#ri simps

[absolute-flaming-trash]

I HAVE SOMETHING THAT DOESN’T GET TALKED ENOUGH ABOUT ON HERE: MAHITO’S SMIRKS ARE HOT. I love it when he smirks like lord save me

Everything about Mahito is hot, but lord those smiles...

He's so fucking beautiful and for what?

It's his little laughs that get me the most, they're just dripping with malicious intent mixed with genuine joy.

I'm down bad.

[nbkdramathings]

I love Ji Chang Wook’s smile so much.

[fratricideknight]

"competency kink" i have an incompetency kink, i cannot lie to you. i recently discovered that this guy i simp for came in last place in this special gaming championship thing and went full heart eyes someone save me from loserboy

[risuola]

just watched the final ep of jjk s2 and now i feel kinda empty... like, tf you mean there won't be an ep next week, what will give me motivation to push through another week? ._.

but seriously, i got into jjk this year so i didn't feel the time between s1 and s2 but now... the waiting is gonna end me. also it's already been too long without gojo, i miss him. ;_;

but also, YUUTA? like, sir-

[exoticalmonde]

Around getting my new laptop and studying for a final exam for this semester, I haven't had as much time to go through the Monster Hunter event ://

Today's update is more about how I got 200K LMD and managed to spend it all almost in one go.

First off, though, we will see this scene.... 15 bajillion times and it will always be so hauntingly beautiful to me. The entire setup of leaves, water and moon are so peaceful. If only someone wasn't struggling to exist right in the corner.

My guy the forest will BREAK YOUR knees.

I ALSO GOT THE YUKIBARE SKIN FOR SUZURAN I DONT EVEN HAVE HER BUT THIS IS THE SECOND SKIN I GOT FOR HER IN COPES THAT SHE'LLBE HOME EVENTUALLY.

Anyways, I got these three scruncles and a lot of headache over the idea that if I don't farm the stages hard enough this RNG is going to kick my butt. All I have been getting are Module stuff. Please cease. Be kind to me, I've had a rough time. I don't trust this thing called 'fate' anymore.

Also got Qanipalaat after saving up red credits for 2 months (Farming them is a scam and a loss of time and sanity unless you need catalysts and I still think you can find them better elsewhere).

I LOVE HIM HE IS SO ADORABLE AND THAT IS SO ME-CENTRID I'D BE RAVING MAD ABOUT READING TO MY OPERSTORS I NEED ACTUAL BOOK BUDDIES HELLO PLEASE AND THANK YOU

'Which has a lot of fun pictures in it' - boy I will kiss you on the forehead, smack middle so my lip stain stays forever.

He... He... H-he-him he defends her............. So cute my heart is going to melt away

They're so cute. What do you mean crush crush? They're holding hands? They're married under those gloves.

(I also love the baba fox kids so much, little floof balls of cuteness. Specifically this one.)

I'm one lucky bastard for someone with only 30 pulls. I am also someone very poor and will be working on them later because I have 0 exp cards to my name, only hopes and dreams of getting any from the RNGSHOP

[emeraldenha]

for all the lovely engenes who have been deprived of enha content on this page, hopefully that will change bc chaconne alone has brought back my enha hyper fixation

[saetoru]

ris catching up on bllk update: he’s met yukimiya !!!! YAY. he has disrespected my boyfriends tiddies !! BOO. he does not appreciate babie oliver like he should

[fratricideknight]

reblogging on main bc gender envy but also bc i am in awe of how mcyt fanartists manage to yassify and/or badassify this

THIS ART DESERVES TO BE SEEN BY EVERYONE NOT JUST PPL IN THE FANDOM. ~4.8K NOTES IS CRIMINALLY LOW. IF NOTHING ELSE PLEASE APPRECIATE MCYT FANARTISTS

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[bnpd]

❝ LONG SHOT ! ❞

OFFICIAL 𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓

❝ PROFESSIONAL BASKETBALL PLAYER!GOJO SATORU X PHYSICAL THERAPIST!READER. ❞

SYNOPSIS: After an unexpected encounter with the infamous Gojo Satoru at a local convenience store at 3 A.M. You're given the opportunity to worm your way into his life, but not without a personal invitation from Gojo himself. One thing leads to another, and you're the first person they call when he gets a career-threatening injury, forcing both of you to spend day and night together, but not without some obstacles of course: your cousin.

FAN FIC WORD COUNT: 20K+

WARNING TAGS: Modern!AU, no cursed magic, small age gap, Gojo is 30-31, reader is 24-25, hurt/comfort, angst, SLOW-BURN, torn PCL injury (not gojover), gojo lore, alcohol, dumb/clueless gojo, self-assured reader, groveling, nameless reader, nameless cousin, playboy gojo (he has a reputation), SMUT 18+, oral, penetrative sex, hand jobs, blow jobs, nipple play, pussy eating, fingering, semi-public sex (locker room), vanilla/soft sex, make-up sex, tension, cum eating, squirting, semi-manhandling (consensual), hair pulling, vocal gojo (whimpers/groans/moans), prone-bone position, missionary, doggy, and standing up sex.

Based off the movie: Just Wright !

NAVIGATION ꩜

STATUS: Ongoing

001 — LONG SHOT : 8K.

↳ 05/02/2024.

002 — LONG SHOT : 7K

↳ 05/07/2024

003 — LONG SHOT : ?K

↳ TBA

004 — LONG SHOT : ?K

↳ TBA

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[boneblushed]

Mine (Taylor’s Version)

short n sweet + unedited xo Ri

“You’re lucky we weren’t together when Red Taylor’s Version came out,” you muse, your pretty eyes alight with mischief.

“Because you’d have asked me to fake break-up with you?” Rafe asks, though he knows the answer to his question already. He snakes his arm around your waist and hands you the purple concoction he’s created — expensive Prosecco with just enough soda water to fizz, an amaranth liqueur making it taste like candied grapes. You take a generous pull, feeling his hand slide up and cup the side of your jaw.

When he turns your head to his, it’s mostly for selfish reasons. He ducks down and gives you a slow kiss, his wet tongue pressing over yours steadily. “You’re right,” he breathes out, breaking away for just a moment. “Although, I was already prettily heavily in love with you by then.”

“It was two years ago,” you huff, as if that explains it.

Rafe raises his eyebrows. “And?”

You balk. “C’mon. You’re fucking with me, right?”

“You think it was a coincidence that I posted All Too Well ten minute version on my Instagram story the day it came out?” Rafe asks then, somewhere between amused and exasperated.

“I thought you liked Taylor Swift,” you reply, a little indignant.

“Oh yeah, love her,” Rafe nods, faux-solemn. “Especially Shake It Off. Love Story, too. Great songs, really…”

You roll your eyes and make to break away from his embrace, “If this is your way of telling me you aren’t going to listen to Speak Now Taylor’s version with me —”

“The opposite, actually,” Rafe interrupts, only tightening his hold in response. He ducks his head again and sponges a kiss to your neck, another to your jaw, a few more to your cheeks and nose, just enough to have you giggling and gasping for breath. “You know how whipped I have to be to cancel my Friday plans to listen to music I don’t like with you?”

“You like Taylor Swift,” you command, your soft voice still a little breathy.

“I like you,” Rafe corrects, angling away a little. “Love you, actually. Would do anything for you. Even,” he gestures around his living room meaningfully, decked out in Speak Now memorabilia and speakers galore, “have a 2-person Speak Now party with you, apparently.”

You grin up at him, fond and amused. “Simp.”

“Tell anyone,” he ducks his head to your earlobe, his rough voice raising goosebumps over the skin of your neck, “and you’re dead.”

“Oooh, I’m so scared,” you tease, pressing a kiss to his cheek, the stubble rough on your lips.

“You should be,” Rafe replies, faux-serious.

“What’re you going to do, Cameron? Put me on your Instagram story with Mine playing in the background?”

Rafe doesn’t sound as grim as he probably wants to when he replies, “You know I did that as soon as we listened to it.”

“Simp.”

“Yeah, yeah,” Rafe replies, nudging your drink with his own purposefully. “We going to keep going, or what?”

You fix him with a serious look. “You know once we’re done we’re just going to go back and reply, right?”

“I grew up with two younger sisters, baby,” Rafe replies, his handsome face full of mirth. “I know exactly how this goes.”

“Not to mention, you’re a swiftie.”

Rafe eyes widen, and he looks around mock surreptitiously. “Christ, sweetheart,” he hisses, feigning indignation. “Keep your voice down. I’ve got a fucking reputation to uphold, yeah?”

“Oh yeah?” You waggle your eyebrows, placing both of your drinks onto the counter to free your hands. As you pull him against you, your arms around his neck, his automatically encircling your waist, and you add, “I remember how it felt sitting by the water…”

“…and everytime I look at you, it’s like the first time,” Rafe murmurs back, any amusement fading away as his blue eyes deepen, his strong figure pressing you close.

“I fell in love with a careless man’s careful daughter…”

“She is the best thing, that’s ever been mine,” Rafe finishes, and then he pauses, his gaze ablaze with pulse-jolting conviction. “Although…”

“Although,” you repeat, voice weak.

“Enchanted’s a bit more our song, don’t you reckon?”

You crinkle your nose up at him, his words making your heart feel too large for your ribcage. “Yeah?”

“Oh yeah,” he nods, ducks his head again. “Freshman year: please don’t be in love with someone else; sophomore year: please don’t have somebody waiting on you; junior year —”

Your eyes widen. “That long?”

“Longer,” Rafe admits. Another pause. “I was enchanted to meet you, you know.”

You can’t help it. A peal of laughter escapes your lips, the sweetest sound Rafe has heard in a while. It’s just — this guy, six-foot-two with a football scholarship and shotgunning record, is quoting Taylor Swift lyrics to you like it’s the most natural thing in the world.

“If your team could see you now,” you tease, still swaying against him.

“They’d say,” he leans down, kisses you hard, “that I’m,” again, “the luckiest motherfucker on Figure Eight.”

[absolute-flaming-trash]

Ahem.

Hisoka shower scene?? Hisoka with his hair down?? SIR.

My dear, when I tell you my whole brain shut down during that moment...

Completely lost it.

[fratricideknight]

so much gender envy rn. i can'tttttttt HELP ME

<< Jimmy, my beloved brother,

For hundreds of years I protected your egg, waiting patiently for you to emerge.

The day you hatched, I vowed that I would always protect you...

...but since the salmon invaded our ocean, you just haven't been the same.

I am venturing onto the land to discover the source of the salmon so we can end this blight.

Oceans blessings always,

Lizzie. >>

[kishmishorkissish]

Aur pta hai insb mai hate kisko milegi sabse jyada ishan ko 💀💀💀

Vo sb chodho ye dekho , ye to har hafte ki kahani hai 💀💀💀

Presenting you the most beautiful girl on this earth (if she existed) Ishani kishan 🎀🎀🎀🎀

Like swarg se utri koi apsara lg ri hai 😭😭😭😭 and that mole 😭😭😭😭😭

koi simp nhi bolega 💀💀💀

[fratricideknight]

bruh where is the appreciation for re2 leon? :( yeah he's hot as hell in re4, and in the later games tbh, but. my bby boy. my sweet little rookie officer thrown into the freaking zombie apocalypse. my man on the verge of tears when he confronted ada about who she really is. my naïve, malleable, easily manipulated little guy. i do not have a type nor a thing trust me

[heaven-s-black-box]

Inadequate- Okumura x male!Reader

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Recovery date: December 20th, 2024

Description: S I'm the simp of Koushuu, unfortunately I deleted my blog, but I noticed that requests are open again. Can I ask for some comfort after having a paranoid breakdown about being insufficient as a pitcher with Koushuu and a male S/O? It may be just HC since the fics are more complicated :'v RI repeat, I hope I'm not being picky.

Notes: CW descriptive panic attack and lots of stuttering Recovered in conjunction with an anonymous researcher, we thank them for their contributions. So, Koushuu might be a bit OOC? We've seen him comfort Asada, so i kind of tried to base it around that? Also, funny you should send this ask because this happened to me fairly recently so... ya, based on personal experience.

Word count: 883

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Something was wrong today, Okumura could feel it. Y/n wasn’t speaking up in class as much today, and when he did speak it was usually short answers. When he went on, sometimes his voice would break or turn into a whine, but it wasn’t constant. At lunch he’d gotten into a heated debate with Seto over the book they were reading for class, he’d seemed normal then, but when Okumura had approached him on the way to practice his voice had been croaky. Sometimes Y/n’s eyes would go glassy too, like he was about to cry, and his breathing would become choppy.

It came to a head when Kawamkami came by his room that night.

“Nori!” Miyuki greeted, “Want me to catch for you?”

“Sure, but first, can I talk to Okumura for a second?”

He looked up from his notebook to find Kawamaki still standing in the doorway. The upperclassman motioned for him to come outside, and he followed hesitantly.

Once the door was closed, Nori spoke again.

“Could you… go check on Y/n?”

“Is something wrong?”

“He’s crying, and… possibly having a panic attack. I figured since you two are close you might be able to help.”

Okumura nodded. “I will, thank you for telling me.”

“Ya, no problem. Here,” Nori handed over his room key, “so you can get in. I’ll hang out here so you can give it back.”

“Hm.”

The catcher jogged off towards Y/n’s room. It was quiet, but as he approached the door he could hear faint sobbing and hyperventilating.

As carefully as possible, he opened the door. It creaked, and Y/n curled in on himself to muffle the sounds. He was also clearly trying to calm his breath, which only resulted in fits of sharp inhales punctuated by the occasional snort. The lump on his bed was shaking heavily, so much so that the bed rattled against the wall with every sharp breath.

“Y/n?”

Okumura closed the door, returning the room to darkness.

“O-Oku-mura?” Y/n rolled onto his back, letting the catcher clearly see how each breath shook him.

“Nori-senpai came to get me-”

A soft whine cut him off before Y/n began gasping for breath again, letting out uneven sobs.

He kicked off his shoes and sat next to Y/n, finally being close enough to see his tear streaked cheeks in the dark room.

“Come here,” he whispered, helping Y/n sit up and pulling him into a hug. “Do you want to talk about it?”

“I don’t know why I’m here,” Y/n sobbed. Okumura waited for him to continue after another fit of choked inhales. “I ca-can’t d-do any-anything.”

“That’s not true.”

“I know that.”

Y/n hiccuped again and pulled away from Okumura. The catcher let him go, knowing he was probably feeling a little claustrophobic.

“It just-” Another fit of sharp inhales and snorts as he tries to catch his breath. Okumura began to gently rub his back. “It’s just so- so effortl-less t-to the o-other-s. I me-mean… go-god I sou-sound li-like a-a di-ick.”

Y/n ran a hand down his face, then pushed his hair back. He was covered in sweat.

Okumura reached for the water bottle on the ground next to his bed and handed it over.

“Catch your breath.”

Carefully, Y/n took a few sips of water. His hands were shaking still but his breathing was more even and there were less hiccups.

“When I-I’m in the bullpen, next to Sawa-mura-se-enpai and Furuya-se-enpai, I feel so out o-of place. And I just… I started wondering why I was here and then Nori-senpai was here and-” Y/n’s breathing sped up again and he stumbled over another sob. It shook his body enough that he spilt water on himself, so Okumura took the bottle and put the cap back on. “I feel like such an ass,” he wailed.

“Hey,” Okumura grabbed Y/n’s hand, “this is hard, but you’re doing great. I love catching for you, and I’m not just saying that as your boyfriend. Yui says catching for you is fun too. You won’t be the best right away, not everyone is a freak who can carry four tires at the crack of dawn.” That made Y/n laugh. “You just need to get used to this. One step at a time, right?”

“One- One step at a- time.” Y/n leaned his forehead against Okumura’s shoulder and took a deep breath, letting it out in short bursts between hiccups. “Can I have more water?”

Okumura handed it over wordlessly.

He’d never really understood it, his mother had tried to explain that Y/n didn’t realize the effort he put in even though Okumura recognized he tried harder than most. When that effort wasn’t enough, Y/n felt like he wasn’t trying hard enough and didn’t feel like he could try any harder. His hard effort made things feel natural, and so being asked for effort felt daunting.

He still didn’t understand, but he didn’t have to know what to say. He’s always hated liars, and so he’ll tell him the truth. Hopefully, that’ll be enough.

“Thank you,” Y/n said softly.

“All I said was the truth.”

“Ya… but, still. Thanks for being here with me.”

[emeraldenha]

thank you enhypen for the bop album you’ve done it again😌