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If Tattoo's hasn't already kissed this adorable boy, then he really is God's strongest solider because I would have already married Aran and plotted his father's murder. Look at him being all cute on a random weekday for no good ass reason!
#aran is adorable#I don't care about his wrongs#because he is doing everything right for me#I want to cuddle him in bed#and smooch his cheeks#jack and joker#I love him a lotta your honor
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peak kitty behaviour
#one piece#one piece live action#one piece netflix#dracule mihawk#my art#one piece fanart#i just want to hold his cheeks and smooch him in this scene hes so cute
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Stitches
Sukuna has never made you wait for him.
He was always on time, always there before you, and if circumstances arose where-in he couldn't be, you always knew an hour before. You were never left to wonder or worry.
If Sukuna says he'll be there, he's there.
So when you wake up to his cold and empty bed, after hours of waiting for him to return home from work, you want to assume the best case scenario.
He's just working late, you assure yourself when your eyes find the clock on the nightstand and it tells you that it's two o'clock in the morning. Maybe he was so entranced in whatever he was tending to that he had forgotten to call you and tell you he'd be late. It had never happened before, but there was a first time for everything.
You try not to trip over your own two feet on your way to the bathroom, ignoring the dread that immediately darkens your thoughts upon checking your phone for the hundredth time that night.
No call. No text... Did he tell you in person earlier in the day and you had simply forgotten?
What if he's hurt?
You round the corner of the hallway.
What if he's in trouble?
You're so lost in your thoughts that you don't even register seeing the bathroom light peeking out from under the door.
You push it open.
What if he's-
Standing over the sink, dripping in blood, and using a fishing line to sew up an enormous gash splitting into his side?
You're frozen in the doorway.
Faced with the unfortunate answer to the questions that had been progressively plaguing you the entirety of the night. Shock grips your throat and has a cold sweat breaking out over your skin.
You haven't seen him so roughed up since the two of you were in high school. Sukuna, always hungry for a test of strength, had often walked you home with a bloody nose or a ripped open pair of knuckles, but this would be the first time you've seen him look like he just rolled out of a fight club ring.
He's taken off his suit jacket and his usually pristine white button down has been torn to shreds. The pieces that are left of it have adhered to the deepest of his wounds, soaked in crimson. He's holding up the hem of his shirt with his teeth, glaring down at a particularly large slice in his torso as he feeds a needle into the skin and puts himself back together again. One of his eyes is swollen and there's a small cut to the side of it. You can tell that he'll have a black eye come morning. Sukuna must see you in the corner of it, because he suddenly turns to look at you. The edge of his shirt falls out of his mouth, but Sukuna doesn't seem to notice, too surprised by your presence.
The two of you take each other in. Silently appraising the situation.
Before you can react, his surprise is already morphing into a resigned, disappointed sigh.
"Aw shit."
"What the HELL?!" You don't recognize the voice that escapes you in your panic. Raspy from the sleep still coating your throat, disjointed as your tonsils remember themselves and yet forget how to operate in your shock. You're across the room in a flash, nearly tripping headfirst into him in your haste. "What happened?! Y-You're hurt. Why are you hurt? Jesus, that looks so bad- oh my god. 'Kuna-"
"Shhh," He's hushing you. You're close enough for him to reach out with his free hand and pull you even closer, he doesn't seem to notice the streak of fresh blood he leaves behind on your wrist. "It's not as bad as it looks."
"You're covered in blood!" You whisper in horror, you search his eyes for even an ounce of alarm, and find only his usual nonchalance lounging there. As though this was nothing out of the ordinary.
He even looks down at himself like he wants to refute you, but when he picks up the collar of his shirt, finding the shredded pieces of what remained of it, he seems to think better.
"Little bastards didn't do half bad, actually." He mutters to himself. He almost sounds... impressed. "Any deeper and it could have really been a pain in my ass."
"What happened?" You ask again, desperate.
"Just some kids waiting outside of the office." He rubs at the back of his head, and you notice another small cut there over a raised bump that seems to be swelling at the base of his skull. It must be tender, because he grimaces when he grazes it. You do too, just from watching him. "Trying to make some pocket money off of me and Uraume. They should have at least waited until we were both alone." When he pulls his hand away from his head, there's fresh blood glistening on his fingertips. He sucks his teeth. "Amateurs."
You take a deep, steadying breath- willing your heartbeat to slow.
You were the one who decided to fall for a man constantly looking for a good fight. At this point, you had only yourself to be disappointed with.
Without another word you turn your back to him and head straight for the shower. You needed him to wash off. You wouldn't be able to tell which parts of him needed attention in the mess that was currently coating his skin and you were already preparing mentally to tend to him. You spin the dial to ‘hot’ and turn back to him, trying your best to glare. You didn't think it was working very well. Especially because he's smiling softly at you.
"Get in." You command, pointing to the tub.
Sukuna scoffs softly, turning back to his needle and fishing line.
"It's fine.” He brushes you off. “I'm just going to rinse the cuts as I go-"
"Sukuna." You don't mean for it to come out as demanding as it does. Sukuna was hurt. You wanted to be gentle with him, but you can't help how overwhelmed you are at the sight of him battered to such a degree.
He slowly lifts his head like he was giving you time to think about the way you had just spoken to him before he meets your eyes again. You're too roused to take it back. "Get. In."
You can tell in his momentary silence that he doesn't recognize this shade of frustration on you. He's watching you like he's trying to take in every detail of it. Engrave it into his brain. Part of you is reminded in that moment that it wasn't Sukuna's anger you were in risk of pushing, but rather his excitement.
He folds up the fishing line and loops it around the sewing needle, placing it onto the counter without turning to look at it.
Your unrelenting stance falters a bit as he crosses the room after you, unbuttoning his dress shirt as he goes. His eyes never leave yours, testing your will.
When he makes it to you, he's brimming with pride. His belt clinks when he unloops the first notch.
"Yes ma'am." He purrs.
...
An hour later, he's as clean as he can be and sitting on the closed lid of the toilet seat. You're perched in his lap, having already finished stitching shut the larger wounds that needed it. Now you're down to the last small cut left, which is on his cheek. It didn't require much attention, it was a tiny graze compared to the rest of the gashes you had tended to.
You can feel Sukuna watching you with a smitten little smile, like you had just spent the past hour silently telling him how much you adored him with your gentle but stern touches.
It ticks you off.
"Stop looking at me like that." You mutter, pressing the last of the steri-strips against his skin.
He doesn't even pretend to stop. You refuse to meet his gaze as you do a final examination of your handiwork. Finally, with him properly patched up and without a single drop of fresh blood in sight, the pain in your heart eases. He was okay.
"...Why didn't you have Uraume help you with this before you came home?" You pretend to reassess one of the gauze strips on his bicep, but it's really just an excuse to nervously pick at the cotton while you're underneath his gaze.
There were plenty of people at the office who knew how to deal with wounds to this severity, professional medics that could have sewed him up twice as fast and sent him home just as clean as when he had arrived. So why did he wait so long for help?
Sukuna hums and his bandaged knuckles glide up and down the outsides of your thighs. "Maybe I like watching you play nurse."
"Kuna~" You groan hopelessly, letting your head thunk against his shoulder. "Quit teasing. I'm mad at you." You announce.
It only serves to widen his grin, which you can feel pressed against your hair as he kisses your forehead.
"But you're so cute when you want to be mad at me." He mocks your tone of voice and chuckles when you press your thumb into the bandage on his bicep in an attempt to punish him-just a bit.
Quickly, he snatches your hand, locking the both of your fingers together and gently nudging your head with his own. Silently asking you to look up again.
You're trying your best to pout at him, but you're surprised to see softness where you expected to find mischief in his expression. There's a warm fondness to his gaze. One you usually only see him wear when he's watching you talk about something you're particularly passionate about.
"I'm sorry I made you worry." The genuineness of the statement softens the hard lines of your face. And just like that, you completely forget that you’re supposed to be mad at him. His fingers trace the space between your brows where he had just made an angry knot disappear. "I do hate it when I do that."
Maybe it was a tactic to get off the hook. But it was a good one. It even has you feeling guilty for being hard on him.
"I don't like seeing you covered in blood." You whisper, finally meeting his eyes. The glimmer there is triumphant.
"I'll hose off out front next time, how's that?"
You bite back a laugh at the image, trying to keep your stern disposition. You lean in, so as to impart the severity of your tone. "No next time."
Sukuna leans in closer, "And I'll have to get you a nurse's outfit."
"No next time!"
You were in love with the epitome of mischief. There was always going to be a next time.
#sukuna#jjk#jujutsu kaisen#sukuna x reader#sukuna x you#ryomen sukuna#fluff#I just want to give him a bath#and wrap him up in a towel#and smooch his cheek#Kuna has been bloody for months at this point#tw blood#short and sweet
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CHAT SEND HELP WHY IS HE CUTE?!
#dogman movie#dogman#dog man#dogman cheif#WHY IS HE BBG?! I DON'T UNDERSTAND#AAAAAAAAAAA#I WANNA SMOOCH HIS CIRCLE CHEEK#WHY IS SO FUCKING HOT#AFAISGWUAHQOAGAJAK
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he looks like young rdj here and I'm drooling
#HE'S HO CUTESY#I WANNA SMOOCH HIS CHEEKS#he looks like a hot nerd#the sluttiest thing a man can do is wear glasses#and he's done it#he's so pookie#i love himmm#franco colapinto#fc43#formula one#formula 1
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Your new icon??? Swoon~~~~
eeeek thank yoUUUU (´▽`ʃƪ)♡ hes my sweet cheese.. u can see i was impatient i just wanted to use it already LOL
#mine♥#simon ghost riley#simon riley#i truly feel that he is my girlfriend dot jpeg#mail♥#the full sketch of this has dovelynn smooching his cheek n pulling his mask off his head.. we can use our imaginations
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Wasn’t gonna post this because it’s only semi-UT related, but. I really wanted to lmaooo— here’s my faeu self insert (post-turned-fae!)
Faeu is by @/antlered-prince
#myart#self insert#self indulgence time#the wings were super fun to draw#anyways ignore the doodles alsjjsjsjs#I didnt realize I was going to post this when I drew it and I’m too lazy to edit them out#anyways ummmm can we talk about faeu dream?#maybe it’s because I’m going through a major Dream phase rn but I adore him#he’s so nice but so intimidating OUGH#And a liar to boot…the only one#I want to go in his brain (or the equivalent) and dig around in there until I understand exactly who he is#and then maybe smooch him and help him through a character arc hehehe#also I wanna squish his cheeks when he smiles have you seen his smile?? definit#ly suspicious but incredibly endearing all the same#I’m eating him as we speak#I adore all the other fae skeletons as well ofc!! again - dream is just on my mind atm#especially slightly evil/morally ambiguous dream#anyways I’ll be off! have a wonderful day/night if you see this and even if you don’t :)
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champagne showers for the captain 🍾
#aleksander barkov#sasha barkov#florida panthers#panthers#nhl#nhledit#hockey#panthers lb#hockeyedit#meg.cats#meg.gif#meg.all#scp24#OUGH..... look at his little face....#i'm smooching him on his very bitable cheeks
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Assorted Dales for your viewing pleasure
#dale kobble#longlegs#longlegs movie#longlegs art#I love all of his little outfits in the film so much#wanna just pinch his cheeks and give him a smooch
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just want to say your narrator design is really pretty and i would give him a little kiss platonically
#that little guy is you by the way#the stanley parable#the stanley parable art#the stanley parable fanart#tsp art#tsp fanart#tsp fandom#android’s insides#tsp narrator#tsp stanley#the stanley parable narrator#the stanley parable stanley#meet and greet AND you get to smooch his cheek#I get to draw you with red teeth. You get a lil kisskiss. Issatadeal?
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he smiles like a dog in a shelter with a “beware” “don’t put your fingers near cage” sign.
#and i love it#wanna press a comical big ol smooch to his cheek#opla#buggy the clown#opla buggy#buggy opla#jeff ward
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Some guy I found, sad boy eyes. Smash or pass?!
call him Whack A Mole because I’m smashing this man
#holding his hand aggressively /affectionate#smooching his cheek so hard it leaves a hickey /cutely#staring into his miserable wet cat eyes#ask game#smash or pass#smash
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Jesse making sure everyone knows who Jere's og boyfriend is 😏
Käärijä gig at Backstage, Munich, 10.10.24
📸 by me. Please don't use without permission
#Tasting Jere's sweat from his finger is a move#And groping his ass#And giving him a smooch on the cheek#Ok Jesse we get it#Käärijä#jesse voss#Jerse#Käärijä Munich gig
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i miss him a lot and think about him all the time actually.
#he always has that mischievous smile#like he’s up to something#and i need to smooch his cheeks and his forehead and his nose#plain clothes josh has my heart#but don’t get it twisted. i love jumpsuit josh just as much#i just love josh ok#josh my angel#josh kiszka#greta van fleet#jake kiszka
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future mr and mrs tims on their first date 💐
#delicious in dungeon#dungeon meshi#anime#chilchuck#chilchuck tims#first things ive drawn in MONTHS and its bashful chilchuck getting a smooch on the first date#you cant tell because i cropped the picture but future mrs tims is standing on her tippy toes to reach his cheek to smooch#their legs came out weird so i just decided to crop it lol
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i think i enjoy drawing dream more than anyone else because of his features. he has a very square face shape, very strong jawline and chin, those big puppy dog down turned eyes, a cute unsymmetrical nose, small yet full lips.
i adore his eye bags and patchy beard that has a really nice shape and fits his face perfectly. i love his curly ice cream hair. i love how he’s tall and lanky, yet he’s big and sturdy at the same time.
he used to really challenge me every time i drew him because his unique features and proportions were something i was never used to drawing. he is so different compared to the people i used to obsessively draw and i love him so much for it. he has helped me improve so so so much.
he looks very different from a lot of other famous people i’ve been a fan of and used to draw. i think haters find him “unattractive” because they don’t believe he fits the criteria they subconsciously look for when deeming whether or not someone fits the beauty standard. however i think that makes him even more beautiful.
it was a weird experience after he face revealed for everyone because whether you had a very clear picture in your head of what he may have looked like, or had ideas of what he could’ve possibly looked like, i don’t think any of us were expecting this. even i had a hard time hearing his voice come from some random guy, not in a bad way of course it was just something i had to get used to.
but now it makes so much sense. like yes. THIS is dream. and i cannot imagine him any differently. down to his body language, facial expressions, the clothes he wears and how he styles his hair, it fits the person i had only known as a voice for years So perfectly.
he is so very dream and i love him so much thank you for coming to my ted talk
#i’m also just obsessed with him#but we all knew that#i would do anything to run my hands through his hair#and hold his head while giving him the biggest fattest wettest smooches on his cheeks while i remind him how loved he is#i love him so bad#dreamwastaken
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