#girlymatsu x reader

[mx-mongoose]

OKAY does anyone have good fic recommendations for Osomatsu san? Could be X Reader (preferably GN or masc) or shipping or multichapter or oneshot or anything EXCEPT BLMATSU. PLEASE NONE OF THAT.

I just can’t find any fics that like expand the brother’s characters from the show. Like i want them PATHETIC, I want them to be as terrible as they are in the show, I want them losers, I want them to either be as bad as they are in the show or have gradual realistic character progression.

Idk when it comes to x readers im just tired of them automatically being good boyfriends and be all romantic in an unrealistic way for their characters.

Plus I also want fics or ship fics that are just in character in general or have a similar charm to the show

[thebardisabird]

*taps mic* ...I can do one right? I can just...slide this request while I’m still unpacking my whole home, right? WELL IM GONNA. Dear Anonym, come be swayed by your sporty sweetheart (I’m on mobile so I’ll put it under a cut later)

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It started with your volunteering. Your hobby for planting caught the attention of the environmental department in Akatsuka. With that came the pleas to plant trees and gardens throughout Akatsuka; a crazy request at first, but you thoroughly enjoyed the process as you found out. Something about the dirt under your fingernails and the idea of more greenery in your neighborhood made you elated. Your latest project was to spruce up the local track field. It wasn’t uncommon for a runners area to have little foliage or flora nearby, but with how large the area was - you figured the committee was correct in thinking it could use some.

That’s when you saw her.

The first few times, she never noticed you; too focused on her running and various resistance exercises to even realize you were there. Yet you watched her, all raven haired and energetic. The pushups she did each day made you feel sore just by watching, and yet she did them like it was nothing. She counted well into the hundreds each exercise, while you idly stared in the midst of your tilling and planting. It wasn’t until the cool breeze of a Wednesday evening that your eyes locked. Sweat dripped down her dark lashes - and the huffs of her winded lungs stopped her run to a halt. When she guzzled her half-emptied water was when she saw you. You ripped your eyes away (not wanting to seem like you were staring), but your flushed face was enough to rival the tulips you were planting. The stifled giggle was the introduction to the stairwell. The gentle greeting after a day’s workout put both feet on the first step. Soon after came exchanged hello’s each day and subtle glances in the others direction.

Her name was Karako...and she was oddly captivating. Lithe muscle and a whole mess of spunk was her make-up. A drastic opposite to your softness and reservation. There was a ruggedness about her that drew you in and yet she was never rough or imposing. Far from gentle in persona, but very well inviting. Karako laughed with gusto to your shy syllables and often made it a point to make you laugh when she could. She talked about her daily routines and all the places she’s been in Japan to visit. But she’d also listen when you told her about the different flowers you were planting and what their maintenance consisted of. Your workload felt lighter with her around.

As the days passed, your project was finding its closure. A once barren track and field was brought to life by an array of bountiful color. Hands on your hips, you prided yourself in your completion.

“It looks stunning” you heard a voice sound behind you. You turned to the sight of Karako slipping her workout gloves on. Gentle smiles exchange and you feel yourself light up, “Well...I did the best I could. Looks nice though, right?”

She nodded in agreement, though a thought hit her in the middle of it, “...But I guess that means I won’t see you around anymore, hm?”

You hadn’t thought about that. A sinking feeling hit your stomach and you struggled with the idea of not seeing Karako in your meet up spot. This place was an intimate project for you in more ways than one. She sensed your discomfort, chewing on her lip in thought for a response. Her heel dug into the pavement, and though she tried not to, she couldn’t help but blush at her statement,

“You know...I have 5 sisters and a house that could use some pretty flowers for them to appreciate...maybe...you could teach me how to plant them?”

She stared off to the wayside, blushing further when you laughed softly at her request. It was turned however when she caught the sight of you nodding,

“I think I’d like that.”

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Valentines Day Matsuno Sextuplets X GN!Reader

you guys were nice to me so i made this for u <3 thank u for all the kind comments iluguys!! plspls remember if yall want me to make stuff open ur mouths and praise me thank u!!!!! also its still february, it still only technically counts as late but not irrelevant yet!!!

OSOMATSU

Osomatsu isn’t gonna even pretend for a second that he’s not bitter and envious while walking through the streets. He’s kicking rocks, spitting just cause, glaring at any happy couple who dares looks in his line of sight. Where the hell are you? What’s the point of dating somebody if Osomatsu doesn’t get his fill and more on romantic holidays?

So he went to all of your usual hang out spots, your job, your house, your grandma’s, the grocery store, the laundry mat, the bank, the post office? Well, some of them aren’t your hang out spots but more like where a regular functional adult might need to go during a weekday…but you weren’t there at any of them! And you didn’t even call Osomatsu over to come play! What’s he supposed to do other than walk around stomping litter and making his hurt feelings everyone else’s issue?

Where’s Iyami? Where’s his brothers? Surely Osomatsu can rally a couple of them to beat the shit outta Iyami just for fun! Iyami probably did something to deserve it?

Osomachuu wants some chocolates! Please! Any! He lets out a giant whine so the universe hears, “Where’s my chocolate?!” Right in the middle of his anguished cries something hits him right on the back of the head with enough force to damn near crack his skull. What the fuck?! Osomatsu takes a pretty comical spill right onto the pavement and eats shit in front of a group of teenage girls discussing who they’re giving their candies to.

Immediately the sound of your laughter fills the air which causes Osomatsu to burst into his own smile when he sees what actually assaulted him. It’s a box of chocolates that has a clear markdown price on it that says it’s on clearance. Its base price was only 200 yen to begin with and on the package there’s a sticky note that says, “Made ya look! <3” and when Osomatsu turns around you’re pointing and laughing in his face.

You mock him for a few more seconds before running over and kissing him once on the lips. After that you raise your hand up to hit Osomatsu. He should’ve known not to go out with someone the same level of childish as him because when Osomatsu jumps you gleefully shout, “And two for flinching!” before smacking him on the back of the head twice.

After that you run away shouting about Osomatsu catching you if he can which leaves him dumbfound. “Sheesh…” Osomatsu smiles fondly in the direction you ran off in while turning the box over in his hands. On the opposite side there’s a limerick:

Oso’s are red

Karas are blue

visit my house

and you’ll cum too!

With a series of little dicks peppering it like they’re hearts. Osomatsu’s never felt so fucking in love when he mutters, “What the hell? We’re not kids anymore…” He’s definitely not going to let you get away with this, especially because you’re calling him “Slowpoke Osomatsu!” from half a block over. When Osomatsu gets to his feet he runs after you as fast as he can shouting some pretty juvenile swears. “That hurts! I’ll kill you!!” The second Osomatsu has you cornered you start making fun of him again.

“Oooh, you caught me! What now?” Osomatsu thinks about it before answering.

“I’m gonna rob you.” Your smile faulters just a second. “For my money?” Osomatsu shakes his head, “Give me the good stuff you have in your backpack.” It only takes a second before you shove him away, “Not until you answer my riddles three!” Osomatsu rolls his eyes.

“I said I’m mugging you, gimme!” With that he starts fighting for your backpack which ends up with Osomatsu getting his ass beat in an impromptu wrestling match as you scream about your riddles. Eventually a police officer shoos you both off with the threats of satiations and triumphantly Osomatsu steals the backpack full of chocolates and baked goods. “I let you win by the way!” You announce holding onto Osomatsu’s hand. “I was just tired and the sun was in my eyes.”

“You’re the biggest fucking kid I know and I know some goofballs.” Osomatsu shoves a brownie into your mouth when you try to argue your way out of it. “I thought I was childish but you take the cake. Happy Valentines I guess.”

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KARAMATSU

You pick up Karamatsu after the sun sets because you know ambiance is important for him; you decked out your car in all of the little things that you know would set the mood for your insanely romantic boyfriend. It’s taken over three weeks to obtain and arrange everything to make tonight oh so special for Karamatsu because you know an equal exchange is important. The last time Karamatsu felt unappreciated you woke up to him hammering nails into the floor. You won’t slip up again.

“Wowowow!!” Karamatsu gasps as he climbs into the passenger’s side and he gingerly touches one of the fairylights you strategically placed. You’ve got that musician he’s obsessed with playing softly, you’ve got your pair of sunglasses on even though God knows that’s a terrible idea. His silly little face is placed directly over your heart and fuck you’re cold in this tank top but you know Karamatsu’s love language is conceited and sweet so you’re getting points. “You did all this for me?” Karamatsu sounds earnest in his affections, “Of course! I even have a gift for you in the back.” That’s all you have to say before Karamatsu dives behind the seat and grabs the navy-blue gift bag. You know Christmas was only a few months ago and you kinda dropped the ball on last year’s gifts so you wanted to make sure at least Valentine’s day was special.

You hand sown a mini Karamatsu plushie and you can hear him gasping about the stitching. You fucking pricked the shit outta your fingers for months trying to get that embroidered rose just right on mini Kara’s back. “It looks amazing!” Karamatsu gushes before digging more into the bag, “There’s more?!”

“Of course there is! I am your ever faithful Karamatsu servant, so you know I had to return the favor and spoil my mans.” You’re so happy that Karamatsu instantly examines the blue carbon pocket watch and just watching his fingers gently trail across the inscription is so much. “This is too much! Please my honey, tell me there isn’t more in this bag.” Karamatsu eventually pulls the gift bag onto his lap and starts almost screaming in delight with each present removed.

You got his favorite brand of cologne, a new set of sunglasses, a custom shot tumbler with his face printed on it, and finally the thing you wanted him to see the most! “You didn’t?! Seriously – you didn’t!” Karamatsu very solemnly sounds so giddy but he’s holding up the Tenjin Works peacoat. “What?!” You’re thankful you didn’t pull off yet because Karamatsu’s hands tremble as he triple checks the tags.

“What?!” That’s all you get before you’re absolutely covered in kisses! Karamatsu tries his very best to say more than “I love you, I love you, I love you!” but he’s blubbering so loudly it muddles together while he shakes your shoulders. After a few minutes of happy sobbing and wiping his eyes Karamatsu tries his very best to save face, “I’m better now. Thank you, after today you are no longer my Karamatsu fan! I have seen the light and I underestimated your power, after this night I am your eternal beau! I live and breathe for you, there is no way to return this debt other than my life long servitude! I will worship you until my dying breath!” You nod along and buckle Karamatsu into his seat. “Sounds good, let’s go then!” When you drive Karamatsu to your house he’s even more shocked when you usher him into the candle lit room, “You shouldn’t leave these unattended!” Which is something so unlike him to say but you don’t mind it.

“Sit over there.” You point to the couch and go to the kitchen. When you return Karamatsu’s eyes are lit up like he’s a kid on Christmas before he bursts into tears again because he sees you have a platter of chocolate covered fruits. “Please my dearest, my heart cannot take any more joy! Allow me a moment to recuperate before I explode!” You feel like a bully but no, Karamatsu doesn’t get a moment to recuperate.

You walk over with a chocolate covered strawberry in hand, “I thought it was my turn to spoil you though, Karamatsu? Am I not doing a good job?” The second Karamatsu opens his mouth to protest you pop the strawberry in. “Happy Valentines.”

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My #1 post of 2022

girl its not the "puritans/anti porn/think of the children" sanitizing the internet. its the advertizers who dont want to pay for ads on porn sites. its the board chairmen, its the shareholders, its the people who have money and capital and its the hands that money exchanges through. its capitalism.

its NOT the person with PTSD saying "hey stop fucking posting sexual violence where i can see it and spiral into flashbacks for several hours and have serious breakdowns with its effects that last for weeks" but yall are stupid. Like incredibly stupid. Like impressively stupid and you've learnt through confirmation bias that your idiotic arguments are sound.

They're not.

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[thebardisabird]

would u ever write girlymatsus x readers? like as in fem/fem

Yeah, absolutely!