#tearenola

[gravesung-moving]

thank you for this educational diagram depicting the size and shape of suguru geto's big naturals

[hoshizorax]

♬ @tearenola ⸻ Hitomi.

"hey, squirt! staying out of trouble?"

[usagimen]

“ Wait — you know that Naoto guy? I’m so sorry. ” ( Jett )

        “I’ve   known   him   since   I   was   eight   years   old   when   my   first   arrangement   with   the   Zen’in   Clan   was   made”   she   tilts   her   head,   the   cadence   of   her   voice   piqued,   never   had   she   thought   too   much   on   it.   A   small   girl   that   will   break,   the   sneering   voice   once   mocked,   poking   her   shoulder   blade   while   the   elders   all   insisted,   a   mean   grin   with   early   similar   eyes   -   a   wife   to   the   shadows   doesn’t   die   with   ease.   The   petite   wraith   that   haunted   the   halls,   chased   by   wolves,   laughing   joyously   in   hand   with   her   betrothed,   lips   pursed   together   she   wrinkles   her   nose.   “I   guess   over   time   I   grew   used   to   Naoto’s   antics,   the   bragging,   the   constant   bickering.   He   did   teach   me   defense   along   with   concealing   weapons,   I   believe   we   get   along   well,   I’ve   always   enjoyed   my   time   with   my   in-laws”   the   slight   laugh   echoes   as   she   clasps   the   warm   cup   of   coffee   in   her   calloused   hands.   “None   of   them   are   alike,   then,   one   forgets   I   am   engaged   to   Naoya ( @antinomos ) -   sharp   personalities   are   common   amongst   the   family,   it   wouldn’t   be   a   Zen’in   if   they   cowered   or   back   down”   

[createdgod]

❝Oh? You're the first person to actually get the gall to ask. Or well, bring attention to it.❞

Fingers trailing along one of the sides of the scar. Maybe not many people were aware of what autopsy scarring looked like, or they didn't wanna ask out of fear of being "invasive". Either way in his seven years of godhood not once was it ever brought up, shocking to him!

@tearenola.

[astarab1aze]

@tearenola: “ Says the person who’s bad at fuckin’. “

[pr4yerp0sition]

" Bullshit. Fucking doesn't get you into that kind of shape. " (Jett to Toji)

         “Did  you  really  just  admit  you  have  no  idea  how  to  fuck?”  there’s  amusement  curling  into  the  nastiness  of  his  sneer,  tugging  upon  the  menacing  scar,  how  cute.  He  was  clearly  antagonizing,  the  cruel  old  wolf  that  still  prowls,  haunting  everything  &&  everyone,  of  course  that  wasn’t  true  -  he  wasn’t  stupid.  Although,  it  helped  to  burn  the  tension  &&  give  an  adrenaline  rush,  temporary  pleasure  that  soothed  every  ache  or  simply  was  that,  intoxication  at  its  finest.  “It  does,  sounds  as  if  you’ve  been  bored  the  entire  time,  what  a  shame”  he  tuts,  pocketing  the  useless  bet  within  his  pocket,  conversations  like  this  were  an  idle  way  to  pass  the  time  &&  sorely  amusing. 

                                      “Poor  thing,  never  sleep  with  someone  dull,  it’s  nothing  short  of  miserable”

[hehosts]

❝ what? you don't like me anymore?? ❞ — @tearenola

[chipen]

You mentioned Satoru being a brat. What would a brat trainer that could handle him look like, in your mind?

like this!

real talk though - to submit into that sort of play gojo definitely needs to be on an emotionally comfortable level with his partner, because everything for him is twice as heightened. so vanilla - basic sex on a superficial level is fine, he can be promiscuous in his own right, but anything bridging into brat tamer / brat and dom / sub territory he's much more 'demisexual' just for the fact of the trust needed for him to give up power.

gojo has to be coaxed into it. he needs someone with a surprising amount of patience that he can push into snapping. but gojo doesn't want outright violence in response to his needling. what he needs is an actually gentle hand that can lead, and easily alternate between loving caresses or a severe backhand if necessary. essentially, he requires a sort of coaxing - someone that can see through the superficial bits of his brat behavior and tame him both emotionally and sexually. sex for gojo is an incredibly heightened sensory experience, so he looks for a partner that can guide him and get him out of his head so to speak while also helping him tape into the innate comforts of both being disciplined and submission.

...tl;dr: he actually needs someone that can alternate between sweet and gentle and mean as sin

[rashomon]

[ FEND ]:    sender adopts a defensive position that stops the receiver from launching an attack on them. [ Ginko ]

   ( cough, cough. )

akutagawa leaned against the alley's wall in support, a scent of death quick on his skin. wraith - like fingers finding purchase in the grime of brick and sick splattered against its walls. what had brought him so low, nothing more than a battle with that damned priest, still injured as the blood seeps quick through his skin and clothes. when a sound is heard nearby, without thought his ability attacks, only to be promptly deflected.

the hell - hound glares into the darkness no sooner, his stare animalistic, considering this person of which he did not know.

' get away. ' he would spit, not caring for introductions.

[angheliic]

@tearenola replied to your post “Juno bites him first. >:)”:

Proceeds to chew on his neck like a dog toy.

❝You're a freak. And I don't know if that's in a good way or not.❞

[tsuiokuno]

“The answer is no by the way, to whatever you’re about to say.” (Jett to Kusakabe)

ice breaker starters / accepting

jett's voice snaps him out of his thoughts. he studies her expression, trying to see what it is she thinks he's about to say, and makes an amused face when he realizes. did she think he was about to ask her out? and she was trying to turn him down gently?

he does his best to not laugh out of politeness. well, to be fair, it's not entirely wrong. he was contemplating asking if she wants to get dinner or drinks together, but not in that way. the two of them didn't start out on the right foot, and it took them some time to get on the same page, so he thought he should at least treat her nicely on their last day of working together is all.

“oh, all right. i was thinking of inviting you to dinner to end our time together on a good note, but...” he shrugs and slings his coat over one arm before gathering the rest of his belongings, “well then, best of luck with your research, miss jett, and i guess i'll see you around.”

@tearenola

[hoshizorax]

What if they had a third kid, Kentaro and Jett :))))

𝖯𝗋𝗈𝗆𝗉𝗍𝖾𝖽. ♬ @tearenola ⸻ Jett.

name: hanzo adachi.

gender: male.

general appearance: standing at 5'5", hanzo sports golden eyes and "strawberry blonde" hair. his stature is slim yes muscular in the arms and the back. he does have longer than normal canines as well.

personality: he's a very fun loving person. a little wild and a bit chaotic. likes to play pranks. often sets up for hitomi to scare people. he and kei butt heads but they love each other.

special talents: probably the less normal of the adachi siblings. taking more after his kamo roots. inheriting blood manipulation and a strong pool of cursed energy thanks to his father.

who they like better: both.

who they take after more: jett.

personal headcanon: hanzo took everything with a grain of salt growing up. insults not really bothering him and he didn't give into bullies. often putting them in their place.

faceclaim:

[rcdhotnight]

An odd, middle aged woman seems to be pointing her phone at him. (Jett)

Dante (Sub Story) - Smile for the Camera Dante had been going about his business around the city. But something felt off as he went about his business. As if there was something trotting along behind him. Dante took a moment to stop in his tracks to survey his surroundings. It wasn't until the odd woman came into his purview that his bewilderment was shown on his face. Where they taking shots with his camera? Now that definitely was odd, figure that he could just ring out his voice.

"I can see you over there! Mind tellin' me what you are doing over there? Already know you are getting a good set so might as well come clean." Honestly, when did I sign up for being a circus attraction to the public now? He thought. This was gonna be a weird one.

[mutherlessarch]

" i think we're all put here to speak certain truths. and my truth right now, is that i absolutely fucking hate you. " shigaraki says before literally slamming their foot into jinno's side. / @tearenola gets a starter

[ofovertime]

“  you talk in your sleep, ya know.  ”  (Jett)

he was still lying there as he heard the other speak. head titling for a moment, he couldn't help but let out a long exhale from his lips as he sat up.

Messy hair, groggy, and soon his hand was pushing some of his hair back, his eyes turned to look at the other for a moment. Just knowing he still had that dumb habit, he hated it. for once in his life could he get a good night's sleep? Even after all the fun they did have?

No. it seems not.

Taking a soft inhale, he closed his eyes and put his face in his hand for a moment. he was taking it in for a moment before speaking.

" Did I keep you up? If so, I'm very sorry about it. I don't even know what I was dreaming about, that would have kept me talking like that."

( morning after starters || accepting || @tearenola )

[pr4yerp0sition]

[ WRAP ] when sitting astride a horse/motorcycle/etc. together, the sender reaches back, takes the receiver’s wrists, and gently pulls their arms around the sender’s waist in an embrace designed to keep the receiver safe, despite feeling remarkably intimate. ( Jett and Isamu )

        “Right,  so  there  is  a  problem”  monochromatic,  he  speaks  in  vivid  arrays  of  black  &&  white.  The  coolness  of  his  voice  contrasted  with  the  skyline,  lit  by  lanterns  paving  the  way  on,  it  was  always  eerie  for  him.  “My  car  is  in  the  shop,  while  I’m  usually  on  desk  duty  till  the  it is repaired,  it  appears  that  won’t  be  the  case”  what  could  be  so  pressing?  It  was  enough  for  him  to  ponder  the  possibilities  of  a  threat  or  just  another  elder  who  refused  to  stop  their  nagging.  Sheepishly,  he  refused  to  answer  any  inquiries  on  what  could  have  happened  for  the  mechanical  error,  the  smell  of  gasoline  burning  the  pavement,  it  is  embedded  into  his  nostrils.

        There  would  be  another moment  for  long,  boring,  tedious  stories.  Irritated  with  his  own  reckless  nature,  icy  blonde  locks  were  swept  up  suddenly,  pinned  together  safely  as  he  gestured,  “Hop  on  the  back,  we’ll  reach  the  destination  within  a  shorter  time  span  -  don’t  be  scared  I’ve  done  this  before”  the  flutter  of  his  voice  is  benevolent  &&  kind,  he’s  excited,  aching  for  the  gasoline  to  course  through  his  blood.  It’s  the  sensation  of  arms  that  wrap  around  his  slender  frame,  the  sudden  power  that  exhausts  itself  as  the  scenery  blurs,  nothing  mattered. 

  The  space  between  them  is  closed,  Isamu  smells  decadent,  cigarette  smoke  &&  expensive  cologne,  vanilla  &&  sharp  liquorice  -  even  he  grins  in  mischief,  there  was  an  elegance.  A  frame  that  was  stronger  than  what  he  appeared,  the  bit  of  ink  that  showed  upon  his  slim  hands  adorned  in  silver,  careful  glances  that  would  look  back  to  assure  if  she  was  safe.  “See,  this  was  far  more  fun  than  the  typical  ride”  the  engine  purrs  even  at  a  stop,  he  leans  over  the  frame,  feline-like,  without  a  care.  That  was  until  a  cocky  grin  showed  &&  he  laughs,  airy,  barely  there  cooing  each  word.

             “Hm,  you're  holding  rather  tight,  first  time?  Don’t  worry,  it  gets  better  with  practice”