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[axesent]

[aithusarosekiller]

One thing I love about Jegulus is that the rest of the school are just living their normal teen years, falling in love and being messy and stupid like everybody else. Some of them will have horrible breakups over the war but it's normal and human. Then Jegulus are there having their whole massive Greek tragedy complete with extensive metaphors, secret rooms and an intrinsically deep, historical aspect to their entire relationship that it unmatched by any other on the planet. And somehow they're still a secret from everybody else, their love reads like one of the epics but it's so small and hidden.

They're just that dramatic ig

[riaki]

OKAY EVERYONE IS SAYING GOJO DOESN'T DESERVE A HAPPY ENDING YES

BuT what if we could make it a little ANGSTY instead?? 👀 He gets his happy ending. His. Happy ending. You? Well.. Old habits die hard. This is what you wanted after all no? So what if he breaks his promises? What if your smile begins to fade? What if

What you said about later on reader and freckles growing apart cause freckles seemed nice it'd be a shame for him to be an ass

But that it's silly cause the irony is what if that freckle boy.. was just like Gojo but in a different light.

Being as it wasn't him who hurt reader, it was easy to overlook the fact of how similar he was to the old Gojo she knew before it became a shit show

Maybe she realizes that

Maybe she starts thinking

Maybe she drifts apart

And maybe Gojo comforts her but he's the last person she wants to see

Because it's these stupid feelings for Gojo that led her to this hell

And Gojo goes again

And he reels her in

And once he has her

Only to see as her smile begins to fade

As all the effort he had put in when he didn't have her start going away once again

And he starts to fall into old habits becoming the same as he was before, but this time, with you at his hand

As he slowly takes away your smiles again.

But it's okay, he'll make it right. Just...later. and later. And later...

You hope.

sorry I'm not good with angst sorry for any cringe 🤣

this is!! such!!! a good!!!! take!!!!!! on hsbully!gojo!!!!!! tbh this ask speaks for itself lol n dw anon! i rlly love the way u brought it :3 this is highschoolbully!gojo part 592727465527 *suggestive!

yeah. freckles boy isn’t that great of a person. maybe he tried but it didn’t work out; u dunno why but u keep seeing gojo in him— hints of satoru in ur life. like that stinky cologne he thinks is kinda cool but rlly doesn’t smell too good on ur bfs drawer, or the way he takes his coffee. honestly, if u squint, it almost seems like freckle boy is tryna copy gojo in a way…? but u don’t like thinkin abt him so u don’t blink an eye.

fast forward u broke up with freckle boy because something or other; the point is, u really didn’t feel anything with him. there might’ve been a spark, but it was really only artificial and had no wind to fan the flames. and since u got together gojo’s been distant; his smile seems dimmer and there’s always this faraway; foggy look that makes the brilliant azure of his eyes seem cloudy gray. but then ur catching up with him again and at some random frat party you get drunk and ur sense is inhibited and— u end up kissing gojo… oops.

so then u kinda enter this fwb state with him. and.. he’s pretty cool, right? he’s kinda evrything u want in a guy— tall, pretty, cool, strong, handsome, charming— it’s a package deal. but there’s also this… rift, between the two of you. see, ever since gojo lost u the first time, he’s always been so scared of pushing u away. so u stay fwb because he doesn’t wanna lose u again in case he’s feelin more than you are. but his heart doesn’t skip a beat when he sleeps with other girls and his chest doesn’t tighten like it does with u when he gets mouthfuls of fruity gloss from kissing other girls. but he forces himself to keep this wall up between the two of u because he just can’t risk losing you a third time.

it sucks for u too, though! gojo’s just a bit too dense to see it. whether it’s in his own nature, or he’s faking it. it’s probably the latter, but that’d mean he’s not being genuine again, n you don’t wanna think about it. but you’re gettin comfy with him and so is he, and you really do whole heartedly believe he’s changed this time, and for good. and it’s true! he has. but not in the way you thought. apparently, he’s exchanged being an ass with an unreachable ego to a pinch more genuine, but still an ass. it’s proved when u get to his apartment one rainy day ready to spend the weekend w/ him for a study date, but there’s clothes on the floor. dresses n stockings and a frilly blouse that you definitely think (or hope) don’t belong to gojo. unfortunately, your suspicions are confirmed when you lay eyes on the tangle of people on his bedroom through the crack in the door— this time, it’s your turn to run in a hurry. turns out, he got comfortable with you— all in the wrong way, thinking it’d be okay to sleep around. except he gives chase— after pulling on a pair of pants, of course.

eventually he catches up to you; you hate those stupidly long legs. catches your wrist and forces you to face him. in front of a chick fil a, nonetheless. he gets an overwhelming sense of deja vu— but he’s forcibly snapped out of it when je realizes you’re crying. and damn, you look gorgeous, and he wishes it would rain because the sunlight falls around you like liquid gold, framing your pretty face and reflecting prisms of rainbow in your tears.

once again, he doesn’t get it. why are you crying? it’s not like you were really serious or labeled, right…? and the entire reason you’d stayed that way was to avoid somethin like this. but gojo slowly comes to the realization that he’s fucked up big time— he has been since day 1. really, he should’ve found somebody cheaper to chase— you stole his heart and his pride, making him awkwardly and stiffly apologize to you in front of a fast food restaurant on some random crossing next to a train station. it’s only tense because he doesn’t really know how to apologize— he doesn’t have much experience with it, and for that he blames his ego.

but even so, he’s not ready for those big, sappy love confessions yet. you always made him feel so weird— correction: you still do. so you walk away somewhere between fwb and strangers. it’s always one step forward and two steps back with gojo. but maybe, just maybe— he can slowly rebuild your trust with some patience, empathy, and a lot of genuine love that he’s yet to realize he’s been nursing in his heart for you since the first time he laid eyes on you.

paaaaaaart one

[gyorouis]

OKAY NOW hear me out,,,

so, you and yeonjun have been best friends since you were kids. like, literally inseparable since elementary school. then, at seventeen, it just clicked, and you started dating. it felt natural—like the perfect next step in a friendship that had always meant so much more.

but then he goes off to college, and suddenly, everything changes. at first, it’s small stuff. he takes longer to reply, he doesn’t call as much, he’s busy all the time. and you tell yourself it’s normal, right? he’s adjusting, figuring things out. but then it gets worse. he seems like he’s doing great, surrounded by new friends, new experiences, and it’s like you’re outside this new life he’s building, watching him slip further away. the way he used to look at you? it’s different now—colder, maybe distant. the jokes that used to be just yours don’t feel the same, and all those little things that once made you feel close now feel hollow.

and yeah, there are moments when he’s still your yeonjun, and those moments make you want to hold on so badly. but those moments get rarer and rarer, and suddenly it’s like you’re holding on to a memory instead of the real thing. you start wondering if you’ve lost him, not to someone else, but to this version of himself that you never saw coming.

so, the question is—how do you let go of someone who once meant everything to you?

gyo notes: will be writing this one of these days,,, ofc once i‘ve finished the series akjdjshdhah

[c4nd1xz]

They aren't morning people.

Also Anti-Cosmo's boxer design cuz it's cute

[amethvysts]

anyway, se um dia vocês me verem falando sobre os marotos saibam que falo Deles...

— simon hempe as james potter.

— enzo vogrincic as sirius black.

— esteban kukuriczka as remus lupin.

[violetvulpini]

Hands you some crackships. Leaves wothout elaborating.

[pokeparking]

x

[kyuala]

♡ greedy ♡

par: esteban kukuriczka dilf x leitora mais nova | notas da autora: altamente inspirado no hino de nós meninas mulheres garotas inconstantes, metidas e emocionalmente indisponíveis 💅🏼 obrigada por tudo tate mcrae 🛐 | avisos: linguagem adulta, menções a sexo e descrições rápidas, kuku dilf ciumento e meio tonhão (mandem notícias 🕊️🖤)

♡ pensando aqui 💭 num cenário onde o kuku acabou de se divorciar e tá meio pra baixo, muito preocupado e é convencido pelos amigos a ir pra balada desestressar um pouquinho

♡ e é nessa balada que ele conhece você, a promoter jovem e deslumbrante que, quando não tá falando com deus e o mundo, tá dançando e deixando ele perdidinho de hipnotizado pelo teu rebolado e pelas tuas curvas

♡ ele fica completamente seduzido pelo teu jeito, pelo teu sorriso, teu carisma e você percebe, sente o olhar dele em você a noite inteirinha até que, fazendo teu trabalho, resolve se aproximar do grupo de amigos dele

♡ começa com uma conversinha descontraída e amigável sobre a festa, perguntando se eles estão curtindo e se precisam de alguma coisa, se oferecendo para ir com eles até o bar caso queiram alguma bebida (afinal uma mulher precisa de sua comissão né)

♡ ele vai aos poucos se aproximando, primeiro porque é meio tímido e segundo porque se sente meio intimidado pela diferença clara de idade e não quer que você se sinta também

♡ vocês dois desenrolam um papo legal, onde ele descobre teu primeiro nome e tua idade (mais ou menos ali metade da dele 🫦) e não muito mais que isso, já você fica sabendo da vida inteira dele porque ele tá tão maravilhado pela tua presença que não consegue evitar de se entregar assim logo de primeira

♡ os amigos percebem e até dão um espaço pra vocês dois mas esteban é tão respeitoso que acaba não tentando nada, tendo um pouco mais de consciência em relação ao fato de que você tá trabalhando e tal

♡ penso muito que ele ficaria completamente tomado pelo teu encanto, te pediria teu número e continuaria pensando em você pelo resto da semana, debatendo se manda uma mensagem, se liga ou não (o que os jovens preferem hoje em dia? ele não sabe) até que perto do fim da semana ele resolve entrar em contato (por mensagem, o amigo do filho alertou)

♡ você responde e só por isso ele já fica surpreso, quando você fala que está mais ou menos disponível esse final de semana (estará trabalhando na balada de novo) ele não pensa duas vezes antes de decidir que vai só pra te ver

♡ acaba não convencendo os amigos (pois além de velhos e cansados, também são casados então não tem motivo algum para ir agora que já fizeram a parte deles) e vai sozinho mesmo

♡ e ao longo das próximas semanas isso meio que se torna uma rotina pra vocês, ele aparece no teu trabalho só pra ficar conversando com você, você fala, fala e fala e no final das contas não fala nada de muito profundo e quando ele vê já gastou metade do salário dele nas festas que você promove pra você ter mais comissão

♡ no final da noite vocês sempre acabam transando; fodendo forte ou fazendo amor lentinho, do jeito que você preferir. ele se esforça pra se manter no teu pique porque só de pensar em outros homens te comendo ele já fica meio parafuso das ideias

♡ você avisa que não tá procurando nada sério, que ainda é jovem e não quer se prender a uma pessoa só

♡ mas ele continua se encantando horrores por você; mesmo com a distância saudável que você mantém, acaba virando um doce escape pra ele no meio de tudo que ele tá passando - ele se apaixona por aquilo que ele inventa sobre você para preencher as lacunas

♡ vai se aproximando aos poucos e depois de um tempo (mesmo contra os conselhos dos amigos - porra, semanas ficando e transando, indo no teu trabalho te ver e te enchendo de presentes e ele não sabe nem teu sobrenome?) ele abre o jogo, te dizendo o quanto tá maluco por você e te questionando se você não percebe o efeito que tem sobre ele

♡ a real é que você percebe sim, sabe muito bem; tem esse efeito sobre quase todos os clientes e, no lugar deles, iria se querer também

♡ inclusive é algo que não passa batido por esteban: como os outros caras te olham, como você parece dar atenção a eles do mesmo jeito que dá a ele - será que eles te enchem de presentes também? será que eles te mandam mensagens, te ligam, te mandam flores durante a semana também? será que você dá teu prazer e tua intimidade pra eles também?

♡ só com esses pensamentos ele já começa a ficar louco - é tudo atuação? nada era de verdade? você o ama? você o odeia? e ele começa a fazer de tudo para te tornar somente dele porque não tem nada que ele deteste mais do que a ideia de dividir alguém tão deslumbrante

♡ e é aí que você tem que terminar com tudo, acabar com ele e deixar ele arrasado pra ensinar pra ele que não se pode ser tão ganancioso 🤕

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[perrywrites]

yoo, thoughts on bllk boys who'd probably be in a 'die for you' (by the weeknd) coded relationship/situationship? 👁👁

Oh, that's definitely the Itoshi brothers' anthem. From the vibes I'm getting from a cursory lookover at the lyrics (I've heard the song before, just never paid attention to the lyrics before) correct me if I'm wrong about what they mean lmfao. Very much Sae, and also Rin - especially Rin. The emotional constipation and communication issues paired with that kind of intense and desperate love... Yeah, that's definitely Rin.

But let's start off with the 'colder' of the two - Sae. You just know that he's not going to give you enough in the relationship, especially in the start. Honestly, I think in terms of attachment styles (if you don't know about those, look them up and take the quiz! very fun and illuminating experience... lol), he's definitely very much on the avoidant end. He comes off as icy and distant in the start, impassive and bored, and although most of the angst would be dealt with before entering into a relationship with him (hopefully...) that doesn't mean things become that much better when you guys actually become official. Not in the beginning, at least. He's definitely softer, noticeably. He teases you with that trademark dry and sarcastic wit, bestows you with lingering touches, rare and precious smiles, but that's not enough. It's just not enough. At first, you cling to every crumb like a rain-soaked shirt to skin, desperate and lovesick for any ounce of affection, and his acknowledgment of you as his girlfriend sends you soaring. But of course, as a relationship starts progressing, one would want more, and it's no different in this case. Except, trying to ask a stubborn man like him for more is difficult, and eventually, tiring. It makes you feel crazy, trying to beg him for more than the bare minimum he offers. It's not necessarily so much so that he refuses to give you more, but more so that he thinks it's pointless. He doesn't see the point in complimenting you often (that would dilute their worth and effect, he would explain), or telling you that he likes you, I mean, you should know that, right? Otherwise he wouldn't be dating you in the first place. So when you start asking him for affection and for more of his time (to go on dates and whatnot... what? You knew he was a busy guy, stop asking to go out so often especially when you know the amount of precautions he'll have to take) and all of that, he starts feeling annoyed and cornered. You're asking for too much. What, do you want him to change for you? Is what he's giving you not enough? And before long, your need for affection is dismissed as neediness by him, and he declares you to be clingy and suffocating.

And we all know Sae doesn't hold back with his words, he's harsh and cold with what he believes to be true, and although he doesn't think he's being mean he totally IS mean when he coldly dismisses you as clingy and tells you that he wants an independent partner. And when your face crumbles like that, hurt visible now where it had been brewing subtly for weeks, if not months, Sae feels something that makes him feel even worse. Guilt? Yes, guilt. But he genuinely doesn't believe he's at fault for this, for expecting you to not be so dependent on him and expect him to be the kind of lovey dovey person he just isn't. And so when you ask him if he even cares about you, in that kind of pitiful broken voice, on the verge of tears - he snaps. He tells you if what he's doing for you isn't enough, you can leave him anytime and go to someone else. Of course, that's not what he really wants. What he's really hoping for is that you'll realize what you're asking for is stupid and childish, so you'll shut up about all of that and just accept what he's giving you. And you do, you shut up. And you're quieter after that, not as affectionate anymore, withdrawing into yourself. And although he felt relieved in the beginning, soon enough your weird behaviour starts making him antsy. At first, you don't message him that much after that argument, and then soon enough, you're not messaging him first anyways. He's the one starting all of your conversations (and he realizes, then, that until then you had been the one initiating most of the conversations), and although you respond, they get drier and drier with each passing day. And now you're the busy one, and he finds himself doing the chasing - albeit subtly - for your affection and attention. He finds himself doing the exact things you were asking for back then, but it's like you're completely unaffected by it, numb to it, and he realizes with a kind of late desperation that he's losing you. And he doesn't want that - but at the same time, he doesn't know what to do anymore. I mean, isn't he doing what you asked for then? He's doing that, so what else can he do? He can't be vulnerable, so he doesn't know how to ask - beg - you to stay when he can feel you slipping through his fingers. And it kills him, to watch you grow cold towards him like this, as all he can do is seem impassive to it when he is anything but.

After all, don't you know? He might not know how to tell you that he loves you, but he would die for you. So don't just leave him like this.

Now, Rin... He's an interesting case, and he's definitely more attuned with his emotions (uhm... in a slightly twisted kind of way...) and more capable of being vulnerable than his brother (ISTJ!Sae VS INTJ!Rin). So he's definitely more introspective and willing to communicate, and if you tell him you need something/want more, he's willing to accommodate you (saying that like he wouldn't like giving you the affection you want, because he loves every part of it - although he would never admit that. Fucking embarrassing as shit) and listen to your feedback, honestly. He's even fine with a certain extent of behaviour that is very clearly and outrightly clingy or needy (in fact, considering Rin's abandonment issues and loneliness, it would soothe a large part of him even if he's a bit troubled by it in the beginning, in contrast to Sae where it would make him largely uncomfortable - at least at first. The way the two would approach affection they're not used to is very fascinating especially with the whole younger and older sibling difference - Rin wouldn't know how to react at first, but he would definitely love and crave it, since he did receive it in his childhood from Sae. Sae would probably feel more uncomfortable with it, and I feel like he's more of a giver anyways, even if he's not doing a whole lotta giving in the sense that you would want him to 💀💀💀). That's until it interferes with his soccer, though. Although I believe Rin is the type of person who would pick his partner over soccer any day if he had to, that would come after a bit of dating/a while of him being in love with you tbh. But anyways, getting back on topic.

This happy too-good-to-be situation can only work so long as you're communicative as well, though. Because as honest as Rin tends to be, blushing and glaring at you as he calls you an idiot comes more naturally to him than 'I love you's. So if you want something and you're unable to tell him, things are going to go sour quick. He's not a mind reader, so as much as he's able to pick up on your moods and so on, he doesn't know what's going on in your mind. So if you want more affection, want him to hug you and kiss you more, express his love for you more, want to go on more dates, tell him. If you don't he's not going to know that. And although he's constantly trying on his own, scheduling movie nights, inviting you out to places he thinks you'd like, holding your hand in public because that's about the only kind of PDA he's comfortable with, if you need something more, you need to tell him. If you feel lonely sometimes because he doesn't respond to you much on days with practice, that his responses end up being more dry on those days, that you want to see him more often, then tell him. Otherwise, things are going to start crumbling. Good for you, though, because Itoshi Rin is not the kind of man that goes down without a fight. If he notices you're not telling him something, as much as he'll be annoyed at that, he'll push that aside in favour of trying to get you to open up to him - after all, don't you know? How soft he is for you? He might not be all that delicate about it, but he'll try to probe and get you to communicate with him - and although he seems relatively calm and collected, you don't understand how anxious he feels, how scared he is that everything could fall apart like this. Don't you know? He'd die for you, if he had to. So stop it, don't put him through this, please. You're crying now, and it feels like his heart is being ripped apart, and all he can do is hold you gently, like you're so fragile, like what the two of you have is so fragile, and run his fingers through your hair as he calms you down. It's okay, it's going to be okay. You two can work this out - no, will, work this out. Because this has to work out, and he's not giving up without a fight. He's in your corner, he's your pillar, don't you know that? So just tell him what's wrong already, dammit. And when you open up to him about all of your worries and insecurities, that you're scared you're a burden to him and his career, or that you're a bother to him, or whatever trash you're spewing, all he does is hoarsely call you an idiot and hug you even tighter. He assures you how untrue all of your insecurities are, but he knows that's not enough, so he promises to do whatever he can to prove to you how wrong your own mind is. After all, you're unbearably precious to him. He's already so attached to you, it's too late. Whatever you need, he'll give it to you, so please, just don't leave him.

Honorary mentions; post-wildcard Kunigami, and Barou.

Post-wildcard Kunigami definitely has intimacy issues, and he'll be closed off and mentally retreat inside, making him distant in your relationship (even though he loves you so much).

Barou would be similar to Sae here, except he'd be a lot more gruff and blunt about it, although tbh if it's something he's not necessarily against (like PDA - no way in hell are you convincing him to do PDA unless you're, like, to the point of engaged or something, and even then only a little bit) you could convince him if you can make him see your point.

[hirocimacruiser]

DR30 Nissan Skyline RS-X

[riaki]

moneyload | satoru gojo x reader (implied fem)

this is for @satoruoo + everyone who’s tired of my angst | 1k wc

satoru likes spoiling you.

no— like would be the world's greatest understatement. satoru feels about spoiling you the way he feels about you— he doesn’t just like you, he‘s utterly enamored with you. if you asked, he'd move mountains for you. or give up a portion of his candy; both are equitable in his bright eyes. he loves you so much that he'd skip a basketball session with suguru or leave in the middle of the fight to throw the leftover scraps of a cursed spirit to whoever was unlucky enough to be there at the time; you're more important. you've always been.

yeah, that’s gotta be it. a perfect way to paint his feelings for you on a pure canvas brightened by your smile, light as a feather and lively as the sun. and you're completely deserving, he thinks— you, who's always been so patient and kind with him.

as such, he thinks it’s a crime to waste such a beautiful figure on things less than lavish dress and delicate jewelry; but to be honest, he thinks you could don a potato sack and still make it look exquisite. nevertheless, each time you protest when he drapes another dainty necklace glittering with gems cut from a million-dollar wallet and 58 facets (all the reasons he loves you— that's what he calls them.), he shushes you promptly with a swift, sweet kiss; you get a noseful of his expensive cologne every time he sidles up to you and gets comfortable. which, for the record, is quite often.

out of everything he gets you; bouquets of beautiful speckled flowers that look as if a painter dumped their entire palette of pastels and pretties onto the petals, sweet chocolates dark with the tiniest amount of cherry liquor in the center ("i don't need them— i already get drunk off of you, sweetheart!"), fragrant perfume or the latest comfortable clothing that catches his eye (this one's less common. he likes it better when you're only in his clothes.), jewelry is the one he always finds his way back to the most often.

why? well, if you ask him— there's nothing better than being sprawled on your couch with his head in your lap, nuzzling into your warm hand as he catches a whiff of the perfume he gifted you last week paired with the reddest rose he could find on your wrist. your hands card through his hair, and he uses the opportunity to catch your arm before you can move any further, giving you a smug grin as he reaches into his pocket and pulls out a box.

(it's a little embarrassing the amount of times you've thought he was going to propose from that alone.)

you'll open it, and it'll be a pretty silver necklace that matches the one around his neck, or a gold ring with ornate details that he slips onto your fingers after taking your hand in his and pressing a kiss to your knuckles with a smile and a laugh. sometimes it's a bracelet adorned with rich jewels the color of your eyes; maybe something rose quartz to represent the flush on his cheeks you always seem to elicit or a marigold yellow to show the pure joy he gets from being around you. if you ask him about it, he'll just say, "i wasn't kidding when i said i get drunk off of you, baby." with a boyish giggle that's far too charming to not have been used in his younger years to get his way and a sweet little wink of an afterthought that has your heart racing.

on the occasions when the gift is far less... appropriate, you'll always sigh and chastise him with a shake of your head because you both know the fabric will be torn to shreds in a matter of a few minutes. he does it anyway, though. he's always been a little bit of a brat in that sense.

whatever it ends up as, satoru absolutely adores seeing your reactions; the cute flush on your cheeks when you accept it with a little thanks and a kiss to his cheek, leaning forward on the tips of your toes because he's too tall for his own good. maybe even to hook a finger around the bridge of his sunglasses for lips to lips, if he's lucky. of course, he knows he doesn't have to buy your affection— you've made that abundantly clear in moments he doesn't like to think about as anything more than vulnerability when he's worn out, but there's just something about you that makes him want to pile it on. he's always had more money than he knows what to do with, anyway.

and maybe, just maybe— one day he'll dare to hope for a future past school hallways, flattering dresses and skirts or sneaky kisses when he's a little sweaty and his jacket is in your arms and you're on the bleachers, hijacking shoko's pack of cigarettes while the squeak of shoes on the gym floor and the sound of a basketball rattling in the hoop fills your ears. past nights when you're curled up in his arms and he can comfortably rest his head in the crook of your neck, tucked away where it always should be (and always will be).

he'll hope for days when he gets to wake up to you by his side, a silver band with so much more meaning than the fifth one he's given you that week on your ring finger and a matching one on his own, because satoru loves you so much that he'd empty out the vaults of a bank just to make you smile at him. not in the hollow way his father always had at home, or in the obligatory resolute smiles of the servants on his estate, but in a genuine way; a way no one else (except his mom) had ever come close to because if he sold everything he ever had for you, his world would still be right in front of him, holding his hands and kissing his face in spontaneous bursts of love, like shooting stars dancing across his cheeks as a way of thanks.

...so, maybe satoru likes spoiling you so much because you always seem to return tenfold.

if u looked at my search history you'd see 'how many cuts does a diamond have' and 'what are the chocolates with alcohol in them called' my (riaki) stuff. don't repost and/or plagiarize !

[casimirsstache]

In another life I would have zero health problems and Kyle spencer as my boyfriend.

[c4nd1xz]

GORE WARNING‼️‼️‼️

Decapitation & blood

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She loves her husband🫶

Occasionally, Anti-Wanda will get a little carried away with her need for flesh, but Anti-Cosmo doesn't mind!!!

[amethvysts]

MILLION DOLLAR BABY! — S. HEMPE.

𖥻 sumário: tagalerando sobre simón!jogador de futebol. 𖥻 avisos: beeem curtinho. sugestividade, menção a sexo.

"é uma satisfação muito grande cê entrar no estádio e ser sacaneado por todas essas pessoas. e uma satisfação ainda maior, é o momento em que eu faço um gol, ou um companheiro meu faz um gol, e eu vou pra torcida adversária e mando eles calarem a boca". 

vocês vão ter que me acompanhar nesse raciocínio porque é bem específico, mas imaginem comigo, beleza? simón!jogador de futebol no início dos anos noventa (poderia até ser simón!carioquinha, mas vamos da skin argentina por enquanto, certo?). vem para o Brasil como uma promessa do futebol mundial e sua chegada é repleta de declarações polêmicas, vindas dele mesmo e da comissão técnica do novo clube. provavelmente o cara mais convencido que já pisou em qualquer gramado, e o pior é que ele banca tudo o que diz: promete três gols na partida contra o maior rival e faz todos eles, comemorando com um sinal de silêncio, o indicador em cima dos lábios esticados em um sorriso orgulhoso. é rotina faltar os treinos para jogar futebol na praia, e dá entrevista dizendo que é muito melhor do que ficar correndo em círculos em volta do campo. todo mundo tem certeza que será suspenso por indisciplina qualquer dia desses.

mulherengo, sem sombra de dúvidas. aproveita a vida de jogador de futebol e espreme até as últimas gotas tudo o que a fama pode oferecer. comemorações de jogos são feitas em grupo, nos clubes mais prestigiados da cena noturna, até ele encontrar uma companhia para passar as altas horas da madrugada junto. aqui, sou a favor do nosso costumeiro twist sobre simón cachorrinho na coleira, no entanto, com o twist de: ele se apaixona primeiro e é muito unilateral. nossa leitora!atriz vai fazer ele comer o pão que o diabo amassou, porque tudo o que ele já fez com outras mulheres, ela vai fazer com ele e pior. e simón vai ficar piradinho pela diva; com toda a franqueza que já lhe é normal, vai se referir a você como a namorada dele, logo depois da primeira ficada e sem pedido oficial, te chamar como acompanhante para todos os eventos oficiais que ele precisar participar e se recusa a sair das festas sem a sua companhia. sempre que marca um gol (pelo menos um em toda partida), a homenagem vai para você e tá sempre te procurando nas arquibancadas lotadas do estádio; durante o hino, os olhos castanhos dele ficam te encarando, o sorrisinho convencido nos lábios, enquanto ele espera com as mãos atrás do corpo e o queixo bem levantado. 

vai se morder de ciúmes sempre que você tem alguma cena de beijo para gravar com o seu par romântico nas novelas, e é capaz de arranjar briga (sozinho) com o ator. se frustra toda vez que sai com uma mulher nova, fazendo questão que os paparazzi tirem foto dos momentos de PDA dos dois e você continua inabalada – depois de tantas tentativas, simón chega até a desistir porque percebe que o tempo que ele tá comendo uma mulher diferente, é o tempo que ele poderia usar para te conquistar de outras formas (e te comer). simplesmente não aceita o relacionamento de vocês como algo casual, é muito emocionado e impulsivo para isso. 

[khaothanawat]

i swear, every week p’au appears on twitter to inform us that gemini and fourth were on that set improvising every single cute ass tinngun moment themselves… like sir, what do you MEAN that first kiss in the park was all gem and fourth’s doing?

the devil works hard but gemini and fourth on the my school president set truly worked harder 😭