#ososan drabbles

[thebardisabird]

I feel like Todomatsu would be the best person to do basic bitch cozy fall things with. The coffee dates, the park walks, the comfy sweaters, etc. The aesthetic pleases him, but it also gives him an excuse to spend time with you: to watch the leaves fall, to take scenic pictures, to just be with you.

And with some nearly retching courage, he'd loop his arm around your shoulders as you're walking together; you lean your head on his shoulder and he stiffens at first - but the smile on his face and the warmth of you against him melts that stiffness a little - enough for him to laugh just hard enough that it shows in the cool air and say so quietly that only you can hear him:

"You're cute, you know that?"

[imaginesmatsu]

(for the ask game) not sure how it works, but 7 L and 2 or 3 for all the brothers 💩? Thanks in advance

deleted scene + hurt/comfort + "do you need help?" / "what did you say?" | pretend these are scenes cut from fic. (they can be used for fic if yall want to use them, just pls credit thx)

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osomatsu

Osomatsu was stretched across the floor, flipping through a magazine when he heard an "Ow, fuck!" followed by a loud clatter. He scrambles to his feet and rushes to where the noise came from, nearly faceplanting into a wall as he slid across the floor.

"Are you okay?! Do you need help?! An ambulance?!" If his face didn't show his panic, then his voice definitely did. His eyes were wide as he took in his roommate/crush holding their hand in a small towel and a knife on the ground.

"No, no, I'm okay - I spaced out a little bit, it's fine, I'm good. Just need a, uh, bandage. Or some gauze. I don't need stitches though, I swear." They send Osomatsu as reassuring a look as they can despite the pain they were in.

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karamatsu

You look up from your spot on the couch, temporarily placing down your reading/listening material in order to unravel yourself from the large blanket you were in. Karamatsu appears through the doorway, grumbling quietly to himself. His eyebrows are down-turned and there is a scowl on his face.

"What did you say, Kara?" you ask out of concern for the male. His eyes soften when he catches your worried gaze, and he forces a smile onto his face.

"It's nothing, my darling. There's no need for that look."

You pout slightly before wrapping yourself up once more. "Well..." Your teeth chew on your lower lip for a short moment before you continue with, "I'm here if you need me, okay?"

"Thank you, my love."

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[redacted]

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ichimatsu

"Hey! What are you - oh. Oh! Oh shit, do you need help?!"

Ichimatsu's head snaps up, blurry eyes hardly focusing on the figure cautiously approaching him. He stares for a while before his eyes start to wander.

He felt nothing until a hand lightly brushed his hair from his forehead - and then the pain seemed to send him to another world entirely. A groan reaches his ears as the stranger curses and does their best to soothe him.

"Dude, listen, it's okay - it's uh, it's. It's pretty bad, I'll get you to the hospital -"

"No..." Was that his voice? How weak. Pathetic. Absolute trash.

"I... come on, man, I don't wanna see you die here."

Ichimatsu grunts weakly in response to the stranger, ignoring the way that their voice sounded pained as well.

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jyushumatsu

"FUCK!!!"

The exclamation from across the field startles you. Your head snaps up as you drop your pencil into your lap, somehow having heard the shout from over your music. A bright yellow-clad male starts swinging his baseball bat wildly as he yells with frustration.

Wasn't this the same guy who, just yesterday, ran up to you with a bundle of weeds to thank you for helping him the previous week? If you remembered correctly, he would usually run laps around the park and be all smiles. What...happened?

As you're debating whether or not to ask this, someone is suddenly sitting cross-legged in front of you with a large, tense grin. It was Mr. Yellow, of course, and you feel bad for the nervousness that wound itself around your heart.

"I-I'm sorry, what did you say?" you ask, after realizing that the man had asked you for something. "And are you okay?"

"I'm apparently not allowed to bring my baseball bat here!" he near-yells, though it seems like that's just his normal volume. "Angry! Annoyed! It's nice to come here, but just running is boring!"

"Oh, well, uh..." You rub the back of your neck awkwardly as you glance around. "I'm sorry for your loss, but, uh... there's usually no one around in the middle of the night. It's peaceful." You send the man a nervous grin as the tenseness in his expression seems to leave. It's replaced with, possibly, an idea.

"Okay!!! Meet me here at midnight then!" he yells even louder before getting up to run away.

... what?

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todomatsu

somethin somethin... partner trying to stitch something up & jabs their finger with the needle for the 1 millionth time, todomatsu asks if they need some help/what happened, partner explains xyz, todomatsu helps the partner stitch up whatever got ripped (clothes, plushie, or w/ever). sorry for lazy, i just dont rly vibe with pinky :/

[jermer10]

Fanfic Masterlist !! ˚ ༘ ೀ⋆｡˚

a collective of all the fics i've written, updated as i post! ★ blog intro ★

list under the cut :P

Osomatsu-san:

★ OSOSAN general romantic headcanons | gn reader ★ OSOSAN brothers with an adopted teen sibling | gn reader ★ OSOSAN brothers trying to calm a stressed out reader | gn reader ★ OSOSAN reader falling asleep on them | gn reader

Team Fortress 2:

★ TF2 support mercs with a transmasc reader who's on their period | afab transmasc reader ★ TF2 support mercs with reader who experiences nightmares | gn reader ★ TF2 support team with a vampire reader | gn reader ★ TF2 mercs finding out their s/o is pregnant + raising kids hcs | afab reader ★ TF2 mercs with a pregnant s/o | afab reader ★ TF2 platonic yandere mercs hcs | gn reader ★ TF2 damsels in distress | gn reader ★ TF2 mercs with a southern s/o | gn reader ★ TF2 mercs with a clown/jester reader | gn reader ★ TF2 mercs with a fairy/pixie reader | gn reader ★ TF2 mercs with a reader who experiences panic attacks | gn reader ★ TF2 mercs taking care of a very sick reader | gn reader ★ TF2 falling asleep on their shoulder | gn reader ★ TF2 spy x punk!reader | gn reader ★ TF2 flustered scout | gn reader ★ TF2 scout x reader x sniper | gn reader ★ TF2 scout x transfem!reader | transfem reader ★ TF2 ftm!sniper x ftm!reader age regression | transman reader ★ TF2 softie soldier | suggestive, gn reader ★ TF2 forced confinement | suggestive, gn reader ★ TF2 mercs being pulled in by their ties | suggestive, gn reader ★ TF2 relationship hcs + miss pauling | suggestive, gn reader ★ TF2 mercs dating an enemy reader | suggestive, gn reader ★ TF2 yandere sniper drabbles | suggestive, gn reader ★ TF2 enemies to lovers sniper | suggestive, gn reader ★ TF2 pyro headcanons sfw + nsfw | nsfw, gn reader ★ TF2 yandere mercs with an enemy s/o | nsfw, gn reader ★ TF2 yandere scout x civilian reader | 18+ only, gn reader ★ TF2 male s/o with a weapon kink | 18+ only, male reader ★ TF2 medic having a male s/o with a weapon kink | 18+ only, male reader

★ TF2 working it out | sniper x reader | suggestive, gn reader ★ TF2 hey, stranger | scout x reader | gn reader ★ TF2 playing pretend | scout x reader | gn reader ★ TF2 fake dating - gone wrong not clickbait | scout x reader | suggestive, gn reader ★ TF2 sweater weather | heavy x reader | 18+ only, afab reader ★ TF2 in the trenches | soldier x reader | gn reader ★ TF2 his prize | sniper x reader | 18+ only, afab reader ★ TF2 in the midst of chaos | medic x reader | afab reader

[werelywrites]

you know that saying... “you can’t love someone else until you love yourself”? Can you write a ficlet, of any Matsuno bro of your choice, when confronted with that saying by their s/o? (Sorry if I’m not clear?? But please write this in however you please, because when it comes down to it, do the boys love themselves truly as a person to love their s/o?)

oof! finally finished this! So I chose Ichimatsu, mainly because, not only do I adore him but also because he’s a lot like my s/o and myself.

I hope you like it!

Ichimatsu x gender neutral reader sfw 

“Kamina Confession”

Ichimatsu was drunk. A very rare sight indeed. When he’s drunk he’s more talkative, more open. Usually he knew his limits and wouldn’t get close to them around you. Yet tonight was different.

It was an evening of drunken talks between the two of you and somehow you both got on the subject of romantic feelings. If you were drinking more than a few sips here and there you would have admitted your feelings to this adorable man but you kept your mouth shut, knowing now was not the time to do so.

However, he had emptied enough bottles and cans to say his own too long bottled in feelings that they just came bursting out like a champagne cork then proceeded to pour out, overflowing the conversation.

“I love you” was said over and over in between hiccups as tears rolled down his red cheeks. Clinging onto you for dear life, you gently rocked him. He was too far into the drink to listen to your own confessions. You couldn’t help but to smile at the ridiculousness. The man you loved so dearly was confessing his own love for you but was so drunk he was assuming you were rejecting him. He sobbed as much to you. “You could never be in love with such trash, yet I…..I love you. So-so much….I can’t….I need…..” hic “You’ll never be with me.”

You let him fall asleep in your arms, hushing his sobs. Planting kisses to his temple.

He awoke in your arms, his cheek pressed to your chest. Not registering that this was not in fact still a dream, he nuzzled further. He let out a contented sigh when tired fingers ran through his hair.

He had this dream before, he knew the moment he’d opened his eyes you’d be gone.

But the pain in his head was getting worse, he knew he needed to get up soon.

You wiggled, slowly trying to get out from under him, he groaned. A grumbled “don’t” was uttered as his hold around your middle tightened.

Small twinkling laugh came from beneath him. “Ichimatsu, I have to get up please.”

Huh. This never occurred in his dream before. You wiggled more, effectively getting out of his grasp.

Daring, he opened his eyes, and you were still there, stretching. You were there. He was there. In your home. On your couch. This wasn’t a dream.

His expression was frozen, a deer caught in headlights. Did he get that drunk that he forget where he was?

But then you saw the blush, his mouth hung open in panic before shame washed over his face.

He bolted upright, flipping over the couch, and let out a yelp.

A gasp, “Ichimatsu? Are you alright?” Peering over the couch, you saw him gripping his head in his hands. “Oh, let me go get you some water!”

You heard his voice but not what he said.

Getting closer to hear him better, he flinched, “what?”

“Coffee.” He groaned out.

“Ok, let me make you some coffee. Just sit back down on the couch ok? Take it easy, that must be one nasty hangover.”

You left the living room. It was true, it was a bad hangover but what was killing him was he knew what he had said last night. How could he been so stupid? He was an idiot!

He knew you weren’t interested, there was no way he’d ever let you know how he felt. He didn’t want to even acknowledge his own feelings for you because if he acknowledged them he’d be more crushed than ever. He had to clear things up.  

He came into the kitchen behind you. He was keeping his distance you could tell. Almost as if he was scared you’d attack him. Wanting to let him know that everything was ok you smiled at him.

“I’m not in love with you.” He finally said. You paused your movements. Biting your lip in confusion you restrained the want to go to him, figuring he’d bolt if you approached him.

“….O-oh?”

“I can’t be in love with you.” Now you felt your heart shattering. Was everything he had said just a drunken lie then?

The speck on the floor near his foot was the life line, focusing on it, he continued. “I don’t even love myself so how could I be in love with anyone else.”

“Wait. What?”

“You know, ‘you can’t love someone else until you love yourself.’” His arms came up to form quotation marks. The defeated look seemed final.

But you weren’t having it, if he didn’t love you for real that was fine but you weren’t going to let him go with that awful thought holding him back in the future. “That’s not true, Ichimatsu.”

Sweat rolled down his brow, eyes widening, “what?”

“That expression isn’t true. Not at all!” You took a deep breath. “Look, Ichimatsu, loving yourself and being in love with someone else are two entire different types of love. Just like loving your mother and your lover are two entire different types of love.” His face scrinched at that.

“Yeah! See. You love your mother and father right? In like an affectionate way.” He nodded. “You love your brothers right? Even though they do things that irritate you and make you mad and not want to be around them sometimes, you still care about them, right?” A little bit of hesitation before a small nod.

“Would you protect them, your brothers, your parents?” A nod.

“Totoko-chan? Dekapan? Hantabou?” Another nod.

“You care about them all, about what happens to them? How they’re doing? Despite all their faults and flaws you still care about them?”

“I don’t see where you’re going with this.”

“That’s love, Ichimatsu.”

He held his breath for what you were going to say next.

“Ok now answer me this honestly and truly think on it…. do you love yourself? Do you care about yourself? Do you find more qualities about yourself that you like versus what you don’t like?” He went to shake his head but paused and actually thought on it. After a moment he slowly shook his head looking more deflated and tired.

“Ok. So you don’t love yourself. Yet you admit to loving your parents and brothers and the others. Are they not ‘someone else?’” He blinked, processing what you were saying.

“It is very possible to love someone else and not love yourself. This goes for romantic love as well….

Sometimes it’s easier to love someone else than it is to love yourself. Seeing their faults and their good attributes and still loving them can be easy because to you their faults don’t seem that big of a deal. However accepting your own faults is harder to accept because we are always our own worst enemy, we think we should know better so our faults seem more unforgivable….

For some people it’s easier to put themselves first before others. But for people like us, it’s easier to put others over our own well being.

That doesn’t mean we can’t love someone else.

Loving someone despite not loving yourself can be a reason to keep going, a reason to start on the path of finding things about yourself that you do like.

And if that person you love, loves you in return, they see all your faults and loves you still, they can show you what you can love about yourself.

There’s a saying that goes something along the lines of, “you don’t have to believe in yourself, but you believe in me. Believe in me who believes in you.”

A heavy pause between the two of you, you let him ponder on what you just told him.

Finally you finished with a whisper, fingers twiddling nervously, “look, Ichimatsu, if you don’t actually love me, that’s…..that’s fine, but please don’t think that you can never love someone just because you don’t love yourself. It’s really not a healthy way to look at things, all that does is hold you back…..People who l-l-love you would want you to fall in love, be happy, and find what you do like about yourself. Whether that’s through you loving someone else or they loving you, doesn’t matter.”

You felt your eyes swell with water, you sniffled to try to stop from crying. This alerted Ichimatsu, panic setting in his features. He was torn between running away or going to you.

“[y/n], I…”

“I want all that. I want you to be happy because, I love you…..and I can list a lot of reasons why I think you are wonderful.” Still unsure if what he confessed to you last night was merely a drunken lie, you made sure to add an apology about making this awkward for him. But you were done holding onto these feelings. You hoped it wouldn’t ruin your friendship with him.

Unaware that you were now the one to pour out your feelings and thoughts out loud, your tears couldn’t keep up with your words. Oddly enough it gave the confidence to Ichimatsu, just enough to hold you, pulling you into his chest.

“Hey….I’m sorry. I-I…I do love you. I just didn’t think I could because…”

“I know.” That saying must had been echoing in his mind for a while.

You had no idea how much time had passed while the two of you gripped onto each other, gently rocking, running fingers through each other’s hair, exchanging whispered I love you’s . It felt wonderful.

It was broken, however, by Ichimatsu’s small chuckle. You asked what was funny. “‘Believe in me who believes in you’ really? Nerd, quoting Gurren Lagann at me.”

“Oh be quiet, it’s a good quote!” You didn’t even try to seem angry, his smile was too infectious. “Calling me a nerd when you’re the one that recognize it. What does that make you? Pretty sure that makes you just as much a nerd as me.”

“Sure, sure. Whatever you say.” He ruffled your hair earning a small protest from you. “Wanna watch it?”

“If we can cuddle?”

Ichimatsu paused, gears turning in his head, realizing that this made you a couple didn’t it? A blush over took his face as he looked away but gave a hopeful nod.

Your answer was simply a kiss to his cheek.

Watching you go back into the living room with coffee in hand, he had to admit that even though he couldn’t see any reason to love himself, you did. You saw lots of reasons to fall for someone like him. Perhaps one day he’ll see what you saw in him, but for now, knowing that you loved him just as much as he loved you was enough.

It was a beginning.

So there’s my two cents on that saying. I understand what that saying is trying to do. but as someone who was convinced that I could not fall in love with someone else because I hated myself it was a very poisonous saying. it sent me further into a self hate hole. 

until I met Dark, my s/o. I couldn’t help myself. I fell head over heals with this dude despite my self hate. the longer we were together the more i saw what he saw. I started to love myself because he in a way showed me what he loves about me, just as i was showing him what i loved about him. 

My friends and family also showed me what I love about myself.

Love is an amazing thing. we should never let something like that saying hold us back.

Now i also want to add that you don’t have to have a s/o to love yourself. No nononono. you can have platonic relationships that can help find reasons to love yourself.

this may sound stupid but love is love. we can’t control where it comes from, when it comes, who loves us and who doesn’t. all we can do is hold back our own feelings or choose to let them out.

Sorry, I’ll get off my soap box now.

(and yes I HAD to add that Gurren Lagann quote It’s too damn good OK DON’T JUDGE ME!!!!)

[vrisrezis]

Bisexual poly. S/O (he/him) and Jyushi and Homura being a thing and sleeping together and cuddling

Yesyesyesyesy

You had your arms wrapped around homuras shoulders and jyushimatsus middle, both had their head on your chest, their hands intertwined with one another. Jyushimatsu was snoring rather loudly, in contrast to your girlfriend who was sleeping soundly and letting out a few cute little snores that you’d tease her about later.

“I don’t snore!” She would say with a blush erupting on her cheeks as you tease her again.

You can’t help but chuckle at this, but finally succumb to your sleep demons and actually fall asleep.

[redwylde]

ChoroDayo :: 15 Minute Drabble

Some unfamiliar force of nature overcame Choromatsu, and without thinking, he sprinted across the small distance between his brothers and Dayoko, who was wringing excess water and muck from her dressings where she sat on the floor.

Vaguely registering that he was also soaked, his clothes torn and caked in grit, Choromatsu found he didn’t care, his quivering and freezing hands immediately darting forward to hold his ex-fiancé, support her weight, help her up and cup her face.

“Oh my God” he gasped, wide-eyed and breathless, staring at her matted hair and trembling skin. “Are you okay!? Are you.. oh my God”.

“I-I wrote a letter..” his hands were a blur, patting around his too many pockets to find the 3-page letter he had written days prior, the triumphant sound in his throat failing into dismay when he beheld the limpid, soggy envelope stuffed with smudged paper between his still-dripping fingers. “A-Ah..”

Could it get any worse?

But she simply giggled, her dainty hands barely covering 1/16th of her wide and beautiful smile and all of the piling anxiety in Choromatsu’s stomach melted away. He tittered, awkwardly scratching the back of his head. “I-I’ll write another” he smiled.

When he finally tore his eyes away from her to try and salvage the letter - he doubted he’d be able to remember every single word even if he did rewrite it - he felt soft hand on his cheek, directing his face back toward the tribe girl. He swallowed.

Her expression was so warm, so longing, like she was about to burst into tears at any moment, and Choromatsu found he felt the same way. Placing his hand on hers, snatching one last look at her dazzling eyes - hah.. he’d been spending too much time with Karamatsu - he nuzzled into her palm, eliciting a velvety chuckle from her.

How could she stand him? How could she not hate him for what he said? What he did? She was too perfect for someone as flawed as him, yet she was here, looking at him like that. Choromatsu sighed, allowing a stray tear to fall from his tired eyes.

“I missed you” he murmured, and his smile stretched to a fantastic grin upon hearing a faint, ethereal “I missed you too”.

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[youllgocrystalcrazy]

   ~~ I’M OFFICIALLY BACK!! AND I’M GLAD!!! lowkey praying my attention doesnt get eaten asap by the new ososan season tomorrow but Cortex and I are Back!! And Hopefully for good!! As is my usual custom, I’ll be whipping up a drabble for his Return!! And I’ll make an Ad soon too!! Nice to see you all again!!

[solyongtherainbow]

Things I'm not worried about : Osomatsu-san S2

Things I'm worried about : The Osomatsu-san fandom and its resurrection

[lord-rosenth0rne]

To-Do List:

I need to keep active so I’m throwing this post up for a visual for myself and to remind myself that if I can’t focus on one thing, I need to turn to the others. I feel I have been giving in to just doing nothing way too often. 

-Start knitting beanies for the coming winter. I have too much yarn and I should make some quick, simple ones and hand them out to anyone who needs/wants one.

-Focus on the lore site. Right now it’s private but it’ll be home to our world-building project. Either continue to create pages or write for the project.

-Focus on writing: Osomatsu-san, Ducktales, Darkwing Duck, Gravity Falls, etc. I want to continue two or three current fics as well as doing small drabble requests. They will be found on @grim-and-gritty (SFW pieces) and @thornedesires (NSFW pieces/Ososan mostly)

-Murder my roommates with ideas and possible role-plays with their F/Os (Sorry, I’m not up to doing rps with anyone else at the moment)

-Binge-watch Gravity Falls, Ducktales (Both versions), Darkwing (1991), and Oso-san. Possibly while knitting. 

-Get back into my Minecraft server and create a Medieval castle/village for the hell of it. (Been watching JackSpeticEye play Minecraft)

[thebardisabird]

Even with your mittens on it was difficult to ignore the biting chill of the winter air, your hands beginning to sting from the unforgiving cold. You struggled to shift your fingers in their coverings, desperate for any amount of friction that would bring your frigid digits the tiniest amount of warmth. You must’ve been making a face, as Choromatsu, who you’d been walking with this entire time, tilted his head with some concern.

“Are you okay?”

At first the question didn’t register as you pressed your gloved hands together, but when it did, he was already keen on your problem.

“Are your hands cold? Here,” Choromatsu began, gently taking your hands and removing your mittens, “I’ve got a trick for that - my mom used to do this for my brothers and I when we were kids.”

With his hands clasped around your own, Choromatsu gently rubbed your cold appendages, tiny sparks of warmth from his contact and friction starting to melt into your skin. Suddenly he dropped to one knee, bringing both of your hands to his face. Using his palms as a tunnel of sorts, he blew warm air into your enclosed fingers, the heat from his breath a welcoming contrast to the winter air. There was a softness to him here, one that tickled your cheeks into reddish hues - from his actions or the warming of your hands you weren’t sure. He gave you one more hearty blow before straightening up and repeating his rubbing motions against your hands once more.

“There…that should be at least a little better, right?”

You nodded, a tinge of bashfulness swirling in your chest. Choromatsu casually looked up, “Oh, but let’s get inside, it looks like it’s going to snow soon. No sense in being colder than we already are.”

Though you agreed with him out loud, inside you didn’t foresee that being a problem any longer.

[imaginesmatsu]

Hello. May I please ask for an imagine? The boys playing Stray? Thank you very much.

(spoilers for the 1st ~20 min of stray cuz thats all i could watch rip;;; heart hurt too much to keep watchin)

Ichimatsu would probably be very back-and-forth on the game - he loves it, it has cats, he wants to know the story..... but the look on the li'l buddy's face when he slipped and fell was heart-wrenching.

The other's would have mixed looks of sympathy and confusion - it's just a game, but it's also a cat game. It's no wonder to Jyushimatsu or Karamatsu that their purple-clad sibling would be emotionally invested from the first few minutes.

Throughout the game the others do get emotionally attached to the furry protagonist, and they eventually understand why Ichimatsu has to take a break every now and then from playing so he doesn't get too overwhelmed (especially with the near-deaths, the actual deaths, and the 9-death achievement). They're all happy that the cat makes it out alive in the end and probably end up all crying together in a big pile because they don't want to leave the computer.

[jermer10]

omg some hcs for the matsus when their crush falls asleep on them pleaaaase

OSOSAN reader falling asleep on them

gn reader | thankuu for the ask anonn!!

drabbles under the cut :P

Osomatsu: At first, he was sure it was just a casual lean, but then he heard the soft, steady rhythm of your breathing. His eyes widened, and a slight grin crept onto his face. "You're seriously asleep on me?" he whispered, amused by the situation. Osomatsu was torn between feeling lucky and absolutely panicking about what to do next. Not wanting to ruin the moment, he carefully adjusted his arm and leaned back against the couch. It felt strangely… nice, being your pillow. He couldn't help but smirk to himself. 'Guess I’m not too bad to nap on.' As much as he wanted to make a joke or poke fun at you later, he found himself just letting you rest, his heart racing a bit as the reality sank in. For once, Oso didn’t mind sitting still for a while.

Karamatsu: The moment your head fell onto his shoulder, Karamatsu froze. His eyes widened in surprise, heart beating fast. A light gasp escaped his lips, "How beautiful…" Kara gently adjusted his position, trying to maintain his cool "Karamatsu" facade, despite the flushed look on his face. He kept glancing down at you, marveling at how peaceful you looked. His mind raced with romantic fantasies of this moment. He imagined a sunset, music swelling in the background as he held you close. This was the kind of thing he’d only dreamed of! But in reality, Kara simply remained silent, letting you sleep while mentally preparing some (ridiculous) poetic lines to say to you later. “Yes, this is destiny,” he whispered dramatically, eyes shining with pride.

Choromatsu: Choro's entire body stiffened when he realized you had fallen asleep on him. He swallowed hard, heart pounding in his chest as he looked down at your peacefully resting face. 'What do I do? What do I do?!' His mind raced. Should he wake you up? No, that would be rude! But what if you found it weird later? Was it weird? Was he weird?! Panic set in quickly, but he didn’t dare move. Instead, he sat there, barely breathing, his hands fidgeting in his lap. He could feel the heat rising in his cheeks, and the longer you stayed asleep, the more flustered he became. He wouldn’t move until you woke up, even if he was dying of embarrassment.

Ichimatsu: Ichimatsu blinked in surprise when he felt the weight of your head resting on his shoulder. His first instinct was to shrug you off, but when he turned and saw you had actually fallen asleep, he stopped. You looked so peaceful, so unbothered, that he couldn’t bring himself to disturb you. Instead, he let out a quiet sigh and stayed still, his face neutral as always. A part of him was confused. Why would you fall asleep on him of all people? But another part - one he wasn’t quite used to - felt a warmth spread through his chest. He liked the quiet moment, the closeness without having to say a word.

Jyushimatsu: The second your head hit Jyushi’s shoulder, his eyes lit up with excitement. He held back a little bounce of joy, though his body practically buzzed with energy. You were asleep on him! He had to be doing something right! "Whoa!" he whispered to himself, grinning from ear to ear. He stared down at you, his heart racing with glee. He wanted to jump up and celebrate, but that might wake you… and you looked so comfortable. Instead, Jyushimatsu sat there, vibrating with happiness, his hands fidgeting in his lap. He couldn’t stop himself from glancing at you every few seconds, amazed that this was really happening. Every time you shifted slightly, he stilled himself, determined not to mess up this perfect moment.

Todomatsu: Toddy felt your head rest against his shoulder and immediately smiled to himself. His first thought was how lucky he was, and his second? How cute this was going to look on social media. He reached for his phone, careful not to disturb you, and quickly snapped a selfie. Of course, he made sure to get the best angle, keeping you in frame while giving the camera his cutest smile. “Don’t worry,” he whispered softly, “I’ll make sure you look good.” He decided to let you rest, occasionally glancing at you with a soft expression. As much as he loved documenting every cute moment, he also liked just… being here with you. If you woke up, he’d tease you about it for sure, but in the meantime, he was happy to stay still and enjoy the quiet.

[averagemiitopiaenjoyer]

yknow what. in case someone checks out this reblog acc i will never pass up an opportunity to talk abt my miitopia story

rompak (me!) - MH, laid-back scientist

meta knight (kirby) - cool warrior

mob (mp100) - kind mage

boyfriend (fnf) - energetic popstar

ichimatsu (ososan) - stubborn cat

angie (dr) - airheaded cleric

pico (picos school) - stubborn thief

sans (undertale) - laid-back flower

tankman (tankmen) - stubborn tank

mad rat (mad rat dead) - stubborn popstar (ik i have many stubborn members)

hyness (kirby) - dark lord

monika (ddlc) - great sage

rompak (me?) - reborn (long story)

the lore is.. quite deep/meta, and very personal. ill prolly talk about it in another post. mayybe some sketches/drabbles. if you wanna ask about my story, or talk about yours, or miitopia in general asks are open :)

[thephilosophah]

do you have any fic ideas you want to flesh out someday?

whoo boy i have a bunch of drafts/wips, some of which years-old, including but not limited to:

arasoltav humanstuck high school au

eriara humanstuck black flirting

a rap battle between tavros and feferi that was originally for my dtfef askblog

a fanadventure starring my fantrolls written in classic mspa style

a greedling soft moment

a couple of ososan au drabbles that barely make sense

one scrapped ovw thing

some stuff for gptp

some stuff for an ovw monster au

there’s so much i was thinking of at least making a scrapped works series over in ao3 and post them there bc i want them to see the light of day

[thebardisabird]

I just thought about Ichimatsu and a moment of comfort.

The idea of you having tears in your eyes as you sit by yourself, and he just crouches down to your level, reaching a hand out and brushing all of them away. He doesn’t say anything, he doesn’t need to. But he hates seeing you cry. So he wraps you up in the warmth of him and his oversized hoodie. You can’t help but snuggle into his hold, the smell of him is so familiar and it brings you solace. It makes you feel safe.

And that’s all he wants. For you to feel safe with him.

Especially when you’re sad.

So he wordlessly holds you. Let’s you cry if you need to. You can even fall asleep if you want. Anything he can do for you to feel better, he’ll try. No words necessary.

[thebardisabird]

Ok, here goes:

Riding Choromatsu and milking his cock dry with our pussy. Making him a whimpering, heart-eyed mess and having him watch us praise him and calling him a good boy, begging him to fill us up even though his cum is spilling out of us. He may be overstimulated and can’t even respond, but he wants to make us happy and braces to give us what we want. Not torturing him in a mean way, more of like lovingly using him 🥰 (fem reader)

Gotcha, gotcha. Sorry this took a long minute. Struggling a bit with some burnout, but we're working through it. A little nsfw Choro x Reader drabble under the cut for you (:

To say that he was close to sobbing was an understatement. No, Choromatsu had made his whining noises long, long ago. His throat ached from the whimpering and moaning that left him after all this time. Knuckles alabaster from either the grip on his sheets, or the grip on your hips, he's lost count how many times he's had to grit his teeth as another orgasm hits him. His cock is spent beyond spent, but still you worked him, your hips connecting with his at each descent of your silken heat down on him.

He wasn't sure if he would go blind from the overstimulation, but he weighed his options when he slot himself underneath you, and he long decided it would ultimately be worth the loss. Choromatsu would work through the pain, the love in your eyes and delicate curves of your body being his driving force. Your velvet voice reached him each time, "You can go one more time, right, Choro-kun?" His nods of enthusiasm didn't miss a beat - how could he say no when you smiled like that? Those pretty lips and sweetheart eyes to accompany such luscious thighs wrapped around him? He'd give you anything.

He'd give you everything.