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#he's soooo dreamy
mossmurdock · 8 months
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when you and kento first start dating, it takes him a bit to adjust. he isn't sure about his approach towards his affection, of how it has him hesitating; the honesty of it is burning even to him.
he’s constantly thinking of you. its in little ways, but that sort of thing adds up, sneaks up on a person when they least expect it.
how’s he meant to go about his day normally when he keeps passing a boutique with heels that would look perfect on you? another with a blouse that would flow off you like it wasn’t made for anything else. another with classic winter gloves that look fashionable but warm.
the thought of dressing you doesn’t come out of any malice. there isnt anything wrong about your choice of clothing, it matches you, even links arms with his the slightest bit. but the thought still occurs, and he still walks by those boutiques thinking about you.
eventually though, he must stop thinking. because he’s walking back home with fancy bags and placing them on his kitchen counter. he forgets that you’re waiting for him at home that day.
you’re curled on the couch with a magazine in your hands. kento doesnt catch the title before you set it down on the coffee table at the sound of him entering. you’re up and kissing his cheek before he can second guess the look of the paper mache sticking out of the delicate bags.
“welcome back.” you loosen his tie for him when you pull away, pluck his glasses off his face and set them aside for him. already he feels less tired. “how was your day?”
“shit.” he deadpans. you simply hum as a response, a little smile painted across your lips. “how was yours? any better?"
your hands are off him now, the two of you are divided by the small kitchen island. you haven’t made note of what he’s bought, either purposefully or because you feel like taking things slow this evening.
“too fast,” you sigh. “someone spilled coffee on me. it got all over my blouse.”
kento’s eyebrows peak, and you respond with a knowing pout. “the white one?” he asks.
you nod solemnly, hanging your head defeatedly. “the white one,” you confirm. your voice is whiny, frustrated at its tired core. “i had to borrow this from a coworker.”
kento hums as a sort of comfort, lays his hand over yours. oddly, this shared fatigue between the two of you makes the place feel more like a home.
“did you go shopping? the bags are beautiful.” you twirl his hand in yours so that his palm is up to the air. before you let go, you trail the creases in his skin.
“new ties?” you ask, your smile a little smug. he may or may not have splurged a few weeks back, much to your amusement and delight.
"no," he replies, only slightly exasperated with you. "they're for you."
"oh!" your hand covers your mouth but it does nothing to hide the smile on your face. "were you thinking of me?"
"yes, i was," he confesses. the blush that rushes to the tips of your ears can't be missed, and suddenly, he wonders why he had been second guessing himself in the first place.
kento nudges the bags toward you, gentle and slow. its almost like he's scared of spooking you, even though you dip your hands in with the eagerness of someone who's never been scared in their life.
"kento," your voice is shocked, anything but quiet in its appreciation. "these are lovely. i don't—to be completely honest, i'm not sure what to say."
"you don't have to. just—" he pauses. "try everything on for me."
your face brightens. its like a new light in the room, soft and warm and his. your hands leap over the counter and grab his loosened tie, tugging him toward you and pressing your lips to the corner of his mouth. he wants to say you missed, but he's gone soft with content.
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swaggypsyduck · 10 months
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EVERYONE SAY THANK YOU CAMAVINGA
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teamwangs · 2 years
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Mark for Thailand’s Elle Magazine for July 2022 for @gojokat ♡
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peachsayshi · 6 months
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cozy boyfriend satoru who uses you as his body pillow. who wraps his long arms around your waist and squishes his cheek against your shoulder. who nuzzles his nose into your neck, and softly breathes against your skin as he falls asleep.
your arm is feeling tingly, but you don’t want to disturb him. he looks so soft when he’s relaxed, you completely forget that he’s the strongest being in existence. it gives you a chance to play with his feathery hair, to slowly twirl the angelic locks between your fingers. to trace the shell of his ear, and tenderly massage the back of his neck.
you can’t help but smile, holding in a giggle as you bite your bottom lip. it’s cute when he wakes up - eyes heavy, and he pouts innocently in your direction when he gazes up at you from underneath frosty lashes to ask: “what’s so funny?”
he’s too adorable, too cute for his own good - you can’t help but kiss the top of his head and squeeze his frame that’s snuggled right up into you. your touch gently lulling him back to sleep 🥺🥺🥺🥺
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matchamiko · 23 days
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i was just thinking about how oblivious denji would be to someone crushing on him the other day… i never thought of him as the type to instantly know (mostly because he doesn’t know what it feels like) but once he does know? you’d think you’d never hear the end of it from him relentlessly flirting with and teasing you, but in reality he ends up just as flustered and shy as you are.
bless his poor heart when he tries asking you out, because no matter how much he tries to play it cool and be the casanova he thinks he was destined to be, his hands are shaking as he gives you flowers he probably stole money from aki’s wallet to buy LOL
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₊˚⊹ ᰔ Warnings: first kiss, AFAB reader (use of princess + girlfriend).
₊˚⊹ ᰔ note: m sorry if I did him bad, I haven’t seen much CSM but he’s silly to me and super cute
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You’re so right !!! I think he’s so used to seeing relationships in magazines and on tv, this fantastical romantic performance of falling in love and chasing and yearning; that he doesn’t see what’s exactly in front of him. And that’s on him being kinda dumb. Aki sees it instantly; the way you talk more animatedly, seeing them all more, always looking for Denji when you enter a room, searching for his praise and assurance and opinions, subtly fluttering your lashes and pressing yourself against him, asking if you looked pretty and getting a “yeah sure princess” in return.
God does it make your tummy tighten when he calls you that.
He’s so oblivious sometimes, but with very specific things. Denji knows when an advance is being made, he’s hot and cute and of course people have made passes at him so when you touch his thigh or measure your hand against his; he knows you’re sweet on him instantly. He’s all about touching you, getting touched in return so when it comes to the sweet talk and flirtations you shakily send to him; Denji balks and freezes up. He knows something’s up, that you’re trying something with him but he’s nervous and a little unsure with your compliments and adoring questions. He’ll answer you sure, asking for a twirl if you’re wearing something cute or agreeing that those two sweet old seagulls are the two of you but it’s with sweaty palms and a furrowed brow.
It takes a stern talking to from Aki and several yen bills shoved into his pockets to make him snap out of whatever funk he’s in, stringin’ you along like that without even askin’ you out.
Denji is so desperate for you, all lopsided smiles and shrugged shoulder but he’s also so goddamn sweaty. He wants to kiss the back of your hand like the good guys in movies do but he’s kinda sticky and he’s to embarrassed to rub his palms on his jeans - so you do it to him instead, bowing politely and kissing the back of his knuckles softly, lips pillowy and all he’s ever dreamed,
“Did Aki also tell you to ask me out? Cause that’s so cliche of him,” you giggle and sigh in some kind of defeat, looking down at your feet, “I didn’t think you’d catch on, thought I might’ve been too shy yknow? My sister always told me I had to be more confident if I wanted a boyfriend,”
Denji fizzes at the word. Boyfriend. His ears twitch and he puffs out a nervous laugh,
“S’cute that you’re shy,” he fishes something out of his pocket, a paper bag filled with three red bean taiyaki, kind of squashed but still warm from the street vendor, “I was kinda stupid about it to be honest, m’not used to the attention like that - the cute shy kind,”
You inch closer and cup his hands around the bag, visibly flustered but braving the intimacy. Your fingers brush his as you open the crinkled paper, pulling out the fish-shaped pastry and Denji swallows so thickly, he’s scared you heard,
“So?” You tear the fish in half and simmer at the steam hissing off the crimson filling. Denji blinks stupidly when you hand him the tail,
“Uhh, so what? Did you want the tail instead?”
Somewhere in a kitchen, Aki sneezes and curses his roommate.
“So d’you wanna be my boyfriend?” You nibble on the flaky pastry, humming at the sweet taste and Denji wishes he was the cause of your pretty noise. Your question sends him sagging with a weird kind of relief, glad you asked him instead of the other way around because he’s sure he would have probably either sounded too nonchalant or thrown up with anxiety over his wording of it,
“Only if you wanna be my girlfriend,” your cheeks heat up and Denji smiles brightly, shoulders hunching in an effort to get closer to you, biting into the cake with a noise of appreciation,
“I asked first you dummy, that’s not how you’re suppose to - you’re so silly sometimes Denji,”
He’s spooked. Eyes wide when you surge forwards, crushing the bag of snacks to his chest and leaning up into his personal space. Out of instinct, Denji leans away from you but you’re instant, eyes closed and lips parted.
You kiss him. Chaste and warm, nose bumping his and he nearly rips the bag he’s still holding, annoyingly. It takes him a second to respond, shocked at your boldness considering your previously shy nature but he responds either way. Denji cranes his neck down, forcing you backwards a little and you squeak at his reciprocation, mouth open and teeth nipping your lip. He can taste the taiyaki on your breath and you clutch at his wrists sandwiched between your chests with a sweet little sigh. The two of you part after a moment, his cheeks dark with flush and it feels like you’re shaking,
“You’re still silly,” you mumble and he lets out a heavy breath,
“M’your silly now,”
“That doesn’t even make sense oh my god,”
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ssahotchnerr · 1 month
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milflewis · 10 months
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swooninggggg 😊😵‍💫☺️
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necronatural · 3 months
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shamane the man that you are <- shit we have been saying repeatedly for the entire lead up to this patch
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subarashiihibi · 1 year
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MERRY CHRISTMAS!!!! i scanned some durarara art that i have either not seen on the internet or if i have it is at like 6 pixels. (looking at the izaya bubble + nabe art) i am not a good scanner and neither is my actual scanner so if it looks funny or you notice it’s fucked up somewhere no you dont. (looking really intensely at you) anyways enjoy !! ^_^
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morninkim · 3 months
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first of the ganbarenger civvies is done!
belle's a model so i went just a lil out of my comfort zone w her pose
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Wendells vacation hoedown outfit has me foaming at the mouth omfg
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seraphdreams · 4 months
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thinking about yuuta fucking in prone bone
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itsfairly · 7 months
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missing nanami so bad that i am watching his introduction in three different languages
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garoujo · 11 months
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I really can't get this out of my head now that I imagined. Look, what about Gojo, who thought he wouldn't have kids so because he didn't want his kid to carry the burden of being the strongest like him, so he always makes sure to use protection with you and you thought it was fine and you understand it but you caught yourself looking too much at kids at the park and families together so the next time you're going spicy with Satoru on the sofa, you beg him to not use protection and after arguing about it, he gaves in because you were begging so prettily for him, even with some tears in you eyes while you grind yourself in his boner. Everything feels right for you, but you see Satoru so hot and overwhelmed, cheecks red, body trembling, and whining, not even moaning at this point while you ride him. He feels so drunk with warm of your walls that he needs to change this because he needs more, so desperate, oh poor man, that he puts you on a matting press, grinding so desperately and pleading to just cum and begging you if he could cum inside, that you will be the best and prettiest mom ever, that he will protect his child, our child, from others
omigosh gojo & breeding akajaka ໒꒰ྀི ŏ̥̥̥̥ ‸ ŏ̥̥̥̥ ꒱ྀིა ु he does give me this vibe tbf HE DEF HAS A BREEDING KINK ! also the mating press would literally send me to heaven ! his muscles rippling bye i’d die <333
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exdeputysonso · 2 years
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Lalo Every Episode - 6.05 Black and Blue
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baby-prophet · 1 month
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oooooh my god the orthopedic doctor I just saw is soooooo dreamy lol like stereotypical doctor handsome
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