#csm event

[iid-smile]

300 follower special !

— welcome! intro

hi! you've just walked into sunny's bakery! this is a selfship event and anyone can participate, so feel free to look around! you don't have to be a follower <3

open: 8th sep | close: 23rd sep

— your basket... the basics

in my ask box, describe your oc or yourself to me, and make it as detailed as you'd like. then, you can choose three (four for mooties <3) of the twenty four numbers under the cut, formatted in either drabbles or headcanons; format can be different for each number. make sure to only pick one character.

i write for:

jujutsu kaisen

wind breaker

chainsaw man

bungo stray dogs

demon slayer

have a look at some baked goods below!

— ready to order? rules and guidelines

on base level, everything will be sfw.

> smut is not my thing, sorry guys. i can make it suggestive if you specifically ask for it, i don't mind that.

within your ask of describing your oc or yourself, please make sure to include:

> name, pronouns, brief personality description, format preference, and your f/o of choice. remember to pick only three numbers. if you choose to send with anon, give me an emoji or name to go by!

for best results, or if you're feeling a bit unsure of what to say, you can also tell me things like:

> appearance (preference in style, makeup/no makeup, hair type, height), personality (introvert/extrovert, humour, traits), likes and dislikes, how you met them, opinions on each other, relations with other characters, etc!

don't feel shy!

> trust me, ive had my fair share of "crazy" thoughts, i would never get weirded out by yours! plus its really interesting hearing about other people, irl or oc

open all day all week! ⏰

what would you like?

🍰ᯓ

1 — first kiss

2 — first date

3 — your anniversary

4 — changes after the first year of dating

5 — having kids together

6 — proposal

7 — wedding day

🍓ᯓ

8 — helping you with your insecurities

9 — comfort when you cry

10 — cuddling in the morning / night

11 — long distance relationship

12 — visiting you at work / school

13 — cooking for you

14 — couple tiktok trends

15 — playing with your hair

16 — bathtime

17 — eating together

18 — protecting you

🍦ᯓ

19 — random habits

20 — love language

21 — where they like to kiss you

22 — most sentimental gift from them / you

23 — your romance trope / dynamic

24 — when they're jealous

thank you for your order!

likes and reblogs are appreciated <3

my first event after i procrastinated on forgot my 100 and 200! lowkey kinda nervous but i have high hopes!!! (i think)

tagging: @megutime @meidiary @miujangs @jellicatty @luv-lies @yueliie @kaq3yma @yagirlraee but you dont have to do it! i'll still love you 😌🫶

[blueparadis]

about: this year i don't wanna do k!oct. i wanna take it easy :)) october is the busiest month of the year for me due to certain cultural & religious festivities so it gets a little too much for me to participate in k!oct and since i don't wanna miss the fun i always end up doing it anyway. so, this year i'm trying to do something different. i don't know how many will join or reach out to me but at least let me try from my end.

i have joined the ffg initiative and i have two genshin impact fics that i intend to finish so that i can post them in the month of october but there isn't a hard deadline so, what will i be doing all these months? I can help you with your k!oct event as:-

– beta-reader

– fic banner editor; sample: simple + elements banner + gif banner.

– k!oct event manager[ formatting, brainstorming ideas, schedule planning, send requests. ]

all you need to do is to dm or send an ask :) moots are so welcome for this event and even if you're not moots with me, that's okay :)

[nariism]

adamantine dreams — h. aki

one bed + "wait, don't pull away... not yet."

synopsis. there was a time before you when aki found it hard to sleep. call it sleep debt or whatever, but he's going to squeeze every ounce of rest he can get from his body now.

wc. ~1.2k

— for @naosaki 🫶 i love you | event masterlist ✉️

He used to have nightmares.

They started when he was young and naive, back when he felt like the world could fit into the palm of his hand and the grief he sheltered could flatten armies of enemies.

Sleep did not come easily to Hayakawa Aki.

He was a dead man walking. A corpse with tar black lungs and nothing left to lose. As much as he willingly sacrificed, and as much as he tried to put on a brave face, death petrified him. He spent most nights tossing and turning, eluded by rest leaving him in worsening condition by the day.

There was nothing in the world he wanted to do more than to close his eyes and have the world be still. To sleep without jolting awake at even the tiniest creaks of the floorboards. To be able to be at peace without the sound of a gunshot seared into his memory.

Aki had given up on such a dream many, many years ago.

Then you came along, declared that you were bunking with him while he blankly stared at his single bed in his single room in his apartment that was eerily quiet considering his horribly rowdy roommates, then promptly crawled under the blanket and fell asleep.

He had three choices that day. One, kick you out and risk being reprimanded by Makima herself, which, honestly, sounded the most appealing at the time. Two, sleep on the hardwood floor and develop back pains that would make him devil food by the end of the day. Or three, his least favourite but most logically sound option: sleep in the bed, pressed up against the wall and putting as much distance between your bodies as possible.

And, well. The rest is history.

He discovered a different type of devil wandering the earth. It had warm skin and a cute smile and fit into his arms as if it were shaped from the same clay of which he emerged.

It had no ill intent and sought not the smell of human fear, but the scent of cigarettes and black coffee.

You were a certain kind of evil he couldn't fight, no matter how much he wanted to try. His time was running thin—sand trickling through an hourglass with no signs of stopping.

Aki was hurtling toward his death at a record pace.

He thought he had made peace with that—with the fact that he would never be able to sleep like a little boy again, safe and sound. He was aware that his life was a race against the contracts he had forged years ago, back when he thought devil hunting was the only salvation in the sick world he lived in.

If he could take them all back, he would.

There was nothing he could do now but close his eyes and pretend the days weren't whirring by. He had heard as a child that time flies with the one you love, and he scoffed at such a notion once upon a time.

He would give it all up. Heart, soul, his own flesh if he could stop time just to spend this moment with you for an eternity.

Your eyes flutter open at the sound of your alarm. Aki has long since awoken, groggy but well-rested.

He was always the first one awake. While his mind has been blissfully quieter recently, his body had an awful tendency to jerk into consciousness anyways. He watches your rousing expression carefully, attempting to freeze time itself in the form of a memory.

Warm sunlight pools against your body, swimming in his navy blue sheets. Skin to skin, smile to smile, you kiss him slow and sure—a gesture he has grown familiar with over the past year since you showed up.

"Morning," you yawn, arm draping over his body and a hand slowly trailing from his chest to his neck then finally settling on his cheek.

"You have morning breath." He tells you bluntly, flustered as always.

You snort softly, feigning offense rather poorly. "As if your breath smells like roses right now?"

"Better than yours," he refutes. His fingers deftly squeeze yours until you release his face. You huff dramatically, snatching the blankets with you as you forcefully roll over in bed.

"Fine then. Guess I'll get on with my day without bothering you with my morning breath."

His hand shoots out to capture your wrist as you shuffle out of your side of the bed. Yanking you back, he smothers you under his weight to prevent you from escaping.

"Don't go. Not yet."

"Aki," you laugh while trying to wriggle away to no avail. "I have to go to work."

"Stay home today," he complains, burying his face into your hair so you can't see how absolutely red he's gotten.

"I can't!" You giggle. You start squirming again so he can release you. He does this time, towering over you with some sort of narrowed expression.

"Just stay a little longer," he murmurs, swooping back down to press his lips to your forehead. "Stay."

It's starting to sound more like a demand than a request, so you surrender. Your arms open wide again and he collapses back onto you with a thump.

"You're crushing me," you wheeze from beneath. He shakes his head.

"Deal with it."

"You're seriously going to go back to sleep like this?!"

"Not my fault you make it so easy to fall asleep."

"Didn't know I bored you to death like that," you tease, purposefully dodging the real meaning behind his words because, well, he's equally talented at flustering you.

There was a time before you when Aki found it hard to sleep, tormented by the visions of his entire childhood vanishing in a fraction of a second. It was those nights that were especially unbearable, never relieving him from his painful existence and forcing him to listen to the explosion of guns in his ears over and over again.

Call it sleep debt or whatever, but he's going to squeeze every ounce of rest he can get from his body now.

"You're heavy," you whine one last time for good measure. He doesn't do anything but smile against your skin, savouring every second of your body under his.

Despite your complaining, your hands tangle into his hair almost instantly and you tug him just a bit closer, heart to heart.

Sleep washes over him. You really must have been a devil in disguise, offering up the most despicable evil of all: love.

He knew his time was short. He knew that love would only make it hurt all the more.

But your fingers are combing through his hair and he can feel the gentle rumble of your voice in your chest as you tell him your plans for the day just as his eyes start to feel heavy.

There's a weakness you expose in him, a gap leftover from his lonely childhood yearning for companionship. You fill in all the missing pieces—complete him in a way that revenge and hatred could not.

So he figures, maybe it would be okay to be selfish and just close his eyes right now. Be loved. Sleep and dream of nothing but a future he could never have with you.

© ALABOADOA 2023 — please do not translate or post my works to other platforms.

[daisynik7]

Gimme More

Pairing: Kishibe x f!reader

Rating: Explicit – MINORS DO NOT INTERACT

Word Count: ~1.6k

cw: bodyguard au, no devils au, reader is thirty-years-old, Kishibe is fifty-ish, age gap, smut – PIV sex (cowgirl), creampie, car sex, slight degradation (slut, whore)

Summary: Your father is the founder and CEO of one of the fastest growing tech companies in the city. As his prominence in society continues to skyrocket, he hires only the most elite people to look after his family. Kishibe started working for your father only a year ago, but already he’s his chauffeur, his bodyguard, his most trusted confidant, his right-hand man. What your father doesn’t know is that Kishibe happens to be your right-hand man as well.  

Author’s Notes: Thanks @demonwoman for the request for the y2k karaoke party! This one is inspired by "Gimme More" by Britney Spears. It’s been a minute since I wrote for Kishibe, so this was especially fun for me to write. It’s a short one, though I might expand on this in the future because the idea of bodyguard!Kishibe is making me go brrrr, LOL. Likes, reblogs, and/or comments are always appreciated, thanks for reading! MDNI divider by @/cafekitsune.

You know better than to interrupt your father when his office door is shut. Closed means he’s in the middle of discussing important matters with his business partners or that he’s in an important phone call overseas. There are no other vehicles in the driveway besides your own, so you figure it’s the latter. You continue to pace the hallway, waiting for the moment until he’s finally free. A few more minutes pass, then you hear the distinct clickof the knob being unlocked and the door creaking open. You wait a couple of seconds before barging in. 

Your dad glances up from his desk, smiling at you as you make strides towards him. “Hi, princess. Going out tonight?”

It’s obvious, considering that you’re currently dressed in your skimpiest black dress, makeup done, high heels clacking against the tile floors. You press your cheek to his, giving him a fake smooch, not wanting to ruin your lipstick with a real one. “Yes. Just want to say goodnight before I leave. I won’t be back until late.”

He crosses his arms over his chest, scanning you up and down. “Aren’t you going to be cold dressed like that?”

You roll your eyes at him. Here it is, the lecture. “I’ll be fine.”

He sighs, organizing the papers on his desk into a neat stack. “Princess, you should really start thinking about settling down soon. I mean, you’re not getting any – ”

“Don’t say it,” you interrupt him, patience wearing thin.

He waves his hands, relenting. “I’m just saying. I’m worried about you.”

You take a deep breath, deciding whether or not to debate with him. There are a thousand different arguments you can hit him with, but you know that your efforts will prove futile in the end. So instead, you press a gentle kiss to his forehead, murmuring, “Thank you for the concern. Like I said, I’ll be fine. I am fine. Don’t worry so much, okay?” 

You turn on your heel, ready to leave the house, and especially this conversation, pausing only when he demands, “Kishibe, go with her.”

You stop in your tracks, listening for Kishibe’s response. “Yes, sir,” he mutters.

Facing your father again, you scoff. “Seriously? I can’t even go out on my own anymore? Do I need to remind you that I’m thirty-fucking-years old?”

“And do I need to remind you of what happened two weeks ago?” You don’t because the memory is still fresh in your mind. The two of you were just leaving from lunch together when out of nowhere, a man grabbed you from behind, dragging you with him. It’s thanks to Kishibe, your father’s most vigilant and trusted bodyguard, that it didn’t escalate any further. 

You shake your head, understanding his concern, flashing a glance at Kishibe, who avoids your gaze by focusing on the floor. He accompanies you out the door, your father yelling, “Be careful!” before you’re out of his sight.

Kishibe follows you in silence until you’re outside on the driveway, stepping towards the car. He opens the backseat for you, waiting for you to step in. You ignore him, heading directly to the passenger seat, sliding in without his assistance. He lets out a faint grunt, shutting the door closed, walking to the driver’s side with an annoyed expression on his face. You can’t help but smirk to yourself, amused. 

This isn’t the first time your father has forced Kishibe on you. He’s only been employed a little over a year, but in his short tenure, he’s become your family’s highest-ranking bodyguard. When you began to do press alongside him, posing for magazine covers, interviews for online articles, all that jazz, Dad figured it’d be best to have him around in case you were recognized in public. And, of course, after the incident from two weeks ago, it’s to be expected that Kishibe be with you at all times. 

Little does your father know the dirty secret the two of you share. 

His hand rests lazily on the gear shift, driving the speed limit through the main street, heading towards the club downtown.  You don’t tell him an address or destination; he already knows exactly where to go. You wait until you’re well away from your gated neighborhood to make your move. It doesn’t matter; no one from the outside can see through the tinted windows. Still, it’s routine; it gives the both of you peace of mind, as if you’re doing your due diligence to hide this. Your hand grazes his, lifting it off the lever to guide it to your thigh, spreading yourself wider for him. His eyes stay focused on the road ahead, though you can see his jaw clench, nostrils flaring, his composure wavering. His fingers tease the inside of your plush skin, gradually making his way closer to your loins, throbbing with arousal. You slide the hem of your dress up, giving him more access to slip past the fabric to toy with your clit. 

You buckle in your seat, rubbing yourself deeper against him, moaning his name, loving the way he plays with you. “Almost there,” he mutters, driving faster now, a bit over the speed limit now. “Be patient for me.”

He pulls into the private lot two blocks from the club, the parking attendant flashing him a thumbs up as soon as he spots the familiar license plate. Down the row, where there are fewer cars, Kishibe backs into a spot away from any potential voyeurs. He reaches for the shift with his left hand, putting it in park, his right still working your clit, wet with your slick now. 

Finally, he leans in, kissing you sloppily on the lips, tongue lapping into your mouth greedily. He pulls his fingers away from you, mouth brushing your cheek until he’s hot on your ear, whispering, “Backseat. Now.”

You nod, already in a daze, carefully making your way to the back. He gives you a light slap on the ass, chuckling in that low, husky voice of his, following you. Once you’re both situated, you straddle his lap, your dress hoisted past your stomach, panties wet with your slick as you ride his thigh. “Is it good, princess?” he asks, watching you with a satisfied grin on his face. 

You grimace at him. “Don’t call me that.” Your dad calls you that, but you don’t say it out loud to not ruin the mood. 

“What should I call you then?” He presses his thumb to your clit, massaging it. “Slut? Whore?”

You throw you head back in pleasure, grinding against him, spurred on by the vulgar language. “Yes,” you whine, palming the erection bulging in his pants. 

“No wonder your daddy is always worried about you,” he huffs, rubbing slow circles on your sensitive bud. “Going around, slutting yourself out like this.” He kisses you passionately, unbuckling his belt. “Or are you only like this for me?”

“For you. Only for you,” you moan, swallowing his spit, frothy on your tongue. 

He shrugs his slacks down his legs, enough to free his cock, thick and girthy in his fist. “Does my pretty little slut want to get fucked now?”

You nod erratically, begging for it. “Please, Kishibe. Give it to me.” You lift up on your knees, positioning the head of his cock at your entrance. Slowly, you sink down on him, stretching around him like a perfect fit. You’re familiar with him now, your body molded only to him, no one else. He lets you be in control; lets you take what you need from him. You ride him slowly, panties bunched to the side, his shaft brushing against the lace with every thrust. 

His forehead is pressed to yours, skin damp with sweat, windows beginning to fog up from your body heat. The car creaks on its tires as you bounce on his lap faster, your climax approaching quickly. In a daze, you murmur softly, “I’m coming,” coating him in your orgasm. 

“That’s my pretty girl,” he coos, kissing you sweetly. His grip is at your waist, ready to lift you off. 

You stay seated wrapping your arms around his neck, determined. “More, Kishibe. Give me more.”

He chuckles, chest vibrating with that deep, sexy gruff you love so much. “Whatever you want, sweetheart.” He increases his pace, tightening his hold on your hips, barreling his cock deep into your cunt, hitting that sweet spot over and over until he fills you up with his load, warm and creamy inside you. 

You snuggle into him, relaxing in his arms. After a few moments of comfortable silence, you ask, “Are you worried about me too?” 

He kisses the top of your head, understanding what you’re referencing. “No.”

“You don’t think I should starting looking for a partner?” You twirl his tie around your fingers aimlessly, hoping for a particular response, pretending to be nonchalant about it. While the two of you haven’t formally admitted it yet, there’s no denying it: You love each other.  

He doesn’t speak right away, choosing his words carefully. “Why would you need one if you have me to protect you?”

You smile, satisfied with his answer. “Is this a proposal, Kishibe?” you tease him.

He squeezes you tighter in his embrace. “It is if you want it to be. Though, your father might disapprove of it. At first.”

You snuggle into his chest, giggling. “We’ll break the news to him slowly, then.”

Fifteen minutes later, you’re finally at the club, some of his creampie still inside you as you grind on him in the middle of the dancefloor, his expression stoic and serious while you beam at him.

[idolrinko]

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︵︵୨⠀⠀day one of @jiraidolls's event⠀⠀୧︵︵ ー⠀a character you hate from a media you love or a character you love from a media you hate

[actuallysaiyan]

Congrats on reaching 6K!!! You totally deserve it!! I don't have long following you but I'm certain of your talent, you literally have me checking tumblr daily for any updates after YEARS of not using this app!

It took me some time to decide on the prompts but I'll settle for 5 (Denji x reader) and 12 (B: Aki x A: reader) ...I'll throw in the little detail of Denji's spiky teeth, it may get super awkward I dunno 👉👈

Again, congratulations Bacon!!!

warnings: smut, unprotected sex(Aki), loss of virginity(Aki), kissing, mentions of blood(Denji), AGEDUP!COLLEGE AGE! characters, canon divergent/AU, mentions of drinking(Aki) word count: 1.1k collectively pairings: Denji x Fem!Reader/Aki Hayakawa x Fem!Reader prompts: Person B and Person A as friends in school before they’re together. They awkwardly use each other to learn how to/practice kissing and end up making out passionately until their mouths are sore.  Person B is a virgin and Person A practically worships their body the first time they have sex, giving every part of them attention in order to make it enjoyable for Person B.

Despite the odd and quite sad life Denji had, he still wanted so desperately to gain an education. While he still spent his time as a demon hunter, Denji found the time to go to community college. And from there, he met you. You were a breath of fresh air, a beam of warm light that filled his whole body with joy. Not to mention, you were absolutely so kind to him. You showed Denji kindness and patience. When he was confused by an aspect of life he’s never experienced, he comes to you for an explanation. 

After some time, you and Denji have grown so close. He considers you his best friend and him, yours. He’s always by your side whenever he doesn’t have to work. Even some people think you’re a couple, but Denji is much too afraid and nervous to even think about asking you out. He just contends with being able to be your best friend and that you actually want to hang out with him.

It’s one night where you’ve invited him to your dorm for a movie night that things turn more flirty. He’s almost drunk on the affection you’ve been giving him all night, and if you were to even show him more, he might just melt completely. The way you always caress his cheek while brushing some hair out of his face, or the way you smile so sweetly and laugh at all his dumb jokes. Denji is pretty sure he doesn’t deserve to be in the presence of an angel such as yourself, but he considers himself to be the luckiest man alive to be your friend. 

“Hey Denji,” you start before taking a sip of your soda. “Have you ever kissed someone before?”

He blushes and stammers and stutters his way through some excuses. You watch as his cheeks turn bright pink. It’s so adorable to you to see him turn into a bumbling mess. He’s such a sweetheart. You know that you’d never do anything to hurt him. Considering how much you’ve fallen for him, you know you’re ready to push this relationship a little further. 

“I haven’t either.” You tell him, a slight blush on your cheeks. “I have an idea…”

You explain to him that you two could kiss so that you can get an idea of what it’s like. It could be good practice for the both of you, to get you ready for when the real thing happens. Denji eagerly agrees, leaning in to kiss you. Your lips meet in a clumsy kiss, teeth clashing and the sharpness of his teeth manages to cut you and you begin bleeding a little.

“Oh…I’m so sorry!” He’s panicking now, but all you do is lick the blood away and pull him in closer.

With your eyes closed, you lean in and softly kiss Denji. His heart skips a beat at the softness of the actions. It’s so sweet, but it doesn’t take long for it to turn into something more passionate. As the two of you begin getting more comfortable kissing and making out, the more Denji takes the lead. It’s a few minutes later that you pull away, gasping for air.

“Damn…” you breathe. “That was amazing. But damn, my lip hurts.”

Denji frowns. He knows he messed up his first kiss. Then again, he was quick to turn it around with your help. He leans in and presses a soft kiss to your cut lip. This makes your heart race.

“I’ll do better next time, yeah?”

Aki didn’t really care that he was still a virgin at nineteen years old. There were more important things to think about in this world. Mostly revenge for what had happened to him and his family so many years ago. Yet again, when he met you, things turned into something so different for him.

You were the new recruit at work, and like Aki, you were seeking revenge and to better yourself. You wanted to show this world that you were a force to be reckoned with, and this really impressed Aki. He knew he wanted to get closer to you. You were someone who was like him, and it made him happy to know he had a teammate that was similar to him.

It takes very little time before the two of you end up at his place, drunk on cheap beer and kissing one another. It’s sloppy and sexy, and you feel a need growing deep within you. You end up in his room, clothes half off and lips swollen from fiery kisses. Aki throws you onto the bed, climbing on top of you. That’s when the confident smirk on his face falters and he begins to realize what he’s getting himself into.

“Hey uhm…” he starts, looking away from you. “I’ve never really done this before.”

You’re shocked by the words that come from him. Someone as gorgeous and strong as him couldn’t be a virgin, could he? Your touch becomes much more soft and tender. His stomach flips from the change of pace. You maneuver him onto his back, your eyes filled with desire.

“Let me show you how this is supposed to go…”

You take your time, kissing him all over. You start with his lips, leaving him breathless. Then you kiss a trail down his chin and jawline to his neck. Aki is almost embarrassed to say that your tenderness has him so hard and throbbing in his pants. The more clothing you take off of him, the more he wants you to touch him all over. Slowly, you kiss down his toned chest. He shudders as your lips and tongue glide over his perked nipples. You smirk when you realize just how sensitive he is. Your hands busy themselves with unbuckling his belt and getting his cock out as you continue to kiss and lick his soft skin. You expected him to be a bit more battle-hardened, but he is quite soft. 

Once he’s completely bared to you, that’s when you straddle his lap and begin taking off all of your clothes as well. With his cock settled between your wet folds, Aki lets out the cutest little whimper. You knew you had to take it slow considering he’s a virgin and if you went fast, he’d probably cum fast. You also know that you won’t be mad at him if he blows his load prematurely.

With one swift movement, you’ve got him balls deep inside your snug cunt. Aki’s eyes widen and he’s trying to cling to you as the pulsing of your gummy walls are driving him crazy. Slowly, you begin to rock your hips and you lean in to kiss him. Your hands reach for his, intertwining your fingers. It’s a slow pace, but it’s enough to have you both breathless and dizzy with lust.

“I’m yours, Aki…” you murmur against his skin. “‘M not going anywhere…”

[sealrock]

my newest weird guy still doesn't have a name but he has a cute face. and cute sharp teeth.

[jujutsubaby]

🤍 ENJOY A COFFEE BREAK WITH YOUR FAVS. what's your favorite thing to order at a cafe? based on your order and what cafe you go to, i'll write you a short and sweet meet cute with a character that matches the vibe of your order. i'll keep this even going for a couple days or until my inbox gets full. this event is sfw and open to everyone! thank you all for 100 followers, and enjoy a little treat on me. ٩(◕‿◕｡)۶

🤍 GUIDELINES. it's super simple! first, choose a cafe from below (aka choose your fandom) and second, pick your order from the menu below. you can pick however many or little items you want - it's totally up to you! anon is allowed and you don't have to be a follower! (✿◠‿◠)

🤍 STATUS. closed

⋆ 𝜗𝜚 ˚⟡. | CHOOSE A CAFÉ ! | .⟡˚ 𝜗𝜚 ⋆

🤍 CAFE HEAVEN & EARTH. you'll find characters from jujutsu kaisen frequenting this joint after missions and in between classes! throughout the heavens and the earth, this cafe alone is the honored one. ✨

🤍 MAISON ROSE. you can find characters from attack on titan lounging around here for brunch on weekends or in between survey corps drills. this artsy parisian cafe newly opened in paradis, modeled after it's sister location, maison maria, in marley. 🫖

🤍 POCHITA'S. characters from chainsaw man gather here for some quality squad bonding or early morning caffeine runs. a cute hole in the wall joint located conveniently a couple blocks from the public safety building. the floors are always a bit sticky, but that's how you know they have the best pastries in tokyo. 🥐

⋆ 𝜗𝜚 ˚⟡. | WHAT'S YOUR ORDER ? | .⟡˚ 𝜗𝜚 ⋆

[24hlevi]

For the event can I have denji and sharing a bed? It’s the 10th prompt of the fluff

of course! thank you so much for requesting 🫶

— closer

denji (chainsaw man) x gn!reader

genre: fluff

summary: fluff prompt 10(sharing a bed) from my 1,700 follower event

warnings: language

denji had never felt this way before. well, that might be a lie. he had felt this way before, dumbstruck in love that he turns to stone and just freezes like some idiot. but nothing like this. well, that might be a lie too. denji had just never shared a bed with someone other than power, but with you there, he was bound to lose it.

yet here he was, stiff as a board sitting straight on the bed with you laying beside him. well, this got awkward fast. denji was used to sleeping beside power, but it felt different with you. like how makima said to him, the closer you are to a person, the better it feels. and he was feeling pretty damn good right now. he knew you were still awake obviously with you reading some sort of book next to him, he couldn't tell whatever it was. the boy kept glancing over at you, trying to be discreet but failing horribly when you finally looked at him just as he was looking at you.

"can't get to sleep?" you asked him, putting a bookmark in the book and setting it down beside you. "we have work tomorrow, you know. you should probably sleep."

"can't get to sleep?" you asked him, putting a bookmark in the book and setting it down beside you. "we have work tomorrow, you know. you should probably sleep."

"i don't wanna," denji responded in a grumble, pulling the blanket up higher to him more. "i'm not tired."

you raised an eyebrow at him, "but you told aki you were tired which is why we're here right now," you said. "is something wrong?"

"huh?" denji let out, his face contorting into confusion. "why would something be wrong?"

"i don't know, that's why i was asking," you answered with a light shrug. you rolled over onto your side finally, looking at denji who hadn't moved an inch from his original position and sighing shortly. "denji."

denji looked at you, "what?" he asked.

"you haven't shared a bed with anyone other than power, have you?" you questioned, shuffling down so your head was now resting on the pillows.

denji stared at you for a few seconds, both confused and lost in his thoughts that he was hardly able to respond, "i haven't, no," he grumbled out. "why does that matter?"

"because," you started, slowly moving closer to him and pushing some of his hair out of his face, "you seem anxious or something. you've been stuck in this position for an hour."

"has it been that long?" he couldn't help but ask. looking at the clock on the wall, you were right. it was hardly midnight and when he last looked it was around 10:45, meaning he really was just stuck in that position the whole time while you were reading. "sorry." he mumbled after.

quickly shaking your head, you replied with, "no, don't apologize, it's alright. i just don't want you to be uncomfortable or anything."

denji didn't know how to respond to that. no one else cared whether he was uncomfortable with certain things or not, surely not when it came to matters like this. everyone just told him what to do and how to do it, and he would listen reluctantly with no questions asked. to be told that someone wanted to make sure he wasn't uncomfortable was new. he had never been told that before. not by anyone.

"i'm not uncomfortable," he eventually responded, shaking his head. "just not used to it, i guess. no one cares if i'm uncomfortable or don't want to do something, i do it anyways. like a dog." his voice got quieter the more words he spoke.

"hey," you poked his cheek gently to make him look at you again. "you're not a dog. you are a human being. you have feelings, you have emotions, and you have a heart," you then poked your finger on his chest. "it doesn't matter what others tell you to do, you have a right to say no. unless it's for work, then obviously no, but still! even if no one else cares, i care. okay?"

denji nodded slowly, looking down at where your finger was pointing and carefully, hesitantly grabbing your hand and immediately interlocking his fingers with yours. "okay," he said quietly. finally rolling over onto his side as well, he faced you, barely able to see you through the dim lamp you had on still next to you. "i love you, y/n." he mumbled.

a small smile grew on your face at the words you hardly heard, and your free hand cupped the side of his face, "i love you too, denji. i always will." you told him, leaning in and pecking his lips. "now can we please go to sleep? we have work tomorrow."

"yeah, work," he said with disgust evident in his voice. "i hate working sometimes." he added shortly after, closing his eyes.

"me too, but we have to or else we will be homeless or worse," you replied with a sigh, closing your eyes too.

denji just hummed out a "yes" as a response, his hand still holding onto yours as you two faced each other, going to sleep after what felt like hours of just sitting there.

"i don't want anything bad to happen to us."

"me either. but nothing will happen, i promise."

promise was a strong word for denji. he had been promised many things that ended up not working out. but for some reason, he knew you were telling the truth. nothing bad would happen to you two. at least, not now anyways.

[laugtherhyena]

My son he is perfect

For context; i went to this gamer event in my town today and a 3d print booth was selling this fucked up Pochita with nothing but his orange body and chainsaw, but it was such a nice print that (with my friend's encouragement) i brought it anyway and made his missing pieces with polymer clay. Here's how he was when i got him for comparison

[nariism]

links ➠ event masterlist ✧ rules ✧ send a request!

STATUS: CLOSED

thank you everyone for participating <3

hiii all my lovelies💗 i'd like to give a huge huge huge thank you for 1k followers and friends (!!!), 4.5 months of endless support, and the chance to be a part of such an amazing community of people :')

i've always been on and off with writing because of my self-doubts but i've come to absolutely love writing as a hobby and remember why i enjoyed it so much in the first place back when i was a dweeby 13 year old kid 🫶

i would love to do a small appreciation writing event for anyone who would like to participate. it's open for everyone so don't feel nervous to send an ask! see below the cut for more info.

if you're just stopping by, then i'd like to tell you thank you for everything!! 💐

info — you choose 1-3 prompts/tropes + a character and i'll write a drabble/one-shot! requests can be sent to my inbox like this (preferably off anon so i can let you know when it's up!)

prompt number: fandom/character: additional info: (ex. tropes you want, angst, fluff, platonic, etc. anything you'd like to add that you want to see!)

i will be closing requests for this event on 13 Nov EDT

the same rules apply as my regular writing rules. please see those before you send a request!

note. all writings will be x gn!reader. i have free creative liberty for anything i write and i may not get around to all of the requests if i can't think of anything for the combination submitted. i am also busy with life stuff so it might take me a bit to finish things. remember, this is all for fun!

FANDOMS/CHARACTERS OPEN

blue lock: itoshi sae, itoshi rin, isagi yoichi

genshin impact: open for any characters!

haikyuu: miya atsumu, miya osamu, kita shinsuke, ushijima wakatoshi

other: hayakawa aki, gojo satoru, geto suguru, loid forger (💐)

++ i would consider characters not listed here that you want to see!

TROPES

1. friends to lovers / childhood friends to lovers

2. forced proximity

3. fake relationship / marriage of convenience

4. soulmates (any rendition)

5. coffee shop

6. roommates

7. accidental confession / accidental kiss

8. handcuffed together

9. hurt & comfort

10. enemies / rivals to lovers

11. mutual pining

12. oblivious pining

13. one bed

14. drunk confession

15. second chance

16. unrequited love

17. matchmaking / matchmaking gone wrong

18. domestic

PROMPTS

19. "do we like... hold hands now?"

20. "please, come home."

21. "i could kiss you right now!"

22. "oh no, the power went out, however will we stay warm?!" (/s)

23. "we fell asleep by accident and woke up as a mess of tangled limbs."

24. "i'm done waiting."

25. "i've always needed you!"

26. "you look so beautiful in the moonlight."

27. "i think i'm in love with you."

28. "don't look at me that way."

29. "do you want my jacket?"

30. "wait, don't pull away... not yet."

31. "i can't sleep."

32. "i can't believe it took you this long to admit you like being the little spoon."

33. "your necklace fell off... let me put it back on for you."

34. "i could stay up all night talking to you."

35. "say it again. please."

36. "we're fighting. i'll take the couch tonight." ➡️ (bonus) "we were fighting???"

++ feel free to add any you want! these are just some examples

i'm so thankful to each and every one of you. i hope you enjoy! <3

links ➠ event masterlist ✧ rules ✧ send a request!

© ALABOADOA 2023 — please do not translate or post my works to other platforms.

[giggly-squiggily]

Always and Forever: “Look how red you are! How cute!” With makima and reader. I'd like makima to tickle the reader if that's possible.

Ooo, Miss Makima! She'd be the perfect ler- soothing yet devious! I've gotcha covered, anon! :D

Always and Forever- "Look how red you are! How cute!"

“(Y/N)” Makima’s voice was smooth, her smile inviting as she gently patted her lap once. Wasting no time, you came over and laid your head down across it, all but melting at the touch as she ran her fingers through your hair. “Good pet.”

You let out a soft sigh of ease as her fingers traced along your scalp, almost like she could see inside your head and was sorting through all your fears and stress, pushing them here and there until all that was on your mind was the sweet scent of her. You could already hear Denji in your head if he saw you, whining in jealousy. You almost stuck your tongue out at the imaginary devil. Mine.

“What’s on your mind, (Y/N)?” She asked as her hand drifted lower, smoothing over your arm. It felt ticklish, and before long you were fighting down giggles as her nails scratched gently against your skin. “Hm? What is it?”

“N-Nothing!” You choked out, unable to fight off another fit of giggles. “Just-ehhehe-just ticklish.”

Hmm.” She mused, carrying on her gentle touch. Then- without any warning- her hand dropped to your side, scratching lightly.

“Ah! Ahehehheehhe! M-Mihiihiss Mahahhaakimahahhaha!” You giggled out, squirming as her fingers danced against your ticklish spots, sending little bolts of electricity up your nerves. “It tihiihihihihihckles!”

“Does it now? My my, look how red you are.” Makima cooed at you, running a single finger up from your ribs down to your hip, a smile in her voice. “How cute you are, my pet.”

“Ahehahhahahhaa! Wahahhaait, whhahahhait hhoohohohld ohohohoohoohohon!” You squealed when she let her hand creep over your belly, dragging her fingers against your belly. “Pleahhahhahahhahse wahahhahahahhait!”

“Alright, I suppose you’ve earned a break.” Makima stopped tickling, laying her hand against your belly comfortingly as you gasped for breath. “Aren’t you a sweet little thing, (Y/N). I could listen to those precious giggles of yours forever.”

You smiled against her leg, feeling yourself melt as she resumed playing with your hair. You could get used to this.

Candy Heart Prompts Are Officially CLOSED!

[daisynik7]

nikki's first annual fic swap!

Hi friends! To celebrate this upcoming holiday season, as well as my one year anniversary here on tumblr, I want to do this festive event to spread some love to other writers out there who are constantly giving!

Instead of a gift swap, let's do a fic swap! Send me your favorite fic and I'll send you one of my faves in return!

Rules:

Please read my rules/guidelines before sending me anything.

Include the link to the fic (tumblr or ao3) and the writer's @ (you can include the "/" if you don't feel comfortable tagging them directly).

Write a little blurb about why you love the fic so much and show some extra love to the writer!

Feel free to send in your own fic as a recommendation! I'm a firm believer in self-promo! You can even send it anonymously, if you prefer.

In exchange, send me your wishlist! If you want a specific type of fic in return, please let me know your preferences: Show/Fandom, Character, Genre (fluff, smut, angst, combo), length (one-shot, series, drabble), anything else you think I need to know. Again, refer to my rules/guidelines before sending in your request to see who I typically write/read for.

If you don't have a wishlist in mind, I'll send you a random fave of mine!

All links to the fics will be compiled into the Naughty or Nice List below. Naughty will be nsfw, Nice will be sfw.

This is all about spreading love and cheer to writers and readers alike! Don't be shy! If you're an avid reader like I am, please show love to these writers by reblogging their works. A lot of time, dedication, and LOVE goes into writing. The least we can do is let these writers know how much we appreciate them by clicking that reblog button and sharing their works for others to enjoy.

This event will run from 12/1 through 12/15. Exchanges will be posted during this time frame. Thanks for participating and happy reading! ♥️

Header image from Pinterest. Divider credit to @/saradika.

The Naughty or Nice List Naughty (nsfw):

Golden Frame by @/jadeee (Nanami x f!reader)

Infiltration by @/pseudowho (Nanami x f!reader)

nanami’s gym routine by @/callm3senpaii (Nanami x f!reader)

Office Crush by @/todorosie (Choso x f!reader)

DTF Only by @/mochimooon (AoT x f!reader)

Gossip! by @/bloompompom (Eren x f!reader)

Nice (sfw):

Baby Talk by @/itsfairly (Nanami x f!reader)

Yuuji accidentally calls you mom by @/kentopedia (Nanami x f!reader)

This Is A Life by @/jadeee (Nanami x f!reader)

how it'll be by @/kentomilk (Nanami x f!reader)

♯ 𝐔𝐓𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐘 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄𝐒𝐈𝐂𝐊. by @/jabamin (Nanami x f!reader)

if i could bring you anything, i swear to god i'd bring you peace by @/haikyuuhoo (Geto x f!reader)

method acting by @/seeingivy (Eren x f!reader)

[eskelada]

Вчера была на Asia Event Show, теперь время делиться впечатлениями ✨

Площадка оказалась больше, чем казалось на первый взгляд + лофтовые помещения в сочетании с красивым декором создали очень уютную grunge атмосферу ❤️

Это был мой второй опыт похода на фест в косплее 🎭

Фандом: Человек-бензопила

Персонаж: Химэно

P.S. Туть можно посмотреть фоточки с прекрасными косплеерами и косплеерками ✨️ 🐾

[bleach-your-panties]

14 Arrows💘 - Blind Dating Game 2024 (FULL!)

who's behind door number....

info here💘

🚪1 - @bakugosbratx (Entire list)

🚪2 - @yuujispinkhair (JJK, Haikyuu!!)

🚪3 - @wakashawty (Tokyo Rev only)

🚪4 - @yfneccentric (MHA only)

🚪5 - @seireiteihellbutterfly (Bleach and JJK)

🚪6 - @strawberrysun15 (Bleach and JJK)

🚪7 - @fictionfordays (MHA, Haikyuu!!, KNY, Tokyo Rev, CSM, JJK)

🚪8 - @sacredwarrior88 (Bleach only)

🚪9 - @prettybraat (JJK, AOT, Tokyo Rev, Haikyuu!!)

🚪10 - @krenee1drful (Bleach, MHA, JJK)

🚪11 - @mynewobsession (JJK only)

🚪12 - @chrollohearttags (AOT, Tokyo Rev)

🚪13 - @stygianoir (Bleach only)

🚪14 - @smackabitchfortacos (Entire list)

🚪15 - @bleach-your-panties (Entire list)

[kairiscorner]

welcome to kairi's hearts' day 2024 !!

💭 what is this event about?

this event is centered around the theme of hearts' day, wherein you all can request from me any idea or prompt you'd love for me to write about your favorite jujutsu kaisen, haikyuu (on my @kairismess acc !!), demon slayer, or ensemble stars!!, and chainsaw man, bang dream!, or project sekai characters. i'll update this list for other potential characters you'd love for me to write about, but until then, these fandoms are the ones i'm most willing to write for as of the moment (❁´◡`❁) !!

💭 how long will this event last?

from today (february 3 or 4) to february 28 !! please do note that i will not be able to fulfill requests during our finals week (around next, next week ◑﹏◐) so, i'm sorry, but fics will not be posted during that time ... or only queued posts will be uploaded (❤️´艸｀❤️)

💭 what can we request for?

you may request any sfw idea you have in relation to the holiday! i don't discriminate really, so request whatever you'd like, so long as the theme or topic falls under my rules and that you don't send multiple requests in my inbox/haven't sent that request to other authors already (^人^) !!

💭 do you have any prompts we could ask for?

currently thinking up of a list of prompts to get the ideas flowing ... but you can all hit me up with any idea, imagine, or prompts of your own you'd like for me to write about !! you all have the most creative brains and hearts out there, i swear ... (❤️´艸｀❤️)

anyway! that's all for now! if you'd like to, y'all can reblog this post to share this event with others, share your ideas with me in my ask box, and help feel a little less lonely this hearts' day with me and your favorite characters !! (❁´◡`❁)