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chromeworks · 2 years
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sundance
geto might be my fav jjk character?? apart from panda ofc, but his character design was done so well! i wanna do more pieces of geto in environments and some to do with his cursed techniques some time i vividly remember from some trips to europe back when i was a super kiddie kid, visiting old churches and cathedrals and the first thing that would capture my eye were the wide stained glass panels! I think the concept of foil glasswork and how it comes out in this beautiful pattern is amazing and even more interesting, is it’s history! Enamelled glass in tandem with illuminated manuscripts used to contribute largely to art in medieval times
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yuwuta · 4 months
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EAT MY WORDS, AND THEN SWALLOW YOUR PRIDE DOWN — OKKOTSU, INUMAKI
cw: choking, spit (mentioned), threesome, established relationship
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Yuuta doesn’t like to share. He’s usually all or nothing, but there’s something about you and Toge that makes you both the exception to his rule. 
Maybe it’s knowing that somehow he’s found a way to have his cake and eat it, too. That he can have both of you, that you’re both his and nobody else’s, and it grants him the privilege of knowing nobody else can take either one of you away from him. 
Except for each other, but Yuuta doesn’t quite mind that. He likes watching you two have each other, likes watching Inumaki tease you while you’re kissing, because he’s messy, flashes of your tongue while he sucks on it, whiny, desperate grinding of your hips against each other that are a clear ploy to hear you whine and plead, and it works every single time. Yuuta laughs a little from where he stands in the doorway to the bathroom, ruffling a towel through his damp hair and admiring how desperate you look when Toge’s hand creeps up your neck to keep you still, the perimeter of your lips slick with spit and you gasping for air and more and more and more and—“Toge, please.” 
But Toge likes to tease, and he knows that Yuuta likes to watch, and that you can take it, so he squeezes another moan out of you before kissing your nose, then your cheeks, then your neck, all open mouth and teeth and tongue. He groans between kisses, feeds off of your whining and flimsy attempts to grab at his shirt, and bites your lip a little too hard to use the distraction to push you back against the mattress. 
Yuuta finds himself blushing when Toge is on top of you, grinding his hips down to watch your squirm, steadying your writhing with a tight grip on your jaw. He can tell it hurts a little, but you can take more—he’s seen you take more, he’s seen Toge give you more, so when he uses his other hand to press his thumb against your tongue and flatten it down, Yuuta gasps along with you. 
Toge is the one who giggles now—and audible laugh that ghosts across your tongue before he licks against yours. It’s followed by a searing kiss, moving his thumb from your mouth to your cheek in loving contrast to his biting kisses. He releases his hold on your neck for just a second, just enough to let you gasp deeply for air, before it’s back, before you’re gasping again and with strained moans, and desperate, desperate hands pawing at Toge. 
“This is certainly fun to watch,” Yuuta slings the hand towel around his neck, rounding the bed as Toge sucks at your skin and gropes your tits, and your eyes screw shut at his mercy. Toge smiles against your collar when Yuuta sits on the edge of the bed next to him, pulls back and swipes his thumb across your swollen lips with wicked intent. “But now you’re just being mean.”
Inumaki merely shrugs, sitting up over your hips and turning to Yuuta, whose eyes flicker between Toge’s and yours, then to your lips, and his hand on your neck, and back to your face. He’d only caught the last few minutes of Toge’s torture, but from the state of your heaving chest, and the amount of bruises on your neck, and size of your pupils, he’d imagined that Toge had been toying with you from the moment he’d stepped into the shower. 
Yuuta grins at the thought. You let Toge get away with too much. You must like seeing him get drunk on you, too; Yuuta can’t fault you for that. 
“Hi, angel,” Yuuta reaches a hand out to cradle your face, a gentle hold that you easily lean into, “Toge being mean to you?” 
Your eyes go wide, fluttering between both boys hovering over you. There’s no right answer, but there might be a wrong one. When your eyes land on Toge again, he’s got his head cocked to the side, a single eyebrow raised, and then quietly, without room for argument he commands, “Answer him.” 
“No—no,” you gasp, immediately turning to look back at Yuuta, who smiles down at you, “I just... want more.” 
Yuuta’s thumb strokes across your cheek, then your bottom lip, until he can slide it into your mouth. He’s been told that his eyes can be intense, and it used to make him insecure, but there’s newfound confidence in the way it makes you and Toge pliant under his gaze. 
“You’ve got her wrapped around your finger, don’t you?” Yuuta muses when you suck on his finger, turning his head, brushing his nose against Toge before leaning into a kiss, “Poor thing.” 
They make a show of kissing each other just to tease you. Toge angles himself towards Yuuta, but makes sure to buck his hips against you to have you straining underneath him, too. The more they lick into each other’s mouths, the heavier Yuuta’s thumb presses against your tongue and you’re left gagging when Toge’s hand leaves your neck to cup Yuuta’s jaw and sucks on his tongue. 
Spit drips down their chins, filthy and wet and too much and not enough. You bend your arms to lean up against your elbows, moaning frustratedly, Yuuta’s fingers messily trailing with you. He can tell that you want to touch them, kiss them, be between them. But Toge is quick to drop a hand from his face, doesn’t even have to look your way to wrap it around your neck with practiced ease and force your back to be flush with the mattress again. 
Yuuta groans, slowly pulling away from Toge when you whine for him. And Yuuta is weak to you, so when he sees your debauched face, he can only coo, lean down and give you a careful, chaste kiss, smearing the spit across your lips when he pulls away. 
“Sorry, angel,” he apologizes, giving you another quick kiss, “Come here.” 
He helps you to sit up, back against the headboard, and Toge kneeling in front of you. Yuuta cards a hand through his hair, pulling him closer to you, not without warning, “Be nice,” before pushing him to kiss you. 
“That’s it,” Yuuta muses, sighing when you both fall into each other’s hold again, “Be good to each other.” 
It’s only Yuuta that gets to see you two like this, only him that gets to share these moments. He’ll let you belong to each other, just as long ass you know you’re his, too.
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katsukes · 2 years
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10K FOLLOWERS REQUESTS » INUMAKI TOGE    ↳ requested by @myownangel 。:+*
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shiruba-tsuki · 2 years
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Inumaki Toge ✧ Jujutsu Kaisen 0
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getoed5725 · 9 days
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"Have you seen them?" "Yeah, above. 3rd floor." "Very good. Now, are you willing to turn into a beast for me, Satoru?"
五夏 Sentinel/Guide au: Sentinel Gojo x Guide Geto. Strongest Sentinel & Strongest Guide formed pair.
Context for the art:
- on an undercover mission in a hotel
- they're fully bonded at this point
- the ages can stay like in the fic (below) or not. but i think Gojo will be excited to see his lieutenant/boss/lover/bonded guide looking young again with the hairstyle :>
inspiration: this Chinese Sentinel/Guide Goge fic and the official art for hotel collab:
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mitsuyaya · 1 year
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[ one, two, three ] inumaki toge
♡ contains: fluff, unedited
♡ end note: not the best ik, just want to get it out of my system. loving toge hours bcos I don't see enough fics about my bby boy 💚
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inumaki has a creative way of saying ‘I love you.’
unlike normal couples seen on films, social medias and by the sidewalk, inumaki doesn't have the ability to verbally express you his feelings — well he could, but there's a risk that he might curse you and he wouldn't want that to happen.
so you both settle on just seeing his lengthy message on how much he loves staring into your eyes or your smile that made him want to be the ruler of the universe so he could hand it to you.
or his spotify playlist specially made for you, about the things you did to make him want to keep waking up everyday.
but out of all his unique confessions, there's one that stood out among others.
how inumaki blinks thrice slowly when he says I love you.
he showed you an article once, about how a cat owner says I love you to their cats by blinking slowly. you really thought the reason why he showed it to you was because it's cute.
but when he proposed to you one night, as he gently lifts your hand to kiss the engagement ring on your finger — he looks at you with tears on the corners of his eyes and...
blink once... twice... thrice
that was when you knew he was telling you ‘I love you’ in his own way.
in his own adorable and unique inumaki toge way.
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m3hgumi · 9 months
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— jjk characters and their college majors
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a/n: this is highly unedited! literally just a bunch of brain dump (i will MAYBE write a more fleshed out version of their college lives in the future). for now, this is just for shits and giggles
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itadori yuji
mmm i’m thinking kinesiology on the pre physical therapy track
or he’s a student athlete majoring in sports management or business
fushiguro megumi
a struggling pre-vet biochem major. that’s it that’s the fucking tweet.
nobara kugisaki
FASHION SCHOOL BAYBEE !!!
that or marketing
ok but fashion designer nobara … i live for it
zenin maki
this could take so many different directions tbh
engineering bc we love women in stem 💯 but also pre law
OK WHY NOT BOTH
civil/mech engineering on the pre law track. boom.
yuta okkotsu
elementary education! he just has the vibes 😭
inumaki toge
hmmm digital arts or cs bc zero human interaction (this is a lie) and he also canonically hates showering! (anyone remember that one juju sanpo ep)
gojo satoru
ASTROPHYSICS or math education
geto suguru
our little philosophy + literature double major on the pre law track (save him)
nanami kento
finance snake ?!?!? tbh probably accounting tho (the least frat boy snake vibes type of major ever)
panda (really now?)
zoology. (i wonder why 🤭)
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rubydragon16 · 2 years
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ɪɴᴜᴍᴀᴋɪ ᴛᴏɢᴇ ★ 狗巻 棘 ✾ (ᴏᴄᴛᴏʙᴇʀ 23) ღ
                **✿❀ ʜᴀᴘᴘʏ ʙɪʀᴛʜᴅᴀʏ ɪɴᴜᴍᴀᴋɪ❢ ❀✿**
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onlylowercase · 3 months
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Hate to break it to you....
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toges-wife · 1 year
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【Perfect date】
There's so many things you like about toge, his kindness and sweet personality, and his beautiful smile, the way he just treats is just... Amazing. He's funny and cute, and you enjoy being around him. What else?... His laugh, it's very contagious!
Man he's just so... Perfect, so charming 😩❤️.!Honestly you can't name a thing you don't like about him!
So you finally picked your courage to ask him about his perfect date idea and decided to end up asking him out on such a date.
Toge honestly didn't hesitate and replied that a perfect date is one that still leaves a lasting memory. And he also gave an example like having a nice dinner while enjoying a relaxing atmosphere, with nice music, talking about life and so on.. Toge also mentioned that maybe taking a nice walk around the beach and have a calm evening watching the sunset, it's quite a gorgeous sight! It's really calming and just... Perfect!
After not too long after that you surprised toge with such date, everything was just as he described it. It was awkward at first but then he started trying to talk to you and eventually the awkwardness broke.
It was a good day for him. He just felt like his day couldn't get better! But later on when you were walking around the beach at the sunset you got your full courage and held toge's hand. Then you finally asked Toge to be your boyfriend.
He just nodded in agreement hugging you tightly. Honestly he's just adorable <3
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yuwuta · 5 months
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mine. — inumaki toge
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❝i just wanna say you’re mine, you’re mine; fuck what you heard, you’re mine, you’re mine.
000. inumaki toge + reader
001. fluff, non-curse/college au, slightly suggestive but barely, inumaki uses sign language and speaks like two actual verbal words
002. baby sized drabble, barely even 1k words
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Toge would consider himself patient. He doesn’t mind waiting in long lines for the release of a new game, has no problem when the trains are delayed because it means he can sit and relax in the station a little longer, can sit for hours on end doing nothing and not be bored—but his tolerance for watching other people mess with his girlfriend is extremely low.
He reasons that you continue the conversation because you think it’s merely friend and polite to do so, and you’ve always been such a pleasantly happy drunk. But Toge knows this conversation isn’t friendly on the other end—and it’s not some protective boyfriend instinct, either, he has solid evidence of this idiot talking about you to his other idiot friend in front of Toge during lecture, with no knowledge that he was behind them, or that you are very not single.
(“She’s gorgeous, bro, look,” the kid muses, showing his friend your Instagram profile, “She’s in my bioethics class, and she’s easily the hottest girl. Smart, too. Little bit of a teacher’s pet, but I don’t care, she’s beautiful. A solid eight, for sure.”)
Toge knows that if this guy ever got his head out of his ass and ever bucked up the balls to actually ask you out instead of using roundabout flirting tactics and hopelessly pining over you during lectures, that you’d turn him down. He isn’t worried about losing you, and he doesn’t doubt your love for him. It does, however, concern him that there are people who believe they have a shot with you in the first place. He can’t possibly let that carry on. 
(Also, an eight? How could this guy call you beautiful, but say you’re an eight? It doesn’t equate—Toge doesn’t believe in rating women, but you’re not an eight. You’re a fifteen on a scale of one to ten; a shining star amongst a sea of planets; the love of his life). 
His fuse is about to blow when the guy touches you, reaches for your hair and carefully twirls a bit between his fingers. He knows that move; he knows the excuse was probably that there was something stuck to your hair, but Toge didn’t see shit. He’s had enough, and promptly bulldozes through Maki’s small apartment to reach you. He’s not sure if he’s making a ruckus, or if you can sense him coming, but you turn your head in his direction, a smile spreading on your face before cheering, “Hey, Toge! Do you—”
You’re cut off by a tug on your shirt, firm and impatient—but you’re not moving yet, not quick enough, so he does it again. Your eyes seem to light up with realization. You turn back to acknowledge the boy, and that’s really when Toge really loses it. All he hears is the stupid, desperate pitch of the kid’s voice sputtering out something about finding you later and grabbing drinks for you both, even as Toge’s dragging you through the crowd.
You let yourself be pulled by Toge’s greedy hand. It’s not all that far, just into a corner of the hallway, next to a closet where Maki keeps her cleaning and kickboxing supplies. He’s tempted to pull you into her bedroom, but he’s not up for being bruised for a week. 
“You okay?” you question, voice sweet and genuine—and it makes him grimace, because you really didn’t have a clue. Not one at all. 
Toge huffs, drops your hand to sign; using his left hand to circle around his face slowly, tapping at his chin. You understand, but only partially, given the slight tilt of your head and question that follows, “Beautiful? That’s why you’re upset?” 
He blinks slowly, shaking his head and flailing his arms in the direction of the living room. You follow his hands, down the hall then back to his face, but he can tell you still don’t get it. He tries again, pointing to you, then repeating his previous sign and adding another, and he can see the realization spread across your face, followed shortly by a bashful chuckle. 
“Too pretty? Me?” you ask to confirm. Toge nods his head, all serious and steely eyes, but you throw yours back with a hearty laugh this time. He crinkles his eyebrows, repeating his initial signs this time. Hdoesn’t know what’s so funny, if you’re laughing because you’re flattered or you find him ridiculous or something in between, but Toge means it either way; wants to ingrain it into you, just how beautiful you are.
So, he raises his hands again, when your eyes have met him again, and goes slower this time—pulls his mask down for good measure, so you can read his expression more clearly—to sign one simple word: “Mine.”
You tilt your head to the side again, and now Toge is the one laughing. He thinks you might be a little more drunk than you’ve let on, or maybe you just want him to indulge you. Either way, he has no problem repeating himself, doesn’t mind telling you again and again and again. 
He takes a step forward, leaving mere inches between you. You seem much smaller than him like this, still giggling, but he doesn’t mind. Toge reaches for your rest again, turning your palm upward and using a single finger to trace the letters of the word “mine,” onto your skin.
Your laughter comes to a halt when you verbalize his words, “Mine?” Toge nods, turning your wrist again to lace your hands together, pushes yours against the wall, uses his free one to cradle your cheek. He adores the way your pupils get bigger, the way your lips part slightly in anticipation. It’s his turn to smile, pulling you towards him for a kiss and ghosting his words over your lips, “You’re mine.”
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luvulyy · 2 years
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𝐇𝐔𝐆 𝐈𝐓 𝐁𝐄𝐓𝐓𝐄𝐑. ✷
𝖨𝖭𝖴𝖬𝖠𝖪𝖨 𝖳𝖮𝖦𝖤 𝖷 𝖦𝖤𝖭𝖣𝖤𝖱 𝖭𝖤𝖴𝖳𝖱𝖠𝖫 𝖱𝖤𝖠𝖣𝖤𝖱
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𝗪𝗔𝗥𝗡𝗜𝗡𝗚𝗦: 𝐍𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐄 𝐌𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍 𝗣𝗔𝗥𝗧 𝗧𝗪𝗢 𝗪𝗜𝗟𝗟 𝗕𝗘 𝗛𝗘𝗥𝗘 𝗢𝗡𝗖𝗘 𝗖𝗢𝗠𝗣𝗟𝗘𝗧𝗘
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You woke up in a cold sweat, mind hazy and drenched in adrenaline. You gulped the cool night air down greedily. Heart thumping, you stayed where you sat, bolt up in your bed. Any attempts to calm down were futile, still reeling from the nightmare.
The contents of the dream weren't important, the details of it already beginning to fade away. No, it was the feelings it left in you. The absolute fear and hopelessness, desperate to save whoever had been lost. Terrified of being left alone.
You dismissed it as left over stress from the other first being away on a mission but that did nothing to soothe your nerves. That meant you couldn't slip into any of their rooms, like you normally did on nights like this. You hadn't thought you could feel any worse, and now you did, shivering alone.
Before you could catch your bearings you were on your feet, slipping quietly out into the hallway. You froze as you made contact with the cold hardwood floor. Everyone else was bound to be asleep by now, where were you even planning on going?
The tremors raking through your body were only worsening, the long shadows and eerily silent hallway fanning the fear. Then, you saw it. Further down the hall, someone's light was one. Feet moving before your mind, you were in front of the door before you even knew it. You raised a shaky fist to knock and hesitated.
But before you could, the door opened.
There stood one of the 2nd years, watching you with worry. Inumaki Toge, with his soft white hair spiking in various directions, clearly been to bed.
Unironically, you'd never spoken with the man, definitely the person you knew the least out of your upperclassman. However, depsite his quiet and calm disposition he seemed to radiate a caring energy. There'd been times you'd glimpsed a more playful side when hanging out with the others and he'd grown to have a soft spot in your heart.
He spoke gently, instantly soothing. There was a slight rasp from sleep, making your stomach flip. 'Mustard leaf?' Are you okay?
You hadn't realised you hadn't said anything. 'Sorry I...' Nor had you planned what to say.
He silently raised an eyebrow, encouraging you to go on.
You nervously cleared your throat, still uneasy. 'It's nothing really. Had a nightmare and was trying to clear my head and saw you had your light on, I don't even know why i was going to knock-'
You turned away to leave when he grabbed your wrist. Unknow to you, the jitters raking through you could be felt through the grip. His hand tightened, no way he was leaving you alone now.
His expression furrowed, trying to convey how he felt.
'Sujiko.' Look here.
'No, I couldn't.' The embarrassment of being seen by your upperclassman like this had hit and you flushed deeply along your neck. Not only that, but your favourite one too. You fell into a deep bow. 'I-I apologise for waking you, sleep well Inumaki-senpei.'
You looked up only to meet his beautiful violet. eyes, shining with concern. He shook his head furiously, your heart summersalting at the cuteness.
He gestured over his shoulder, towards his room. 'Tuna Mayo.' Talk.
You had no choice but to follow the pull on your arm.
His room was pristine yet interesting, little trinkets here and there representing his personality. A poster of a manga you liked, a key chain you'd gifted him on his birthday, an adorable onigiri plushie. Each detail had you falling more and more for him.
Inumaki sat down on his bed, back gravitating against the wall. He patted next to him, inviting you to sit. Swallowing your nerves you mimicked his position, crossing your legs.
Out of nowhere he pulled his phone out. Inumaki opened his notes app and typed away. With a self assuring nod, he held the screen up high for you to read.
Why are you upset?
'I told you, its nothing!' You tried to deflect. One look at his deadpan face and it was clear he didn't buy it. Not for a second. 'It's embarrassing. I had one of my usual nightmares and was scared to go to sleep. I can't even fix it like I usually do. I'm really sorry to have disturbed you, I dunno what I was thinking. Now, I realise we're not on that level but you're the only one here so I-'
Suddenly you were interrupted by the bright phone shoved in your face. The rambling died in your throat.
What usually helps?
If you'd been embarrassed before, it was nothing compared to how you blushed in response. You replied quietly, afraid to reveal it out loud. 'Normally I... cuddle with one of the others. But they're all away, which I'm pretty sure is making the dreams worse, but fuck I feel so lost.'
Inumaki muttered back what must've been curse from tone, agreeing with your pain.
Wordlessly, he pulled you into his side. He gently pressed your head to rest on his shoulder, wrapping an arm around your back. You instantly melted into him.
You gradually began to whisper about the dream, attempting to get it off your chest. You detailed the feelings it had left you to wake up with, the remorse and guilt of those around you dying weighing heavy. Inumaki soothingly placed a hand on your head, rubbing up and down in an attempt to comfort you, occasionally playing with the strands.
He listened intently as you poured your heart out, murming a 'salmon' in all the right places. By the time you were finished you were thoroughly exhausted, but already feeling at ease again. You cleared your throat, not wanting to spook away his gentle hand on your head.
'Thank you Inumaki-senpai, I don't know what I'd have done without you.'
He picked up his phone with his free hand, holding it in front of your lap as he typed.
Why so formal?
'Ah, I didn't even realise.' You flushed. The habit of calling the other upperclassman by their last names had long worn off, as you naturally became friends. But with Inumaki, you still couldn't bring yourself to change.
You don't for the others :(
You giggled, the tiny sad face pulling at your heartstrings. He was clearly messing with you but you felt you owed an explanation.
'I hope I didn't make you uncomfortable or anything Senpei. It's just... I respect you so much, you know? You're so cool and nice and intimadating, always so put together and fun to be around without even needing words. I dunno I guess, it wouldn't be right when I look up to you so much. Inumaki...' Blush dusted your cheeks as you held back the honorific, not to mention the confession of sorts.
He shook his head.
'Huh?'
Not Inumaki.
'Oh. Uh... wow, you sure?'
He nodded much too quickly.
'Toge-senpei.' You tasted how it felt in your mouth. He watched you expectantly, waiting.
'Toge-kun.' Not quite right.
'Toge.' Ah. In the blink of an eye, Inumaki had pulled his scarf up to try hide as much of his face as possible. Steam was practically coming of his ears, pinker than you'd ever seen. You positively melted at the sight.
'Thank you for your time then, Toge.' The clock caught your attention in the corner of your eye. "Speaking of the time, I should really leave you to rest. Thanks again Senpei, I owe you one.'
You continued with a soft smile. 'I feel so much better already. Dunno how I'll ever repay you Toge.'
It took everything in you to reluctantly pull away. You'd stood to leave when you heard him tut from where he sat on the bed.
'Sujiko.' Look here.
He was tapping the top of his cheek, the sliver exposed above his scarf. His eyes were watching you expectantly.
You coloured every possible shade of red.
'Eh??'
He tapped again, heavier now, with a determined crease to his brows. How you could be so emotive with so little, you didn't know.
Heart in your throat, you moved forward.
Pausing in front of him you took a moment to slow your breathing, to quiten the beating in your chest.
You leaned in, softly pressing your lips against his skin. He looked and smelled heavenly from this close. He was like some kind of angel. Both of you stopped breathing while you held there, then barely lifted away. You could feel your hot breath reflecting against his face.
He simply stared at you, a dumbstruck look on his face. Had he not expected you to actually do it? Heat travelled to your face.
You laughed breathlessly, slowly reaching your hand out towards his empty one. Instantly, he met with his palm, wasting no time to linking fingers.
You lost yourself in his eyes as he pulled down the scarf, revealing his marks and pretty little mouth. God, he was stunning. What caught you even more off guard were the two words he muttered next.
'Stay. Kiss.'
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flowersfishshark28 · 6 months
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FELIZ CUMPLEAÑOS INUMAKI-SENPAI💜💜
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woaitsroni · 1 year
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Finally finished this snowy inumaki! Took so much longer than expected, hence my other post about my lack of patience hehehe
Enjoy the holidays and winter season! And pls don’t steal :)
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megoomies-art · 2 years
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Small comic I did for “The Sparks Between Us” Inuokko zine ✌🏻✨💕
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momentarysilence · 1 year
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some coloured sketches from various fandoms
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