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215-luv · 2 years
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HQ BOYS ADORING YOU
KUROO: “who’s the best person in the world?” your boyfriend teases with a smirk on his face, his fingers playing with the ends of your hair as he stares at you adoringly—and it’s so obvious—the way he looks at you will never go unnoticed by anyone as he gazes at you as if you’re the only precious thing in the world. he tucks a strand behind your ear and his eyes seem to glimmer even more, “look at you, i can’t believe you’re actually mine.”
OIKAWA: “my sweetheart,” he coos, mumbling out his compliments to you against your neck that’s followed by soft pecks of lingering kisses, and he breathily chuckles everytime he does so, as if he’s been struck by cupid’s bow each second he’s in your presence. “my sweet angel.”
SAKUSA: “you know,” his words come out in a low murmur as one of his hands find place on the side of your head, letting his thumb gently rub itself against the softness of your skin. “you’re the best thing that has happened to me.” he admits, and a rare smile forms on his face as he lets his eyes find art upon your features.
AKAASHI: “i’ll tell you a secret.” he whispers on the side of your ear as you lay on him with your back pressed against his chest. you sense his lips nearing your ear, his warm breath sending shivers through your spine. “i think, i’m inlove with you. too inlove. but maybe not just too inlove, maybe i’m actually head over heels for you, knees weakened, heart beating rapidly, fingers itching to hold yours—or maybe it’s just that i love you too much that words couldn’t measure how much i love you to the bottom of my heart. and i think i could never stop myself from adoring you even more.” he whispers with a smile gracing upon his features, teasingly blowing on your ear with softness. “that’s my secret.”
ATSUMU: everytime he looks at you, he couldn’t stop the lovesick grin forming upon his face. you watch as he bites back the obvious smile, his upper teeth fighting its’ place as it digs itself on his bottom lip, and he could only apologize half heartedly as he buries his face onto the pillows while his hand remains on your cheek. his chuckles come out in a muffle and he feels his heart beating rapidly while you just lay there bewildered upon his questionable state. he takes a peek of you on one eye as half of his face remains buried against the pillow, and now, he couldn’t stop the grin on his face that has his teeth showing as he laughs, “god, sorry baby. you’re just so adorable it’s unbelievable. it’s actually unbelievable how someone like you is laying on my arms right now.”
BOKUTO: “you’re mine right?” he asks with a smile on his face as his arms tighten its’ hold around you. he’s being extremely giddy and clingy with you while he places playful pecks all over your face. “yes, you’re mine!” he unashamedly answers his own question in a cheer, nuzzling his cheek against yours as he pulls you against his body impossibly closer that leaves no gap between you two.
YAMAGUCHI: “you know, you make me feel scared sometimes,” he admits solemnly, his eyes drifting to look at anything but you as a sad smile appears upon his face. “i’m scared that you’ll leave me someday, in which everyday i pray that i’m good enough for you so you’ll only have to look at me and not anyone else.” he says, and after a moment, he finally has the courage to let his eyes drift to gaze upon you, eyeing you with so much affection yet sadness while his hold on your hand tightens even more as if he’s afraid to let you go. he leans closer to you and he gives you a soft peck on your forehead, letting his lips linger there for a while as his next words come out in a murmur, “that’s how much you mean to me honey.”
IWAIZUMI: he stares at your sleeping state in silence, finding comfort in the way you’re under his arms in the middle of the night as he couldn’t seem to have any plans of sleeping when you’re this beautiful under his gaze. a tiny smile graces upon his face while he intakes every feature of you. and soon enough, he couldn’t stop the chuckle escaping from his lips that leaves him to lean down to land a soft peck on the side of your head with a smile, “god, you’re the only person to make me feel this way. what the hell are you doing to me?”
USHIJIMA: couldn’t help but keep staring at you with eyes that speak more than words. his gaze never leaves you when you move at one place to another. and when you question him of his actions, he blinks at you for a moment, keeping silent. and then he finally, stoically reveals with a rare blush on his face, “i just think you’re very alluring that i couldn’t find myself to take my eyes off of you. i apologize, was i perhaps making you uncomfortable?”
KENMA: he comes to a point where he couldn’t hold himself back from being clingy for you. constantly, when he’s initiating physical contact with you he’ll tell out trivial statements such as “you’re so warm, i don’t mind using your lap as my own pillow” or “your hands. they’re nice. i should keep holding them so people can avoid touching it.” and whenever you try to contradict to his statements, he’ll only shoot back with a “but they’re mine. i thought you already knew i don’t like sharing what’s mine?”
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artcosmique · 6 months
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« Even when the shop is full there is always room for my friends. »
Here is an illustration of the two Apocalyptic Sonas of respectively
@somerandomdudelmao (Centipede creature OWO)
and also @tapakah0
(the raaaaaaaaabbit ;^;)
I LOVE THEM I ADMIRE THEM (sonas and artists hehe)
(and yes my own sona changes almost every post lol but at least this one is accurate to my profile photo ~^~)
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elodieunderglass · 5 months
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Your bloodthirsty house story is everything I have ever wanted in a short story... Ever. Every concept and trope a loveletter to my soul. Houses alive in more ways than one, you never see that often, so when you do it is always a treat. Thank you, thank you so much.
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(In reference to this post)
Well THAT is something that is unexpectedly derailing to hear. Thank you so much! I feel like someone has dropped one of those effervescent vitamin c tablets in my ear!!!
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ekale · 7 months
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Sometimes writing a slice of life is hard because there isn’t really stakes, occasionally I’m like “is this actually good or is it just nothing”
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strawberrycowgirly · 10 months
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i made my own lockwood and co incorrect quote/tweet/textposts! enjoy 🥳😄
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butterisanerd · 1 year
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im not sorry
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the-names-spoons · 1 year
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I love that Knockout likes human stuff. It’s literally the cutest thing about him. Like he goes to drive-in theaters and he uses phrases like “you bicker like an old married couple” and he drag races and he describes himself as an “automobile enthusiast” and he uses random French phrases like “tout suite”. Like it’s so charming and it’s such a great little facet of his character— he sees value in the new places and entertains the ideas of new people and species. I’m not doing a good job of putting it into words but I really love how it sorta speaks to him as a character overall— like he’s open minded and creative and he genuinely appreciates novelties. He’s always taken at face value by other Decepticons as “flamboyant” and “shallow” but I think his true quality is that he bothers to appreciate the little things. I’m not surprised he was the only Decepticon in TFP to have been confirmed to have a Conjunx, since he really is profoundly romantic— and he sees more to life than the “bigger picture” that you would imagine he would be forced to see from having such a long lifespan.
Sorry that probably makes no sense but I love Knockout <3
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doodle-poofes · 1 year
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More stuff for the Aladdin AU! Mostly just ideas for outfits. Max feels very out of place in the palace. Yakko, Wakko, and Dot have plans to live in a castle one day because of an old legend :3c
Also not sure if it’s been done before for this kind of au, but I added to the first wish and had Yakko wish for Genie to make him a Disney Prince(TM). So he gets a Disney Toon form! Neither Max, Wakko, or Dot recognize him in that form (at first), so shenanigans ensue
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milfzatannaz · 8 months
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I heard you like magic, I got a wand and a rabbit!
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have been on a splatoon brainrot lately so here are some soft pearlinas <3
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jooheons · 1 year
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you're my tear, @jsuga ♡
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comicalrs · 6 months
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Ooohh gays
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moonlightequin1 · 1 year
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If Deuce had a ponytail…♠️ ✨
(ft. Ace, Yuu/Prefect, Grim)
⚠️ Random Yuu/Prefect with no face, (if you look hard enough, there's Deuyuu implications)
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tontalunar · 8 months
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skid gets a stepdad
Fuck skids dad, what a loser. Cultist nerd fat L
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peterparkeeperer · 1 year
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Moth To Flame (Tom Riddle/GN!Reader)
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You lean back from his face. Taking away what Tom riddle was planning on taking.
You played a dangerous game, playing with a dangerous man. Tom was, at the core, dominant. He took what he wanted, he relished in power, be that in reputation or magical.
But you liked that about him. Because you were, at the core, a snake as well. This game you two played was not unlike two snakes trying to bite the tail off the other.
You find it addicting, to walk on the unsteady line. He wanted you. That was always your advantage. He craved you, obsessively. Where you went his eyes followed. At this point feeling his magical presence shifting over your own in waves was habit. Like a coat you never took off.
That’s why he let you play. If he didn’t want to play, he would’ve ended it quicker than with a snap of his fingers. But, as mentioned, Tom riddle was obsessed with you. And attention, even if it meant he had to play into your desires, was still attention.
“Say please,”
You taunt, a hand coming up to stroke through his brown hair. It’s soft, and you pet it into its slicked down look the best you can. He considers you, when you say this. But he does.
“Please, may I kiss you?”
He sees the way your eyes flutter and breath stutters. He, despite lowering himself to these degrading words, sees how despite this, he’s still in control. You falter so easily at his begs.
“Of course, my sweet.”
You say. And you meet him in the middle. At first, he naturally does it hastily to assert himself, but you grip at his waist through his robes and he softens, just for you.
“I’ll give you a reward, for being so good.”
He smiles indulgently, “Is that so? Have I been good?”
But you don’t answer with jest, a heavy look in your eye, not only with lust but something extraordinary truthful.
“Yes, you’re the best. So pretty. I…”
His breath stutters as your hand closes in to grope him through his robes.
“Yes?”
You whisper into his ears as you palm him, a rambling of your feelings unable to stop itself, “You’re magnificent, enchanting. If there is a god somewhere I think often that you were made with absolute care. You’re powerful, Tom. Despite me liking you on your knees.”
Tom stares at you with dark tantalising eyes. You want him more than anything.
“C’mere,” You murmur, and he climbs himself into your lap. Your hands feel up his thighs through his robes. You touch him with reverence. His back arches, just slightly, and your hand dips onto his back to feel the motion.
“What’s my reward?”
You don’t answer just yet, instead you kiss him, slowly and languidly. That’s a word you’d use for him, languid. Like a snake coiling around its food without any hurry, it’s assured in its power.
You suppose that would make you the mouse. The dynamic is entirely unique to the both of you.
You, endlessly attracted to submission and pretty please’s, and Tom, a powerful snake, playing along. You lean back from the kiss, and slowly tries to creep your hand through the opening of his robe to his dress pants.
“I’ll give you what you want.”
Tom smiles, smirks, more like, “there’s about a thousand things I want.”
You nod, and come closer again, like moth to flame. Your lips are not even an inch away from his as you respond.
“And I will give them all to you.”
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karonkar · 9 months
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ITS THE RAPHHHH, PAPA DINOSAUR!!!
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