#shigeta

[scarletsp1der]

HASTAG FUCK ANATOMY

[hotvintagepoll]

Propaganda

James Shigeta (Flower Drum Song)—sexy in that '60s ratpack kind of way, I literally gasped when he came onscreen in Flower Drum Song for the first time

Ronald Reagan (The Bad Man)—i just want to see him get dunked on repeatedly

This is round 1 of the bracket. All other polls in this bracket can be found here. Please reblog with further support of your beloved hot sexy vintage man.

[propaganda photos submitted under the cut.]

[sullyoonas]

HARUA - SUPERNOVA © Ayu!

[am00ures]

꩜ .ᐟ ー　‘ BAD DATE ’ & TEAM

gneutral!reader x bestfriend!&team

﹝ ♡ . asking the teamies to come pick you

up after a date gone wrong!

ー tags! fluff, overprotective teamies, semi friends to lovers, cursing, reader needa wake up and smell the flowers

— words? 0

— warnings? cursing

— a/n : i need better fake imessage apps pls spare a crumb or recs 🤲

ー kei , fuma , nicholas

for anyone having a hard time reading nicho’s :

‘pls come pick me up he keeps trying to get me to go home with him and i’m uncomfy.’

ー euijoo , yuma

ー jo, harua, taki

ー maki

©am00ures 2025 . ALL RIGHTS RESERVED.

[nakakitayumas]

&TEAM 'Yukiakari' Relay Dance

[arinewman7]

Night Light

Masamitsu Shigeta

Oil on canvas, 2023

[deer-hunter]

&TEAM: 雪明かり (yukiakari)

[freetheshit-outofyou]

Die Hard (1988)

[chiiyuuvv]

i like me better ★

classmate/nerd!harua x bad girl!y/n 16 attachments

notes! when i'm with yeww. anyways so like first angst post and first time being mean to my characters?? i felt WICKED writing this, almost like fbi was outside my door for being so evil. anyways, i'm sorry to any/all riwoo (bnd), minjae (xkrs), anton (riize), and nicholas (&t) stans 😔 that being said, this in NO WAY represents how idols act irl

▸ 𝘱𝘭𝘢𝘺?

︴bonus! got the idea and drafted the entire fic during third period 🧍anyways did you cry? did your heart crumble? did you want to beat up y/n's friends?? pls lmk so ik what im doing right n wrong ^^

▸ taglist 📬 @cherrycolaberry , @slytherinshua , @enhacolor , @lakoya

🎬 navi

@chiiyuuvv on tumblr . do not steal works/headers/line dividers

[citizenscreen]

Jack Soo, Nancy Kwan, Miyoshi Umeki, and James Shigeta for Henry Koster’s FLOWER DRUM SONG (1961).

[slytherinshua]

ꕤ　PEPPERUP POTION　( 重田美琉愛 )

      in which . . . you fall sick, so your boyfriend brews you a pepperup potion.

genre fluff , sickfic , harry potter au , hufflepuff head boy!harua x fem!hufflepuff!reader   cw reader is sick (just regular cold/flu symptoms) , rule breaking/sneaking around from reader (and a lil from harua) , not proofread   wc 780   request yes   note hufflepuff harua agenda goes crazy cause tell me why i was squealing when i thought of this, hope this cures your illness and your harua brainrot (the harua brainrot IS the illness) @hursheys love you <3   net @lune-net @kstrucknet

“You really didn’t have to risk getting in trouble for me,” you croaked, voice hoarse as you sat up. The silhouette of your boyfriend at the doorway and the unmistakable peppermint smell of a freshly brewed pepperup potion already had your head clearing of its foggy state. 

You had come down with a particularly stubborn cold after sneaking out in the middle of the night, trying once again to gather ingredients for becoming an animagi. Knowing that your own rule breaking habits had been the only reason for your misfortunate illness, you were smart enough to know that Madam Pomfrey would catch on and get you in trouble. This had not been your first time getting in trouble this year, and it wasn’t even Christmas yet. Having already lost a significant amount of points for Hufflepuff despite dating Mr. Perfect himself, the head boy, you wanted to play it safe this time. 

Which is why Harua had been the one to sneak into Snape’s office, obtain horn of bicorn and the other necessary ingredients, and concoct you a perfectly brewed pepperup potion before morning. How you had gotten him involved in your neverending shenanigans, you weren’t sure. But you weren’t complaining when he was serving as your knight in shining armour.

“Seriously, this is your fifth time getting sick this month! I know you’re determined to get your animagus, but maybe take a break for a day. I can’t keep sneaking around for you,” Harua whispered, placing a hand on your forehead to “check your temperature”. 

Although he was a skilled wizard after seven years, he still carried muggle habits, such as their peculiar way of caring for people when sick. Harua claimed that soups and teas, of which you had only ever cared about for the taste, had medicinal properties. You had been forced to eat chicken soup and drink herbal tea for three days straight last time you got sick, even after you had taken potions to rid your body of the illness. Harua was stubborn.

“You would keep sneaking around for me, though,” you pointed out quietly. Harua furrowed his eyebrows and scrunched his nose, handing you the potion without another word. You knew he would go to the ends of the earth for you if you needed it, and you liked to take advantage of that every so often.

Steam puffed from your ears, a side effect of the potion. The sharp taste ran down your throat, and you felt it clear up immediately. As the potion worked, your other symptoms lessened. You’d be free from aches, chills, and your runny nose within the hour, thanks to Harua’s excellent brewing skills.

“Come here. I shouldn’t be contagious anymore.”

Your mumble brought Harua’s attention back to you. His eyes left your dresser drawer and met yours, concern underlying their glimmer. 

“You still have mandrake leaves in your drawer,” he sighed. “You failed the first part once again, didn’t you?”

Your silence was enough of an answer for him. He frowned, taking a seat next to you on the bed. He knew how much you wanted to achieve it; becoming an animagi. To you, it was the greatest task a wizard could partake in. Your repeated attempts all failing thus far had done little to discourage you, but definitely added to Harua’ worry for your safety. You rested your head on his shoulder and he intertwined his fingers with yours. 

“You’re still in your robes,” you pointed out. Although it had been an extremely long day, not even your boyfriend’s black and yellow tie was skewed. He exuded perfection, calculation, and skill even though he was slow. With extraordinary luck and hard work, he had gone from the clumsy first year you had met in herbology, to a model 7th year student, head boy of the house. 

“Unlike other Hufflepuffs, head boys don’t get to go to sleep until their juniors are safe and sound in their beds— including mischievous girlfriends.” 

You smiled, snuggling closer to him, feeling your body warm up perfectly from the potion. 

“Alright. I’ll try to stop causing trouble for the head boy,” you whispered, eyes closed. Harua bit back an endeared smile, watching your drowsiness catch up to you. 

It was well past curfew already, and the rest of the house were fast asleep by now. All was quiet except for your occasional sniffles from your runny nose, which Harua couldn’t help but find cute. He loosened his tie and pressed a short kiss to your forehead, deciding that the risk of being found in your bed in the morning was worth testing, even for the head boy with a perfect reputation.

&team taglist (bolded could not be tagged): @eternalgyu,, @kpoprhia,, @weird-bookworm,, @candewlsy,, @blossominghunnie,,

@seunghancore,, @sobun1est,, @bananabubble,, @talkingsaxy,, @talking-saxy,,

@nicholasluvbot,, @hursheys,, @loserlvrss

[lovelyjuju]

𝐢𝐧𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐠𝐫𝐚𝐦 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐛𝐟!𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐮𝐚

bf!harua x reader

genre: fluff/crack – smau

warnings: none

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© lovelyjuju (2024)

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[hotvintagepoll]

Propaganda

James Shigeta (Flower Drum Song, The Crimson Kimono)—sexy in that '60s ratpack kind of way, I literally gasped when he came onscreen in Flower Drum Song for the first time

Christopher Plummer (The Sound of Music)—you can't tell me your sexual awakening was NOT this man staring julie andrews down in a dark garden somewhere in 1940s austria

This is round 3 of the bracket. All other polls in this bracket can be found here. Please reblog with further support of your beloved hot sexy vintage man.

[additional propaganda submitted under the cut.]

James Shigeta propaganda:

"HELLO SIR? IT'S ME TUMBLR. I'M CALLING TO SWOON"

Christopher Plummer propaganda:

"Christopher Plummer can play Rachmaninoff by ear while drunk and used to do so to entertain his costars while filming."

"idk about other plummer fans but i still thirsted for him in knives out"

[sullyoonas]

harua ૮꒰ྀི∩' ᵕ '∩꒱ྀིა

[urauntiefaye]

harua thoughts because im going crazy for him lately 😕 Harua and you always LOVES to mark eachother up (DRY HUMPING INCLUDED) like he's just so markable EUGHSJJDJDJDN IM GOING FERAL

Harua Hard Thoughts 6:50🔞

WC: 707 

TW: Smut, dry humping, hickeys, AFAB reader, oral, penetration, unprotected sex, cuming inside, squirting, mentions of multiple rounds, not really proofread, that should be all, let me know I forgot anything!

A/N: UGGGH I LOVE HARUA SO MUCH, just wanna squish his cheeks and just AGH *clear throat* ending lowkey sucks, and I know you only asked for marking and dry humping but…I may or may not gotten carried away…hehe also not me literally listening to Disney music while writing this…

Anyways so 

Harua loves dry humping, it’s just one of those things that he really really likes to do. Having you lay down, him in between your legs as you both pathetically grind against each other. His mouth on your neck, sucking love bites all over so you’re completely covered with his mark. You doing the same, whimpering as you try to keep up with his pace, hands gripping his shirts trying to take it off, his already under your shirt pinching and pulling on your little nipples. Your pajama shorts riding up, your juices soaking through your underwear and shorts, his pajama pants forming a little wet spot from his precum. 

Biting down on your neck as he moans turn into whimpers, grinding his hip down more so you can feel his hard dick rub against your clit even more. His poor dick strained even more against the confinements of his clothes, rubbing against the soft material. Begging to be free, but the feeling being too good to stop and pull it out. Your empty soaking hole clenching around nothing as your lower stomach tensed from the pleasure building up, getting ready to break and explode. Your mouth letting go of the already abused skin, moans leaving your mouth as you called out for Harua. His lips still busy, reaching lower on your chest to your collar bones to make the untouched skin match with your bruised neck. His hips stutter as he feels his boxers and pants dampening with his cum, your own orgasm hitting you, hiding your face in the crook of his neck. Your legs shaking violently as your grip on his shirt tightens, Harua not stopping, still grinding against your now sensitive cunt. 

“Rua~ what are you?” your words cut off as he yanked your shorts and panties off, spreading your legs wider. Lifting your shirt up so it rested just above your breast, leaving trails of love bites down your sternum and tummy. Stopping just above where you needed him most, looking up at you with his big brown eyes. “Continuing what we started” he mumbled out before taking your little swollen bud into his lips, his actions had your eyes rolling, hands immediately shooting down to rest on his head. Pulling his hair as he devoured your sensitive pussy, tongue poking inside your tight hole humming and moaning sending vibrations which sent a wave of pleasure through you. Wrapping your thighs around his head, shoving his face against you more, his tongue doing wonders on you, feeling your high building up once again, but being ripped away from you as he sat up. Pouting and looking at him wondering why he stopped, only to moan out from his thick head penetrating into you. His length shoving deep inside you, grasping his shoulders as he didn’t give you anytime to adjust. Thrusting his hips at an incredible pace, dick stretching you wide and hitting that part that had you seeing stars and hearing angels sing. 

Your pussy sucking him in, clamping down on his meaty cock never wanting to let go. Harua placed his lips on the middle part of your neck, pulling the skin into his mouth and sucking harshly as he moaned against it when you tugged on his hair. Sending shivers down his spine whenever you do, slamming his hips down on yours harder. Silent whimpers leaving him as he felt he was close, reaching down to rub your clit, wanting you to cum with him. Feeling all your muscles tightening and clenching around him more than what you were. His cum shooting deep inside you, coating your inner walls with his release, your thighs shaking once again as you felt yours come down onto you. Your release squirting everywhere, wetting not just you but even him. Covering your face as heat reddened your cheeks from embarrassment from having squirted all over him. He pulled your hands away, giving your lips a soft kiss with his, not pulling away completely, whispering against your lips how hot that was. And asking if you can do it one more time for him as he started to thrust into you again. Knowing that this was going to be one long night with him. 

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Lowkey you afterwards⬇️

[nakakitayumas]

2025 &TEAM FANMEETING ‘&︎❤︎’ to LUNÉ 💌