okay!

i was a fun boi

*metamorphosize*

now im a fungi

*funky moldy music* 🍄

roommates to lovers in which nagi doesn’t want to move in with any of his friends bc he doesn’t trust them one bit to not accidentally kill his beloved choki, so he posts a very lazy “looking for a roommate. qualifications: can take care of plants & will mostly leave me alone” on this house hunting social forum on a whim. (to his surprise lol) the post doesn’t get a lot of traction, most people thinking it a prank bc nagi didn’t even set a normal pfp, but you think it’s pretty funny when you come across it, so to feed the joke you snap a pic of your plants – green and thriving in your windowsill – and reply to him with a “can the fam come along?”

you get a dm in 5 minutes tops and the stranger’s like the room is yours and you’re like?? my brother in christ i don’t even know who you are or if you even have an apartment, which you tell him as such, more or less exactly like that, and suddenly you’re sent 20+ pictures, most of them of the (very nice, spacious looking) apartment, but your dumb, frozen finger can’t even swipe away from the first photo, bc it’s of him, of strange house hunting green thumb dude, who clearly just took a quick selfie of himself, white haired tussled from the hoodie over his head, big, teddybear eyes lit up from his phone screen and god fucking damnit he’s real and he’s fucking hot.

you move in two weeks later with your plant family (and then pine over each other for MONTHS before he dicks you down so good emmie i am in shambles)

why’d my stomach flip at the description of him. why does my body betray me like this. RIVER! RIVERRRRR!!!! FUCK! i want him so bad, the first time he opens the door to you + he’s a MESS! he’s like oh shit, pretty and knows he’s fucked. but i’m about to switch this around real quick, perv roommate nagi. who always somehow ends up accidentally sneaking back to his room with a pair of your panties after he offered to do your laundry. who makes sure his bed meets the other side of the wall yours does so he can hear your sweet little moans every night, stroking his cock to the sound of your vibrator — he didn’t tell you the walls were so thin. who always seems to coincidentally be out of his room, roaming the halls as soon as you’re finished your shower — tiny towel wrapped around your figure as he tries not to let his sleepy, lidded gaze drop to the swell of your tits and the way the water trails down your thighs wishing he could follow the trails with his tongue.

ajdhrekfnekd hoodies pt. II is coming?? huh???

could i ... could i have a peek? 👉🏻👈🏻

it’s coming along sloooooowly, but yeah. lemme give you a peek 👀

if you haven’t read hoodies yet (highly recommend it tbh), you can find it here.

SUGGESTIVE/SMUTTY CONTENT BELOW CUT - MINORS DNI

You whined, head moving to his neck to hide yourself more. “Don’t make fun of me.”

He couldn’t help but laugh more, arms wrapping around you to keep you close to him. Chan stroked your spine as he reassured you. “I’m not making fun of you, bunny. You’re just so cute.”

At the sound of your pet name, your head perked up. He saw it when you looked at him, the new fire in your eyes at that nickname. Was it still sweet? Still endearing? Absolutely. But it would be hard to deny the fire it now lit inside you to hear it.

“Like when you call me that.” You traced his collarbones now, fingertips making him shiver. “Always have, but now-“

Chan placed two fingers under your chin, tipping it up to look him in the eyes. He wanted you to look at him when you speak to him. “But it makes you feel different now, right? You like it more now…” he began to trail his other hand down your side, moving to the front of your belly and pausing there “…now that you know how good daddy can make you feel.”

Your lip trembled as you tried to hold back a moan, his words making you melt already.

“Oh, none of that.” Chan tutted as his palm on your belly pushed down, slipping inside the boxers you were borrowing. “Don’t get shy on me now, bunny. I need to hear every sound you make.”

Guy

GUY :DDD

hoodie 🧥 hoodie 👕negan⚡ shim ✨ toga 💫 ji ⭐ boogie💃boogie💥iepon 🔥kogo 💃dance 🎵groovy 🎶 groovy

mojareul sseugo naneun ije block the world oh shoot nari ssalssalhane machim deopeo hood~~

sometimes i dont even come to talk at you just to see ur pinned post bc its makes my heart feel fluttery, dont look too much into that or ill start crying again - 🐝

that's so cute 😭😭😭 one day im gna change it and the ppl r gna riot...

I like the little design of the QSMP hoodie, but it's not a zip-up so I was thinking about whether it would be worth it to turn it into a zip-up hoodie myself (it's not that hard)–

And then I remembered frickin Richarlyson is smack dab in the middle of the hoodie and I can't customize it without cutting my favorite little guy in half.

what song(s) have been on your mind :D!

🕺

heheheheh your in for a ride my friend

-The Perfect Pair (the new spotify single by lovejoy)

-Fallen Down (the undertal soundtrack)

-Able Sisters (Animal Crossing New Leaf Soundtrack)

-Mr.Redundant (Rainbow Kitten Surprise[RKS])

-basically my "you wanna be a vlogger, eh?" playlist...lol

*DING*

the crims hath cooked!! ♨️♨️♨️

(ive finally checked my inbox after a million years 😔)

they have been microwaved for time and have unlocked radioactivity ☢️ they glow in the dark now >:)! *cracks one of them like those bracelets that glows in the dark when you crack them*

Wanna be moots :D

omg yes ofc :D !!

they both listen to Metallica AND britney spears TOGETHER

My manager won’t let me wear a hoodie while working and it’s COLD, now I can’t feel nose 😭😭 swear this is abuse of power somewhere

on the one hand, my desperation to vanish safely behind a large hoodie and jeans out in public the whole day today is overwhelming, but on the other hand, it is literally august and one of the hottest days yet and I WILL get sick if I wear anything more than a light shirt and shorts inside OR outside

What if I requested u to doodle sun and moon? What then?

Well my dear moot, I’d say you get something like this!

HELP HELP HELP I SAW THAT POST ABT GIVING NAGI HEAD WHILE HE PLAYS GAMES. N IT MADE ME THINK ABT THIS OKOK: nagi on a call w his friends while you ride him in his lap, hes fighting so hard not to slam his controller down and grab your hips to fuck up into you. but he chokes it down, jaw clenching and his words are filled with stifled moans as he tries to keep it subtle in the mic. but the instant the word “victory!” pops up on his screen, hes throwing his headset off and kissing you so desperately as he fucks up into you like hes been wanting to do for so long :(

FUCK THE AMOUNT OF TIMES IVE HAD 2 TAKE MY HOODIE OFF CAUSE IM BURNING UP OVER THIS MAN !!! the way he’d press you right up against the nearest surface . doesn’t even think about turning off the headset n he’s so SHAMELESS 4 once groaning so loud about how good you feel around him . how you must’ve been the reason they won need 2 do it all the time so he can put up his online rank ajhajakaka <3333

I have one thing left from my ex. A few months ago, I took all her gifts, all her love letters, all her jewelry, and I threw it in the garbage,  I’m never getting those things back, and that’s okay, because I don’t want them.  We broke up over a year ago, I don’t need those things.  And now there’s nothing left. Except for this stuffed bunny. She gave it to me on our second date.  She met me at the train with flowers, and I remember thinking about how nobody had ever bought me flowers before.  We had a picnic in the park, played cards, hung out with her best friends, and she gave me the bunny. It’s been two years since that date.  I don’t love her.  I don’t miss her.  But I don’t know what to do about this stupid fucking bunny. I could throw it out.  I could give it away.  But it’s my last connection to the first person I ever fell in love with.   There were so many red flags, but tonight I’m just thinking about the green ones.  The time she stayed up all night sitting on her bathroom floor while I hugged the toilet seat trying not to puke, telling me funny stories to distract me. The night she wrapped me in a blanket, sat me on her lap, and pointed out constellations I had never even heard of.  I had no idea she was breaking up with me just a few weeks later. The time she told me she loved me.  How wide her eyes were, how scared she looked, how I screamed and threw down my bag and kissed her, and she thought she did something wrong until I sat her down and smiled at her.   How I told her I loved her a few days later outside of a truly disgusting subway station. She loved pokemon, and hair dye, and piercings, and for one summer we had a whole apartment to ourselves in Florida for a week, and it was like a dream. It’s been over a year since I last saw her.  She’s had a girlfriend since then.  She’s changed her hair.  I hear she moved apartments and got a new job. I shaved my head.  I’ve gained 30 pounds.  I’ve got a new job too.  I’ve been on dozens and dozens of dates.   We are not the same people we used to be. But I still have this bunny.  This stupid fucking bunny that sits in the corner on the floor of my room that I can’t bear to throw out because I have nothing left of her.  And all I feel when I look at it is anger.  But there’s a part of me, a small part of me, that remembers what falling in love for the first time was like. And even though she forced me out of love, even though it’s been over and will be over forever, even though I’m grateful I’ll never see her again, even though we are completely different people from two years ago, from the day she gave me the toy, I can’t ever forget what it felt like to feel as loved as I did when she gave it to me. And I don’t know if I’ll ever feel that way again. So for now, the stupid fucking bunny sits on the floor collecting dust.  I’ll probably throw it out soon.  I might rip it to pieces for the catharsis.  But until that day, it’s going to sit there, and it’s going to watch me become a person she would never recognize. And that’s going to have to be okay.