#i'm a sucker for the trope of Tall And Strong But In Love And Soft For Smaller Person Who People Underestimate But Can Be Badass

[pastafossa]

Hello pasta!

I drew this a few months ago after revisit the first few chapters of TRT. I hadn’t drawn anything in so long, but I felt inspired! Hope you enjoy! This is me as Jane, I’m significantly smaller than Matt and I’d be lying if I didn’t enjoy that. My 5’0 Latina ass loves the high difference lol. As always keep up the amazing work❤️❤️

OH MY GOD THIS IS SO FUCKING AWESOME

FIRST OF ALL, LOOK AT HIM ALL SMIRKY AND CHARMING AND HAPPY, bastard is in love and delighted about that red thread (and you got the little bit of his hair that always sticks up which I LOVE thank you), ever present stubble YES and the hand in the pockets, aka one of my favorite poses, smug man

And I LOVE you as Jane! THE KEEEEEEEEEEY (go nowhere without it), and I love the expression, there's a spark there that's very Jane matt has probably said something ridiculously charming but you can't smile *too* much when he does or his ego will get big. I also adore that the color here is the red thread! It gives the thread that kind of ethereal otherworldly vibe when it's in color but the rest is greyscale!

and yessssss the height difference! I try not to say much about Jane's height so that people can see her as short or as tall as needed, but if I had to give her a height, she'd be shorter than Matt in part to better facilitate climbing into small places that matt has to come haul her out of.

Thank you so so much for coming to show me this! I GIVE THIS MY SEAL OF APPROVAL.

SEAL. DO YOUR THING.

[mrsoharaa]

˗ˏˋ ୭ 𝑵𝒆𝒆𝒅 𝒀𝒐𝒖 𝑴𝒐𝒓𝒆 𝑻𝒉𝒆𝒏 𝑰 𝑾𝒂𝒏𝒕 𝑻𝒐𝒐.

characters: Suguru Geto x Reader (x Choso Kamo)

cw/tw: none! fluff! slight angst (? if you squint hard enough!), love triangle trope (thing?? because I'm a total sucker for those!).

After Shoko's careful examination and treatment to your wounds over the past few days, you finally stir and wake amongst the examination bed, noticing a little note sitting beside you. Sitting upward, you grabbed the piece of paper, unfolded it and began to skim over the little words decorating the thin material.

I'm sorry I had to leave your side L/n-san, Yuji had called me in for an important rendezvous. Says he really needed me for a specific mission. But I promise I will return to you as soon as I can. - Choso.

Your lips form into a tiny giddy smile, holding the small, heartwarming simple note to your chest. A small tang of a throb still pulsing amongst your side, forcing a small wince to fumble from your faltering lips.

"Shoko instructed you to rest, Y/n" your ears perk up to the sound of Suguru's smooth tone, echoing within the silent, vast chambers of Shoko's medical lab.

You exhale a small huff, flinging your legs over the edge of the examination bed, rolling your shoulders while doing so.

"I think I'm pretty well rested enough" you sigh softly, the lingering pang of your side still nagging at you. Not as bad as it had before, but it was there.

Footsteps drew in closer, bouncing off the metallic instruments and the mortuary cabinets, into your ears. Your eyes slowly lifted upward, watching the slow approach of Suguru's tall stature emerge from the shallow darkness of the hallway.

So many years had passed since the two of you had ever contacted, and he still looked the same.

A soaring, firm built from the strut of his wide shoulders to the length of his strong legs. Dark tresses of silk raven longer then before, half curled up into a semi neat bun, as the rest cascaded down beautifully along the midst of his widen back. Lips still perfectly glossed and full, lashes even more fuller and lulling. Cheekbones deliciously chiseled and well toned out, as those eyes...god, had those breath taking irises of deep chestnut still made chills run down the arch of your spine.

A heavy gust of fluttering butterflies swarming ever so prominently within the depths of your warm stomach.

The literal definition of tall, dark and handsome. To the tea.

Just the simple way he looks at you made you feel like everything was floating. Made your heart tighten against your hefty chest, your breath to hitch and your cheeks to flourish into a deep heat.

You abruptly turn your head aside, still clutching onto Choso's little cute note in your tiny grasp. Your fingertips lacing over the feeble paper with such a grip.

A simple, low chuckle resonates around the semi empty room, recapturing your attention.

Your eyes gradually draws back onto the closely approaching sorcerer brimming a diligent smile at you.

God how you hated how much of a clasp he had on you.

Specifically with that damn voice and charming smile of his.

You bite your inner cheek, forcing back any snarky retort you had to blabber out. Trying to ignore and plummet down the inevitable and impending emotions grating away at your pattering heart for the man.

"That's sweet of Choso to leave you a little love letter" Suguru's calm voice chimes with saturated, soft venom. Obvious trace of jealousy and revolt fueling behind his collected demeanor. You'd scoff lightly, glancing down at the paper in your hand, your genuine smile never ceasing from your face.

"Enough with the false soft facade, Suguru...it doesn't suit you" you retort firmly, hoping off the examination table, landing onto the flat of your feet. Only to slightly loose balance, faltering your stance to cling onto the edge of the examination bed.

A heavy exhale stammers off your lips, a comfortable warmth settling on each side of your hips, holding you upright carefully. Your eyes swiftly drift down to a pair of extensive palms clasping onto the curves of your hips, attentively.

Your head lifts back up to meet those god forsaken eyes of his, noting the soften gaze boring down on you with such worry and honest contentment.

"I-I'm fine Suguru" you mutter over your spluttered words, immense heat gathering at the lush of your cheeks, your fingers digging deeper and firmer into the solid mattress of the examination bed.

Another soft, low chuckle reverberates through your ears, long fingers curling ever so securely around your hips, gradually straightening you up amongst your stumbling feet. Not noticing how indubitably closer he was towards you. Nearly a breath away from your flushed face.

He helps aid you to a proper stance, lifting his left hand and using the backside of his index finger to draw away the little strands of hair draping along your radiant skin. Your breath tightens at the back of your throat softly, pupils expand to the subtle touch of his prolong digit ghosting over the warmth of your tender flesh. Delicately brushing away the loosen strands of hair from your pretty smug.

Your eyes finally meet, the air that surrounded the both of you seemed to be more suffocating and thickening.

The strong, imminent gaze he was sharing with you made your entire being shudder beneath his careful advances towards you.

God, those eyes.

Damn those lips.

Fucking hell, this man.

You swallow the hard, thick lump trapped at the depths of your strangled throat. Your body slightly flinches when you feel the back of his finger gently stroke the lower shell of your ear.

You caught the small, genuine twitch of a smile grace over the flawless skin of his face. The sheer beauty and authenticity of his charming smile catching you completely off guard. Completely lost to the prominent stare of those perfectly polished irises. Entirely captivated by the simple, longing stare that swindled it's way into your bantering heart.

The distance between you two seemed to become more shortened...space gradually closing in. Lips inches apart from one another.

The bearable, airy silence that drew over the two of you only added on to the private cozy enclosure you both shared.

Ceasing in the space little by little, you could feel the inviting warmth of his breath fan across your skin. Your heart bashing ever so frantically against your chest, as everything around you seemed to fog out. Nothing but the two of you, easing your conscious.

As his lips nearly brushes over the supple skin of your full lips, the sound of loud footsteps had intruded promptly within the comfortable silence that swarmed around you.

Abruptly pulling away, you notice Shoko, Satoru, Choso and Yuji barge through the doorway of Shoko's medical room. All eyes pinned directly onto you.

"Well well, look whose finally awake!" Gojo grinned coyishly with a pitched chirp to his tone, hands falling into the depths of his pockets, as he lingers his gaze over to his quiet best friend standing beside you.

Choso's eyes peered onto Suguru for a prolong, dreading moment.

Thick brows furrow tightly, as a thick wave of unsettled nerves clawed through his skin.

Suguru's eyes drifted from the plain empty walls of Shoko's lab to Choso's dreary glare. His brows knotting no better then Choso's.

"L/n-senseiiii! you're alright!!" Yuji cheers out, dashing over towards you and hugging you with such a secured vice.

You'd wince softly under his embrace, laughing at Yuji's adorable excitement to seeing you well and up.

"Thank you, Itadori-kun! but please...a little more careful please" you gently pat the gasping boys back, watching his weight quickly part from your own. He quickly apologizes while politely bowing.

You could all but giggle and pat at the bright, lively pink haired boys enthusiasm. Your eyes catching Suguru's body walking towards the white haired man and Shoko. He swiftly catches your glimpse, smiles wryly and continues his pace towards the two friends gawking at him blankly (though, Gojo seemed to be in a more coy and giddy mode even more so. Wearing such a stretched, cocky grin on his smug face).

Choso casually makes his way over towards you, hardly glances over towards Suguru's presence as he walks pass him. Ignoring his entire being, just to get to you. His sole purpose.

"L/n-san, did you read my letter?" Choso calmly asks, looking down at your crumbled fist. You blink, and follow his tender gaze at your hand.

"O-oh yeah! I did! thank you Choso...that was really sweet of you to do" you drew him a tender smile, wrapping your arms around his neck to embrace him cozily. All while he seems confused, he glimpse over to his grinning "younger brother" and nudges his head. Signaling for the man to return the welcoming, warm gesture.

Choso hesitates nervously at first, but quickly leers into the comforting contact of your beaming touch.

You'd hum another quieted thank you close into Choso's ear, your eyes fluttering over to a silenced, stoic Suguru.

Connecting with his eyes, you could feel the familiar hard lump recollecting back at the lodge of your throat. Your heart skipping a beat, as you continued basking in Choso's warmth.

[nukaworld]

Oh man, I'm a huge sucker for tall, intimidating ladies with cute flowery names. For example, I've been playing around with this one girl, a brawler named Susan that everyone calls Susie Blackeye (cuz black-eyed susans lol) but haven't been able to decide between making her a merc, a common crook, a bodyguard or a wandering do-gooder. The only thing I do know is that despite her rough appearance, she has a soft spot for kids and loves flowers, especially carrot blossoms.

I LOVE THE GENTLE GIANT TROPE BUT ON WOMEN! I LOVE LOVE LOVE IT ON ANY CHAR BUT I AM SO HAPPY TO SEE IT USED ON WOMEN. Big tall beefy women that like flowers and cute things and are gentle to small children and animals but can also punch a guy through a wall is Prime Aesthetic and I love it.

My Lexi is very tall but she is kind of lanky and she is strong and well toned but she is also kind of mean. However she still loves flowers and gentle light pink colors sometimes, even if she wears leather and all black.