#cute nonnie<3

[thefrsers]

requested by Anon: Bobby + Athena having a sweet moment and working together as team

[l3viat8an]

Hihi I saw your random hcs and wanted to ask for a Satan one :D

Hiii nonnie!! I swear tumblr hid this from me T_T - so here’s two hcs to make up for the wait!!!!

Satan constantly quotes romantic lines from the books he reads to you. Sometimes he even manages to catch you by surprise with them and he loves how flustered you get!!! He also tries to get you to guess which books they’re from but he reads so many books it’s damn near impossible to guess right.

Satan buys those kitty couple necklaces!! Like these ↓↓↓

he never takes his off and always asks to put yours together so he can see the heart they make <3

[jeongin-lvr]

https://www.tumblr.com/jeongin-lvr/740201666710831104/ahh-i-feel-like-boyfriendsoobin-would-want-to

and the next days you're all sore while he's making breakfast but you want him to fuck you again so you're all sad puppy eyes and he doesn't know what he did wrong , when you show him you're needy he's like !? Babe I just wanted to give you a break today but you keep pouting so he ends up taking you on the couch after eating food

STOP EVEN SOOBIN WOULD BE LIKE????? Girl calm down 😭 but he’d never refuse his baby <//3

“Baby… aren’t you sore from last night?” Soobin asked with confusion, holding your plate of untouched food as you gripped at the edge of his shirt. He was honestly completely shocked, biting on his cute bunny lips as your eyes brimmed with salty tears up at him.

You shook your head, hands slipping under his white t-shirt to run your hands over his taut tummy, “No, Bin, I’m fine! Promise.”

Soobin was close to refusing you, but he just couldn’t— not with your eyes so round and precious, pleas going into his ear and making his brain fuzzy at the thought of being inside of you again. Soobin say the soft purple flesh of hickeys on your neck, the nimble bruises from his big hands on your wrists and waist. The sight of them only made him increasingly hard and soon he was putting the breakfast down, ignoring it as he laid you down on the couch and kissed you.

“Was gonna let you rest today but since you’re asking so nicely…”

[14dayswithyou]

silly but i have been reading this blog before sleeping, its really comforting and soothing imagining [REDACTED] before falling asleep

✦゜ANSWERED: Imagine actually falling asleep with [REDACTED]...

His body feels like it has a built-in furnace (despite his hands being cold), so you could snuggle up to him and bury your head in his chest whenever the chilly winter weather starts to seep in.

He also likes to idly draw patterns and shapes into your skin, and isn't averse to playing with your hair or gently running his fingers across your scalp. They'll mumble praise into your ear, or even hum to you until you fall asleep.

[REDACTED] is very vulnerable like this, and might be one of the only times you can get him to open up about his past and all the things he had to endure to become the person he is today. You could quietly whisper the thoughts on your mind, and they'll answer back with earnest sincerity.

[itoshi-s]

Bachira….with a tongue piercing

It just makes sense

And the good use he would put it at😔

bachira who comes home from practice one day and catches your attention by his unusual behavior and looks.

any other day, he’d enthusiastically kick off his shoes, drop his bag at the door, and smother you in kisses so sweet and urgent, it’d knock your breath away. he’d cup your face in his hands, lap at your mouth with vigor for a few passionate moments — ‘ve just missed ya so much, baby, s’that so wrong? — then start to babble about on his day as you plate up his lunch.

this time around, when he comes home, it’s surprisingly quiet.

and, worst of all, there’s not even one kiss. a proper one, that is — cause all meguru gives you is a few quick pecks and a mumbled “hi, cutie”, before heading over to the fridge.

your brows furrow a bit as you take note of his hair — perfectly dry and wispy, looking just like when he first left the house hours ago — and weirdly pale face. usually, meguru takes a quick shower right after practice wraps up, not bothering to properly dry his hair off before he hops into his beloved yellow huracan and drives home — cheeks still flushed from exhaustion, eyes wide with endorphins.

today, bachira looks perfectly in tact, and it makes you stir.

“where were you, megs?” your voice startles him so much, the icy cold water bottle nearly tumbles out of his hand. “cause it definitely wasn’t practice.”

he turns around and sees you leaning against the island, arms crossed — and an amused kind of look on your mouth. (he’s in trouble and he knows it, but not because you’re accusing him. you’d never — cause he’d never, ever hurt you. he’s in trouble because he’s just done something silly.)

“huuh? i dunno what’re y’talking about, baby.” bachira tries, but the swollen muscle sits heavy in his mouth and renders his speech muffled, a thick lisp to his words.

your brows knit together, “wha- why’d you speak like that?” you sound suspicious when you close the gap between you two with a few long strides. “oh, my god. did you get hurt? you knocked a tooth out, didn’t you, meguru?”

bachira feels his mouth twitch into a grin, one that he kinda feels bad for, considering you sound more concerned than playful by this point. he puts the bottle down, cool hands resting on your waist as he breathes out a laugh.

“nope, no, sweets. i didn’t wanna tell you like this, wanted t’ make this a little surprise for ya—“

a loud gasp rips from your throat, cutting his sentence short and he cannot help but giggle upon your shocked expression — hand covering your mouth, eyes bigger than he’s ever seen them as they zone in on the silver barbell pierced right through his tongue.

“m— meguru!” you pinch his chin between your thumb and forefinger, forcing his mouth open. he obediently hangs his tongue out, proudly showcasing the new jewelry, sparkling against his swollen flesh. “you- are you crazy?!” you laugh, “how did you even think of that?”

he shrugs a bit, fingers digging into the doughy flesh of your hips as he tugs you closer to himself. meguru licks his lips, carefully so not to tug at the piercing, and gives a bit of a pout. “just felt like it,” he murmurs and leans in to nose at your neck. “can’t give my girl any kisses just yet, though.”

you slap his bicep playfully at the whine to his voice, then wrap your arms around his neck with a grin. “you got yourself into this, baby.”

bachira is an impatient man and acts on impulse instead of plan more often than not — and it so, it takes all of his self restraint not to push his tongue in your mouth for the next few days. what’s worse, he almost feels physically sick with withdrawal from the taste of you — from the feeling of your thighs trembling around his head, fingers tugging at the blonde hair at the nape of his neck as you moan oh, so sweetly.

luckily, he finds out patience has it’s perks weeks later — when you come within barely two minutes of the pretty silver jewelry making contact with your throbbing, soaking cunt <3

[chrollogy]

we’ve all seen the cute scenarios of chrollo nursing his darling back to health if she’s ill, but do you think Chrollo could ever succumb to a little flu? apparently the general consensus is that he has a really good immune system so he doesn’t get sick much, but wouldn’t it be cute for a darling to feel his head and feed him soup☹️

more chrollo !!! thank you nonnie >< it is indeed cute to see his lover taking care of him too !!

I can definitely see it being very rare for Chrollo to get sick, especially after growing up in Meteor City where it’s the survival of the fittest there so he often falls as the one who takes care of his significant other. But he’s a human after all, so when Chrollo does get sick he tries to brush it off as mere exhaustion on the first day to not worry you.

Though, by the second day of sickness, his whole body is extremely heavy, he feels like he’s glued to the mattress, not to mention how warm his skin feels paired with chesty coughs here, and there. Of course, you’re there at the first sign of his symptoms—one feel at his warm forehead, and you’re already chopping up ingredients to make him a comfort soup.

Chrollo is the type to be nonchalant about things, and that includes him being sick as well. So at first, when you offer to feed him in bed with the soup you made, he’s stubborn, and meekly refuses the spoonful of soup. To top it off, he says he’s ‘not sick’ but clearly his words contradict his current state. Eventually, Chrollo caves in, and lets you spoon feed him (after bickering back, and forth), and he thinks to himself that being taken care of isn’t too bad. He’s always so set on taking care of you that sometimes he doesn’t let himself be taken care of, and when he finally stops to let that happen, it shocks Chrollo as to how much he actually enjoys it.

After he makes this discovery, Chrollo allows you to nurse him ‘til he gets better like he usually does with you—whether it be feeding him, applying a cold towel to his forehead or simply reading one of his favourite antique novels to him, Chrollo accepts them with open arms. I also feel like he’s the type to become a bit clingy when he’s sick; he’ll also wear his heart of his sleeve more, albeit, not by choice. Chrollo would want you to stay by his side ‘til he gets better which usually ends up with you spending almost the whole day in bed with him, his arms never leaving your figure.

Or, if you manage to escape from his arms, and ignore his stubborn pleas, Chrollo will make sure to follow you around the house, even if it meant sacrificing a little energy just to be with you. In the kitchen? He’s behind you with arms wrapped around your waist. In the living room? He’ll lay his head on your lap while you watch TV, maybe he’d even ask you to stroke his hair while he falls asleep to the sound of the show you’re watching. At the end of the day, he’s just a man needing extra love, and attention from his lover despite not openly admitting it. ><

[fatuismooches]

I DON'T REMEMBER IF I REPLIED OR NOT BUT HERES A REPLY ANW OMG U BREAK MY HEART SO WELL AAASHHA sorry if I've already said smth so this makes it a double reply ANW dottore angst gets me so hard but I don't hate myself that much so an accompanyinh fluff I'd like to add is like imagine reader is reallyyyy good at chess cus they're established as smart by being in the akademiya and now since you can't rlly do anth all day you challenge the clones to chess often so anw one day dot is just coming as you win a game against one of the clones for the third time in a row and you challenge him to a game and he's so convinced he'll win he deliberates going easy on you and- wait what the fuck why are you so good

also you are quickly becoming my fav creator to interact wit :( 💗

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I HAD THE BIGGEST SMILE READING THIS IT'S SO CUTE- I NEED TO WRITE A LIL SOMETHING YOU'RE SO BIG BRAINED...!

Since your illness prevented you from training your body more than you like, you made your best effort to train your mind instead. You deemed your mind as very important, as the loneliness of it all often weighed down on you more than you liked. So you made sure to keep yourself occupied as much as you could, to try and prevent any negative thoughts from creeping up. And well, you found it to be quite rewarding. There was one time when the clones were struggling with an experiment for quite a while and were reluctant to inform Prime. So you asked them to let you take a look at the notes and everything along those lines. Admittedly, it reminded you of when you researched with your lover back at the Akademiya, so you accidentally got too into it, scribbling all of your thoughts and a possible answer to the problems. The clones were rather shocked when you turned out to be right.

But your favorite activity by far was chess. The brain teaser was highly favored by those at the Akademiya, and for good reason too. It was a great way to challenge yourself and get your mind working, and the best part? You could sit down comfortably and only move your hand, and enjoy the rather handsome view of a segment's face laced with confusion.

The clones were almost always happy to indulge your wishes, sometimes even fighting over who got to fulfill them. So after you absentmindedly mentioned wanting to play chess, the next day the game was set up in the lab, ready for use. Needless to say, you were quite elated. You had itched for the chance to play again. And of course, your only opponents were the multitude of your lovely segments.

The segments do love you. It is only natural that their creator’s love for you extends to them as well. So they gladly play along with your little game of chess, but they won’t do it too seriously; after all they wouldn’t want to hurt- wait, how did you already beat him?! For all of their wisdom and knowledge, they are baffled when they are taken out that quickly.

It eventually gets to the point where you have a little group of clones watching you battle another. It’s quite endearing to see them hover over you like that, trying to guess what move you’ll play next. But the true fun comes when Zandik appears. There are times where sometimes you do not see him for a few days, but that’s alright. The time spent afterwards always feels the best, and this is one such time. He is unaware of the little show you’ve been putting on, so you gleefully invite him to play you in a game of chess.

He accepts of course. Admittedly, it had been a while since he played, having only laid eyes on the chessboard in which the Gnoses were pieces. And of course, he has the same mentality as his clones - he’ll go easy on his darling, you’re his after all. He knows his genius is incomparable so- wait… you beat him? Since when did you become so good? You must tell him all the details now, he wants to know your thought process and the strategy’s name and how the other matches went and-

You shut him up with a kiss and invite him for some more chess games in your shared bedroom.

[butwhatifidothis]

you know what anon, go fuck yourself. my askbox has anon turned off so if you wanna come at me, do it with your name attached to your pathetic whining i'm a trans man. do you wanna know how cap'nfart69 treats being a trans man, narratively? he says ingrid is a trans man because of gender stereotypes, and has her complain about being called "dame" exactly once. but he doesn't refer to her as a man even once, he narratively treats her like a woman because he doesn't actually give a shit about a trans man ingrid headcanon. and why? because he loves edelgrid

he loves edelgrid in part because it's a f/f ship that - according to him - is defiant against heteronormative patriarchical oppression. and this is reinforced by the fact that all the men in cap'nfart's fic (especially the ones that aren't a part of the shit-n-piss force) are treated like demons. he likes ingrid, so why would he actually commit to making her a man? when men are inferior to him?

you know how fucking hurtful that is? according to cap'nfart and his idiot little friends, i'm a cis woman because i don't like stereotypical guy things. i like art, fashion, makeup - things he deems girl things, things he says are part of why ingrid is a trans man in canon, supposedly, because she hates them

and let's NOT start on the whole "kronya taking on monica's appearance and name is totally a transgender allegory, tee hee!" is downright transphobic

so tell me, you fucking coward, should i take this lying down? i think the fuck not. maybe shut the fuck up about calling someone rightfully criticising a bigoted shitfic being just as bad as the fucking bigots

Door's open nonnie

[baeshijima]

personally if i were part of the express crew i'd request a karaoke room bc that'd be SO sick imagine the family karaoke nights

STOP THATS SUCH A FUN IDEA??? imagine destressing after a long arduous trip with the crew in the karaoke room and its just silly and cute duets with march (one of robins songs is a definite must-sing), and then both of u and stelle/caelus forming a triplet with group songs, idol welt coming out for show who somehow knows all the dance moves, himeko with her ballads, and dan heng with his surprisingly soothing voice that had everyone cheering, much to his embarrassment (he only sang one song, but considering the effort u went through just to convince him to participate, u will take what u can get)

omg and pom-pom back-up dancer and soloist.... biggest cheers and applauds for the dear conductor.... sobs....

and ofc we cant forget the whole express crew singing for the last one.... yeah...

[garoujo]

i should never have been let loose in harajuku today i spent every ounce of money in my wallet

[moechies]

hello. . am trying out the text colorizer that sweet anon sent me :3c

[mirrortouchedsea]

Madaleo 20? Love your work!

ask game

…on a scar.

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The wound on his hand was healing well, scar tissue knitting his palm together. Despite all of the jobs he had taken recently, Madara had only sustained minor injuries. At least, minor injuries that drew blood. His body was sore all over but he had to push through it. Couldn't have all of ES gossiping about him like that if he could help it.

Madara runs his hand under some water in the communal kitchen sink. If anyone asked, he could say a knife slipped while cooking or something. Not entirely believable for him but better than the alternative.

He hears a familiar voice humming down the hall, lighter than air as a melody is born in the moment to his favorite musical genius. Madara smiles and turns off the water, running to catch Leo in a hug before the other boy could surprise him.

"Mikejimama! I'm back in Japan!" Leo hugs him back enthusiastically. It had been a few months since the two had seen each other, what with Madara's odd jobs and Leo living in Italy with Izumi most of the year.

"Leo-san!" Madara doesn't have the words to tell Leo how happy he is to see his boyfriend.

They pull away, Leo's eyes shining as he starts telling Madara about his life in Italy, the types of people he works with and all of the food (he insists that Madara should come with them next time so they can try out these cafes near their apartment together). Madara nods along, soaking in all of Leo's voice for safe keeping.

At some point, Madara finds himself bringing up a hand to brush aside Leo's hair from his face and Leo's eyes seem to trace the movement. His face falls and Madara realizes its the hand with the fresh scar.

"You're taking care of yourself right, Mama?" Leo brings his own hand up to Madara's, thumb tracing over the scar.

"Of course, Leo-san. I just cut myself while cooking last week. Don't worry about it." The lie slips from him easily, but neither of them buy it. Leo doesn't push, he never does (but maybe he should, someday, when they're safe and thousands of miles from here. Madara wants him to push for truth), but he brings Madara's palm to his lips, leaving a gentle kiss, and another and another, until Madara is laughing and Leo follows suit.

Madara pulls Leo in for a gentle kiss on the lips, still laughing, still smiling.

[rinhaler]

i bought a sukuna heart shaped cake for tomorrow lmao i'm down bad the crazy thing is that i didn’t even liked sukuna until i started following you😔😔

omg ykw i wasnt even that into sukuna until i made this blog we've all been the downfall of each other LMAOOOOO

[abc04]

[Image Description: Six circle icons of Emu Otori from Project Sekai over the idol regressor flag. /end ID]

idol regressor emu icons! 🍭🎡 suggested by anon!

[itoshi-s]

meeting sae in a club in Spain where bailando is playing.l and dancing w him........ GSLEGEMEVEKW WDKEBWLWGOWGEKE

nonnie absolutely.. omg listen!!!!! sae doesn't usually dance.. usually just sips on his drink &&just chills for a bit. doesn't even get that tipsy most of the time - unless there's something the team has to celebrate, perhaps their latest win or qualification. he still doesn't rly look like he's enjoying himself, not w that usual tepid look on his face 😭 BUT fret not, the shots the team has been downing one by one for the past hour or so are def working, and u bet sae looks so fucking handsome when tipsy. cheeks flushed, eyes fluttering just a tad slower than usual, gaze bleary and few first buttons of his shirt undone.... the silver chain glimmering under the neon lights...... WHEWWWW. and listen,, he's cute as hell, looks so dreamy when he's drunk, AND if you ever thought this man is stiff, he WILL prove u wrong the second you approach him and start to wine up on him. pls he def learns a lil during his time in spain :( that's the ultimate itoshi divide, rin cannot move for the life of him whereas sae just KNOWS how to vibe 😭 his movements are a little slow, hand steady on your hip and dictating the rhythm, but it's really not as seductive as you'd think - you link your hands behind his neck and sing along, head thrown back and eyes closed, and he's not exactly smiling, but there is a gleam in his eye as he watches you. sae doesn't really do dancing - but you look so pretty& there was so much confidence in your step when you approached him.. how could he say no??

[enluv]

Okay okay Beomgyu or Niki the bf to constantly tease and play jokes on you, and if you get upset or something because it’s been a rough day or you’re not in the mood, both would immediately be apologizing and trying to make it up to because the last thing they want is to make their baby upset

they would regret it immediately 😭 the way their faces would fall as soon as they see you aren’t laughing with them like you usually are!! I can definitely see both of them like this like absolutely maybe even through in yeonjun too because silly boyfriends for real!