#tetsu tetsu

[lizzie-wendigo]

First image of the year!!

Well, as I mentioned before, I know I'm making this Meme very late, but I didn't feel like doing it until now. And I received some proposals from my followers, some interesting, others boring and others... curious (impossible/ridiculous).

The sad thing was that despite all those suggestions, none seemed interesting enough to draw, but I used them as a base to see what other fanarts could be interesting to do, and that's how I came to this!

Wadanohara and the Great Blue Sea: Samekichi

I never played the game, but I saw the full gameplay and read the manga, and it's extremely incredible! Samekichi is a sweetheart, and I loved this character since his first appearance.

The amazing Digital Circus: Pomni

Yup, until a few days ago I just saw the pilot. Needless to say, why I didn't want to give it a chance. The fandom's much worse than I thought, and that repelled me from watching TADC, a complete shame. I'll do a few sketches in the future along with a constructive opinion on it (unless some toxic guy shows up first)

Boku No Hero Academia: Tetsutestu Tetsutestu

BNHA fans will understand me. He's like Kirishima, but with a different font. He's on my list of Husbandos, and I find it funny to compare him to a silverback gorilla.

The Cult Of the Lamb: Lamb

I haven't played the game either, but I've seen gameplays and it's very interesting, I think it's cute and creepy at the same time

Wander Over Yonder: Dominator

I was always a fan of the series, and in my innocence I expected another season that never came. And I always loved this character, she's bad just for being bad. Ironically, I shiped her with Wander, and I still like the ship.

Undetrale: Gaster

I only drew this character once, I have a whole personal theory that fits with my undertale AU, but I still need to polish it. But I have found this character interesting since I entered the undertale fandom.

Comment which fanart I made seems best to you! :D

[blucassiopeia]

Sullen Books

"A prelude spin-off for an upcoming fic"

warnings: afab!reader, passive angst

A Kuroo Tetsurou x reader one shot or???

a/n: no comfort on this, i wanna pin this mf till the end of my breath LOL; i honestly had a hard time on this one, avoiding as many clues as possible omg; fufufu

"ーma. I don't know."

"Well, we all don't know. And c'mon, she's pregnant. We have to be present in her life in these times. She's alone."

"She's not. That motherfucker will be right there with her any day now."

"And the other one."

"Not the other one."

"If you could be so kind with him."

"I just wish they'll kill the biggest motherfucker ever existed."

You're staring at the vast table that's lining this book café in the university. It's not crowded in this time of day, still got some vacant seats elsewhere, but not directly next to you.

You tried to sleep again when you noticed your phone died and the humming music in your headphones got silenced, but, for the love of God, how? Muffled conversations is all you could hear. You tried not to groan in frustration.

"Akaashi's visiting this weekend, are you really gonna pass?"

You also waited for the other one with the muffled voice to answer to maybe put an end to your over reacting misery. But it never came. Right. Keep that silence and never talk again. Your head is still turned away from them, resting on an opened french book. You didn't read it, you don't even know much about french, you just love how it smells it lulls you to sleep. Yes, your kind of pillow.

Shufflings that came from things being dumped to a bag and minimum volume of a game you once played with your brother over the few months sounded. And Lo! Silence! The last you heard from the man next to you before you went back to your dreamland wasー

"Don't I really have a chance, Kenma?"

It was raining when Kuroo walks out of the university and onto the bus stop. The transparent umbrellaーone which she had left and forgotten in Nekoma's gym from the last Training Campーwas somehow relaxing to watch. The droplets make a hurried plop sound and it slides to the sides, hang on the silver tips and falls to the already wet pavement. He occassionally stares at it as he walks.

Then he heard some heavy books fall in the other side of the pavement, near the bicycle parking area. He turned to your unsuspecting figure that's too messy on picking the scattered, and now wet, books. Your bag threatening to give up on your shoulder too. He just stares at your back for a second or two and walked on, fearing he might miss his bus if he would help you. Also ignoring the fact that he somehow remembers that same long light blonde hair from the university book café three days ago.

"Why is this wet, Y/n?" the attendant on the book café grumpily asked you as you returned the books you borrowed. You frowned as you recounted to him yesterday at the sidewalk just by the bus stop. "You have to pay for the damages."

Your jaw dropped. "But no pages were torn." Your frown deepened when he dismissed you with a tab you have to pay before exiting the book café, or you have to face extra payments in your tuition. Ugh.

You grouchingly made your way to your spot. The book café is strategically situated at the center of a cross road in the university and your favorite spot is facing a part where students rarely pass by, it's peaceful with all the trees fresh to spring forth leaves.

Then you saw a raven-black haired man in your spot. Your frown deepened just a little more you can feel almost wrinkles automatically appearing in your face. Not your day, huh?

His face is turned to your side. He's not especially handsome but he's sort ofーwellーfanciable, at the least. But not your type. Definitely. You grimaced and plopped your things gently to his side, a chair away, not giving up the serenity this spot has to offer. But still grumbling because that grumpy attendant has banned you on the books until you pay up. Grr. You put your headphones on and decided to rest your eyes.

You woke up to the sound of soft dings. You peered and accidentally caught a glimpse of his lockscreen. A golden-haired girl next to his beaming figure. And the screen darkened just as fast. You couldn't care less but that woke you up real bad, your head started to throb.

You were grimacing and finding a perfect angle to rest your head against your arms but to no avail. It was until you tilted your head to his direction again. He's facing you right now and snoring. You softly snorted and somehow, to the soft hum of his snoring and music on your discarded headphones now hanging on your neck, you found yourself closing your eyes.

Kuroo jolted at a tiny pull on his hair and he looked up to find Kenma. "I have been texting you for two hours already."

Kuroo groaned and put his stuff back on his bag, finding a note with his notebook. I like it when you sleep, so adorable but unaware of it. You look so peaceful.

"If I haven't gone hereー"

Kuroo shoved all of his things, note included, to his bag and slung it on his shoulders, wrinkling the fabric of his sweater. "Sorry. Sorry. Let's go."

"Y/n, go with me to this wedding in Miyagi please? It's in 3 weeks."

Your nose scrunched up when you read your brother's message that weekend morning. You yawned as you dialed his number.

"Please! It's my friend's wedding."

"But why do you have to bring someone?" Geez.

"Well, everyone I'm close with are bringing dates."

"Then bring your girlfriend!" Ugh.

"I don't have one! No more of this. You're coming with me!"

And he fucking hanged up on you. Miyagi's 2 hours away. What the hell is he thinking? You rolled your eyes as you took a shower to start your day and classes is in an hour. You'll definitely gonna be late.

The hall was packed already when you arrived. This is a new class you just enrolled in because you just realized this is a prerequisite to that one major next semester. Blockmates are not as kind as you think, if being new to the place is still not as inconvenient.

Your eyes flew to an empty seat at the back. Next to that same raven-black hair in the book café. His eyes were dead straight to the professor and writing stuffs as he goes on with the lecture, thankfully ignoring you as you bend down trying to be obscure. He didn't spare you a glance when you sat next to him, just a subtle drag of his scattered notes out of your space. And you ignored it.

Cold.

But you were surprised when he hurriedly came pass you out of the book café that afternoon. He was all smiles and seemingly excited for something. You looked back to where he is going. And you saw her. The same golden-haired girl in his lockscreen running to meet his open arms.

"Tetsuuu! I missed youu!"

"Hey! Don't run!"

She jumped to his arms to where he spinned as he catches her, hugging her tight, brows all up above his closed eyes, face snuggling in her neck. You saw how his hug tightened as the second passed by, brows furrowing and you have to go on in the book café because of the weird feeling you had harbored in that scene.

The day you gave up a day in your favorite spot is the day you sat by the entrance and see how his face changes as he talks to the sunshine girl that has her waist carefully held by another man standing beside her. You saw Kuroo's face under his mask.

"Don't I really have a chance, Kenma?"

A voice rang loudly as you watch him watch the couple in front of him.

Kuroo's mind was swarming with lots and lots of thoughts. Mostly from what his friend said about his wedding. Wedding. He felt like he's tearing up. What a weak man he is. He just wants to storm outside the lecture hall and go straight home or anywhere else where he can scream his lungs out. His thighs are popping under the long line of desk, his fist resting on it as it bounces up.

"Lemme answer that, sir!"

"Okay, Miss Y/n. Mr. Kuroo is somehow not in my class right now."

He closed his eyes in realization that he was called a few times, and that a girl, you who is sitting rows away from him, saved him from half of the embarassment. C'mon, Kuroo. Focus. Head on the lecture.

Friday came and your brother was already nudging you to pack your things for both of you will be in a train in two hours. That Miyagi wedding is a hassle but you can't ditch your brother when he's being too cute in front of you now.

"So who is this friend that's getting married?"

He grinned in his seat and pulled out his phone. "She's my crush way back first year." Your brows shot up at his confession as he shoves his phone to your face. "Isn't she pretty? Her name is Tsukishima Ran. Well, tomorrow, she'll bear a new family name."

Your face went cold when you saw the bride-to-be. Your eyes travelled to your brother so slow and flickered back to his screen. "Y-yeah, she's really pretty."

You should've asked him before you sat on that bloody train to Miyagi. Now, you wonder what to do to avoid people. You felt your breath hitched as you realize you'll see him again, now out of the university walls.

The walk to the stunning venue was unnerving. The men were in black and the women are in either gray or white. You padded the white fabric against your skin and turned to your brother. "You look scared Y/n." He took your hand to his arm for you to cling to. "You want to poop?"

"Idiot." You hissed and pinched his arm to where he flinched and laughed as he ushered you to a table full of his volleyball friends.

You took a deep breath and act insignificant, dying to ignore the stares of a blond-hair-with-black-roots man across the table. You restricted your eyes to your phone, to your space in the table and to your brother's face. You badly want to end the night fast.

"Ran-chan! Well, you'd still be myーourーRan-chan even if you're married to that fucker. I'd still be your knight in shining armor whenever you need me, will always be available, but not on changing diapers okay? That's someone else's job."

"Who is that someone else?"

"Her fucking bestfriend, who else!"

Your head perked up when laughs were roaring throughout the venue as a man from the nearby table raised his middle finger to Kuroo, of which he kindly returned.

"In all seriousnessー" That stare he gave to the bride sent shivers to you, it made you want to run away.

"ーI'll still protect you and the ones you love with my life. That's how you both are special to me. And to that small one in your tummy right now.." He trailed his eyes to the groom that's still beaming throughout his friend's unsuspecting confession.

"He'll have the bestest dad ever, and the coolest uncle and a bunch of extra shitbag uncles. Best wishes to the both of you. Be happy now."

Kuroo wasn't supposed to say those words aloud. He wasn't supposed to. He was dead-set on keeping his feelings under control but seeing her in her wedding dress with his friend next to her, he lost it. Now he's desperately trying to find a peaceful place away from the venue to rant out, beer on one hand, loosened necktie dangled around his disheveled polo.

And you found him hunched on one of the small round pavillions away from the venue. He was sobbing real hard when you silently walked up to him. The ice came in contact with sunshine and it melted, drowning you too in the process. You pursed your lips and sat quietly two spaces away from him. That moment you held with him was suspiciously your solace from all else that's bothering you right now. His sobs, heaves, whimpers and shuffles, trying to wipe his snotty nose in his slacks. He might've noticed you but chose to ignore, like what he has been doing for the past two months.

He must really love the bride. To the point where he has no choice but to put down his mask like this. You hummed and rested your back on the wooden rails that's encasing the pavillion, careful not to make much noise, careful not to watch him cry his heart out. You closed your eyes, enveloping yourself with the sound of cries from a heartbroken Kuroo Tetsurou.

It seemed like an hour or two before Kuroo stopped crying, the can of beer crumpled on his bloodied hand. He felt his legs cramped as he stretched out and caught a hand next to him. He breathed heavy and out as he brushed the back of your hand with his thumb and looked up at your peaceful, angel face.

He's not an idiot to not know you're around. He just chooses to ignore you to not pass the pain. And he can't, he's still too in love with Ran. He's too in love with her to pay attention to others poking on him. And so, he walked away without waking you up.

Years had passed and you found yourself in his proximity again. Well, you applied at the Japan's Volleyball Association on the sole purpose of indulging what your brother loves, and now you learned to love too. Never did you know it's also his field.

Wait. Who were you kidding?

You still remember the thing Kenmaーthe blonde hair with black roots guy from that weddingーsaid to you after you woke up alone in that pavillion.

"It's better if you stay away, Y/n."

You were still shocked about how he knows your name. And if this is what it is, then Kuroo knows your name too? Is that it?

"He's dead-set on Ran right now, and maybe for a few years. He'll never be ready. I know him. When he's into something, he's going all out."

You remembered what Kuroo said in his message a while ago. "If he's gonna protect her and her loved ones, then who's gonna protect him if I avoid him now?" You smiled. "It's okay. I'm not asking for reciprocation. This is not business anyway."

Then you left Kenma dumbfounded.

You didn't know when did you start falling for Kuroo. Nor know why are you acting like the situation's okay with you. You just know that you're at peace when you see him. Just seeing him breathing and comfortable is okay.

Through the years, you started to do things to make him comfortable in every littlest way. To making him coffee when he's out cold on his desk during a night-shift, to the simple saves you did just to ease his way out of a situation, to that bento you bought him once when he forgot to buy his lunch, to volunteering to cover his shift when Ran's twins needs him for something, to rigging the Christmas raffle to let him win the vacation package.

All those were subtle. And you're comfortable with it. At least, he's happy with it.

Over the years, much to his displeasure, he is still in love with Ran. He has fully accepted that he can't be that person whom she will love, and naively thinks that acceptance itself will make him move on. Oh how wrong is he. Now, he's suffering from your little gestures of appreciations and love.

If he just fell out of love with Ran, he'll gladly turn to you. If he just forced his way to you, he'll gladly hold you in his arms even if you're both hurting. If he's just brave enough to drag you into his life, he'll kiss you breathless. But he won't, and he can't. Coz he loves someone else.

And how bad was it for him when that day came on both of you. Him, holding you in his flailing arms, tears coming down his cheeks and trying to grip your hand to a note from years ago you thought he discarded, returning it to you but the thought's so reversed now. Kenma's words ringing in his ears as he stares at you.

"If you're gonna protect her and her loved ones, who's gonna protect you if she's not around. She said something like that. And you don't have to reciprocate what she gives, she added. She's too pure for your dumb ass but let her love you, Kuroo."

You just made an irreversible sacrifice. And he's gonna regret this for the rest of his life. Well, it's not so long before that too. Kuroo smiled through his tears and he kissed you so earnestly, the kiss he should've given you in that pavillion, or when you saved him from the professor's questions, or when you stared at him getting broken with the wedding news from his friends, or when you walked up to his side on that certain class, or when he saw you getting stumped with so much books under the rain.

He should've done this kiss to you a long time ago, instead of waiting for it from another. He wasted so much time.

Semi Eita | Sugawara Koushi | Akaashi Keiji | Sakusa Kiyoomi | Kageyama Tobio | Oikawa Tooru | Miya Osamu

Reblogs and interactions are appreciated. Theories will be entertained. Cassie 2023.

[atarathegreat]

Tetsutetsu Tetsutetsu- Fake Date

Kirishima and I stared at his metal counterpart, shock and awe weren't the words I'd use but Tetsutetsu sure did.

"Come on! What am I supposed to do?! Kirishima, you're a genius with these things!" Tetsutetsu paced across Kiri's room, his quirk activating over his hands in his anxious state, "I can't go alone! Not after bragging about it for so long!"

I leaned back and began playing on my phone. School dances weren't my thing and I didn't know the boy near enough to put my nose in his business. It wasn't my fault that he bragged about this great girl he got for prom, and it definitely wasn't my fault she ditched. Four years at UA and this boy would never learn to put his foot in his mouth.

The silence in the room finally reached my ears and I glanced up to find both boys staring at me.

"What are you staring for?" I waved my hand in front of Kirishima. He smiled, but it wasn't genuine, it was hiding something, "Well, we had an idea… But it involves you…"

Tetsutetsu threw himself over the bed and pleaded up at me from my knees, "Go with me to prom!"

I was sure my blood froze, but Tetsutetsu didn't acknowledge my shocked state as he continued to bargain with me. The dude wasn't ugly by any means, many girls found him just as handsome as they found Kirishima, but he could be… What's the word… Thick? Dense! Tetsutetsu was dense.

His dark eyes were boring into mine, glazing over and beginning to water. I didn't know this guy, I wasn't a dance person, social gatherings were stupid in my opinion. I sighed and shook my head, peeking to Kirishima for assistance. He definitely wasn't on my side.

"Look, Y/n, you be my date to prom and I'll give you anything you want in return. I'll train with you, teach you my fighting style or me and Kirishima could knock each other out like we did at the sports festival." Tetsutetsu took one of my hands in both of his, the heat on his metal skin was insane, "You can tell everyone afterwards or you keep it a secret, anything!"

I groaned, bouncing my head off the wall and glaring at both of them, "Fine."

They shared a first bump and cheered, Kirishima lifting me off his bed like I was some of type of royalty. I struggled to keep myself together as they tossed me between them until I ended up hanging upside down, Tetsutetsu holding tightly to my waist as Kirishima helped fix my position. Death was going to come for me before I could become a pro hero and I'd have these guys to thank.

Tetsutetsu exchanged numbers with me while stating that there was a certain dance I had to learn. That was great, at least there was a plan he had and we could work from there. Every afternoon after our classes we would meet up and dance behind the 1-A dorms, it was a simple dance but Tetsu wanted to get where we didn't need to communicate our moves. Sometimes Kirishima and Bakugo would come out to watch and talk to us but they only split up my focus and I'd trip over Tetsu's boots.

I hated it but I loved it all the same. Tetsu was a gentleman, much like Kiri, but there was something so different about him. It drew me in each time we'd danced together and I started getting thoughts about how perfectly I moved with him or how I fit snuggly against his body. His voice was like honey and his warmth became the only thing fighting my natural coldness. I constantly wanted to be next to him.

"You guys look like you're having fun." Monoma stepped out of the nearby tree line, pulling a glare from the previously laughing Tetsu, "A backup since you're other girl ditched you for me? How pathetic you choose Y/n over a girl from our class. How far you've fallen."

Tetsu easily hid me behind him and faced Monoma, "You should go, you second rate copy cat. This isn't about being ditched anymore and you shouldn't put people down like you do."

I looked back and caught Bakugo staring out the window, he hated Monoma more than anyone so I waved my hand for him to deal with it. Monoma didn't stand a chance against my special move: Guard Dog Bakugo. "Geez, he really needs to get a hobby." I joked, patting Tetsu on the back, "You good?"

"This really isn't about her ditching me anymore, Y/n. I'm really happy that you said you'd go to prom with me, I get it if you don't like me back but it wouldn't be manly to hide it from you anymore." Tetsu sighed before pulling back his smile, "Let's try it one last time, you've pretty much got it down!"

Words wouldn't form in my brain so I just finished our dance and waved goodbye. It was weird that he liked me, not because of who he was but real life didn't work like that. You didn't get a crush on someone and them like you back, that was for movies or stories. Fairytale works. Kirishima tried to talk to me about it, Tetsu had told him that feelings had come up through our dancing meets. Still I could only nod. Whether it was shock or my mind refusing to process it all I didn't know, but I did know that prom was soon.

I'd chosen a new color scheme for our outfits, the other girl had picked out the ugliest shade of dark green and I didn't think it matched Tetsu at all. Unknown to him, I took the liberty to order new clothes. A steel colored suit for him and a grey knee length dress for me. Kirishima helped to pull the laces on the back tight, tying it so I didn't look like random strings were hanging from my back.

The rest of the class was already in our common room, some with their dates and others like myself meeting their date at the gym. Kirishima offered to walk with me since it had rained and my shoes were not thick enough to withstand a puddle. My friend had to lift me more than once so I could avoid getting my dress and shoes dirty.

"Thanks, Kiri, I'd hate to have wet feet while dancing." We shared a quick laugh and went our separate ways. The teachers had really gone out of their way to make the place breathtaking with streamers and balloons and some quirks were even used to make it more magical. Only one scene took my eyes off the room. Tetsu. He looked so handsome in the suit and I would've melted if he wasn't in a bad situation.

Near the refreshments table he was standing tall against Monoma and who I presumed was his first date. I straightened my spine and hurried across the floor to take Tetsu's hand. He smiled gratefully down at me before his eyes widened, "You look stunning in grey!"

"Thank you." I giggled, looking over to Monoma and the girl, "Monoma, I didn't know you had a date! You never said anything!"

Tetsu and I left before she started nagging at Monoma, it was rude but he deserved it. We mingled with our classes and had some light conversation with everyone, but the excitement on Tetsu's face when a song came on, "Our dance! Hurry, Y/n, we have to!"

Butterflies knotted my stomach as we moved together, the motions making more sense when music guided them. The warmth between us changed when the song ended and a slower song started.

"Care for another dance?" Tetsutetsu experimentally moved a hand to my lower back, I moved closer and wrapped my arms over his shoulders. "So that's a yes?" Tetsu moved us with the music.

"Tetsu?"

"Yeah?"

"I know what I want in return for coming to prom with you." My cheeks burned and I tried to avoid eye contact, only for Tetsu to pull my face back to his. "Like I said, anything!" He was so calm for our faces being so close together.

"Kiss me?"

[rennebright]

morrigan by tetsu [Twitter/X] ※Illustration shared with permission from the artist. If you like this artwork please support the artist by visiting the source.

[clawsdevour]

*،Ꮺ ࣪ kuroo husband hcs

wc: 0.6k content warning: post-time skip, fluff, MY MAN MY MAN MY MAN..., not proofread

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-Kuroo, the type of husband to oversleep a lot. Sometimes you'd have to wake him up because his alarm won't stop ringing but you don't mind it. You like to just watch him sleep peacefully knowing how hard he works and he appreciates it when you let him sleep just a tad bit longer while you got breakfast ready for him.

-Kuroo, the type of husband to sneak up behind you whenever you're cooking and start to attack you with tickles. He loves hearing you laugh so hard while playfully shouting at him to stop, to counteract his attack you both end up in a tickle fight that quickly comes to an end when you both smell something burning...

-Kuroo, the type of husband to love little cozy date nights at home. He loves the private intimate tension in the atmosphere whenever the ambient light hits right with you at his side. He'd enjoy playing little board games with you while your guys' favorite show playing in the back while you exchange giggles.

-Kuroo, the type of husband to love doing cheesy little couple things in public. For instance, sharing an ice cream sundae. He would love to just spoon-feed you while you're happily eating it. Kuroo would also just love having your hand in his all the time. He loves knowing that you're always there by giving you a little squeeze.

-Kuroo, the type of husband to love doing late night errand runs with you. If you're walking to the convenience store and there's absolutely no one in your path, he'd for sure establish a race to the store and start sprinting even though he knows you won't race him. Of course, he's going to run back to you when he's already halfway there and say he won.

-Kuroo, the type of husband to go and absolutely dissolve in your arms the moment he comes back from work. He loves knowing that you're always there for him like how he is for you. After a warm bath, his favorite thing to do is just lay in your arms with his face nestling in the crook of your neck eventually drifting off to sleep.

-Kuroo, the type of husband to let you play with his bed head hair. The most he really does for it is probably just a trim, so whenever you ask him if you can touch his hair he doesn't really mind at all. In fact he actually likes when you're just stroking through his messy hair with your fingers, it's like a free scalp massage by the one he loves the most.

-Kuroo, the type of husband to love spending slow evenings with you. Doesn't matter if you're just lounging on the couch with your head in his lap laughing at a movie. Kuroo just simply loves being in your presence, especially when it's almost the end of the day where he gets to have these little unwinding moments with you.

-Kuroo, the type of husband to have Bokuto and Kenma hype him up right after he bought your engagement ring. Rejection ran circles through his mind so many times after he purchased it. Kuroo was so nervous and his hands definitely got so sweaty that when he was fiddling with the box in his pocket, it almost slipped out right before he distracted you to look behind.

-Kuroo, the type of husband to love the idea of having a few kids running around the house. He can see his future bright and clear with you standing right in the middle of it and of course, your little minions swarming around you both. He's also SUCH a girl's dad fight me I dare you.

masterlist here

[kuroosdarling]

you always knew your boyfriend was attractive and yet, nothing could’ve prepared you for the sight you saw when you came home.

kuroo was fast asleep on the bed, taking one of his rare afternoon naps after work. you had gotten home a little later than usual and coming back to this sight was nothing short of heavenly.

kuroo laid on the bed, shirtless, with the blanket covering his lower back and onwards. his back muscles were on full display, subtly flexing with every small movement he made as he snoozed.

he slept how he normally slept when he was alone, head buried inbetween his and your pillows. his arms securely wrapped around them, his biceps bulging at the slight pressure he used to push them against his head.

how was it fair that even asleep, kuroo was the most attractive man you had ever laid eyes on?

as if he sensed your presence, kuroos eyes slowly opened, peeking out from beneath the pillows. although you couldn’t see his smile, you saw the light of it reach his eyes, a soft glow emitting from him all the way to you as if he was trying to lure you in.

“oh hi there, sweetheart,” he rasped out, his voice still thick from sleep. “care to join me?”

and just like that, you found yourself in his warm embrace. those strong arms wrapped securely around you as he traded the pillows for the crook of your neck — happily sighing before sleep took over him once again.

[mobertducky]

Yakuza 0 x 90’s style

[zombieryuu]

yakuzas

[psin314]

a bunch of little sillies

[seaweed-s0up]

happy new year i’m starting 2024 sick w covid and hopped up on nyquil

[jk3dsparrow]

Unholy trinity of rich bitches 💴🔫

[uo6ep]

redraw of a nippon noir promo pic (below the cut)

very fun series i love iuras character in it. hes badass And hes goofin

[filmreveries]

“All words are lies. But pain doesn’t lie.”

Audition (1999) dir. Takashi Miike

[boyquiet]

tachibana real estate employees do NOT enter the boss’s office without knocking

[ficushuman]

[poketcg-art]

Bramblin -- Tetsu Kayama