.) Anyway, yugioh's anatomy is kinda cartoony and some of the shapes can get a lil out there. Plus, the hair is like knives. Your anatomy is more realistic and detailed (like how you translated Syo's weird little eyes and made them not weird). Also impressed by how you made Asukas nightmare of a pose work, too. The most amazing bit imo though is the hair. Yugioh hair doesn't really have strands or roots (unless ur a yuboy) so its really interesting to see how you rebuild it with recogniseable strands, crowns, roots and inclines. It not only makes it much softer and cuter, but means that you can shade with a lot less straight lines (which really nails the feeling of shading a fiber/thread/hair). Plus, the swirl of asukas hair (which isnt really possible in ygo's style) looks Incredible here!
Hnngh I love ur shading so much. Anyway. Amazing pics. Made my day.
redraws of their stills from Precious Time, Glory Days
#great use of colour with the backgrounds#the yellow on Syo is not just a reference to his time in Obelisk Yellow#but it also contrasts so well with his blue hair and clothes!#it makes him pop super well!#then#since yellow is a naturally light and bright colour#it lets you use the yellow to shade his blue hair and clothes really evocatively#it makes the piece all come together#the dashes of purple and dark blue are stunning#too#its gonna sound really weird to focus on this#but I really like the purple at his shoulder that borders the highlights and shadows#to me it like spiritually encapsulates what that technique should feel like#anyway the coloured line art is on point#his expression looks wonderfully determined#and the lil spots of blue and yellow in his eyes are top tier#the hands look so good too#moving onto Manjome who has pink#(because hes a sap (look at that blush man))#but also because it goes super well with the purple black of his clothes and hair#the faint purples shadows on his face also empinken the skin rly nicely to add that vibe#I love his clothing#the folds are drawn and shaded so well#I can feel the thickness and leathery/plastic whatever its made of#in the way you shaded the sleeve and belt sleeves#the lil dash of lighting at the top to provide a thick rim is chefs kiss#then ofc that lovely purple is back#and his smug look is top tier#finally we have Asuka#with the absolutely lovely pink and blue shading
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࣪𖤐๋࣭ — JOCK BF!YUUJI ENTRY #10. babies, lots of ‘em.
about. the all star jock has an intense breeding kink that leads him to confess the plans he has for he and his weird girlfriend’s future. ( 2.5K )
warnings. minors, blank and ageless blogs do not interact! nsfw, smut, angst if you squint, characters aged up to 20s, breeding kink, unprotected sex, cum play, praise, jock bf!yuuji, weird girl + fem!reader - the brain rot continues !! inspired by @kweenkatsuki-fics recent yuuji thirsting hehe <3
“‘mma give you babies… lots of ‘em,” yuuji slurs, his hips ramming into yours at a bruising, unprecedented pace.
beneath your shaky fingertips, the muscles of your boyfriend’s back ripple with his movements — his strength as he uses the headboard for leverage to fuck into your sloppy, sweltering heat of your sex. you’re flat on your back, his heavy and weighty body hanging over yours protectively while itadori traps you between the blazing heat in his chest and the sweaty bed sheets below. whenever yuuji gets in the mood like this, possessive and hungry for you ( and nobody else but you ), in the mood to keep you all to himself — you can’t help but succumb to each one of his touches and wet kisses.
you can’t help the way your body trembles in the cage of his muscular arms while his abs ripple against your tummy and his pelvis tacks deliciously to your swollen clit. the bed creaks beneath the sloppy affair of your grinding bodies and somehow, within the mess of sex and love, your freehands link and squeeze to ground one another. “the way you’re suckin’ me in, god, honey,” yuuji coos, his words tickle the shell of your ear delicately, contrasting with the carnivorous way his deep brown eyes drink you in when he pulls back slightly to look at you, silver chain and dog tags dangling above your hot face, as if he’s picturing you nice and full of him and his seed. “so selfish, you don’t wanna let me pull out. you want this cum…yeah?”
in that moment, you think you might cum, all because of the breathy whimpers from your lover that ghost over your dampened cupid’s bow ( wet from kisses ) — accompanied by the sensation of his hard-on bullying its way into your tight, quivering little hole. there’s a keen smile that spreads across yuuji’s plush lips when you nod your head ‘yes’ in response, you feel his excitement and desire for you deepen when the entire length of him twitches inside of you — pulsating as small spurts of precum begin to line your lewdly squelching walls.
“i knew you would, you’re such a good girl…and you’re all mine, how lucky am i? that you’re all. fucking. mine.” for a boy so sweet and gentlemanly outside of the bedroom, itadori is always sure to fuck you nasty and raw whilst making you feel like the most adored person on the planet. yuuji’s sailor-mouth-like praises are slurred and sinful, a tale tale sign that he’s already pussy drunk as he sheaths inch after inch within you. you can hardly blame him, not when your body adjusts to yuuji so perfectly — silken pussy stretching over the blue spiralling veins on his heavy cock. “mine to love, mine to fuck, mine to breed.” he tells you through seraphic gripes too.
“ohmygod!” you squeal, voice ringing hoarsely in your throat. your cunt spills honey molasses and sweet nectar against your ravaged sexes, juices intertwining with the small pink tufts of yuuji’s happy trail as his bright red tip bears down harshly on your gummy g-spot — providing him with the lube he needs to make love to you properly. “baby…i c-can’t!”
just as you moan out again, legs squeezing around your boyfriend’s slender waist — yuuji’s blushing face ducks into your neck, making quick work of marking up your skin…because if he looks at your face, the way your brows crease softly and your lips part in a gentle ‘o’, and sees the way it twists with mounting pleasure. he won’t be able to hold off for much longer, he’ll lose his mind and fuck you too hard for either of you to cope. he knows that you can take it, manage to take all of his seed and all of his love — but if yuuji snaps, he’ll be pounding into you until he’s shooting blanks.
with your hands traversing upwards into yuuji’s sea of pink curls and over his smooth undercut, he reacts with his golden eyes rolling back into the dark depths of his skull — temporarily locking away your sunlight that brings warmth to your dorm. a familiar heat prickles underneath the surface of your skin like a thousand tiny needles as you pant out your words, pleading with bambi as you look up at yuuji. “i want your cum, yuuji, i want you to…hah… fill me up ‘n get me pregnant…” there’s a feeling painfully seated above your abdomen, a burning sensation of mounting pleasure like a wound desperate to be licked and soothed by itadori.
by grinding up against him, sticky clit smearing over his tense stomach and golden abs, you think that you might garner some relief — but you only feel teased and taunted when the jock pulls his cock from the snugness of your tight head to slap his milky cockhead against your pulsing mound proudly.
“don’t say it like that, fuck, baby,” yuuji all but groans, lashes fluttering at the slick sound your cunt makes with each love tap. beads of his precum ooze over you in another form of claim, glazing you in yuuji’s scent and taste. some of it even drips from your abused hole as it clenches around nothing, desperate to be filled by all that your boyfriend has to offer. “there’s so much… s’leaking out of you. gonna have to keep you on my dick always, give you all my babies.” the rose haired man can’t even hear himself speak, not over the sound of blood rushing through his ears — carrying sex crazed hormones. certainly not over your sweet sighs that form a melody with the pap, pap, pap of your pussy as he slowly sinks back into you — building up a steady rhythm to his thrusts, like an ocean’s regular tide.
yuuji can’t stop rambling, saying whatever lustful thought sits at the forefront of his mind. having you splayed out beneath him like this, your nipples pert against his firm chest and your breasts bouncing with every forceful lunge of his hips forward — it drives him up a wall. “gonna look so pretty ‘n round when you’re full of me. i’ll put a ring on it, make you my pretty wife — holy fuck, you’re squeezing me so tight. you like it when i talk to you like that, huh?” the thick vein on the underside of his shaft presses deliciously up against pleasure spots that only yuuji knows about, never leaving you unsatisfied, not even for a moment as his body rocks passionately into yours.
tanned skin and hard muscle feel slippery underneath your trembling hands. you don’t know what to hold onto, don’t know how to ground yourself when you feel this good and yuuji’s cock skilfully dives into your sopping heat — promises of the future, a wedding and family hand in the humid air buzzing between you both but is best said by the way itadori’s body dsnces with your own, his arousal soaked signature lining your rippling walls.
“need that so bad, yuuji! need you so bad… please fill me up, i want it inside.” you hiccup and demand, hardly able to speak through it all. the bed moans and groans just like you do, every time itadori’s dick pumps in and pulls out of your dripping, greedy hole — coated in a layer of foamy white. using your elbows as leverage, you work your hips down to meet yuuji in a slick and sensual dance, clenching at every inch of him that assails your insides until delight crackles over your hazy brain.
“god, baby please…if you keep talking like that i’m gonna—“ yuuji whines from deep within his chest, the sound resonating through you and shooting straight down to your creamy cunt that clamps down on him, pulling little droplets of precum from his sensitive tip.
your next words have the jock pounding into you with new vigour, desperate to give you everything that you want. “d-don’t pull out, yuuji. inside.”
“ahh, okay,” he whimpers as his voice rises in pitch, brown eyes stinging with tears. his golden arms flex as they lift you by the apex of your thighs — dragging you back onto his cock and it’s unforgiving pace. itadori presses his forehead to yours, caramel eyes shining with tears that gleam in the afternoon sunlight breaking through the curtains of your dorm. “okay, okay fuck. okay, oh god — h-honey, i’m…fuck! i-im cumming!” he stumbles over his every word, the pink haired jock’s entire world shattering into smaller glass fragments as he finally hits his peak. thick waves of white flood your womb, hot and viscous and lighting you up from the inside out. it coats your swollen pussy lips in an opaque layer that smears along your inner thighs, pouring endlessly from yuuji’s fat cock and breeder’s balls.
effectively breeding you.
still humping at you relentlessly and not daring to leave you far behind, yuuji tacks two of his fingers to your clit and caresses it in smooth circles, searing his name into you forever. he never lets up, fucking his cum into your womb with languid thrusts — bulbous and mushroomed cockhead spurting his hot seet against your g-spot as it grazes the epicentre of your pleasure over and over again. yuuji holds you in his arms while your vision clears, replaced by only blinding flashes of white and accompanied by an empty scream rattling around in your throat. your arousal spurts out of you in generous and clear streams, nearly forcing yuuji’s cock from your tight, rippling walls — painting both you and him in your juices.
your boyfriend can barely hold himself above you as you both finally come down, flopping onto you and trapping you against the sex soiled matress for cuddles.
“we can’t have babies, yuuji,” you laugh happily, letting out a puff of air from deep within your chest once you’re finally able to catch your breath. “not right now, we’re too young and we’re still in college!”
“well duh, not right now…” he muses, kissing your jaw and your neck and every part of you that he’s marked up and bruised. “but like afterwards…yanno? a few years down the line when we both have jobs. i’m gonna be pro and you’ll be a sexy career woman. ‘n i’ll make so much money that you can take all the time off you want. make sure you’re nice and taken care of and—“
giggling, the sweet melodies of your laughter cut through your boyfriend’s wistful rambling.
“what’s so funny?”
“it’s just…you’ve really got this all planned out, huh?” you reach a hand up to cup itadori’s sweaty cheek, brushing a thumb over the rough scarring at the corner of his mouth. he leans into you, much like a cat seeking physical touch, and you scratch just under his chin. “you want to be with me for that long?”
“i mean…yeah. i want you for the rest of my life. i thought that was obvious,” yuuji manages to say while you squish his cheeks and play about with his face, sounding a little dejected. “don’t you? … don’t you want that with me?”
your smile drops as you shift to your elbows, immediately dead set on reassuring your usually confident boyfriend. “of course i want that with gou. i want everything with you, it’s just that…” you chew on your words, push them around the cavern of your mouth as it dries with nervousness. “it’s just that… i’m still so different to you, i’m still not…conventional by any means. so i just thought… by the time college was over you’d—“
“i’d get bored of you?”
yuuji looks almost offended, his pink and kiss-swollen lips pushed forward into a pout and his dark brows drawn together in the centre of his forehead. falling back onto the sheets, one of his hands sink into the pillow supporting your head as you lay flat on your back — you feel it tremble with an emotion you can’t quite place on his face. is it anger? hurt? annoyance? either way, your heart hammers in your chest and crawls it’s way up your throat. you feel nauseous at the prospect of even upsetting yuuji — especially after the loving sex you’ve just had.
a croak in your throat replaces your sweet voice, you’re not sure if it’s because of how you’d been previously screaming your boyfriend’s name or because of how nervous you’ve suddenly become. “y-yeah,” you say slowly. “that.”
“how could you even think that?” yuuji breathes steadily, the corner of his mouth twitching into a frown but you can’t bare to look at him any longer — casting your gaze to the side.
shaking your head, you blink back tears you hadn’t even known were there. “i don’t… i don’t know. forget it, pretend i never said anything.”
itadori bends at the neck to reach you, tutting into the air as it cools down and loses its feverish taste for lust. his nose bumps yours, the pair of them becoming neighbours while his breath coasts across your face almost comfortingly.
“when i say i want you, i mean it. forever,” he confesses, like a reflex, like the natural reflex that his brain has to make his heart beat. “i want you to be my wife after all this. you’re not just some college fling to me. i want to buy you a house, a big ring, keep you comfortable for the rest of my life. i decided on that when i first met you,” a calloused finger and thumb tilt your chin to the perfect angle, making you look at him, your gaze falling into a mahogany one belonging only to your doting partner. “i don't care how long it takes to prove this to you… but you’re the love of my life, so have a little faith in me. okay?”
yuuji takes your hand in his, placing your palm on the left side of his chest where the muscle keeping him alive races for you. the only girl in the room. the only girl in his worlds. his dog tags jingle at the movement but his eyes on you remain unwavering and so full of commitment. you’d be stupid not to believe him now.
“okay,” you affirm sweetly, tilting your head a little further in a silent ask. you want a kiss. “i love you, yuuji.”
“and i love you right back,” he mumbles against your lips without skipping a beat, slotting your mouths together perfectly in a gentle chaste kiss. “now baby, please stop asking me to cum inside, you know i can’t help it and we can’t have babies just yet,” yuuji whines and collapses on top of you with a huff.
“you’re the one who said you wanted to give me babies!”
“and you’re the one who keeps feeding into my breeding kink, let’s not get it twisted here!”
and all throughout your playful bickering, yuuji stays nestled deep inside of you — keeping you plugged full. of both his cum and his love.
꒰ end. — all rights reserved © tteokdoroki 2024. do not copy, repost, translate & recommend elsewhere.
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how i met your mother — gojo satoru
contents. fluff, meet ugly, established relationship, highschool!gojo in flashback, gojo just loves his wife and everyone is sick of it
notes. this is apart of my indulge me series but everything can be read as a standalone!
“you forgot to give me a kiss this morning,” your husband pouts from your lap before puckering his lips out, “i’ll need a thousand more to compensate!”
just a couple meters away from you, paper crinkles harshly as nanami, your fellow colleague, flips the page on the newspaper he’s reading. you hear a heavy sigh leave his lips. “i missed it when you both hated each other,” he readjusts his glasses with one hand tiredly. he’s disappointed, but not surprised with satoru’s behavior.
this comment causes itadori, who happened to be hanging out in the teacher’s lounge to perk up.
“gojo-sensei and gojo-san hated each other?” he sits up straight on the couch. the pink haired boy looks between you and satoru, who is purring happily as you play with his hair. “i can’t imagine that..” he mumbles quietly. he was, unfortunately, a first hand witness of gojo’s love for you.
the white haired male that was comfortably nestled in your lap looks up at you, “ah! she tried so hard to resist my charms, but this handsome face won in the end!” his loud boast leads you to cover his mouth with the palm of your hand.
“that couldn’t be farther from the truth,” you press your palm harder against his mouth, determined to silence his protests.
nanami easily ignores his senior’s muffled whines while itadori looks at his sensei in pity. marriage must be tough, he thinks.
you only lift your hand off of his mouth with a shriek when satoru decides to lick your palm. he smirks proudly at himself causing the other two males in the room to grimace at the strange display of affection.
“darling, you hated me?” his eyes blink up at you innocently, blue eyes on full display. you purse your lips together, resisting whatever game he was playing at. from the moment you stepped into the lounge with him, he insisted on taking his blindfold off. he argues that he has to see you with his own eyes or he’ll die. you argue that he’s dramatic. nonetheless, satoru was cute so you’ll let him get away with it.
“hate is a strong word– i just didn’t like you very much. we got off on the wrong foot, might i remind you.”
2005 — year one at tokyo jujutsu tech
meet at 1 chome-1-1 dogenzaka, shibuya city, tokyo
that was written in the letter addressed to you from yaga. the bustling streets of tokyo, filled with the cacophony of hundreds of conversations and the rush of oncoming traffic, were a stark contrast to the serene country life you had enjoyed.
the sheer mass of people in the street made it nearly impossible for you to spot your teacher and future classmates, but the heavens above must be on your side because you spot a dark uniform in the corner of your eye, similar to the one you’re wearing.
a jujutsu tech uniform! without wasting a second, you weave your way through the crowd to the tall figure. upon closer inspection, you find that it was a boy with snow hair, a juxtaposition to the dark fabric of his uniform.
“excuse me, but are you by any chance from–” you tap on the abnormally tall frame from behind.
“not interested.” he doesn’t spare you a glance before walking away. it takes you a minute to process what had just happened. did he just–? that must have been a figment of your imagination. you feel as though you were shell shocked.
another voice joins the conversation, “oh, gojo, you found her.” it was another guy with a uniform just like the white haired boy and yours. he has notable bangs, you think.
“did i? she must be a real weakling. i couldn’t even sense her cursed energy,” gojo now turns back to look at you.
a surge of irritation courses through you, your grip on your skirt tightening. this guy must be some spoiled brat that came from a special lineage. you shoot him a sharp glare from the corner of your eyes, only to find out that he too had a sharp gaze on you.
a low whistle comes out of his mouth.
“oh,” there is a noticeable change in the tone of his voice. from your peripheral vision, you notice him take off his round sunglasses. “hey.” you want to laugh.
out of pure pettiness, you recycle his previous comment, “not interested.”
thankfully, another student arrived, this time it was a girl with short brown hair. she waved at you politely, to which you happily smiled. it was nice to know that there were some people left in this world with manners.
soon after her arrival, yaga comes.
“hello, i’m [last name] [first name] from kyoto. please take care of me!” you bow before everyone but gojo or whatever his name is. you come to find out that mr. bangs is actually geto and the pretty girl is ieiri.
“you didn’t tell me she was hot,” gojo not-so-quietly whispers to geto. the hand over his mouth is in vain because you can still hear him clearly. both ieiri and geto make a distasteful face.
you look around confused. it’s not everyday you receive such a brash compliment, “...thank you?”
there’s a slightly horrified look on gojo’s face when he realizes that you had heard him, but he recovers quickly, replacing it with a cheshire grin.
“say, have you been to shinjuku? i’m sure a country bumpkin like you wouldn’t know, so allow me to–”
there’s only so much patience in your body. with a deep breath and your best passive aggressive smile, you utter, “no thanks.”
he blinks. once. twice. you assume he is not used to rejection with the way he has yet to process it.
a soft chuckle leaves his mouth, “playing hard to get, i see. i like a challenge.”
“that’s not really the case.”
“one date,” he announces with a playful smirk, raising a single finger in emphasis.
you’re on the verge of shaking your head in rejection, but before you can, yaga intervenes, swiftly and unceremoniously slapping the back of gojo’s head.
“kids these days,” he mutters under his breath while gojo rubs the wound painfully. you snicker.
gojo straightens up when the sound of your laughs reaches his ears. his eyes track the sound waves back to your face, only to be disappointed when he sees that your attention is on geto.
unlike gojo, geto was trying to salvage what was left of a good first impression. the black haired male smiles awkwardly, leading you away from his strange friend, “so you’re from kyoto? why didn’t you attend the jujutsu tech there?”
from behind you, there’s an incredulous, “eh? and lose a beauty like that to the kyoto guys?”
you’re nearly certain that a blood vessel is about to pop. but you swallow your frustration, choosing to answer the only sensible boy you’ve met today.
“i’m trying to avoid clan matters, so kyoto is the last place i want to be,” you explain to geto who nods understandingly.
what you don’t see is the sneaky wink he sends back at a fuming satoru.
2018 — present day
your recollection must not have been accurate, because your husband is sulking by the end of your story.
“hmph. that’s not how i remember it.” he crosses his arm with a huff.
“how do you remember it? do tell.” you look down at him. there’s a cheeky glint in his eyes, like you’ve just walked into his trap.
there’s a cheeky glint in his eyes, like you’ve just walked into his trap. “i remembered cherry blossoms falling and more hearts floating around,”
you smack his shoulder.
“be serious!”
he waves his hand in the air to stop your playful attacks, “fine, fine!”
you know that he’s secretly enjoying the attention.
“well, i’m quite the looker so it was common for girls to constantly gush over me y’know?” he grins. you did not find that amusing, retracting your hands from his hair. he immediately grabs your hand and places it back on his head.
“let me finish!”
you resume your handiwork on his head reluctantly. “go on.”
there’s a content smile on his face, “i thought you were just trying to hit on me! it was only after i took a good look at you, i realized that you were totally hot.”
“i can’t believe i married you.” you roll your eyes, but there is no malice behind the action.
“hah–” his mouth is wide open. “i’m a total catch, ya’ know?!”
“mhm, yeah. you are a catch toru,” you coo while pinching his cheek and he blushed furiously.
the two of you are too engrossed with each other to notice the horrified look that has settled on nanami’s face. one peaceful afternoon, he thinks. one peaceful afternoon is all he asks for.
extra notes-
yuji respects gojo as his teacher, but he still can’t believe that gojo was able to pull you.
there have been multiple occasions where you had forgotten to give satoru a goodmorning kiss, each time he finds you and forces you to actually give him a dozen to compensate. it doesn’t matter if he was on a mission or teaching (he’s annoying like that).
gojo’s the pride of the gojo clan so he was spoiled rotten, hence the reason why he was so sure you were into him.
this is only the start, as your high school years go by, he only falls harder.
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Ken's progression OUT of color
This is kinda a cornplate thought that I had nowhere else to put but I love how in the Barbie movie(SPOILERS), Ryan Gosling's Ken's outfits symbolically showcase his "descent" into full patriarchy mode over time.
At the beginning of the film Ken's beach outfit (his default) has an equal balance of pink and blue. Pink is obviously Barbie's color, and shows Ken as fitting well into the femininity and style of Barbieland, while blue could be argued to be Ken's color (a scene later when he's especially confident features him wearing all denim blue, and the stereotypical gender of these colors, especially when found in kid's toys, supports these basic binaries as associated with these colors).
When Ken decides to leave Barbieland with Barbie to delve into the outside world, his color scheme goes full pink, desperate enough to be with Barbie that his attire reflects how dependent his identity is on hers at this stage.
However, it isn't long before Ken's exploration of the real world leads him to exciting new discoveries about the patriarchy and what it can do for him. Here he is introduced to a newfound sense of self independent from barbie, and while he still carries a pink scarf around his neck, the rest of his outfit has devolved into black and white while hers has remained colorful. As he pursues this new-to-him idea further, his worldview is becoming less unique, pretty, and vibrant(in addition to becoming much more masculine).
It is only his scarf that ties him to Barbie now, and upon making the choice not to follow her to Mattel, he becomes fully independent, losing the scarf and any trace of pink in his attire the next time we see him in his mojo dojo casa house coat and beach off outfit underneath.
In his most masculine moment during "Just Ken", he and the other Kens all wear a uniform of the most traditionally male ben shapiro outfit ever: A T-Shirt, belt, and dress pants. All black(and no white either to contrast like the previous 2 outfits). It's fitting that the Kens, in their destructive warpath, imagine themselves as perfectly cleaned up yet violently masculine dancers in their heads, their outfits devoid of all of the flair and character of Barbieland.
(excuse the shitty picture) After Ken has his little self-growth moment, his new sweatshirt reflects the changed and much more balanced man he has become, much more accepting of himself and a life where he can co-exist with Barbie without being with her. This outfit is again an almost perfect balance of pink and blue, both sides of Ken now a bit more at peace, his colors not pushed out by the LITERALLY black hole of toxic masculinity.
The color scheme also matches the roller blading outfit, so perhaps it shows a somewhat intermediary stage of Ken's development wherein he is still attached to and at peace with Barbieland, but where he is starting to become more independent as well. anyway these are all fun and i genuinely have no fucking idea why Mattel didn't cash in on literally making dolls of all the characters and their outfits these would be so fun to own
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LIFE IMITATES ART - LN4
summary : a favorite painting of a hurried kiss meets two strangers who’s friends loved to torture.
listen up : shy-ish reader lol
word count : 801
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The kiss.
I stand in front of the painting in a blue top the same color as the woman’s dress.
Oil on Canvas, it reads.
My friend touches my arm and makes me jump, “You and this painting…” she shakes her head, crossing her arms and facing it, “I just don’t understand. It’s… plain.”
“Plain?” I scoff, “It’s a work of pure beauty. The work of shadows and body positioning… It’s just amazing to me. I haven’t even mentioned the ominous sort of mystery of the dark corridor, it just makes you realize that to tell a story it doesn’t need to be written d-” I turn to my friend except she’s replaced with a curly haired brunette man. “Oh.”
He’s looking at me fondly, like he had been listening, “Don’t let me stop you.”
My hand goes to my necklace, “I’m sorry- I was talking to my friend and she…” I look around to see her speaking to a tan dark haired man, “She’s distracted, per usual.”
He chuckles a bit, “My friend gets distracted easily as well.” I turn back to him, british, I can hear it in his voice. “Especially by beautiful women. Something we have in common…” I ignore my face heating.
Turning back to the work as he looks at it with me, “I’ve always wondered about the shadows as well… I'm not close to an artist but I can tell what this one was trying to say.”
I bite my lip, “And what do you think that is?”
His hands go behind his back, his red sweater shifting as he moves, “That they’re running out of time, that something is coming.”
I nod, he took the words right out of my mouth, I turn to him, examining his face from the side. Hes tan, with a slight cut on his oddly perfect nose, when he smiles, a bit of a dimple appears.
“I’m Y/n.” I say quickly.
He turns to me, “Lando.”
“Lando?” I say, “interesting name.”
His eyes narrow, “In a good way?”
“We’ll see.” I shrug. My friend hurries back over to me, speaking much too loud for a museum.
“Y/n! You two are matching the painting!” She points to Lando and I’s clothing and I realize the colors really do look perfectly like the painting, “Kiss!”
“What?” I actually laugh at her words.
“What she said!” Lando’s friend cuts in, “Be brave, Lando!”
Lando scoffs, “Don’t act like I've never kissed a woman.”
The friend just shrugs and Lando rolls his eyes, “Kiss!” they say again.
“I don’t even know him.”
“Lando, introduce yourself!” the friend hits his arm.
“I did!” Lando protects himself, “We’re acquainted, leave her alone, Carlos.”
I glance at him but he’s staring daggers at Carlos who’s just grinning. My friend pulls out her phone, holding it up, “Kiss.” she says again.
She eyes me and I know I'm screwed. When we came to Italy I said it was my mission to do something out of my comfort zone. This is definitely out of it.
I take a second, then breathe, “Fine.” I face Lando who looks genuinely shocked.
He leans down a bit, whispering, “Are you sure?”
His proximity makes me nervous and I need to stop overthinking this, “Yes. It’s my favorite painting. Life imitates art, right?”
He just laughs and cups my face in his hand, leaning in close slowly, his eyes flicking to my lips. I give him one last nod of approval and his lips meet mine in a soft and tender way.
His skin is warm against mine, the cool of his rings press against my jaw, directly contrasting that. He holds me the same way the man holds the woman in the painting.
I hear our friends giggling and he’s off me in a matter of seconds. He looks a bit flushed and I know my cheeks are matching the pink of his.
“You’re a good kisser.” He whispers before turning back to our friends and asking for the picture.
Carlos alerts Lando that they have to go, “Like, five minutes ago!” The Spanish man says.
“Shit! Sorry.” He looks at me kindly, “It was nice meeting you- and kissing you…” He laughs a bit and a smile tugs at the corner of my mouth.
“You too…” That’s all I can say before he is running out the door.
“Damn.” My friend crosses her arms, “They were hot.”
I get the DM while laying in bed, sighing to myself about the boy who let me check off something from my Italy bucket list. My heart rate has never spiked so high.
One message request - LANDO NORRIS
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