#THANK YOU ARI!!!

[sashisuse]

SABÉ….. i wanna hear abt >:3333 nobasalma 1950s au. ANDDDD sashisuse…… maybe pirate au??? i feel like that’d be chaotic and fun hehe

I LOVE ALL YOUR OCS BTW. SO MUCH. i have sm of your fanart in my drafts waiting to be eaten i mean reblogged…. give them a forehead kiss from me :3

AHHH my first ever ask… thank you ari… so very excited to answer this OKOKOK

let me accomplish this ask PERFECTLY

nobasalma first!!

okay this one is a little tricky because salma has the vibes of a greaser but realistically she would be a prep because she’s from the gojo clan and they got MONEY 😭 but salma is chicana as well so… hm.. i would say she started as a preppy girl but was very easily swayed into becoming a troublesome greaser. like a mixture of both for sure. nobara is definitely a prep but she’s such an outspoken person and this is why salma is like ‘oh yes this is perfect’ and they’re cute. salma probably takes nobara in a lowrider. they’re also both troublemakers. have you MET THEM!! AHAHA i love this idea actually.

okokok headcanon for this au… salma has a very fancy baby blue lowrider that she works on religiously. salma also is always picking nobara up in the lowrider AND she gives nobara her leather jacket hehehe

OKAY SASHISUSE PIRATE AU

this one is so silly to me. so here’s my idea for it is that setsuko and suguru are the ones who start off with the ship because they’re childhood besties in almost every au so they were probably on the wavelength of ‘we’re going to be the coolest pirates when we grow up’. they get their ship. they meet shoko at some point and she’s like a healer and is like ‘lol you guys are gonna get scurvy if you don’t let me heal you wink wink’ and she throws oranges at them. LMFAO. okay. so satoru is obviously the stowaway. he’s probably some like prince in this au who longs for a life at sea. and setsuko and suguru (who are both captains. they share.) are like ‘hm… he’s cute.’ and decided to keep him. shoko is very nonchalant about the whole thing but she’s glad to have him aboard regardless. thinks the monarchy is stupid and thinks it’s funny that they ‘stole a prince.’ satoru reminds them that they DID NOT steal him but shoko thinks it’s funny. setsuko and suguru quickly join in on this joke as well. they’re a fun little crew. they kiss sometimes. I MEAN WHAT WHO SAID THAT. (was it casual when we would steal precious jewels and give it to each other as tokens of our love and affection)

headcanon… the ship is called the rainbow dragon and honestly it makes sense because the fuckers (affectionate) are all rainbows themselves. they’re all incredibly touchy and affectionate with one another but they never establish what’s actually going on between them, which seems to be a constant in every universe. regardless, they all love each other and defend one another. also as opposed to setsuko’s canon forehead scar from The Toji Incident, i think the… pirate killer??? slashed her eye. so she wears an eyepatch a lot of the time but she always takes it off when it’s just the four of them. sashisu all agree she’s beautiful regardless (:

ANYWAY!!

thank you ari for this delicious ask 🙏 i am so excited to see your reblogs on my art, i will give them all a smooch on the forehead for you i promise 🤞

AND THANK YOU FOR LOVING MY OCS!! it makes me so happy when they get the slightest attention so this is very exciting to me.

okie ask finished ✅

[florencemachina]

This is ABSOLUTELY the correct target audience

Florence Welch

Santiago de Chile 20/03/2016

[blackhyena]

Leonard Cohen!

I have to admit I don't know his entire back catalogue that well so these are not very niche picks at all but :) theyre the ones that live in my head rent free!

You Want It Darker

Famous Blue Raincoat

The Partisan

Suzanne

Chelsea Hotel #2

[devilsminion-armandaniel]

Behind the scene photo by Michal Guzi x

[emmavakarian-theirin]

FELLOW BLACKWALL ROMANCERS, I BRING YOU FOOD

[jeonsupershy]

seungkwannie with his wonu hyung happy birthday v @wonboos🧡

[seiwas]

suguru looks at you and thinks he could tell you everything.

it's tempting—how you hold his gaze when others normally avoid it. anyone else and their eyes dart away immediately, blurring him into the background. not with you though; with you, he exists in central focus.

there's a strand of your hair that's fallen out of place, and he reaches to tuck it behind your ear, quickly. it's a trick, a sleight of hand that conceals the tremble of his fingertips.

(your breath hitches when he grazes your cheek.)

the noise in the cafe is a symphony of indistinct chatter and soft alternative folk music, with ceramics clinking as the constant underlying beat. none of it is supposed to go together, but it carries the ambiance in its harmony.

he leans in closer when you speak.

you continue your story, off on a tangent already; his head tilts to the side, a finger to his temple as he nods along, lips curling at the edges fondly. this same look has made others nervous, flustered, but you seem unfazed; meeting him eye-to-eye overtly.

which isn't normal.

and if he's being truly honest with himself, none of this—what he's doing, thinking, how he's feeling—is normal.

suguru believes in secrets, that some things are better kept to himself.

but, it's one look into your eyes, at the way you regard him so unlike everybody else that has him wondering how you'd react if he tells you you look pretty instead of nice today—how you are pretty much a frequent visitor to his thoughts lately.

(you talk and talk and talk because you can never tell what he's thinking—mysterious smile matched with an unnerving stare is a combination too deadly.)

he doesn't do 'brunches'—it's either a late breakfast or an early lunch, pick one—yet he finds himself seated in a cafe at 10:27 a.m., having one with you.

the lock to his chest has been tampered with; if he dusts it off, he'll find your fingerprints, left behind unknowingly. you are innocent until proven guilty, but his lips, usually shut tight, are now slowly unzipping; it's you, the root of all this.

if he tells you he likes looking at you—might always want to—would you consider having another brunch with him? to stay longer in that suspended in-between of breakfast and lunch time?

(you blink, suguru still leaned in, listening.)

(if you tuck a strand of his hair behind his ear, will his breath hitch just the same?)

for @rinniessance; a lil birthday gift for you angie bby! (i might be a lil early posting this... oop!) i've never written sugu but wanted to try for you 🥹 ily you beautiful soul!! (not a birthday fic itself but i hope i gave a decent characterisation of him! 🥺)

thank you notes: @mysugu @soumies for helping me try to figure this man out 😭

comments, tags, and reblogs are greatly appreciated ♡

[petrifleur]

devotion bleeds blue

a series of shared moments between a dutiful knight and the princess he guards. he knows he will never truly have them for himself but is determined to win their heart over anyway.

contains: knight!nanami x princess!reader, sfw + nsfw works, pining, yearning, forbidden romance, angst, fluff, smut, undying loyalty and devotion <3 no particular order

request status: open!

please read my rules before interacting! minors, ageless / blank blogs will be blocked

contents:

prologue

© petrifleur 2025 – all rights reserved, do not copy, modify, repost, translate any of my works. do not feed my works to any kind of ai.

[skitskatdacat63]

Mark congratulating Charles!!! 🥹🥹

[aprito]

sos month day 18: you're proposing to me now?! / royalty “Granny Chiyo, you didn’t mention he was so…” "Witty? Theatrical? Bit of a devil? Occasionally brash and often abrasive?" “Is this…is this normal for the two of you?!”

in which the amazing @tsukihoshino makes sakura and chiyo go through an adventure that pushes them from unlikely allies to a dream team, all thanks to a certain menace buried deep in his man cave the region's dungeons. please check it out here!

underrated trio truly

[bigtreefest]

Made up fic title: What Once Was Lost is Always Found

Ohhhh, Kris. You’ve really got me in the feels with this one🥺. So angsty, but so hopeful? This one’s for all my millennials/divorcees🫡 (gosh, I can’t tell you how much I love this tho. She’s a lil long)

Based off of this ask game

What Once Was Lost is Always Found

Ari Levinson x divorced!Reader

You huffed as your mom shoved the silverware into your hands, shooing you out of the kitchen to set the table, as she finished up dinner.

Upon her return from the grocery store, she pulled you up off the floor where you were wearing your threadbare college hoodie, looking through old photos, insisting you put on ‘normal people clothes.’

The last time you had been in your childhood room this long was before you had even gotten your degree, followed quickly by a job, a wedding, then a cat. And then after building that life for years and watching it crumble before your eyes, a divorce. With nothing else left for you there, you went to the one place you were always safe: home, bringing the cat, of course. Everything just needed to stop for a little bit.

You set the utensils down on the placemats and brought the extras back to put in the drawer when she stopped you.

“No, I gave those on purpose. Make a fourth place setting. We’re going to have company for dinner.”

You looked at her with a furrowed brow, an expression she knew all too well, as you went to the cupboard to grab the plates.

“Mom, I really don’t want anyone seeing me like this right now. Can’t you and Dad just go out to dinner with your friends like normal people?”

She laughed and shook her head, checking the oven before slipping off the mitts and using them to point at you.

“At least we have friends, missy. You’ve gotta get yourself out there. Can’t hide in your room forever.”

As she turned back to the stove, you heard her mutter in that low voice she always used when she was up to no good. “And you could use the social interaction, I’m sure.”

You rolled your eyes and continued laying out the dishes while your mom debriefed you about her day.

“And you won’t believe who I ran into at the super market today!”

“Who?” Your voice fell flat.

She turned to look at you, her eyes sparkling with something that you couldn’t quite decipher. Excitement? Nostalgia? And a slight wariness to your possible response?

“None other than Ari Levinson. I always liked that boy, you know. Turned into a good man. Shame it seems like he could never quite find the right girl around here after you left. And believe me, he tried. All those young women he went out with tried even harder.”

You sighed, burying your head in your arms against the kitchen island at her mention of your high school sweetheart. The one you had left behind before going to college. The one you’d always had a little spot for in your heart. But he stayed home and you had a career to make for yourself. And by the time school had come and gone, you were engaged and had heard he’d been dating. Waiting around at that age didn’t seem practical, especially when he so willingly had given you the space you asked for, and seemingly moved on. That was a good thing, right? Taking time apart gave you an answer: if he was yours, he’d come back to you, but he didn’t. Last you heard, every girl on this side of the river was pining for him. And who wouldn’t? He was a good looking, great guy. No chance he’d want to try again with the girl that chose a new life over him.

You worked in silence, straightening out the place settings when the doorbell rang. As your mom worked on bringing the food out to the table, you trudged to the front door, preparing for the onslaught of questions and hugs from a family friend. Except when the door swung open, your eyes were met with a firm chest. You followed it upwards to a soft smile and shining eyes, framed by a full beard and luscious locks of hair. Even more heart throbbing than you remembered. In his hand sat a pie, one that you’d know by smell anywhere, from your favorite diner in town where you’d share a slice almost weekly. Your jaw was dropped, throat dry, as you stood stiffly, blocking the doorway. But in Ari fashion, his demeanor was welcoming, smooth, calming, as he spoke to you in a voice that sounded like home.

“Hey there, honey bunch.”

[detective-prince-enthusiast]

the clip ever by the way. yukamitsu stans. WE HAVE WON!!!

[aris-has-a-paracosm]

The first chapter of my sci-fi dystopian Team Rancher au, Finality’s Fault, is here! I worked really hard on this first chapter and am very proud of it, so comments and rbs (feedback in general) would be greatly welcomed!

Also, asks are always open if you wanna ask me about it, theorize, or just chat in general :)

[mayhemspreadingguy]

I did these illustrations for @beholdingthegaytimes 's fic 'It's Only Forever, Not Long At All' which is a part of The Endless Big Bang 2023.

[teddybeartoji]

therapist!sae lets out the sweetest hum when you quickly correct that the man you've been talking about for the past twenty minutes is not, in fact, your boyfriend but a mere friend instead.

stories about how good he is to you, how he's always there for you, had him questioning the relationship a little. but seeing how you wasted no time in correcting him, how flustered you became at the thought of it, gives him the confirmation he needs. the space he needs.

"i see."

a honeyed tone, way different than usual. he liked your answer, there's no doubt about it – you're in a game that you cannot escape now. good luck.

[twentyfivemiceinatrenchcoat]

bllk men who u can boss around without consequence: reo . ness . some of the others i guess