#r15

[iwamimimimi-after-dark]

[ r15 ]

[iwamimimimi]

[everdistantstars]

The first few times they hooked up, Dazai kept his bandages on, but if there's anyone he can let his walls down around, it's Chuuya.

[inamagicalhallucination]

atsushi, sucking another hickey onto akutagawa's thighs: u... taste ... so... good

akutagawa, pulling his shirt back on and summoning rashomon to stab atsushi:

atsushi: OW WHAT THE FUCK

akutagawa: i will not become cat food!

atsushi: i was TRYING to be sexy!

akutagawa:

akutagawa, taking his shirt back off: oh, i see. continue.

[yamamotomotoya]

A little fun time with Hugo and Hancock.

N5FW

[sskk-squared]

[ r15 ]

[hazshit-hotel-hater]

Little bit of photography 🩷

I wanted to encourage a little bit of body positivity with this and try to make it look like Angel propping up his phone to take a quick photo of himself on a day where he feels good.

A bit of my rewrite deals with characters views on their bodies whether that be based on weight, bodily changes, transitioning, or all of the above. I think loving your body is incredibly important even if you’re actively trying to change it, like exercising per say, you can love the before and afters but I think loving the middle point or even the point where you’re just starting to be just as important.

Angel struggles with being underweight and this photo is during his attempts to gain more weight so he feels better health-wise and mentally. It’s only the start of the progress, but things like that need to be appreciated to keep the motivation going.

Really wish Vivzie would incorporate things like this into the show eventually but I doubt she’d handle it properly unfortunately

Uncropped photo without second set of arms or pedipalps (only showing cause I like his legs a lot)

[crowscadence]

“Dazai’s the top” “No chuuya’s the top” wrong they’re both verses who refuse to admit it

[asaphira]

🐍🪶

[iwamimimimi-after-dark]

[iwamimimimi]

[scriveyner]

saturday morning cartoons

Akutagawa had been awake for a little while before he identified the soft noise as the television downstairs, something that should not be on and unmuted at this hour. He wondered for a moment how long this had been going on, but Atsushi had his arms wrapped tight around Akutagawa’s midsection and if he got up to loom imposingly over children who were still supposed to be in bed it would rouse Atsushi as well.

He didn’t want to do that, just yet.

Atsushi’s breath was warm and steady against the back of his neck, and Akutagawa identified immediately when he started to wake as well. “Mm, wh’ is it?” Atsushi rumbled sleepily, nestling his face against the back of Akutagawa’s neck. “Wh’ are you ‘wake?”

Akutagawa rubbed his hand over Atsushi’s wrist, where his hand was slid slightly under Akutagawa’s sleep shirt. “Go back to sleep, weretiger,” he said, softly, and Atsushi snorted into his skin, sliding his face so he hooked his chin over Akutagawa’s shoulder instead.

“Something’s wrong.”

“Nothing’s wrong,” Akutagawa said softly. “The children are awake, that’s all.”

Atsushi yawned. “I thought all kids liked to sleep in. What’s wrong with ours?”

“Nothing as far as I can tell.” Akutagawa exhaled, smiling into the darkness. “A remarkable achievement, considering their origins.”

“Mm, you’re a good dad.” Atsushi was drifting again, head on Akutagawa’s shoulder. “That’s why they’re good kids.”

Softly, Akutagawa said, “I hardly think it’s my influence at work.” Atsushi’s hand on his stomach patted gently, and then slid, nudging at the elastic waistband on his pants. “Weretiger!”

“They’re distracted,” Atsushi murmured, kissing his shoulder. “You can be quiet, can’t you?”

Instead of answering, a Rashomon tendril leaped from his shirt across the room, latching the door and throwing the lock.

“That’s what I thought.”

[inamagicalhallucination]

akutagawa, blushing: jinko... to think that u r this bold... so early in our relationship....

atsushi: we've been balls deep inside each other but wut finally gets u is holding hands?

[missis-maple394]

e(M)esis BLUE [SFM2023]

DO NOT REPOST / EDIT / TRACE / MONETIZE MY ART FROM OTHER SITES.

Author’s comment:

Happy Halloween everyone! Here's my Screenshot redraw! Where is this scene come from? Well... Do you remember my first doodle of my Pyro's cosmetic? I promise myself to make an art out of it, just to tell you a story. :) The reason why I got into this franchise; I saw this user I've followed, where they kept reblogging TF2 characters. The colors, the cinematography, the spooky atmosphere... It took me eternity in there, to get my courage up of my curiosity. This featured, fan film is titled "Emesis Blue" (2023). It was created in Source Film Maker; that took 5 years of crafting by none other than the studio, Fortress Films. It has 7 (seven) chapters to keep in track where you remembered last time you've seen it. It was a fantastic horror experience that got me invested, so much plot points and scenes caught me off-guard that I can't look away! It became one of my favorite horror films, & I wish I wasn't joking about TF2's actual lore of being comedic source material. If you love horror, realistic casts and great cinematic animations, you have to see this. It's longer than you think. With that being said, I'm curious about TF2's gameplay and creations. Boy, It lives up a cultural icon to undead negligence from Valve's lack of actions. It's bittersweet; I love this game and I'm glad to be part of it; but I can't be always positive all the time or complaining if they listened to us. I can be only hope things gets better. I hope you enjoy my smallest contribution, have a wonderful day and, happy fortress-ing with you. <3

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[applepie-enthusiast]

Imagine Chobits AU ft. Sanegiyuu

You cowards

Let Sanemi fall in love fuck with a machine (I'M KIDDING)

It's okay if you don't know Chobits, I'll explain it. It's basically a broke human boy (Sanemi in this case) falling in love with a special type of personal computer (persocom) in human form (Giyuu in this case)

To make it fit the characters, I'll change some of the details.

In this AU, Sanemi, who was the breadwinner of his family, chose to work himself exhausted just to provide sustenance and support to his family since their father is good for nothing (in-jail). They live in a province that's still not quite developed in terms of modern technology.

So when an opportunity came to him to be a scholar for a university, his family urged him to go to the city. In spite of initial protests, Sanemi finally agreed but promised that he would find a part-time job and still send money.

He found an almost run-down apartment run down by the kind yet silent old man mamed Urokodaki. The rent is very low compared to others, so Sanemi went ahead and grabbed the place.

He met his energetic next-door neighbor who later became his friend, Rengoku, and his tiny, hand-sized persocom who sits by his shoulder almost every time. Akaza. Rengoku seems to be knowledgeable of persocoms and noted that it's uncommon for anyone to not have one since the city is filled with them, mostly human-sized persocoms who are all over the city. They are either working in shops and restaurants, store clerks, or even personal maids. Some even treat them as family. Sanemi stated he's short in cash and that he's not interested in one.

Anyway, one time on the way home, as Sanemi wonders about how he'll manage his remaining money after looking for a job, when he passed by a trash can near a pole, and his peripheral vision caught sight of an unconscious man wrapped in bandages.

At first, Sanemi walked by it, thinking it's just his fatigue acting up. Then it clicked on him as he was hit by a wide range of emotions of concern, pity, and fear when he initially concluded it's a murder victim tossed to a trash can.

But upon further inspection, he realized it's a human-sized male persocom with a long, long, messy mop of dark hair, its ears indicating it's a persocom is mostly covered by the said hair. After thinking for a bit, Sanemi for curious and was like, fuck it and carried the persocom, surprised that it weighs so heavy. He remembered Rengoku stating that persocoms tend to be heavier when the power isn't on. But might be it.

As Sanemi walked back to his apartment, he recalled Rengoku saying all persocoms have switches to turn them working.

Sanemi tried looking for the damn switch; the persocom's eyes, nose, cheeks, face, ears, and others, but he couldn't find it. After contemplating for a bit, he just has that one more spot he hasn't checked yet.

He blushed at the thought of it and was against the idea of touching it even if it's not actually human. However, he has to try either way.

Moving quickly, he craddled the persocom, held it close to his chest, closed his eyes, and reached for where he thought the switch was.

Upon pushing the button, the persocom visibly moved closer before it quickly moved away from him as bandages unwrapped from its body, and it raised its head up, its blue eyes opening as if rebooting. All the while, Sanemi moved farther with his back against the door, watching both in confusion and awe.

As the persocom finally seemed to finish loading, it closed its eyes and turned to look at Sanemi, who was surprised and didn't know what to do.

Sanemi noted its long, black hair that almost reached its legs, its pretty blue eyes, and quite a neutral expression. The persocom then started to move closer to him, even slowly going on all fours as if to meet him eye-to-eye, its curious expression plastered to its face as Sanemi noted how beautiful this persocom is.

Sanemi's breath hitched at their close distance, almost at a breathing one, and the persocom adorably tilted its head to a side and, in a tiny tone, muttered almost too innocently,

"Yuu?"

Sanemi froze. "What?"

"Yuu!" The persocom added and kept repeating it. Sanemi was confused at first until he saw a silver bracelet on its right hand, with the name, "Giyuu" embedded on it.

"Giyuu? Is that your name?" Sanemi asked, and the persocom, for the first time, gave him a tiny, tiny smile. He didn't know if it was agreeing or not.

Sanemi blushed, fuck, this weirdo is so cute, he knew he wasn't into computers, and not in this way, too. But by how adorable this one is, he wants to rethink his choices.

I'll add more later. For reference, this is how their first meeting is from the original:

I hope I'm not gonna get flagged for this y'all:

[isab666]

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